A/N: This chapter is 100% a flashback and will answer some unanswered questions. If you can't tell, I really hate Abby (I never liked her, I ship Kabby but can't stand Abby but I do looove Kane). Season 2 episode 9 Abby is back (2x09 is where she she says that Grounders don't know what peace is, and then goes to say that Lexa is a child. I mean, through season 2 and 3, Abby hasn't really tried to hide her dislike of Lexa) There is also a reference from the 1st story (chapter 29)

Five years ago

It was two days until Christmas, we were all getting into the holiday spirit. Or, at least, trying to. Thankfully my mother and Kane got jobs and were living in their own apartment, away from Lexa, Dad, and I, but they would be here for the holiday. My mother was…well, my mother. And she and Lexa just didn't get along. At all. After she almost smacked Lexa at dinner last month, which led to Lexa threatening to cook her (she has a terrible sense of humor…though I think she was dead serious about killing her), dad and I went through great lengths to keep them apart as much as possible.

…

Christmas Eve, and mom and Kane arrived. Dad bribed Lexa with hot cocoa and sugar cookies, and Lexa promised to try to keep the peace. That's all we could ask.

Princess: I need all the courage I can muster! Mom's coming!

Commander: Please! Hot cocoa and cookies can only get me so far!

O: Drink. That's what I'm doing. I got whisky. Strong as fuck, but it gets me through the holiday. Mom has a shit load of co-workers that view Bell and I like a display.

Bell: Share the whiskey, little sis

O: Meet in my room, big brother

Commander: I found vodka

Princess: Good enough!

O: See ya, if you survive the next few days

Commander: Back at ya

Bell: If I never see you again…I love all of you

Commander: Take pics and vids so we can compare our psychotic holidays after it all dies down

O: will do!

Commander: Shit! The witch just walked through the door! I repeat, the witch just walked through the door

O: hide behind Jake or Kane, best advice I can give

Princess: May the odds be ever in our favor!

Commander: You did not just quote The Hunger Games…

O: LMFAO! That was priceless, C!

"Clarke!"

I sighed, getting up, Lexa following suit after pouring literally half a bottle of vodka in her cup of coke.

"Want some coke with your alcohol, Lex?" I whispered.

"It only has 20 percent alcohol, Clarke."

"Smartass."

We reached mom and Kane and she gave me a big hug, and after what felt like forever, she passed me to Kane. When Kane released me, I saw her and Lexa having a stare-off. Why couldn't she separate Lexa from the Commander?

Lexadidn't kill Finn.

Lexadidn't let a bomb drop on TonDC.

Lexadidn't abandon us from Mount Weather.

Lexadidn't kidnap me to save me from Azgeda.

Lexa didn't put up a blockade.

That was all the Commander.

Lexagave us a truce when we were about to go to war.

Lexagot us to the doors of Mount Weather.

Lexa made us part of the Thirteenth Clan.

Lexabowed before me.

Lexa gave me unwavering love.

Even death couldn't keep Lexa and I apart.

Kane, sensing the tension, cleared his throat. He gave Lexa and short but loving hug. Unlike my mother, he never really had any issue with Lexa, even when she was the Commander. He always respected her and understood that even when she did some horrible things it was because she had to what was right for her people. And then she made us her people.

…

"What are your plans for the future?" Kane asked us as we sat in the couch later. He was only trying to keep light conversation, but my mother had other ideas.

"Yes, girls, what are your plans?"

"I want to pursue art," I told them. I sighed when she glared at me. "And maybe be a part-time doctor."

"Part-time?"her voice rose. "Clarke—"

"Leave her alone!" Lexa snapped. "It's her life, not yours, so cut the crap, Abby."

"I don't like your attitude, young lady. Not one bit," she seethed. "You think you're all high and mighty kid, but guess what? You aren't. You're a child."

"I'm more grown up than you in some way, so tread carefully and remember, you're a guest in this house."

"You do not get to talk to me like that. I am older than you, therefore you cannot talk to me like that!"

