A/N: Hi guys!

I strongly hesitated before updating this story today, because of all that's happening in Brussels, but I figured that everyone needed a little cheering up...

I'd just like to say that I had plan the major part of this story before the death of our beloved Commander in the show, so I didn't mean to twist the knife or anything with Titus in this chapter. Also, I chose not to add the part with some chip being in Lexa, because I just think it makes no sense, even in the show, so yeah, in this story, the spirit of the Commander is mystical, and not technological.

Thanks to BrittzandTana again! And if you still haven't read her stories, you definitely should :)

Thanks also to everyone who reads, follows, favorites and reviews as always. Your kind words mean the world to me, really. And remember that you can find me on Twitter at schtroumpfie_31 if anyone's on it!

My thougts and prayers go out to Belgium, and everyone who has suffered from terrorism *hearts*

Disclaimer: I dot NOT own The 100.

Voice mail. Again. Clarke considered leaving another message, but an automatized voice announced, "Voice mail full."

She decided to try one more time.

Come on, Lexa, come on. Pick up the damn phone!

As Clarke expected, it went to voice mail again.

How could I be so fucking stupid? How could I say those horrible things to her?

Clarke knew how. She'd been so confused about everything, she was losing two of her best friends and she was the one to blame, she had met this incredible and gorgeous brunette that made her feel more alive that she had ever felt, and she was scared as fuck. So she just screwed up like she always screwed up every time there was too much pressure on her. All that had happened in less than a week and it was too much to take. The thought of losing both Octavia and Bellamy was scary enough, but the thought of losing Lexa because Clarke had said such terrible things that she didn't even mean was even more terrifying.

Clarke had already realized that she couldn't lose the brunette. She couldn't handle it. So when the said brunette had been gone for more than four hours, and wouldn't even pick up her damn phone, Clarke finally tried to get a hold of herself. She had stopped crying and was starting to think practically.

Where could she be?

The blonde doubted she would be at the school or one of the cafes they had been to during the past week. She assumed that Lexa would want to be someplace quiet, a place where she could isolate herself from the rest of the world, Clarke's world. The world that she was probably lost in, since she'd been there for just a week.

The only way to reach her turned out to be useless, and that thought made Clarke begin to freak out again. With no idea as to what to do, she called her best friend – at least, the one that wasn't mad at her.

Raven answered almost immediately and Clarke exclaimed, "Raven, oh my god I'm freaking out! Lexa's been missing for four hours now and I can't reach her! What do I do?"

"Gee, Clarke calm down! I can't make out a word you're saying. What's going on with Lexa?" Raven tried to calm her frantic best friend.

"Can we please meet somewhere in town? I need your help... but first, I need to tell you something." Clarke's voice was trembling, but she managed to speak in a somewhat comprehensible manner.

"Sure. Clarke, you're scaring me right now." Raven sounded worried now. "Meet me at the park near my house."

Clarke thanked her, because she knew it was getting late for a school night, and she hoped her friend wasn't going to get in trouble with her parents.

Clarke hurried outside, barely warning her parents that she was going to see Raven, and hopped into her car. She knew that she shouldn't be driving right now, because her hands were shaking and her eyes were still blurry from crying for hours. She couldn't care less though. She wanted to find Lexa, she needed to talk to her. Now.

Raven's house was ten minutes away from Clarke's and the park was just across the street from it. Clarke couldn't help but notice that the red light were she had almost run over Lexa a few days prior was just a minute away. That thought alone twisted the knife that was already in her heart and tears began falling freely from her eyes again.

She promised she would never leave me. So where the fuck is she?

She finally got to the park and parked her car in front of Raven's house. The brunette was waiting for her on a bench and as soon as she spotted the blonde, she waved her hand and got up. Clarke made her way toward her friend and started rambling again, "Raven, I'm so glad you're here! I don't know what to do, I have no fucking clue where she could be and-"

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her cheek as Raven slapped her across the face.

Ouch!

Clarke looked at her, raising her hand to her cheek. "Raven? What the fuck was that for?"

