Chapter 2
Clarke laughed out loud as she watched Octavia threw her arms on Lexa, hugging her tightly while sobbing hard.
Levitt was about to pull her away but Miller stopped him, laughing and saying, "Let the samurai be stupid."
Lexa just stood there, maintaining her balance and looking at Clarke, asking for help but the blonde just shrugged and continued laughing.
"I'm sorry for hating you. I'm sorry." Octavia cried out loud, apologizing all over again.
Lexa just sighed, patting the girl's back. "It's alright, Octavia."
Clarke just shook her head, chuckling, while still watching Lexa trying her best to push Octavia but the younger's hug just gets tighter.
"She's definitely gonna regret this tomorrow." Raven said, referring to Octavia as she sat beside Clarke, holding a cup of moonshine they took from the bunker.
"She definitely will."
Raven's gaze catches on Lexa. "Your girl still not drunk?
Clarke simply shook her head. "She doesn't drink too much."
"Why? I mean, she should have fun."
"That's what I told her too." Clarke took a sip from her drink. "She said that she can have fun without drinking."
"I wonder what a drunk commander would look like."
They both snapped their heads to their right when a familiar voice suddenly spoke beside Raven.
Niylah scoffed like a drunk person she is. "That would be really interesting."
Clarke leaned toward Niylah's direction. "She's not a commander anymore, Niylah."
"I know but," she breaks away from staring at Lexa then turned to look at Clarke. "she still look like one. That's hot."
Clarke furrowed her brows in surprise. "What?"
Raven snorted with laughter.
Niylah grinned, amused with Clarke's violent reaction. "Don't worry, Clarke. I'm not gonna steal the commander from you."
"You better not." Clarke hissed.
Raven just laughed at them, shaking her head. "Easy, ladies. Don't act as if you two never had sex before."
Clarke's eyes went wide, turning at her. "How did you know about that?" she almost shout but she kept her voice low.
"Niylah is really really talkative when she's drunk." Raven replied, grinning.
"That was a long time-"
"Clarke."
They both jolted when they heard a sudden cold and hard voice, they didn't even realize that Lexa was already standing in front of them.
"Lexa?" Clarke immediately stood, stepped closer, and held her arms. "What happened? Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
Lexa stared at her, her expression tightened like she is fighting off any tiny hint of emotion stirred by Clarke's words and her worried face.
"I'm fine, Clarke." she tried to keep her voice firm but her eyes showed softness. She cleared her throat. "Octavia's looking for you."
Raven scoffed when she heard that. She tapped Clarke's arm. "Looks like it's your turn."
"Clarke? Clarke!"
Clarke sighed heavily when Octavia started screaming her name, Levitt's still trying to calm her but Miller and Murphy's keep on stopping him.
"This should be fast." Clarke smiled a little to Lexa, brushing her fingers around the commander's elbow before she left to go to Octavia.
Raven laughed as she watch Octavia literally jumped on Clarke, making them almost fell. Good thing's Echo's fast enough to hold Clarke still.
"Raven."
"Yes?" she glanced up to Lexa while still grinning.
"Jordan's looking for you. He said he might need some help from the machine he found at the bunker."
"Yeah, sure." she scrambled up, holding her cup then she leave. She's just a few steps away when she halted and turned to look at Lexa who's also looking at her. "I thought he's with Hope in the woods."
Lexa blinks rapidly. "He just came back."
"Oh." Raven squinted her eyes at her. Then she glanced at Niylah who's shamelessly checking Lexa out. "Okay." she drawled, still suspicious but she just shrugged it off and headed toward the bunker.
Lexa inhaled and exhaled a shaky breath, watching Raven slowly walks away. She almost got caught.
And when the mechanic's finally out of her sight, she turned to face Niylah, still, checking out her body.
"Niylah kom Trikru." Lexa called to get her attention.
Niylah glanced up, she smiled widely upon seeing her face. "Heda." her voice full will adoration.
"I am not your heda anymore."
Niylah just hummed while nodding.
Lexa took a deep breath. She knows she needed to bear with the drunk woman in front of her to get information.
"You and Clare were good friends."
Niylah grinned. "Very good friends."
Lexa's jaw clenched. That's enough to make her blood boil, especially from the way the woman said it. She knows what the blonde's implying to.
"How did you become friends with her?"
"Wanheda." she smiled, a normal smile, gone the drunk Niylah. "She'd been going to my trade post. I knew from the first time I met her it was Clarke, the Mountain Slayer. I knew she doesn't want to be recognized so I just went along with her."
Lexa nodded as she slowly sits down beside her, the tension between them's shaking off. "She wasn't really proud of what she did."
"Yes. She refused to talk about it."
Lexa smirked a little. "I'd expect not-"
"And then we had sex."
Lexa yanked from her seat, frozen, her back straightened. Her muscles tensed as she keep a death grip on the edge of log they were sitting on.
Niylah grinned, remembering that one night they shared, now it looks like she's drunk again. "She was so good. One of the best I had. It still amazes me how she can-"
"Niylah."
The blonde was cut off by Lexa, her voice as hard as the blade of a shovel.
"Sha, heda?" Niylah looked at her still grinning.
"It was nice talking to you." she said, jaw clenched as she stood and was ready to leave when Niylah spoke again.
"Wait, there's more." she giggled. "We did it again in the Ark when-"
Lexa shot her a sharp and dangerous look making Niylah stop from talking.
