The Power Of Love. 1/4
A Clarke and Lexa (Clexa) fanfic story written by pure_ecstasy6
Rating: R18 - sex scenes and low-level violence.
Any and all mistakes are my own.
No copyright intended/none of the characters are my own. They belong to The 100/CW Network.
I hope you enjoy this journey between one of my many favourite OTPs as much as I enjoyed writing it =D
It's my first time (and probably not the last) writing a love story about these two so please be kind =)
Chapter One:
Could It Really Be So?
"I can't believe it until I witness it myself!" Abby said, taking off her Hazmat suit after having been woken to a loud banging on the bunker door. They had gone out to be greeted by a young nightblood.
"That nightblood girl seems extremely confident." Kane responded, as he began washing himself down.
"That grounder is a child!" Abby exasperatedly replied, joining her lover in the shower area.
"Whether it's true or not Clarke has a right to know." Kane spoke.
"I know." Abby sighed. It was true. She knew they couldn't keep this new information from Clarke. However, she didn't want her daughter to be heartbroken all over again if it wasn't true.
"I can-"
"No, I'll talk to her." Abby cut Markus off as he began washing her back. "I should be the one to tell her."
Kane nodded. "I understand."
Abby turned around in his arms, putting them around his neck, smiling. "I don't think I have thanked you enough for being here for Clarke and I."
"I think you tell me that in other ways." Kane responded, causing Abby to slap him on the arm in response, and he chuckled. "Come on, let's go and see Clarke."
Nodding they dried themselves off before exiting the wash room, and entering the main area of the bunker where they found Clarke and Niylah had finally risen from bed after having a few too many moonshines the night before.
As Abby walked closer to Clarke who was laughing at something the other blonde spoke scenes of when she very nearly lost her daughter flashed across her eyes.
THE ISLAND, FIVE YEARS AGO.
As Abby the bunker came into sight in the distance her heart rate quickened, and her bad feeling about her premonition about Clarke coming true got stronger and stronger.
The thought of it happening made her feel sick to the stomach. She knew she couldn't have stayed behind with Jaha and the others when her daughter was going to need her if this played out the way she envisioned it, and so she'd rushed around packing a bag, informed Markus what she was doing and of course he came with her. She wasn't surprised when Niylah came over with her own packed bag and they quickly set off.
Praimfaya was raging havoc behind them, they could all feel the searing heat.
As they got closer to the bunker she saw someone running towards the door from the other direction, stumbling over their feet, nearly falling over into the ice multiple times. She could see this person was holding a hand to the glass of their helmet. She knew straight away who it was, she could tell by the body shape and height, and her stomach dropped even further. "Clarke!" She yelled even though she knew her daughter wouldn't be able to hear as Clarke pulled open the bunker door, stumbling inside.
"Is that who I think it is?" A panicked Niylah asked from beside her.
The heat from the fire was intensifying and if they had any further to go it would start burning through their thick protection suits.
Thankfully they made it inside, slammed the door shut just in time as the loud roar of the flames tore around the bunker.
Not slowing down, straight ahead she saw her daughter collapsed over the table trying to hang on before falling to the ground, unconscious, nightblood oozing from her mouth and big blisters all over that beautiful face. "Clarke!" She yelled, her knees hitting the floor hard as she took her baby girl into her arms, her own body trembled at the sight of Clarke just like how it was in her premonition. "Oh god, oh no!" She cried, cradling her daughter. "No! No, this isn't the end." She looked around. "Get Luna's bone marrow. All of what was recovered from her body! It's in the refrigerator!" She yelled.
Kane stayed standing where he stood, unable to tear his eyes away from Clarke, and Niylah was doing the same thing.
"Now!" Abby screamed. She had to try. She had to have hope. "You're not dying, Clarke, you're not dying!"
Her scream jolted the other two into action, Niylah ran over and got the units of blood and an IV line while Kane helped Abby get the blonde up onto the table.