"First, stop saying 'fuck' all the fucking time, it just doesn't suit you. And second, you know how much I hate hysterical weirdos and you're being one right now." Raven paused and grabbed the blonde's shoulders. "Clarke, I love you, but you seriously need to chill the fuck out!"

"Now who's saying fuck all the time?"

Raven ignored the question and asked instead, concern showing on her face, "What's going on, Clarke? I've never seen you so freaked out."

"That's because I've never been this freaked out!" Clarke didn't want to waste any more time by explaining in great length, so she simply said, "Long story short, Lexa and I got into a fight, I said nasty things that I didn't mean, and now I can't find her and I have no idea where she could be."

"That's it? You're just worried because your new girlfriend is mad at you?" Raven's face instantly relaxed and she was almost chuckling.

"Raven, this is serious shit! You didn't see the look on her face when she left. I'm worried she's gonna do something stupid."

What if she went back to her world? She said she wouldn't be able to go back here!

Clarke tried not to let that thought get to her, and focused on her sarcastic friend instead. "Like what? Go shopping?"

"Okay, now you're being an ass," Clarke scowled.

"Sorry," Raven said, even though she clearly wasn't.

"Look, you don't know the whole story. I think it's time I tell you the truth. It's time that I tell everyone the truth actually."

"The truth about what?" Raven asked, curious.

"About how she and I met... the truth about Lexa," Clarke clarified slightly.

So the blonde talked, and talked, and talked, without ever stopping. She was surprised that her sassy friend didn't interrupt her. Raven's gaze was locked with hers, not hinting anything about whether or not she believed her. Clarke didn't leave anything out – except for the 'private stuff' that she and Lexa had done, obviously. She even told her that although she felt bad for Bellamy, she hadn't been able to find it in her heart to push the brunette away.

The blonde just finished her tale with a simple, "It's like we were fucking meant to be!" She then finally took the time to breathe and tried to gauge Raven's emotionless expression.

"I knew you were cheesy as fuck when it comes to love, but it's getting out of control. And stop saying fuck all of the damn time!"

"You know I tend to curse a lot when I worry and now I'm worried as fuck!"

Raven palmed herself in the face and then tried to glare at her friend, "I swear I'm gonna slap you in the face again. And this time, I won't hold back!"

Clarke then realized something and asked quietly, "Wait… Who said anything about love?"

Raven threw her an 'are you kidding me' look and replied, "Uh, you! For the past ten minutes I've been listening to you talk about how amazing Lexa is. It's pretty obvious that you don't just like her, you love her."

What?

Clarke then did a double take. "Wait…"

"What now?" Raven asked exasperated.

"I just told you a fuck-" Clarke paused when she saw Raven raising her hand threateningly. "uh, a really incredible story about how it was possible to travel between worlds, and all you care about is how mushy I get about Lexa?"

Lexa!

We've wasted enough time! We need to find her now!

"That's because… I never told you this, but I did a lot of research last year about some stuff like that. Some randoms were claiming to be from different worlds. They were judged as mentally disabled and sent to an asylum. But one day, a group of five people were found almost freezing to death in a mountain and they all said the same thing. They came from another world and had wanted to flee from a war that was threatening their people. They had managed to escape from a prison camp and found their way to another world, ours. Psychiatrists and even some scientists took interest in the case and were puzzled as to how five people would have the exact same delirium, especially when it was realized that their names weren't in any records."

Clarke was suddenly very intrigued. "What happened to them?"

"Same as others. They were locked up for their 'own good', even if they didn't seem dangerous. I started to believe that it wasn't some random case about crazy weirdos, and that maybe they were telling the truth. Theories popped up about how it would actually make sense that other worlds exist, but it was shrugged off as impossible. If it were true, it would actually shake up everything we know."

"So you believe it is true, then? That Lexa does come from another world?"

"I convinced myself that it was just nonsense, but if you believe her, so do I. I trust your judgment, Clarke."

Clarke had never seen Raven so sure about anything before. "So you'll help me find her?"

