OK so it seems people do not like the Bellamy chapters. Obviously I don't like disappointing you guys so I am not going to do any more stand alone chapters for Bellamy. Any of his parts will be integrated into a Clexa chapter, so It'll be like two different things going on in one chapter (if that makes sense :/)

Thank you again for the continued support. Unfortunately this may be my last chapter for quite a while ( 1 - 2 weeks) As I'm going to be 10x busier than I am now. I will try and write as much as i can when i am free :)

I own non of the characters in this fic, they are property of the CW. This fic is not meant to offend anyone or for copyright infringement.

Chapter 7

Clarke awoke to the sound of rain hitting the tent. She had slept so peacefully, for the first time since Finns death she hadn't had a nightmare. She smiled inwardly as she exited the bed. When she entered the main living area she was greeted by Lexa already studying her maps.

'Does she evert take a break'

Clarke sighed at the thought, She new the young commander was trust into such an important position at such a young age. Her people respected her completely, for this she admired the warrior.

"Clarke, good morning. Sit"

Lexa's eyes didn't leave what she was studying, she merely gestured to the unoccupied seat across from her. Clarke smiled and shook her head as she took her seat.

'Grounders'

Clarke's movements did not go unnoticed by Lexa. Clarke swore she could see her lips curling upwards.

"I will be escorting you back to your camp personally today"

Clarke was taken aback by Lexa's revelation.

"Is that wise Lexa?"

Lexa lowered the pen she was using on the map and quirked her eyebrow at the young blonde without responding. Clarke blushed and continued.

"I mean we are a target. Is it wise for us both to be traveling together? It will be easier for the mountain men to take us out at once."

"Do you not trust me Clarke?"

Lexa replied with a hint of mischief in her eyes. Clarke could not understand where this side of Lexa had come from, but she was not about to complain about it.

"I do"

"Well then we have nothing to worry about."

Lexa stated matter of factly, before continuing.

"We will leave as soon as the hunt returns."

Clarke just nodded and silently watched Lexa as she studied the map. She could not understand how she was at such ease with the warrior. It was if everything that happened before didn't matter whenever she was around the commander, it scared Clarke. She knew she had feelings for the grounder, she also knew she could never act on them.

'It would be detrimental to the alliance.'

Lexa continued her façade of studying the maps, the young commander needed to hide how she felt about the blonde. She knew that her feelings for her were visible and she needed to keep them well hidden. Indra had already noticed, if her people knew she was falling for a sky person she knew her life would be taken.

Lexa was pulled from her thoughts by the arrival of Indra.

"The hunt has returned commander, I have assembled some guards and we are ready to escort you and the sky person…"

"Clarke"

Lexa interrupted.

"Commander?"

"Her name is Clarke Indra. I expect you to address her by her name"

Indra stared incredulously at the commander. Lexa eyed her, daring her to contest her.

"Appologies commander, we are ready to escort you and CLARKE to camp Jaha"

Indra made sure to put extra emphasis on Clarkes name. Lexa glared at her. The grounders having a silent war between each other. Indra gave up, she knew she was already over stepping her boundry. The general was finding it hard to adapt to the alliance. She bowed in apology.

"Thank you Indra, we will assemble in 5 minutes at the camp gates."

Indra nodded and left the tent.

Clarke stood in complete shock. Lexa had defended her and instructed her general to show respect for her. She was awoken from her thoughts by the presence of Lexa by her side.

"I am sorry about that Clarke. My people will accept the alliance and it will get better, just give them time."

Lexa gave Clarkes shoulder a reassuring squeeze causing Clarke's breathe to hitch. Just as soon as the contact was made it was gone again. Lexa's mask was back, hiding herself from Clarke.

"We should leave"

With that Lexa exited her tent flustered.

'What am I doing?'

The troubled grounder could not remove the blonde out of her thoughts.

'I have to do something'