"This has to work. You've got to come back to me. I'm not letting you die!" Abby said, sticking a needle into Clarke's arm and watching as the dark coloured blood began to enter her daughters blood stream. "Come back to me." She said, leaning down and touching Clarke's hair, tears streaming down her face as she leant her head against Clarke's chest where she felt a very faint heartbeat.
"Mom?" Clarke croaked moments later, eyes cracking open. "Mom?" She cried.
Abby stood up, staring into her daughter’s eyes. "I'm here, baby, and you're going to be okay. I won't let anything happen to you."
"I'm here too." Niylah softly said, squeezing Clarke's lower leg, making herself known.
Clarke looked over and began crying but this caused her to yell out in pain, her tears falling over the horrible blisters that covered her entire face. She could also feel them burning all over her neck and chest. "It hurts too much! I need to get these close off, I'm too hot!"
Her daughter began trying to get up to pull her jacket off as she cried out in agony. "I'm going to have to sedate her."
"Where do I find the sedation?" Niylah asked.
"In the cabinet near the fridge." Abby replied, looking over to Markus. "Help me hold her down, she'll only hurt herself further if she doesn't lay down!"
Niylah came back over a couple seconds later and Abby put in another needle and watched as it slowly began to work as Clarke began to relax onto the table.
The young blonde looked around and suddenly smiled widely, holding out a hand to the empty spot beside her. "Lexa, you're here, you came back."
Abby's heart ached at her daughter’s hallucination, wishing it could be true.
"Oh no. Mom's got her serious face on." Clarke said to Niylah, the words pulling Abby out of her memory. "What did I do?" the blonde asked, smirking.
Abby sighed, shaking her head. "It's what you're about to do."
Clarke frowned, watching her mother closely. "What do you mean?"
"There's something I have to tell you."
"I'll go and get dina ready." Niylah said, pulling her hand away from Clarke's thigh.
"You don't have to leave." Clarke replied, continuing. "Whatever needs to be said can be said to the both of us."
Abby nervously looked to Niylah before back to her daughter, both looking incredibly worried.
"Is everything alright?" Niylah asked.
"You're starting to scare me, Mom." Clarke said.
"We had a visitor this morning." Abby started, and instantly their eyes widened. "Nightbloods have been making the rounds telling everyone that there is someone in a village not far from here who looks exactly like the Commander... Lexa." she stopped speaking, watching as the words registered in Clarke's mind before the emotions crossed over her face, tears welling in her eyes.
Clarke opened and closed her mouth. "Is... is this a sick joke?"
"My people wouldn't joke about this." Niylah said, an unreadable look on her face.
Clarke stepped down from the stool, her eyes blurring and her legs wobbly causing her to stumble.
Both Abby and Niylah caught her before she fell.
"Your heart is racing." Niylah commented.
"I need-" Clarke gasped. "I need some space." she said, pushing away from their grasps. "I need space..." she repeated, walking away on shaky legs.
"Did you want to talk about this?" Abby asked.
Clarke shook her head, reaching the door.
"I could come with you." Niylah softly spoke, wanting to be there for the young blonde.
"No, I need to be alone." Clarke responded, exiting the room.
Niylah opened and closed her mouth, watching as the other woman walked away.
"Just give her some time." Abby said, even though she wanted to go after her daughter just as much as Niylah.
Niylah nodded. "I'll start cooking." she replied, standing from the stool she was occupying and walked away knowing how much her world was going to change now.
As Abby watched the other blonde leave she knew they both knew Clarke wouldn't want to be eating after hearing such news, and Niylah was only cooking to keep herself distracted from what this all meant.
~*~
Clarke entered her bedroom and collapsed against the door. She covered her face with her hands as tears poured from her eyes, sobs escaping her mouth. "Lexa's alive?" she asked the empty room, unable to believe it.
