They trekked through the woods in a quiet ambiance. The only sounds audible were the tall grass and weeds crunching beneath their feet. But the most deafening silence was the one between the two girls.

The Commander, still holding her shoulder, walked pensively. She was lost in her thoughts thinking about the time they just shared, or rather, the time they spent hiding from the killer pauna. She had never been attended to like that. Clarke's hands were so caring, so gentle. Of course her own healers were always so careful when handling their Heda but not like this. There was an underlining of something more in the blonde's hands, something she could not place but something that felt good nonetheless. It was genuine and true, and though she didn't know exactly what this truth was, it exhilarated but frightened her at the same time. Maybe that was why she felt like she had to admonish the blonde and point out her mistakes. Clarke needed to know these things, what she did wrong. It would make her a great leader and it could ultimately save her life. It wasn't to put up push Clarke away, keep her at a safe distance. No, it wasn't that at all.

Clarke too was withdrawn, deep in her own thoughts. Being trapped with the Commander, it was the first time they were truly alone. It was also the first time she saw a hint of a smile on the Commander's face. So she did have feelings, Clarke mused, in a victorious, satisfactory way. But as quick as Lexa's emotional mask slipped, it was back on just as fast. She couldn't kill Quint. She couldn't leave Lexa to die. Her words hurt and she didn't know why. She knew Lexa meant no harm only to prove a point. Feelings are weakness. Caring is weakness. But she was quickly learning that Lexa was a liar. She could talk a good game but her eyes started to betray her. And Clarke was beginning to see the flaws in the Commander, the ones that were her own weakness.

Lexa snuck a quick glance to the blonde walking alongside her. There was something, something about her. Everyday since she first laid eyes on her, she was like a beacon. She was drawn to her as a light through the dead of night. Maybe it was her strength or determination or her perseverance. She carried this strong sense of hope, an unwavering faith for love. But why. She wanted to know what made it so easy for her to believe, to feel. Maybe there was something Clarke knew that Lexa didn't. But she wanted to know. She had to find out.

"Clarke… since we have some time before we reach camp, would you mind regaling another story of yours? Like before?" She said with a careful smile.

Hmm. She thought. The Commander wanted another story. Great, just great. Clarke almost dreaded it but no, it was now a challenge. She was determined to give her something great, something magical….. something funny? She chuckled to herself. The blonde decided that love didn't have to be so serious all the time. It could be anything.

Lexa noticed her quick smile and suddenly felt a grin on her face. She couldn't help how involuntary her reactions were around Clarke. Or how good it started to feel. She couldn't wait to hear what was on her mind.

Clarke nodded and smiled. "Well, back on the Ark, we had various media spanning decades of the 20th and 21st century. Besides books and literature, we had a wide and diverse collection of movies and…"

"Movies?"

"Oh, right. Movies. They were motion pictures.. still images that created the illusion of moving images. People and sounds, like if you're watching it played out right in front of you. It's like a story being told on a screen." She looked to the brunette again who still looked confused but seem to accept her answer.

"I see.." the brunette nodded in understanding, as she looked to Clarke to continue.

"OK so the movie is called DEBS."

"That sounds a bit odd," the Commander mused aloud.

"Yeah well.." Clarke scoffed, like what would the Commander know of movie titles anyway.

"So, it's about this group of young girls trained in a paramilitary institute to be spies, a kind of secret law enforcement. And so one day, they received word that their number one arch nemesis, Lucy Diamond, had came back from reclusion and that she was planning some big disastrous scheme."

"Tell me about this Lucy Diamond. Can you describe her?"

"Why," she was curious at the Commander's request.

"Well, I have no screen to watch this story. I'd like to picture it for myself.."

Well that made sense. "OK um… well Lucy Diamond was a beautiful girl, brunette with long straight hair, and had a dazzling smile. She was a diamond thief, a criminal mastermind, the greatest, most elusive criminal on the planet. And she went into hiding after..."

"After what? Why would such a powerful person have to hide?" Lexa interrupted.

Clarke laughed inside. Well here it is… again. "She got her heart broken."

"What happened?"

"Well, they never really said but someone broke her heart, a girl."

She could see the Commander thinking really hard, as if dissecting her own thoughts.

"So she fled and hid because of love.."

Clarke nodded yes, rolling her eyes internally as she began to see to rethink her decision of bringing up this movie. But she loved it. The whole broken heart issue was barely even a thing in the movie. There was so much more.

"So then what happened?"

"Well, the DEBS- Max, Amy Janet, and Dominique, went in search of Lucy to apprehend her and it was actually Amy who encountered her first. They ran into each other literally.." Clarke giggled, as she remembered seeing the actual collision on screen. "And they immediately felt an attraction for each other."

