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Jack shuffled his feet along the dirt path. He had been walking down a hiking trail for what felt like hours. He had no idea where he was, and he didn’t have a phone to call someone with. He felt tears brim his eyes as his frustration grew. “Where am I?” Jack voiced his thoughts. He worried that he would be lost forever. His wings were gone, which made the possibility of being stuck there forever seem very real. It wasn’t until he looked up and saw someone looking back at him that he felt hope that maybe, just maybe, everything would be okay.

her fingertips touched to the handle of her blade on her thigh, reflex in hearing steps nearby, and instinct while being out in the woods like this. it sunk lexa right back into where she was from, where not being vigilant could get many killed. however she spotted the male and noted the tears in his eyes and at the very least slid her hand away from her weapon. “some place called canada.” she informs him, not taking a step closer, or a step at all in any direction. “are you looking for canada?” because if he was, he was, like she’d said....in it. 

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Belle hummed a tune softly as she ran the brush down the horses back. She hadn’t come with anything of her own but finding herself with a horse that had reminded her of Philippe had been a little bitter sweet. It reminded her of how much she was missing home and her father but equally it provided something familiar to her. The horse meanwhile seemed placid and content, tail flicking back and forth rhythmically as it nudged the girls free hand where it rubbed at his snout. “I know I asked for an adventure Sebastian, but I didn’t really have this in mind…”

lexa caught sight of the horse and considering she was slowly, and unhappily, growing accustomed to not seeing them around here, she noticed. here, metal rolled down the streets like the rover skaikru used. no interest was held for those vehicles. “i want a horse.” she says softly, not greedy in her words in the slightest as she approached the woman, but rather wishful more than anything. “did you get him here?”

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linkonx

It was true- Lexa had died. But so did Lincoln. Still, he did as she asked and took to his feet again. “I died, too.” His hand reached up without thinking to touch his head where the bullet had bursted through. When she mentioned skaikru being there, he looked at her hopefully. “Clarke?” He was hopeful for his Heda. Which to her, Lincoln would always be loyal. She may have died but she’s not dead now and he would rather die another death than serve Ontari as Heda. Especially when she hadn’t earned it fairly. He nodded, grateful that he has seen and is staying with Luna. “Luna kom Floukru.”

lincoln’s death, lexa had not received word of; it must have happened after she’d died. the only thing that would explain her not hearing about it. it saddened her. she never liked the way indra spoke of him and her head bowed a little lower, hands unfolding from behind her back to stand more relaxed with him. “i’m sorry.” she meant it, green eyes locked on his to tell him that she did. “clarke is here.” she says simply; more over...lexa was used to the way her subjects around her spoke down on her trust in clarke and part of her expected to hear it. “octavia will come.” lexa had faith for lincoln; she understood. “clarke told me that...all of the young nightbloods were killed outside of the conclave, prior.” she looked hopefully to lincoln that it wasn’t true; that maybe there was a mistake. the familiar name he gave her, made her eyes mix with a concoction of emotions and thoughts. “is she safe?” barely the words were out and the commander shook her head lightly to re-track her thoughts, eyes settling on lincoln. “be vigilant, we look for our own. there are a lot of strangers here and we’re not promised peace.” she wanted clarke safe, lincoln now that she knew he was here, luna just the same, those who heda ascended to protect.

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Raven was just working on her thing when she heard a voice beside her. it wasn’t that she didn’t suspect someone there, it was that she didn’t expect lexa to be there. “aren’t you suppose to be like, dead?” she asks her, before she was shaking her head at her own words. “not really, this is just so i don’t have to open the damn doors when its cold out, they’ll close when the person is inside and open when someone walks by. let’s them know they’re open without actually being open all the time. damn. how is clarke taking you being here and alive?” she asks her, looking her over before she was nodding her head. “the tower? oh, that big…okay. so i guess you’re at the very top and it has an elevator, right? could always work that, so the only two that can actually let it up is the both of you. like a buzzer of sorts. i’m guessing it’s locked at the bottom so no one can get up, but if you have like a camera and an intercom you’ll know who wants to come up, and you can deny them or give them access.” though if the elevator stayed at the bottom there probably was no real issue. 

