Lexa leads me back to our tent in silence. I appreciate it, knowing I don't want to talk right now. Not in public. Lexa, being the amazing understanding girlfriend she is, doesn't ask about anything. I take the moments of quiet to try to sort out everything that's swirling around in my head.
We sit on the chairs in front of the small table, still not speaking. I wait for Lexa to break the silence, not wanting to do it myself.
"I am here, Clarke." She murmurs softly, running her thumb gently over the back of my hand.
That's what breaks me and tears start running down my face. The fact she doesn't ask if I'm okay like I expected her to because she knows I'm not. The fact that she didn't try to tell me that it will all be okay because she knows it might not be. The fact she doesn't try to tell me that my mom will be okay, that she will survive because she knows she might not. She just tells my she is here for me, and it cracks me open.
Lexa instantly gets up when she sees my tears and gently leads me over to the bed. She sits down next to me and wraps her arms around me. I bury my head against her shoulder and let out all of the tears I have been holding back today. Lexa murmurs out reassurances and comforting words, holding me close.
It takes longer than I expected for the tears to stop, even with Lexa's calming presence. I swallow and clear my throat, knowing that just crying it out isn't enough for me. I need to talk about it too.
"I might lose my mom tomorrow." I say quietly, my voice raspy from crying. Lexa nods, promoting me to speak again. "I don't know if I will survive losing her too."
"You can," Lexa says confidently. "You are strong, Clarke. Sometimes I think you are stronger than I am. No matter what happens tomorrow, you and I will get through it together. Okay?"
"Okay," I murmur.
"You will always have me by your side, Clarke." Lexa says. "I will be here to help you through everything, and I know you will do the same for me."
"I will," I respond less hesitantly. "Thanks, Lexa."
I snuggle up against Lexa's side more and she wraps an arm around my shoulders.
"You are welcome." Lexa kisses my cheek. "If you would not mind, you could tell me about your mom. I have found that remembering good things often pushes away the worries and bad thoughts."
"That's a good idea." I say and think for a moment before I speak again. Lexa waits patiently. "One of my first memories was with my parents. I had stayed with my dad at home all day, playing and having fun. Mom came home after a long day and I was so excited I ran over to her. I tried to kiss her hand but my tiny brain didn't connect right so I ended up biting her hand."
Lexa start laughing and I join in. "That is adorable, Clarke. How old were you?"
"Eight," I deadpan. Lexa looks at me with surprise and I snicker. "I'm kidding, babe. I was like three or four."
I continue telling her stories about my childhood until I get exhausted enough to nearly pass out in her arms. Lexa kisses my forehead and helps my tired self up. We take each other's clothes off until we are both just in our underwear.
We get under the covers and I immediately scoot over to where Lexa is lying on her back in the center of the bed. I rest my head on her shoulder and she wraps her arm around me. Lexa kisses me goodnight and we fall asleep quickly.
I wake up to the sound of someone walking near me. I blink open my eyes tiredly to see Raven in Lexa and my tent. I jolt, shocked. Why is she in here?
"Raven?" I ask sleepily. "What are you doing here?"
"Abby called and said they are getting ready. She wants to talk to you before she goes." Raven explains.
"Alright, I'll be there soon." I promise.
Raven waits, seeming like she wants to wait there for me. "Are you going to get up?" She raises an eyebrow at me.
"Well I'm pretty much naked under here. Unless your girlfriends are okay with you seeing me, you should wait for me in your tent."
"Ooh," Raven drawls, smirking. "Get it, Griffin."
"We didn't even..." I trail off and her smirk doesn't falter. I wave a hand dismissively, careful not to expose anything. "Never mind. Go, Raven. We will be there soon. Now shoo."
Raven winks at me and slips out of the tent. I turn to Lexa, who's somehow still sleeping. I guess yesterday was draining for her, too.
I kiss Lexa's lips softly and watch as a furrow forms between her brows. She stirs, moving a little and opening her eyes slowly. She lets out a little yawn and I resist the urge to say "aww."
"Babe, we have to get up." I say. Lexa groans and I grin down at her. "Come on, wake up. They're getting ready to come down. Mom is on the radio in Raven's tent."
That makes her wake up and she blinks against the sudden light in her eyes. I kiss her again before slipping out of bed. I begin putting on my armor as Lexa gets up. She pouts adorably at me and I stop dressing, letting her help me put on my clothes. I then help her put on her armor and we head out, hand in hand, towards Raven's tent.
"Get some sentries to good vantage points and have them where the Ark falls. I want to know exactly where they are." Lexa orders a nearby guard before we get to Raven's tent. He nods and bows to her before going off to do what she says.
Lexa holds the tent's flaps open for me and I'm greeted by Raven, Anya, and Luna all sitting on her bed with my mom on the screen.
"Hey, Mom." I greet her.
I thought we would get to the Ark falling this chapter, but apparently not! Next chapter, Clarke talks to her mom and the Ark comes down! And holy crap! We hit 100 chapters! Thank you all for reading and for your amazing comments! Stay awesome!
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The One Who's Fallen
FanfictionAfter Abby realizes that Jaha may use his executive powers to float Clarke before her 18th birthday, she and Raven scrape together a pod and send Clarke down to earth a bit before the 100 is sent down. This will mainly be in Clarke's point of view...