Surviving | A Clexa AU

Chapter V: Batman And WonderWoman?

POV: Clarke

TIMELINE: PRESENT

The thing with memory is that when it's happening, you don't pay attention to it. Only in hindsight, do we realize how special it was. It was the same when I met Lexa. As it sat in her tent, concentrating on her wound, trying to keep her alive so that I can get the supplies for my people in return, I didn't think that right at that moment, my life was changing in ways I could not even begin to imagine.

As I watched Lexa walk out to the perimeter for the night's watch, I had a sinking feeling in my stomach—the same sinking feeling I got every time I had to watch her walk away, defeated by the thing she loved most.

I, Clarke Griffin, am the Chancellor. My friends tease me by calling me princess. I know that my people think that I am what is standing between them and the apocalypse outside. When the dead walks the earth, you learn to put your faith even in twenty year olds. Thing is I have achieved things that noone had ever thought I could. I have taken down one of the best soldiers to walk these lands. I have led a group of hundred people from imminent death to give them a fresh new life of hope and prosperity. I have walked with the dead for months, and come back alive. But the hardest thing I've had to do was to pretend that I like do not love Lexa.

"Clarke," Bellamy came upto me, as I stood there in the darkness, shivering. "You are cold."

He opened his jacket and gently placed it on my shoulder.

"I'm not," I said, without looking up at him.

"You ok?" he asked in a deep voice.

"Hmm" I nodded, pulling the jacket around myself, in spite of not feeling rather cold.

He placed his arms around my neck, and tilted his head to look into my eyes, "Hey, whatever it is, we'll get through this together. Okay?"

I looked back at him and nodded slightly, somehow feeling assured.

As Bellamy gently pulled me into a kiss, I gave into him, trying to avoid the gaze of two jade green eyes piercing through my mind.

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TIMELINE: PAST

"Why do you need so many candles?" Lexa asked me with gritted teeth.

"To warm and disinfect the water!" I said, slightly confused by her line of thought.

"But you are using up three of them...maybe two will do the job..." she suggested, sounding slightly guilty.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? There's a three feet spear lodged into your thigh and you're concerned whether I'm burning an extra candle?"

I heard a slight chuckle from behind me, and turned to see that Anya was still there, smirking.

"What?" I asked, irritated with the lot of them.

"Lexa is...a little protective about her belongings, blondie" Anya said.

I rolled my eyes, and turned around, getting to work on the wound. This was going to hurt, I thought to myself.

"Lexa...I mean Commander, I don't have any anesthetics with me, so I'll have to pull the spear out and it's going to hurt... So you'll have to bear through that, ok?"

Lexa gave a slight nod of her head, and leaned back against the wall, looking thoroughly unconcerned that there was a gaping wound on her leg.

I applied the hot water compress and set to work on the spear first, slightly moving it, trying to dislodge it from the flesh. I saw her grimace a little, and knew this wasn't working.