“are you not?” lexa quips back, her green eyes moving the other with a loss of amusement into the negatives. it was still a fair question, on both counts, because lexa didn’t know one way or another if raven was meant to be dead. “the lobby doors of the penthouse do that.” she tells her, looking at what raven was working on and then back to her. “of course the top, why?” was that a problem raven had? raven continued and she relaxed her stance, figuring not. “there’s already a buzzer.” she admits. “and a lock to keep people from coming up higher than the floor just below, if we don’t want to be disturbed.” it was lexa finding the idea of security apparently pointless, considering there were already provisions. “and a camera, a few cameras, and an alarm, a few of those too, a doorman down in the lobby.” lexa’s eyes found raven’s with a look of ‘obviously’. but she again relaxed herself. “maybe she just needs some candles and a nice dinner.” lexa sighs.

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skaiifaya

blue hue studied the woman in front of her, she was always looking her over, lexa’s hue was always full of intensity but she loved that about her, loved how intense she could be, those eyes held so much, but she also kept them guarded too, but clarke could always see behind them, could always see through them, see so much more of lexa. a hand was going to her cheek, her own hue staring deep into those green ones, eyes flickering between them both. “i know i’ve never been  a prisoner, lexa. but i want to be here. i owe nothing more to my people, i stopped caring the moment i lost you.” she whispers to her, her eyes burning over with the truth of her words. “i didn’t want to be apart of people, i just wanted to be apart of one person. to live how i wanted to live alone.” save for madi, but clarke didn’t want to get into that right now, she just wanted to marvel here with lexa, to drink her in and not worry about past things, she did want to tell her about madi, but now wasn’t the time, she didn’t want lexa thinking she wanted to leave her again, because clarke didn’t. she knew madi would be safe. she had her mom and gaia, who would protect her. right now, she wanted to protect lexa.

clarke’s hand moved down to her stomach, as her forehead rested against lexa’s. she couldn’t stop touching her, couldn’t stop kissing her, just looking at her. she didn’t want to stop doing that, and clarke wasn’t going to stop. she smiled softly at lexa’s words, hearing that she didn’t want clothes either, which was good. the both of them only got a few moments of being completely naked together before they had to put clothes on, and she knew it didn’t have to be like that, she knew she could of stayed and both of them could of stayed in that bed, and lexa…she wouldn’t have died, and maybe things would of turned out better than what they had. her eyes flicker up to green hearing her words, watching her taking off her top, her eyes roamed over her body though before reaching her stomach to see that she didn’t have a wound at all, no blood no thing. clarke knelt down on her knees, hands on her hips before she was kissing her stomach, tears hitting her cheeks, as she does, before she was looking up at lexa, lips still pressed to her skin, before she pulled away. “you’ll always be my commander, lexa kom trikru.”

she was just happy that clarke was safe; after the way she’d seen her stumble on the street, held her shaking in her arms, felt her cry, lexa just wanted to look at her and know she was alright. how long she would be here didn’t matter, because at the end of every day, there was nothing lexa could do about that, not to change it, not to make it last; she’d died. nothing was in her hands anymore. as long as while clarke was here...she could make her feel safe and comfortable, then that was enough for her. her responses and what lexa was feeling were shaped heavily by clarke’s responses and what clarke was feeling, because lexa knew her own life was over, the dead were gone, she was gone, the living was not her. she didn’t have a say in anything in the city of light when clarke had come; the fight hadn’t been hers, the fight now still wasn’t hers, the fight was with the living, not with lexa. her fight was over and had been and she was at peace with that. “i owe nothing more to mine.” she nods, because for clarke she couldn’t speak; as much as she wanted to or wished she had the right, the knowledge to, only clarke could answer the call to her own fight, or choose not to. it wasn’t the same in her dreams when lexa could tell clarke that her fight was over and believe that it was, that her fight was here with her now, to be here with her now; she didn’t know what clarke had been through and something held her back, something with clarke now was different than all of lexa’s dreams, something in her was settling like there was no choice where there was supposed to be one. lexa liked her dreams better, but they were only that...just dreams. clarke was actually here for now and that was what was supposed to be better. reality was supposed to be better than dreams; lexa was supposed to not be able to do her justice, and that was still true, but she knew clarke and her mind hadn’t forgotten her, or things about her that made clarke who she was. 