Walking over to her desk where her picture of Lexa proudly hung on the wall she trailed her fingers over that flawless face. "Could it really be so... are you somehow really still alive after all this time?" she asked, staring at Lexa's beautiful face, the face and mind that had stolen her heart. She wiped the tears from her eyes and cheeks. "I'm going to find you." she confidently whispered, continuing to trace the picture. "I promise you that."
Pushing herself away from the desk she pulled out her backpack and began packing clothes.
~*~
Clarke found her Mom in the kitchen with Niylah.
It was Friday night which meant family dinner night. However tonight there was no time for that. She had to leave straight away and she knew her Mom knew this as soon as their eyes connected.
"We still don't know how safe it is out there." Abby said, concern evident in her tone. "It's only just been five years. The nightblood who told us about Lexa also said some of the Grounders who have resurfaced are still getting sick."
"I'll wear a suit." Clarke replied, but ever since she got injected with Luna's nightblood through the bone marrow transfusion she has felt different. She wasn't scared about resurfacing, she knew she was going to be okay, however she knew she had to keep her Mom reassured. "I'm going to be okay, I know I will."
Abby sighed.
"You know I have to take the chance."
"I understand, but it doesn't mean I have to like it." Abby replied.
Clarke smiled. "Lexa protected me in the City of Light. She'll protect me again until I come back to you."
Abby nodded. "I believe you, but I... I don't want you getting your hopes up." What if it wasn't true...
"I have to have hope, you know this." Clarke responded.
"I know, and I have hope for you as well. I just fear-"
"You won't lose me. The flame has always protected me and I know, I just know that the nightblood inside me will keep me alive. I can feel it, I've felt different ever since."
Abby took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves, before speaking. "We will meet again." she opted to say instead of the normal; May we meet again.
"We will and I'll have Lexa by my side just like how it was always meant to be."
Abby stared at her daughter who was absolutely radiating at the mere thought. She felt tears welling in her eyes at all the hope Clarke felt for the love of her life. "I can't wait." she whispered, cupping Clarke's face, trying to show her excitement over her fear of all the things that could go wrong. They embraced, she kissed her daughter on the cheek before letting her go and she watched as her daughter walked over to Niylah. To give them some privacy she turned away and busied herself to make sure Clarke had everything needed in her backpack.
"Don't look so worried." Niylah softly said, reaching out and took Clarke's hand. "You and I... it was always about living in the moment, enjoying ourselves... what is it they say in those books you read, no strings attached?"
Clarke smiled sadly, tears in her eyes. She felt truly horrible that she was hurting Niylah like this.
"Your love has always been with Lexa, you know I always knew this." Niylah said, wiping Clarke's tears away. "Do not stress or worry about me."
"Will you be okay?" Clarke asked, searching Niylah's eyes.
Niylah smiled, squeezing Clarke's hand before letting go. "Of course. I am a part of Octavia's crew now after all..." she said, winking. "Once I am back with her I'll always be protected."
Clarke slowly nodded, leaning forward to press her lips to the corner of Niylah's mouth. She pulled away a few seconds later, their eyes connecting again. They remained silent as no more words were needed. Everything Clarke wanted to say, to thank her for everything, she knew was conveyed in her eyes.
Niylah nodded, smiling. She knew what Clarke was telling her. "Go." she nudged the young blonde. "Find your girl and be truly happy like you deserve."
Just like before the door closed behind Clarke leaving Abby and Niylah alone once more.
The blonde pretended to keep her brave face on, to show that she was okay about all of this, but deep-down Abby knew it was a lie. The older blonde had felt much more deeply for Clarke than what she has always let on. "Thank you."
"She had to go." Niylah replied, knowing that neither of them could have stopped Clarke.
Squeezing Niylah's upper arm Abby, sensing the woman needed some time to herself, left and went after her daughter who was speaking to Markus, and checked once again to make sure Clarke had everything she would need for her journey before she watched as her daughter left to go out into the world on her own again.