"Hmm… can you describe Amy?" She felt Clarke glance her way. "To picture it Clarke," Lexa grinned. Clarke smiled at her grin. It looked good on her.

"Ok. Amy Bradshaw… she was a stunning blonde, tall, blue or green eyes, I could never tell but they were beautifully colored. She stood out from the others in every way possible. She was also the top DEB, the DEBS' most perfect liar."

The brunette began to put Amy together, in her mind, that is. Tall, blonde, blue/green eyes. Her eyes snuck sneakily to the side. Hmm. That sounded like another blonde she was beginning to get to know. The Commander smirked. She couldn't help that she started to like this Amy.

"Commander?" Clarke saw the sly smile on the brunette's face, only to realize that she was being compared to the fictional blonde.

"I'm sorry Clarke. Please go on." She still maintained a faint smirk. She knew she got caught but it amused her that she didn't care.

"Anyways….," she enunciated, half annoyed but half amused," Lucy realized the attraction immediately, unlike Amy, and pursued her, literally going after her. She tracked her down to the DEBS' house, kidnapped her, took her to a club where they had this sort of impromptu date. They conversated and got to know each other. Amy discovered that Lucy wasn't as evil as everyone made her out to be, while Lucy learned that Amy was just as alone and wanting more out of life just like her. They made a real connection and um, well, they almost kissed.." She felt a slight blush, remembering the 'almost kiss'. The blonde glanced over to the side, only to see that the Commander was already sharing her gaze.

"Almost?"

"They were interrupted."

"Oh. So.. a kiss…" Lexa was suddenly a bit skeptic.

"What?"

"Nothing. It's just pretty bold move… to kiss an enemy.."

"True." Clarke wanted to argue the facts but decided not to.

"So then what happened?"

"Ok umm.. after the kiss that should have been, Lucy set up a ruse sending the DEBS after her again. She was able to separate Amy from the other girls. Lucy apologized for her actions, kidnapping her. She poured her heart out to her basically and admitted that the night they spent at the club talking and getting to know each other was the best time of her life. She had never felt so alive. And it was then that Amy finally conceded and let herself feel what she had been trying to push away. She had felt the same. And this time, they did kiss."

Lexa pictured the kiss. A powerful brunette and an unsure blonde. Hmm. She could see a mess of dark hair and waves of perfect golden locks.

"Ahem." Clarke could see Lexa getting lost somewhere in all that but didn't know why.

"I'm sorry Clarke." Please…" she urged her to continue with the story.

"So Lucy asked her to go away with her. Amy thought it would be best to make it appear as if she were kidnapped by Lucy so they did. And she allowed herself to be "captured" by Lucy. They spent a week together and they…" Clarke stopped.

"They what Clarke?" Lexa was now fully intrigued. Did they die? Were they captured? Sentenced to hard labor? What punishment were they given? What evil did they face? She expected it of course. Love always came at a price.

Clarke turned her head, her eyes entering the green ones that were already waiting for hers.

"They fell in love."

The words came spilling out her mouth, a beautiful cascade that matched a certain wanting in her eyes, one that Clarke was unaware of. And the Commander melted. Love. The way it came out of her mouth so innocent and pure, as if never touched by the cruelties and risks that it brought.

The brunette gulped and expelled a shaky breath. She cleared her throat, effectively, clearing the moment between them.

Lexa slightly smiled. "That almost seems too easy. There were no repercussions for Amy leaving her team?"

"Well the DEBS ended up catching them in an um… well, in a very compromising position.." Clarke trailed off. Lexa arched a brow, curious at this compromising position.

"They caught them in bed together." Clarke blushed.

"Oh." They both shared an awkward smile.

"She returned to the DEBS and vowed to never see Lucy again. Lucy tried winning her back. She did many things to win her heart over again but Amy's conviction, her sense of duty prevailed over her heart and she didn't give in."

"Oh."

Clarke heard the disappointment in her voice. And it made her happy. She realized that Lexa was rooting for them, that she was started to believe. She was finally starting to break through.

"There's more," she said with smile.

"They had a ceremony to crown the DEB of the year, which was Amy, part of their plan to cover up what really happened. She was supposed to denounce Lucy, make everyone believe that she was really kidnapped. But Lucy infiltrated the building and was able to hear Amy's speech. Amy saw her and realized that she had to follow her heart. And they literally ran into each other again,"Clarke chuckled," and they left together hand in hand. They ended up driving off into the sunset… uh well, actually under the moonlight alongside the coastline."

Lexa nodded, picturing said moonlight and coast.