lexa had moved to take her shirt off and it left thinner fabric on her chest but it exposed her stomach so clarke could see that she wasn’t bleeding, she wasn’t hurting; she was...but in other ways, that lingered and always would, ways that weren’t stronger than the things that felt good either. she wanted to show her that she was fine, and she was, green eyes staying steady the way they always tried to be. the last thing clarke needed to be worrying about was her and her hand moved lightly into her curls as she bent lower to kiss her stomach, watching her even when she pulled away from her. “i suppose if i’m the last commander than that’s true for everyone in a sense.” she smiles softly. “at least in stories that history will tell.” she glanced to the water in the tub that had filled and she moved her back from the edge of the counter, with clarke having pulled away that was possible enough for her to move and turn the water off, making sure there was soap within reach on the edge and dry towels. in dreams she had, she never thought she’d feel this unsettled or unsure; and she had thought about this so many times that the real meeting with clarke was a far more nervous one than she’d expected, and maybe much more time had passed than she’d realized.

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skaiifaya

clarke shook her head looking at lexa, knowing it would probably be very hard for her to grasp, wishing that it didn’t have to be, wishing that life turned out with how they wanted it to be. “nothing matters anymore. nothing that happened there matters. the world was lost when you died, i was lost when you died. but we’re here now, this is where we were suppose to end up.” she whispers to her, her lips once again pressing to lexa’s holding her close to her, not wanting to let her go. so many times clarke had wanted to leave, and the one time she was told she had to just had lexa killed. she didn’t want to leave again, she knew madi would be safe, that there was someone there protecting her, knew that madi would be able to protect herself. she hoped that, the little girl would understand that people changed, but clarke didn’t have the strength to leave lexa again, and she didn’t want to leave her again. “all i want is you.” she whispers to her, her hue searching those beautiful green ones, her hand still on her hip and the other still on her cheek.

a soft frown appeared on her face, hearing that lexa saying she was right though clarke wasn’t sure what she was right about, until lexa clarified and she couldn’t help the smile that appeared on her face, her arm wrapping more around her back to hold her close to her. “our people are not here. what we did for them, i hope they’ll carry with them. but we did our part, we did all that we could for them. you’re right. maybe our time to lead is over, now we get to lead our life and enjoy it together, just the way we both wanted to.” she whispers the smile still upon her face just feeling her close to her still, seeing her here, she loved it, so long had she gone without her, the memory of her face fading, clarke trying so hard to hold onto it, hold onto her voice, the way she touched her, the way she looked at her, but even as time went on, memories were fading, but she still kept the picture she drew of her, looked at it before she fell asleep. “i hope you know i want to stay here, and i’m not going anywhere, lexa. before i even knew you were here i wanted to leave, i needed to leave. but..but when you found me, when i heard you again and saw you again. it made me feel alive again.” she whispers hoping lexa could see the truth in her words. as much as she wanted to make sure madi was okay, leaving lexa…she felt like she would die leaving her again.

a soft chuckle left her lips, hearing her and nodding her head in agreement. “better than polis.” she says before she was following lexa into the bathroom her hue looking around at the small things that were there, before watching lexa turn the tap to let water run into the bath and then her hue found those green ones again, her eyes looking her over before she was shaking her head. “i don’t want to wear anything afterwards.” she whispers her eyes shimmering looking at lexa, watching her putting clothes on the counter but clarke was moving to stand in front of her, hands roaming under lexa’s clothing just to feel her skin, her hand going to her stomach, remembering where the bullet went remembering the blood that was pooling out of her. “no clothes.” she whispers, her lips softly connecting with lexa’s, but she was pressing harder against her, deeper her hand still on lexa’s stomach, but she was walking her back against the counter, her tongue finding lexa’s, making her whimper softly on it. “i want a bath with you, then i just want to curl up with nothing but sheets over us.”

