Okay guys. I decided to keep the ball rolling on this one. I took a while with this chapter because I am quite busy rn and I didn't want to rush it and get it wrong. So I took my time hopefully I got it right. This chapter means a lot to me so please don't hold back on the reviews. Thanks for the tent suggestion from one of my reviews I appreciate it. I know this chapter makes it seem like this is the end of my story...BUT GUESS WHAT THE STORY FUCKING GOES ON! One thing this ship lacks is long big ass stories so after careful consideration I've decided to make this a LONG one so please everyone bare with me and join me with this ride we're about to take. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter it's the last one linked to the camping trip soooo. And please, please, please guys leave a review, a suggestion anything. A suggestion would be great especially with this long road ahead of us. Also more of Nate to come. Enjoy.

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She got out of her warm tent and limped towards the dull glow of the fire. It was just embers now, the fire was on its way out. Pulling her thin blanket tighter around her, she could just make out the silhouettes of the people asleep on the floor. But one figure caught her eye, just the person she was looking for. She recognized the brunette at the opposite end of the fire pit to the noisy snoring men. Lexa was laid on her side facing the embers, her head resting on her right arm, whilst the other was down by her side; inches away from her dagger just in case she needed it. She had leg straight, whilst the other knee was tucked up close to her body, probably to try and keep her body warmth in Clarke figured.

"You're feet are too noisy." Lexa mumbled quietly as the blonde slowly approached her from behind.

"Yeah well we're not hunting now are we?" Clarke whispered as she sat down next to the commander crossing her legs with her blanket wrapped around her shoulders.

Lexa didn't reply but repositioned herself so that both her legs were tucked up to her body and her arms crossed over her chest, chin down trying to preserve some body heat.

Clarke noticed this with a bemused look on her face "You cold?"

"Very." She mumbled.

"Come back to the tent with me then." Clarke said quietly as she absent mindedly reached over and started playing with the small hairs on the back of Lexa's neck.

Lexa sighed at the contact "No. But you go back though, I don't want you to get ill from the cold."

"I will go back..." The blonde retorted.

"Good." Lexa mumbled, teeth chattering. Although she knew she would miss Clarke's company.

"When you come with me."

Lexa responded with a deep sigh but didn't move an inch. Determined not to give in to the persistent blonde. She clenched her eyes shut tighter trying to block the sky girl next to her out, also trying to get some sleep and escape this eternal coldness. She felt Clarke's hand slow on the nape of her neck.

"Fine then." The blonde retorted with stubborn tone. The hand completely stilled, as Lexa tucked her legs up even closer.

"I suppose I'll have to go back by myself then." the blonde said in a playful tone.

Lexa could hear the scrape of the blonde lifting herself from off the floor. She could also hear the playfulness in the blonde's tone. "That's great news Clarke, now go to sleep." Lexa said in a sarcastic and dull voice.

With a smirk Clarke slowly sauntered as best she could with a sprained ankle in front of Lexa towards the tent, so that she definitely knew she was in the commander's line of sight. "Although Commander" Lexa sighed with frustration both the angry kind and somewhat sexual; she loved the way Clarke just called her commander. Ignore her Lexa. "It would be unfair of me to waste the spare space in my tent." Clarke continued. Lexa cracked an eye open at that and could only see from the mid-thigh down of the infuriating blonde woman stood about 5ft in front of her.

"I'm not getting in that contraption Clarke." Lexa was fighting an internal battle. She really did want to get into the tent but at the same time she didn't want to give in to the blonde that is driving her nuts and making her doing things she wouldn't normally do. She makes her feel young again like she didn't have to lead, like she doesn't have all the responsibility on her shoulders. Plus Clarke just tactically lifted her blanket up her legs, slowly revealing her, slender, toned, and slightly tanned legs; all whilst keeping her back turned to the Brunette knowing that Lexa is watching her every move.

Lexa's eyes darkened and she no longer felt cold anymore. Clarke dropped the blanket to the floor allowing it to swarm around her on the floor. Lexa slowly raised herself onto her elbow at the sight of Clarke with just a T-shirt on barely covering her behind. She's on her side, watching the blonde's next move with hooded eyes; almost predatorily. Clarke slowly brought her left injured foot behind her right and rubbed it up and down the calf of her right leg.

"Last chance." Clarke said as she looked over at the woman she is trying seduce. Lexa instantly looked up and locking eyes with blue ones. "Are you sure you don't want to join me?" Visibly swallowing Lexa gave it one last push of resistance.

"I..I'm sure." The blonde raised her eyebrows. "Clarke." Lexa added with finality.

