[ Loss pooled within Clarke and it caused an ache nearly deep enough to swallow her whole and prevent her from standing back up. But no matter how many things knocked her down, Clarke found a way to keep going and to protect those around her. At the moment, her people were lost and believing the ravings of a madman. The adults were not on the ground from the beginning and saw the grounders way of life as more of a threat than the original 100. Fear motivated in such dark ways and Pike had taken advantage of it all to complete his vendetta.

She understood to a point - ice nation slaughtered their people but it didn't mean all grounders were like that. And now innocent grounders were dead.

Blood must have blood. ]

Finn was one of us. [ The words were spoken softly; pained in every possible way. The guilt she felt about Finn never really left her alone and she constantly thought about how things could have been different had she made other choices. ]

They're rallying around Pike but he isn't one of them. Not really. They just need to see that again. See that he is manipulating their fear.

[ Looking down at Lexa, her words felt like thousands of cuts all over her body. Did Lexa really want her to leave? It sure sounded like it and it hurt more than she thought it would.

Love is weakness.

But she didn't believe that. Not really. ]

There's not a lot I can do, Lexa. I'm going to be seen as an enemy on both sides now. The coalition is - it's ruined now and that plus Pike put my people at risk. While my people will see me as a turncoat.