Rebuilding Ruin

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Spoilers: All episodes of Season 1 and 2

WARNING: PART OF THIS CHAPTER IS RATED M

Clarke woke to the shifting of the furs under her and rolled over slightly to see Lexa sitting on the bed behind her. The warrior was removing her shirt so only her breast bindings remained and Clarke noted mentally that her wife was bear from the waist down. Rolling onto her side to face the grounder leader, the blond waited until Lexa allowed herself to relax against the bear fur that dominated the bed in the room. Green eyes settled on her and Clarke closed her eyes as her hand snaked its way against Lexa's toned belly.

"He is under heavy guard in the prison." Lexa stated as she closed her eyes, "when your people arrive then the trial can begin."

"Thank you for allowing us all justice for what he did."

Lexa curled her hand around Clarke's forearm as she turned her head to the side. "His life was yours to take, you determine the spilling of his blood."

"You were right," Clarke whispered as she leaned her forehead against Lexa's shoulder. "Liam would have liked Polis."

Clarke felt the tug on her arm and moved with it to curl into Lexa's side, head on her shoulder and hand on her hip. Lexa threaded her hand through the blond locks and kissed her crown. "We will have peace one day Clarke and when we do our child will run in the streets, safe and the idea of disappointing us as their fear."

"Why do you want a kid so much?" Clarke opened her eyes and raised her head. "We could be happy, just the two of us."

Green eyes opened and Lexa stared into her wife's eyes, "I have no reason other than a desire to raise a child with you. I desire to see you interact with a child that is solely ours as you interact with the children here and in the villages." Reaching up she cupped the soft skin of Clarke's cheek, "you were meant to be a mother Clarke, I saw this when I watched you with Liam."

"I've killed children, I don't deserve to have one of my own." Clarke sighed and rolled onto her other side. "I need sleep, we can talk in the morning or you can go to your room."

Lexa rolled onto her side and pulled Clarke to her, "I will not leave you. I believed our need to reform our union was necessary but I can only see that despite our arguments and harm to one another we are stronger than most unions. Seven days I was parted from you by my own belief of what was necessary, I will not allow you to leave my bed again."

"Good to know now go to sleep."

The brunette kissed Clarke's shoulder and slid her hand down Clarke's side till it rested at her waist. "Rest your mind ai kwin while I rest your body."

Clarke found her head leaning back as fingers slipped into her pants. "Oh god." The sensation was heavenly and the urge to return the favor was heavy on Clarke's mind but the part of her mind that still functioned knew sleep was important. "Lexa, no." She pulled at her wife's hand and captured it when it was free of her pants. "Not now, in the morning."

"Your fire will burn all night now." Lexa stated as she kissed Clarke's neck. "Allowing me to sooth it will allow for deeper sleep."

Rolling onto her other side Clarke looked at her wife, "I think the only fire burning right now is yours." She let go of Lexa's hand and using her free hand, pulled the brunette to her till she caught her lip between her teeth. "Sooth your fire by yourself, I'm tired and I want to sleep."

"I could find another to sooth it for me." Lexa whispered as she ran her hand under Clarke's shirt, stretching her hand against soft skin.

Clarke bit down on the warrior's lip before pulling back. "You know you wouldn't invite anyone else into your bed. No one else has the ability to sate your anymore like I do."

"I have never had a man in my bed, perhaps now would be the time to find out if what my warriors say about their unions are correct." Lexa watched sky blue eyes turn cobalt in the candle light and threw her head back when soft, healing fingers found her center.

"You are mine!" Clarke hissed as she stared into Lexa's green eyes, the woman groaned in pleasure as Clarke was rough with her. "I'll cut off what they hold dear so everyone knows that touching you is a crime against me." She bit Lexa's shoulder as the woman seized under her body. "You're mine, say it Lexa!"

The brunette groaned as she let her head fall back against the furs. "yus ai kwin, yus."

As her breath returned, Lexa found Clarke looking down at her with a smile. Leaning in the blond kissed her gently, running a hand down her arm and under her till she could pull Lexa to her. "Ai hod yu in."

"I as well." Lexa kissed Clarke's forehead and pulled her close, a hand through the blond locks. "Sleep ai kwin, you are clearly tired."

Clarke snorted, "I've been telling you that."

A smirk crossed the leader's face, "I am aware, now rest."