she didn’t know a fraction of anything that clarke had been through, but she had seen enough of it in her short time with her, enough to know that the weight in her eyes had deepened, that the fatigue had only pressed her down more. lexa didn’t know why, or what had caused those blue eyes to be as sad as they were or as tired, but she wouldn’t ever pretend to know or understand clarke. only clarke could know clarke; lexa had learned that. it was the reason she never questioned her decisions, and maybe many times she should have; her own people would not have lost so many lives, but clarke taught her just as much how to hope for better, even if it was her own people bleeding. clarke’s decisions would haunt clarke, good or bad; it had never been lexa to weigh in on that. she would still be blind to not be able to see something hurt her, and she didn’t know what all of those things were, but she knew clarke’s need to protect her people had been the same as lexa’s; it was the reason she betrayed her at mount weather and freed people of her own, without blinking twice about it. lexa had already lost armies because of clarke’s people, enough to know clarke would have betrayed her too. here? lexa was no longer reigning over clans; they weren’t here, and however it was that clarke was here, that wasn’t in her hands and it wasn’t her place to question it.

“i can hope. it doesn’t mean i know anything.” she whispers back to her, the question about knowing that clarke wanted to be here. lexa didn’t know why she was, she didn’t even know how she came to be here; but she knew her life was over with her people. clarke either died too or lexa was imagining her, which had never happened before; or she took the flame once more, which wouldn’t last. they were the only options she knew to think of. nothing else seemed possible. green eyes looked to clarke and she swallowed tightness away in her throat. “you’ve never been a prisoner.” even when lexa didn’t want to let her leave, after skaikru rejected her coalition, she had let her go. could she really be faulted for believing that given the chance to be anywhere else, clarke would take it? lexa tried not to think about it, because not thinking about it was the only way this felt like a peaceful afterlife, one in which she got to reflect on the look in clarke’s eyes the night they’d had together, when she got to remember how she clung to her in the city of light, like she needed her. her lips parted to pull in a silent breath as she set the clothing down and her eyes moved back to blue, watching clarke move closer to her, searching her eyes for answers that only clarke could give her. 

she was pressed back to the edge of the counter and hope bit at her veins, but so did a melancholy. lexa had always said she trusted clarke; it was hard to trust this because she knew nothing about what clarke had been through. she was in polis one moment and gone the next, in the city of light one moment and gone the next, here one moment....would she be gone the next? the kiss made her feel more, enough to kiss her back, uncertainty or not; lexa still had missed her and she still craved the taste of her lips, the feeling of her breath on her tongue and the strength her hands used to hold onto her, enough to bring lexa’s hands up to her cheeks to hold her there on her lips for a moment. so clothing was to be abandoned; lexa nodded, because when she could she not give clarke what she wanted; now herself. “i want that too.” she whispers, green eyes looking into blue and then falling to the way clarke’s hand had moved under her shirt to her stomach. “nothing there.” she whispers, lexa dropping her hands down to her own shirt to pull it up over her head and expose the flat surface of her stomach, unmarked, not bleeding. 

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linkonx

Lincoln had thankfully never seen the City of Light. Clarke ventured the dangerous trek alone for no other reason than to save her people… again. The grounders eyes were keen but in such little light, he heard Heda’s words before seeing her. Trigedasleng was unmistakable in this place because only those from his world knew it. Once the Commander was in his view now, closer to him, he didn’t fight the muscle memory in his legs to kneel in front of her. “Heda.” He spoke, putting his head down in respect. “Ai klir. Indra? Okteivia?” He asked, hopefully, looking up at her. 

lexa’s eyes admitted relief in seeing lincoln, her stance relaxing and her arms folding behind her back when he knelt before her. “nou heda noumou, linkon.” she reminds him quietly. though if what clarke said was true, that no commander followed her reign, she supposed her correction wasn’t all too true. “gyon op, beja.” was said to him more gently to allow him to rise and relax before her, a small shake of her head given to him at the mention of indra and octavia. “no sightings. there is a chance they will find us here. members of skaikru are here. there is hope.” she assures him, speaking more of octavia, for his sake. skaikru was the thirteenth clan and under her protection. rejection of the coalition placed the execution of traitors in the hands of the skaikru ambassador, before all ambassadors. “have you come across others of our people?”

