I know it took me forever to put this up. To be quite honest, I only just finished writing. And I don't really know where the strength to write it came from. I'm still devastated by 307 and I'm not quite sure if I'll ever be able to get over it. The whole ordeal hurt me in ways I didn't even know I could be hurt.

Anyways, sorry for making you wait for so long and I hope the epilogue makes up for the wait. Any similarities are not coincidental. No one beta'd this so all mistakes are my own.
Thank you all again for the kind messages. I love you all very, very much.
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Epilogue

"Clarke for fucks sake, come on! We're gonna be late!" Octavia shouted from across the living room, trying to make herself be heard by her best friend who was spending way too much time in the bathroom.

"I'm almost done! It's not like they can start without me anyway!" The blonde shouted back from behind the closed door.

"No, they can't, but it's not very polite to be late for such an important event, don't you think? So can you please hurry the fuck up?" The brunette said in-between giggles.

Clarke finally opened the bathroom door and stepped outside with uncertainty in her movements. She raised her head and faced her friend who had a kind smile on her face.

"How do I look?" She asked.

"Like you're about to get a diploma." Octavia said, laughing. "I'm joking, princess. You look great! Now let's go!" The girl said, pulling her friend by the arm.

"Well, I am about to get a diploma and if you keep pulling my sleeve I'll have to do so covered in creases." Clarke said, protesting.

"I wouldn't be pulling you if you were a little bit faster! Lexa, Anya, Lincoln, Bellamy and Raven are already there and they are starting to think you're not gonna show up." Octavia said.

"Why wouldn't I? It's my graduation!" Clarke replied.

"Ok, so let's go!"

The auditorium was full of people. Friends and families of the students waited patiently on their seats , sweating in anticipation for the most expected moment. The chairs were lined up on the stage, a big table held numerous flower bunches and paper tubes. Sat across a longer table, a number of teachers were ready for the start of the ceremony.

Behind the curtains, Clarke stood tapping her foot on the floor, a big wave of anxiety taking over her body and mind. She couldn't believe that was really happening, she couldn't believe that very moment was real. She thought about how much she fought to achieve that and how hard it was. How she was so close to giving up and how her life changed completely when she thought it was all lost and over. She peeked through the heavy fabric and saw her friends sat on the first row, looking to the stage, waiting for the big moment to come.

She saw Octavia and her brother chatting to Raven while Anya and Lincoln helped Lexa to set up her camera. Clarke felt happy and complete, having her friends and her girlfriend there to support her and celebrate with her.

It is real; she thought. This is really happening.

She felt a smile grow on her lip as she thought about the last four years and how much her life had changed for better. Her relationship with Lexa was stronger than ever and, with her help, Clarke started working as an apprentice with Dante Wallace. Not only she was able to keep saving money but she also enhanced her portfolio greatly. Never in her life she thought she would be able to learn so much. It didn't take long for her to finally apply and start at the Arts University and, four years later, there she was, about to receive her diploma. She thought about her mum and dad and how proud of her they would be if they were there. The thought brought a small tear to her eye but she wiped it away with the back of her hand, thinking that, wherever they were, they were happy for her.

A festive tune started playing bringing Clarke back from her thoughts and the group of students entered the stage, walking towards the empty seats. The audience applauded as the students took their places and smiled back at their families and friends.

"Go Griffin!" Raven shouted as she spotted the blonde, causing Clarke to chuckle.

As the students and audience settled down, Clarke stood up and walked towards the small pulpit placed on the centre of the stage and fixed the microphone height. She cleaned her throat as the music faded, getting the attention of all present in the auditorium.

"Welcome, students, teachers, families and friends. This is a very important day and, I must say, I'm not used to speak to so many people so, excuse-me if I stutter." She said with a giggle that was followed by the audience.

"You know, I am quite surprised myself with the fact that today is really happening. Not long before I started this course, I was convinced that this would not happen. I was certain that coming to the Arts University and going through the four years of course was something unreachable to me. And I bet it was as well to many of my classmates that are here with me today." Clarke could hear the soft laughter coming from her fellow students behind her.

"But still, here we are. And we wouldn't be able to be here without the help of our families and friends. Throughout these years, you supported us, endured our sleepless nights with projects and essays, helped us when creativity lacked, fed us, loved us and reminded us that we could do it." Clarke said her speech with her eyes locked with green ones that looked at her in the audience. She felt her heart melting as the owner of those green eyes smiled at her, mouthing the words I love you.

