SO did you guys catch that season premiere of FTWD? Because I did! :) And I can't wait to put my own spin on those new episodes as they start to come out! I noticed that a handful of you want to see some more Lexa and Alicia moments and you'll be happy to know that I agree. At first I was gonna have it where just Clarke helps Alicia because I thought it would be interesting to see Clarke trying to play matchmaker with her alternate self but after really thinking about it i thought, "why not have both?"

Also I know things have been a little dramatic but I promise there will be more moments, happier moments, between the girls next time!

Anyway please Enjoy and if you want please review and let me know!

PREVIOUSLY

My laugh is utterly obnoxious but I can't help it, seeing the badass leather clad girl frantically waving her arms in the air is just way too funny. My laugh gets even louder when said blonde takes a step back, slipping on the last dress I had tried on. Her arms flailed in the air but it was all for nothing, she still ended up flat on her ass in front of me.

The loud snort that pushes its way out of me and Elyza and I are both in shock at first but soon she is leaning over and clutching at her stomach with laughter.

"Oh dear god….I can't breathe….that was the most adorable sound I have EVER heard!"

"Stop laughing! It's not funny," Tears are running down the side of her cheek and the sight turns me a ridiculously darker shade of red, "SHOF OP, CLARKE!"

"What?"

"What?"

CHAPTER 10: Lexa

"I don't know why I said that or why I just called you Clarke…."

"Is this your way of proposing to me because if it is I'm going to have to say no."

"Excuse you? First off that was not a proposal it was a...well i don't exactly know what that was," I hold up one finger, listing off the reasons why I feel offended at the rejection, "secondly If I was going to propose, you can bet your ass that it's going to be the most ROMANTIC shit ever that would make Nicholas Sparks cry and third I can't believe you just rejected my 'not proposal' ."

My hands are on my hips now and I'm giving Elyza one of my bitchiest glares ever, she is not affected by such a look and just shrugs it off like it was nothing.

"Well babe, I would totally accept you next time after you of course wine and dine me. Now c'mon let's get this party really started!" Elyza leads the way to the door and I trail behind her. I'm thankful that she let go of whatever the hell just happened back there.

A loud smack fills the air and I let out a girlish squeal, my hands flying to my ass. She did not just slap my ass!

"ELYZA!"

"Oops." She flies down the stairs and just barely avoids the various amount of objects I throw at her head.

I chase her down the stairs and around the first floor of the home, avoiding the multitude of expensive looking furniture that I probably could never afford. When we make it to the hallway I make an extremely sharp turn in an attempt to cut the blonde off, I must have gone a little too fast because I lose my balance and topple into the hallway table, knocking over the glass vase that sits there.

The intricate vase sways back and forth in slow motion before toppling right off the edge of the table and crashing down on to the hardwood floor below, the force shatters the vase and sends thousands of pieces of glass around the floor. Luckily I didn't take off my shoes when I entered the house because I can just imagine the pain from stepping on those tiny shards.

Elyza had stopped running when she heard the crash and stands next to me, staring down at the mess I had made. We're both silent and I start to panic just a bit. What? I'm not used to being so bad.

The laugh that comes from the blonde startles me and I study the girl as she makes her way back into the living room, leaving me in my confusion. She's back in no time and now carries two hockey sticks with her. She extends one to me and I accept it, testing the light weight in my hands.

"Now the fun begins."

Elyza pulls her own stick back and swings with all her strength against the wall of pictures behind me, I just manage to get out of the way before glass flies through the air.

"C'mon Sweetheart, let's get out some of your anger the good old fashion way. Raw Violence."

I'm laughing along with her as we take off once again around the house,this time swinging at anything breakable and destroying all in our path. I didn't know how much I needed this but god I don't want to stop. Smashing and causing destruction around this house that my family would never be caught dead in is so damn satisfying and so uplifting.

We move from the living room to the kitchen leaving a mess everywhere, we're having the time of our lives. Hell we even stop for a moment to play some 'smash baseball'. Elyza allowed me to go first throwing different items towards me, while I batted at them and sent them either flying across the room of shattering on the floor.

We extend out and I decide to open the door on the left of the wide hallway and Elyza the right, my weapon leaning casually on my shoulder. Entering the room I'm thrown back by the multitude of action figures and the wall filled with comic books. The man of the house must have been a huge collector.

The room is triple the size of my bedroom and covered in nerdy props from full scale costumes displayed in glass cases to replica weapons. My nerdy sense were going off at this very moment.

