Chapter 5
It all happened so fast. Just that morning Clarke was the happiest she’s been since been on the ground. She was with the girl she was beginning to love. The next minute, or so it seemed, she was getting shot at. She barely moved over and was going to fight back, when she heard a small gasp behind her. Lexa collapsed in her arms like a rag doll.
“Lexa! Lexa!” Clarke yelled.
“Ai gonplei ste odon.” Lexa gasped out.
“No, no, Lexa you are not dying.” Clarke responded more desperately. She pushed the blanket into the wound.
“Move over, this is what she wants.” Titus said.
“Get me medical gear, anything will do.” Clarke told him.
“Stop, she doesn’t want this.” Titus said more firmly.
“Do you want to have the commander's blood on your hands?” Titus stepped backwards.
“Yeah, I didn’t think so. Go.” When he left, Clarke was able to continue trying to save Lexa.
“Klark,” Lexa said with all the strength she had.
“Shh, shh, you need to rest. You’re going to be okay.”
“What the hell is happening?” Octavia asked. She handed Clarke bag full of grounder medical equipment. “Some guy gave this to me and told me to bring it in. What the hell happened?” Clarke didn’t answer, instead searched the bag for anything usable. She found needles and thread, as well as tweezers and a pair of scissors. She cursed under her breath and got to work.
“Lexa was shot.” Clarke said, trying to control the shakiness in her voice.
“I see that,” Octavia responded in shock. “What happened?” She asked again.
“Titus shot her,” Clarke answered, threading the needle.
“That doesn’t make any sense, Clarke. Why would he do that? He’s loyal to her.” Octavia asked, still confused.
"He missed. He was trying to shoot me.” Clarke answered. She carefully flipped Lexa over. There’s no exit wound.
“Someone tried to shoot you?” Octavia asked. “Are you okay?” Clarke ignored her and cut off the bottom half of Lexa’s shirt. From the excess she it to used it to soak up the blood.
"Octavia,” Clarke said, finally looking up at her.
“Yeah?”
“Shut up.” Clarke told her. “Give me that bottle,” she said, pointing to the bottle of alcohol on the table behind Octavia. Octavia did without another word. Clarke pours the alcohol over hands, before taking a swig. “Lexa, this is going to hurt.” Lexa’s eyes went wide, but she didn’t say anything. Suddenly, Clarkes vision blurred. Her first thought is that she was shot too, or at least had some injury that was causing it.
"Clarke,” Octavia said softly. Clarke looked up at her. “You’re crying.” Clarke blinked a few times before the words set in. She could see the wetness coat Lexa’s stomach. “You don’t have to do this. You shouldn’t do this, isn’t there a law or something? Not treating loved ones.”
“Who else is going to do this Octavia?” Clarke asked, pointedly. “You’re not completely wrong though. Get a transport ready. I’m going to stabilize her and take her to my mom.”
“Clarke-”
“O just go. Please.” Clarke pleaded. Octavia, hesitantly, does. Clarke took a deep breath. Her care and love for Lexa slides away as Clarke’s doctor persona took over. She recoated her hands in the alcohol and reached in the bloody hole to take out the bullet. Lexa groaned, but stayed mostly still.
“You’re doing great.” Clarke encouraged. With the bullet out, Clarke pushed the rest of the cut off portion of Lexa’s shirt inside the wound.
“Clarke, they’re ready for you guys.” Octavia said busting through the door.
“One minute.” Clarke poured the alcohol over the needle and quickly, but carefully stitched up the wound. “Ok, tell them to get her.”
Lexa remained in a coma in Arkadia for the next month, and in critical care for the next few. Officials in Polis started the next conclave. They were sure that Lexa would die, or be tainted from the Sky peoples technology. Clarke was able to receive the flaim, with the help of Gaia, without killing Lexa. They defeated A.L.I.E. together. Afterwards they put the flaim back into Lexa, Clarke had had enough, even with only the short amount of time it was in her. Also, Clarke knew that Lexa would kill her, probably literally, if she woke up without it. It was returned to Lexa without a hitch, and her recovery came shortly after.