Clarke was livid. She couldn't fully understand what had just happened. All she knew was Lexa was here and she was pissed. It took so long for her to be okay, well not really okay but enough. She hadn't had to see anyone she new for so long and the first recognizable face was lexa's. Mad was an understatement.

After a few minutes she came to her senses. Where was she? How long had she been sitting there? She was in a room and found herself surprised it wasn't a cell. After just threatening the Commander. The walls were cream and delicate nothing like the ark. There was a bed and furs and the lighting was soft. If she wasn't so angry she might have actually liked it.

Out of nowhere the door creaked open slowly. Clarke was already on her feet waiting to pounce. When the door shut Lexa was standing there not noticing Clarke.

"Clarke," She spoke so soft and delicate it made Clarke's heart race.

Clarke couldn't take it. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted Lexa's dagger hanging at her belt. She pounced on her with the element of surprise on her side. Lexa had no time to react. Clarke had her pinned to the wall with the dagger to her neck.

They just stared. No one had words to say their eyes said it all. Lexa's green eyes trying to convey how sorry she was and Clarke's blue eyes dark with anger. Neither of the two would speak for what felt like days. Finally it was Lexa who spoke.

"Do it," she said "end it. But It won't make you feel any better."

Clarke could feel the tears forming but she wouldn't let them fall. Not in front of this girl. She knew how she felt about her, knew why she did what she did but couldn't forgive it. Not yet. Maybe not ever.

"You left," she said her voice cracking slightly? "I know why but you left me. You left me alone."

The words tore at Lexa. All she wanted was to wrap this girl in her arms and never let go. She was weak. She could feel it. He knees started to shake. Clarke didn't take her eyes off Lexa. Lexa sighed and closed her eyes.

"I didn't want too. I can't apologize for my choosing my people. I will never apologize for that. However, it was the hardest thing I have ever had to do. I don't expect you to forgive me. I'm not asking for that. I need you Clarke. Not the me the commander me the girl. Lexa." She put her hand on Clarke's wrist. Clarke only tried to press in harder. Her eyes darted between Lexa's eyes and her lips. Clarke was crying now.

"You left," she sighed. As she moved her hand away from the older girls neck. "I needed you then".

Lexa reached down and pulled the dagger from her hands and tossed it to the side.

"I'm here now. I'm not going anywhere. Not until you can trust me again Clarke."

Clarke was fighting a battle internally. She shouldn't trust her. Not ever not after what Lexa had done. But why was it so easy for her to want her. To need her this bad. Lexa pulled Clarke to her chest and whispered.

"Clarke kom skiakru I cannot let you go."

That was all it took for Clarke to fall to her knees. Lexa fell with her. She cupped her face with her strong hands and said

"Love is weakness. But you, you are my strength."

She leaned in very slowly and brought her lips to the beautiful blondes. The kiss was soft at first and Clarke returned it halfheartedly.

Clarke pulled away and said "why now. Why am I good enough for you now. Why do you need me now." The question was a good one but it still hurt Lexa. Yet she couldn't let herself be weak in this moment. There was too much on the line. Her people, she needed to use her head.

Lexa stood very slowly missing the contact from the blonde almost instantly. Her green eyes met blue ones. "Because are people need us, both of us together." With that she left. Leaving Clarke confuse and even more angry then before.