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skaiifaya

her eyes hadn’t stopped moving over her face, her hand pressed to her cheek, just the same as lexa’s though her other hand rested on her hip. she was expecting to find herself being jolted awake, pulled away from lexa from all of this, and be stuck in a radiation world where no one was and it was just her. what kind of messed up world had she left behind, she wandered. but she knew what she left behind to come here, knew that there was a reason to go back, but clarke couldn’t go back, not without lexa, and she couldn’t leave the young girl back home alone. not with how things were turning out. but right now, nothing mattered because right now she had lexa and she was here with her, and that was all that mattered, all that should matter in this moment, was just her. their foreheads resting against each others, as lexa had pressed them together, even her forehead was giving clarke heat, the caressing of her thumb on her cheeks had her eyes closing and a soft breath leaving her lips. hearing that she was lonely had clarke’s chin trembling, had blue hue opening to look at her. “i’m sorry you were lonely. i’m..i’m sorry i didn’t try harder.” even though lexa was losing too much blood, and they didn’t have blood to give her. but still, she could of tried, could of found luna to give lexa blood, better lexa than anyone else. she was nodding her head, a gentle smile playing on her lips, her hand flexing gently on her cheek. “i know.” she whispers, and she did know, so many times lexa had done things for clarke, put clarke first before her own people, and she was grateful for that, loved her for that. “hey.” she whispers, her eyes showing a stubbornness, but they were still weak on lexa, full of love. “that’s not your fault. you fought, you told me you weren’t giving up, you fought so hard, right up…. until……. your body couldn’t. you stayed, until… you couldn’t…you don’t need to apologize for that.” she whispers, her lips pressing to lexa’s.

as clarke pulled back from the kiss, and explained to lexa she was the last commander, she could see the questions in her hue, could see her confusion, and hearing her words, clarke’s hue softened more, her hand dropping from her cheek, a gentle step was taken back from her, she wasn’t sure why, maybe to give lexa space to process what she was about to tell her next. “when word got out that you had…died….titus initiated the conclave, but…there was no conclave to be had…ontari she killed all of your nightbloods. but she didn’t have the flame. titus gave that to me.” she whispers, before taking in a deep breath, blue hue looking at lexa. “jaha brought something back with him, that was making people torture others to take this chip that would bring them to the city of light. he killed ontari, because our plan was to shut A.L.L.I.E down.” she whispers, before she was taking a step back toward lexa, her hand finding her cheek once more, before she was hearing her words, her head finding the caress of her neck, to kiss softly, and breathe her in. “all i care about is being here with you too.” which was the truth, she didn’t want to go anywhere else, didn’t want to think about going anywhere else. “i’m fine. i just. i want to just look at you.”

clarke heard the ding of the elevator, and she moved back a little from lexa, her eyes looking at her, and nodding hearing her words, seeing them true words and she let out a small breath, her hand in lexa’s as they moved. her eyes looked around the penthouse, seeing the candles that had her smiling, and just the way it looked was so lexa it was unreal. too unreal, like someone had just plucked her out of their world and everything that she liked and just placed it here, just obviously not so worn down by bombs. her eyes moved to see lexa locking their door, and clarke felt her body relaxing more, the tension slowly leaving her, making her feel the aches in her body. hearing lexa’s words, clarke was turning her head to look at her, before she was shaking her head, lips pressed to hers, her hands resting on her hips. “can we just. soak in a bath together? just…i just need you, in my arms. feels like i haven’t showered in forever.” she whispers, though she was smiling more hearing lexa’s words, her lips pressing back to hers. “i’m glad. i don’t want you to be anything else.” she whispers to her, her eyes looking around them once more. “this…this is very you…. obviously.”

she didn’t understand what clarke was telling her, despite hearing every word of it, it almost felt foreign, blurry. the reality that had been lexa’s felt like it had been separated from her a long time ago, thinking the next commander would be in power, no doubt aden ruling over the clans and keeping her coalition between the thirteen that he swore to. lexa had accepted that it was the only possible outcome of her death, the only clear path that would be followed. hearing otherwise made all that lexa thought she knew....feel like a haze of unknown in her head. all she did know, was looking at clarke, she still felt her heart beating out of her chest and she still lost her breath. “then that is how it was meant to be. it’s what the spirit of the commander chose.” though she knew it was a weak answer, because even lexa didn’t believe that. there had to be a commander, and if there was none....then she was still the commander in power. 

