Author's Note: I know that usually timeline stories are difficult to write without an specific order or explanation about the different timelines. In this story I use the theory of Back To The Future.
Based on the theory used in Back To The Future, an specific event changing can lead to a completely altered reality. My argument is that this happened twice during Clexa's relationship. The first one was when Lexa didn't betray Clarke. This leads to Clarke marrying Lexa and becoming SkaiHeda. (AKA Polis 2152)
The second event that switched things completely was Lexa's death. This then leads us to the mental collapse of Clarke and her return to Arkadia. Clarke is known as Wanheda. (AKA Arkadia 2150)
The third timeline is the present, where current events are folding just like the season did (Lexa betrayed Clarke, Clarke does not trust her), but instead of continuing its normalcy to 3x07, we see that for some reason Skaiheda Clarke finds herself there. (AKA Polis 2150)
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Arkadia, 2150
10 days since Lexa died...
Clarke felt soft hands caressing her face, flickers of brown hair covering her eyes and tender hands brushing her hips. She smelled a mixture of sweat and honey in the air, a reminder that the woman who was now on top of her was real. She was with Lexa, she could feel the weight of the brunette's body and the way it perfectly molded with her own. She smiled warmly, ravishing in the feeling of finally being at peace, of being loved and treated so reverently. All had been forgiven, circumstances reminding them that what they were now sharing was not forever and hence they should take advantage of it. Because they knew the way their world worked, how it always looked to spill blood. And maybe it was because of that that they were now desperately touching each other, biting and marking what they knew belonged to the other. Because Clarke realized that there would be no one like Lexa, no one who understood her and accepted her just as much as the brunette did. No one that loved her just as much as she did.
"Lexa." Clarke whispered and opened her eyes when the woman in front of her did not answer.
Instead of seeing beautiful green eyes staring back, she noticed the emptiness of her cold room inside the Ark. It made her remember what had happened, that what she had just seen was not real and it had been an awful dream, a reminder of what she had just lost. Things were not getting better and the sleepless nights took their toll on Clarke. She feared to fall asleep because her dream world was filled of Lexa, of moments the two of them had shared, and imaginary events that would never come true.
"Lexa..." Clarke whimpered and started to cry softly.
"Clarke?" she heard her mom calling her and Clarke tried her best to hide her tears.
"Coming." she said and after trying her best to not look like she had been crying she went in search of her mother. "What happened?" she asked when she finally found her.
"Someone's here to see you." she motioned towards the gates of Arkadia and Clarke's heart fluttered when she saw the familiar brand of the Heda.
"It's the Heda." she whispered softly. "I must go see him. Open the gates." she ordered the guards. "Marcus, join me."
After waiting for Marcus to get ready, Clarke had to do everything in her power to not run outside the gate. She had not seen Aden since the funeral and had not spoken to him since Lexa introduced them. Taking a deep, calming breath, Clarke went towards the welcoming entourage and managed to be cordial to Titus, who was standing right next to Aden.
"Clarke Kom Skaikru." he said solemnly and Clarke immediately noticed the change in him. This was no longer the boy she had met all those months ago. This was the new Heda.
"Heda." Clarke kneeled and Marcus followed her lead.
"You don't need to bow Clarke." he said softly. "I am glad to see you well."
"As I am glad to see you Heda. This is the new Chancellor of Skaikru, Marcus Kom Skaikru."
"I do hope that under your leadership Skaikru prospers and does not make the same mistakes it did in the past couple of months." Aden said seriously.
"Skaikru is thankful for the opportunity you gave us, Heda." Marcus started to say but stopped when the young boy raised his hand.
"The mercy Skaikru received was not offered by me. It was the legacy of my mentor and former Heda, Lexa Kom Trikru. It is her you should be thankful to." he said with hidden anger.
Clarke gulped and couldn't stop the couple of tears that fell from her eyes.
"Skaikru is willing to make the enemies that took out Heda's army pay the price of their actions. As a sign of good faith and willingness to follow the orders of the Coalition." Clarke said determinedly.
Instead of answering her, Aden simply raised his hands and the soldiers and guards that were inside the room understood the signal. "Leave us." he said to Marcus and the man gave her one cautious look before following Titus outside.
This was the moment Clarke had feared so much. What would it be like to be in front of Aden. Would it be like talking to Lexa, would he know what the two of them had, what the two of them shared? Would he feel what Lexa felt for her?