"For that reason, in the name of all students here today, I would like to thank you. We wouldn't be able to be here without you. Thank you, and welcome to the Arts University Graduation for the class of 2019!"

Clarke smiled broadly and started clapping together with her classmates and the whole audience. She felt proud of herself for being able to deliver that speech; in fact, she couldn't believe that she was chosen as the class speaker since her skills in speaking in public were close to zero.

She sat down again while other students spoke, clapping occasionally and laughing at memories and tales told by classmates and teachers.

The ceremony went on for another couple of hours and, finally, her name was called to receive her flowers and diploma. She walked towards the table where the teachers were sat, not being able to control the smile that was growing bigger and bigger on her lips. She felt her heart racing as her finger touched the velvety material of the diploma tube. That was it; everything she worked so hard to achieve, all the suffering she went through, the hard moments, everything converged to this very moment. She took the object in her hands and thanked the teacher, walking towards the back of the stage.

Once the audience started to disperse, Clarke walked to the main door and exited the auditorium. She spotted her friends among the horde of students and families and ran towards them, waving her diploma.

"I made it, guys! I made it!" She shouted as she joined the small group.

"You really did, Clarke! Well done!" Bellamy tapped the blonde on the shoulder with a broad smile on his face.

"Yea, Griffin! And I thought I was the only one in this group with brains…" Raven teased, making Clarke lightly hit her with her diploma tube.

"Excuse me, best friend coming through!" Octavia pushed her friends out of the way and threw herself on Clarke's arms on a warm, long hug.

Clarke felt tears starting to form on her eyes. She knew that she probably wouldn't have made it without the constant support of her friend and at that very moment, she felt like the most fortunate person on earth.

"Congratulations, Clarke. You deserve this so, so much. I'm so proud of you, princess. Really, you are going to rock this world one day!" The brunette said with pride on her voice. She let go of her friend with a deep sigh and wet eyes. "Now I better let go of you before that tall lady with green eyes kills me." She said with a grin.

Clarke turned around and met said green eyes, looking at her with so much emotion she could almost feel her stare. They locked gazes as Lexa made her way towards the blonde, stopping right in front of her.

"Congratulations, Clarke." She said with a smile on her face.

"I couldn't have done it without you." The blonde replied still holding Lexa's gaze.

"Yes, you could. You were born for this Clarke."

Clarke smiled broadly as she closed the gap between them with a kiss that was promptly interrupted.

"Jesus Christ, you two make me sick. Congratulations, Clarke." Anya said in an amused tone, giggling at the couple. The blonde hugged the older woman thanking her for her presence.

"Alright then, lovebirds. Should we go to The Ark? There's a celebration party waiting for us and I can't wait to get some alcohol down my throat." Octavia said, making the group start walking.

Lexa held Clarke's arm stopping the blonde from moving.

"You guys go ahead, we will meet you there shortly. I just need to get something at Clarke's flat."

Clarke looked at her girlfriend with confusion in her eyes. The confusion lasted as long as a couple of seconds as her eyes met Lexa's and the brunette held a devilish grin.

"Just thought you and I could do a small celebration of our own."

Clarke felt Lexa's body pressing against hers as the apartment door clicked closed. The blonde closed her eyes and savoured the feeling of the brunette's mouth running up her neck and gently biting her earlobe.

"Did I tell you how proud of you I am?" Lexa said in a whisper, kissing Clarke's neck again, making the blonde release a small moan.

"No," she replied. "But you can show me."

Clarke's response was like a red ember thrown into a bundle of dry leaves. Lexa felt her whole body light up as if it was on fire. She pulled her girlfriend even closer to her and clashed their lips together. The blonde slowly started guiding them towards the bedroom, stopping only when she felt the resistance of the bed frame against Lexa's legs.

The brunette fell sat on the bed and looked up to Clarke's face, locking their gazes. Clarke stared at green eyes and felt utterly complete. She knew she would never feel any happier than she was in that very moment. Everything she ever wished for was right there, in front of her, loving her.

Lexa reached out and pulled Clarke in, soft fabric touching her back and warm body pressing against hers. She gently moved a strand of blonde hair that fell on her girlfriend's face and proceeded to kiss soft lips. Slowly, she rolled them on the bed, straddling Clarke's hips, never losing contact with the blonde's mouth. Her hands were precise, removing each piece of clothing covering their bodies, until there was nothing left; only the feeling of her skin melting into Clarke's.

