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After dinner they had all gone to sleep, Clarke had insisted Abby take the bed and then she had made a bed up on the floor for herself and Lexa.

Abby watched the two girls once they had fallen asleep, noting how Lexa's arm curled protectively around Clarke's waist, and how her daughter leant into the embrace happily. Still completely dazed from what she had been told, she eventually allowed herself to drift off to sleep.

"Mom, hey mom!" Clarke called softly, as she shook Abby's shoulder, "You need to wake up."

"What time is it?" Abby muttered as she sat up, rubbing at her eyes with the back of her sleep.

Clarke smiled at her as she dropped a plate on her lap, filled with freshly sliced pieces of fruit and some bread and cheese. "Sometime between dawn and noon, I don't exactly have a watch anymore but it's fairly early. Lexa woke me up when she slipped out this morning. I was right when I accused her of stealing my food, she thought I was still asleep."

Abby chuckled slightly as she started eating, before she suddenly stopped, a strange expression passing over her face, "What happens now Clarke? You were right, Lexa is here, so does that mean that you won't come home?"

Sighing, Clarke sat on the edge of the bed next to her mother, "It's not my home mom, it's never been my home, I've never actually lived in Arkadia properly and I have certainly never felt comfortable there. And now there's Lexa, could you honestly tell me that she would be safe if we took her back to Arkadia. She died of a gunshot wound mom, I won't watch that happen again."

"I can go back first, I can explain to them." Abby said tearfully, already knowing what Clarke's decision was.

Clarke shook her head, "You know that won't work, not for all of them, not forever, eventually someone will slip up. And I won't risk her. But now that you know I'm here? If you want I will stay, and you can visit me as much as you want. You won't have to lose me again mom."

Closing her eyes for a moment, Abby bobbed her head, "Ok then, but I will be bringing you a radio as well next time I visit."

"That's great." Clarke grinned, "Bring me a watch as well and we'll be able to organize our visits properly."

An impatient whine interrupted them from the other side of the door.

"Has she been listening to the entire conversation?" Abby asked once they realised what the sudden noise actually was.

Clarke laughed as she stood up and walked over to the door, "Probably, she was never the most patient person in the world."

Yanking the door open she was suddenly face to face with Lexa, their eyes inches from each other.

"You weren't, waiting for a week for me to not want to murder you doesn't count as patient, it counts as self preservation."

Lexa huffed slightly, catching the edge of Clarke's shirt in her teeth to pull her outside.

"You die once and now you're ridiculously needy, can you really not just stay outside by yourself for an hour?" Clarke joked as Abby followed her out.

Content that neither of them was about to disappear back inside where she couldn't hear half of what they were saying, Lexa dropped down to the floor, looking at Clarke expectantly until she copied her so Lexa could rest her head on Clarke's lap.

"So," Abby grinned, "It's nice to see that she can still order you around. Maybe you won't manage to get yourself killed after all." As she spoke, she sat in the doorway of the cabin, watching the two of them in front of her. Lexa who was tipping her chin up so Clarke would scratch along her jaw, and Clarke, who was doing so with no idea of the way Lexa was shamelessly tipping her head from side to side directing her.

Clarke glared at her mother balefully, "That's completely unfair, I was surviving just fine on my own without her."

Very deliberately, Lexa lifted her head and looked directly at Abby before shaking her head from side to side once.

Lexa grinned again as Clarke's glare was directed at her, whilst Abby burst out laughing behind them.

"Thank you Lexa." Abby murmured, as the wolf's eyes flicked to her, and now Abby could see it. See the girl who was looking out through those eyes, rather than the animal which was all she could see the day before, "Thank you for keeping her safe."

Always, those eyes seemed to say, before Clarke started to protest again that she had been just fine and Lexa turned back to Clarke, her daughter practically disappearing under the mass of fur as Lexa wriggled closer to her, nipping at her arms until Clarke eventually gave in and admitted that she had needed the help all along.

"I need to head back to Arkadia." Abby told them softly, "Can I come back in two days?"

Clarke smiled at her, "Of course mom, come over late afternoon and then we'll make sure we sleep that morning so we can actually have more time to talk."

Lexa seemed to have no intention of moving so Abby walked over to Clarke, wrapping her arms round her shoulders, "Then I will see you then. I love you Clarke."

"I love you mom."

They watched Abby walk away.

When she was out of sight Lexa climbed to her feet, swiping her tongue across Clarke's jaw.

Wiping the wolf drool from her face, Clarke fake scowled at her, "That's disgusting." Lexa's eyes just sparkled a touch brighter in response, "I know what you're doing though, so thank you."

Lexa dipped her head before turning round and padding after Abby, intent on seeing her to the edge of the forest to make sure the Skaikru leader returned home safely.