"Clarke." Aden said and this got her attention. "How are you really?"
"I don't understand the question." Clarke answered seriously.
"I feel this need to know you're well, this need to protect you." the boy confessed while smiling sadly. "I know this is because Lexa cared about you. And I will honor her wishes and desires. That is what she deserves."
"I cared about her too." Clarke smiled sadly. "And I miss her. But I know she would want me to keep her legacy alive, keep working for peace. And that's what she would like from you as well."
"And that leads me to the real reason I asked to be alone with you. Offering the criminals that murdered my people is completely different to what you had been asking of Lexa months ago."
"Jus drein jus daun." Clarke whispered.
"I thought that was no longer going to be our way?" Aden asked somberly.
"It was." Clarke confessed. "But our people are not there yet. Pike is proving to be more difficult to neutralize and I know that unless we kill him he will remain a danger for Skaikru and our attempts at peace."
Aden stared at her for what it seemed to be an eternity. Finally he spoke. "Is it revenge or justice Wanheda?"
"Both." Clarke admitted. "They are my people and it hurts me to see that this is the only way for us to have peace, but I..." she stopped talking to catch her breath. "I realize now that my sacrifice, and the one Lexa did for them, is one they don't deserve."
Aden nodded in understanding. "The Coalition will welcome you back the moment you give proof of this man's death." the Heda said solemnly. "Until that happens the blockade will remain active and any Skaikru outside of their territory will be killed on sight."
"Understood." Clare said determinedly. "What of Titus?" she managed to ask the other question she was dying to know the answer to. "What will be his punishment?"
Aden looked at her with understanding and sadness in his eyes. "The Flamekeeper's usefulness in protecting the legacy of the Commander is what has kept him alive." he confessed to Clarke. "His betrayal has not been forgotten and my Spirit does not trust him. It is vary of him and his intentions. It has learned from Heda Lexa's situation and now knows of how to act in his presence. It is careful."
"So he will live." Clarke whispered angrily. "He killed Lexa and took her away from this world, from me." she whispered the last part but she knew Aden had heard her. "And he gets to live and remain at your side. How is that justice?"
"It's not." Aden whispered back to her. "But the Spirit understands that its legacy is more important to retain than avenge Lexa's life."
"That's bullshit." Clarke said candidly.
"You underestimate the love Titus had for Lexa. He was by her side since she was a Natblida and then became her right hand when the Spirit chose her to lead. That bond, one of teacher and student, was destroyed by his own hand. Believe me when I tell you that keeping him alive, always remembering the consequences of his actions and betrayal, is worse than any possible death offered to him." Aden said seriously.
Clarke looked down in sadness but accepted the decision that came from Heda. It was scary, but he could see her in him. His intelligence and leadership skills, the way she was confident of herself and her willingness to act with her head and not heart. It pained her to see but at the same time made her heart flutter, to know that Lexa's legacy and good qualities would live on in this young man. The Spirit of the Commander seemed to learn from each new person it lived on and this time he took Lexa's lessons to heart and was evolving into a better, more human and tolerant version of itself. It just pained Clarke to see that the price for it had been the life of the woman she loves.
"It pains you to see me." Aden whispered knowingly after a long silence.
"You remind me of her." Clarke confessed while giving him a sad smile. "I know she would be very proud of you Aden."
"As I am of her. This..." he raised his arms. "Is all thanks to her and her vision. The Spirit knows this and is saddened that such a good person suffered such a fate."
Clarke was confused by this.
Aden smiled sadly. "That it took you coming down from the sky, Wanheda, to show Heda that life is about more than just surviving. The Spirit knows this and is now doing what it can to finally live. That is the promise it makes you: To honor Lexa's wishes and see that her people start living again."
"Now it is my turn to deliver and make Skaikru play its part." Clarke said solemnly with tears in her eyes.
"Until that happens I await in Polis for news of your success." the Heda said softly. "Seeing you alive and well has calmed my Spirit. May we meet again." he raised his hand and Clarke grasped it immediately.
"May we meet again, Heda Aden Kom Floudonkru." Clarke said solemnly and watched with sadness the young man leaving the room.
