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I was woken up in the middle of the night, met with Clarke's eyes in the dark as she smiled looking down, following her eyes to see Sam curled up against me and I couldn't help but smile too.
- "They've just cleared the west wing; your room is intact, you can take her inside."
- "Alright." –I nodded, carefully untangling myself from Sam.
- "You both are...?"
- "No. We still have a lot to fix and talk about." –I stared at Sam's sleeping figure, trying to figure out the best way to carry her inside without waking her up.
- "What happened today... I thought she'd die." –she sighed- "It was..." –she seemed not to be able to find the words, but I understood.
- "I know." -I wrapped Sam up in the blanket and took her up in my arms, her face resting against my shoulder with the help of Clarke as she held the tent's improvised door for me to get out- "You getting some sleep?"
- "Yeah, I wanted to make sure you both got yours too."
- "Thank you."
She nodded at me and we silently made our way back inside the ship; Clarke left to her place as I took Sam to ours. I managed to open the door without dropping Sam or waking her up, placing her on the bed before moving back to close the door. Seeing her like that again, so calm and quiet, so...vulnerable, it was hard for me to believe she had executed a man a couple of hours before. I wasn't afraid anymore, I was marveled. I adored her. I wondered whether I should change her clothes or not, but ended up deciding against it; after all, I wasn't sure she'd be comfortable with that since we weren't together. I simply took off her boots and sat on the bed next to her to take mine off, alongside my jacket and t-shirt.
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I slowly opened my eyes as the sleep abandoned me. For a moment, I didn't recognize where I was, considering I had fallen asleep on a tent, but quickly identifying the place as the room Bellamy and I used to share, him being the next thing I noticed as a deep inhale caught my attention. I rose my hands to rub away the last instances of sleep on my eyes and blinked a couple of times, finally able to see properly before turning to lay on my back.
