A/N: Here it is! THE chapter, the final chapter of this one, but not the end of their story. This is only the 2nd book in a 3 book story. This chapter is the important chapter I've written, the longest, and the most difficult. I had lots of emotions as I wrote it. It may not be the end of the story, but it was the end of their you adulthood. The first story, Death is not the end, led them from from their world in The 100 to the end of their teenage years, Maybe Someday led them through their young adult life, and When Someday Came...well, I won't say much but it's another time in our girls' lives.

The first chapter which is technically the prologue of When Someday Came will be added on THURSDAY and the 2nd chapter, which is also a "Christmas Special" will be updated CHRISTMAS EVE night.

Enjoy this long and hopefully beautiful finale and I hope to see you in the next story!

Clarke

Dad, Raven, Emori and Aurora were driving me to the stylist, it was one I'd never been at before but Aurora knew the place well and told us that it would offer nothing but the best. My mother was meeting us there. I was a ball of nerves. Now I see why Octavia was freaking out on her wedding day. It's very nerve-wrecking!

Octavia had the bright idea to keep Lexa and I apart until the wedding itself. Lexa agreed, very reluctantly. Probably to make Octavia happier since she had to be with her until the ceremony. So I can't really blame her. But I can blame O.

"You know, eloping isn't sounding so bad an idea," I squeaked.

"No, no, no," Raven growled. "Fuck! Why can't O be here? She's so much better at dealing with people problems than I am!"

"I'm going to tell you the thing I told my daughter on her wedding day last month. Breathe. Just think of Lexa. This afternoon, you'll be married to her. It might seem stressful, it might seem scary, but just think of Lexa. And when it comes time to be in front of all those people, look at Lexa and only Lexa. It certainly helped Octavia, and she was a lot more freaked out than you are! Just think of what I said and you'll be fine, Clarke."

I shuddered but nodded. "Okay. I'll try."

"Good."

We arrived at the stylist just after seven-thirty. When we were climbing out of Aurora's mini-van, my mother's car pulled up beside us. She got out and gave me a smile and I shakily returned it.

"She's two-seconds from a complete break down," Raven told her and I hit her arm. "What? It's true!"

"Worse maid of honor ever," I joked.

She laughed and shoved me. "Jerk."

"Let's get you girls ready for this big day," Aurora told us, separating Raven and I before one of us could pounce on the other. Mom grabbed Raven's arm, pulling her back with her. The two of them had a mother-daughter bond, despite the fact that they weren't related and had only met six years ago when Raven was eighteen.

The stylists, Emma, Leila, and Ashleigh, met us with big smiles. Emma led me over to my chair to get to work on me, Leila took Raven and Emori to work on the both of them while Ashleigh took Aurora and my mother. Dad pulled out a book, sensing that he'd be sitting here for a while. I was beyond grateful that he came. Bellamy, Roan, and Lincoln took the responsibility of making sure everything got to the hall on time. While the wedding itself was outdoors, the reception would be held indoors. And I trusted the guys—at least Bell and Lincoln-to make sure that today would be perfect. While Lincoln had originally turned down the option of being a bridesmen which is why Roan got the job, he was still a trusted friend and he made sure that we all knew it.

Emma chatted with me during the entire hair styling and I was grateful for the distraction.

"Who's the lucky person you're getting married to?"

I smiled. I loved talking about Lexa. She was my everything. "Her name's Lexa. She's my best friend and the love of my life."

"She sounds pretty special."

"She really is."

"Where is she now?"

"No idea, probably at another stylist. Monroe's, probably, since my other best friend is with her and that's where she got her hair done for her wedding." I saw the curious look on Emma's face in the mirror. "Lexa and my best friend's, Octavia and Raven, decided that it'd be a good idea to separate Lexa and me until the wedding. Octavia held Lexa hostage last night and Raven stayed at my place to make sure I wouldn't try to sneak out and see her. And they're determined to keep us apart until the actual wedding ceremony."

She laughed. "Sounds like you have very interesting friends!"

"Interesting is one thing to call them!"

We both chuckled. She put the finishing touches to the up-do in my hair and sprayed it with holding spray. "Perfect."

…

Lexa

"Is this really necessary, O?"

"Um, yes!" she gave me a look as if it was obvious. "You are not laying eyes on Clarke until you're both up on that alter. And I mean it, Alexandria."

I huffed when she called me that and Anya laughed. Gustus was driving me, O, Harper, Anya, and Indra to Monroe's to get our hair and make-up done. I tried to argue that I didn't need make-up or even my hair done and O whacked me telling that I was hopeless. Anya, being the asshole she is, had agreed with a laugh.

I was more annoyed than I was nervous. Being the Commander, I had done scarier and more nerve-wrecking things than getting married, and in front of bigger crowds than I would be today. If I was nervous about anything, it was the first dance since I absolutely hated dancing. But that was more nerves about falling on my face than it was actually dancing in front of everyone.

