A/N: Okay so since they killed Lexa I still watch the show but I pay attention a lot less. There might be a few errors so don't crucify me. Hope you like it. This is my take on how I feel Season 3 should have played out. I liked some of Season 3 but some did go a little too far out there for me. I changed Polis a bit as well. I saw it more to be like the remains of a city, maybe Chicago. I will eventually add in some of my own characters. My stories start slow and build up, like a TV show (pun intended). Read, review and hopefully enjoy!

Disclaimer…I own nothing it all belongs to Jason Rothenberg


1 DAY AFTER MOUNT WEATHER

Lexa's tent was setup and all she could do was pace inside. The look in Clarke's eyes almost broke her. She promised herself to never love again. The brunette wasn't even sure it was love but it was something. Costia was a weakness. A weakness that being the Heda of the 12 clans couldn't, no shouldn't have. She was the Grounder Leader, and that required making decisions that weren't always easy. Clarke was new to being a leader; she has yet to face making these kinds of decisions. The time Lexa spent with her, she knew Clarke would have done the same thing to save her people. Long before she met Clarke Griffin she pledged herself to the Grounders. She sat in her throne and closed her eyes. For tonight she was going to stop thinking of the blonde. For tonight she was going to clear her head of everything that happened the other day. For tonight she was going to concentrate on getting her people home. Thoughts of Polis drifted into her mind. The City she yearned to go back to. The memory of asking Clarke to go with her crept into her memories. No matter what she couldn't get the blonde out of her thoughts.

Indra approached the guards outside her commander's tent. "I have news for Heda," she pushed right past them not waiting for an answer. She was never one to not completely follow orders but she knew this information was important. Walking inside the tent she saw her leader. Indra observed Lexa. Her eyes were shut as if in a deep meditation but her body held that perfect posture. Knowing how dangerous the brunette leader was she softly jolted her from her thinking quietly saying, "Heda?"

The brunette sat still. She heard someone in her tent and knew just by her senses who it was. She slowly opened her eyes. This could be a distraction she needed. Her eyes looked onto the former chief of Tondc, "Chit ste em?"

Indra stood up straighter when her commander looked at her, approaching closer only when she was spoken to, "I have news of Mount Weather." She purposely avoided naming the Leader of the SkyPeople. Her distaste for her was evident. There was no need to further voice that opinion, especially to the Heda. Even though some of the SkyPeople were growing on her she still didn't fully trust them. The blonde in particular she wanted far away from her leader. She saw small changes in Lexa since Clarke. The tiniest of changes could have the largest of consequences.

The commander felt her heart flutter at hearing Mount Weather. She knew who she left behind there. She would not show it. The brunette would keep a stone face never letting emotion cross over her face. Feelings she learned to keep control of long ago. Let no one know your thoughts were one of the first rules she taught herself. It was not something she would waiver on. The commander didn't so much as blink as she said, "Go on."

The warrior never let her gaze fall from her commander. "The SkyPeople abandoned their leader." Seeing no reaction from her leader she continued, "Clarke killed the rest of the Mountain Men. I was informed one of the men escaped." Indra didn't go into detail. She was always straight to the point. Clarke survived, as much as she wanted the two leaders apart, it was important information. Whatever the short haired warrior felt towards the blonde leader didn't change the fact; she was the SkyPeople's commander. That was enough to make her tell Lexa.

For the first time in a very long time the brunette fought hard to keep her face straight. She fought against the corners of her mouth that were twinging to pull up. She could taste the blood in her mouth from biting her inner cheeks. She would not let that smile form in front of any Grounder, especially this one. Indra was a longtime friend and one of her best soldiers. The dark skinned warrior was also not a fan of emotions hardly ever showing any of her own. Doing her best to not move a muscle she dismissed Indra. She didn't thank her for the information that was not what they do. The brunette slowly stood up from her throne. She paced back and forth no longer fighting the smile. Going towards her sleeping chamber she thought to herself how that was the decision a leader would make. Laying down she wondered how Clarke would be after such a choice. It would weigh heavy on her. Remembering how Clarke was after killing her former lover Finn almost tore her apart. During that time Lexa was there to help her through it. All of her wanted to find the blonde and comfort her. As she drifted to sleep knowing as much as she wished she could do that she never would.

