Nyko and Clarke finally assigned some other healers who were training to watch over the injured.

They escaped away from the monotony and had the opportunity to eat.

After they regained some energy and had some fresh air their lungs, the male grounder turned to the sky girl, "Why don't you step away for the night?"

"I will but I want to make sure everybody is settled and comfortable."

"Nonsense Clarke. You know I have everything under control. Most will sleep through the entire night."

She tried to reason with him, "Nyko I can't lea—"

"Clarke." He stared at her blankly. "I'm fine. Go tend to somebody who needs your aid."

She walked next to him only thinking of Lexa.

"Perhaps somebody you and I both know is in need of Clarke kom Skaikru's curative ways." He smiled down at the blonde who smirked back.

He knew something was happening between his healer friend and his commander since the alliance had formed. However, it was not his business to discuss and call out.

She pointed at him, "Fine, but let me repay you. I'll be there first thing tomorrow morning. I'll let you sleep in."

"I haven't done that in a while. You have a deal sky girl."

He placed his hand on her shoulder and left her to go about her day.

XX

Clarke gave herself sometime to clean up before deciding to head to Lexa's tent.

When she made her way to the large enclosement of the grounders' leader, Indra was standing next to the entrance at full attention.

Clarke was about to enter when something caught her attention. Indra was not making a big ordeal about entering without Lexa's request.

The blonde smirked and crossed her arms, stepping in front of the fierce warrior woman.

Indra tried not to look at Clarke.

She muttered, "Yes?"

"You're not going to try and stop me?"

"Heda informed me of your return, so if you wouldn't mind, " Now glaring at Clarke "I would rather you step out of my way so I can continue my job."

Now amused, Clarke carried herself inside giggling to herself.

Lexa was sitting on her bed with her leg propped up with that same map hanging in front of her face. She pulled it down far enough to see Clarke coming inside.

Lexa held a smirk on her own face, "I see someone is in a good enough mood to taunt my second."

Clarke tucked hair behind her ear and set a bag of medical supplies on the ground. "I couldn't help it. It was too easy."

Lexa picked the map back up to view, but Clarke walked over and pulled it from her hands.

The leader didn't protest, just bit her lip and glanced up at the blonde.

This turned Clarke on if she had to admit, but right now, Lexa's leg was more important. Clarke held out her hand to help the girl sit up with her injured leg.

Clarke spoke, "Come on Commander. Time to finally look at that leg."

Lexa gave in and placed her hand in Clarke's. She winced a little when moving to a more accessible position.

Clarke knelt down, "Did you take the medicine I left?"

Lexa nodded.

"Is it wearing off then?"

Lexa nodded once again.

Clarke began squeezing certain parts of the Commander's leg to see how far the pain stretched throughout the limb. Apart from searching the area from the wound, the blonde was impressed at how tone her leg felt.

She got to an area below the knee when she noticed the commander jolt a little and squeeze the fur bedding.

Clarke now serious, "Hey, you don't have to act tough here. I know it hurts."

The commander clearly in pain gently reached for the blonde's hand that was on her leg and ever-so-carefully removed it from the tender area. "Then yes, it does not feel pleasing."

"Well, I know despite how properly you speak, your leg hurts like a bitch."

Lexa wondering, "How did you know something was wrong? I had not told anybody about my injury and showed no signs."

"I'm a healer." Clarke was now digging through the bag she brought – bringing out a homemade cast she constructed herself in case it was a broken leg. "And I know you…" She looked at Lexa, "I can tell by your eyes."

Clarke now ready to work looked at Lexa, "Uhh, I'm going to need access to your leg." The blonde was now biting her lip, for she was nervous to come out and blatantly tell the commander to remove her pants.

The Commander without hesitation began unbuckeling her pants and trying to pull them down the best she could in her condition. "Do you mind helping me Clarke?"

The sky girl was a tad nervous, but knew what needed to be done. The gentle touch of finger tips running down Lexa's legs caused the commander to shiver.

As tone as they felt, they looked even better to Clarke's eye.

Clarke explained to the woman that putting the homemade casting on would cause some pain and discomfort. She wasn't using what her sky people did. She made this the best she could. The girl also went into detail about how it was most likely a broken leg and how this mechanism would keep her leg stiff and confined to one position so the healing process can happen.

