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Gravity \| Book I: Amidst the Chaos	By : Prophecy Category: 1 through F > The 100 Views: 2331 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hold on, to me as we go
As we roll down this unfamiliar road
And although this wave is stringing us along
Just know you’re not alone
'Cause I’m going to make this place your home
- Phillip Phillips, 'Home'

Clarke finished folding the large pelt at the foot of the bed, fully aware that Lexa was staring at her back from where she lounged on the dais with a book. "If you want, I can draw you a picture of my ass for when I'm not here."

"That won't be necessary," Lexa said simply, her eyes following her around the side of the bed.

"No?"

"I have no intention of letting you not be here."

Clarke's nose was crinkled with amusement as she smoothed down the edges of the bedding. "No? So, if I just headed for the door right now, what would you do?"

Lexa smiled and slid a page marker into the book before setting it aside. "Probably tie you to the bed. The wall, maybe. Until you realized how wrong you would be to leave."

Clarke smiled as well, heading to the dais and straddling Lexa's lap as her arms went around her. "I might enjoy that, Commander Snugglebutt."

Lexa smirked, sliding her hands lightly over her lower back, just under her shirt, and running her nails lightly over her hipbones. "Trust me, you would."

Clarke ducked her head, kissing Lexa's throat softly. "Maybe we should explore that theory.."

Lexa closed her eyes and tilted her head a little, sighing. "Mm.. The exploring will have to wait until later. We have lunch with Skaikru." Clarke let out a petulant groan and traced her tongue lightly over the curve of her collarbone. "I know.. But we have to. Your mom's gonna be there."

Clarke's tongue retreated quickly and she made a face. "God, do you have to talk about my mom when I'm actively licking you, though?"

Lexa smirked and playfully smacked her ass. "Why do you think I said it? It's the one surefire way to get you to behave." Clarke pouted at her. "Go get dressed before I start talking about your mom again."

Clarke reluctantly climbed off her lap and opened the wardrobe, rummaging around in it as Lexa slid into her boots before walking over to her. "I've got to go down to meet the delegation. I'll see you in the banquet hall?" Lexa wrapped her arms around her from behind, kissing her shoulder.

"Okay," Clarke grumbled a little before turning to kiss her lightly.

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Clarke paused just outside the banquet hall doors, peeking in quietly.

Lexa was standing near her chair at the end of the table, talking with Kane and Abby, and Clarke was pleasantly surprised to see them smiling. Bellamy stood just off to the side, patting Lincoln's back as he laughed, with one arm around Octavia, who had both arms around Bellamy's waist.

Raven was already seated, and a very pretty girl with wild red curls was massaging her braced leg.

Clarke couldn't help it; she just stood there for a minute, overwhelmed with love for all of them. She swallowed hard and tried to pull her emotions together before walking in.

Like she had some kind of radar, Lexa looked over at her immediately, her face flushing a bit and her teeth working her lower lip. Clarke was wearing simple black bottoms and a lightweight black suit jacket over a button-down blouse that matched her eyes almost perfectly and made them look even more stunning than usual. She took it from Lexa's dazed expression and slightly hooded eyelids that she'd made the right call on the outfit, right down to the skinny tie she'd accented the look with.

Clarke smiled knowingly and raised her eyebrows at her briefly before Abby turned to follow Lexa's gaze. Clarke felt her knees go a little weak when Abby gasped and ran towards her. Clarke's eyes welled up quickly as Abby scooped her into a tight hug, and she returned it, crying softly into her shoulder.

"I'm so sorry, Mom.."

Abby hugged her with everything she had, cupping the back of her head, her voice choked up. "It's okay, baby. It's okay, it's all okay now."

Clarke buried her face against her chest, her eyes shut tightly. She hadn't realized how much she missed her family until that moment, and she tried to pull herself together as she turned away a little. Abby let go and rubbed her back lightly as she turned to Kane and gave him a brief hug as well. When she pulled back, she barely had time to take a breath before Bellamy slung his free arm around her, not letting go of his sister.

