Heeeeeeeyyyyy so Clexa huh?

I was reading some great Clexa FanFiction and I just thought yanno what? There isn't enough love for these two... Nope not at all enough.

Also (for a moment of madness) I was listening to the 50 Shades soundtrack and the songs are so so so so good! so each chapter is going to be a lyric from one of the songs because I am inspired and I just don't care!

I'm going to ignore the pain in my chest from last weeks episode and carry on pretending like my babies are fine... THEY'RE FINE PEOPLE JUST CARRY ON

Anyone the name of this fic is borrowed from Skyler Grey - I know you... which is an A-MAAAAAAZZZZ-ING song guys... listen to it please?

Also I got inspired for the ending of this fic by Sia - One last night (again give it a listen) I just think that every piece of reading goes better with music.

Last but not least I would like to point out that though I love writing I am an A levels student and, if you've ever been there done that, then you'll understand my current agony. So if I don't post for a while then that's why :) but please - any questions or suggestions then please review... now ON WITH THE FIC!

Disclaimer: Shockingly I own nothing but if I did then everyone would be in a safe bubble where nobody dies

The city lay quietly in the ash and dust, ready and waiting for the people to wake to the new horrors the day would bring to them. Bodies littered the ground grey as the sky from the flurry of ashen snow that had come so silently the night before with, just like their deaths, no warning. Abandoned rubble littered the ground between what was left of the silent buildings that reached up away from the massacre towards the greying clouds as a new fall of snow threatened the day.

A single man could be seen stumbling through the wreckage, his grey coat whipping around his figure as he broke through the morning mist that had long since settled upon the grieving city. He pulled himself along the building shells as his gaze met each and every motionless body on the ground. He seemed to be memorizing every face and emotionless feature, as if he himself was somehow to blame for their deaths. The mask that balanced on his face fell to the ground as he stumbled over another stretched out arm across his path.

Dried blood and dirt marred his features but not enough to cover the fear that shone through the mask. Finally he spotted a small child. She lay top above a large pile of bodies on the boot of a car and, unlike the others, her eyes were gazing out unblinking. They watched him move closer, blaming him, blaming him for her people's death. For her death.

It was only when he was just a step away that the single shot could be heard echoing through the air. He faltered. His gaze still on the child as a smile etched its way across his face before crumpling to the ground and welcoming the death he prayed for.

No sound could be heard after that. Neither stumbling feet nor mournful bird in the early morning mist sounded. Just an empty bleakness that was left for a new day and the city became a graveyard for victims and guilty alike. Fires etched into the ground and waited to finally burn out in the new day…

"Clarke?"

The blonde didn't look up from where she was hidden. After the missile hit TonDC there was uproar. Lexa promised revenge, Octavia shouted with them, eager for the blood of Lincoln to be answered for… and then there was her mother.

The one person who, besides Lincoln, knew the horrible truth.

Lexa was wrong… Finn's death didn't haunt her until the end of her days.

She could convince herself that his death was worth it, but not theirs, his death had meant the creation of an Alliance that would save people… TonDC, despite what Lexa might argue otherwise, has done nothing but kill innocent people.

She didn't doubt the looks she would soon be getting from her mother. She couldn't face Octavia, not after shooting Lincoln, and she still couldn't bring herself to face Raven after Finn. Everyone was dying. Even Murphy was no longer with them. Jasper and Monty who she left for dead. Bellamy who she surely sent to his death. Wells… Finn… Lincoln… All their blood was on her hands and those 250 innocents that knew nothing about the horror that would soon befall them.

They all came back to the Ark. Lexa and the grounders stayed just outside to keep an eye on the wounded and to plan for the final assault on mount weather. This was the moment Clarke had feared most of all. Whilst the marrow treatment wasn't being used somewhere inside herself Clarke could believe that it wasn't really happening. Now though she had no choice but to accept it and those around her looked to her for a leadership that she never truly wanted anyway.

Sometime in the morning she had pulled herself into the vents of the Ark and hidden deep away from everything outside. Claustrophobia had yet to settle in but, whilst it wasn't there, Clarke would enjoy the freedom this enclosed space gave her. That was until the crashing sound reverberated around her and light spilled in from the hole in the wall. For one mad moment Clarke thought they were pulling apart the Ark… before a head poked through.

Clarke growled and threw her head back, "Go away Raven"

"I don't think so Princess" She hauled herself through, grunting as her limp leg fell beneath her, "They're all looking for you out there"

"I know"

"Do you?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Yes… what's your point Reyes? Just tell my mother where I am and she can drag me out kicking and screaming"

She closed her eyes and almost smiled at the idea. Imagine that display.

"Yeah well I don't fancy Abbey biting my head off because her daughters decided to hibernate. So if you could come out willingly that would make this a whole lot easier"

Raven kicked her foot with her good leg and sent her a knowing glance. When she first arrived down here Clarke didn't doubt that Raven would have been the one to drag her out… now though… She seemed so different after Finn's death that it scared her. He was her only family and she had taken that away as well.

"How did you find me?"

The mechanic raised an eyebrow, "I was a disgruntled child with a thieving mother… I learnt how to manoeuvre through these vents before you were crawling Griffin"

"I don't doubt that" she muttered grimly.