1 MONTH LATER

The Grounders returned to Polis 3 weeks ago. Lexa stood in her tower that overlooked the City. Her hands were tight on the balcony as she felt the air whipping around her. She had no idea that the place she was standing on was once the Chicago Spire. The brunette loved to be here, to feel the breeze; there was always one at this height. Behind her was her throne, and in front of that was a long hallway leading out into the tall building. Guards stood watch in the room behind her.

Titus gave the commander time to be alone. He waited for just a bit longer before going to the strong brunette. "Commander," he called her attention and waited.

Lexa stayed looking at the busy streets below her. This is what made her proud. To watch her people thrive. Everything below showed her that the Grounders were doing just that. She didn't turn to face him. Her advisor knew it meant for him to continue. He paused knowing this wasn't going to make the brunette happy, "There have been reports of the Ice Nation in the area." He didn't say another word waiting for his Heda's reply.

Lexa spun around and closed the distance between her and Titus. The Ice Nation was the one she couldn't unite. It was their leader that killed the only person she loved. "How close to the city are they? What do they want?" The blood between the two only has gotten worse since Costia.

"I have no further information, I am sorry Heda. As soon as I find out more I will bring it to your attention." With that he gave a small bow to his Commander and departed. He would get some of their best warriors to gather intel. For now he would return to watch the Nightbloods.

Lexa walked into her throne room. She watched as the guards went into formation. Lining up the walkway towards where she sat. They stood as still as statues not even looking over at their leader. She wanted to be alone, gliding right past them into her private chambers. Shutting the door she took off her red cape and threw it over her couch. Pulling off some of her armor she sat next to where she placed everything. If a battle was forming she needed more information, where? When? Why? They haven't faced each other in years. There was no truce between them but there definitely wasn't any mutual respect. One would always try to kill the other and unite all clans under one leader. It was Lexa's ultimate goal. Now might be here opportunity to be the one true Heda. This smile was different from the one she had learning of Clarke's survival. This smile was devious.

A few hours later Titus found himself outside of Lexa's door yet again. He hesitantly knocked waiting for her reply.

The tiny leader was still in the same spot. She couldn't help strategizing out battle plans on the many ways this could go with the Ice Nation. The knocking brought her back to the present. Usually she told whoever it was to come in but not today. Her adrenaline was pumping. Fighting she knew, she has done it her whole life and she was good at it. She threw the door open meeting Titus's eyes. Before she could say anything he spoke, "It is best you come with me Commander." Without another word he turned around and made his way to the main room. Curiosity grabbed the Grounder Leader as this was not usual behavior for her advisor. It wasn't till she approached the throne room that she saw him. The one from the SkyPeople she had the least concern for. His behavior was uncontrollable. He didn't seem to grasp the concept of a leader. He was clumsy and foolish.

She walked past her guards that were holding Bellamy in place. Titus stood to the right of her throne as she confidently sat down. She leaned forward and motioned for her guards to loosen their grip on the messy haired man. They nodded in understanding as he was released but stepped only a few feet behind him at the ready in case he needed to be restrained. "Why laik yu hir," she smiled inside knowing he wouldn't understand a word she spoke. He made no attempt to learn the language that existed way before his people landed there.

He starred at the petite brunette in front of him. He knew it was a risk coming here but he had to. They have searched endlessly for Clarke with no leads. He knew she had to be alive because he knew her. She was a survivor. She survived being in the Sky, she survived the attacks of the grounders, survived killing her first love and survived being left for dead at Mount Weather. That wasn't his concern but the new information he came across did concern him. That's where risking his life to go to the one who betrayed them was worth it, worth dying for if the Heda killed him because he knew she would save Clarke if he couldn't. At the very least she owed that to the blonde. "I'm sorry I don't understand." He would be nice, for now.

Lexa leaned back with ease. "Why are you here Bellamy?" The leader made no attempt at hiding the cockiness in her voice. He was in her city with no protection. She could handle this however she chose and all of Polis would be behind her. He always should his distaste for her people. Almost losing his sister for the person her heart loved. There was no respect for the man before her. He acted impulsively. Impulse is a huge error in a battle.

"It's Clarke"

The brunette caught her breathe. She held it for a minute, exhaling through her nose so it wouldn't be noticed. She stood abruptly, "Leave Us!" Her voice held the command with strength and authority while her guards piled outside. Only Titus stopped before leaving, "Do you think it is wise to leave him alone with you?" Lexa sneered looking over at the man standing in front of her, "Do you think he would be able to hurt me?" With that Titus walked through the door leaving the two alone. She didn't move towards Bellamy. She stood exactly where she was, "What of Clarke?"

