A/N: Hey guys :) I promised a chapter today and here it is! Also, for anyone who has read the authors note that was last chapter and is intending to send me something, could you please maybe send me a message to let me know? It would be greaty appreciated :) Love you guys xxx
"Clarke. Clarke wake up. Clarke there's something important I need to tell you at once."
Confused, Clarke's eyes fluttered open to find her wife's face hovering inches from hers. "What is it? And what time is it?"
Lexa looked up for a moment, her forehead creasing slightly as she thought, "The sun began to rise a little under twenty minutes ago."
Clarke groaned, throwing her arm across her face to cover her eyes, "Then why am I still not asleep."
"Because our family has returned to the city early." Lexa said in a hushed whisper.
Catching onto an edge to her voice, Clarke pushed herself up so she was resting her weight on her elbows, "Ok, now tell me why you sound excited by that."
Lexa grinned, "Because, we know that they're back, but they don't know that we are."
She paused for a moment, waiting for the reluctant smile to tug at the corners of Clarke's lips. "Ok, but how do you even know they're back yet anyway?" Clarke asked her in confusion.
Laughing, Lexa just nodded in the general direction of the way they had climbed up onto the roof, "Emily thought I would want to know so she visited us here this morning before I woke you."
"Come on then." Clarke chuckled, pushing Lexa aside so she could stand up, "I'm asuming you already know how you're going to torment them."
"Last chance to back out of this." Clarke said seriously as Lexa critically checked the arrows she had brought with them, judging their quality before tossing two aside and sliding the rest back into her quiver.
"Relax Clarke," Lexa smiled softly, "They're not going to be in any danger."
"Yeah but they don't know that." Clarke muttered under her breath as Lexa reached up and caught hold of the branch above them to pull herself up into a better vantage point over the training fields. "What are they doing right now?"
Lexa leaned forwards slightly as she got a good luck at them, "Octavia and Ontari are sparring, whilst Lincoln and Raven are having a conversation on the log we usually sit on."
"Can you make it from here?" Clarke asked curiously, having never actually seen Lexa use a bow properly before, she always seemed to prefer her sword.
Nodding, Lexa sat down she she could reach to Clarke below her, "I can, do you have the matches?"
Holding them up in answer, Clarke waited until Lexa offered the arrow down to her before stiking the match and setting the end of the projectile ablaze. "Remember not to actually hit any of them."
There was humour colouring Lexa voice as she stood up, "I'll do my very best."
Drawing herself up to her full height, Lexa drew back on the bow string confidently before letting the arrow fly, watching carefully as it arched though the air before thudding firmly into the log less than three feet from Raven's leg.
Offering her arm down to Clarke, Lexa pulled her up onto the same branch so she could watch the chaos unfolding as their four friends went into a panic, scanning the area looking for oncoming threats.
Lexa nodded approvingly as Octavia and Ontari rushed over to their partners and closed in protectively.
"Now what?" Clarke whispered against Lexa's ear.
"Now we tell them where we are." Lexa answered softly, before drawing back again and sending another arrow after the first one.
She waited until she saw Octavia start moving in their direction, towards the forests edge, before quickly tappinng at Clarke's arm, "Let's go, time to run Clarke."
Ducking behind a tree, Clarke leaned over trying to catch her breath, as Lexa skidded to a halt beside her, "Are you ok?" She asked in concern, placing her hand on Clarke's back even as she looked behind to make sure that none of the other four had caught up to them yet.
"We've been at this for an hour, aren't you out of arrows yet?" Clarke asked, standing straight again as her breathing evened out.
Lexa nodded quickly, "I am, and their closing in so it's nearly time to let them catch up to us."
"So what's your grand finale going to be?" Clarke asked curiously.
Smiling, Lexa placed her hand against the base of the tree they were standing under. "Not mine Clarke, ours."
Breaking through a patch of trees into a clearing, Octavia slowed to a walk before stopping completely, growling under her breath in frustration.
"Lost them?" Ontari asked curiously, as she slipped through the trees to join her.
"Yes." Octavia muttered bitterly, "Who the hell are they anyway, I didn't realize we were important enough to try and assassinate."
Lincoln chuckled softly as he arrived from the other side of the clearing, having heard Octavia's last comment, "Don't underestimate your importance Octavia, your one of the only people who can say whatever she likes to the Commander and get away with it."
Raven groaned as she trailed after him, "You need to stop saying things like that to her, seriously, have you ever listened to one of their conversations? One of these days Lexa's going to get mad and kill her herself."
"Never gonna happen Raven." Octavia grinned, sticking her tongue out childishly, "You're just jealous."
"I'm really not, I just feel sorry for Lexa." Raven shot back.
Ontari rolled her eyes iritably, "Seriously you two, there's someone trying to kill us and your response is to antagonize each other. We need to find them before they find us."
"Too late." A raspy voice came from behind them.
Standing at the edge of the clearing was a figure dressed all in black, their face covered with a hood.
"Who are you?" Lincoln asked, stepping in front of the others defensively, "Why have you been attacking us?"
Instead of an answer, the person leapt forwards, brandishing a long slender staff that spun expertly before driving it into Lincoln's stomach, momentarily winding him.
Ontari quickly filled the gap, drawing her sword and striking first, but she was knocked aside as quickly as Lincoln had been, not ready for the speed and ferocity of the strangers attack.
With Ontari and Lincoln momentarily out of the game, Raven and Octavia stepped forwards side by side, ready to defend together until the others recovered enough to join them to deal with the threat once and for all.
But before they could move to attack, another shadowed shape fell from the sky above them, knocking Raven to the floor and grappling with her.
Octavia looked between the first figure and Raven helplessly for a moment before their attacker decided for her, jumping towards her and striking at her side with the staff.
Blocking it quickly, Octavia stepped in and drove her forearm up towards the other persons face.
Unexpectedly she connected, the person back away quickly before coming at her again, this time going for a quick disabling stike to Octavia right leg.
Octavia surprised herself when she blocked it, before looking up at the person attacking her in shock.
Hurriedly she raised her hands and shouted for Lincoln and Ontari to stop before they both stabbed the attack from behind.
At the same time, the person who had been keeping Raven busy and away from the two of them suddenly let go and moved out of the way, watching Octavia curiously.
"Want to take that hood off now?" Octavia asked softly, "Lexa."
"How did you know?" The soft laughter came, as Lexa shed the fabric she was wearing over her head and tossed it aside, Clarke doing the same.
"The only reason I was able to block that last hit was because you've got me with it so many times before. It was just muscle memory at this point." Octavia grinned, "Are you proud?"
"I am." Lexa answered genuinely as she met Octavia in a hug.
Slightly disgruntled, Raven held out her hand expectantly to Clarke, who quickly helped her off the floor. Once she was up she punched Clarke in the shoulder, hard.
"You're both assholes."
"But you love us." Clarke smiled teasingly.
A/N: Please review and let me know what you think, and also what you want to see in future chapters! xxxxxxxxx