the difference now, was that lexa didn’t belong to it anymore, she wasn’t there, or alive; clarke was here with her. green eyes moved back to clarke as she stepped out of the elevator and secured the space, letting air in through the balcony as a button was pressed to make that wall of glass recede and open up to the night and the water of the small pool lights hung down over. all she could see here was clarke. “maybe you were right.” she tells her, watching her step closer to her again. “maybe some day you and i will owe nothing more to our people. maybe that time has come.” she wanted to believe that, she hoped for that; it didn’t feel so out of reach. “now. we can stay here.” she tells her; and maybe she didn’t know what the world waiting for clarke was like, but lexa felt selfish many time with clarke and still she always let her go, always respected her choice to leave or stay, she always would, but she wouldn’t always hide what she wanted from clarke and her green eyes....she felt them soften looking at her. “i’ll always be here, for you. i promised you that, i meant that.” she watched clarke step closer to her, heard her words about wanting to be here with her, even if it only meant for right now, and she would take every second she could get.

her head nodded, hearing what clarke wanted in this moment, the one that mattered; lexa wanted her to be okay, to be taken care of. after being met with her lips and smiling softly at her words regarding the space, lexa pressed a kiss to the corner of her lips once more. “it’s not polis.” she whispers, smiling with the light jest of her words, and then she nodded again, answering what clarke said that she wanted. lexa moved silently towards an arched doorway into the bathroom space. dim lights turned on with her entering the room, low sensors the space ran on, but lexa moved to the basin of the tub and she turned on water to adjust it so it could then fill. “i’ll find you something to wear after.” she tells her, straightening up and drying her fingertips along a towel that hung close to the tub. so much of her didn’t believe clarke was really here, so much of her didn’t know how to move now that what she’d wanted...was standing in front of her again, but lexa’s heart raced and she tried to hide that, to respect her as she always did and move to search through clothing she had in drawers inside the bedroom just beside the bathroom so she could find her something to wear. all the while her mind was going over so many things, to distract herself from nerves, from unsure feelings she had, happiness that clarke was here, sadness that clarke wasn’t happy somewhere else, a million feelings of uncertainty and doubts that had her remembering the last time she had really seen her in her life, thinking that clarke would move forward, as she wished to go to the blockade with octavia that night and leave polis. knowing where her and clarke were....was a hard battle to settle within herself. there would always be somewhere else clarke needed to be, always be somewhere else that she was happier being. clarke would always need to leave, it was what made her clarke. pulling a few bits of fabric free, she kept the shirt and shorts folded neatly and moved to place them on the bathroom counter for her.

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skaiifaya

hearing that lexa had been here awhile had clarke letting out a sot breath. first of all, she didn’t like the fact she was forced to leave her, and she didn’t like that she was trapped here by herself not even knowing what this place was. she knew it wasn’t the city of light, because clarke didn’t have the flame. she got denied it because she was made out of science, not because she was born of it. she wondered if lexa would of thought the same way everyone else thought. she wasn’t dismissing their traditions, but clarke figured if she could take the flame she could safe everyone, but roan didn’t want that, he wanted a conclave, a final one. and even though what she did to her was horrible, luna had died because of roan’s choices. and even he had died. “not been lonely here then?” she asks her, her blue hue meeting those green ones, that had such intensity in them, that clarke always found it hard to look away. 

she felt her pull her in more to her and clarke gave her a sheepish smile, embarrassed at herself for jumping. though she heard her question and waited for them to get into the elevator before shaking her head. “there was no other commander after you, lexa. you’re the last of your people.” she whispers to her, her eyes boring into her girls, before her hands were on her cheeks. “going back will mean losing you, and i can’t do that again.” she really couldn’t. she gathered whatever was keeping them here, was keeping lexa alive and without it, she wouldn’t be returning by clarke’s side at all. she was losing her thought process as lexa kissed her, making her cling to her and pull her close as she kisses her back, drowning in the taste of her, and just feeling her right her. her eyes raking over lexa’s face, before she could see her eyes burning and heard her words, making clarke pull her in closer to her if that was capable, since lexa was already against her anyway. “i…i forgot how beautiful you were.” she hadn’t she had a picture, but her memory of lexa had been fading with time. “still can’t believe you’re here, and i’m not sure if you really are.” she whispers, her eyes looking over lexa. “are you okay?”

