First of all i would like to thank all the people that have favourited and followed the story and to SiamPrisa and anna for the reviews, i had more time to concentrate on writing today seeing as its the weekend so this chapter is longer than the other two and i hope you enjoy reading it. :)

Thirty minutes after being returned to the same room she escaped from not so long ago, twenty five of those minutes were spent refusing to let their healer tend to her injuries, Clarke could finally leave it and explore the city. On her way down she saw Prince Roan being led away by Lexa and an unknown guard, chewing her lip she was torn between asking him what had happened to her weapons so she could find her own food and continue to refuse Lexa's help or come up with another plan to find something to eat just to avoid being in the commanders company again. Just then her stomach rumbled loudly making the decision for her.

"Hey! Wait a second!"

Three heads turned when she shouted, completely ignoring two of them she focused only on Roan as she walked towards them. "I need to talk to you."

Roan smirked at the brazen blonde. "What can i do for you ... Sky girl."

Clarkes eyebrows raised at the nickname. "Well ground boy ... When you dragged me with you to this ... Delightful prison which by the way was totally rude ...What did you do with my weapons?"

"Weapons?" Roan repeated looking confused. "You mean the blunt stick and tiny knife? I would hardly call them weapons ... they broke in your struggle, can hardly be surprising they were not crafted very well, practically useless anyway."

Clarke frowned. "I made them myself."

Lexa tried and failed to hold back a smile which did not go unnoticed by the blonde who yet again took her anger out on her. "They might of been poorly made but those 'useless' items helped me more than you ever did."

Feeling slightly better for wiping the smile of the Commanders face Clarke turned on her heel and left making her way outside. As soon as the fresh air hit her she felt better her anger slowly replaced with interest as she watched all the people go about their daily routines. She watched as a tall dark haired man stood in front of a stall filled with different types of clothing holding up a leather type jacket examining it carefully before muttering something to the merchant who shook is head, she missed the rest of the exchange as a small group of children ran past kicking a ball shouting and laughing as they played.

A delicious smell drew her attention back to the two rows of stalls and she made her way between them, eyeing the weapons, clothes and especially the food they held, an idea suddenly formed in her mind, turning to the closest stall she walked to the merchant.

"Excuse me do you have any work that you need help with?" she asked hopefully.

The old man eyed her appearence lingering on the cuts and bruises on her face before shaking his head. "No, i have no jobs." He then turned away without another word.

Slightly dissapointed Clark walked away, maybe this idea wasn't going to work either, she had been in the same set of clothes for days, her hair was tangled and scruffy and she hadnt bathed since she was captured and her face was covered in cuts, bruises and dried blood. She continued to ask for work at every stall she passed only to get the same reaction she had from the first merchant.

The next one was where the delicious smells were coming from, Clarke's mouth began to water at all the different meats and fish being cooked and placed right in front of her. "Can i help you?"

Clarke looked up to see a young woman about her own age with long brown hair and deep chocolate coloured eyes smiling at her. "Would you like some trout? Or maybe rabbit ... They are both delicious."

"They smell great." Clarke replied glad that she had come across someone actually greeting her with a smile and maybe a little curiousity rather than a look of horror. "But i have nothing to trade you for them ... Actually i was kind of wondering if there were any jobs you need doing? ... Anything at all ...I'll work for a few meals worth of food ... Whatever you can spare ..." Clarkes voice trailed off not sure if the woman was even listening anymore, she just seemed to be staring, after a while the silence started making her feel uncomfortable and she was about to turn and walk away.

"You are Wanheda."

It was a statement and not a question so Clarke stayed quiet not sure the reaction she was about to receive from this woman, she did not expect a plate filled with meat to be held out to her and even though it was really tempting she shook her head, "I have nothing to give you in return for that."

"You defeated the mountain men ... Ended the threat they posed to us. Many of us have lost loved ones to them my own mother included but my father returned to us thanks to you, hurt but alive. Now we do not need to fear for our families as we did before. This is what i give you in return for that ... Please take it."

When Clarke still looked doubtful the woman smiled again. "Think of it as first payment for the work you are about to do. My brother is out delivering our food about the city, he could use some help until my father has recovered, the boxes are a little heavy and he cant carry many which makes our working hours longer you can carry them while he shows you where to go. Sha?"

"Sounds good." Clarke said returning the smile and accepting the plate of food, popping a piece in to her mouth she closed her eyes as the flavours burst on her toungue she only just resisted the urge to moan. "This tastes amazing." she complimented grabbing another piece.

