A/N: This is a new story that has been running through my head for a little while I'm not sure how many chapters this will be, it's going to be an angsty fluffy story. hopefully not to many cliffhangers thrown in here and there. I'm planning on also updating every Wednesday unless something comes up. going to keep to one chapter a week, so don't keep asking for updates haha.

When i started this it was going to be Clexa start to finish, but when i sat down to it out it turned into a Clexa and Doctormechanic fic. So i have warned you all, I think you can read this story if you only ship one of the pairings without being put off. But they are both definitely in the story. i will put at the beginning of each chapter if people prefer to be warned whether one pairing isn't in a particular chapter or I can leave it, and just put any trigger warnings on. I will see what people reception to this story is first.

Another thing this story may not have all your favorite characters in as you may know them or have read in other stories some have taken a different route in this story. But I think everyone will be happy.

The story is going to be rated T for language more than anything and some mild talk of sex. if i decide to do detailed sex scenes as the story progresses I will up the rating.

I'm sure there is other things i needed to say but i have probably forgot.

I don't own The 100 or their characters, i have borrowed them to get this story out of my head.

One more thing this story is unbeta'd all mistakes are my own, please be kind English and grammar is not my specialty just trying to have fun.

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CHAPTER ONE

A breeze blows across Clarke's face as she looks out of the window of the car she's sharing with her mother. Today they are moving from the big bustling Boston to a small town called Polis. A much smaller town with around 2000 residences, Clarke groans internally not that she has left a hue group of friends, it's more like the comfort of a lot of people she feels she like she won't be able to hide as well with so few people around her.

She lets out a sigh, "how much longer Mom?" she almost whines like a 6 year old not the 16 year old she is. Clarke starts turning to face her mother.

Abby lets out a frustrated sigh of her own. "I have no idea traffics shouldn't be this bad," she says craning her neck not seeing much more than she already could. "I think maybe there's an accident up ahead." She says looking at Clarke just in time to see her face pale from its smooth cream complexion and sees the flash of pain in her eyes. Abby instantly reaches over and grabs Clarke's hand tightly. "Clarke, look at me." Abby softly urges trying to keep the tears from her own voice and eyes.

Clarke turns to meet her mother soft gaze she sees the same pain reflecting back at her from her mother's eyes, pain she has seen every day for the past year. "I'm okay." Clarke rasps out. She quickly clears her throat. "I promise Mom." She says giving her Mom's hand a small squeeze trying hard to smile knowing it hasn't reached her eyes and probably looks more like she's grimacing.

Abby smiles slightly her hand reaching her daughters cheek, "I know you are sweet heart. I just needed to see your beautiful face." Abby says with a smile. Clarke blushes slightly, it used to always be her dad who would say things like that to her to make her blush lightly or to draw a laugh from her lips when she was being a 'moody teenager' as Jake would always joke always the one to tease Clarke never fearing her wrath. She turns her head and kisses her mother's hand lightly, "I miss him so much." She says her eyes shining with tears.

Clarke laughs before Abby can speak, "Of course daddy would say if we miss him it's because he was well loved." She says wiping at a lone tear running down her cheek.

Abby chuckles with her, "yes well your father was always modest." Abby jests lightly causing another chuckle from Clarke who nods in agreement.

Clarke smiles, "well it's lucky I take after you then mom and that I don't have an inflated ego like Dad." Clarke lightly jokes, Abby laughs along with Clarke enjoying the free easy feel they can talk about Jake now without bursting into tears every second, not always thinking of the pain but also thinking of the joy and good times they all shared.

Abby knows she will never stop missing Jake or loving him, after all he gave her the one thing in her life that matters most. Clarke. But she knows she's getting to a place in her life when she can think about their life and smile, and look to the future. And of course thinking it should be the three of them until Clarke leaves for college then just the two of them. Abby quickly shakes her head not wanting to think of it just being her when Clarke leaves for college, she's not ready to face that just yet, and luckily she has two years before she has to worry. A quick look ahead and sigh in relief Abby finally sees traffic starting to move, "finally." She says as the cars in front start slowly make their way along the road.

