Raven POV
Ouch. Her headache was about to kill her soon. Raven opened her dark-brown eyes and tried to find out where she was. It was dark, but the small ray of light that fell through the louver told her that the day was not over yet. With her arms she heaved herself into a seated position. Definitely not her own room but it looked kinda familiar. She let her gaze wander around, focused on the walls, the pretty furniture… It was one of the guest rooms in the Woods-house next door. "How the hell did I get here?", she asked herself loudly and raised her hand to press it against the hurting forehead. Her memories about the last night were nearly completely gone. The last thing she remembered was talking to Costia. Costia… Is she really back? What if Raven just dreamt everything? Damn alcohol. With the feeling of growing panic in her stomach she grabbed her mobile phone and checked her messages. Holy fucking Zero-G-mechanic, she thought. Wait. Where did that come from? Raven shook her head and regretted it a second later because it brought back the nausea. 23 calls from Octavia, 12 from Clarke, 16 from Anya and a thousand messages.
Raven opened her chats and held her breath when she saw a single message of her sister. It was a simple 'Did you get home safely?' but still, the fact that she did not dream gave her goosebumps. She is really back. Raven put down her phone and smiled happily, sinking back into the pillows and was still influenced by a weird feeling of happiness. Lightness. Before she could think about something else, the door opened and somebody slipped in carefully. Raven pretended to be asleep and peered through her nearly closed eyes. It was Anya. With three more quiet steps Anya came closer and put down a bottle of water and a pill – probably one of these wonderful miracle cures the older one always had for headache. Raven expected her to leave right after but for some reason she stayed a little longer. The dark-haired girl did not dare to open her eyes. Not as long as she still felt Anya's gaze on her. When Anya finally turned around to go, Raven breathed in. "Thank you", she whispered and saw Anya wince in surprise. "You're awake", Anya said and picked up her courage within a few seconds. Like always. She never shows any weaknesses. Probably the reason Lexa is like that, too. "I'm awake." The dark-blonde went back to the bed and sat down on the edge of it, next to Raven's legs. She felt uncomfortable, that was obvious. Raven saw that she gave her a short look before she incidentally eyed the rest of the room.
"Are you alright?" Her voice sounded neutral but her eyes told Raven otherwise. – "I'm good. I mean... no. Actually my head is killing me." With an easy movement Anya grabbed the pill and the bottle of water and handed it over to Raven who smiled thankfully, before she took the pill. "Must have been a lot of alcohol yesterday", she mumbled and closed her eyes. – "Must have been?" – "Yeah. I mean… I don't really remember." – "You don't really remember?" – "Anya, are you gonna repeat everything I say now?" The dark-blonde lowered her gaze and Raven immediately had the feeling that something about her friend was different. As if she was deep in thoughts about something Raven was not able to understand. "Hey, I'm just teasing you", she assured and placed her hand on Anya's wrist for a second. Anya lifted her head again and narrowed her eyes. There she was again – the cold, reserved girl with the hard facial expression. "When you look like that I am never sure if you're gonna kill somebody in a few seconds, or…", Raven continued with a smile and stopped, when Anya's eyes narrowed a bit more. "Guess that's just your grounder-warrior-look. I mean you trained the great commander of the twelve clans, Anya kom trikru. You should have heard what Clarke thought about you after you two first met on the bridge. Guess you do have some skills yourself." Anya gasped. Wait. Where did that come from? Raven saw her own confusion reflected in Anya's facial expression. "Raven… you…" – Here brown eyes were opened wide now. "Yes. I remember."
Clarke POV
"So you think it had something to do with meeting Costia?" – "Possible. I mean it happened before. If it's the A.I. again she might have changed Raven's memories. We don't know anything. She might be able to listen to everything we say right now already." – "Guys. It's Costia. We are talking about Costia. She's my sister!" Clarke saw Raven's desperate gaze that was focused on Lexa. "You know her, Lexa. She wouldn't do something like that! We trust her!" The discussion between the friends was intense. Now that Raven remembered her past as the Zero-G-mechanic Raven Reyes of the Arc-Station all the others wanted to know how this happened. And they all wanted their memories back.
Clarke saw how Lexa struggled with herself. To be honest it was like that since they met Costia the other night. Clarke could see that Lexa tried to stay neutral. That she tried to stay realistic. She tries to see and decide everything with her head not her heart. But Clarke also knew that it was nearly impossible for Lexa to do so. Lexa and Costia had a strong bond. Clarke never really asked Lexa for more. It was painful for Lexa; she saw it in her eyes. She is not the commander here but she still acts like that, Clarke recognized. The blonde swallowed and bit her lip. Lexa's eyes searched for Clarke for a second before she shook her head to Raven's words. "I see Costia's body but not her. It's not her." Clarke swallowed again and took a step towards Lexa. She raised her hand to touch Lexa's arm. Clarke wanted to calm her down, support her, but instead of doing that, she let her hand sink right after she had raised it. This was complicated. Since they became so close in Polis… since Clarke started to trust Lexa again after her betrayal in Mount Weather, Clarke never doubted Lexa's feelings for her. The commander of the twelve clans was different, when she was with her. She was not the commander… just Lexa. My Lexa. A wonderful, calm, lovely and emotional Lexa. This thought helped her to calm herself down.
But something has changed… Costia is alive now, Clarke kept reminding herself. Clarke really loved Lexa but she was not sure if it was egoistical to think that Lexa needed to stay with her. What if she wants to be with Costia? She has the possibility now. Lexa's mine, her heart screamed but Clarke hid her feelings under her façade. Lexa did not look at Clarke again but she suddenly grabbed her hand, as if she needed the contact to Clarke. Clarke took a deep breath and stroked the back of Lexa's hand with her thumb. What we have is special. Lexa is special. I will always be with her as long as she wants me to be there. "We need a plan", Anya jumped in and Clarke recognized, that the dark-blonde placed her hand on Raven's shoulder to calm her down or something.
Instead of holding herself back, Raven was about to explode. Clarke could see it in her eyes. Raven was too righteous, too loyal to just keep quiet when it came to her sister and the possibility of betrayal. "She would NEVER betray us. Not Costia!", she insisted and challenged everyone with her serious and angry gaze. Clarke and Lexa exchanged looks; Clarke then released her hand, stepped forward and sat down next to the mechanic on the couch. She placed her hand on Raven's arm, withstood her angry eyes and saw finally what she was looking for. The reason for Raven's behavior was her pain. She lost so much. Finn. … Costia. Clarke sighed and squeezed her arm. I'm here for you. We all are, her blue eyes said and Raven nodded nearly invincibly in response but the blonde saw it.
"You are right, Raven. Costia would not betray us. But A.L.I.E. would", Clarke said. Due to the reaction of her friends she knew, that this was exactly what everyone thought but no one wanted to say out loud.
"I'm so done with A.L.I.E." Raven closed her eyes and they released a single tear.