"Seriously though Clarke, Lexa is looking for you. She started a war meeting over an hour ago so you might want to get over there. Mourn later, war now"

Without waiting for a response she pulled herself out of the vent. Clarke waited until her hobbled footsteps faded out before following. Raven was right. Feelings were making her weak.

Turns out Lexa postponed the meeting until Clarke turned up. She told her generals that Clarke was injured in the blast and needed to recover fully first. Clarke was grateful but she knew that she had a lot to answer for, even if Lexa did cover for her.

She had only stepped into the tent when Lexa was on her.

"Never make me do that again"

The commander was looking down at the map and didn't look up when Clarke entered. She was however spinning her knife on the table. If she was angry then she covered it well.

"I'm sorry, I just needed a moment"

Still she didn't move "We all need a moment Clarke but whilst we have that moment then the enemy can get the upper hand. We need to strike on Mount weather now. It can't wait any longer"

Clarke nodded and stepped forward against the table looking down at the maps as well, "I agree but we still have to wait for Bellamy to shut down the acid fog. Raven is keeping up with him and says it won't be long but until then we still can't do anything. Not to mention we need him to release your army"

Lexa turned to face her, her blank features not wavering in the dim glow of the tent, "I understand the risk here Clarke but your people are finally being used as treatment, which means we don't have a lot of time to wait for Bellamy anymore, and there are other parts to work out"

Clarke nodded and looked down to mount weather on the map, "The door"

"The door" Lexa confirmed and they both glanced down.

Clarke shook her head and mumbled, "Survived a nuclear war…" Glancing across the rest of the map her gaze landed upon the bridge by the dropship. It seemed a lifetime ago when she had met Anya there to discuss terms and Raven had…

Clarke looked up suddenly and whispered, "Raven"

Lexa met her gaze with a puzzled expression, "I'm sorry?"

"Raven can do it. Raven can get us in"

Lexa still seemed confused, "Raven is on the outside Clarke, I thought Bellamy…"

"Bellamy can get us to the door unharmed and can even help us take them out from the inside but what he can't do is get our army inside. Raven can"

"How?"

She looked up and was shocked to see determination across Lexa's face. She hadn't expected the commander to hold any hope for this at all but here she was proving her wrong.

"I need to speak to her. We'll hold a war meeting in the Ark as soon as I've done that. Bring your generals, this is going to work"

"I'm sorry. You want me to what?"

Clarke stood opposite Raven in the engineer's room with Wick, Abbey and Octavia at either side. Octavia stood next to Raven and watched her disbelief with amusement. When she had explained the plan to Octavia she had been just as convinced as Clarke that Raven could do this.

"You blew the bridge up"

"Yeah a bridge Clarke! You want me to target that Dam?" Raven spluttered back.

"Not the Dam. Just the generators inside"

Raven shook her head, "It won't work. They have back-up generators like we did on the Ark"

"Can't you target them?" Octavia piped up.

Raven shot her a disbelieving look, "How? They're on the inside. I could get to the Dam no problem, take out the generators maybe, but as soon as the back-up power is on then it would have been useless"

"How long?" Everyone jumped at the sound of another voice and looked to the door to see Lexa. She stood arms crossed and her face giving nothing away. Upon her discovered presence she walked to join Clarke at her right. Abbey seemed to back away almost fearful and Wick gulped, eyes wide, even Raven bit her lip. Only Clarke and Octavia act indifferent at the Commander's presence.

"How long what?"

Lexa coughed, "How long until the back-up generator came on?"

Clarke nodded and looked to Raven following Lexa's train of thought. Raven scrunched her face up in thought, "A minute probably. They would have a minute without power, they couldn't last without it"

Lexa nodded and looked to Clarke, "You see where I am going with this?"

Clarke nodded, "A minute to take out the door"

"No possible" Everyone looked to Abbey, "That door is huge, thick and locked. A minute isn't long enough to open it"

"You wouldn't have to open it" Raven seemed to be agreeing with Clarke and Lexa, "You would only have to break the lock. After that even if the power came back on you could still open it… opening it would take longer but the power being back on wouldn't hinder your chances"

Lexa and Clarke shared a look, "How would we break the lock?"

"Leave that to me" Wick grinned and indicated to the pile of machinery behind him, "I'll get that thing open"

"Then who will go to the Dam?" Abbey frowned, still having her doubts over the whole thing.

Lexa looked to Octavia and they shared a glance because Octavia spoke, "I can get Raven inside. Lincoln explained the reaper tunnels to me briefly and there's one that leads to the Dam"

Raven seemed relieved and she smiled at Octavia. Abbey spoke again, "That Dam has stood through a nuclear war. Those generators as well, they survived years or hardship and radiation"

Raven looked between Octavia and Clarke before meeting Abbey's gaze defiantly, "It won't survive me"

Clarke grinned and looked to Lexa who was watching Raven. For the first time she thought she saw the hint of a smile on Lexa's face.

Honestly I will probably post again today but if I don't then it will hopefully be in the next few days. In the meantime please review oh and I apologise for Lincoln but I just have a plan that must come together... Don't get me wrong I love Linctavia I just want to write something a bit different here :)

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