Commander's Promise

{Author’s Notes:

Ok just a few things to say real fast. First off, I read a fanfiction once where Lexa allowed herself to get captured by the Skaikru and stuff, she escaped with Clarke’s help, and while reading that fic this popped into my head. So I can’t take all the credit of this being officially mine. I wrote this fic, but the original idea was basically someone else. It just didn’t go the way I wanted it to so.. XD lol. This is a One-Shot as well. Enjoy}

“We’ve got to go now if we don’t want to get caught Clarke!” Bellamy hissed at her, his eyes darting around the outside of the cell.

“I know, I know.” Clarke muttered under breathe. Clarke kneeled down beside the young grounder that was locked in chains. Clarke looked at her up and down. She had a few bruises here and there but nothing too serious. “C’mon Lexa, we’re getting you out.”

“Clarke, you can not.” Lexa whispered. “You will get in trouble for helping me.” She watched the blonde unshackle her.

“I don’t care.” Clarke muttered, thinking about the last couple of weeks. Just a little over three weeks ago the Ark had finally touched down. The rest of the 100 had reunited with the Ark and together they had built Camp Jaha. The first few days were mostly peaceful, until they found out they weren’t alone on the ground. One of the guards had found a girl not to far away from the Ark and captured her. They soon realized that she couldn’t understand them and couldn’t speak English.

She spent two days in a cell before Clarke had barged in, demanding that the girl be free. She looked like she couldn’t hurt a fly; Clarke had said. The counsel had reluctantly agreed and the girl had stayed in Clarke’s quarters. Unbeknownst to them Lexa was the Commander of the Trikru, what the Arkers and the 100 called Grounders. This was one thing that Lexa had not told Clarke. Lexa had allowed herself to get captured by the Skaikru to spy on them, see how they worked. Lexa had come to trust no one so far, except for Clarke. Clarke befriended the girl, and after a week she found out the girl could speak English. She revealed her name to be Lexa and told Clarke she didn’t trust anyone at the camp except Clarke. Clarke felt relief and promised not to tell anyone about Lexa speaking English. The two became close, close friends.

It wasn’t until just a few days ago, when Clarke overheard her mother and the rest of the counsel about Lexa’s fate, that Clarke decided to bust Lexa out. There was something Lexa wasn’t telling the counsel, so they were going to torture the girl until questions were answered. Clarke knew the answers to their questions, but swore to Lexa that she wouldn’t tell them. Lexa had told the blonde that all would be revealed to everyone soon enough. Clarke had nodded and told her two closest friends, the Blake siblings, about busting Lexa out.

“Clarke!” Clarke was brought out of her thoughts by Octavia, the younger of the two Blakes, walking in. “It’s now or never.” Clarke nodded and helped Lexa up.

“We’re getting you out of here Lexa, doesn’t matter what you say.” Clarke stated as she grabbed her hand and walked the brunette out. Lexa sighed, knowing she couldn’t persuade the girl anymore. She had come to learn that Clarke was very stubborn when she wanted something done. Though this didn’t stop Lexa from worrying about the consequences that Clarke would face if they were to get caught. With the Trikru, helping a prisoner escape was punishible by death. Lexa was pretty sure they wouldn’t kill Clarke; she was the Chancellor's daughter after all, but Clarke could still receive a harsh punishment.

Clarke lead Lexa through the halls of the Ark, Octavia trailing behind her. They turned another hallway and saw Bellamy.

“Took you long enough.” Bellamy whispered. “So far all clear, but the guards will changing shifts in less than ten. She needs to be gone by then, but they won’t realise she’s gone till morning.” He reassured them. Clarke nodded at him, thankful. He turned and walked to the Ark’s entrance and glanced outside once more before waving his hand forward. Clarke moved to follow him, hand still holding onto Lexa’s. She turned her head a bit and gave Lexa and small smile.