Clarke leans her head back and closes her eyes, thinking over the past year and how her and her mother have become closer, closer than either ever thought possible. Clarke was always a 'Daddy's Girl' since way before she could remember, her parents married young, her Mom had Clarke when she was in her first year as a resident in a hospital Boston, so she tended to work longer hours. Her Dad was the one that Clarke always remembers taking her for ice cream or coming to her school plays. His job was every bit as important as her mothers, only his work came second to his number one job that was being a father. Clarke used to always resent her mother a little bit, and if she's really honest still does, for spending as much time at the hospital as she did. Things changed after her Dad died. Abby promised Clarke she would make more of an effort to be there for her, spend time with her, and so far that had happened, even this new move is to guarantee more time for the two of them to spend together.

Of course if Clarke is honest she thought this was an empty promise, to her surprise she was wrong, her Mom made an effort to be there at least one day a weekend so they could spend the day together. Obviously it's easier said than done, what with her mom being head of her department she's always in demand meeting with patients or the hospital board. Clarke understood she really did. That's why she was the one to come up with the compromise. If Abby couldn't be there at the weekend she would make up for it by taking an afternoon off from work and they would spend time together then after Clarke finished school.

It had been the most heart breaking year of Clarke's life and as much as she was grateful for her relationship with her mother, she would trade it in a second to have her dad back. And deep down inside she knows her mother would do the same. But she can't change the past, she's just glad for the time she has spent with her dad the memories they made those are things she will never forget. Even the time spent with her Mom, they've visited art gallery after art gallery, museums, movies and even shopping. Clarke never knew her Mom loved clothes shopping as much as she did, this was something Clarke shared and that's was a pleasant surprise and provided them with the perfect way to get their relationship on track and for the women to bond.

Clark smiles to herself looking over at her mother watching her concentrate on the road. "I love you Mom." Clarke says softly still feeling a little girl again that's when she would always tell her parents she loved them, it got less and less the older she grew even if they never told Clarke they loved her any less. She was just being a moody teenager she knew they knew she loved them she just makes a point of telling her mom every day. And boy it's worth it to see the beaming smile on Abby's face. "I will never tire of hearing that." Abby says her voice a little husky.

Abby nods her head for Clarke to look out the window. 'Welcome to Polis' the sign says, 'population 2312' it says in smaller lettering. Clarke tries not to grimace on the outside.

Abby laughs, "We will be fine Clarke. How bad can I really be?" she asks.

Clarke's head snaps around so fast her eyes wide, Abby Laughs. "Well we will give it a chance?" She asks hopefully. Clarke just nods feeling as if she needs to prepare herself for the nothingness that will be her life for the next two years until she can leave for college.

They drive in a comfortable silence for about half an hour when Abby pulls into the drive way of a modest looking family home, Clarke looks at the house in wonder, it really is beautiful. Just like the pictures Abby showed her two stories, white with a big red front door, double garage not connected to the house but close. Abby smiles watching her daughters face light up a little. "Maybe the move will be good for both of us." She thinks to herself.

Stopping the car Abby removes the keys and looks to Clarke, "Ready?" she asks her. Clarke lets out the breath she didn't realise she was holding onto. She looks once more at the house before turning to her Mom. With a soft shake she says, "No." Abby wraps an arm around her shoulder pulling her to her kissing her head.

"I know my love." Abby says her voice thick squeezing Clarke's shoulder lightly. She feels Clarke pull away, letting her go Abby reaches for the handle to open the door.

Abby hardly has one leg out of the door when she sees Clarke jump. "Hey yourself," She hears Clarke reply to a voice of a person/persons she has yet to see, quickly stumbling from the car Abby straightens and walks around the car to Clarke's side.

There's a young woman walking up the drive way, Abby smiles, "Raven?" She politely asks, having only spoken to the woman on the phone and via email, just seeing the friendly smile she knew it would be Raven.

The young woman smiles and walks over to Abby hand extended, "Hi Dr Griffin, glad to finally put a face to the voice." Raven says shaking Abby's hand, "very glad to put a face to the voice," raven thinks to herself. Abby smiles kindly, "Please I've told you call me Abby," She says with a kind smile. "And this is my Daughter Clarke." She says indicating Clarke standing next to her.

Clarke stand silently watching the interaction between her Mom and this woman Raven, was that her name? Clarke watches the way the woman is checking out her Mom "gross." Clarkes thinks to herself internally cringing. Sure her Mom is beautiful, but she's her Mom so that makes it gross. Abby, Clarke notices doesn't seem to realise raven's affections or her subtle checking her out. Always clueless Clarke shakes her head slightly.