"Hey, Princess. Love the hair, it screams raised by wolves." Clarke laughed softly, hugging him back. She caught Octavia's gaze from under his other arm and Octavia offered a small smile, which she returned quickly, reaching out to give her hand a light squeeze.

Clarke pulled back a little, smiling at Bellamy. "So does that beard."

"See, Blake? I told you facial hair makes you look hotter and more dangerous," Raven piped up from the table as she pushed herself up. "Get that ass over here, Griffin."

Clarke laughed as she moved closer and threw her arms around Raven, who rubbed her back lightly and whispered in her ear, "Missed you."

Clarke hugged her just a little tighter, whispering back. "Missed you too, Reyes." They embraced for a full minute, Clarke's emotions tugging at her hard.

"Okay, okay. Jeez, enough of this mushy shit," Raven smirked as they broke their embrace. "Got someone I want you to meet." She gestured at the redhead who stood just to her side. "This is Luna. Luna, Clarke."

Luna smiled and put her arm out. "Good to finally meet, Clarke. I've heard a lot about you."

Clarke reached out and clasped her forearm in greeting, glancing at Raven. "Uh-oh."

"All good things," Raven reassured her, then paused. "Well.. Mostly."

"Oh, god." Clarke grimaced a little, then raised an eyebrow. "Wait, Luna? Lincoln's Luna?"

Luna chuckled softly and put her arm around Raven's shoulders. "Well, I'm Raven's Luna now, but yes."

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After they finished eating, Lexa sat more casually than usual, but her hands were still folded primly in her lap despite the fact that Clarke was running her foot lightly up and down her leg under the table. Lexa tried to keep her focus on Chancellor Kane's words rather than the thirsty look on Clarke's face, but it was becoming increasingly difficult.

"—and that's what we're asking for. Just a small, exploratory team. If the power is still operational—"

Raven interrupted him. "And it should be, the radiation won't have any effect on the generator or wires."

Kane nodded. "Yes. So we should be able to use the computer systems to regain access to all of Mount Weather's equipment. We'll have weather data, radar, surveillance, a fully functioning hospital.. There's nothing to be gained but benefit for all of us."

Lexa closed her eyes briefly as Clarke's ankle brushed just above her knee. "Uh—and what, exactly, are your concerns?"

Kane leaned forward, his hands clasped on the table. "Mount weather is still a sore point for many people. If it looks like Skaikru is colonizing it, we're concerned about backlash."

Lexa nodded a little. "There is likely to be some amount regardless of how this issue is handled, but the benefit seems to outweigh the risk in this case. I will issue an order authorizing your exploratory team. Octavia and Lincoln will go with them." She turned to Octavia. "Have Indra select bodyguards for the team as well. There is no need to take chances."

"Yes, Heda," Octavia responded, ducking her head a little.

Kane reached his hand out to Lexa, and she grasped his forearm in return. "Thank you, Heda. This will be a great benefit to all of our people." They both nodded as they shook on the agreement.

Bellamy nudged his elbow into Octavia's ribs playfully. "Look at my little sister, the big shot." She just rolled her eyes, nudging him back, and Lexa smiled lightly at their interaction for a moment before she let out a sudden and fairly loud cough.

"Heda, are you okay?" Octavia looked over quickly.

Lexa's cheeks turned a bit red as she sat back in her chair. "Ah—yes. Yes, I'm fine, mochof." Octavia raised an eyebrow and looked over at Clarke, who had a particularly smug smile on her face, then rolled her eyes. Lexa shifted in her seat a little, covertly swatting at Clarke's intrusive foot as she stood up. "If that is all, I do have other things to attend to today."

Kane nodded as he stood and grasped Lexa's arm once more. "Thank you so much for your time, Commander. Skaikru appreciates it."

Lexa inclined her head to him as Abby also stood and moved behind Kane to approach her. Lexa's breath caught just a little. She couldn't help but be somewhat nervous around Abby. After all, she was Clarke's mother, and if she intended to be with Clarke forever—and that was absolutely her intention—it would be much easier if Clarke's mother liked her.

"Heda, before you leave, may I speak with you alone for a minute?"