One particular piece caught my eye. It was a lone dagger with a curvy wooden handle, on closer examination I can see the beaded design along the handle and the carvings engraved upon the steel. It's sitting on this table in the middle of the room but unlike the other weapons there is no plaque telling me what movie this is from.

I cautiously reach for the dagger, running my hand down the handle to the blade itself. My hand jerks back when I feel a sting. I lift my hand, palm up, closer to my face to examine and am shocked to see a trail of blood leading from a small gash on my palm down my wrist.

Ok definitely not a prop.

I grasp the handle with my uninjured hand and hold the blade out away from me, examining the shine of it. Something in the back of my head is telling me that this dagger is mine that fate had brought me to this dagger.

I begin to feel light headed again and make my way to a nearby chair, plopping down into the seat. I play with the dagger twirling it around between both my hands, not even taking notice to my cut. I'm hypnotized by the spinning, so much so that I don't notice that I'm no longer alone.

I can feel the blondes eyes on me and I look up just enough so that my eyes are locked on hers, the blade still turning in my hands.

"Am I the only one that is getting a weird sense of deja vu here?"

" Yes..no.i don't really know."

"You should keep it," Elyza points at the dagger, "It suits you. It's tiny but deadly, just like you. Now c'mon, let's clean up that hand and head on out."

I rush to stand up and follow her out of the room but the dizziness is back and this time I don't have enough strength to move, the floor is coming closer and closer to me. I can hear Elyza screaming but I can't do anything about it , my entire world turns black.

My hands cling the fur material under me, petting the material with a sense of familiarity. It takes way more energy than it should to open my eyes but finally I'm able to pry them open. I'm in a tent it seems, looking to the side there is a table with a rough forest model design on top of it. Sitting up brings forth another wave of nausea but I push through it and stand up from the fur bed.

It seems like I'm back in that weird vision world again. The tent is quite classy, as much as a tent can be, obviously someone of power stayed here.

I rise off the bed and take the first few steps over to the table.

I'm sorry to pull you here so soon after our first conversation.

I jump at the sudden voice and knock into the side of the table, on instinct I reach out to a group of model trees and catch the replicas before they can fall. Making sure that the trees aren't going anywhere, I spin in the direction of the voice.

Mirror me is back again and this time she is seated on a wooden..throne? She's leaning back in her seat, leg crossed. She drips intimidation and if I wasn't so weirded out over the fact that it's my face looking back at me, I'd probably be shaking in my converse.

Her face is blank or maybe more like bored, she plays around with her dagger as she studies me. The dagger looks awfully familiar…

That's because this is your dagger, well my dagger. It's a bit confusing.

"Then explain. Where am I? Did you 'summon' me here? More importantly who are you?"

Do you always ask so many questions? Mirror me stabs her knife into the armrest of the chair.

As for who I am, well I'm you. Without going into so much detail, you and I share one soul, Alicia. And to insure you don't follow the same fate as me, I am here to guide you.

"End up like you? Are you dead?" I take a look around once more, "Is this the afterlife?"

No it is not. This is what you would call purgatory. The great spirits of my world saw my death as unjust and have granted me this chance to do right, they're allowing me to help you. This room is but a small part of my memories from my life, playing over again.

"Spirits? Listen alternate me, this is crazy! You're crazy, hell I'm probably crazy for talking to you!"

Alicia, osir laik out gon time. I brought you here to make sure you take the dagger with you, when the time comes it will save not only you but Elyza.

The room starts to blur and I can feel myself walking backwards to the bed, I'm no longer in control of my body.

"I don't understand."

But you will, our memories are starting to merge. You need to listen and listen good, Alicia. Left, right, right and the door straight ahead. Do not forget. If you need me, call for me.

"What? What does that mean? How do I call for you?" The back of my knees hit the bed and I fall back in one swift motion. My body continues to fall until my head hits the pillow, I'm fighting to keep my eyes open.

Lexa. Call me by my name, but only in times of great need. I will be here for you and so will she. Be klir, Alicia.

My eyes are closed and i wait to be taken back to my world. Maybe I accidently took some of Nick's shit and am tripping out, I hope I did because there is no other way to describe what the hell just happened.

I open my eyes and wait for them to adjust to the extremely bright light of the ceiling above, out of my peripheral vision I can see movement. Elyza paces back and forth a few feet away from my body, which I realize is laying on the floor. She's mumbling to herself and running her hands through her hair instinctually.

"If you keep pacing, you're going to dig a hole in this carpet." My voice is raspy, as if I had just awoken from the deepest sleep ever.