Lexa just rolled her eyes. I grabbed her elbow gently. "It isn't worth it, ai hodnes," I told her. I didn't even try to lower my voice. My mom glared at me, angry beyond belief. But I just ignored her. She really didn't want to try to make me choose between Lexa and her. If she did…she wouldn't like the answer one bit.

…

"That girl's nothing but attitude, Jake!" I heard my mother shout. "And she has a terrible temper! I mean, she's a Grounder. She can't be trusted! The stuff she's done…"

"The only time she has attitude is when you're around Abby. I think that speaks more about you than her!"

I turned my radio on, rubbing Lexa's back. Thank God she's asleep and couldn't hear what my mother was saying about her…about her people. Grounders can't be trusted…I thought she was above that! After all we went through on the ground, I thought she realized Grounders weren't all bad. That Lexa wasn't bad.

"I love you," I whispered. "And merry Christmas."

…

Christmas Day started off worse than Christmas Eve ended.

"Mom, just stop. Please."

She was very…persistent. "Clarke, you really need to think about your future! You're eighteen years old, not eight."

"Mom!"

"I have a really good job as a surgeon at the hospital. You could, too! Finish this year of transition school, go in as an interned transitioned doctor! You can go to a regular community college and take the classes needed to be an intern at the hospital and become a doctor!"

"Mom, I am not you!" I yelled. "I don't want to be like you! I want to be me!"

"You mean you want to take the easy way out so you can spend all your time with your hopeless Grounder girlfriend!"

Lexa stood up abruptly. Kane and my father backed away. The fury on Lexa's face…if I didn't love her to death and know one hundred percent that she would never harm me, I would've booked it, too.

"What did I ever do to you to make you hate me so much, Abby?" she shouted, her voice shaking with anger. My mom stood up too and I swallowed hard.

"You're the Commander. You killed countless of my people."

She was seething. "I killed them?" she laughed bitterly. "I didn't kill them, others did. And only because of provocation."

"You left us to die at Mount Weather."

"I had to save my people. I was offered a deal, and I took it. I was guaranteed that every single one of my people held captive there would be released if I walked away. So I walked away, with hundreds of my people."

"You kept Clarke hostage in your capitol, away from me."

"Skaikru needed an ambassador, Clarke was perfect for the title. And she wasn't a captive. Did I want her to stay? Yes I did. But did I force her to stay after you became the thirteenth clan? No. I would never hold her hostage. Because I gave her a home, and I loved her. Which was more than she would've had at Arcadia, since Arcadia is what she ran from in the first place! She left Arcadia and everyone in it, she didn't leave Polis, because it became home to her!"

I jumped up, resting a hand on Lexa's arm.

"Clarke! After what she just said, you're defending her?"

"You just attacked her, mom! I'm comforting her. Because I love her!"

"Well, you can't have us both."

I really didn't want it to come to this. "Lexa would never ask me to choose. Which is why I will choose her, always and forever. I love her and I choose her."

It happened so quickly, I couldn't stop it. My mother, full of rage, swiftly and harshly slapped Lexa hard across her cheek, hard enough to throw her off balance and cause her to fall to the floor.

"Abigail!"

I crouched beside her, pulling the shaking girl into my arms. Dad was beside us in a flash. "I'm fine," she said in a shaky voice. I didn't believe her.

"We're leaving." Kane literally drug her out of the room.

"I'll call you later, Marcus!" dad called to his friend. He gave us an apologetic smile as he pulled his girlfriend out to the car.

…

It took days to coax Lexa out of her shell. She was really shaken up. Dad convinced her to go talk to a therapist. She hated the idea at first, but eventually she seemed to actually look forward to it to an extent. One day, while lying in bed, she told me that after college, she wanted to be a therapist, too.

In case you didn't catch it, the reference to the 1st story-chapter 9-the reference was when Lexa wanted to cook Abby.

"Yes. She might be oh so infuriating, but I like her warm and breathing."

"Warm?"

"You know what I mean…Lexa."

"Why warm? How about hot?"

"Lexa."

"I could cook her to well done. She'd still be alive, right? If she was cooked?"

"LEXA!"