Lexa felt her throat drop into the pit of her stomach, but did her best to hide it as she nodded. "Yes, of course."

"Mom, don't.." Clarke whined a little, but immediately closed her mouth off Abby's look.

Lexa led Abby to the far corner of the hall, every nerve ending she had twitching. When they stopped, she faced Abby, doing an increasingly worse job of hiding her discomfort.

"I wanted to talk to you, not Assistant Chancellor-to-Commander, but mother to daughter's girlfriend—is that okay, Lexa?" She nodded dumbly, biting her lower lip. "Lexa, do you have any family?"

She shifted a little uncomfortably, glancing away. "No. Natblida children are brought to Polis when they are very small. My parents were killed by the Ice Queen shortly after I arrived here."

Abby studied her quietly. "I'm sorry to hear that, Lexa. Clarke told me it was mostly Titus who raised you. It must have been very hard for you to punish him."

Lexa's face grew hotter as she became even more uncomfortable with the conversation, but she merely nodded a little bit, her eyes searching across the room until she caught Clarke's concerned gaze.

"Clarke is a very different person now than she was when we—when I—sent her to the ground. In such a short time she has become so much more mature, thoughtful, even-tempered." Abby paused, taking a shaky breath. "Clarke was.. Never the same after her father died. She became so withdrawn, so angry. I felt as though I was losing my daughter, and it nearly tore me apart inside. I think you must understand that feeling."

Lexa brought her gaze back to Abby as she took Lexa's hand in hers gently. She nodded a little. "Yes, I do."

Abby gave her a small smile, still clasping her hand. "Then you must also understand what it means to me to look at my little girl and see the strong, brave, wonderful woman she's become. And I know that much of that is because of you."

Lexa couldn't even respond, feeling herself quickly growing emotional and swallowing hard. Abby didn't seem to require a response, luckily. "Even a blind woman could see how happy you make Clarke. I'm grateful that you have each other. And I want you to know that you do have family now." Abby affectionately cupped Lexa's cheek like she was a little girl, looking in her eyes and nodding. "Okay?"

Lexa couldn't stop her eyes from watering a little bit as she nodded back, her voice small and a little shaky as she responded, "Okay."

When Abby wrapped her arms around her, Lexa quickly hugged her back, trying to swallow back the overflow of emotions within herself. Abby just held onto her, rubbing her back a little bit with no intention of being the first to pull away. After a few minutes, Lexa took a shaky breath and subtly wiped at her eye as she let go.

Lexa sniffed a little, her back still to the room as Clarke joined them with a look of concern on her face when she realized Lexa was in a state. "What's going on? Mom, what did you do to her?"

Abby just cupped Clarke's cheek and smiled lightly before heading back to the table where Bellamy, Raven, and Lincoln were competing to see who could balance a spoon on their nose longer.

Clarke took Lexa gently by the shoulders, her voice soft. "Hey, Heda.. Are you okay?"

"I am fine, Clarke." Lexa paused to take a slow breath, composing herself. "Your mother is very kind."

Clarke's eyebrow went up a little. "Did she like, make you say that? You don't have to answer, just blink twice if she threatened you."

Lexa chuckled softly. "No, I promise. She just told me I was good for you. And that I was family."

Clarke slowly smiled, tucking a stray braid behind her ear gently. "As much as I hate to say these words—and if you tell her, I'll deny it—my mom is right." Lexa smiled, looping her fingers around Clarke's. "I think she understated it, though. You're not good for me." She leaned forward and kissed Lexa's forehead just above her medallion. "You're perfect for me."

Lexa smiled widely at the feeling that surged through her, from the center of her chest to the furthest tips of her fingers and toes; new, and totally unfamiliar and yet—somehow still recognizable.

Happiness.
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The sun was just beginning to come up when a loud knock sounded at the door.

Clarke, who was sleeping on her stomach with her face buried in Lexa's armpit and an arm slung across her, interrupted her snoring to groan and bury her face against her further. Lexa groaned as well and mumbled something into the arm slung across her face that sounded like either "no" or "go".

After a minute, the knock came again, and Ryder called through the door. "Heda!"