"Oh thank god!" Elyza rushes to my side, kneeling down. Her arms around my shoulder and assisting me to sit up. "Alicia, don't you ever fucking do that to me again! I thought you died or something."

Her hands are cupping my face and she's pulling me closer to her. Green eyes study me, taking note of any sign of injury. There is no injury though but just a very sore head. Oh and the threat that I'm probably going insane.

"I'm alright, Elyza," I lay my hand over hers, "I think I just didn't drink enough water and our little 'workout' was just a little too much for me at the moment."

"Are you sure, babe?" Her eyes stare into mine and I lean more into her touch.

"Yes, I'm sure. We need to head back and-"

Elyza moves her face closer to mine and I can feel her breath on my lips, I'm frozen in my seat as I watch the blonde slowly descend towards me. My hands quickly move to Elyza's shoulder and I push back, attempting to put distance between us.

"Elza...I can't."

"I know."

The feeling of her lips finally fall upon the corner of my mouth and my heart skips a beat at the touch. But as quickly as it happens, it's over and she's pulling back. Her hands drop down to my lap, dragging mine down with them and she holds them there.

"Maybe someday, we'll owe nothing to anyone and we can just be us. Just Alicia and Elyza."

"Maybe someday."

So much time has passed since we first entered the home. The bright sky is now gone and has been replaced by the gloomy glow of the full moon. The cold night air has me zipping up the front of my jacket, mindful of my newly bandaged hand.

The awkwardness of the kiss aside, Elyza has gone back to normal. She's skipping ahead of me and looking out towards the sky, I don't blame her the sight of the clear sky is ultimately breathtaking.

I'm so focused in my admiration that I run right into the back of Elyza.

"Jesus. Warn a girl next ti-"

"shhhhh, patrol."

We rush to hide behind a nearby bush, blocking us from the view of the military trucks. We watch as they stop to pick up some stray soldiers before continuing to drive by us. They're not even fully out of our view when Elyza decides to leave our little hiding place.

"Elyza, what are you doing?"

"I don't think they're patrolling.." As she says this another truck passes by, ignoring us completely even though we're standing out in the open and are way past martial curfew.

"Something is wrong, Elyza."

Our hands find one another's and we hold tight.

"Let's get back to the house. Now."

Elyza and I make it home at the same time Chris does and we can tell by his urgent walking that he had come to the same conclusion as us, that something wasn't right.

Entering the house I have to move quick as Travis almost runs me over as he marches by the front door carrying several boxes. I follow behind him into the kitchen where mom is packing up some of her own boxes with the military rations we had gotten earlier. I don't think she notices either Elyza and I had entered.

"Mom what's happening?"

"Alicia," she doesn't take her eyes off her task, "go pack your stuff. Pack extra clothes for Elyza and Ofelia, while you're at it."

"Madison, Alicia and I saw some of the military leaving. Do you know what is happening."

"They're leaving so we're leaving. Elyza, can you help Alicia pack."

"Mom, I thought everything was getting better. I thought we were winning whatever biological war that's going on."

Travis returns to the kitchen and helps mom fill the remainder of space in her box. They're both rushing to fit as much supplies as they can.

"The military is retreating," Travis says looking up for a moment and halting his packing, "it's no longer safe here. We're all on our own now."

"We're back to our original plan. We're going to head out to the desert and wait out whatever is happening." Mom continues.

"What about Nick and Mrs. Salazar?"

"We're picking them up on the way."

"How did you find out where they are? I thought the military was keeping them locked up."

"Alicia!" Mom slams the box down on the kitchen counter and faces me, "We don't have time for all these questions. Please, just go pack up and as soon as we're done we're heading out."

I stop asking questions and move fast down the hallway to my room. Ofelia is already there, but she looks different now. She has this dark look on her face and I quickly decide to just leave her be and focus on my packing. I grab the nearest bag and throw open my drawers. I grab a handful of underwear, pants and shirts and toss them into the bag. In a matter of minutes the bag is full and ready to go.

Elyza is outside the door and waiting for me, a bag tossed over her shoulder and Biscuit at her heel. My hand is back in hers as we walk out after my mother and toss the bags into her open trunk. Ofelia passes by with her head hanging low, distributing her bag with ours and throwing herself into the backseat. Chris does the same on the other side.

Elyza opens the passenger side door of mom's car and pats the seat, letting Biscuit know where he needs to go. With one strong leap, Biscuit is seated in the seat and awaits more directions. Elyza scratches behind his ear and proceeds to close the door.

