Hope - Clarke & Madi || The 100

VII

Another tear made its way down her cheek. It had been six years and although she tried to tell herself otherwise, she still wasn't truly over her. That bullet, it had been meant for her. She should've taken it. If she hadn't been in that room, Lexa would still be alive.

"Something's bothering you," Madi said when she pulled back from the hug.

Clarke frowned, asking herself if Madi knew what was going on in her mind or if she somehow just guessed. It didn't matter anyway. "She should've died in a fight, defending her people. Fighting for peace. If I hadn't been there..."

"Something different would've happened," Madi completed the sentence. "If Titus hadn't been there, maybe nothing would've happened. If Murphy hadn't been there, Titus wouldn't have been there. If Lexa wouldn't have been there, who knows. Maybe she would've set the room on fire by lighting too many candles and wouldn't be able to escape on time." Clarke somehow managed to chuckle despite her sadness. "Don't blame yourself for something that isn't your fault."

"Thank you, Madi." She wondered where the girl got that wisdom from. It was no surprise she was Lexa's sister. She sighed and then looked up at the sky. It was dark enough for them to see the stars now. Suddenly, she got an idea. She laid down and gestured for Madi to do the same thing. She took in the beautiful sight of which she could never get enough, no matter how often she saw it. "Do you see that bright star up there? It's the brightest we can see tonight." She pointed in the direction the star was.

Madi followed her arm. "Sha, I see it."

"No move your eyes a little to the right. There's another bright star." She wondered how far away the star was. It seemed so little. A little glowing dot in the dark sky between thousands of even smaller glowing dots. Still, this one was special to her. "That's Lexa's."

"Really?" Madi said in a soft voice. "How do you know?"

Clarke turned her head to Madi. The girl did the same, facing Clarke. "I never noticed it before..." She couldn't say it out loud. Not after thinking about her so much. "Before that day. I don't think it was there before. And it's so bright. It can only be Lexa's."

She didn't know if she actually believed it but she knew that if she kept saying it to herself, even though she knew it maybe wasn't the truth, it would become its own truth. "She's watching over us all the time. Every step we take, she's there by our sides. And she always will be."

"But we can't see the stars during the day," Madi said and frowned.

Clarke shook her head although it was barely noticeable because she was lying on her side. "That doesn't mean they're not there. The stars are always there. They're just overshadowed by a brighter light during the day."

Madi smiled and looked at the stars again. "But that wasn't the whole story, was it? What about badass afterlife Lexa?"

"You're right. But I'm tired. I had to wait to see her again, so you will have to too. I'll tell you the story tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay," she agreed and pulled one of the furs Clarke had brought over herself. "Reshop (Goodnight)."

"Reshop, Madi," she smiled and kissed her temple.

Clarke laid down too. Soon, she heard a steady breathing next to her and knew Madi had fallen asleep. She took in the sight of the stars one last time for tonight, knowing she wouldn't be able to see them anymore when she woke up. Maybe one of those stars was the Ark. She didn't know. She lost track of where the Ark was standing a long time ago.

It didn't matter anyway. She just hoped her friends were safe. She would try to make contact with them again tomorrow. Maybe they figured out a way to respond and she could finally talk to them. Maybe they would even come down again. Maybe tomorrow was the day she had waited for so long.

She felt her hands being cold and put them in the pockets of her jacket. Her left hand felt something hard. A little box. It was about a finger length long and half of that size in width. It wasn't thick, maybe two centimeters. Clarke knew what it was immediately and pulled the familiar item out of her pocket. She couldn't quite make out the painting in the light of the fire. Not that it mattered. She knew the cover was decorated by a skull. She knew because she had seen it so often. She shoved the cover off of the box and picked up the flame. She hadn't touched it in a long time, too afraid of her own feelings. She could feel the carvings in it. The infinity sign and the lines around it. She always had it with her. She was always with her.

Her eyes drifted towards her star. Lexa's star. Clarke thought she could see it shine a little brighter for a second but maybe it was just her imagination. It was the last thing she saw that night before a peaceful sleep caught her, her hope still in her hands. The hope that anything was possible in this world. The hope that maybe someday, she would see her again. The hope that someday, the bunker would open again. The hope that someday, her friends would come back to earth. The hope that someday, she would find Lexa between the star.

A/N: That's it! I really hope you enjoyed reading this story. I surely loved writing it! Comment what you think because I really want to know! And if you're interested, I just posted a song I wrote for Clarke and Lexa in my song lyrics book. You can find the book on my profile and the song is called May We Meet Again. I actually used a few lines from that song in this story. It would be awesome if you'd check it out! 

Besides from a big thank you to everyone who has read this story, I don't think there's anything left to say so...

(I'm really debating whether or not I should do this because it's so silly and stupid and nerdy, but I'm a nerd anyway so I'm just gonna go with it.)

May we meet again!