Chapter 15

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Clarke POV

I haven't seen so many warriors in one place since the mountain. I'm on the way to my tent. It got set up near Lexa's, but since nobody, except my close friends, knows about us it's better if we stay apart until it's safer. Not that I like this decision, but it's the smartest one. 

I finally see the tent and enter. It's chilly in here. The weather warmed up the last couple of days, so I'm glad that my tent provides some cooling. 

Lexa's warriors have to be outside all the time though. She gave the order to increase the number of guards on the blockade. She also increased the number of warriors that have to watch the north for any Azgeda activity.

Looking at the situation we are in right now, it would be a disaster, if Roan would make an alliance with Pike, but since there is no way through to Arkadia it's impossible to happen. At least I hope so. 

I sigh. Being in this constant state of stress isn't good at all for me. I should be used to this by now, but I'm not. We just can't really plan anything. Pike and especially Bellamy are unpredictable. I don't know what they would do to the people I care about, who are still inside Arkadia. I don't know how far both of them would go, but since they already killed people, who tried to escape, I guess they would do anything. 

I still can't believe how much Bellamy has changed. From the caring person, who helped me to pull that lever in Mount Weather, to a literal killer, who would do anything for power. Was I really that wrong in his case? Maybe I didn't see the signs because he was my friend. Maybe I saw them, but ignored them because he was my friend. 

"What are you thinking about?" 

I flinch and look up. Lexa stands in front of me in my tent. 

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." She says with a low, but caring voice. 

I can hear the worry out of it. She knows by now that when I'm thinking like this, most of the time I'm overthinking everything and sink into toxic thoughts. I, in my case, learnt that I can talk to her about it. She listens to me, tries to understand and helps me. 

"I was thinking about what we should now." I answer honestly. 

I don't have to say more for Lexa to know that I am scared for my mum and friends. She comes closer and hugs me. I don't know how it works, but I immediately feel a lot calmer in Lexa's arms. The effect she has on me is incredible, not that I complain about it. 

If it's after me, I would never let her go. I love our us-time, even though it got so rare lately. I just can't wait when everything of this is done and everything can finally become normal for me and Lexa, but until then we have to settle for moments like this. 

"Any solutions or a plan?" She asks. 

I shake my head in her arms. I didn't really think about solutions or a plan, I only thought about how Pike might hurt everyone I care about. 

It's like Lexa heard my inner response because she pulls me even closer. 

"We will get them out of there." She assures me. 

"Clarke?" Someone outside of my tent calls for me. Lexa and I break our hug and just a few seconds later Octavia stands in the tent. She immediately freezes.

"Oh, I hope I didn't disturb any tactical talks." She says to us. 

Both of us shake our heads. 

"What is it Octavia?" I want to know. 

"The reapers woke up." She tells me. 

Lexa and I look at each other for a second. 

"Thank you for telling us." I reply on my way out with Lexa.

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