Clarke turned her head away with a huge grin at the thought of her next plan. "Okay. If you say so." She slowly turned to face the direction of the other sleeping warriors, slightly disgusted with their open mouths and snoring. "But I wander if the other men are warm enough?"

Lexa grew tense as she instantly understood what the blonde was insinuating. With a heavy glare she watched as the blonde painfully and slowly put one foot in front of the other (even with her limp).

Clarke knew she had Lexa hooked as she heard the brunette tense up and the scuff of Lexa turning her body to fully take in the view of the blonde. "I mean its pretty cold. Hey here's an idea! Shall I ask Nate if he wants to share my te-HMPH!

The next thing Clarke knew she had been lifted up in a swift motion and was actually upside down over the Commander's shoulder.

"Over my dead body." She heard brunette mutter in the transaction.

"Oh my god Lexa!" Clarke squealed "Put me down." she said in-between laughing.

"No." Lexa responded with a hidden smirk as she made her way to Clarke's damn contraption of a tent.

Clarke just continued to giggle even when Lexa dipped to her knees, lowering Clarke to the floor over her shoulder to reach and pick the previously discarded blanket off the floor, before standing again and moving to unzip the tent.

"Stupid contraption". Lexa mumbled as she fumbled with the zip on the tent.

"Here". Clarke whispered pushing against Lexa's shoulders so that she slid off her shoulder towards the floor, though Lexa still keeping contact with the blonde's body, keeping her arms wrapped around her as she slipped through her grasp with her bare feet slowly reaching the floor making her a few inches shorter than the commander.

Clarke was going to unzip the tent, but was distracted from her mission, by the way Lexa was looking at her with such adoration and intensity it made her heart flutter. With the palm of Clarke's arms still resting against Lexa's inner shoulders and collar bone from her previous dissent.

Lexa lifted her hand that had been resting on Clarke's hip to slowly tuck a strand of hair that had fallen in front of her left eye, behind her ear; all whilst grazing Clarke's cheek with her knuckles. Subconsciously Clarke lent into her touch.

Both were lost in the moment; the serenity, the normalness, the fact that neither of them in that moment had to lead an army or make choices that they were too young to have to make. That no one had a weapon trained on them or that they didn't have a gun or sword aimed on another. In that moment neither feared for their lives, neither feared about tomorrow or the day after or the day after that. They didn't care about any other point in time, in history, about their regrets about their pasts about their future. Just the present. Just that moment. Because in that moment when they are looking into one another's eyes, completely lost; it's just the two of them. Just themselves. Just Lexa and Clarke.

Clarke crept on to her tip toes, ignoring the pain in her ankle. Bringing her lips to Lexa's. Clarke smiled into the kiss as she felt Lexa deepen it. It was slow and both girls were portraying to the other all they felt into it. Effortlessly their lips slid along each other's. Bringing herself back slowly, Clarke recuperated with an open mouth kiss which Lexa was entirely ready for. Lexa slid her tongue against Clarke's. It wasn't a battle for dominance. They were both just wanting to feel the moment.

Lexa eventually pulled back slightly resting her forehead against Clarke's. Both girls still had their eyes closed. Lexa had a tight grip on the blonde as Clarke swayed slightly from the dramatic increase of body temperature and loss of oxygen.

Once she had caught her breath, Clarke pulled her head back and looked at Lexa with uncertain eyes. She wanted to know what this is. Whether Lexa felt the same. She couldn't cope with loosing someone else she cared so deeply for. Not after Finn. Lexa noticed this expression.

"Lexa I-"

"I feel like I've known you all my life. Clarke." Lexa said as she sensed what Clarke was going to question. "And I don't think I'd be able to survive if you were too leave my life now." Lexa whispered looking deeply into Clarke's eyes.

The sincerity and intensity of Lexa's confession hit Clarke hard. This was Lexa showing her all. Making herself vulnerable. Lexa thinks love is weakness, but Clarke thinks the brunette has never been more powerful looking. It's all the reassurance Clarke needs. Bringing herself onto her tiptoes again she brings a slow chaste kiss to Lexa's letting her know she understands.

She quickly pulls away from the commander. "Me too. Now come on its cold out here." Clarke turns out of Lexa's grasp.

Lexa smiles. A wide teeth smile as she watches the blonde fumble with the zip. Clarke. The woman who she's been falling for for a long while feels the same way she does. For once in her life since becoming Heda and losing her parents she's content. She quickly wipes the smile off her face as Clarke turns away.

"It's still a pointless contraption." She states stoically. But the blonde can see right through the act.

"Oh come on stop being so stubborn." She chides pulling at one of the commanders hands. Lexa just smirks with a playful defeated sigh, following the blonde into the tent.