It was a beautiful morning: the birds were chirping, the sun was shining and Clarke just wanted to go back to sleep, having not slept the night before since she was stuck wondering what they could offer them?

Last night after her friends had left, and once the girls were asleep, she had asked Amyla what she thought of the chance of an alliance with the help of Anya. The answer was as blunt as always, which she was starting to understand was the grounder's way, "None."

"What? Why? We could help each over!" And there was that look again. The look an adult gave to a child who is a little slow. She already had worn the look during the lectures, the combat training and now in bed. Great.

"Clarke, you are learning our ways but you still don't understand. Anya lost her honor when she lost against the skaikru. As a leader she needs to be strong. She was able to escape the mountain and kill some mountain men so she was able to regain some honor but it will not be enough for the generals to listen to her. She will have to prove herself in battle."

"But Anya told me your Heda was her second. She will listen to her!"

"In private, yes, Heda will listen to Anya, but in front of our people she can't be weak. She will have to punish Anya and she will refuse the alliance. The only way for you to have an alliance is if you have something to offer that will help my people."

Moreover, here was the problem, between her worry for Finn and for the alliance she was not able to sleep.

They were ready to go to breakfast with Bellamy and Octavia but before leaving the tent she had to ask the dreaded question,

"If Finn is free, what do you think the grounders will do to him?"

"They will torture and kill him."

"What? That is barbaric, you are salvages!" And suddenly it felt really cold. Amyla said something to the girls to get them to leave with Bellamy and Octavia and when she looked back, Amyla wore a scowl and was glaring at her.

She spoke quickly in Trigedasleng. Uh. It was interesting that when she is angry she spoke in her language. She will have to remember that, and that she looked hot when she was angry. She snapped out of her daydream when Amyla's words went back into English "…little girl who can't even talk to her mother without being angry, who is weak and can't even win against a seven years old, who is full of herself and thinks she knows better than our way when you have been on earth just for some months, when you are the invaders … " and she fell back in Trigedasleng. Ouch, that stung. Finally, once Amyla had calm down, the embarrassing question was raised, "When you were in the Ark, what would you have done to someone who had killed innocents?"

"Well, he would have been floated, killed in the space, but we are on earth now so we have to be better than that!" She exclaimed in indignation.

"So you will let a man who had killed children, old people, unarmed people, walk free? Is that your form of justice?"

"You don't understand, Amyla. I have killed a lot of people at the Drop Ship, so if Finn is guilty then I'm a lot guiltier!"

"Yes, you have killed warriors. They are dead with honor, and this is war. Your friend has killed innocent people so there is no honor! Clarke, if a Grounder had killed your children and your old would you let him free? Would you not want justice?" Amyla was infuriated. "You need to wake up Clarke, even if he is your friend and you had feelings for him, he needs to be punished for what he has done! Stop trying to live in a utopia; this is the real world, our world is harsh, our rules are harsh, but it is thanks to them that we were able to survive! And who is the savage, what do you call someone who shot on unarmed children and old people?"

Clarke had angry tears in her eyes. She did not know how to answer so she did the only thing she could think to do, and she kissed her, murmuring she was sorry against her lips. After some angry sex, things were back to normal but there was a new understanding. Clarke realized she had a lot to learn if she wanted to understand the new world they were living in. While Amyla was relieved to have finally gotten through to her sky girl, she couldn't help but think about how stubborn she was! She could see a lot of strength in Clarke, she also loved her compassion, her affection with her and the girls and she was trustworthy, she had kept her word and protected them but she was also infuriating! She needed to understand that she could not protect everyone, that when one of her peoples committed a crime that he had to be punished! It will take time but she vowed to shape her into the leader she could be and when she does not listen to her, she had three little girls who would not stop pestering her until she listened.

After joining everyone, and assuring them that everything was ok, it was time to make plans for freeing their friends. When Clarke thought that everything that could go wrong had already gone wrong, she came to the realization that she was wrong again because things just got worse. Finn was freed with just a slap on the hand. Amyla and the girls looked disgusted by the justice system of the Sky people and if she was honest with herself, she was too. She could not stand to be in his presence, and even worse Finn had told her that he had done it for her, that he loved her.

What was she supposed to say when she knew she did not love him anymore, that when she was looking at him she wanted to throw up, imagining it could have been one of her little girls he could have killed!

Murphy was the next to come to her while she was walking alone in the camp. Needing to clear her head, she told him that she wanted to be alone, and he had ended up making fun of her by calling her 'princess', and telling her that he had tried to stop Finn. When she tried to pass him, he caught her arm and told her there was nothing he could have done and that if she wanted to blame someone she should blame herself since Finn was looking for her. Here she snapped, and the training with Amyla became useful with a head butt, elbow in the gut and finally a knee to his nose.

The crack and scream of pain was satisfying. She had hurt her head but she was successful. She had taken him out; Amyla and the girls would be proud of her. It was therapeutic; the anger she had always felt for Murphy had lessened, and even the anger at the helplessness to rescue her friends had lessened. She took a deep breath and looked at Murphy. Strangely, he seemed to look at her differently, like as if he had respect for her. It couldn't be, could it?

When she helped him to stand up and put his nose back in place, he did not tell her anything but as she was leaving she heard a murmur, "Thanks, Clarke."

He had called her Clarke and not 'princess'. Maybe Sky people and Grounders were not so different after all, since both were respecting of those who were strong.

They were ready to leave with her mother and some soldiers, and Amyla was on her left. When she had told her that she was leaving without her to destroy an antenna in Mount Weather and to find a way in, well the conversation hadn't been really pleasant. She had stood her ground, telling her the girls needed her but the girls were glaring at her. They reminded her that they were training to be warriors with knifes, lots of knives, and if she didn't accept that Amyla was coming with her then a knife could accidently end up in her foot.

So Amyla was angry with her on the left and Murphy on the right seemed to want to protect her according to the grunt he gave her. Unless it was the grunt to watch your back; she was not too sure what it meant.

Finn was looking at her like a lost puppy and glaring at her wife and her mother in a way that was clearly disapproving of her companions. This was going to be a fantastic walk in the woods, she could just feel it!