The blonde bit Lexa's lower lip softly while lightly scraping her short nails on the girl's back. Each time her hand travelled up and down the brunette's spine, she could hear her girlfriend's breath getting faster and shorter. She maneuvered her body placing Lexa's thigh between her legs. She pushed her hip up, enhancing the contact between them. Locking gazes with the brunette once more, she grinned as Lexa started a slow, rocking motion, thrusting her body against Clarke's, making the blonde release a silent cry as she matched her girlfriend's movements. She felt her body starting to get coated by a thin layer of sweat as Lexa sped up her movements slightly.

The brunette leaned in and took Clarke's lips with her own as she felt the blonde's grip on the back of her neck getting harder.

"Don't stop…" Clarke managed to utter in a whisper as she felt her whole body being taken over by strong waves of pleasure. She rested her head back and bit her lower lip as she let herself be consumed by the sensation. She felt a smile grow on her lips as her girlfriend started to slow down her motions, allowing her to enjoy every second of her climax.

When she opened her eyes, Lexa was hovering right above her, with a grin on her lips.

"See?" The brunette said, sassy. "That's how proud I am."

Clarke laughed loud and pulled the brunette in for a kiss. Pushing her slightly, she rolled them again, taking control and straddling Lexa.

"Good. 'Cause it's my turn." She said as lowered her body, meeting Lexa's lips again.

"Shouldn't we be getting ready to go to The Ark?" Clarke asked as she caressed Lexa's arm.

"Pshhhhhh…" The brunette silenced her girlfriend as moved her body backwards, getting comfortable in Clarke's arms.

"When I first met you I would never had thought you'd like to be the little spoon." The blonde said with a smile.

"When you first met me you wanted to kill me."

"I did… I can't believe how far we've got."

"Not far enough…" Lexa said as she reached for her phone to check the time.

"It's the third time you check the time. Are we waiting for something? And what do you mean by not far enough?"

As Clarke finished her sentence, the doorbell rang, making them both jump out of bed.

"Just a minute!" Clarke shouted as she quickly put her clothes on. "Who the hell is it?" She mouthed to Lexa who was fidgeting with something in her bag.

Clarke opened the door to find a delivery man.

"Delivery to Clarke Griffin." He said as he handed a clipboard with a piece of paper clipped to it and a pen. Clarke signed and made way for the men to start bringing boxes after more boxes into her apartment.

"What the hell is all this?" She asked Lexa, frowning.

"Graduation present." The brunette said with a smile.

Clarke pursed her lips and thanked the men, closing the door.

"Don't you think you went a bit overboard?" She asked as she looked at her living room completely covered with boxes. "I mean, where am I going to put all this? There is literally no spa…" Clarke stopped herself as she noticed her girlfriend's expression going from smiley to apprehensive in a split second. "I mean, of course I love it, thank you, so much for all of it, Lexa. I just… Really don't have space for all that. I might have to take some to the studio."

"About that…" Lexa said, facing the floor; her body language getting even more unsettled. "I was thinking… My loft is quite big."

Clarke opened her mouth to say something, but realisation hit her like a brick and she felt her heart starting to hammer in her chest.

"Your loft?" She asked; her voice trembling.

Taking a deep breath, Lexa looked up and reached for her back pocket. She took a few steps towards Clarke and reached for the blonde's hand.

"Clarke… After what happened to Costia, I told myself that I would never be able to love again. But then you just dropped into my life, as if you fell from the sky and you made me see that I wanted to love. I wanted to love you. And now, as you said, look how far we've got."

"I love you, Clarke and I want my life and your life to become our life." The brunette said as she placed a small black velvet box in Clarke's hand. Opening the box, she met the blonde's eyes. "Will you marry me?"

Clarke released a loud sob that was a laughter at the same time. She pulled Lexa in and kissed her, she kissed her with every fiber of her being. She kissed her as if it was the first and the last time.

"Yes! Of course I will!" She said with her lips still touching Lexa's.

They parted after a moment, still holding each other as Clarke looked around her living room full of boxes.

"This is the most convoluted marriage proposal ever!" The blonde said, laughing.

"Well, what can I say? I needed an excuse for you to move in."

They closed the gap between them once more in a soft kiss. A kiss that if anything, it was the beginning of their "happily ever after…"