Polis, 2150
Morning had come and future Clarke was moving around the room frantically. After her younger self returned to sleep, she had expected her predicament to be over and find herself back in her own bed with her wife hugging her close. Instead, what had happened was that she had a sore neck from sleeping on the couch and a frantic younger version of herself was trying her best to keep it together. Realizing that what they had experienced was not a dream and seemed to be temporary, the two of them had been each other's company. Future Clarke had used the time to learn everything that happened in this timeline, starting from Lexa's betrayal at Mount Weather to the death of the Ice Queen. Based on what her younger self was telling her, Lexa had offered to escort her back to Arkadia (the new name change being the same in both timelines) with the body of the Ice Queen as an offering of peace and justice. They were meant to leave in a couple of hours and in order to pass time younger Clarke was telling her about the duel. Future Clarke chuckled softly when she heard how Lexa had basically impaled the Ice Queen.
"In my timeline getting rid of Nia was more difficult than here." she chuckled softly.
"Why?" younger Clarke asked her.
"Because Skaikru was supported by most members of the Coalition. It was only Azgeda the ones who wanted us out."
"Why?"
"Because Nia was against anything Lexa proposed." future Clarke laughed. "She just joined the Coalition because she knew that being an unallied Clan was going to be retaliated by war. And the last thing she wanted was to have a war with 11 Clans."
"Makes sense." younger Clarke agreed. "Right now it seems impossible for me to see the other Clans agreeing to us joining the Coalition. They hate us."
"They don't understand your ways." future Clarke explained to her. "Once they see that we share similar goals and dreams, assimilation will occur. People will start to mingle and create bonds."
"Is that what happened once you joined the Coalition?"
"It took a while for the Commander to invite us to join the Coalition. Before that, we remained as a trading partner of Trikru, Lexa's Clan. Slowly but surely we created ties with Floudonkru since Luna is a close friend of Lexa. Once that happened the other clans were willing to trade with us."
"There are some people inside our camp that don't understand that not all grounders are the same. Kane and my mom's position at camp is at danger."
"You said to me that Lexa offered to escort you to Arkadia and deliver the body of Nia. Jus drein jus daun. After that, your people will have proof that the Heda will protect them."
"I hope it all turns out as easy as you're making it sound."
"As long as your people don't screw it up it should be." future Clarke said and smiled softly when a guard said from outside that they were ready to go.
"What will you do while I'm away?" younger Clarke asked her.
"Will you come back?"
"I'm not sure. I don't know what will happen apart from me returning to Arkadia."
"Then I will wait for you in Polis until tomorrow morning. If you do not return then I will go to the dropship and remain there until you send word for me. It is imperative that we are not seen together."
"Ok, that sounds like a plan." her younger self was saying while putting her cover on. "But you can't stay here. So where will you go?"
"I live here, remember? I know Polis like the back of my hand. Benefits of being the wife of Heda."
"Something that still seems so strange to me."
"No it doesn't." future Clarke teased her.
"Shof op!" younger Clarke murmured and left her alone.
Taking advantage of the fact that she was finally left alone, Future Clarke took one of the longer capes that her younger self had in the room and immediately left. Roaming through the building was easy for her because she lived here with Lexa. Choosing to stay with the Heda at Polis had not been a hard decision for her to make. She knew that her people were well with Marcus Kane as the new Chancellor and that her mother could just come and go between settlements. That was an advantage that Skaikru had since they joined the Coalition; accessibility to grounder resources.
Hoping for the best in this alternate reality, Clarke skimmed from one room to the next, trying her best to silently move around without being noticed. Lucky for her, security lessened when Lexa was absent from the building and this meant less guards roaming around the halls. It took her a couple of minutes, but she found the exit to the building clear and was immediately blinded by the rays of the sun. She smiled when she finally felt at peace, surrounded by familiar places and even faces. But unlike many times where people nodded at her, this time they were staring with weariness and doubt. Deciding to keep to herself and just do what she needed to, she quickly skirted and moved around different stands, decidedly passing through sections of the markets that she explored many times with her wife. She just hoped that the place she was looking for was still here.