"You're riding with me, sweetheart."

I can see the question in mom's eyes when she hears Elyza but I ignore it and follow the blonde to her motorcycle. I wait till she's situated then follow, throwing one leg over and settling myself down in the leather seats behind her. She retrieves her helmet and extends it to me, i gladly receive the item and with a soft click it is placed on my head and locked in place by the small latch under my chin.

I lean into Elyza's back, a shiver runs through me at the touch of her cold leather jacket against my burning hot skin. I had been in such a rush I hadn't realised I was now sweating and the material of my jacket does nothing to fight off the chill of the night.

I watch as Travis and Daniel emerge from the backyard, a military man walks between them and all three take their time getting settled into Travis' truck.

All the engines are revved up and ready to go, Travis leaves first followed by mom and finally Elyza and I bring up the back. I grip hard onto the girl in front of me as we start to pick up speed. My heart beating out of my chest at the fact that I ,Alicia Clark, am actually on a badass bike.

I keep my head set forward and try to avoid looking out into the windows of nearby homes where families are probably sitting down and having dinner, oblivious to the fact that their protection is now gone.

We go a few miles out before splitting off from Travis. Mom said that in order for us to 'rescue' Nick, Travis and Daniel had to think of a way to distract the guards. I had a bad feeling about what this distraction could possibly be and so did Elyza apparently because she stops on the side of the road and starts to put some ammo in her pistol before continuing. Daniel is dropped off a few minutes later and he disappears into the darkness.

It's been half an hour and still we wait in a nearby parking lot at the back end of hospital building that holds our missing members. Mom and Travis are pacing around while the rest of us sit in silence. Ofelia looks surprisingly more relieved than before and I can't help thinking it's because of the now missing military man.

Suddenly gunshots can be heard, echoing off the parking garage walls. Elyza's gun is drawn and she takes a step in front of me, facing the garage opening. We wait.

More and more gunshots are flying out and it's so loud that I can hardly hear mom talking next to me.

Elyza raises her gun and I lean to the side to get a better view of the entrance, I can see a figure approaching quick and I hold my breath at the sight.

It's Daniel, he's running towards us as fast as he can.

He's out of breath by the time he reaches us. Mom and Travis gather around him, they're whispering to one another but I still can't hear much over the noise from outside. I try and read their lips but they're moving too fast but then Daniel is angrily pointing into the window of Travis' truck and I can tell they're fighting now.

"We don't have time for this," Elyza approaches the group, "if we're going to move it needs to be now. Put your bickering aside and lets move out."

They all agree and scramble to retrieve certain tools from the back of the pick up, there's some make shift weapons and wire clippers among said tools.

Elyza come back to my side and immediately my hand reaches out for hers.

"Alicia, I'm going to go inside with the others. You, Chris and Biscuit need to stay back here and make sure nothing happens to the cars."

"What? No! We stick together, I can help! Nick is my brother, if anyone is going in there to get him back it's going to be me."

I'm walking to mom cars, going to retrieve the baseball bat I had remembered seeing before but Elyza stops me, stepping in front of me and effectively blocking my path.

"No Alicia, you need to stay. How am I supposed to rescue that idiot of a brother of yours if I'm to worried about my little commander?"

I know what she's doing. She's trying to make light of the situation by joking around and throwing me one of her playful grins, but it's not working I can see panic in her eyes at the thought of me entering that building. I know I should fight harder but at the same time I don't want to slow her down.

The quicker she's in, the quicker she comes out.

I throw my arms around Elyza's neck and pull her into me, holding her tightly by the fabric of her jacket, her arms fly around my waist and hold me just as tight. We both nuzzle into one another and inhale, bathing in the scent there. My heart constrict at the thought of letting go but I do.

I playfully push her away but am reluctant to let go of her hand that lays in mine.

"As your commander, I order you not to die."

"I'm nothing but loyal to you commander." Our hands fall apart, she quickly turns away and proceeds to the garage opening along with Travis and Daniel.

Mom is next. She tells me to stay in the car with Chris and Biscuit and she doesn't release me from her own hug until I agree. I relish in the hug from my mother, I can't be mad at her any longer not with the world going to complete shit around us.

She runs to join the group and just like that they're gone, I'm left standing her in the middle of the garage by myself until their backs are completely gone from my view.

Tears fall from my eyes and land on the dirt covered concrete below but I do nothing to stop them, instead I walk backwards to the awaiting car where Biscuit and Chris already wait.

Please God, bring her back to me.

TBC