Author's Note: Thanks to all the new favorites and follows! Keep 'em coming ;)
WithinTheFandoms – Thank you for the correction; I just changed the translation! I actually meant to write it as "quiet," but I was typing the translations quickly to release the chapter and got a little mixed up. Much obliged!
"Clarke. Hey, Clarke. Wake up, love." Octavia runs her fingers through blonde locks, coaxing the other girl out of sleep.
"What time is it?"
"A little after 10. I know you've only had only a couple of hours to sleep, but we don't want to make ourselves look bad with this new alliance by having a leader who sleeps until the late afternoon." Partly joking, Octavia plants a kiss on Clarke's forehead and tries to pull her out of bed, only to be yanked back to the blonde's face.
"I think I'm going to need a bit more motivation than that." Clarke says seductively, leaning in, but Octavia jumps away.
"Bitch, now I know you're awake. Get your ass up and then you can kiss me…maybe."
Clarke groans and reluctantly stands up and gets dressed. Octavia laughs maniacally as she denies Clarke a kiss yet again, but grants her a small peck on the cheek when she sees those desperate eyes. The sky princess walks with Octavia to where the Commander is waiting.
"Heda," Octavia bows her head in respect.
Clarke follows suit, but with a quicker bow and use of the English, "Commander."
"Octavia. Clarke. Walk with me."
"Both of us?" Octavia asks, very much surprised.
"Yes, both of you. I would otherwise not have stated your name."
Clarke can't help but chuckle under her breath, causing Octavia to pinch her side. This elicits a quiet "ow!" from Clarke.
Lexa turns around with a look of devout seriousness and asks, "Is there a problem?"
"No, Heda. My apologies." Octavia bows her head and begins to follow Lexa. Clarke comes up beside her and they walk in time with the Commander.
Once they are further away from the noisy center of the over-crowded camp, Clarke speaks. "So what's the purpose of this little stroll?"
"It is imperative that both of our people see us associating with one another, especially now in the early stages of the alliance. My people need to see that the two of you are fit leaders."
Octavia stops in her tracks. "Hod op, Heda. I am not a leader. I'm the girl that lived under a floor for sixteen years."
"What would provoke you to live beneath the floor, sky girl?" Lexa asks confusedly.
"Never mind, that's not the point. Clarke is the leader of our people, not me."
"Are you not Clarke's chosen mate?"
"Mate's awfully strong this early on. We're just dating."
Lexa is clearly puzzled and contorts her face, so Clarke clarifies. "Our people have a much more informal way of choosing our…mates. 'Dating' is a period of time before people choose to get married. And to be married is to be joined to one another for life."
"I see." The Commander continues to walk and the girls follow, exchanging a quick, humorous glance. "I think it is important that the two of you come to Polis for a short time. Since it is the capitol city, we hold most of the alliance meetings there."
"When exactly should we be going?" Clarke asks.
"Before the next full moon."
Octavia is the one contorting her face now. "Who the hell knows when the next full moon-"
"It's about three weeks from now, O."
"Though my people are not near us in this moment, I would advise you not to find comfort in using such a tone with me, Octavia."
"Sorry Heda."
Clarke smiles at her girlfriend and takes her hand. She really is so cute when she gets reserved after giving the Commander attitude. It just makes Clarke want to hold her and never let go.
"I will allow you some time to decide when you will be making the journey, but my people and I will depart tomorrow at dawn. I expect an answer by then."
"Ok. Is that it, Lexa?"
"Yes Clarke, that is all."
The sky girls walk back to their tent, where Clarke promptly drops to her bedroll and O sits beside her.
"Not that I didn't love you pulling me out of bed for that lovely, sunny walk, but I'm taking a nap. Don't wake me up for another fifty years."
"If you're out for that long, I can't promise I won't move on, princess."
"Maybe you would move on…" Clarke pulls Octavia close, so her lips rest gently against the brunette's ear. "…but you'd never again cum the way you did the other night."
Octavia gulps hard as all of the heat in her body rushes to her core. She feels Clarke's lips trace kisses from her ear to the edge of her own mouth, but the blonde pulls away before their lips have a chance to interlock.
"Now leave me be so I can sleep." The blonde drops her head to her pillow and shuts her eyes. O flicks her nose for getting her all hot and bothered, but then plants a soft kiss on Clarke's cheek and exits the tent, grabbing the radio on the way.
"Octavia?"
The brunette turns from where she sits in Raven's workshop to see Abby standing in the doorway. "What can I do for you, Dr. Griffin?"
"That's a little formal, isn't it?"
"Are you not a doctor?" Octavia asks rhetorically as she turns back and fiddles with the radio.
"Did Clarke not tell you that we worked a lot out last night?"
"Not that it's your business, but we haven't really had a chance to talk today. But even if she had told me, I still wouldn't be your biggest fan."
"That's warranted."
"Is there something you needed? I was enjoying the quiet."
"Sorry, I'll be on my way. But know that I came here to thank you."
Octavia wants to just let Abby leave, but curiosity gets the better of her. "Thank me for what?"
"For taking care of my daughter when I failed to. There is something very different about Clarke when she's with you, even just when she speaks about you. I'm glad and grateful that she has you as her girlfriend."