Luckily for her it was. She had heard of this store many times during her stay in Polis, had been even warned about entering it by her wife and many of her grounder friends. This place was popular between the lowest class of the clans because of the woman that owned it. She was said to be a very powerful watch and many came to her. It was said that she knew all, and although her wife had refused to admit it, Clarke was well aware that Lexa had visited the woman at least once. Waking up all by herself had been terrifying, and in her search for familiar surroundings she had stumbled upon her younger self (pretty clear that the odds were in her favor). So last night while she was supposed to be sleeping she remembered this woman, the things she had heard about her and realized that she had nothing to lose. She had already accepted her wife's belief that a Spirit was the one responsible for choosing who became Heda and this was another aspect that she could easily embrace.
She knocked the door and waited until an old woman opened the door and gave her a soft smile.
"Something troubles you child." she said.
"I am in need of counsel." future Clarke replied solemnly.
"Anything I can do to help SkaiHeda Clarke." the old woman further opened the door and allowed Clarke to enter. "Please sit down."
"Mochof." Clarke answered her after taking a seat in one of the many chairs. "What I will tell you will seem hard to believe at first."
"I know very well what ails you, Houmon Kom Heda." the woman smiled softly at her and Clarke opened her eyes in complete surprise. "Do not be so surprised dear. It is your eyes. They shine with happiness and are absent of the hollowness your younger self carries with her."
"How do you know that?" she stuttered. "That I am not from here."
"I know many things, child. Although it is quite interesting to see the lengths the Spirit has taken by bringing you here."
"The Spirit?" Clarke asked her still confused. "Brought me here. But I was at home, in bed with my wife. Is it all gone?" she whispered while crying.
"Your home is still waiting for you, SkaiHeda. You are the one gone."
"So Lexa doesn't know where I am." Clarke murmured softly. "She will be devastated."
"Do not be quite so sure about it. Just like the Spirit took you away it will ask Heda to trust it."
"So I will return to my timeline soon." Clark said hopefully.
"You will return when the Spirit deems it you have served your purpose."
"But how can I serve my purpose if I don't know it?"
"Your first assumptions about your purpose here were not so far away from the truth." the old woman smiled softly.
"So I am here because I'm meant to bring this time's Clarke and Lexa closer?"
"They already succeeded in doing that all by themselves." the old woman smiled sadly at her. "Even without your interference Heda and Wanheda were going to join each other."
"Then why even bring me here and confuse my younger self?" Clarke was now pissed. She was taken away from her wife for nothing.
"Something happens that stops them from being together, child. And you're here to help the Spirit prevent that from happening."
"What happens?" Clarke asked her.
"Heda dies." the old woman whispers and Clarke feels her whole world shatter when those words reach her ears.
"No, that can't be..." Clarke feels herself become numb when hearing the news. "Lexa can't die."
"She does." the old woman says somberly.
"You must tell me how!" Clarke screams while standing up. "I must stop this. She can't die."
"I cannot see how, merely what." the old woman says cryptically.
"Then what's the good in me knowing that Lexa will die if I can't do anything about it?!" Clarke continues ranting. "She could die right now for all I know of."
"She dies by one of your skaikru weapons."
"A bullet?!" Clarke says frantically. "She's going to Arkadia right now!" the blonde says while standing up. "I must go to her."
"Remember child that the repercussions of the Heda's death are even bigger than you losing your soulmate."
"I understand the rituals of the Heda." Clarke said solemnly.
"What you don't understand is that there is a darker force trying to obtain the Spirit of Heda, working against the natural forces of balance to obtain it." the old woman warned her. "Be careful with who you choose to trust."
"How can I protect her?" Clarke begged the old woman for some kind of lead.
"Skaikru just did an unforgivable sin. Repercussions for future Heda's actions will show you many who wish her dead. Remain cautious and alert child. Good intentions may have deadly consequences."
"What do you mean by that?!" Clarke argued but was stopped when a man entered the room in an anger fit.
"Skaikru killed them all!" he bellowed to the old woman who looked sadly at Clarke. "All 300 of our soldiers slaughtered in the middle of the night by cowards."
"That's not possible." Clarke whispered and this got the attention of the man.
"You!" he bellowed and went to attack Clarke who avoided his grip. "This is your fault. You Skaikru are poison to our people and the bringers of death. Heda's weakness will cost us all."
"Watch out with what you say of your Heda!" Clarke said angrily and with a quick movement had the man pinned to the ground with a dagger in his neck. "It is to my understanding that speaking ill will of Heda is punishable with 10 cuts. Am I correct?" she addressed the old woman who nodded in agreement.
