Love Is Weakness

Our Fight Is Never Over

Raised voices filled the medical bay as the council argued amongst themselves, each member trying to raise their voice over the others to make themselves heard.

I tuned them out as I stood in front of Lexa who was at the foot of one of the beds, staring at me defiantly.

'Lexa, I need you to take off your armor' I told her firmly, needing to get to her shoulder to see how bad the wound was.

'No' she replied stubbornly, having refused me twice already. I gritted my teeth in frustration and opened my mouth to ask again but I could barely hear myself over the racket behind me.

My mom had immediately taken us to the medical room when I told her that Lexa was injured, ordering a number of soldiers to restrain the four men and bring them with us. They were now all fully conscious and stood under heavy guard to one side of the room, my mom then having gathered the other council members who were now bickering constantly between themselves.

I had mentioned Gordans name quietly to my mom as a possible suspect behind the attack, she had then addressed the council with the prospect and needless to say it hadn't gone down too well, many of them not wanting to believe that it had been one of their own.

Turning to face the room, I took in the scene of chaos in front of me and decided that there were more appropriate places for them to sort this out.

'Everybody be quiet!' I yelled loudly, slamming my hand down forcefully on the small table by my side, the loud crash bringing the noise to an abrupt halt as all eyes turned to me in surprise.

'Now everybody leave' I ordered in a quieter voice, no need to shout now that everyone was silent.

'We can take this to the command room' my mom finally said, the council members slowly starting to file out of the room, still bickering as the four prisoners were dragged sullenly behind them.

'Find Gordan and get some answers' I told my mom as the room was clearing and she nodded in response.

'Don't worry Clarke, just get everything sorted here' she replied, her eyes flicking over my shoulder to Lexa before following the others out of the medical room, the door closing with a click behind her.

I took a calming breath once the room was empty, able to hear myself think once again.

I turned back to Lexa and fixed her with a pointed look, knowing that the councils presence was the reason for her refusal, not wanting to look vulnerable in front of them.

With a light sigh she perched herself on the edge of the bed and began removing her armor as I had requested.

As she did this, I gathered up a collection of things I might need to treat the wound, praying that it would not be to serious.

'It is nothing but a scratch' Lexa grumbled as she unbuckled the last of her armor 'I have lived through much worse.'

'I'm sure you have, but we might as well check it over just to be certain' I replied, pushing boxes of equipment out of the way to pull the bandages out from the back of a cupboard.

At first my mother had offered to treat Lexa though I had refused immediately, already picturing the mayhem that would ensue, not that the commander would ever allow that to happen which would only offend my mom. It was best for everyone that I dealt with the medical treatment in this situation and I wouldn't have it any other way.

Now that I had everything I could possibly need, I turned in Lexa's direction to return to her side, laying the equipment down on the sheets.

Now that her armor was removed I could see the shoulder wound that had been inflicted by the knife, it had pierced the skin fairly deep though luckily the armor had stopped it from causing any further damage.