Lexa crankily pulled a blanket up to cover them and her voice was close to being a whine. "Enter."

Ryder came in, his eyes already on the ceiling, having more than learned his lesson. "Heda, I am sorry to disturb you, but it's an urgent matter."

Lexa opened her eyes, pushing herself up on her elbows, her hair a wild, frazzled mane. "What happened?"

"Bellamy kom Skaikru is on the radio with news from the mountain. He would not say more. Octavia is on her way down as well. This is all I know."

Lexa wiped the sleep from her eyes and closed her lips briefly as though fighting back a yawn. "Okay, I'm up. Mochof, Ryder."

"Mochof, Heda." Ryder bowed his head, still averting his gaze, and headed out.

When the door had shut again, Lexa kicked the blanket off and tried to disentangle herself from Clarke, who was still snoring. "Clarke.. Hodnes.. Get up."

Clarke snarled into the pillow and tightened her arm around her. Lexa sighed and leaned over a little, running her nails over her ribs. Clarke shrieked and instinctively curled away from her, finally opening her eyes into a glare from within the pillow. "That was just mean.."

Lexa leaned over to kiss her head before sliding out of the bed. "So was putting your hand there when I was talking."

"S'the price of waking me up in the middle of the night," Clarke said as she rolled onto her back, stretching and popping her back a little.

Lexa laughed as she dug out an outfit. "The sun is up."

Clarke slid out of the bed reluctantly and went into the bath chamber, calling out, "Okay, but is it directly overhead?"

"Of course not."

"Then it's the middle of the night. You want the bath or brush first?"

Lexa tossed the clothes onto the bed and glanced at herself in the mirror. "Jok. Definitely the bath."

"I figured. Your hair looks like it's gravity resistant."

"You're really not a morning person." She heard a snort followed by the increasingly familiar sound of Clarke brushing her teeth in the small basin. She smiled as she collected Clarke's boots from under the dais and set them near the foot of the bed before heading into the bath chamber as well.

Lexa leaned over, dunking her hair into the tub and starting to fight with some of the larger tangles, grunting a little. Clarke rinsed her mouth out and leaned back a little, watching her struggle for a minute. "You want a little help, Heda?"

Lexa let out a noise that was somewhere between a grunt and a whine as she tried to pull out a stray hair tie and pulled out a small chunk of hair with it. "Okay, I'm taking that as a yes." Clarke moved in and knelt beside her, swatting her hands away. "Stop, stop. You're gonna make yourself bald, just let me." Lexa sighed, draping herself a little less uncomfortably over the side of the tub as Clarke soaped up her hands and started pulling the little ties out carefully.

It only took Clarke a few minutes to free all of her hair, and without a word she began washing it quickly but gently. Lexa wasn't about to complain, but they also had to get downstairs to the radio, so she closed her eyes and tried not to think about the fact that there was a naked Clarke washing her hair for her.

Too soon, Clarke rinsed her hair out and slowly stood. "All done."

Lexa twisted her hair around to wring it out before she stood as well, making the mistake of letting her eyes travel up Clarke's body as she did. "Thank you," she sighed, unabashedly taking her in.

Clarke smirked a little and nudged her towards the smaller basin. "I'll do your hair when you're done in here." She kissed Lexa's shoulder lightly, pretending she didn't notice her head tilting to the side.

Lexa let her mind wander a little as she cleaned her teeth, until she heard Clarke's frustrated groan. "Hey, Lexa, have you seen my—"

"Foot of the bed," she called back before spitting into the basin and wiping her mouth.

"How did you—"

Lexa walked out after adhering her medallion, combing her fingers through her damp hair. "You can never find your boots. Ever."

Clarke just looked at her, boots in her hand, only dressed from the waist down, and smiled widely. Lexa pulled on a clean shirt, looking back to see Clarke hadn't moved and still had a dazed, slightly dopey look on her face. She paused, furrowing her brow a little. "Clarke? Are you okay?"

Clarke snapped out of it a little, her voice soft. "Oh, yeah. I just.. Zoned for a minute, I guess."