"Your appearence is ... Untidy, so we need to get you cleaned up before you walk around with our stock ... I also have some clothes that should fit you quite comfortably and i can braid your hair to keep it from looking so ... Untamed."

Clarke had never heard of such a polite way of being told she looked like a tramp. "I can't accept, thats too much."

"It is fine." she interrupted "i will give you one more meal at the end of the day and then you return tomorrow when the sun rises and work for another few meals, which is less than i usually give to someone working a day for me ... This will make up for the clothes and wash today ... Acceptable?"

Clarke smiled "Thank you."

As she swallowed the last mouthful of her meal which she had eaten quite quickly a small boy no older than eight or nine appeared beside the young woman, putting down two empty boxes, when he looked up at Clarke she noticed he had the same chocolate brown eyes as the woman helping her.

"This is Nathaniel ... Nathaniel this is Wanheda, she will be carrying the boxes with you now, watch the stall for a bit while i take her home to clean up ok?"

Nathaniels eyes widened when he heard the name Wanheda but he just nodded his head at his sisters request.

"You can call me Clarke."

The young woman tilted her head slightly as if considering the blonde. "Very well and i am Jade ... It is nice to meet you Clarke. Follow me, we wont be long Nathaniel." she added to her brother before walking towards the edge of the city where there was a cluster of medium sized huts.

They made the short walk in silence, Clarke wasn't really sure what to say and Jade did not seem uncomfortable with the quiet.

"This is my home just here." Jade stated walking through the doorway and waiting for Clarke to follow. "I will fill the bowl with hot water and get some soap and a cloth for you to clean yourself with, i will also find you a towel and some clean clothes."

"Thank you."

"Your injuries would probably benefit better from a long soak in a bath but it is only our Heda's home that has bath tubs, the soldiers need to them more to keep their wounds clean but i'm sure she would allow you to use them if you ask." Jade did not miss the way Clarke stiffened at the very mention of the Commander but did not push the subject.

"No a wash will do just fine."

Just under an hour later Clarke emerged from the smaller room looking much cleaner and happier, the new clothes fit her quite well, tight enough to notice that her figure was more toned than before but not so tight that it was uncomfortable. Her hair was now clean and smelled better thanks to the soap Jade had provided, she even managed to brush out the tangles though it had taken a while.

Jade raised her eyebrows slightly when she caught sight of the blonde. "Wow, you look like a different person."

Clarke laughed. "I feel much better."

"You smell much better too."

"It was that bad huh?"

"Let's just say i was glad to be walking up wind of you on the way here."

"And here i was thinking you were just eager to help ... Shall we get back to Nathaniel now?"

"Soon. First let me fix your hair, it makes it easier to manage in this hot weather trust me."

Clarke took a seat on the stool, tensing when Jade started running her fingers through her hair separating it in to different sections. "Relax it will not take me long."

Clarke couldn't seem to make her muscles untense, having someone standing behind her so close and not being able to see what they were doing wasn't something she was particularly comfortable with so she tried distracting herself by asking questions. "How long until your father will be better?"

"He was very weak when he was bought home ... The mountain men bled him many times, the healer thinks he will be ok within three weeks, he just needs plenty of rest for now."

"I'm glad he's going to be ok."

"Me too. Did you lose anyone to the mountain men? ... If you don't mind me asking?"

Clarke was silent for a few seconds. "A few of the people i came to earth with were killed by them ... And my mother and some of my close friends were hurt badly by them."

Jade sensed Clarke did not want to go in to further details about what happened so changed the subject. "The stars have always held my interest since i was a little girl, the night sky is beautiful. What was it like living among them? Was it as amazing as i would imagine?"

Clarke turned her head slightly making Jade tut and make her face forward again. "You need to keep still."

"Sorry, it's just strange that while i was up there looking down at the earth thinking how beautiful it was there were people looking up towards us thinking the same thing ... It ... We were all just in a big metal box ... Existing, everything was rationed and rules were harsh ...even the smallest crimes meant you got floated if you were over the age of eighteen."

"What is floated?" Jade asked quietly.

" ... It was our death sentence, you would be put in an airlock and sucked in to space."

Jade's fingers stilled. "That's horrible."

"That was life." Clarke shrugged. "If you were under eighteen you were locked away until you became of age and then got floated, our commander decided that all one hundred of us that were underage and had commited crimes would be sent to earth see if it was possible to survive here."

"You were one of the ones locked away? What did you do?"