"Maybe a kid wouldn't be a bad thing." Clarke rested her head against Lexa's shoulder. "It'll make you appreciate sleep more."

"You make me appreciate sleep, the chance to hold you close to me when I am unable during the daylight hours."

The sound of fire and pots brought Lexa to the kitchen the next morning, she found Clarke cooking breakfast while Abby and Kane sat at the table speaking. Clarke gave her a smile as she stole a piece of dried boar from the serving plate. A second piece was attempted but Clarke slapped her hand.

"Go sit down, it's almost done."

Abby smiled at her daughter-in-law as Lexa took her seat at the table. "How are you this morning Lexa?"

"Considering your daughter assaulted me over simple food, I must wonder where Clarke retained such a violent streak."

Kane chuckled and took a sip from the glass of water beside him. "Abby has quite the temper herself."

"Shut up." Abby kicked Kane under the table and he merely smiled at her.

Lexa looked up when Clarke placed a hot cup of tea before her. "Mochof."

Clarke smiled and placed a hand on her shoulder as she looked at her mother and Kane. "Tea?"

"Oh honey I'm fine." Abby held up her hand to wave her daughter off. "Hurry up and finish so we can sit and talk."

Once the food was on the table, Clarke sat down beside Lexa and smiled as the grounder leader insisted on stealing a piece of dried boar from her plate. Clarke laughed as Lexa leaned in to whisper something in Trigedasleng, the blond grinning as she took a bite of her hot oats.

"I'm so glad to see you both happy again." Abby smiled as she held her cup in her hands.

"We just had some things to work through." Clarke stated as she looked at her mother.

Kane nodded, "good, you don't need to be at odds, doesn't bode well for the alliance."

"Are politics all you worry about?" Clarke asked more playfully than anything.

"No, currently I'm worried about Octavia being near a weapon." He leaned forward so his arms were on the table. "Your mother found out she's pregnant and we're worried about a pregnant, hormonal warrior around weapons when someone pisses her off. With Octavia that seems to be an easy thing."

Lexa smiled, "the first child of our united clans will be born soon, it is a sign the gods are happy."

"I think they'll be happier when we do what has to be done." Clarke stated and avoided the looks all three gave her.

Abby put down her cup, "I see we've come to the real reason for our visit." She looked over at Lexa, "you agreed to a trial but by whose laws will the trial take place?"

"As far as the clans are concerned, Camp Jaha is Clarke's territory so his trial is determined by her. She may conduct a trial based on Skaikru ways or she may use any method of any of the clans."

Clarke stood and moved to the counter, "he will be accused of his crimes in public and then undergo the ultimate punishment."

"May I ask what that is?" Kane looked at Lexa and it was Abby who answered instead.

"Death by a thousand cuts, everyone gets a chance to cut on him before a sword is shoved through his heart."

Clarke stabbed the wooden counter with a knife, "there will be no mercy, he will suffer the full punishment."

"Clarke, it is possible that the insanity caused most of his actions."

"He murdered the little boy that would have been my son." Clarke shook her head as she slammed the knife onto the counter. "There will be no mercy!"

With that she left the room and both adults turned to Lexa, she rose from her chair. "I will speak to her but as I stated, his punishment is at Clarke's discretion. Not even I can change what she chooses, that is the one difference between Heda and Kwin, she can give mercy when she wishes or demand death without reason. My actions must have reasons, hers do not and she never has to explain her actions."

Lexa found Clarke sitting on her bed looking out the window it lay beside. She crawled onto the bed to sit behind Clarke, wrapping an arm around the blond. Clarke leaned back and rested her head on Lexa's shoulder. "I want him dead for Liam alone."

"As do I but we must contain our anger. To deliver justice according to the will of the gods we must do so as leaders with our emotions placed aside." Lexa kissed Clarke's head, "we must use our heads and not our hearts or we will fail to understand the true meaning of justice."

"Did I ever tell you how much I hate your lessons?"

Lexa merely smiled and rested her chin on Clarke's shoulder. "I am already aware but you learn from them so I continue to teach."

A whimper made both turn to look at the door and they found Abby standing there with Shadow beside her. The wolf moved towards the bed and leapt up, nudging her muzzle against Clarke's hand. "Shadow, oh it's so good to see you girl!" Clarke sunk her fingers into the soft fur and looked up to meet her mother's eyes.

"Lincoln brought her along and I thought you could use some cheering up."

