Stone Cold

Part32

Red.

That's the only colour Lexa sees when looking at this man.

But the colour of blood disappears when she sees her daughter standing behind him. Her eyes make contact with Ella and Ella smiles and shouts, "Mummy!" then pushes her way past Jason to get to her mother. Lexa can see that Jason wasn't expecting Ella to do that or to be that strong, because he tries to get a hold of her, but Lexa picks her up and quickly hands her over to Clarke, before shoving Jason back. He falls back on his ass.

"Don't touch her!" Lexa shouts. She knows that it scares Ella, but no one touches her daughter.

Lexa takes the time to walk back over to her daughter and searches for any injuries. She sighs in relief upon realising that Ella is completely fine. Lexa would even dare say that Ella looks proud of her mother for standing up to him, since she has never seen anyone do that.

Lexa looks over to Clarke. "Take her to my house, I'll be there within a hour. Lock the door and don't let anyone who isn't me in, okay?" she requests calmly.

"Lexa, what are you going to do?" Clarke is growing concerned, for she remembers Lexa saying that she would kill Jason if he came back, and Lexa doesn't break promises.

"It will be okay. Go, get Ella and yourself somewhere safe." Lexa pushes Clarke back a little, trying to hurry things up. She can't hold her anger anymore, but she also doesn't want her daughter to see her like this.

"Yes, Clarke go. Don't worry, I won't tell any details about us," Jason says with a smirk, and Clarke feels sick.

Clarke turns around with Ella in her arms, then looks back at Lexa, who's walking into the kitchen, where Jason is. The man smirks, but Clarke knows Lexa is about to knock the smirk off his face.

When Clarke gets outside, she sees her mother pull up in her car.

"MOM! Mom take Ella to Lexa's and lock the door, okay? Don't answer it," Clarke says as she rushes over to her mother.

"Clarke, what's going on?" Abby asks as the blonde puts Ella in her mother's car, then closes the door so she won't hear.

"He's back. Jason is back and I-I think Lexa's going to kill him if I don't go back in there, so take Ella," Clarke begs, already running back into the house.
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Lexa cracks her knuckles.

"Bringing your fists to a gun fight. I thought you were a solider, shouldn't you know better?" he asks, pulling the gun out from behind him.

Now Lexa gets why he's smiling.

"Fight like a man," Lexa grits out.

"Apparently, you're half of one," he chuckles.

Lexa has had enough. She knows she could disarm him in seconds. Instead, she lets her temper build and build, as she doesn't want to hold back, because god, he deserves exactly what Lexa's gonna give him.

She grabs his arm and forces him to the kitchen counter, before taking the gun from him and tossing out the window.

She pushes down on his arm harder, which makes his whine in pain.

However, she lets up, for she wants a fight. "That's better," she says.

She lets him stand back up and he tries to strike her in the face, yet she catches his fist and knees him in the gut.

Jason grabs his stomach in pain and Lexa punches him in the face as he comes down.

As soon as he's on the floor, she's above him, hitting him in the face repeatedly. She can feel the warmth of his blood - or maybe it's hers, because her knuckles are bleeding - but she does stop. That is, until she hears the front door open.

From the corner of her eye, Lexa can see the front door open and her heart drops when she see it's Clarke. Still, she stands up and shuts the kitchen door, making sure to lock it so Clarke can't come inside.

The door has a window in it though, so when she sees the state of Jason's face and Lexa's fists, Clarke puts two and two together and realises Lexa has shut the door because she isn't done with him... yet.

Lexa watches him choke on his own blood and smirks, feeling incredibly pleased. He looks at her with pitiful eyes, pleading her to let him go.

Lexa watches him struggle to his feet and try and leave out the back door, but she grabs him by his collar and throws him against the wall.

"Fuck YOU!" He screams at her as she punches him in the face again, and hears a bone break.

She's on top of him again, watching him struggle for his breath. But that doesn't stop her from beating him. She doesn't care that this man, who put Clarke and Ella through hell, is about to die by her hands.

Clarke decides that's enough "Lexa open the door!"

Another punch.

"Lexa!!"

Lexa hears another bone break.

Clarke is banging on the door, but it's like Lexa doesn't even hear her.

Lexa puts her hands around his throat. And squeezes. She can feel him lifting his knees up, trying to flip her off of him, and his hand come up to try and ease Lexa off, but she just stares into his eyes as she watches them lose life with each second.

Clarke breaks the glass of the door and unlocks it. She kneels down in front on Lexa, but the brunette's eyes don't move from Jason.

Clarke puts her hands on Lexa's face and finally, blue meets green.

"You have to stop," Clarke says, since Lexa still hasn't let him go.

"He deserves to die what he did," Lexa grits out, tightening her grip on him.

"Maybe he does, but Ella deserves to have you as a mother and if you kill him, you will take that away from her," Clarke pleads, caressing Lexa's cheeks.

At the mention of Ella, Lexa immediately lets go of him.

Clarke helps Lexa get off of the man, who is by now hardly breathing.

Clarke calls 911, as she doesn't want a dead body in her house. If it was in the woods, though, she wouldn't think twice about leaving him.

The police come as well and Clarke explains that Jason had been sending her things when he was in jail, but she doesn't know how he knew where she lives, and that he broke into her house.

She also told them he had a gun, that he threatened her and Lexa with, and that Lexa hit him in self defence.

Lexa was took into questioning that night and her captain rang her.

"Sergeant Woods, I just heard what you did."

Lexa doesn't say anything.

"I thought you where getting better?" he asks.

"If that was the mother of your child and your daughter, what would have done?" Lexa asks, because she knows she acted on protectiveness and instinct.

"The same as you but... I would have made sure that pathetic man was dead."

"Two more hits to the face and he would have been," Lexa says.

"Don't be hard on yourself, we both know one would have been enough... between me and you, I'm proud of who you have become... well done, Woods."

"T-thank you captain."

The line goes dead, and for the first time in eight years, Lexa feels good after she did something. She feels as though she won her family war. For them.