lexa let her forehead rest against clarke’s just to stay as close to her as she could, one hand staying on her cheek while the other arm was wrapped securely around her waist. she couldn’t stop looking at her and she didn’t want to, so many tears in clarke’s eyes like there had been the last time she’d seen her in life, the last time she had seen her in the city of light too. the weight since that time...had only crushed clarke’s more. lexa could see it, so much pain and sadness that it hurt her to know even a fraction of what clarke might be feeling. “very lonely without you.” she whispers, nodding, her eyes burning more, because without her, she would always be lonely and lacking. having clarke was having everything and lexa hadn’t had her. somewhere in the city of light her mind was sheltered and the blow of missing her was softened, but never did she not miss her, never did she not want her. “i will always want you.” lexa whispers, her fingertips chasing tears from her skin. “i’m sorry, clarke. i wasn’t there with you and i...wanted to be.” she knew she couldn’t apologize for what had happened, because that had been out of both of their hands, but she could apologize for the damage that it had caused, for the hurt the absence of her had caused clarke. lexa never wanted that for her; she wanted her safe and protected and she wished it could have been her there to see to those things.

hearing that there was no commander that came after her, it had green eyes swimming with questions, and confusion, because it wasn’t possible, it wasn’t the ways of her people. so many nightbloods were ready for the conclave. “i’m not the last, there were others, there...” she knew she was missing something, but she couldn’t even finish the thought because her eyes steadied on clarke. whatever the reason was, there was one, and it was how it was supposed to be. her spirit had a plan and it would choose wisely. the spirit of the commanders would always choose the next commander. if it hadn’t yet....one day it would. “it’s okay. you’re here with me. that’s all i want to think about right now. i can keep you safe.” lexa whispers. “clarke, you need rest.” she looked so tired it made her chest ache and her eyes weaken on her, seeing clarke like this....she hadn’t ever seen her like this. “i don’t know how you’re here, but you’re here because you’re meant to be. nothing else matters to right not but you.” she pressed her lips back to clarke’s her hand wiping tears gently from her cheeks. 

when the elevator sounded behind her and came to a stop, sliding open, she knew they were in the safety of the penthouse lexa found as her own and she looked back into the space, taking clarke by the hand with a soft smile on her lips being called beautiful by her. “i'm here.” she whispers gently to her, green eyes reassuring her, promising her as she was walking out of the elevator with her and then pressing the panel on the wall to send the elevator back and lock the code into the door that would keep anyone else from reaching the height of this floor and disturbing them, without first calling up and having the visit be approved by them. none would be approved, and the light on the panel was turned to red to show the door was secure and the elevator sent back to the ground. her eyes moved back to clarke and she smiled gently, before releasing her hand and moving towards the balcony to open the door that ran the length of the wall simply to let the night air in. “you probably want something to change into, a bath, something to eat, you need sleep and....” lexa had never been nervous, or this excited aside from when she was in clarke’s presence, but she paused and pulled in a breath to look at her and just....stare. “i’m more okay than i’ve ever been.”

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isaacxlaheyx

“The way you looked at the buildings made me think that they’re all gone a hundred years from now. In my mind, that’s not good. Maybe that’s perfect for you because you’re used to it but it wouldn’t to most other people here,” Isaac explained, “Natural I agree, more eco-friendly too but you won’t find many people riding horses in this town.”

“for the most part they all are gone in my time. there are buildings, ruins, not so high. the capitol, my building as the commander, was the tallest, taller than these. in your mind i don’t care what is not good. if you were my people, i would care, but i have no coalition with you.” lexa says simply. the male had absolutely nothing to offer her, so her protection of him wouldn’t be offered by her. 