Raven turns to Clarke with a smile, "Hey Clarke, Raven Reyes. I own R&R Garage in town." She says in a friendly voice, her cheeks flushing a light pink. "Shit caught Rave." She mentally scolds herself.

Clarke smiles, "Nice to meet you Raven." She says smirking to herself, at least she doesn't seem to love herself and think she's entitled to check out every woman to cross her path, she actually seems nice. "Likewise," Raven says with a grin.

Raven turns back to talk to Abby, "Hey mom I'm going to have a look inside." Clarke says to her, "Okay." Abby offers a smile and a nod of encouragement she watches her walk away for a few seconds.

Abby turns back to Raven, Raven smiles kindly at her, "I don't mean to keep you Dr-" Abby raises an eyebrow "Abby," Raven quickly amends with a small chuckle. "I just wanted to introduce myself officially, and tell you the removal van came yesterday, I got the guys to put all the boxes and furniture in what I think you said was the right rooms." Raven explains in a soft voice. "at least I hope I was paying full attention." Raven jokes.

Abby looks at Raven in wonder and lets out a small laugh at her attempt of a joke, never has she met anyone as kind and thoughtful as Raven, and without asking for anything in return. "You really didn't have to do that Raven." Abby says the emotion showing in her voice.

Raven can't help the blush that spreads across her cheeks, "well like I say it was guess work really. Thank me after you make sure I did it right." She says with a small laugh and a playful wink. "Besides I've been the new one in town I know how scary and daunting that can be." Raven offers off handily.

Abby chuckles along with her, not having felt this light since Jake was alive, she's never had a lot of friends. Her work kept her to busy that anytime she had off she wanted to spend it all with Jake and Clarke. Maybe Raven could change that. "How about you come over for dinner one day next week when we are settled." Abby says with a smile. "And give me time to unpack the plates and buy groceries." She doesn't say the last part out loud though.

Raven smiles a big wide grin showing off a set of straight white teeth, "Don't offer me a home cooked meal, you might find I've moved into your Garage." Raven jests, nodding to the detached building.

Abby reaches out her arm holding on to Raven's, "After everything you have done over the past few months what with helping me get the house ready and helping me find trustworthy workers honestly one meal isn't cutting the surface." Abby says her voice laced with her appreciation.

Raven nervously rubs her neck, "yeah, sure. No problem." She lets out awkwardly. "You have my number, just call or text whenever will be good for you guys, I have to get back to the garage can't leave the guys in charge to long." Raven says slowly backing away with a grin. Abby smiles nodding, "I will Raven, Thank you again." Abby says with a final smile and a wave.

"You are aware she's gay don't you?" Clarke says from behind Abby. Abby's hand instantly clutches her chest, "Jesus Clarke you nearly gave me a heart attack." She softly chastises.

Clarke just shrugs with a small smirk, "I don't know if Raven's gay honey but that doesn't matter to me. Why would it?" she asks genuinely confused.

Clarke shrugs again, "I'm not really sure it does matter, it's just that she was checking you out mom. And you've been staring at nothing for like ten minutes" Clarke says from the trunk of the car pulling out their suitcases deliberately not looking at her mom knowing her cheeks will be pink. She heads towards the house pulling her case with her, "Dads been gone a year mom, it is okay to move on." She throws over her shoulder with a kind smile for her mom. She knows how much they parents loved each other and knew if her dad was here Raven's wandering eyes would never have been mentioned, well not by Clarke her dad would have noticed but he would have just laughed and teased Abby about it when they were alone. But her dad isn't here and she doesn't want her mom to be lonely forever.

Abby follows Clarke into the house with her own suitcase, "Clarke?" she says softly, Clarke turns towards her mom with a kind smile. "I hav- me and Rav-. Clarke." Abby flusters. Clarke laughs, "relax mom, I'm not saying anything is happening, or even will. I just want you to know you don't have to worry about my feelings is all." Clarke takes Abby's hand and gives it a gentle squeeze.

Abby smiles at her kind open minded daughter, "we did good Abby." Jake's voice inside her head rings through. "You mean to say when or if I'm ever ready to move on you would be okay if I moved on with a woman?" Abby asks genuinely curious.

Clarke turns around to face her mother, "what did you guys teach me about labels and judging people?" Clarke says her hand on her hip, a faux angry expression on her face.

