LEXA

I open my eyes in what looks like a white, empty room. I sit up, and start looking around. There's nothing here, I can only see a small door right in front of me. I'm confused, Clarke was next to me just a second ago. Now I'm alone, in this foreign room. I don't quite understand what's going on, maybe they took me to the Mount Weather medical compound, where they have sophisticated machines and stuff. Clarke told me they do it sometimes, for critical cases. She told me that when she woke up in her cell everything was white, even her clothes. But this is different, there's literally nothing here. She talked to me about machines, iv's, cameras… There's only the bed I'm on in here. Wait, Mount Weather was destroyed. Where am I ? Maybe Pike got back and took me away.

"Clarke ? Where are you ?"

The door screeches, and I see a figure walking in.

"Hello, Lexa." It's a voice that I know very well. A voice I've heard a lot in the past. A voice I don't get to hear anymore.

It's Anya.

Am I dead ? Did I die in the fight to save Clarke ? But she was next to me... A minute ago.

"Anya. What is this place ?" I ask her, confused.

She looks at me, with a huge smile on her face. She's wearing a white gown, it's weird to see her with no war paint on her face. "I need to tell you something, Lexa."

Her voice is soft and tender. I look at her with curiosity as she walks towards me. I feel light, like if I had no body weight.

"This is a place where you decide if you want to live, or if you want to die."

I'm even more confused than before. "If you're here, it means you're dying. It means your human life is over and your spirit will find the next commander."

I'm not scared of dying, everyone does. If my fate was to die this way, I hope it resulted in Clarke being freed of her prison.

I remember seeing Clarke before coming to this place. She was there, she was next to me, holding my hand. When I was shot, I hoped she'd be in her prison cell. I didn't want her to be there. I didn't want her to suffer because of me, I fell to the ground hoping she wouldn't get to see me. Then I heard her voice…

Oh, Clarke's voice.

She was right where I needed her to be. Next to me.

I spent my whole life knowing that I was meant to die young, but I never really thought about what it would feel like. I never imagined what I'd find on the other side, I never dared to ask. I only knew that death would come sooner rather than later, I was ready. Then Clarke came into my life and my perspective changed.

"I can't leave Clarke, Anya." I whisper. "I've been ready to die for such a long time, but not now. I've realised I've just started living and I can't let that go."

"Then don't." She states, looking at me. "You've lived your whole life fighting. I know some moments have been harder than others… But you can do it. Your work as our commander isn't over yet, Lexa kom Trikru. You are trying to do something that most of our people would define foolish, but they listen to you.

You can change things.

You can make our world a little bit better. It's true, we were born to fight… But if we keep fighting, we'll disappear."