Chapter Text
Several Years Later
"Madi!"
The young brunette bounded down the halls of Polis in her human form with a giggle as Clarke chased her. Her hair was braided and she was dressed in black clothes. She ran past Raven and Anya who were heading for the elevator.
"She at it again?" Octavia asked as the elevator doors opened and Raven and Anya got in. "What did you show her this time?"
Raven was laughing, barely able to breath.
"I told her how to-" Raven doubled over waving her hands and Clarke appeared at the lift entrance her clothes and hair dripping in red dye.
"Quick press the button," Raven.
The door started closing but Clarke thrust her hand in and held it open.
"Stop teaching her how to build this stuff. Seriously! It's getting old now!"
"Alright," Raven said. "I wont teach her anymore science pranks."
Clarke exhaled and then turned away holding the ends of her hair up, wondering how she was going to wash it all out.
Lexa walked down the hallway towards her room after a busy evening of meetings. The clans had not been happy at first at the changes to their schedule but she functioned better at night now and they dared not to question her too much.
As soon as she saw Clarke and the dye in her hair she knew that Madi had been causing trouble again.
"I'll speak to her," she said reassuring Clarke. "Have someone prepare a bath for you. I'll put an end to this."
"Thank you!" Clarke said kissing Lexa's cheek.
Lexa nodded and watched her leave and then her eyes steeled over.
"I don't think you should have done that," Aden told her when he saw the Heda approaching looking serious.
Lexa had been training her own nightbloods for succession, Madi included. Aden, a quiet, serious boy who had been orphaned was a dutiful student. Madi seemed more wilful and rebellious.
"We need to talk," she said. "Alone."
Madi huffed and followed her noumon as they went on a walk. Lexa took her to an open, grassy area.
"Why are you doing this to your mother? You have played tricks on her every day this week."
Madi lowered her head, playing with a blade of grass.
"It was just a game. Raven thought it would be fun."
Lexa huffed and leaned forward looking the young brunette right in the eye.
"What are the three pillars of the commander?"
"Noun, fiyanes en uf," Madi replied unenthusiatically.
"Wisdom, compassion, strength," Lexa repeated. "Do you think that your actions today reflected that?"
Madi shook her head.
"No," she replied in a low voice.
"We are pakstoka," Lexa told her. "We care for each other. We protect each other. We still play but not in this way. Play brings us together. It doesn't tear us apart."
Madi blinked and stared up at her noumon full of remorse now.
"You should apologise and make it right," Lexa told her.
"Should I wait? Let Mom cool off first?"
Lexa smiled at her earnest expression. She could be wild but her spirit was more like her mother's than she knew.
"That would be wise," she said raising her eyebrow.
Madi had her head lowered thinking about what she had done and then Lexa smirked and pounced on her playfighting with her daughter. The young girl giggled loudly as her noumon tickled her, protesting but laughing.
After a while Lexa let her up and kissed her on the forehead gently.
"Come on. Let's go and find her a peace offering. It is always good to start negotiations with gifts."
Madi just smiled as Lexa took her hand and led her to pick some flowers for Clarke.
A little while later and Madi apologised to an unimpressed Clarke and handed her several handpicked flowers. Clarke glanced up at Lexa as she dried off her wet, now pink tipped hair.
Madi was being very sweet and saying all the right words but Clarke knew her daughter. She was good at being tactful when she needed.
"Are you mad at me?" Madi asked.
Clarke looked into those gray eyes and saw that she was genuine now. She knew that she had been pushing Clarke to her limits and that Lexa'd told her it was time to stop. Despite herself she found her anger disappearing as Madi looked up at her.
"No but this stops now. Do you understand?"
Madi nodded and moved to hug her and Clarke blinked holding her tightly.
"It's time for bed," Clarke said. "Don't forget to brush your teeth."
"I won't Mom. I really am sorry."
Madi kissed her on the cheek and Clarke's heart melted. She was becoming more and more like a mini Lexa despite having Clarke's tendecy to rebel against authority.
"Reshop," Clarke said softly.
"Goodnight."
Madi gave Lexa a hug and wished her goodnight before setting off running towards the door.
Once it was closed Clarke sighed taking off her robe.
"I'm guessing you told her what to say."
Lexa seated herself down on the end of the bed taking the symbol of heda from her forehead and placed it carefully aside on a small bedside table.
"Was it that obvious?"
"Well she may be a mini version of you but she talks more like me so yeah, it was a little more formal than usual."
Lexa glanced back at her thoughtfully. She would have to teach Madi to be better at diplomacy when she got older. Her shoulders and neck ached from Aden managing to strike her during training. It had been a proud moment that had surprised her. He was gifted for his age.
"Are you okay?" Clarke asked noticing her stiff movement as she undressed.
"Yes. Aden managed to land a strike on me today. He will become a fine warrior one day. It hurts."
Clarke began to examine the injury Pakstoka healed quickly and the bruises already fading.
She ran her fingers over the muscles carefully checking for any more serious signs of injury. When she was satisfied there weren't any she leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Lexa's waist kissing the top of her shoulder.
"I'm still grateful you know," she whispered.
"For talking to Madi," Lexa asked.
Clarke rubbed her nose against her mate's skin, inhaling her sweet scent and closing her eyes.
"No for giving me Madi. If you hadn't bitten me and saved me and followed me that day when we got caught by Mount Weather she wouldn't exist."
Lexa held Clarke's hand which was still around her waist and turned her head slightly.
"I love you," Clarke said. "I don't regret anything that happened."
Lexa smiled broadly at her, her eyes flicking down to Clarke's lips and back up again.
"I may have picked a flower for you too."
Lexa suddenly produced a single flower than she had been concealing and handed it to Clarke. The sight of the familiar red flower brought back warm memories of that day Lexa had told her the story.
"Bliden hodness. You remembered."
"I could never forget. That day was special."
Clarke smiled as she twirled the flower between her fingers and gazed down at it lovingly.
"Every day with you is special," Clarke said pulling her into a kiss.
Their lips met and Lexa fell on Clarke taking the flower and placing it on the side table next to the symbol of the commander. They kissed hungrily, Lexa's hands grazing up along Clarke's thighs and slipping in between them.
Mate Lexa's wolf said as they kissed.
Mate Clarke's wolf said as she guided Lexa's to rest on her waist.
She pulled her closer wrapping her arms around Lexa's back, feeling a gentle nip at her neck and a growl as the commander of the thirteen clans began to kiss down one side of her body.
They were alone though the pack occupied the rooms closest to their own.
About an hour later Lexa and Clarke shifted and headed towards the large room where all their furs lay. Most of the pack slept in wolf form, Raven and Anya tangled up together. Lincoln, Octavia, Luna Indra and Ryder always close and Gustus on guard. Clarke circled and lay down besides her sleeping cub licking her ears, Lexa settling behind her pushing Clarke with her nose. Clarke lifted her head and licked her muzzle in response and then settled down feeling Lexa relax.
My pack Clarke thought as she drifted off. I love my pack.
The End.