Gustus parked and Octavia dragged me out of the van and Anya and Indra were unable to contain their laughter.

"Jeez, O! You're bossy as hell today!"

"I'm not going to let you ruin this wedding that I spent months planning!"

"It's my wedding!"

"I don't care!"

I sighed, knowing it was hopeless to fight with her today. I shot Anya a "help me!" look and she shrugged her shoulders. Indra shook her head at the sight of her former mentee dragging around her former Heda. She dragged me inside and we were met with the smiling faces of the stylists, the same people who did our hair the previous month.

I was led to a chair and my stylist, Maya, got to work on my hair. Kasey went to work on Octavia's hair and Wynn got to work on Anya. Gustus and Indra sat to the side. Indra didn't want her short hair touched and Gustus was fine with his chin length hair slicked back like it was. Lucky them. Maya straightened my long curls and began the braids that led to a beautiful, intricate up-do. She moved on to make up and she kept it to the minimal, and I loved her for that.

…

Clarke

There was two hours until the ceremony when we arrived at the building. I got my room to get ready in and Lexa had her own down the hallway. But I wasn't aloud out of the room I was in. Mom handed me a small can of ginger ale and some crackers to munch on to calm my nerves and to hopefully keep me from expelling my breakfast.

"Are you sure I can't just elope?"

Dad shook his head. "No. Your wedding is in two hours, you aren't going to play runaway bride."

I groaned and rested my head against the arm of the chair I was sitting on. Everyone chatted quietly. Harper, Aurora, and my mom all got dressed in their dresses. I didn't look up as they all took turns getting dressed.

"Okay, Clarke," Raven announced after a while. "Hour and a half left. You need to get dressed."

"No."

She groaned. A knock on the door sounded and she walked over to answer it. "Thank God. Deal with her!"

Octavia entered the room and marched over to me. "Okay. One chance. Let's get you dressed for your wedding."

I wanted to tell her no, but this was Octavia. If I told her no, she'd drag me to the bathroom kicking and screaming and dress her herself completely. And I'm sure she wouldn't be gentle. "Fine." I got up and let her lead me to the bathroom, my wedding gown in tow.

"How the hell did she get her to go willingly?" I heard Raven exclaim.

Octavia laughed at that and Raven shouted "shut up!"

"Okay, look at me, Clarke. Look. At. Me." I looked over to her, hazel eyes meeting mine. "Breathe. Lexa is as calm as can be. So there's nothing to worry about." I just stared at her blankly. She sighed. "Has Lexa seen your dress before?" I nodded. "Have you seen hers?"

"No. She said its bad luck."

She groaned but stood up. "Stay there. I'm gonna go get her so she can calm you down and help you get dressed, but she can only stay for a few minutes, got it? Cause she needs to get dressed too and she doesn't want you to see her in her dress."

"Okay," I whispered.

She walked out of the bathroom.

"Is she ready?" Raven asked.

"Nope. Going to get Lexa."

"I thought the whole point was to keep them apart."

"It was but…Jake, your daughter is a piece of work, ya know? She's impossible."

…

Lexa

Octavia came back to the room and pointed at me. "Got to Clarke. Now."

"What?" Octavia went through all this trouble to keep the two of us apart. It made no sense why she'd send me to Clarke after all that.

"She's like three seconds away from a panic attack. I thought I was bad on my wedding day! So go calm her down, make sure she gets dressed, then come right back. Got it?"

"Yes, ma'am." I saluted and ducked when she threw a cushion at me.

"Wise ass."

I rushed out of the room and down the hall before Octavia changed her mind. I didn't bother knocking, I just walked into the other room and Raven immediately pointed to the bathroom. "O says she's being impossible."

"O always exaggerates," I shot back. Jake and Aurora chuckled.

I slipped into the bathroom, closing the door behind me. Clarke was a bit pale but didn't seem panicky at all. "Hey." She threw her arms around my neck and I held her tightly.

"I feel sick," she admitted after a long moment.

I pulled away from her. "You feel sick as in you're coming down with something or you feel sick because you're very nervous?"

"Nervous, I think."

I pressed my lips to her forehead, then rested my head against hers. "Just an hour left, Clarke. Breathe in, breathe out. Good girl. It'll be okay. I promise. When we're up on the altar, just keep your eyes on me. Okay?"

She nodded, swallowing hard. "Okay."

"Good. Now let's get you dressed." Her gown was absolutely stunning. I helped her into it, zipping up the back for her. "Raven can help you with the shoes and jewelry, right?"

"But—"

"Hey. I need to get dressed, too, silly."

She giggled, nodding. I kissed her cheek quickly. "I'll see you at the alter."

She gave me a small smile and I left. "Raven, she's all yours."