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skaiifaya

she didn’t want to be out and about here more than she needed to be, and with having lexa back now, she really just wanted to be behind closed doors where she knew lexa would be safe, where she knew people wouldn’t be able to get in unless they let them in. only person she knew that was here, was lexa herself. and as of right now, that was the only one that she needed. but she also knew that lexa would be the only one she needed, because clarke didn’t need anybody else, and she didn’t realize how much she needed lexa until lexa was gone. a soft smile played on her lips hearing lexa’s words blue eyes looking at her as they moved. “you thought a lot of things were weak. but we all learned a few things from each other.” she whispers softly, before she was looking up at the building, hearing that there was a button clarke was smiling back at lexa. “good. don’t really want to pay grounders in food or other things just to get us to the top.” she murmurs, her hand flexing against the fabric that lexa wore, the warmth of her body was helping to ease the nerves in clarke’s. hearing her question, clarke looked back at her, her hue looking her over  as they kept walking, before she was pressing a kiss to her cheek. “just arrived today.” she whispers to her, before her eyes were looking at lexa once more, once she pulled away from the kiss. “what about you? how long have you been here?” she hoped she hadn’t been here a long time, hopefully she had just arrived herself. she wasn’t sure why she was hoping that, but perhaps it was just because clarke didn’t know this place, and lea being in a foreign place by herself, just didn’t sit well with clarke. at least when she was in the flame lexa knew her spirit would be safe there, protected there, here? she wasn’t sure who would be protecting her.

clarke’s eyes were looking around them as they entered the building. doors opening as they were close making clarke jump a little before they were heading into the foyer and to the elevators. she smiled hearing lexa’s words, after she’d pressed the button, and saw the look in her eyes, that had clarke moving toward the front of her, pulling lexa inside the elevator, before her lips pressed to hers. “i wish you could go back. back to your throne that only you looked good in. leading the army that only you could protect. keeping everyone in line in your own way. maybe if we find a way to of here, you could go back.” this place did bring her alive again, there was a possibility that lexa could return, right?

it didn’t feel like time was quite the same for lexa, or maybe it was simply the feelings that came with the passing of it, but she had an inkling that much more had happened than they’d even breached in conversation just yet. she knew now was not the time, that in moments she would at least have clarke safe behind a closed and locked door and in the privacy of the penthouse lexa had been living in for....some time now. how long, she wasn’t sure in the number of days. one day the city of light surrounded her and then somewhere along the way it seemed to change and she found it looking like this. to lexa it was all the same, a city, a place where she existed after her death, where she still heard the voices of the past commanders and she still spoke to them as she slept. “awhile.” she answers, having no real way of knowing how long it had been since she’d died. only clarke would know that. she was however happy to learn that clarke had not been here long without her. perhaps she was the reason for the late-morning rain showers that had soaked the park today, she brought that change. she remembered the rain feeling good hitting her cheeks and she remembered thinking ‘what if’; what if it was clarke, what if she would be hearing her voice soon, seeing her face, feeling her touch. like other days before, lexa expected that to be a false hope, but she still smiled thinking about her.

lexa felt the way clarke startled at the doors that opened for them and she pulled her in closer to her. “did the new commander not look as good in it as i did?” she asks, smiling with a soft sparkle in her eyes only clarke got. maybe clarke was just showing preference towards her. the doors of the elevator closed and lexa turned into clarke more now that they had a moment of shelter and would, right up to the top. “i promise you’re safe. going back means nothing when you’re right here.” she tells her, leaning in to kiss her lips softly, losing her breath so easily to clarke as she always had. her hand covered her cheek just to touch her skin and for the moment as the elevator moved she just looked at her, drank her in, melted on her and marveled over her soft skin beneath her fingertips on the side of her neck. “feels like i forgot how beautiful you are.” she hadn’t, of course, and she smiled, her eyes burning just looking at her. “are you alright?"

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ravcnxrcycs

“okay so if i just punch this in here, then that should get the doors to open and close with that little sensor thing.” she mutters to herself, from outside the auto shop. she punched in the numbers, and watched as the doors started to close, bring a smile to her lips. “awesome. now when anyone walks by, it’ll open, and close by itself.” and all she had to do was punch in the other code to make sure they didn’t open when she wasn’t in. “want security up and running in your place?” she asks, grinning to the person beside her.

raven reyes. lexa watched her for a moment as she prattled on about what she was working on, nothing that she likely had a need for, but she didn’t interrupt her talking to herself and instead watched her curiously. the chances of them both ending up in the same version of an afterlife was odd, for obvious reasons. “have people lost the ability of their hands here?” lexa asks, now making her presence known since it appeared raven spoke knowing someone was here. “the tower is secure so probably not. i don’t think clarke would complain about it though.” considering clarke tensed when lexa moved even in slight ways, her eyes following her movements. “clarke could feel more secure.” she admits.

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