~*~
A FEW HOURS LATER.
Clarke had stopped quite a while ago to take off the uncomfortable Hazmat suit and as expected she had been completely fine. She knew her Mom worried, but she knew how she felt inside; she was a true nightblood thanks to Luna.
A small village came into view as she began slowing down on the horse. "Lexa's here?" she asked, but of course her horse couldn't speak so she got no reply. A map had been left from the nightblood girl who, Kane had informed her, shyly left the bunker moments after delivering the news. She hoped she would be able to find the girl and thank for letting her know about Lexa.
As she got closer to the village her heart rate picked up as Trigedasleng was heard in the distance as they noticed her.
"There she is!"
"Wanheda, Wanheda!"
They were all so excited to see her. It was an overwhelming feeling.
As she and her horse, left behind by the nightblood child, moved through the quaint village as Grounder's flocked to her. They all looked shocked and relieved to see that she was alive, and completely thrilled at the same time.
Because it was all so overwhelming, that they had obviously been told lots about her, she knew that the words that had travelled to them were true even though she had been trying to tell herself the whole journey here that it couldn't be so when she had held Lexa in her arms as she died.
"Over here!" She heard a male voice say in English, and looking over to one of the TriKru in the distance she saw a little hut by the water.
Clicking her tongue and kicking the side of her horse softly the large animal began taking her closer to where the Grounder stood patiently. Once she got close she got down and tied the horse to a nearby tree. She then looked to the TriKru member and had been about to speak when the sound of the hut door opened causing her to turn around.
Her eyes straight ahead she felt so many emotions rush through her at the sight of the brunette figure standing in the darkened door way. "Lexa?" she whispered, even though there was some distance between them she could tell by the shape of that body who it was. "Oh my god, Lexa." she said, as the world around her became incredibly dizzying.
However, she pushed through these feelings and walked closer to the hut, and as her eyes connected with those familiar eyes she felt herself falling to the ground as everything went black.
"Clarke!"
~*~
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Rating: R18 - sex scenes and low-level violence.
Any and all mistakes are my own.
No copyright intended/none of the characters are my own. They belong to The 100/CW Network.
I hope you enjoy this journey between one of my many favourite OTPs as much as I enjoyed writing it =D
It's my first time (and probably not the last) writing a love story about these two so please be kind =)
Chapter One:
Could It Really Be So?
"I can't believe it until I witness it myself!" Abby said, taking off her Hazmat suit after having been woken to a loud banging on the bunker door. They had gone out to be greeted by a young nightblood.
"That nightblood girl seems extremely confident." Kane responded, as he began washing himself down.
"That grounder is a child!" Abby exasperatedly replied, joining her lover in the shower area.
"Whether it's true or not Clarke has a right to know." Kane spoke.
"I know." Abby sighed. It was true. She knew they couldn't keep this new information from Clarke. However, she didn't want her daughter to be heartbroken all over again if it wasn't true.
"I can-"
"No, I'll talk to her." Abby cut Markus off as he began washing her back. "I should be the one to tell her."
Kane nodded. "I understand."
Abby turned around in his arms, putting them around his neck, smiling. "I don't think I have thanked you enough for being here for Clarke and I."
"I think you tell me that in other ways." Kane responded, causing Abby to slap him on the arm in response, and he chuckled. "Come on, let's go and see Clarke."
Nodding they dried themselves off before exiting the wash room, and entering the main area of the bunker where they found Clarke and Niylah had finally risen from bed after having a few too many moonshines the night before.
As Abby walked closer to Clarke who was laughing at something the other blonde spoke scenes of when she very nearly lost her daughter flashed across her eyes.
THE ISLAND, FIVE YEARS AGO.
As Abby the bunker came into sight in the distance her heart rate quickened, and her bad feeling about her premonition about Clarke coming true got stronger and stronger.