I disappeared out the door—with a cushion—before anyone could say anything to me. I needed to get back to my room and get dressed. I entered the room and Anya burst out laughing when I chucked the cushion at Octavia, hitting her in the back of her head. The hit threw her off balance and she fell on top of Indra, who was giving me a less-than-pleased look.

"Sorry," I told Indra with a laugh. She just shook her head with a glint in her eye as Octavia climbed off of her.

"If it wasn't your wedding day, I'd kill you right now," Octavia groaned. She grabbed my dress and ushered me off to the side room. "Let's get you ready."

I had fallen in love with my dress the moment I saw it in the store. Octavia helped me into the backless dress. Anya, Octavia, and Indra loved that the dress showed off my entire back, making my tattoo visible. Not many people know I have a tattoo down my spine. I don't even think Jake knows. The intricate design down my spine I got the day I became Heda, and a tribute to the other novitiates who died that day. It was a reminded to me of who I am. I may no longer be the Commander in this world, but I will always be Heda.

Octavia basically kicked me out of the room so she could change into her bridemaid dress. "Holy crap!" Anya walked over to me, circling to get a view of the whole dress. "I'm in love."

Indra and Harper both loved the dress, as well.

"You have a tattoo?" Harper yelped. She was staring at my exposed back. "Holy shit, that's so freaking cool!"

…

"Twenty minutes."

My heart was thumping in my chest. All the nervousness I didn't have earlier came onto me full force and it was terrifying. "Anya, I can't…I can't do this." I felt like I couldn't breathe. I grabbed my throat, panicking because I couldn't breathe. I couldn't…

"You pick a fine time to have a panic attack," Octavia growled.

"You aren't helping!" Anya shouted.

One minute Anya was talking to me, next I was in Jake's arms and he was talking to me in a soft, comforting voice. I felt his hand rubbing my back rhythmically. "It's okay, you're okay, Lexa."

Once I felt I could breathe again, I took deep breaths of air. "I'm okay."

He pulled away, cupping my cheek, his eyes searching mine.

"Are you sure?"

I nodded. "I can do this."

Ten minutes.

…

The order was set for Gustus and Anya both to walk me down the aisle, then Octavia with Bellamy, Raven with Roan, and Emori with Harper. And then Clarke would be walked down the aisle with Jake and Abby.

…

Here comes the bride began playing right on cue.

"Just hold on to me, kid." Gustus told me and I wrapped me arm around his tightly.

"Don't let me fall."

"Never."

We walked down the sunny aisle and everything seemed slow motion. The minister greeted me with a smile. Everyone else filed down the aisle. It was a beautiful summer afternoon. I was glad that we had decided to do our wedding ceremony outdoors.

Jake and Abby walked Clarke down the aisle and Jake gave me an encouraging smile when they passed their daughter off to me.

Blue met green.

….

Clarke

Keep your eyes on Lexa. That's what I was doing.

Blue met green.

I tightened my grip on her hands. This was really happening. I was getting married to Lexa Woods. And even though I was so nervous, I was happier than I've ever been.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join these wonderful women in holy matrimony," the minister announced. I snuck a look at the audience and found my father in the front row and he gave me a smile, nodding my head. I was terrified by excited at the same time.

"Lexa Woods, do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, to live together in holy matrimony, to love her, to honor her, to comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"

Her green eyes met mine and she had the smallest hint of a smile on her lips. "I do."

"And do you, Clarke Griffin, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, to live together in holy matrimony, to love her, to honor her, to comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"

I couldn't stop the smile that spread across my face. "I do."

Like Lincoln and Octavia, we decided that we wouldn't say til death do us part since even death couldn't separate us. Death is not the end.

"I, Lexa Woods," she began, nearly choking on her words. Lexa wasn't good at emotions, but she was fairing pretty well. "Take you, Clarke Griffin, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, as long as we both shall live."

I had to fight to keep my voice strong, as emotions that threatened to spill were choking me. "I, Clarke Griffin, take you, Lexa Woods, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, as long as we both shall live."

Octavia handed Lexa a ring and I bit my lip. This was it. "I give you this ring as a token and pledge of our constant faith and abiding love." She slid the ring onto my ring finger and I held back the happy laugh.

I repeated her words with the ring handed to me by Raven ad slid the ring on her finger.

"By virtue of the authority vested in me under the laws of the State of New York, I now pronounce you married!" the minister announced in her booming voice. "You may now kiss."

Blue met green.

Her lips connected to mine and the audience erupted into cheers.

This was the best day of my life.

…

Lexa

"Oh, my girls!"

Jake reached out to us when we left the alter. He wrapped an arm around each shoulder, hugging us close. He pressed a kiss to the top of each of our heads.

Anya appeared behind us and she wrapped an arm around me, holding me close. "Took the two of you long enough!" we all burst out laughing, even Abby who was now standing beside Clarke.

