Lexa slowly awoke enjoying the feeling of soft furs beneath and around her. Sighing she reached out expecting to find the equally soft body of her love and jerked up at the feel of empty space. She instantly tensed at the unfamiliar surroundings. This wasn't her bed in Polis or anywhere she knew.

Remembering searing pain and the frantic eyes of Clarke as she tried to save her Lexa reached down to where she was shot and was shocked to find no bullet wound not even a scar to indicate where one once was.

Was it all a dream? No, that can't be true. She vividly remembers the feel of Clarke's skin, the taste of her, the sounds of her moans and while she had imagined such a scenario countless times her imagination was not that good. The pain of the bullet entering was unlike any she had felt. The last thing she remembers is hearing Clarke beg her to stay with her. What was going on and where the hell was she?

Deciding she wasn't going to get answers lying around she got up and examined the room. It was a decent size bedroom with a small fireplace. On one wall was a bookcase filled with books. There was a door off to one wall which held a small bathroom. She was about to head out the other door which she presumed was the exit when the last person Lexa expected to see entered.

"Costia?"

"Hello, Lexa"

Lexa shocked beyond words could only fall back sitting on the end of the bed. If Costia was here that meant... She'd abandoned Clarke yet again and during a crisis. This couldn't be happening they were supposed to fix the problem together and love each other for years to come but she'd left Clarke all alone instead. She felt her heart shatter and could only whisper in a broken voice "My spirit has moved on then"

"No, not yet at least. If it does or not is up to you. Come there are people who need to speak to you."

More confused than she'd ever been in her life she numbly followed Costia out into the sunshine. Once outside she saw they were in a small cottage on hill that overlooked what looked to be a sizable village.

"Where are we?"

"The city of light. The real one that is."

"That's a myth."

"Is it? Looks pretty real to me." They had entered the main part of the village now. Everywhere people went about their day much as they did in the streets of Polis. There were venders selling every kind of thing a person could want and children played in the streets seemingly without a care. The only difference being the state of the buildings. Whereas in Polis they were cobbled together and falling apart in places here they were pristine as if they had just been built.

Lexa could only look around in awe and disbelief. Costia grinned before leading her to a building in the center of town. "Come I think you need a drink"

They entered the building and Lexa froze. Seated at the tables enjoying drinks were everyone she'd lost. Her parents, Anya, Gustus.

A middle aged man with kind eyes approached her extending his hand. "Hi, Lexa. I'm Jake Griffin, Clarke's father. Nice to meet you but I really hope you don't decide to stay here. My daughter and the world needs you."

Lexa swallows nervously and shakes his hand. "Nice to meet you too, Sir."

Jake laughs and pulls her into a one armed side hug. "Call me Jake, kid. You are sort of family now."

He leads her over to a table. She hugs her parents and sits between them and Jake as he pours her a drink. She sits between him and her mother. Costia sits by Finn. Anya and Gustus are across from her. Anya smirking at her causes raise her eyebrows in silent question.

Anya just shakes her head. " I can't believe you stopped a war just because blondie batted her eyes at you."

Lexa raises her chin in a defiant I will not be questioned manner. " Clarke is special. She makes me better, makes me see what is best for our people."

Anya smiled softly at that. "Still the Commander of the thirteen clans turning into a love struck puppy who would have thought."

Lexa glared at her and glanced apologetically at Costia and Finn not wanting to talk about her relationship with Clarke in front of their exes.

Finn raised his hand stopping the words before they got out. " I'm glad she has you. I loved her and she may have loved me but not the way you two love each other. Me and Clarke weren't it for each other the same way you and Costia weren't meant to last."

"But I ordered your death how can you forgive me?"

"You did what you had to stop the fighting. I deserved it for what I did."

"You did it because you loved Clarke. I can't say I wouldn't do the same if I thought I was saving her." Lexa turns to look at Costia guilt written in her green eyes. "I'm sorry. If I had of known Nia would go that far I would have protected you better."

"It's not your fault. Bad things happen. You can't control everything no matter how much you try to."

"You died because we were together."

Costia gets up and kneels beside Lexa taking her hands in hers. "No. I died because Nia was a power-hungry bitch who would stop at nothing not because we loved each other. Love is not weakness. It can be the greatest strength you've ever known. Besides I'm okay so no more blaming yourself." She sit back down beside Finn and it would be hard to miss the loving look exchanged between them.

"Commander?"

Lexa turned to see a woman having come down the stairs and instantly knew who she was. Becca Pramheda the first commander.

"Come, Lexa kom Trikru, we have much to discuss."

Lexa followed Becca to an room off to the left. Inside was a desk littered with papers and walls of maps and numbers. "As you can see my duties did not cease when my spirit exited my body."

"What is this place really? Costia said my spirit has not left my body and it is my choice if it does."

Becca smiled at her. "Straight to the point I see. This is the city of light: a resting place if you will for those who have passed on. I'm a scientist not spiritual at all until I found myself here and saw it with my own eyes. We don't just have one life. We are reborn again and again learning from our mistakes and growing. Here is where our spirits rest in between those lifetimes. How long depends on how long we're needed here. My job is not done yet. Neither is yours." Becca suddenly grew serious. "There is a threat coming far greater than any we have faced. You and Clarke are the only ones who can save humanity from extinction. "

"We can't stop our peoples from fighting how can we possibly save everyone?"

"You'll find a way. After all you united twelve warring clans and Clarke has always saved her people against all odds. You two together and nothing could stop you." Becca sighed. "However I cannot force you to go back. You are not yet dead. You are between worlds. I know being Commander is a heavy burden to bear. You could chose to stay here live out eternity in peace and wait for Clarke to join you. Your souls are entwined you two will always find your way back to each other. Or you could go back and fight for a better world with Clarke. It won't be easy and there is no guarantee of success. The challenges ahead make your previous ones seem easy in comparison but I will help guide you as best I can."

Lexa walked over to the window and looked out at the peaceful city. People were happy here and did not want for anything. It would be easy to stay here at peace with her loved ones but the one she loved the most would be alone. She couldn't do that. She didn't want to wait to be to be with Clarke however long that took now that she had felt the love between them. She was still Commander and if there was the slightest possibility they could build such a world for their people in reality then she couldn't pass up that chance. Besides when had she ever shied away from a challenge. She turned back to Becca. "I need to go back. My people need me. Clarke needs me. I'd gladly take a lifetime of difficult if it meant having her by my side."

Becca smiled a full smile at that filled with relief. "I knew I was right about you. I'll be in touch. Now you need to fight. Your fight is not over Lexa kom Trikru not for a long time yet."