The thought of it happening made her feel sick to the stomach. She knew she couldn't have stayed behind with Jaha and the others when her daughter was going to need her if this played out the way she envisioned it, and so she'd rushed around packing a bag, informed Markus what she was doing and of course he came with her. She wasn't surprised when Niylah came over with her own packed bag and they quickly set off.
Praimfaya was raging havoc behind them, they could all feel the searing heat.
As they got closer to the bunker she saw someone running towards the door from the other direction, stumbling over their feet, nearly falling over into the ice multiple times. She could see this person was holding a hand to the glass of their helmet. She knew straight away who it was, she could tell by the body shape and height, and her stomach dropped even further. "Clarke!" She yelled even though she knew her daughter wouldn't be able to hear as Clarke pulled open the bunker door, stumbling inside.
"Is that who I think it is?" A panicked Niylah asked from beside her.
The heat from the fire was intensifying and if they had any further to go it would start burning through their thick protection suits.
Thankfully they made it inside, slammed the door shut just in time as the loud roar of the flames tore around the bunker.
Not slowing down, straight ahead she saw her daughter collapsed over the table trying to hang on before falling to the ground, unconscious, nightblood oozing from her mouth and big blisters all over that beautiful face. "Clarke!" She yelled, her knees hitting the floor hard as she took her baby girl into her arms, her own body trembled at the sight of Clarke just like how it was in her premonition. "Oh god, oh no!" She cried, cradling her daughter. "No! No, this isn't the end." She looked around. "Get Luna's bone marrow. All of what was recovered from her body! It's in the refrigerator!" She yelled.
Kane stayed standing where he stood, unable to tear his eyes away from Clarke, and Niylah was doing the same thing.
"Now!" Abby screamed. She had to try. She had to have hope. "You're not dying, Clarke, you're not dying!"
Her scream jolted the other two into action, Niylah ran over and got the units of blood and an IV line while Kane helped Abby get the blonde up onto the table.
"This has to work. You've got to come back to me. I'm not letting you die!" Abby said, sticking a needle into Clarke's arm and watching as the dark coloured blood began to enter her daughters blood stream. "Come back to me." She said, leaning down and touching Clarke's hair, tears streaming down her face as she leant her head against Clarke's chest where she felt a very faint heartbeat.
"Mom?" Clarke croaked moments later, eyes cracking open. "Mom?" She cried.
Abby stood up, staring into her daughter’s eyes. "I'm here, baby, and you're going to be okay. I won't let anything happen to you."
"I'm here too." Niylah softly said, squeezing Clarke's lower leg, making herself known.
Clarke looked over and began crying but this caused her to yell out in pain, her tears falling over the horrible blisters that covered her entire face. She could also feel them burning all over her neck and chest. "It hurts too much! I need to get these close off, I'm too hot!"
Her daughter began trying to get up to pull her jacket off as she cried out in agony. "I'm going to have to sedate her."
"Where do I find the sedation?" Niylah asked.
"In the cabinet near the fridge." Abby replied, looking over to Markus. "Help me hold her down, she'll only hurt herself further if she doesn't lay down!"
Niylah came back over a couple seconds later and Abby put in another needle and watched as it slowly began to work as Clarke began to relax onto the table.
The young blonde looked around and suddenly smiled widely, holding out a hand to the empty spot beside her. "Lexa, you're here, you came back."
Abby's heart ached at her daughter’s hallucination, wishing it could be true.
"Oh no. Mom's got her serious face on." Clarke said to Niylah, the words pulling Abby out of her memory. "What did I do?" the blonde asked, smirking.
Abby sighed, shaking her head. "It's what you're about to do."
Clarke frowned, watching her mother closely. "What do you mean?"
"There's something I have to tell you."
"I'll go and get dina ready." Niylah said, pulling her hand away from Clarke's thigh.
"You don't have to leave." Clarke replied, continuing. "Whatever needs to be said can be said to the both of us."