Lexa studied her briefly before putting her hair in a quick, loose braid just to contain it, and put her own boots on. Clarke finished getting dressed quickly as well, and they headed for the door. Clarke paused before they reached it, taking Lexa's hand to stop her from leaving as well.

"Wait."

Lexa stopped and turned once more to face her. Clarke had a strange and nervous look on her face, and was still holding her hand. "Clarke? What's wrong?"

"Nothing," came the quick, soft reply. Clarke shook her head a little bit. "Nothing's wrong." She reached out, straightening the medallion a little before tracing her eyebrow gently. "That's the point."

Lexa sighed lightly at her touch, her eyelids fluttering a little. "What point?"

Clarke looked into her eyes quietly for a moment, interlocking her fingers with hers. "The point that.. I love you." Her voice was a little shaky, swallowing hard. "I love you, Lexa."

Lexa's eyes welled up instantly, a few tears already escaping down her left cheek. "I love you, too."

Clarke leaned in a little, pulling her closer at the same time, and kissed her softly. When she pulled back, Lexa was looking at her with such a vulnerable look, searching her eyes, that Clarke couldn't help it. She kissed her again, cupping her hand over the back of her neck. Lexa breathed a soft moan when Clarke sucked her lower lip gently, feeling her legs go weak.

Clarke broke the kiss slowly, touching her forehead to hers lightly as they each took a breath.

"We should go down," Lexa murmured, squeezing Clarke's hand lightly.

Clarke's nose wrinkled playfully, her voice a little husky. "Oh, we will. But we should go see what Bellamy's calling about."

Lexa chuckled as she reluctantly let go of Clarke. "You have a one track mind, Clarke."

Clarke shrugged as they left the room. "Uh huh. And the track is you."

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Octavia was already waiting in the radio room, pacing back and forth like a caged tiger. She stopped when Clarke and Lexa came in. "Finally! What, did you get lost on the way down?"

"You're in a pleasant mood," Clarke held her hands up in surrender when Octavia gave her a death glare.

"My idiot brother wouldn't tell me what's going on until you guys were here."

"You know I can hear you," Bellamy said over the radio, but his voice was strained.

"Yeah, thanks, Bell. I know how a radio works. We're all here now, so what the hell is going on?"

Bellamy took a deep breath. "We've been here for two days straight already. Some Floukru showed up to the infirmary. Abby's still with them, but she thinks it's radiation poisoning."

Clarke's eyes widened and Lexa felt a cold chill go through her as Clarke tried to keep her voice steady. "Radiation poisoning? How sure are we?"

There was a pause. "Very."

Lexa chewed her lip vigorously, already drawing blood from it. "Could they have been exposed from something in the ocean? Old missile parts or something?"

"That's what we thought, until another group from Sangedakru showed up."

Octavia looked up and caught Clarke's eyes fearfully, her voice very quiet. "The desert is at least a week's walk from the shore. That's.. A massive spread."

Clarke rubbed the bridge of her nose, her free hand leaning on the table. "Bellamy, where's the nearest nuclear reactor?"

"That's the same question Raven had. It's about 80, 90 klicks south of Podakru territory."

"Can you pull up the r—"

"The radar? Already on it, Clarke," Raven sounded exhausted and aggravated. "We pulled the data, we're working on the last bit of it. Give us just a minute."

They all stood silently, the sounds of worried breaths filling the room. Octavia started pacing again while Clarke picked at her cuticles. The room seemed to be getting smaller and hotter with each passing minute of silence.

Finally, Clarke couldn't stand it. "Someone tell me something. Raven?"

There was a very distinct hesitation where she could practically hear Raven steeling herself. Her voice was quiet and relatively steady when it finally crackled over the radio.

"It's really not good. We're gonna need to get more people to work some of this data, but if we're right, the nuclear reactors that are still standing after Praimfaya are breaking down. Some of them may have already blown up."

Lexa looked at the pale faces around her and addressed the radio herself. "What does that mean, Raven?"

Raven's voice was incredibly tight when the line clicked open once more. "It means it's the end of the world."

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