Scars to Your Beautiful (the 100 fanfic)

Chapter 45 - Abby Gets Schooled

"What is the meaning of this," Lexa coolly demanded, laying a hand on Rook to stay her hand.

"Moba, Heda," Ryder apologized quickly, bowing his head. "She charged in before I could stop her."

"My daughter was attacked and nearly died not two days ago," Abby seethed, glaring between Rook and Lexa. "She should not be out of bed cavorting about in nothing but her underwear!"

"I was not cavorting," Clarke bristled at her mother's tone but grabbed the extra robe Rook had brought. Putting it on, she continued, "Rook was upset over something I said. It's called comforting, mother. You know, what I wished you had done for me after Dad died instead of ignoring me for a year."

Abby slightly paled at the accusation, "Clarke, I—"

Stepping around Lexa to stand next to Rook, Clarke interrupted her, "Don't. Mom, you can't just barge in like you did. This isn't the Ark. We are guests here and rules we need to follow. Our relationship with the Grounders is strained enough as it is. We don't need to add to it."

"Clarke," Abby took a step towards the blonde, but Rook immediately stepped between them and growled menacingly, "Know your place, Abby."

Abby's face darkened as she addressed Rook, "I am the Chancellor, Ms. Michelson. You will treat me with respect."

Rook took a threatening step forward, twirling the dagger between her fingers, "Ai laik Ruk kom Trikru, Pakripa, Shila kom Heda en Skai Heda. If you were here as Chansla, I would respect the title. You, Abi Griffin kom Skaikru, lost my respect a long time ago."

"Em pleni, Ruk," Lexa coldly replied as Heda. "Abi kom Skaikru, you were not brought here as Chansla, simply as a fisa to assist Naikou. This still does not give you the right to enter my presence without announcing yourself. This is your only warning. And I am only asking you this once, why are you here, fisa?"

Abby blinked, feeling the aura of authority that emanated from Lexa. She quickly glanced between the three young women and realized she was vastly outnumbered. With an imperceptible sigh, she answered, "I would like to check on Clarke's injuries. Her wounds need to be cleaned and rebandaged."

"Klark," Lexa grabbed the blonde's attention. "Is this permissible?"

I'd rather throw my mother out of here, Clarke thought to herself.

That can be done, Rook replied through their bond, sounding gleeful at the prospect.

Lexa leveled a stern look at Rook as she thought back, Your mother can be removed if that is your wish, Klark.

Shit, I forgot you could hear me, Clarke's cheeks tinged pink. No, I'd better let her look me over, or she'll make everything worse. After that, then she can leave.

Both brunettes subtly nodded as Clarke answered, "It's fine. We'll just be over here."

"Let me get you the salve and bandages, Prisa," Rook said, moving to where Nyko stored the salve.

Clarke sweetly smiled at Rook, making the girl slightly blush, "Thank you, Rook." She walked over to the cot she had been recovering on, "Mom, are you going to look me over or what?"

Abby replied in an angry huff as she walked over, "Of course, but you need to fix your attitude, young lady."

Clarke simply rolled her eyes and removed the robe, letting Abby instruct her movements. Rook set everything they needed within reach before taking a protective stance next to them. Lexa moved to speak quietly with Ryder as they waited. Much like Lexa, Clarke's wounds showed a vast improvement leaving Abby perplexed. Even if Skaikru had never experienced being attacked by wild animals before, Abby knew that they shouldn't look so good with the severity of Clarke's injuries.