A/N: Hey guys, so couple of things. First off, sorry this chapter is a little short, basically I worked on it and then it decided to delete itself and I nearly had a meltdown and was so close going to bed and just saying fuck it, but I would've felt so guilty so I told myself to pull myself together and just get on with it so here we go haha.

Also, sorry about missing last night, I had a really bad night and wasn't in a good place to be writing but it's all good now, I just needed some time to take a breath and realize that nothings actually wrong and I'm just a bit nervous about living alone for the first time.

Finally, I want to say thank you again for all of you, particularly my facebook group who all met me through this and are now some of my closest friends. And I truly mean that guys, I talk to you far more than almost anyone else in my life. Even if I'm just lurking in the chat rather than talking, you have no idea how much having you all there chills me out when I'm stressed. I love you all.

Oh and quick shoutout to my newest friend, who knows who they are and made my day today with the lovely things they said to me.

So, enjoy, I love each and every one of you! xx

Running had never been a particularly fun pastime for Lexa, she found it boring following the same route every day in an attempt to build up stamina. It wasn't until Anya finally realized how making her student miserable was having an adverse affect on her training that she began to look for different ways for Lexa to train.

Which was why when the man she and Octavia were tracking through the streets suddenly scurried up onto a rooftop two things were instantly confirmed in her mind. He hadn't been living in Polis during the years of her training, and there was no way he could escape them.

"Octavia stay on the ground." She called out quickly before swiftly changing directions and darting across the square so she could use a barrel as leverage to kick off and land lightly on a roof just two houses down from where the poor naive man was currently running.

As soon as he saw the Commander herself ahead of him, he span around and raced in the opposite direction as fast as his legs would carry him.

Lexa followed immediately, not needing to judge distance or the slopes of the roofs because she knew them as well as she knew the streets of her city themselves.

"Lexa what are you doing?" She faltered in her steps slightly as she suddenly heard Clarke's voice, before realizing that it was coming from the strange rectangular box that Raven had insisted on clipping to her belt before she left with Octavia that morning.

Her mind racing as she desperately focused on what Raven had said about using it, she unclipped the radio from her belt and brought it up to her mouth, pushing the button on the side. "I'm following him Clarke."

"I can see that. But you're going to break your neck." Her wife hiss through the radio.

Realizing that there was no way she could replace the device on her belt without losing speed, she kept it clutched tightly in her fist as her feet thudded across the roof before she kicked off from the edge and sailed across the gap between two houses, not missing a step as she resumed her run.

"You can't just pretend not to hear me Lexa." Clarke growled in frustration, feeling helpless as she watched from one of the lower floors of the tower as Lexa raced over the heads of her people after an unknown man, fearing that at any moment she would watch the love of her life slip and fall.

Raising the radio to her mouth once again, Lexa clicked the button, "I'm not Clarke, but I am close to catching up with him and that requires my full focus."

Suddenly the man veered to the right, going faster and faster so he could make the jump across an entire street rather than just between two houses like all the previous jumps had been.

Lexa changed her own course accordingly, picking up speed as Clarke's frantic voice came through the radio again, "Lexa, no! That's at least five meters across, probably more, think about this!"

"No time." Lexa breathed to herself, before narrowing her eyes and giving one last burst of speed as her opponent made the distance, coming down hard on his leg and crying out as he rolled across the flat roof.

As she leap from the roof, her stomach twisted as she realized that she had miscalculated and wasn't going to be able to get her feet on the ledge like she had initially planned.

The small wall surrounding the flat roof suddenly came into view, doing the only thing she could, she grabbed for it with the hand not grasping the radio and held on tight as slamming bodily into the wall winded her and the subsequent fall nearly dislocated her shoulder.

Tossing the radio over the edge onto the roof, she got a firm grip with her other hand before pulling herself up and swinging her legs up so she was kneeling on the edge. Only to see the man she had been chasing suddenly charge at her, clearly intending to knock her right over the edge and down to the ground in a three story fall.

Springing forwards, she drove her shoulder into his stomach, knocking him off balance and onto his knees before she span round landed a solid punch across his face.

As she let him fall to the ground unconscious, Lexa reached down and picked up the radio from where it had fallen, "Octavia? Are you close?"

"Just below you." Octavia answered quickly.

"Good, go fetch a hay cart from near the stables, I'm going to throw him off the roof and onto it." Lexa told her tiredly before lowering herself down to lean against the low wall, keeping a wary eye on her captive.

"Please never do that again." Clarke laughed, in relief that she was safe.

Grinning, Lexa looked over in the direction of the tower, "No promises."