"You are no part of our culture, only Trikru can impart punishment on other Trikru." the man sneered. "No matter how much you wish yourself to be Trikru you will never be one of us."
"I will never be one of you." Clarke stated calmly while taking her coat off and showing the man a big tattoo that represented her position in Trikru hierarchy. "Because I'm already one of you." she spat.
"It can't be." he stuttered while looking at the old lady who simply moved her head from side to side. "Heda's houmon."
"Sha." Clarke answered solemnly. "And as Heda's houmon, Clarke Kom Skaikru en Trikru, it is my responsibility to uphold Heda's laws and rules."
"Forgiveness, SkaiHeda." the man begged of her.
"Punishment will be delivered." Clarke stated firmly. "But I will spare your life in exchange of your silence and service to this woman. Those are my terms. Abide by them or your life ends by my blade."
"Sha, SkaiHeda." the man bowed and immediately received his punishment.
Polis, 2152
"Skaikru joining our Coalition is not wise." Titus informed her while he stared at their joined hands. "You joining SkaiHeda is not be the best for our people."
"I have given everything for my people." Lexa said firmly. "And I know that they wish happiness for me just as much as I wish it for them."
"Azgeda will use this as an excuse to start war."
"The only thing Azgeda wants is war and kill Heda." Clarke spoke for the first time since the two decided to announce their engagement and Skaikru joining the Coalition to Lexa's trusted circle. It included Titus and Indra.
"And the Coalition has been what has stopped her from following her half-hidden threats." Titus seethed in anger. "Forcing the Clans to either accept your union or abandon the Coalition is not the way to do this. Please reconsider Heda."
"Clarke is well liked among the Ambassadors. Skaikru is respected and already has independent trade deals with many of the Clans of the Coalition. It has been because of Azgeda that I have been hesitant about inviting them to join us."
"Then why now?" he looked at Clarke, immediately blaming her. "Don't let your feelings cloud your judgment."
"Are you saying that I'm responsible for Heda's decision?" Clarke chuckled. "If only I had that kind of power."
"Clarke has nothing to do with my decision. This is the goal of the Coalition, lasting peace. Keeping Skaikru out of it is a way to possibly allow a future attack to occur. I will not stand for that."
"Skaikru are not your people."
"They will be the moment Clarke becomes my Houmon." Lexa replied solemnly. "And as Heda it is my duty to protect them as well."
"You!" Titus said while getting closer to Clarke. "You must remind Heda to think of her people first. Stop clouding her judgment."
"Heda is right in front of you and she can hear you perfectly." Clarke smirked at the man when he noticed his anger rising. "Heda knows that my opinion on the matter of Skaikru joining the Coalition is biased. But on the matter of our joining, Heda and I spent long enough ignoring our feelings. Nou mou."
"You will bring the destruction of Heda with you." he threatened Clarke and then stared at Lexa. "All you have worked so hard to build will be gone if you wish to continue with this ceremony." Titus warned them one last time.
"Then let it come." Lexa said strongly. "For Heda fights for her Houmon and she will honor her promise to SkaiHeda and her people."
"You'll doom us all." Titus finished and immediately left the room.
"He will be a problem." Clarke murmured to Lexa who nodded.
"He doesn't understand, always believed that to be the Commander was to be alone." Lexa whispered. "But he would never raise his hand against me since it's his sacred duty to guard Heda. You, on the other hand, are a completely different matter."
"So he's actually capable of killing me? That's what you're saying." Clarke teased her.
"If he believes that's the best way to keep me safe then yes, he is capable."
"What will we do?" Clarke asked her and noticed Lexa's gaze focused on Indra.
"Do you share a similar opinion to the one of Titus?" Lexa asked seriously.
"You know I do not, Heda." Indra said solemnly. "That's why you allowed me to remain in the room."
"Correct." Lexa nodded. "I need you to protect and train Clarke."
"Train?" Clarke asked.
"Sha, Houmon." Lexa gave her a soft smile. "It is part of our traditions for the wedded partners to engage in a fake fight. Because of that you need to learn how to fight. And, the skills you learn will also help you in defending yourself."
"Makes sense." Clarke shrugged and noticed Indra's annoyed look. "Come on Indra. You already trained Octavia. Your skills with transforming Skaikru to Trikru should be formidable."
"They are." Indra said softly. "Which is why Heda placed you with me."