Lexa being Lexa, gripped the bed sheet and held in any whimper of pain that wanted to come out screaming. Once again, Clarke could tell by the grounder's eyes that she was hurting…but Lexa was strong. After putting the casting on Clarke walked over to the table and grabbed the bottle of medicine she had brought earlier and poured some into a cup.

She walked back over to the leader, "Drink."

Lexa without hesitation took back the liquid.

"Clarke, thank you for your healing skills."

The blonde nodded and smirked.

"But I must ask you to not disclose any information to anyone about my injury." Before she could ask 'why' Lexa continued, "If people knew, they would panic. If I'm weak, they believe themselves to be weak. They think they are at easier risk for attack from outward, unaligned clans."

Clarke walked over and sat on the edge of the bed next to the commander, "Lexa, you are far from weak. Stubborn? Yes! But weak, not even close."

"Thank you Clarke, but unfortunately that would not change the way and thoughts of my people."

"Don't worry commander, I won't say anything. But…you are going to have to answer some questions."

Lexa nodded, "I believe you are owed some explanations."

"Ok, where do I begin?" Clarke thought until a question came, "What happened on your supply run? I've heard some of your men talk of an ambush and their impenetrable commander's actions proved heroic."

Lexa pulled her hair to one side of her neck, "When we arrived to the village, we became cautious because the people were said to be traitors. Their poor attempts of killing me verified their intentions. I ordered my men to fight…rather than flee. I finished most of the rebels off with a sword through the chest. However, they had archers prepared and began shooting at my men and I. We had no choice but to fall back. A rebel from the village was positioned in a tree and planned on assassinating me by air-attack. I drew my sword in time to stop his attempt but he landed on my leg. I had no choice but to get up and fight alongside my warriors. I returned for the ones who needed aid and saved others from near death. We will return and recapture the land, placing new generals in charge."

Clarke was astonished by the turn of events that happened to the troop. "Lexa, why didn't you tell me there would be a chance of ambush? You told me you were making a supply trip for Ton-DC."

Lexa met her eyes, "Clarke, you were ill. There was nothing you could have done even if I told you. I saved myself the breath. You were unable to walk on your own from exhaustion."

Clarke didn't argue because in her position, she couldn't do much of anything and Lexa was right.

"And now I know you didn't want to appear weak to people, which I will assume is why for the crabby attitude earlier?"

Lexa nodded slowly and sighed, "I'm sorry about that Clarke." She raised her head and looked off into the distance, "I can't let word like that get out. Also I am unhappy with my plan at the village when we were attacked. We lost supplies that were brought and I cannot afford to lose any more men. The pain in my leg also caused me aggravation."

"It will be fine. Your people have survived this long for a reason Lexa. They don't have a chump for Commander. You know what you're doing."

Lexa let a proud little smirk escape from her mouth. "Can I ask you something now Clarke?"

"Take your best shot."

"You kissed me before."

Clarke's face turned the brightest shade of pink. She did not think the Commander would be ballsy enough to bring it up. Her mouth fell open and she was once again fumbling over her words, "Well – Well…Uhh, Yeah. You umm, you are so stubb—"

Lexa cut her off by leaning in and placing a gentle kiss on the blonde's lips.

Clarke pulled away searching for breath. She now knows how Lexa felt earlier. But it didn't take her long to collect herself and grab the Commander by both sides of her face and pull her in to a deep kiss.

Lexa let a groan escape from her lips. Now entangling her hands in Clarke's hair, she was increasing the heat and passion of the kiss.

Clarke pulled Lexa in closer to her. The girls tried fighting the impending need for air, but eventually had to come up some time. They laid each other's foreheads on one another's and breathed slowly.

Lastly, Clarke lifted the commander's chin, placing a gentle kiss on her cheek. "You are going to be sleepy with the dose of medicine I gave you."

Lexa grabbed Clarke's hand and began playing with her thumb. "I knew I started to feel light-headed but I assumed it was from kissing you."

Clarke laughed, "I heard I give off that effect sometimes." She kissed Lexa lightly once more. "You should get some rest and stay off your leg." Clarke began to move but Lexa pulled her back into a sitting position.

"Thank you again for your help." Lexa sounded so sincere and thankful.

Clarke smiled and grabbed her hand, "Anytime commander."

Clarke once again grabbed her things and made a quick exit.