"And they lived happily ever after."

"How do you know that? Was there a sequel?" Now that made Clarke bust out in tears. And again, Lexa could not bury her smile.

"No… It was a saying back then. It just means that they had a happy ending… together."

Then the Commander, ever the architect, whether in battle or in general, started putting the pieces of the story together. From the beginning when Lucy and Amy met to when they drove together.

"So Amy betrayed her duty, her oath to uphold the law to run off with her enemy…"

"Yes… but…"

"Duty is duty, Clarke."

"Well yes, but you're missing the point, Lexa..."

The brunette waited for some kind of counterargument, a reply, but Clarke had none. If Lexa couldn't see the the obvious, the simple meaning of the story then Clarke didn't know what else to say. But suddenly her frown turned upside down and her lips turned into a goofy smile.

"They had some fun times together, crazy too," Clarke laughed to herself.

Lexa's heart swelled again hearing the sweet laughter. It wasn't too often that Clarke laughed but when she did, it did wonderous things to her, inside her, and all around her.

"What amuses you Clarke," she asked, smiling.

"Well you know how I told you Lucy kidnapped Amy? They spent their days doing many things together. So on one of those days, Lucy tried teaching Amy how to drive and then...:" Clarke was already starting to giggle on her words.

"She pressed a button which she thought turned on the radio but it ended up being a switch and out came a missile and blew up a booth!"

She didn't understand half the things that came out of Clarke's mouth- drive, car, radio, booth- but there she was, in stitches, holding her stomach. She couldn't hold it any longer and the Commander laughed with her. She didn't know what exactly she was laughing at but she couldn't help it. Clarke's laughter was contagious.

"Tell me more Clarke." She didn't even care. She just want to hear the sweet sounds coming from the blonde.

"Well there was a scene in the movie, after Amy went back to the DEBS, when Lucy was trying to win her back…"

"Mmm hmm…"

"And Lucy was on her bed singing this song.. Um how did it go?" She began replaying the scene.

"I'm so in love with you...I'll be forever blue…" she started to sing. Lexa stopped. She couldn't believe the angelic voice beside her. Sure, it was a bit off key, she wouldn't label Clarke a singer in any right but her smile, the joy in her voice, the Commander was mesmerized.

"Oh and then her best friend slash henchmen, Scud, joined her on the bed, and they were both singing and swaying to the music… and oh.. then these other big muscled henchmen joined them swaying their arms! It was so funny!" Clarke couldn't stop another bout of laughter.

It was then when she realized that they were both motionless, standing side by side, Lexa watching her with amazement and wonder.

"I'm sorry," she blushed, embarrassed that she got caught up in her storytelling.

"No, don't be. That was very… entertaining.." the Commander softly smiled, clearly enchanted by the other girl.

Everything suddenly became quiet and still. They broke eye contact immediately when they realized they had been staring at each other a little too long, longer than they cared to admit. The two girls started their walk again back to camp. Clarke glanced over to the side, waiting for a sign, anything, to see what the brunette thought.

"So… what's the verdict?" Clarke asked. "Did you like it?" She asked, hopeful that she did.

"It was very pleasant. I enjoyed it Clarke."

"But…" Clarke questioned. She knew there was one, there always was with the Commander.

There was something on her mind, on the tip of her tongue. She really did like the story, the movie about Lucy and Amy, but there was still something that made her want to retract.

"Running away." She said simply.

"Running away, so far away, with someone you care about. It seems so easy. In the story, that is. But in reality, it's almost impossible."

She noted a heavy air of sadness at the Commander's words, as if speaking of personal experience. Clarke wished that Lexa could find in herself to look beyond the bad and see the good for what it is.

"But all in all, I really do like this story Clarke.." she said interrupting Clarke's thoughts.

"Why?" Clarke really wanted to know. She wanted to hear the words from the Commander's mouth. What really intrigued her about it. It was almost a dare. She was daring her to open her heart.

"Because Clarke, in spite of their obligations and who they were, in the end, none of that could conquer or overthrow their…."

"Love." Clarke finished.

"Yes. Love, Clarke." The blonde's insides puddled instantly. Lexa said the word for the first time without fear and without affliction laced inside it. At last, she felt like she was getting through to her.

It was clearly a huge moment between the two. It was strong and obvious and bit too tense suddenly.

"Sooo… is the Commander pleased," Clarke asked with a bit of a tease in her tone.

"The Commander is pleased." Lexa flirted back, smiling. The brunette pondered to herself silently causing Clarke to wonder.

"I wish we could see this movie." Lexa finally said.

Clarke smiled. Now she had another challenge.

"Maybe we will."