Our People (the Third Book of the Her Weakness series)

Chapter 11

Lexa's POV

"Don't act like you two would rather be on a cold log than in front of a warm fire with your friends." Octavia says, handing us back our food.

Being with Clarke is where I would rather be.

Clarke turns and kisses my cheek. "Same here. As long as I'm with you, I'm happy."

I guess I did not just think that after all.

Raven strides over, still limping slightly though I have noticed she has gotten used to walking with her brace and that she seems to have an easier time walking.

"Hey, O." Her eyes drift to where we're sitting. Her eyebrows raise and she turns back to Octavia. "You got Clexa here? What kind of kinky sex toys did you promise them to snap them out of their lovesick drooling over each other?"

Though I have been spending a lot of time around Sky People, their words still confuse me sometimes. This is one of those occasions. How does one grow sick of love? And what are these "kinky sex toys" she speaks of?

I ask these questions to Clarke quietly and notice how her face flushes.

"I'll tell you later, Lexa. I promise." She murmurs.

"I didn't promise them anything!" Octavia replies to Raven.

"Oh? Then what did you do?"

"I reasoned with them. They were sitting on a log in the cold and I told them that they could sit over here."

"And then?"

"I took their food and brought it over here." Octavia mutters.

Raven throws up her hands triumphantly before pointing at Octavia. "Ah ha! You did bribe them!"

"I did not bribe them! I just... Encouraged them to come over here."

"You took their food, O. What kind of sick person are you to take food of all things?"

"Octavia, Raven." Clarke says. They look at us and I do not have to look to know that Clarke is giving them her hard look. It is one that makes even my most seasoned warriors tremble in their boots. "Stop goofing around. Sit down and eat."

They grumble and nudge each other the entire three steps it takes them to sit next to us. They pick up their food and start to eat, still challenging each other with their eyes.

"I did not know that you are good with children, Clarke."

She laughs and gestures for me to glance to Octavia and Raven, who look incredibly offended.

"Hey, we're not..." Raven trails off, her eyes going wide. She begins hitting Octavia's arm excitedly. "O, O. Do you know what just happened? The Commander made a joke."

"Stop hitting me." Octavia complains. She freezes for a moment and narrows her eyes at me. "You called us children. In a joking manner. And made Clarke laugh. Oh my god, Raven she did make a joke!" They high five.

"You owe me a panther, Octavia." Monty says, grinning.

"Dammit!" She swears and I am once again confused. Raven nudges her until she turns to her. "How was I supposed to know the Commander if 12 clans, the Great Uniter, has a sense of humor? And can make a joke?"

"That's just another bet you lost." Raven says, grinning.

"Float you, Raven. I haven't lost that yet."