"Of course, I'll help you." Raven looked determined. Clarke could only hope determination would be enough to find Lexa. She tried to gather her thoughts again and looked at her surroundings. She often came to this park when she hung out with Raven, and she'd come to know it pretty well. Every tree, the bushes even. That's why the trampled bushes and the mud next to it instantly caught her attention. She quickly approached the said bushes and crouched down. She instantly knew that Lexa had been here; because it wasn't mud, it was blood, black blood. Lexa's blood.

Her own blood ran cold and she called Raven, her voice cracking when she explained to her friend, who was now standing next to her, that Lexa's blood was black. Raven froze and her eyes widened.

"Now you understand why she needs our help?"

Lexa almost howled in pain when she woke up. She felt a sharp pain in her left arm and tried to reach out with her right hand, only to have it brutally stopped. She was chained. She scanned her surroundings and, as a well-trained warrior, tried to find a way to set herself free. She was in a small room, filled with dust and filth. She supposed it was abandoned, the perfect place for whoever took her to keep her.

Lexa narrowed her eyes as she searched through her memory. The last thing she remembered was that she had stood heartbroken in that park for hours after her fight with Clarke.

Clarke.

I need to see her.

Then, she remembered something else – or rather someone - and her eyes widened in fear.

Titus.

He had found her. He had found a way to travel between worlds and had landed on this very particular world. What were the odds? It seemed like fate had always something bad up its sleeve for Lexa.

She had to escape. If she stayed here, she'd-

"I see that you're finally awake, Heda."

"Titus. My faithful adviser one day, the man who hunts me down to kill me the next." She had very well heard the sarcasm in Titus's voice, and she knew exactly why he was here.

"You know very well that we couldn't let you escape, Heda. Your little escapade put the all the Clans in danger. The coalition needs a leader, it needs a Heda. And if you stay alive, there will be no one to lead us." Lexa had been right. Titus was here to kill her.

She felt the urge to ask, "How did you find me? How did you know I was in this world and, more importantly, how did you manage to get here?"

"Most people in our world don't believe in other worlds. They think it's just a myth, but I knew better. I found your not-so-secret stash in your bedroom, Lexa. I knew you were planning to leave, I just didn't know where. But you had all these books from this world, and I knew you wanted to come here. You took me by surprise by attacking your own bodyguards. I tracked down the shaman that brought you here, and she told me everything. I ordered her to take us both here so that I could go back with you, but she betrayed me."

"What a surprise," Lexa said sarcastically.

Titus stomped over her and grabbed her already injured left arm. "I'm the one in charge now, Lexa, so I'd suggest you try and be a little less arrogant. You have no idea how much anger towards you I have contained for years. All that anger is now begging to come out."

Lexa spat at his feet with a defiant stare and snapped, bitter. "You're stuck in this world now, Titus. And you can't kill me here, because you don't know if my spirit is able to travel between worlds. So I guess your anger will have to wait a little longer, perhaps forever, if you don't find a way back to Polis."

Titus's face became pale, as if Lexa had just reminded him of that fact. After a while though, his gaze became vicious again and met Lexa's defiant one. "I might not be able to kill you just yet, but there's other ways to satisfy the hate you inspire within me. I promise you will beg me to end your life when I'm done with you."

"Have you considered the fact that she might have gone back to her world on her own?"

Raven and Clarke were in Raven's bedroom, looking at Raven's computer screen as the latter was trying to find any information they could about world traveling. Most of the websites they had found so far had been created by conspiracy theorists who claimed that the country was in fact governed by aliens that came from an alternative reality. Nothing about a post nuclear apocalyptic world.

"Yes, at first that's what I thought but Raven, did you see that blood? Something's happened to her. Something terrible. Stop wasting time and focus on finding something, anything that will help us find her!"

Raven didn't reply and went back to her research before she suggested carefully, "You know, we'd be more efficient if we had help."

"From who?" Clarke wondered. "I'm already lucky that you believed me, but other people might be hard to convince."

"Not Jasper and Monty. When you talk about crazy stuff to crazy people, they actually believe you."

Clarke considered this for a moment. "You know what? You might be right."

"Of course I'm right. I always am." Raven smirked, proud of herself.

