You're all I want, all I need

by Chiara08

So this is basically my take on what happens when Clarke holds the knife to Lexa's throat in ep. 3x03 and how the story develops from there. I'm sorry but there's no better way to summarize it. You'll just have to read it and find out. Trigger warning: major character death. Yes, it's Lexa. No, my name is not JRat, so... "Don't be afraid, death is not the end."

11. The City of Light (Part 1)

AN: I'm so sorry it looked fine on my iPad when I first updated this. Tell me if you still can't read it.

When Clarke opens her eyes again she's not on the balcony of Lexa's room anymore. She's standing in the middle of a narrow road, closed on each side by a series of houses. They're all one or two-stores houses with flat roofs, just like the ones in Polis. She smiles to herself when she remembers the night Lexa told her about her childhood adventures as a young Natblida in training where she would have to run and jump from one roof to another along the streets of the capital. She can imagine Lexa doing the same now on these roofs.

She's brought out of her thoughts by the sound of steps coming from behind. Her heart stops, because she would recognize that sound of boots against the road anywhere. It's crazy, but when you love someone, a family member, a friend, a lover, you pay attention to the small things such as the typical sound of their steps on an unsurfaced road and so you become able to tell their presence before even seeing them. That's why she can't breathe anymore, that's why she doesn't move, afraid to be brought out of this amazing dream. But most of all, that's why she doesn't need to turn or to hear her voice to know the hand that's come to rest gently on her shoulder is hers. She knows, but she still can't believe Jaha's chip actually works, so she asks anyway.

"Lex?" Her voice cracks as her eyes fill with tears.

The hand on her shoulder moves down to intertwine its fingers with Clarke's as another hand does the same on the other side. Clarke's body tenses as she tries to hold back the sobs that threaten to come out and wreck her. She feels her arm being moved so that their right hands come to rest on her heart and their left ones across her belly.

"I'm here." Lexa finally speaks before tightening her hold on Clarke until their bodies are pressed against one another.

Clarke shakes slightly, but she's still refusing to let go. Lexa, of course, can feel it and so she whispers in her ear: "I've got you." You can let go now, Clarke. You can break down, because I'm here to hug and kiss all of your prices back together. That's all she tries to convey in just those four words and Clarke understands it all.

When the blonde lets out the broken sob she'd been holding, Lexa brings her even deeper into her as if to prove her words. And with that Clarke finally lets go, sinking on her knees as her body wrecks with her loud sobs. Lexa never lets go of the girl, she just goes down with her, kneeling behind her and holding her tightly. She doesn't try to shush her or whisper sweet nothings into her ear to calm her down, because she knows the girl needs to let it all out and break completely in order to start again and live again.

Note: Too short? Sorry. I'm doing the best I can, but Lexa is back, so... Yay!