"Indeed." Lexa smiled softly.
"But what of Titus, Heda?" Indra turned serious. "SkaiHeda is right in her suspicions of his intentions. He will not remain calm until Skaikru is out of the Coalition and SkaiHeda separated from you."
"Titus will be kept under watch. Anywhere he goes I want to know. Anyone he sees I want to be made aware of. He has already proclaimed his disapproval of Skaikru and I don't find it hard to see him betraying my trust."
"Sha Heda." Indra nodded and immediately left the two women alone.
"I'm sorry." Clarke apologized to her.
"For what?" Lexa asked confused.
"For forcing you to choose between your allies and me."
"A true ally would not force me to choose." Lexa replied solemnly. "And we agreed that staying away from each other was not an option." she whispered softly to Clarke.
"Lexa..." Clarke whispered back and got close to the woman's lips. She was intoxicating.
"Clarke..." the brunette moaned and was immediately held by the younger woman. Soft lips quickly explored her mouth, tracing and marking every part of it.
Only when the need for oxygen became too much did the two women separate from one another.
"Ai Houmon." Lexa said reverently.
"En ain." Clarke replied back just as much in love as Lexa was. "We face each day together."
"Or not at all." Lexa finished their vow and chose to concentrate instead on pink and swollen lips.
Polis, 2150
"You're back." Clarke heard her future self say the moment she entered her room.
"Things did not go as expected." she murmured.
"You think?" future Clarke said angrily.
"You know." younger Clarke realized.
"That a few of your people just killed 300 of grounder soldiers who were there with the sole orders of protecting you? Yes, I know." future Clarke said with hate. "The fact that Lexa has chosen to not attack is a clear sign that she cares about you."
"She's doing it because she wants peace."
"Don't be so stupid!" future Clarke screamed at her. "Do you have any idea of the repercussions Lexa could suffer for not attacking Skaikru?"
"Blood must not have blood if we want to achieve peace."
"She's not asking for the blood of your whole Clan. She only wants the people responsible and you convinced her not to do it. And because Lexa is Lexa she agreed." she said the last part softly.
"Do you hear yourself? You're talking about letting members of Skaikru be punished! And they are your people too!" younger Clarke said completely shocked.
"I am Clarke Kom Skaikru en Trikru. My people were murdered today." future Clarke said firmly. "Their hatred towards Skaikru is understandable and even deserving."
"Don't you think I know that?" younger Clarke closed her eyes.
"And yet you still are naive and reckless for standing up to them. For protecting ripas from paying for their crimes."
"Ripas?"
"Murderers."
"They are confused, they are being manipulated."
"They are not children!" future Clarke stood up from the couch. "The same happened with Finn. We were naive and we were basically protecting a criminal. Are you willing to place the safety of your whole Clan, even the ones that are in favor of joining the Coalition, for a few? Putting Lexa's safety on the line? Because that's what she's doing. Putting your safety before her own."
"No one would dare raise a hand against her, she's Heda."
"Because of her actions towards you, of her desire to please you and show you she has your back, many are considering it. The vote of no confidence was the first way to do it. Now it will be more direct."
"Bellamy is with them." Clarke whispered. "Remember his help and support before, when it was only the 100 on the ground?"
"I do!" future Clarke understood her younger self's dilemma. "But this is no longer a game, Clarke. Bellamy is an adult who knew very well what he was doing. He killed innocent people!"
"So have I!" younger Clarke screamed back at her.
"Those actions were done during war, Clarke. And you were saving your people! From men who were using them as bone marrow donors. What you did, and what Bellamy and his followers did, is not the same." future Clarke said strongly. "And if you continue to think this way then you will achieve to do what many have tried."
"And what's that?" younger Clarke whispered.
"Kill Heda."
"I don't understand."
"I mean that I know why I'm here. And that is to stop the death of Heda."
"Lexa will die?" Clarke whispered and felt her whole world become numb. "But she can't die, she's Heda."
"Just because she's Heda that does not mean that she's not human. Believe me, she's made of flesh and bones just like we are."
"So you're not here because you came to help me fall in love with Lexa. You're here to prevent her death." younger Clarke whispered. "I just don't see her own people killing her. Or anyone allowing that to happen."
"It was a gun." future Clarke whispered. "What killed Lexa, my wife. It was one of our guns."