Wick's POV
"It wasn't exactly like that." Wick says as he walks into the room to see his friends surrounded by their grandchildren. It makes him so happy to see that after everything they went through they finally made it. He might be happy but he can't quite hide the pain of seeing them with all of the little ones. It reminds him of what he lost.
"Uncle Wick!" The kids all hope up shouting and run to hug him. He laughs as he tumbles to the ground with all of them trying to pile on top of him at once.
"Kids." Clarke says in warning with a smile on her face.
"Sorry Uncle Wick." Larkin says as she is the first one to climb off of him.
The others join in the apologies and scoot back. Wick, still laughing, wipes the dirt off of him from the children and ruffles their hair in turn until he gets to Larkin and he tugs on her pigtail.
"You never have to be sorry for being excited little one." He says in a soft voice.
He gets to his feet and embraces his dearest friends.
"Welcome home, Brother." Bellamy says in his deep voice. He knows that it's hard for Wick to be here, but he also knows that he needs to be surrounded by family. Their grandchildren are as much his as they are his and Clarkes.
"Wick," Clarke kisses his cheek. "It's been too long. I don't think I'll let you leave next time. You can't imagine how horrible it has been to be stuck with this guy." She jokingly points at her husband and feels a bit better when she sees a real smile crack across Wick's face.
"Yes, I do believe that would be a wretched thing. Especially seeing how bad his memory has gotten." Wick takes a seat in the chair that Bellamy pulls towards them with his magic. "Thank you."
"Now, if my memory is so bad why don't you tell the story?" Bellamy claps Wick on the back.
"I think I will." He looks to the kids who are sitting with wide eyes. "Now, your grandpa has been right so far, but what he was going to say next was wrong. You see. He was going to say that I was so worried about Raven that I did something horrible, but in fact something else happened. Even your grandpa doesn't know the truth."
Bellamy and Clarke share a surprised look and then lean in like the children on the floor. They are hanging off of his every word.
I was running to Lincoln and Octavia while talking to Raven.
"Ray, how is it going? Are they believing you?"
"Yes. When I say go I need you to be ready to attack." She responds and I can feel her fear. It's not going as well as she wants me to believe it is.
"Be safe, my love."
"Love? Wick, when did you get so mushy?" She says but I can feel how my words make her feel and I'm pleased to know that she feels the same.
"Octavia, Lincoln, I need you to get together as many people as you can that have active powers." I say to the couple. I know that all of us have magic, but only some are actually useful in a fight. "Bring them to the North side and be ready."
"Okay, what's the plan?" Lincoln asks.
"I don't know yet. Just be ready. I will send the command to you when it's time." I say before going to Jasper and Monty.
"That force field is strong, but I can hear your thoughts. It's failing. How long can you hold it still?" I ask point blank.
"We have two minutes tops." Monty admits. I can see the sheen of sweat on both of them and know that this is using all of their energy.
"Okay, when it drops I need you two to run to the boulder and hide behind it. You won't be able to fight."
They nod their heads. I tell Raven that everyone is ready and wait for her command, but before she can give it someone comes up behind her. He stabs her right in the back and falls forward. Before she can hit the ground I am somehow with her and catch her. She is screaming from the pain.
I hear our people rush forward and there are swords hitting flesh and metal. Then there is a blinding light and all of the men against us grab their heads and scream. They fall to their knees and go still. The silence is more terrifying than the cries of pain. Raven slumps forward in my arms and her eyes close.