"When did she speak about-"
"Like I said, we talked last night. I pieced together that you were a couple, but then she gave me about a million reasons why she loves you before I told her we both had to get some sleep."
"Gotcha," Octavia says nonchalantly. However, on the inside her heart is swelling. She knows Clarke loves her, but it's special to hear that her girlfriend would talk about her for hours, not even considering that Octavia would ever find out.
"Well, I have to go to the med bay and check on a few of the tests of Clarke's blood. Everything's been fine so far, in case you were wondering."
Octavia nods in acknowledgement and Abby exits. The young woman continues to toy with the radio in front of her, but she's really looking right through it. At least she knows she totally failed as a mother, Octavia thinks to herself. Maybe she's not as bad as I'm making her out to be. Maybe she is. I love Clarke, that's what matters. Clarke loves me. I wonder what she said about me… I wonder if she told her about what happened in the bunker the other—no. No, there's no way she would… shit I need to talk to Clarke.
Her thoughts trail on for quite some time. It's not until a voice blares through the radio (whose volume O accidentally turned all the way up while fidgeting with it) that Octavia jumps out of her mind and back into the real world. She quickly turns the volume nob down and calls back into it. "Bell? Raven?"
"Hey O, Raven and I are almost back. Do you wanna meet us at the gate?"
"What Bellamy means to say is, do you want to make sure no grounders kill us on our way in?"
"I'm on it! But I gotta say, I'm shocked you didn't remember to radio in when you started back. We could've sent out another search party for all you know."
"Don't even, Pocahontas."
"It's called pausing for dramatic effect, O."
"Whatever you say, Bell. See you guys in a bit."
"So, where's our favorite keeper of the peace?" Bellamy asks once safely escorted past the grounders.
"Yeah, I'm surprised you and blondie aren't off doing it somewhere."
Bellamy glares at Raven and makes a vomiting gesture, while Octavia gives her the we-need-to-talk look and laughs. "Don't be so overdramatic, Bell."
"Don't talk to me about overdramatic, O. Remember when-"
"Sorry to interrupt, but as much as I love stirring up Blake sibling drama, Octavia promised to teach me grounder-speak. So…"
"It's Trigedasleng, but yeah. The sooner we start the better. There's a lot of ground to cover."
Bellamy rolls his eyes at the ridiculous pun. "I sometimes question if we're actually related. I'm out of here."
As her brother starts to walk away, Octavia calls after him. "Clarke is in our tent, by the way. She'll probably wake up soon if you still want to see her!"
Bellamy alters his route to go see Clarke and the girls head over to the workshop. Once they arrive, Raven notices that a few things are out of order and immediately begins re-organizing.
"If I had known you were such a neat freak, I wouldn't have poked around in here," Octavia says while picking up a metal-ish thing off a table to look at.
Raven turns and sees this, walks over, and plucks the object out of her hand. "At least I know it was just you." She puts the piece back in its place and continues. "This room is to me what that hidden forest location is for you and Clarke. I can come here and just work out my thoughts, both figuratively and literally. I like to keep it a certain way because it's kind of like a physical representation of my mind. And that's something that I'm, like, desperate to organize."
"Well, I'm flabbergasted by how deep that was."
"And I'm flabbergasted that you just used the word flabbergasted."
O smiles at her best friend. "Speaking of words, that was quick thinking with the whole language lessons excuse."
"It was the only excuse I could think of that wouldn't cause him to hurl."
Octavia makes a puzzled look, but then edits her expression with words. "Never mind, I don't even want to know."
"So what's this secret conversation about anyways?"
"Sex."
"Did you and Clarke?" Raven half-asks the question. Octavia blushes a little, but smiles and nods her head. "Octavia Blake, are you blushing?"
The younger girl's cheeks become even redder. "Shut up," she says as she punches Raven's arm playfully.
"How was it?" the mechanic asks without hesitation.
"Amazing." Octavia is suddenly far less shy. "Way better than any other time, that's for sure. Clarke totally lost control for a while which was beyond sexy. And the way she screamed my name when I…"
"Whoa girl, let me leave some of it to my imagination."
"Raven!" Octavia is a little shocked by the statement, but figures that it's the perfect segway. "You don't actually imagine me and Clarke fucking…do you?"
Now Raven is blushing, but she quickly suppresses it. Raven Reyes doesn't get embarrassed. "No…"
Octavia didn't miss Raven's face, however. "You totally do! Holy shit! I mean, I don't blame you; it's a hot thought. I would be lying if I said I didn't think it was a little strange, but I'd also be lying if I said I never imagined two people getting it on."
The older girl buries her face in her hands. "Oh my god…"
"I have to ask you something."
"No." Though she'd deny it, Raven is still far too embarrassed to face whatever questions Octavia might have.
"Too bad. Are you into girls? Because, you know, some of the advice you gave me seemed pretty professional. Have you slept with women before?"
Realizing that Octavia is now getting serious, Raven picks up her head. "I have. I've been into ladies for as long as I can remember. Don't get me wrong, I'll sleep with whomever I'm attracted to, but I fall for women easier. Finn was the only guy I ever really loved romantically. He was like family though, so it was different. There were a couple of girls before him."
"Well, if there was more than one than you should definitely have more tips for next time."
"Ah, so you want to use me for my mad skills, I see how it is."
"What are friends for?"