Abby nervously looked to Niylah before back to her daughter, both looking incredibly worried.
"Is everything alright?" Niylah asked.
"You're starting to scare me, Mom." Clarke said.
"We had a visitor this morning." Abby started, and instantly their eyes widened. "Nightbloods have been making the rounds telling everyone that there is someone in a village not far from here who looks exactly like the Commander... Lexa." she stopped speaking, watching as the words registered in Clarke's mind before the emotions crossed over her face, tears welling in her eyes.
Clarke opened and closed her mouth. "Is... is this a sick joke?"
"My people wouldn't joke about this." Niylah said, an unreadable look on her face.
Clarke stepped down from the stool, her eyes blurring and her legs wobbly causing her to stumble.
Both Abby and Niylah caught her before she fell.
"Your heart is racing." Niylah commented.
"I need-" Clarke gasped. "I need some space." she said, pushing away from their grasps. "I need space..." she repeated, walking away on shaky legs.
"Did you want to talk about this?" Abby asked.
Clarke shook her head, reaching the door.
"I could come with you." Niylah softly spoke, wanting to be there for the young blonde.
"No, I need to be alone." Clarke responded, exiting the room.
Niylah opened and closed her mouth, watching as the other woman walked away.
"Just give her some time." Abby said, even though she wanted to go after her daughter just as much as Niylah.
Niylah nodded. "I'll start cooking." she replied, standing from the stool she was occupying and walked away knowing how much her world was going to change now.
As Abby watched the other blonde leave she knew they both knew Clarke wouldn't want to be eating after hearing such news, and Niylah was only cooking to keep herself distracted from what this all meant.
~*~
Clarke entered her bedroom and collapsed against the door. She covered her face with her hands as tears poured from her eyes, sobs escaping her mouth. "Lexa's alive?" she asked the empty room, unable to believe it.
Walking over to her desk where her picture of Lexa proudly hung on the wall she trailed her fingers over that flawless face. "Could it really be so... are you somehow really still alive after all this time?" she asked, staring at Lexa's beautiful face, the face and mind that had stolen her heart. She wiped the tears from her eyes and cheeks. "I'm going to find you." she confidently whispered, continuing to trace the picture. "I promise you that."
Pushing herself away from the desk she pulled out her backpack and began packing clothes.
~*~
Clarke found her Mom in the kitchen with Niylah.
It was Friday night which meant family dinner night. However tonight there was no time for that. She had to leave straight away and she knew her Mom knew this as soon as their eyes connected.
"We still don't know how safe it is out there." Abby said, concern evident in her tone. "It's only just been five years. The nightblood who told us about Lexa also said some of the Grounders who have resurfaced are still getting sick."
"I'll wear a suit." Clarke replied, but ever since she got injected with Luna's nightblood through the bone marrow transfusion she has felt different. She wasn't scared about resurfacing, she knew she was going to be okay, however she knew she had to keep her Mom reassured. "I'm going to be okay, I know I will."
Abby sighed.
"You know I have to take the chance."
"I understand, but it doesn't mean I have to like it." Abby replied.
Clarke smiled. "Lexa protected me in the City of Light. She'll protect me again until I come back to you."
Abby nodded. "I believe you, but I... I don't want you getting your hopes up." What if it wasn't true...
"I have to have hope, you know this." Clarke responded.
"I know, and I have hope for you as well. I just fear-"
"You won't lose me. The flame has always protected me and I know, I just know that the nightblood inside me will keep me alive. I can feel it, I've felt different ever since."
Abby took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves, before speaking. "We will meet again." she opted to say instead of the normal; May we meet again.
"We will and I'll have Lexa by my side just like how it was always meant to be."
