UnderStanding (Clexa)

Chapter Fourteen

TonDC - ...requires preparation

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Clarke woke to the sounds of morning. She could hear children laughing and yelling while running about, their parents calling out to them and of course, the sounds of birds chirping. Her eyes were still closed but she could almost see warmth that surrounded her as she lay cuddled up on Lexa.

At some point during the night she had slid to the side, with half of her body still covering the brunette and the rest at an odd position on the floor. She was warm and protected still, laying on an outstretched arm with another hand holding onto her upper thigh which was laying on a warm stomach. She sighed and leaned forward to place a kiss on Lexa's shoulder but drew back quickly getting to her knees.

"Klark?" She heard Lexa's sleep heavy voice call to her as the brunette sat up, now alert at Clarke's groan of pain. "What's wrong?"

Clarke bit her lip as she pressed her hand to her side, pulling it away to see sticky blood on her hands. "I think I tore one of the cuts open." She hissed as she pressed her hand back to her side as Lexa leapt to her feet and quickly ran to the door calling for the closest healer.

Turning back with Nyko behind her Lexa gently helped Clarke to her feet so that she could lean against the table as Nyko got to work cleaning and stitching the one stubborn cut on her side that refused to stay closed. She grit her teeth, turning back to the door, eyes cold.

"Leksa?" Clarke questioned softly, shocked that she immediately stopped and faced her. "Where are you going?" She asked shyly, casting a quick glance to Nyko, who kept at his work, not paying any mind to the two women.

"Not far, I'm just going to summon Indra." She promised giving Clarke a soft smile and poking her head outside the door. Seeing Indra she nodded her head back towards the room and waited for her to step inside.

Indra knew her commander was angry, she could see it in her eyes, "Yes Heda?" She asked, standing tall awaiting her orders.

"We need to deal with the issue of Malik," she began, glancing back to Clarke. "She heals quickly, but the cut he made was deep. Deeper than it should have been for the trials and it bleeds still."

Indra cautiously looked towards Clarke, seeing the blue eyes focused on them. "As she was the one targeted for his vengeance during a sacred proceeding of our people she is the deliverer of his punishment, Heda." She knew her commander knew this, but she wasn't certain of what else to say. She knew what grief could do to people and the man was grieving, but he knew better than to handle it in the way he did.

"Has he shown any remorse?" Lexa asked, eyes looking hopeful but not convinced. Seeing Indra shake her head slowly she sighed. "She won't make the kill." She stated, putting her hands on her hips.

"I know, Heda. Perhaps if not for the trials and he attacked her for another reason..."

Lexa nodded, "I'll need to talk with her about it."

Indra hesitated only a moment before deciding to tell her commander what she felt she needed to know, "If it makes any difference Heda, the people are behind you. Even those that lost someone, whether in the ring of fire or the shooting. They already see her as one of us, as they do with Okteivia. The morale is high." She pauses once more, "Malik was the last of his bloodline and his anger should he be freed, will come at a cost to us."

She looked over towards the blonde who was thanking Nyko and turning to head towards them. "It will come at a cost to you." Indra held her commander's eyes a moment more. "Hodnes laik uf." Love is strength she said, before turning to face the blonde. "Klark," she nodded with a smile and left the hut with Nyko.