Chapter 18 "Rest brings balance"
Lexa's POV
I am silent as I make my way back up to my room. I open my door, letting it slam behind me, as I stand behind my desk. Models and maps of previous battles littering the top. I take one glance at them and sweep my hands across the desk, scattering them across the floor.
As the door opens and closes with a soft click, I close my eyes. I feel her behind me as her arms wrap around me from the back, taking in her comfort for just a moment. Another situation that I can't help Clarke with. I am angry, so very angry, but it is not at Clarke, never at Clarke. I lean back into her as I sigh deeply.
Turning around in her arms, I pull her close to me, just breathing her in. I press my lips to hers, it is a sweet soft kiss. As I pull back, I look into her eyes and say, "Come my love. Let's go eat dinner and then we will rest."
I know she is not ready to talk about the dark emotions swirling in her eyes and I will not ever make her. She will talk to me when she is ready. I have no doubt about her ability to beat Bellamy, but any number of things can go wrong in a fight, especially one to the death. She nods her head and we head to the dining room. I am sure that her sisters will be there and they will want to discuss the matters at hand.
The dining room is full, all of Clarke's sisters and our friends, just as I knew it would be. As we take our seats all talk stops, the room going silent. As we all finish eating, the room has grown more tense by the moment. It is Raven that speaks first, "I wish I was a warrior and I could take your place." She says.
"No one can take my place. I have been challenged and it is my strength that is in question, in the eyes of the people." Clarke tells them.
"That does not mean that you can not receive intel before the fight." Octavia says.
Lincoln looks up and says, "Bellamy dislocated his shoulder in the mountain and then again in the attack in Clarke's room."
"I have noticed he favours his right knee." Indra says.
"I am not sure how bad it was, but he hurt it during training on the Ark. Since then it has bothered him; though he tries to keep that hidden from others." Octavia says.
They are all trying to help Clarke, but I can see the anguish in her eyes. This is one of the hardest kills she has had to make in either timeline. She has to kill someone who is like a brother to her, even though he is not who people believed he was.
It is still a difficult thing. It is probably just as difficult for the others as it is Clarke, especially Octavia. I turn to Octavia and ask, "How are you doing? I know this has to be hard on you."
Octavia closes her eyes for a moment and when she opens them she says, "It is hard, but he will never change or give up. I have now watched my mother die two times, because of his actions. Many others will be hurt or lose their lives if he stays alive. I will never allow that to happen. The massacre in the last timeline still haunts me to this day. If I am also being completely honest, I wish I could be the one to put him down. I owe it to my mother, but he had made it to where I can't even do that."
Octavia's words have me thinking. I look at Clarke and I can tell she is thinking the same thing that I am. I won't tell Octavia what we are thinking, because I won't get her hopes up if things go differently than we hope.
I know Clarke will defeat him, for I have seen them both fight. The question that lingers in my mind is how Bellamy's cowardly ways will affect the fight. How badly will Clarke be injured. I am not naive enough to think that she will come out of it unscathed. I hate to think of her hurt, but know that her spirit will stay where it is.
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