24 hours after final battle
Location: Clarke and Lexa's Room
POV: Clarke
She woke up to light shining through the window and the birds singing.
For the first time in years... the space in the bed next to her was warm, and full.
Lexa had her hair in intricate braids falling down her back. She was huddled up in the blankets breathing softly.
This was Clarke's heaven, her dream, it made her heart full and beat rapidly.
She scooted in closer to her little spoon and dug her head into Lexa's shoulder taking a deep breath to savor this moment forever.
Lexa's breath caught when she felt Clarke, she automatically woke up.
Sighing in relief when Clarke hugged her tight.
"Good morning my love," she said softly.
Clarke hummed into Lexa's shoulder, "indeed it is."
She let out a small laugh in response and rolled around to face Clarke.
"I never tire of hearing that sound,"
Lexa picked up her arm to swipe a stray piece of Clarke's hair back behind her ear.
"I want to hear that sound forever, every morning, night, and second in between," Clarke muttered.
Lexa leaned her head against Clarke's, "that can be arranged."
Clarke pulled her head away from Lexa and tried to grasp at what she meant.
"Wait... are you saying what I think you're saying?!?!?" Clarke grinned from ear to ear
Lexa smiled and nodded confirming her thoughts.
"Clarke Griffin, It would be a great honor if you would become my wife."
"Yes Lex! Yes!!! A thousand times yes!"
Lexa sighed and smiled she wouldn't have been able to take it if Clarke said no.
The pair stopped laughing and looked deep into each other's eyes.
"God I missed you," Lexa said with tears forming in her eyes.
Clarke whipped away the tears with her hand and moved in closer for a kiss.
The two met newly engaged with a fire burning between them.
Lexa pulled Clarkes hips closer to hers and slide her hand up her shirt in the back.
Clarke moved her kisses to Lexa's jawline and traced the different lines of her side profile.
She groaned under the impact and release of Clarke's lips on her neck.
"I love you so much Clarke,"
Location: Murphy and Emori's room
POV: Emori
"I can't believe you got shot! I'm going to go yell at Clarke right now for putting you in harms way!"
Murphy shook his head, "Emori, Emori... it's okay, i'm fine! See look."
He placed her hand to his heart so she could feel it beat.
"Besides... I wouldn't go in there right now,"
Emori looked at John confused... "What why not- Oh... oh I did so not need that image!"
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The Return
FanfictionA fan fiction of TV series The 100 SPOILER WARNING: There are some spoilers for season 7 Trigger Warning for the story: Torture, Blood, Death, In an alternate timeline where the flame has not been destroyed and is still in Madi's head. Madi stabs he...