Love Me Harder

Surfacing

ARKADIA

Raven was walking the hallways trying to relax so she could think clearly. Her leg has been bothering her more lately. She knew no one would notice her missing, feeling almost invisible these days. She loved computers, it was her expertise, but she didn't want to be tied to a desk. Computers were easy, they came naturally, although she loved them, there was that part of her that screamed for some adventure. Things like going on patrols, even taking part in helping to find Clarke. The dark haired brunette almost pinched herself. Blinking several times not believing what she was seeing. It was like Clarke jumped out of her thoughts and into reality. Did she just see her? This blonde resembled Clarke but there were differences. This Clarke was wearing black pants with a dagger strapped to her thigh, a black shirt, and a long black trench coat with a shoulder protector on one side with Grounder war paint around her eyes. That's exactly what the old SkyCrew Leader resembled, a Grounder. For a split second Raven had her fingers wrapped around a walkie talkie thinking that's who was there. She stood motionless as she watched this new version of Clarke hit Bellamy without hesitation and then they both disappeared into a room.

The dark haired brunette scanned the area to make sure no one was coming, hiding by the door trying to listen. Something told Raven to stay. Maybe it was Clarke's behavior or maybe it was instinct after the new leadership of Pike. He was making changes that Raven didn't particularly agree with. It made her miss Abbey, Kane and even Clarke. When Bellamy exited the room alone she knew whatever happened wasn't good. Bellamy wasn't the same since Clarke left. He was distant and under Pike's new leadership, he became cold. When he went past her, not even noticing her, she hit him in the back of the head with the walkie talkie. He spun around to face his attacker; she whacked him again, watching as he went down like a ton of bricks. She moved as fast as her leg would allow into the room. Her eyes met those bright blue ones for the first time in 3 months. Raven didn't have time to reminisce, she freed Clarke.

The Wanheda was guarded at first, especially after what just happened with the man she was closest to. When Raven started to free the blonde, those brown eyes locked onto hers, Clarke relaxed no longer on edge. She was crouching behind Raven as the computer genius creaked open the door to peek out. "Raven, what's going on?" Her eyebrows knitted together. Clarke felt like she was redropped onto another version of Earth. Who was this Bellamy? The Bellamy she knew, always knew, would never lock her up. He would listen, and together they would come up with a plan. This man attacked, or at least knew about the attack, on an innocent village. To top it off he defended the actions. The blonde felt sick to her stomach automatically clenching it.

Raven heard Clarke but didn't reply instead she opened the door wide grabbing Clarke's wrist. "Let's get out of here and I will tell you everything." She didn't face Clarke instead kept focused on the area ahead. Raven knew Clarke had to have a thousand questions; there was no time for a heart to heart. The tiny tech knew Pike changed things for the worse and without hearing from his second in command would cause him to send a team out.

The blonde said nothing as they stepped over Bellamy, who was lying face down on the floor. She couldn't help but think, good, at his current situation. Immediately feeling guilty for thinking it. They turned the corner; before Raven could do anything Clarke had someone against the wall her dagger at the person's throat.

"HOLY SHIT!" Terror in Monty's eyes as he stared at what he thought was the ghost of Clarke because this wasn't his old friend.

The dark haired brunette grabbed Clarke's arm facing her with wide eyes, "Easy there Commander Junior."

Clarke gave Monty an apologetic look. It was who she was becoming. Her defenses were up. Not just because of the training she started with Lexa. She was also on her own for 3 months. Being attacked was part of her new normal.