"Get yourself ready for tomorrow."
Niylah watched as Lexa slowly walked away, her hands tangled on her back.
Her brows furrowed. "Ready for what?"
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In the morning, Clarke woke up to cold sheets and an empty side of the bed. The sun is not up yet Lexa's already gone. She knows that the brunette usually wakes up early but not this early.
She was about to ignore it— maybe Lexa just went somewhere to relieve herself— when she heard voices from the outside.
"I told you, Sanctum's way is better."
"Shut up, Murphy. It's just the same with Lexa's torture."
Clarke's forehead creased with what she heard, fully awake now. Those were Murphy and Raven's voice.
She sat up and waited, listening to the voices outside, then she heard Echo.
"It's all set, Heda."
"Good. Bring her in."
The moment she heard Lexa's voice, she jumped out of the bed and made her way outside with a pounding heart, thinking that maybe they were attacked by someone— though that sounds impossible.
And when she finally went outside the tent, Murphy, Raven, Gaia, Jordan, Hope, Miller and Jackson are already up too, standing near a tree and watching a tent like they're waiting for someone to come out from it.
Her brows quirked when she saw Lexa standing right next to the tree and wearing her face paint. She knew there's something wrong.
She started walking toward the brunette in a rush.
Raven turned around when she heard a loud stomping feet and saw Clarke with furrowed brows. "Woah, easy there, princess." she stopped her when the blonde was about to get past her.
Clarke snapped at her. "What's going on?"
"Purification." Murphy answered her question.
"What?"
"Someone's getting purified."
"Who?"
Before Murphy could answer, they all turned towards the tent in front of them when Echo came out from it followed by Indra and Emori who are holding Niylah's arms like she's a prisoner.
Niylah squinted her eyes, banged up from last nigh while looking at them in confusion. It looks like she just woken up.
Raven snorted. "Lexa's scary when she's jealous."
Clarke faced her.
"Apparently, Lexa knew you and Niylah had sex several times before." she answered with a smirk on her face.
Clarke scoffed, rolling her eyes. "That was before."
Raven shrugged. "And after she died. Maybe Niylah really got into her head last night."
The blonde shook her head. "This has to stop." she muttered under her breath as she shoved Raven and Murphy and marches toward Lexa.
Lexa automatically smiled when she caught sight of Clarke who's walking towards her. "Good morning-"
"What will you do to Niylah?"
The brunette huffs. Hearing Clarke mention the girl's name and worrying about that girl makes her blood boil already. "She will be purified, as what your friend, John, suggested."
Clarke turned to face Murphy, frowning.
Murphy grinned widely while pointing to himself. "That's me!"
The blonde just shook her head in disbelief as she turned back to Lexa. "Why are you doing this?" she asked with a sigh.
"Niylah disrespect the commander last night." Indra answered her instead.
"I thought there's no commander anymore." she said, glancing at Indra.
Lexa blinked a few times. "This will be the last time." she answered in low voice, almost whispering.
Clarke almost chuckled with the way the brunette speaks, like a shy child asking for one more candy. But she just pinches her lips, reminding herself that Lexa was about to torture her friend.
"What did Niylah even do to you?"
Lexa didn't answer but her cheeks flushed.
"Niylah spoke of your past relationship with her-"
"Indra." Lexa silenced her.
And the older woman bowed her head slightly.
Clarke's mouth opened as she look at Lexa, amused. She let out a laugh. "So, this was really about that?"
"I told you she was jealous!" Raven shouted from the back.
Clarke stepped forward, and held Lexa's hand. "Come on, let's go back to tent."
"Clarke-"
"Indra, please return Niylah back to her tent."
Indra ignored her as she looked at Lexa, waiting for her command. Normally, she will take orders from Clarke as she trusts her decision but it's different now her commander is back.
Lexa just gave the older woman a small and firm nod while clenching her jaw. She can't fight with Clarke specially when the blonde's fingers are brushing from her hand up to her elbow. It is very soothing and she can't think straight with it.
Clarke smirked at Lexa when she saw Indra, Emori, and Echo dragged Niylah back to her tent.
She looked at the others. "And for you guys, go back to sleep."
Miller and Jackson just chuckled as they head back to their own tent.
Gaia grinned at Clarke. "That went fast. I was worried for Niylah's life for a while."
Clarke just smiled at her, lightly laughing as she watched her leave.
"Come on, man." Murphy tapped Jordan's back. "Maybe next time you'll see the grounder torture."
"There's no next time!" Clarke yelled and the four just laughed before they made their way to their tents.
Clarke turned to face Lexa. "And you—" she blanked for a second when she was met by the brunette's frowny and pouty face. She pursed her lips, suppressing a smile. "What's with the face?"
Lexa looks like there's a lot of things she want to rant but she just kept it in and let out a long and heavy sigh then shook her head.
Clarke couldn't take it and a chuckle escaped from her mouth. "You don't have to be jealous about Niylah."
"I'm not—"
"That happened before I went to Polis and after you... died." her eyes flickered, remembering those memories— how she tried hard not break down over Lexa but seems to Niylah noticed it.
Lexa held Clarke's hand and squeezes it when she saw the tears on the blonde's eyes. "I am here now."
Clarke nodded and smiled before she leaned in to plant a soft kiss on her lips. "Let's go back to sleep, shall we?"