A/N: Well I'm continuing on with these as they seem to be, being well received. I'm slowly working my way through them, however if there's one you'd like to see soon, just let me know :) Enjoy!
Bridge
Chewing her lower lip as she paced the bridge, Octavia tried to calm the nerves she felt. She was so worried that Lincoln's people wouldn't agree, that they would hurt him for trying to create peace. Hearing footsteps she turned to see Finn and Clarke come out of the forest.
"So this is how you pulled this off." Clarke glances from Finn to Octavia. The brunette raised her chin, "I trust him, Clarke." She spoke confidently of Lincoln. There was so much uncertainy in this new world, But her trust in Lincoln wasn't one of them.
Clarke narrowed her eyes, "There's a lot of that going around." Octavia glared, about to respond but Finn spoke first. "Someone's coming." Pivoting she looked hopefully towards the other side of the bridge. She caught sight of Lincoln and without hesitation she left her friends to meet him.
He was jogging towards her, she picked up the pace and was jogging herself, when she met him. Arms around his neck, his arms around her waist as he lifted her off her feet. Still walking back towards Finn and Clarke.
Octavia sighed softly, breathing in his scent, so relieved he was back, safely. She felt her emotions flip-flopping inside of her. She loved this man. It hit her like a tidal wave, she knew without a doubt that she loved him. He set her down, with a smile, taking her hand and leading her back to stand with Finn and Clarke. Octavia moved with him, even as she focused on trying to understand the new emotions that hit her so suddenly. But then again, maybe it had been happening slowly for a while now, and this was just the moment she realized.