Chapter 1:

The battle was won. It was over, Lexa could hear the screams of victory echoing across the field mingled with the cry of the wounded. As the adrenaline rush that had shielded her body from pain slowly wore off Lexa began to feel the affects of the wounds that littered her body. She painfully pushed herself up and looked around at the battle field seeing the lifeless faces of her people around her.

"Clarke" she called out, hoping that the blonde warrior would hear her and come out. Indra came to stand my her side, her arm was held to her body with a blood stained cloth and another around her left arm.

"I'm sure Wanheda is ok, heda. She is a great warrior."

Indra had slowly come to tolerate Clarke's constant presence by her commanders side, though she was told that it was purely political and that any further questions would mean punishment. Lexa took a step forward and winced as a rather large gash on her leg started gushing blood anew. She also seemed to have suffered a non-fatal gunshot wound to the abdomen. She kept moving because she knew that these wounds would heal and she would forget the scars, but losing Clarke would shatter her and she would never recover.

"We must find her," Lexa stated simply inviting Indra to follow without question. After a few moments she added "for the coalition to remain intact Wanheda must return to the capital," Lexa hoped this was enough for Indra not to be suspicious even though she would never say anything.

"Sha, heda. We will locate her." Lexa moved quickly for someone who was suffering the injuries she was, but she hid her pain well as she always had. Clarke was the only one she allowed to see her weakened by it. Abby soon approached the two looking distraught, "have either of you seen Clarke, no one has seen her since their retreat," Indra was about to inform Abby of their search when she suddenly came forward reaching toward Lexa. Indra's hand instinctively went to her blade as a possible threat was sussed out, but the look that her commander shot her told her it would not be necessary. Lexa thought that killing her girlfriends mother would not be a great way to celebrate the end of a very long war.

"Oh my god, Commander you need to get to the med tent immediately. Your going to bleed out if you don't bandage these." Abby looked like she had more to say, but stopped when Lexa reached down to her shirt and tore off a large bit of cloth tying it around her leg to stop the bleeding. It seemed to be helping and she showed no signs she was going to listen any longer so Abby left it alone.

"I will be fine, you can tend your wounded we will locate Wanheda," Lexa said in her best leader tone trying her hardest to hide the worry that was building up inside her, "she will be needed now more than ever." Abby hated it when people referred to her daughter as Wanheda, she was after all only 18, her baby girl the commander of death. Lexa knew Abby distrusted her and that she still hated her for what happened at Mount Weather, but Clarke had forgiven her long ago and that was all that mattered.

"I'm fine, Ge Indra," Indra stepped forward taking the arm of her commander so she could walk the rugged field littered with the dead. Abby left them and went back to the med tent, as much as she disliked the commander she knew that if anyone could find Clarke and bring her back safely it was her.

"Agh, L-Lex-gaah," the sounds continued for a few more seconds, but Lexa had already started running as fast as she could to where they were.

"Clarke," she yelled out, "Clarke." The only response was more cry's and screams. Then she saw her, her beautiful Skai Prisa pinned down by a rather large Ice Nation warrior. As she came closer she saw the reason for her great pain, his long blade was stuck under his weight and had run straight through Clarke's leg. The reason she had been screaming was that she had tried to push him off herself only causing the blade to twist in her leg.

"Lexa," she sighed loudly relieved she had found her. She grunted again in an attempt to free herself.

"Lex, help me," Clarke pleaded with tears in her eyes. Lexa hated seeing her so helpless and not being able to save her on her own. Clarke threw her head back in pain as Lexa tried to help her push the warrior off of her, but neither of them were in any state to be doing heavy lifting.
"Indra" Lexa called out, within seconds she was at her side and Clarke was freed. Clarke let out a sigh of relief as she was finally relieved of the weight that had been crushing her for what felt like hours. There was still the matter of the blade to be dealt with. Lexa reached down to pull it out leaning close to her lovers head whispering " I'm sorry, ai hodnes (my love)" and she quickly pulled it out.

"Ahhh," Clarke cried out and reached for Lexa grabbing hold of her arm and squeezing it tightly. They were now close to the med tent Jackson and Abby had set up, so Lexa reached down and lifted Clarke into her arms and carried her leaving a stunned and now highly suspicious Indra behind them. Lexa's muscles protested as she struggled to hold onto Clarke who had passed out from blood loss, stress, and pain. Abby ran out with a large Skai crew male who took Clarke from her and laid her down on a bed. Lexa would have protested, but as he was being taken to a bed next to Clarke everything started spinning and she saw black dots in the room, she blacked out right hitting the ground with a thud.