Okay so 3x03 was like the greatest 45 minutes of television I have ever seen. Im pretty sure this show is going to make my shipper heart explode at some point this season. Anyway lets get on with chapter 2.
Chapter 2 - The Commander?
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"God, how did you get yourself into this mess!"Anya said laughing as she spoke "I should leave you alone at more parties." Lexa glared at her in response. "Is she at least hot? Please tell me she's hot."
"Well she made our little Lexa here blush." Lincoln said with a teasing smile. Lexa glared at him.
"Oh she must be, to make The Commander blush." Anya said with a smirk and Lexa shook her head in exasperation at the nickname. "I expect regular updates over the weekend." Anya turned to Lincoln and mumbled to try to stop Lexa from being able to hear "You should definitely tell Clarke about the nickname."
"I heard that!" Lexa growled. This was going to end terribly. She sighed as she headed to her room to start packing a backpack for the weekend before Clarke came over to go through their back-story. Just in case her mum asked any questions. They wanted to be prepared.
"Okay, so, we know that we met having coffee with O and Lincoln. Then I guess I thought you were kind of interesting - and gave you my number, we started talking and then went out for coffee a couple more times before you asked me out, like officially, and we've now been dating for about a month.
"Sounds easy enough to remember."
"Okay, back story is out of the way how about we play 20 questions or whatever. I'll ask one and then you ask one" Lexa nodded in agreement. It seemed the easiest way to get to know each other in such a short amount of time.
"Okay, Let's start simple. What's your favourite colour?"
"Red, how about yours?"
"Green. What do your parents do?"
"They're dead – they died when I was young." Lexa said stoically "I don't really remember them.I grew up with Anya and her mum Indra. She's a police officer, in case you need to know that."
"I'm sorry. I didn't know." Clarke said with a sympathetic expression.
"It's fine. That is the point of this exercise, right? So we know this kind of stuff about each other." Lexa paused for a moment before continuing with the game "So what about your parents? Your mum comes across as like a lawyer or politician."
"No. Nice guess though, she did try her hand at politics - but no. Mum works at Arkadia hospital as a doctor. She's actually the chief medical officer. So she still gets to deal with some office politics." Clarke hesitated for a moment and Lexa waited for her to continue "My dad died in a car crash 5 years ago. It was pretty tough for a while but it has gotten easier over time. I still miss him sometimes." She said with a sombre look on her face.
"Oh." Lexa said lamely. She wasn't sure what else to say. Clarke saved her from having to try to say anything when she spoke up to continue with another question.
"Okay next question. What do you do?"
"I'm a martial arts instructor. I thought about joining the army for a bit before I finished school, but I decided it wasn't for me."
"So the leather jacket isn't the only badass thing about you." Clarke said with a teasing smirk "Do you think you could teach me anything over the weekend?"
"Uh... Do you think your mum would be okay with me sparing with you…" Lexa said looking a little uneasy. She didn't really want to have Clarke's mum yelling at her all weekend for bruising her kid.
"It would be more teaching than sparing. I've never been in a fight in my life. But I mean you're an instructor so… it could come in handy to know some self-defence, right?"
"Right. Self-defence is always a good idea."Lexa paused as she thought it over. "I guess if we have time, and you still want to, I can show you some stuff." Lexa shrugged nonchalantly. If Clarke thought it would be okay, then who was she to question that. "What about you?"
"Sadly, I work in retail for the time being. I have some crazy stories though, so that's at least something. But I'm studying medicine. Probably become a doctor too one day. Maybe take my mums job." she joked before continuing with her next question. "Do you have any hobbies?"
"Well I do like martial arts so - I guess that?" What about you, what do you do for fun? It's not reading medical books is it?" Lexa said half joking – she hoped that wasn't it or she may have just offended her fake girlfriend already.
"No, actually. I really like drawing. And painting."
"You'll have to show me some of your art some time. I mean if you want."
"Maybe you'll get to see some over the weekend. If you're lucky." Clarke said smiling.
"I look forward to it." Lexa smiled back.
"Would you look at that." Anya Paused for a moment and waiting for their attention to turn to her "The Commander is smiling. It's a miracle." She said with a smirk and Lexa's Smile disappeared into a glare and a clenched jaw.
"Anya." Lexa growled.
"The Commander?" Clarke asked with curiosity in her voice.
"She's a bit of a drill sergeant at the gym where we teach martial arts. Some of the people we teach started calling her The Commander and it's just stuck. "Plus," Anya added with a teasing tone. "she is pretty serious. Hence my surprise at the smiling happening over there." she emphasised by waving her hand loosely in Lexa's direction.
"Commander, Huh?" Clarke said with a contemplative look "Am I going to regret asking 'The Commander' to teach me some martial arts?" She said directing her question to Anya.
"Hmmm" Anya began in mock contemplation. "I think you'll be alright – Just look at her with those blue eyes and kiss her on the cheek or something. Apparently she turns to putty when you do that."
"Anya, Leave!" Lexa said getting up out of the chair and pushing her out of the room "Now." Once she had gotten her out of the room she shut the door behind her with Anya's laugh still able to be heard until she disappeared upstairs.
"So… I turn The Commander into putty?" Clarke said lightly, teasing her a little.
"Anya, is an idiot." Lexa scowled
"That's not an answer." Clarke gave a short laugh "But, I'll let it slide." and Clarke quickly moved on to her next question which Lexa was thankful for. "What level of PDA are you comfortable with over the weekend?" Lexa raised an eyebrow. That was not what she was expecting. "I think that if I try kissing you and you punch me in the face my mum might get a little suspicious." Clarke reasoned.
"I don't know. I guess, whatever you think is appropriate? I mean you know your mum more than I do." Lexa shrugged. It wasn't like she was unhappy about the idea of kissing Clarke.
"If it gets uncomfortable for you, you will let me know?"
"I can do that." Lexa paused for a moment "Same goes for you." And Clarke nodded as a response.
"Okay, then I guess were covered. I mean it's only been a month. I don't think she will be expecting me to know all your deep dark secrets. The commander nickname will be a nice touch though."
"I am going to kill Anya." Lexa groaned and Clarke let out a chuckle.
"I'll see you on Saturday bright and early. 6AM Commander" Clarke said with a mock salute and then gave her a warm smile. Lexa just shook her head, trying to look like she was grumpy, but her smile was still coming through.
"You are the worst friend." Lexa said scowling as she sat down at the counter.
"I am the best friend." Anya said with a bright smile as she tossed a can of soda in Lexa's direction. "Besides now I don't have to keep sending Lincoln texts to remind him to bring up the nickname." Lexa shook her head in disbelief.
"You told her she turns me into putty. Which is not accurate. For the record." she said defiantly.
"Mmm" Anya said not sounding convinced "That's not what Lincoln told me. Besides - she's hot. So I don't blame you. I just wanted to make sure she felt safe around the big bad Commander." She said with a wink
"On that note." Lexa stood up out of her chair "I am going to continue packing before I decide to throw this can at your head." Lexa was just glad Anya wasn't going to be there to witness this train-wreck of a weekend first hand. She might never live it down. She might not live it down anyway at this rate.
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End chapter 2
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