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"ARE YOU EVEN POSTIVELY SURE ABOUT GOING TO SPACE?" Raven asked in concern as they both sat in front of the radio to speak to Octavia though they hadn't contacted her just yet because Raven wanted to be sure Falo was fine with this. And she was perfectly fine with it.
"I'm sure, Raven," Falo responded, a chuckle emitting from her mouth. "Now, let's contact Octavia. . . one last time."
She pressed the button on the speaker, praying Octavia would be sitting at the desk instead of throwing Skaikru people out of the bunker with the other clans. Taking a deep breath, she spoke into the speaker.
"Octavia? It's us. . . Falo and Raven."
The radio crackled, Octavia's voice filling the radio. "Thank God. . . you guys are okay. When will you be here? Praimfaya-"
"We're not coming back, Octavia." Falo sucked in a breath, tears in her eyes. Raven placed a hand on Falo's knee, frowning.
"What do you mean you're not coming back?" Octavia questioned, her voice cracking.
"We're going to space for five years."
It went silent on the other end. Falo knew Octavia was thinking long and hard about this, trying to process she wouldn't be seeing her friends or brother for five whole years. Octavia wasn't really sure she could do this without Falo, but she already promised her that she could do it in case Falo didn't come back, so she had to try and lead them until then.
Neither of them really had any choice in the matter, Octavia was going to lead Wonkru while Falo went to space, that was how it was going to be for five years.
"That's five whole years. . . are you sure? I mean-" Octavia's voice was full of concern and panic.
"I'm sure. We all are." Falo reassured her.
"If we manage to squeeze in everything we have to do in the next two hours or so-" Raven began.
"You will," Octavia firmly said, cutting Raven off. "Raven, you're strong, I believe that you will get everyone up to space in time. You will save everyone's lives."
Raven smiled at those words. "You will too. Octavia, you're gonna do great at this whole leadership thing."
"Thank you." Octavia replied.
Falo brightly smiled, squeezing her eyes shut as she said these new few words. "I am so proud of you," she opened her eyes. "Lincoln is too. I know it," she drew in a shaky breath. "Octavia, you will be an amazing leader. . . maybe better than me."
"I don't think so, no person can lead these people better than you," Octavia told her with tears in her eyes. "I love you. . . may we meet again."