She looks so much like Jake Abby's heart swells. "We always told you labels are for boxes and jars, and judging is for the overpaid music 'experts' on ridiculous reality shows." Abby says in a small voice like she's a child getting scolded. Clarke laughs coming to hug her mom. "Exactly and are you a box or a jar? Are you trying out for The Voice?" She asks laughing Abby just laughs shaking her head.

"And by the way gross I really don't want to know who or what you're moving on." Clarke says her face twisting at the thought. Abby smacks her arm rolling her eyes.

They walk upstairs slowly having to pull their heavy suitcases with them the only sounds are their heavy breathes each step they take. Once at the top of the stairs they each let out a relieved sigh. Abby points to the first door to their left, "bathroom," she points to the door opposite, "guestroom." Walking further down the hallway with Clarke following closely, "and this is your room." Abby points to the last door on the right.

Clarke nods opening the door she lets out a surprised gasp. "Mom, when did you do this?" Clarke asks noticing her bed has been built and made, but more importantly her easel and paints are ready and waiting for Clarke to dive in. She's been itching to paint the last few days.

Abby follows Clarke in, a confused look on her face, "I didn't do this." Abby says here face alight with wander. Clarke turns to look at her mother, "Raven." They both say at once. Abby laughs lightly, "It must have been. I had no idea she was doing any of this. I only asked her to let the removal guys in in the morning and lock up after they left." Abby explains lightly touching Clarke's paint supplies.

Feeling butterflies in her stomach that Raven would remember an offhand comment about Clarke's love of Painting and how much she's thrown herself into it since her father's death and then the move has been added to her ever heavy shoulders too. "I guess we owe her more than one home cooked meal." Abby lightly laughs shaking her head.

Clarke turns to face her mom, "Yeah that's a safe bet." She lightly jokes. Abby watches as Clarke picks up her paint covered clothes that were on the floor neatly folded next to Clarke's blank canvases. "Would you mind?" Clarke asks her eyes bright blue with hope.

Abby can't help the grin across her face, "of course sweet heart. Your bathroom," Abby says pointing to the door in front of Clarke walking over to her daughter and kissing her cheek. "I think I'm going to go for a lie down I'm exhausted from the drive." Abby explains, Clarke nods and smiles as Abby turns to leave the room.

Once Abby closes the door to her own bedroom, which she also finds out Raven has arranged for her master bed to be put together and made. She has no idea how and who Raven found in this small town that would do these kinds of jobs. She pulls out her phone.

A: thank you so much for our rooms being ready, it was unnecessary but very muchly appreciated.

A: and thank you for Clarke's room you have no idea how happy that made her, which in turn made me happy.

Abby quickly sends the messages to Raven a smile on her face as she quickly steps out of her clothes she travelled in and slips on a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt. Her phone buzzes as she's heading over to her bed for a lay down.

R: it was no probs, I wuldn't hv been able 2 sleep thinking of u guys trying 2 put the beds 2gether urselves.

R: or worse u hvin 2 sleep on the floor.

R: not that I think u cant put 2 beds 2gether urselves.

Abby laughs thinking of Raven rambling.

A: you would be correct in guessing, that was always Jake's job. You have to send me the bill I insist.

R: bill?

R: its cool no worries.

Abby reads the message again a little confused.

A: Raven please tell me you didn't do this? And especially not alone.

Abby can't imagine how much Raven must have struggled doing this alone if she is correct in her guessing.

R: k I wont tell u that.

R: no srsly I had a few buddies help, all it cost was a couple of 6 packs. Hope u dnt mind me doing it. I swear I only unpacked Clarkes art supplies thts the only box I touched.

R: Me nt my buddies.

R: well and the bed sheets 2.

Abby can't help but feel overwhelmed by the kindness shown by Raven, she feels tears well up in her eyes.

A: I honestly have no idea what to say. Thank you. But that seems so meaningless. What you did for my daughter Raven was the nicest thing anyone has ever done her Clarke in a long time, she too is very grateful she is painting as I type.

A: and you will always have a place in our home at our dinner table whenever you want it. And I insist on repaying you for the beer and your time.

R: nt at all, its wot friends do . But I will take u up on dinner sum times. I luv food and never get a chance 2 cook. I say never but I mean I cant cook.

A: anytime Raven like I said. I'm so very glad I get to call you a friend .

Abby places her phone on the bedside table before closing her eyes with a soft smile on her face.