Lexa and the zombie
When Clarke woke next, she was back in Polis. She was more than a little relieved to find herself unbound. Quickly scanning her surroundings, Clarke found herself alone in the room. This was short lived however, less than two minutes after Clarke shakily pushed to her feet, Ontari entered the room.
“Clarke kom Skaikru. You’re awake.” Ontari stated impassively.
“I need to speak to Titus.” Clarke told her.
“You’re in no place to make demands.” Ontari huffed.
“I need to speak with Titus.” Clarke growled, moving towards her. Ontari growled warningly at her before moving to the door and calling something out in trig. After a few minutes, Titus appeared and joined them in the room.
“Heda.” He greeted Ontari. Clarke felt an unfamiliar rage build up in her chest at the word. As soon as the man stepped away from Ontari, Clarke slapped him. Hard. The slap echoed around the room and Clarke’s hand stung. Titus and Ontari both looked at her in shock as a bright red hand print bloomed across the side of the flame keeper’s face.
“Y-you..!” Titus tried to say.
“That was for Leksa.” Clarke hissed angrily. Ontari watched the two closely, the voice in the back of her head laughing for the first time.
“Heda, what did you summon me for?” Titus asked, returning his attention to Ontari.
“Clarke insisted that she needed to speak with you.” Ontari told him calmly. Titus looked warily at Clarke, as if bracing himself to be hit again.
“It’s kind of private…” Clarke began, looking at Ontari. The young commander quickly took the hint and huffed angrily, claiming she has some meeting to attend anyway and storming out.
“Titus, Leksa said something about my soul being untethered and that you could help me fix it.” Clarke told him once the door was closed. Titus looked at her surprised.
“Clarke… Lexa is…” He began gently. Clarke shook her head.
“Not here. I know, but she’s there… She’s ok… I need to be there but I keep jumping back and forth. She said you could help ground my soul.” Clarke tried again, trying to keep her voice level. Titus watched her for a moment before bowing his head.
“There is something I can brew. But if it ties you here, you won’t see her again.” Titus told her. Clarke nodded.
“I know. I’ll cross that bridge when I get there.” Clarke shrugged. Titus looked at her confused.
“That means I’ll figure it out if that happens.” She quickly amended. He nodded.
“It will take me a few days to gather and prepare what I need for the brew.” Titus told her thoughtfully. Clarke thanked him and watched as he left the room. She laid down on the couch again and for once returned to Elyza with hope.
Elyza and Alicia were in the middle of breakfast when Elyza felt Clarke return. She could feel something different about the other. She was brighter, almost. Alicia raised an eyebrow at her across the fire.
“What happened?” Elyza asked.
“Things are going to be ok. Everything’s going to be fine… Soon.” Clarke told her. Elyza felt her gaze move to Alicia as Clarke spoke.
“Everything ok?” Alicia asked, sounding concerned.
“I guess?” Elyza shrugged. After breakfast, Elyza took Alicia down to one of the Z traps. From what she knew about Lexa and her combat abilities, Elyza was more than just a little curious about how well she’d do against the Z’s. What Alicia didn’t know was that Elyza had managed to procure a sword as close to the one she’d seen in Clarke’s memories as she could find.
“Today we’re going to try something different.” Elyza announced upon their arrival. Alicia looked at her cautiously.
“Alicia, I want you to back off and let Lexa loose. Lexa, I have a gift for you.” Elyza told them. She felt Clarke become more attentive as Alicia’s light green eyes darkened into the rich forest green of Lexa’s. Lexa’s eyes widened, lighting up as Elyza showed her the sword, her excitement growing as she was allowed to pick it up and hold it. Elyza stepped back and gave her room as Lexa took a few experimental swings with the sword.
“And what exactly do you want me to do with this?” Lexa asked, watching Elyza.
“Kill them all. I mean technically they’re already dead but like. Finish them?” Elyza told her. Lexa smirked and Elyza felt Clarke swoon and pine for her. Elyza watched in both awe and slight terror as Lexa made easy work of the thirty or so zombies in the pit.
“Damn.” Elyza exclaimed. She felt what was about to happen before it did.
“Clarke no!” was all she could get out before she was pushed to the back seat. Clarke rushed down to Lexa and threw herself at the brunette, who caught her in a one armed hug with ease.
“Like what you see Skai Prisa?” Lexa purred, nuzzling against her hair.
“Always.” Clarke hummed in reply, leaning up and capturing her lips in heated kiss. When they pulled apart, both outsiders backed off, allowing Elyza and Alicia back in control.
“Holy…” Alicia began, blushing hard and covering her mouth with one hand.
“Crikey…” Elyza agreed, having the same reaction.
“You liiiiked it.” Clarke teased her, making Elyza’s blush deepen. The two said nothing to each other as they returned to their camp. Alicia set up the fire again as Elyza double and triple checked their defenses.
Clarke found herself in Polis again, but this time she wasn’t alone. Ontari sat near the couch. She was deeply immersed in a book and hadn’t yet noticed that Clarke was awake again. She looked up and set her book aside when Clarke moved to sit up.
“Your people are very troublesome, Clarke kom Skaikru.” Ontari told her.
“I know.” Clarke shrugged.
“She truly cared for you. And you for her… It must be hard.” Ontari spoke cryptically, but Clarke instantly understood her meaning.
“I don’t want to exist without her. I lost a part of myself with her.” Clarke replied softly. Ontari fell quiet and returned her attention to her book, letting Clarke close her eyes again.
“Soon.”