"Quit showing off and get back to work while I call them." Despite Clarke's calm appearance, her thoughts were one freaking giant mess. While part of herself felt guilty for being the reason Lexa had left her house in the first place, telling her to cry her eyes out, the other part was just so fucking pissed at everyone that she feared it would actually cause her mind to explode.

She FaceTimed both her friends at once and they picked up instantly. "What's up, Clarke?" Came Jasper's voice through the speaker of her phone.

"I seriously need your help, guys. Like right now." She knew they would accept.

"Of course, but what's going on? Are you okay?" Monty butted in.

"No, I'm not actually. But that's not the point. Lexa is in danger and she needs our help. She's been missing for a while now and Raven and I don't know how to find her. But before you say anything, there's something you need to know about her," Clarke exposed.

While Clarke explained everything to the two boys, Raven kept scrolling through the Internet, hoping to find something that would make sense. The gears in her mind were racing faster than ever and she came up with a theory.

"Wow! That's some crazy stuff, Clarke," she heard Jasper say.

"Yeah, but that's so cool though!" Monty added.

"Hey, Clarke," Raven called the blonde. "I think I got a lead."

Clarke stood next to her in a matter of second, setting her phone on Raven's desk so that everyone could see everyone.

"Hey, Rae," Jasper greeted as Monty waved.

"Hey, guys." Raven turned to face Clarke. "You said that she couldn't go back to her world unless she found some sort of shaman, right?"

"Yes, that's what she told me." Clarke furrowed her eyebrows, not seeing where the brunette was going with this.

"And she said she appeared just about five minutes before you almost ran over her?"

"Yes, she did." Clarke crossed her arms over her chest. "Raven, where are you going with this exactly?"

"I just think that she might have landed in the same bushes we found her blood next to. That would make sense, she went back here because she couldn't go back to your house. And maybe somebody from her world actually showed up too. Someone that would have been skilled enough to harm a bad ass commander or whatever she is. But they're stuck here until they find a shaman." Raven waited for Clarke's reaction. She didn't wait for much time though as she saw the blonde's face lit up.

"So that would mean that she's still in our world and that we have a chance to prevent whoever took her from finding a way back to their world!"

"Exactly!"

"Clarke, does Lexa have a phone?" Monty asked, catching the blonde's attention.

"Yes, she does, but she won't answer." Clarke replied, feeling defeated as she thought back to the automatized voice again 'Voice mail full' and to the dozens of text she had sent the brunette that remained unanswered.

"Do you think it's still on?" Monty wondered, not picking up on Clarke's drop in mood.

"I think so. It rings at least, it doesn't go straight to voice mail." Clarke's face was puzzled.

"Then I can use her cellphone to track her down. If it's still on, it will tell us where she is." She saw Monty scrolling through his computer and she would have given him a tight hug had he been there.

"Monty, you're a genius!" Clarke exclaimed, suddenly regaining hope.

He chuckled a little and said, "I just need her phone number."

Clarke gave it to him and two long minutes went by before Jasper yelled, startling them all. "I got it!"

"What?" Monty asked, stunned. "How did you get her location before I did?"

"Guys, there's no time for that. Just tell me where she is!" Clarke urged.

"She's not too far from your house, Raven. Just two blocks away actually."

Raven suddenly caught up. "574 Atlantic Avenue?"

Clarke was impressed and so were the two nerds on FaceTime. "How did you know that?" Jasper asked.

"It's an abandoned house." She turned to Clarke. "Remember we were always trying to get inside when we were little, because it was supposed to be haunted, but Octavia would always chicken out?"

"Yeah, I do! It's a perfect spot to hold someone hostage," she replied as chills ran down her spine at the thought of Lexa scared and alone with her abductor. Even though Lexa seemed fearless, the blonde knew that whoever took her was someone she must fear.

"Guys, we'll need back up on this one," Jasper stated.

Clarke knew he was right. She turned to Raven. "You think Octavia would actually go through with it and follow us inside this time?"

Raven smirked. "Only one way to find out."

A/N: Leave me a quick review to let me know what you think.

This story will probably have 10 chapters. I'm currently writing another one that will be much longer.

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