Clarke didnt want to get in to the whole story about her father, she had already opened up about enough things to someone she hardly knew. Running her hand over her head she could tell it was finished. "Wow you weren't lying when you said it wouldn't take long, we should get back to your brother so i can start repaying you for all your help."

"Ok but we both know the truth as to why you wish to get to work." Jade grinned at the look on Clarke's face. "You can't wait to sample more of my cooking."

Clarke chuckled as she followed Jade back out of the hut.

Nathaniel looked up and smiled widely at his sister as they approached him. "We have taken a big order Jade, five full boxes to be delivered by the end of tomorrow they left a list of everything they want."

"You did well Nathaniel, dad will be proud."

He swelled with pride at his sisters compliment.

"Now let's try to get these boxes delivered before sunset ok? Nathaniel you carry those two over there with the fruit and berries, Clarke will you be ok carrying those five and then Nathaniel can run back for the other two after."

Clarke picked up the boxes Jade had pointed to and found she could carry them with ease. "If you put the other two on top i can carry those aswell."

Jade looked startled but did as Clarke asked. "Are you sure you can carry these, i would rather you make two trips than drop any of them."

Clarke nodded her head. "I'm sure, they aren't that heavy."

She noticed Jade still looked doubtful so she smiled reassuringly "I promise i won't drop them ... I wouldn't risk losing the chance to sample more of your amazing cooking skills." she teased.

Jade visibly relaxed and rolled her eyes at Clarke's over exaggeration. "Go then, i'll have the next order waiting for you both when you return."

Clarke spent the next few hours walking all over the city with Nathaniel who stayed quiet even though she had caught him staring at her a few times, she asked if he was alright but had only received a nod in reply, she had turned her attention to what was going on in the places they walked to instead, she noticed a heavy guard at the entrance to the city so running out the front gate really was out of the question. It interested her the way everybody traded there was no money changing hands as far as she could tell just swapping items for other items or favours. One of their deliveries took them to a corner of the city where lots of children were playing different games, many of the kids shouted greetings to Nathaniel who waved in return.

After the last delivery of the day where the food had been swapped for different medicine supplies, which Clarke insisted on carrying for Nathaniel, they walked back towards Jade's stall. When they arrived Jade passed Clarke a large wrap filled with different meats. "You have done well, we don't usually finish with deliveries until after the sun has gone down."

"Glad i could help, Thank you ... For everything."

Jade smiled and bowed her head slightly. "We shall see you here at sunrise tomorrow?"

Clarke nodded her head. "See you tomorrow ... Bye Nathaniel, it was nice talking to you." Clarke grinned at him and received a shy smile in return, with a final wave she walked back towards the main building in the city, she was tired and wanted nothing more than to get back to her room, eat her wrap and fall asleep.

An hour after sunset Lexa left one of the upper level rooms to find Titus waiting patiently for her. She raised her eyebrows in silent question.

Titus bowed his head in respect before speaking. "Heda. I had Ares follow Wanheda as you instructed-"

"Did Nyko see to her injuries?"

"She refused to let him Heda."

Lexa inwardly cursed at Clarkes continued stubbornness, "Has she at least accepted food"

"Not from us Heda but Ares reported that she did some deliveries for a local trader, she received food in return for her work."

Impressed with Clarke's initiative Lexa questioned Titus further. "Did she try to leave the city?"

"No but she was seen watching the guards at the gates, she observed them for longer than was deemed necessary."

"I see."

"She is returning to Jade's stall to continue working tomorrow at sunrise."

"Jade? Fintus's daughter?"

"Yes Heda."

"Clarke was covered in injuries and blood when i saw her earlier, they wouldn't of allowed her near their food supply like that." Lexa frowned.

Titus swallowed visibly. "No Heda ... Jade took Clarke to her home and when she emerged she was clean and had new clothes."

Lexa's features hardened, wondering exactly what had happened between them in the house, Jade was a pretty girl close to Clarkes age and she knew Clarke was Jade's type. "Really and did she receive anything else from the street trader?" she asked in a dangerously low voice.

"Wanheda's hair was braided but apart from that nothing else was noticed Heda."

"How long were they in Fintus's hut?"

"An hour or so i beleive."

Lexa's jaw clenched as her mind went in to overdrive, she nodded towards Titus not trusting herself to speak but he understood his dismissal."

"Would you like Ares to follow her again tomorrow?"

Lexa nodded again, turned and walked away trying to ignore the jealousy that was now coursing through her, she needed to talk to Clarke again soon and make her see that she was not the enemy. The only question was would she be able to make her listen?