"Holy fucking shit! You have a tattoo, Lexa! And it's fucking awesome!" Raven yelled.

"Wait, your tattoo is visible?" Clarke asked, walking behind me. "Woah, yes it is. All three of them." Of course, everyone knew about the tattoo on my arm. At least, most people did.

"A third…? Oh! You have one on your neck, too!"

"What tattoo?" Aurora asked.

Raven grabbed my shoulders and spun me around for Jake, Abby, and Aurora to see the tattoo that went down my spine and the infinity symbol on the back of my neck right below the hairline.

"Woah," Aurora breathed.

"Where'd you get those?" Jake asked.

"The one on my back is from my ascension day—the day I became the Commander—and a tribute to the novitiates who died that day. The one on my back was the scared symbol of the commander." I turned around so I was facing them. "I'm pretty sure everyone is inside waiting for us."

"Right, the reception party!" Raven looked around. "Where the fuck is O?"

Clarke laughed. "Probably making sure that Lincoln, Bell, and Roan didn't mess up. And to make sure everything she cooked arrived. How she balanced getting married, completely planning our wedding, catering the wedding, and being the maid of honor I will never understand. That girl is skilled."

"She is," I agreed.

We made our way inside where everyone was gathered. Octavia raced over to us, moving faster than I thought was possible in her heels. "There you are!"

…

"No." I shook my head stubbornly. It was time for the first dance, but I was not planning on dancing in front of all these people.

"You are the most stubborn person I've ever met, Lexa!" Octavia groaned, exasperated. "Go dance with your wife."

"No."

Clarke was laughing and Octavia shot her a "you're not helping!" look. Actually, our whole little group was laughing.

"Anya, stop laughing and drag her to that dance floor."

Anya shook her head. "She's all yours, maid of honor."

"Jake!" she swung around, eyes pleading. I shook my head at Jake. He avoided my stare and I knew I was screwed. "Thank you!"

He took a hold of my arm and started pulled me to the dance floor. "Let's go, kiddo." He held a hand for Clarke and she took it happily. "You can be stubborn after you dance to one song."

"It's a really cheesy song!" I protested, even though I absolutely adore the song and it was my choice.

"You picked it out!" Clarke exclaimed.

"I know, but—"

"No buts, Lexa," Jake interrupted. He shook his head with a chuckle. "Some things will never change."

He walked away and left Clarke to gently coax me onto the floor. "Just keep your eyes on my, ai hodnes," she whispered.

Blue met green.

The beautiful melody began to play and I couldn't stop the smile that appeared.

Every night in my dreams, I see you, I feel you

That is how I know you go on

Those nights in Polis filled my mind. When she finally became mine.

Far across the distance, and spaces between us

You have come to show you go on

"I did it for my people." The moment I lost hope.

Near, far, wherever you are

I believe that the heart does go on

Once more you opened the door

And you're here in my heart and my heart will go on and on…

When I saw the drawing she did of my sleeping form, the moment I regained hope that maybe someday, we'd be together.

Love can touch us one time and last for a lifetime

And never let go 'til we're gone

Love is when I loved you

One true time I'll hold to

In my life we'll always go on

The last night of my life in the old world, where we were together. We were happy. We were peaceful. And I knew I loved her more than anything in the world.

Near, far, wherever you are!

I believe that the heart does go on

Once more you opened the door

And you're here in my heart and my heart will go on and on…

"Maybe someday, you and I will owe nothing more to our people," she said, kindling hope. "I hope so," I whispered.

You're here, there's nothing I fear!

And I know that my heart will go on!

The fight to the death. I was lying on the ground, accepting my fate as Roan was about to plunge the spear into my heart. Then I saw the look on her face, the look of defeat and of pain and I knew that my fight was far from over.

We'll stay forever this way!

You're safe in my heart and my heart will go on and on!

Then everyone else joined us on the dance floor. Clarke went to leave the dance floor and I grabbed her wrist. She frowned. "I though you didn't want to dance at all?"

I gave her a smile. "I don't care anymore about dancing in front of everyone. All I care about is that I'm with you."

And we danced the night away.

"Ai hod yu in, Klark kom Skaikru."

"Ai hod yu in, Heda Leksa kom Trikru."

Maybe someday, you and I will owe nothing more to our people.

Someday came, and we owed nothing more to anyone besides ourselves and each other.

I swear fealty to you, Klark kom Skaikru. I vow to treat your needs and my own, and your people as my people.

Little did I know that those words I had said to her many years ago, in another world, in another time, would still be here today. I swore more than just fealty to her. I swore love, and I still love her. But it's double sided now. We both take care of each other. We both need each other. We brought out the best in each other.

Today was the best days of our lives. It was the end of one era, and the beginning of another. We had a long past and many memories. But in all honesty, our story has just begun.