The Skai Prisa And The Heda

Chapter Thirteen: Awakening

No One's POV

After about ten more minutes of wating, a loud groan rung out into the almost silent room. The blood was nearly empty in the bag and everyone immediately crowded around Lexa, who was stirring into full consciousness.

"LEXA!" The natblidas and Clarke called out all of them looking intently at Lexa. All eight of them sighed in relief when forest green eyes fluttered open. Lexa groaned again and Clarke laughed.

"We're not all that ugly are we Lexa?" Lexa just laughed then coughed and groaned again. "Sorry, are you alright, I'll need to hook up one last natblida for now, then I don't think you'll need anymore blood. How are you feeling? Do you need the bathroom? Does it hurt anywhere? Do you need a drink? Are you hungry?" Clarke fired off questions in a quick succession while checking her pulse.

"Clarke. I'm fine. What do you mean more blood?" Lexa turned to her side and went to prod at the tube flowin out of her arm but Clarke slapped her on the hand.

"Do not touch that. You may be Heda but right now I am your healer, and Wanheda, so if you want me to keep saying to Jok (fuck) yourself to death, you have to not touch." Clarke told her with a glare. Lexa huffed and turned to the natblidas.

"What are you all doing here?" Lexa looked at them all waiting for answer. "I thought it was a dream." She continued quietly. Aden walked over to Lexa and sat next to her.

"We're here. Clarke has this tubey thing with a clear bag that holds our blood until the tube puts it into you. It helps give you blood so you can be here." Aden explained Clarke grinned and nodded.

"You've got it." She ruffled his hair and he swiped playfully at her arms, the general mood of the healers hut improved massively since Lexa woke up. "But these two are the only ones who have given blood. They seemed to have not told me when they started to feel unwell so that they could give more blood to you. Stubborn goufas (children)." Lexa frowned and turned to face them.

"I swear to the spirits when I get up I'm going to give you the biggest lecture of your little lives." She paused, "Thank you. All of you for coming." She turned to Clarke. "How long has it been since the dropship? It's all a little fuzzy." She asked, her eyes brimming with confusion. Clarke sighed.

"Well, its only been a few hours. Four? Five? I'm not sure." Clarke stopped there, not neccassarily wanting to continue.

"How the hell did you get them here Clarke. DO not say - " Lexa was cut off.

"I did it! I fixed the Rover! How are you commander heart eyes? You feeling alright? You gave us all quite the scare there." Raven came bouncing in cackling at first then calming down. Anya trailed in after her, holding her head. Lexa started off on one to Raven half asking more about the rover and half lecturing her for going off on a hairbrained plan led by Clarke who was clearly losing the plot when she made said plan.

"Are you alright Anya?" Clarke asked, ignoring Lexa and Raven's conversation. The natblida's were chuckling at how Raven would just blantantly chatter back to Heda and how Lexa just berated her back.

"Yes, it seems prolonged exposure to Raven makes ones skull feel like it being bashed into a wall." Despite the generals obvious headache, she was sporting a small grin. Clarke picked up on it and smiled.

"Come on, she'll want to talk to you. I needed two of the natblida's to give blood before she was conscious again. Their blood is truley a miracle. She's healing fast, she hasn't got an infection and she's even arguing with Raven. She should be unconscious still. I never really got to see anything like this in the other timeline, I know they are supior in every way, senses, strength, speed, reflexes, immunity but nothing to this scale. Her accelerated healing is nothing to laugh at." Clarke explained and Anya nodded.