Abby stared at her daughter who was absolutely radiating at the mere thought. She felt tears welling in her eyes at all the hope Clarke felt for the love of her life. "I can't wait." she whispered, cupping Clarke's face, trying to show her excitement over her fear of all the things that could go wrong. They embraced, she kissed her daughter on the cheek before letting her go and she watched as her daughter walked over to Niylah. To give them some privacy she turned away and busied herself to make sure Clarke had everything needed in her backpack.
"Don't look so worried." Niylah softly said, reaching out and took Clarke's hand. "You and I... it was always about living in the moment, enjoying ourselves... what is it they say in those books you read, no strings attached?"
Clarke smiled sadly, tears in her eyes. She felt truly horrible that she was hurting Niylah like this.
"Your love has always been with Lexa, you know I always knew this." Niylah said, wiping Clarke's tears away. "Do not stress or worry about me."
"Will you be okay?" Clarke asked, searching Niylah's eyes.
Niylah smiled, squeezing Clarke's hand before letting go. "Of course. I am a part of Octavia's crew now after all..." she said, winking. "Once I am back with her I'll always be protected."
Clarke slowly nodded, leaning forward to press her lips to the corner of Niylah's mouth. She pulled away a few seconds later, their eyes connecting again. They remained silent as no more words were needed. Everything Clarke wanted to say, to thank her for everything, she knew was conveyed in her eyes.
Niylah nodded, smiling. She knew what Clarke was telling her. "Go." she nudged the young blonde. "Find your girl and be truly happy like you deserve."
Just like before the door closed behind Clarke leaving Abby and Niylah alone once more.
The blonde pretended to keep her brave face on, to show that she was okay about all of this, but deep-down Abby knew it was a lie. The older blonde had felt much more deeply for Clarke than what she has always let on. "Thank you."
"She had to go." Niylah replied, knowing that neither of them could have stopped Clarke.
Squeezing Niylah's upper arm Abby, sensing the woman needed some time to herself, left and went after her daughter who was speaking to Markus, and checked once again to make sure Clarke had everything she would need for her journey before she watched as her daughter left to go out into the world on her own again.
~*~
A FEW HOURS LATER.
Clarke had stopped quite a while ago to take off the uncomfortable Hazmat suit and as expected she had been completely fine. She knew her Mom worried, but she knew how she felt inside; she was a true nightblood thanks to Luna.
A small village came into view as she began slowing down on the horse. "Lexa's here?" she asked, but of course her horse couldn't speak so she got no reply. A map had been left from the nightblood girl who, Kane had informed her, shyly left the bunker moments after delivering the news. She hoped she would be able to find the girl and thank for letting her know about Lexa.
As she got closer to the village her heart rate picked up as Trigedasleng was heard in the distance as they noticed her.
"There she is!"
"Wanheda, Wanheda!"
They were all so excited to see her. It was an overwhelming feeling.
As she and her horse, left behind by the nightblood child, moved through the quaint village as Grounder's flocked to her. They all looked shocked and relieved to see that she was alive, and completely thrilled at the same time.
Because it was all so overwhelming, that they had obviously been told lots about her, she knew that the words that had travelled to them were true even though she had been trying to tell herself the whole journey here that it couldn't be so when she had held Lexa in her arms as she died.
"Over here!" She heard a male voice say in English, and looking over to one of the TriKru in the distance she saw a little hut by the water.
Clicking her tongue and kicking the side of her horse softly the large animal began taking her closer to where the Grounder stood patiently. Once she got close she got down and tied the horse to a nearby tree. She then looked to the TriKru member and had been about to speak when the sound of the hut door opened causing her to turn around.
Her eyes straight ahead she felt so many emotions rush through her at the sight of the brunette figure standing in the darkened door way. "Lexa?" she whispered, even though there was some distance between them she could tell by the shape of that body who it was. "Oh my god, Lexa." she said, as the world around her became incredibly dizzying.
However, she pushed through these feelings and walked closer to the hut, and as her eyes connected with those familiar eyes she felt herself falling to the ground as everything went black.
"Clarke!"
~*~
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