After the fight against Commander Lexa and Roan, Prince of Azgeda. Clarke Griffin finds an abandoned baby and decides to take her back to Polis. Clarke and Lexa fall in love with the baby, so they decide to keep it, and raise it according to the grounder's culture. The future of the 12 clans will be in the hands of Lauren, the daughter of Heda? Cover By: SLOTHTATO

SINOPSE: Clarke está sozinha na floresta após os acontecimentos em Mount Weather. Ela tenta achar um meio de sobreviver e lidar com seus fantasmas. Em seus pesadelos constantes, os resquícios de paz vinham quando ela lembra de Lexa e embora essa paz se mascare em raiva, seus ouvidos ainda escutam Lexa dizer "Que nos encontremos novamente" Essa é minha primeira fic Clexa espero que gostem! Algumas informações sobre ela: 1) Terá elementos da série original (cenas e frases) mescladas com outros elementos que são criação minha; 2) Terá personagens originais da série e outros que eu criei; 3) Essa fic e CLEXA! 4) Essa fic não terá o fim do 3x07 (fiquem tranquilas); 5) Procurarei retratar o mais fiel possível a personalidade de Lexa e Clarke, para que vocês sintam elas perto; 6) Postarei um capítulo por semana se der mais; 7) Essa fic será compartilhada em meu tumblr e twitter; 8) Os capítulos serão longos em sua maioria; É isso e espero que gostem tanto quanto eu estou gostando de escreve-la! Beijos

Raven was promised the world and left with barely a taste of it. Octavia was promised a taste but took more than her share. Sometimes promises are just made by the wrong people and it takes the right ones to allow them to be followed through. (Probably one of my worst descriptions, I sincerely apologise.)

"You're allowed to be sad," Octavia repeats herself. She watches as Raven's eyes land on the necklace she's hung up, and she sees the pain in the girl's face. "You can't just keep hiding from it, Raven." "Yeah?" Raven's voice is cold again and she narrows her eyes. "And how would you know? You haven't even been here." Octavia continues to take it, knowing the verbal blows are well deserved. She feels infinitely small in that moment. In finding a problem that she can't fix on her own, she feels powerless. All she can do is shrug, clasp her hands together, and look down at the ground. "Doesn't mean I stopped caring." or A Non-AU in which Octavia and Raven have a whole lot of history.