Clarke nodded and looked down at the wolf, "I missed you girl."

Lexa moved from behind Clarke and petted the wolf gently as she stood from the bed. "I shall wait for you in the kitchen."

"Okay."

The door shut behind her and Abby sat beside Clarke on the bed, "Clarke, if we were on the Ark then Jaha would be dead without a second thought but being here on Earth gives us all a second chance. We don't know what the crash did to him, how it messed with his mind."

"He chose to become a nomad, he isn't Skaikru anymore." Clarke met her mother's eyes, "he made his choice and sick or not he will pay for what he did. He killed a little boy for no reason, all because he thought he was doing the right thing in his mind. He drove a missile into our camp, you barely survived and you just expect me to give him mercy?"

"No, no there is only one way this ends but you should ask why he chose to do what he did."

Clarke nodded, "he will get his chance to speak when his crimes are totaled." She looked out the window and sighed. "He should be lucky I'm only going to count those that happened on the ground."

"Let me speak to him, maybe I can get more out of him than you can."

"Fine but Ryder goes with you."

The gated doors to the prison opened and Jaha looked up to see Abby enter. He stood up as she entered and the door shut behind her. She held out her arms as if saying 'here we are' to him and he smiled at her.

"Abby, it's so good to see you." He motioned to the bench in the corner, "please sit."

"You must know why I'm here Thelonious." She sat down and he sat down beside her, the chain on his leg dragging against the stone floor.

He waved his finger, "I do, you're here to help. You have to talk to your daughter Abby, the grounders have brainwashed her and made her believe things that aren't true. She thinks she's a queen, ruling over them all and handing out unjust death sentences."

Abby stood and walked to the other side of the room before turning. "Clarke is queen to the clans, she has the ability to hand out mercy or death as she sees fit without explanation." She sighed and leaned against the wall. "It is one of the many things she adapted to after she married Lexa, their laws being one of them."

"Now see there, that's how I know you're wrong Abby." He stood and moved towards her, "you'd never let your daughter just enter some political marriage. You'd go to war before you'd allow her to sacrifice herself."

She chuckled, "I would if I knew she was already in love with the person." Looking up at him she smiled. "Those two girls fight the world and occasionally each other but they were already in love with each other before they decided to marry."

Jaha turned and sat back down slowly, "so she will kill me?"

"You killed a child!" Abby hissed and moved towards him. "One that Clarke planned to adopt, a little boy that would have been my grandson and for what?"

He looked up at her, "to prevent vengeance! So he wouldn't retaliate and kill me."

"He was a child, what could he have done to you?"

"There are no children in this world Abby, as soon as they are walking they shove weapons into their hand. They teach them to kill from their first word and you think they are innocent. No, this world needs to be wiped clean of all humans so it can start over again! We don't belong here, they don't either!"

Abby backed up as he stood and moved close to her. "You can't honestly believe that?"

"I saw the error of my ways, was preparing for so much more when that stupid Murphy kid destroyed it all!" He yelled and hit the wall beside her, "I would have ruled this new world, a new Adam to name all things and see life create new life. Instead he destroys it all by destroying my Eve. I knew then that human life didn't deserve to live and when I leave this place I will send missiles at every civilization so they will no longer be a parasite on this Earth."

The Chancellor's eyes widened and she nodded, "there is nothing I can do for you Thelonious, you have to die for your crimes. You nearly killed everyone at our camp, the missile narrowly avoided us because of a defective error in it. Because of that I can't ask Clarke to give you mercy, the only way to make you stop this madness is to stop you."

He went to grab her but a strong arm pulled him back and to the floor. Abby looked over at Ryder as the warrior towered over Jaha. "You do not touch the Nomon kom kwin."

"Thank you Ryder." The warrior merely nodded and held out an arm as if encouraging her to go ahead of him. He looked down at Jaha once before throwing down a small cloth bundle, bread and dried meat spilled out of it. With that the warrior and Abby both left the mad man in the cell.

A/N: That was the one and only time you will get something smutty, sorry.

Next: Jaha faces his trial and undergoes punishment.

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Author's Note: I want to thank everyone for the lovely reviews and support through this writing and the patience at getting chapters up (unlike some of the other fandoms that ask why I haven't post if I'm late by a day). This story is a break from my university work and classes, I enjoy writing when I need a break and the love and support you give me is insanely wonderful. So once again thank you.