He didn't hold back. He wanted to attack the small framed leader and see who would win. She was so sure it would be her but Bellamy thought he had the better chance. It was the thought of saving Clarke that kept him from finding out. "She is being hunted by YOUR PEOPLE!" He spat the words out with venom dripping from his lips. He stepped closer to the Commader, "You left her and all of us for dead. Now she is being hunted?" His anger was intensifying. He was walking closer. "Did you know she was starting to care for you? That she convinced all of her people to have faith in you, TO TRUST YOU?" His rage was blinding him and he didn't see the punch till his head jolted back. He rubbed his chin, it stung more than he expected.

Each word he spoke rippled through the brunette burning a flame inside her. The anger building with each word, she watched him approaching waiting for that moment she knew he would give her. The second she saw it she hit him. The Commander had wanted to do that for quite some time and the one thing that held her back was Clarke. How dare he come to her city and accuse her of trying to harm Clarke. "MY PEOPLE FOLLOW MY COMMAND AND THERE IS NO COMMAND TO HUNT CLARKE." As he fell back she stepped right into his space. He might be taller than Lexa but she was not intimidated by size, if she was she wouldn't hold the position she did. She was not going to stop her verbal attack. "DID YOU THINK THAT DECISION WAS EASY FOR ME? HAVE YOU EVER BEEN A LEADER? DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT ENTAILS? TO PUT ALL OTHER'S BEFORE YOURSELF, BEFORE WHAT YOU WANT, NO MATTER WHAT? HAVE YOU EVER BEEN FORCED TO MAKE A DECISION THAT YOU DIDN'T WANT TO MAKE?" She inhaled sharply to catch a much needed breathe.

Bellamy remembered the short time he ruled and his methods. How Clarke looked at him when he almost hung someone to death. He thought it was the right thing to do at the time. Some of his anger started to melt as her words brought back the repercussions of the choices he made. "You left her for dead." It was all he could muster.

She stepped back, her eyes narrowing at the man in front of her, "It appears I have more faith in Clarke than you do. I knew she would survive and I was told she did." She sat back in her throne feeling a bit calmer. "How is Clarke?"

That is when it hit Bellamy, the Heda didn't have any idea what happened after she left. He would have sworn someone would be watching Clarke and getting back to Lexa. It was one of the main reasons he came there. "Clarke left after Mount Weather. You were right Lexa she survived but at what cost. She couldn't live with herself and never returned home. Did you know she had to kill people that were helping us? People that our friends grew to care for? Even children died at our hand." His head hung down in shame. This wasn't all on Clarke he was there to. He wouldn't let her take this blame alone. "We've been searching for her ever since," he finished.

"What do you mean you haven't seen her? Why would you let her leave?" She chose to ignore the comment about the brunette breaking the SkyPeople Leader. That was something she would talk only to the blonde about. It was a conversation they needed to have badly. It hurt her to the core thinking that Clarke was so broken by her. She expected the blonde to feel some consequences but she wasn't even considering that it would break her.

"I thought she needed a day or two. I never contemplated that she would have disappeared entirely. When I realized it I have searched for her ever since, day and night." Sensing that Lexa really didn't order the attack on Clarke he stepped closer but still keeping a distance. Especially after getting that right hook, he wanted to rub his chin again as it continued to throb but wouldn't give her the satisfaction. Instead he continued, "That is when we found out she was being hunted by Grounders. I heard them calling her Wanheda. What does that mean?" He wasn't sure if the title was important. What he knew was he needed every single piece of information if it meant saving Clarke.

The wheels in Lexa's brain all started to click into place. Titus letting her know earlier that there were sightings of the Ice Nation and grounders hunting Clarke. It was the Ice Nation after Clarke. It hit the Heda hard, the memories flooding her mind of Nia killing Costia. Now it could happen all over again. Lexa's stomach turned at the knowledge that was electrifying through her brain. This was now her number one priority. She would call upon her 12 clans and the one man who she knew that would love to go against the Ice Nation. Her mind was swirling with information but one thing she knew she couldn't deny anymore, she loved the leader of the SkyPeople, and she will save her.