Two days went by. Two days since Clarke had met Special Agent Lexa. Since she had given her her number, for medical purposes only, but still. It stung a bit the fact that the brunette hadn't called. But why would she?, the doctor reflected.

"Earth to Clarke", her friend teased her entering the break room. "Come on, blondie. What's up? Octavia kept you up again with a Super Mario Bros. challenge? I've told you you gotta put your priorities in order", she finishes sitting next to her friend.

"It's not that, R", Clarke responded. Raven was one of her best friends. They had met in NYU during their undergrad time, Clarke was a Biology major while Raven was a Chemistry major. They became good friends and began hanging out, then both were accepted at Columbia for Med School and that was all the courage Clarke needed to continue the struggle that school could be some times. Rave was outspoken and brave, qualities the blonde admired. Though Clarke's aim was to become a surgeon, Raven was more interested in the biochemical side of medicine, she wanted to fix the human body through new ways of organs transplants, that was the plan anyway.

"It's just that I met someone the other day and she…"

"Oh, dear God, that is amazing! Finally, finally, you like someone? And she hasn't called and you're here sulking. Who is she? Do you know where she works? Can we Facebook stalk her? How about we go to her office right now? So romantic"

"That sounds crazy, Raven! And I don't know much about her really… and it's a little bit mean that you find it so amazing that she hasn't called!"

"It's not that what I find amazing, what I find amazing it's the fact that you finally like someone! I feel like it's been forever. Since that a-hol Finn boy from sophomore year you haven't been interested in anyone. I feel like I should call Octavia, have you told her?"

"No, it's not a big deal. So what? I liked someone who didn't like me back. Big deal"

"It is a little bit and I got the exclusive, not O"

"It's not a competition!"

"Everything is competition Clarke Griffin, you and I know both that, we are med students so we know…", but Raven speech is interrupted by a vibrating phone.

UNKNOWN NUMBER

"It's her!", Raven yells. Clarke stands up and picks up the phone.

"Hello?", she tries to say casually.

"Hi, this is Lexa… Woods… Special Agent… well, I have three stitches"

"I remember, hi Lexa", Clarke smiles into the phone.

"Right, you put them there. Something like that. I was wondering if you'd like to have lunch today and take a look at them? Not all at the same time, like we can grab a bite and…"

"Lexa, that sounds good but I unfortunately can't make it for lunch, we have some Med School thing today. But I can make it for dinner if that still works for you"

"Yes, of course. Yes, it'd be great to have dinner. We could, I can pick you up from work or something?"

"Ah, that sounds good but I would like to go home and prepare for the date", Clarke gulps a little bit at this. She probably shouldn't have pushed, but she can't help it. "I don't live too far away from the hospital"

"Oh, good. So text me your address and I will pick you up, is 7:30 ok?"

"Yes, it's perfect"

"Alright, so 7:30 at your place. It's a date then. See you in a few hours Clarke"

"Bye Lexa"

Clarke hangs up.

Screams a little bit.

"So you have a date tonight", Raven comments with a smirk.

Hours fly by for Clarke that day. Even the lunch the school had planned for them didn't feel as bad. She was grateful Raven was there as well as Bellamy, who was behaving as a decent human being.

At 6 o'clock Clarke rushes through the mein door and hops on a taxi to get home faster, though she lives 20 minutes away, walking distance, from work. She showers really quickly and cheks her phone: 6:30. Her heart is beating faster than usual and harder. It's the good kind of nervous she thinks. She hasn't been out much lately, Raven is right.

Then she hears the door's apartment close.

"O! I'm so glad you're here"

"First of all Clarke Griffin, what on Earth is this thing about you having a date and sulking for two days because some girl hadn't call and why do I have to find out about this through Raven?", Octavia half asks, half screams.

"I am sorry, O! I just didn't want to think about her, though I WAS thinking about her all the time and why she hadn't called, but then she called today and we made dinner plans and now she'll be here in 20 minutes and I don't know what to wear", Clarke replies without stopping to breath.

"Wow, Clarke. You're gonna faint. Now, I am letting this go for the next few minutes but once you're back from your date and you tell me all the details about this seemingly amazing girl, you and I are gonna have a talk about BFF privileges. Understood?"

"Yes… now help?"

"Fine, do you know where you're going?"

Clarke shrugs, "not really… she's picking me up though"

"Not helpful… but, let's see", Octavia muses to Clarke's closet. "I've always liked this on you", she hands Clarke a white knee long dress. "Today's not too hot or cold, it's casual yet formal"

"You're completely right"

"Now lets do your hair, we have a few minutes"

At 7 o'clock sharp the ring buzzes.

"It's her", Clarke exclaims jumping from the bed.

"Ah, lucky I have a good hand, otherwise I would have poked your eye with this thing", Octavia smiles. "I'll go get the door, you put your jacked on"

"Who is this?", Octavia asks through the interphone, with a teasing tone of voice.

"Hi… uhm, this is Lexa. I am here to see Clarke, please", the brunette replies on the other end. Octavia smiles at the formality.

"She'll be down there in a second, Lexa. This is Octavia, by the way, Clarke's roommate", she is about to keep talking - probably give Lexa the best friend talk, but is interrupted by Clarke.

"Lexa, I'm on my way", Clarke says pushing Octavia. "Now, come on O. It's too soon to scare her away, I am more than capable of doing that on my own"

"Ah, princess, I doubt that. Now go and have fun"

Clarke rushes downstairs and tries to put herself together before opening the condo's door.

"Hi Clarke", Lexa tells her looking her in the eyes and Clarke's breath hitches. She wonders if its the unrequired work out she just did or maybe just looking at Lexa. "You look beautiful in that dress"

"Thank you Lexa, you look good yourself", she hugged the taller girl, who froze for a second before hugging Clarke back. It was only a second. Lightning lasts longer.

"So I was thinking we could go to this small italian restaurant, is nothing fancy but the food is delicious. Though I completely forgot to ask if you're a vegetarian or vegan or something, but they have may options. And they have a wine, it's a Malbec from a small italian house… do you like that? I mean, we could go elsewhere?"

"This place sounds great, how did you find out about it?", Clarke asks as Lexa guides the way. Octavia was right, it wasn't too cold or hot, it was a perfect day for a walk. Clarke took Lexa's arm, who was happy to have the girl on her side. Amazingly, it was Lexa's good arm.

"I used to live very close from here, when I was in the Academy, but eventually I moved with one of the guys from my crew to Brooklyn, actually"

"You hipster, you"

"Hey, it was cheaper back then. I am all against gentrification"

"Right. How are those stitches coming along?"

"Well, this is why I brought you here, isn't it?", she replies with a smirk.

"Oh, I completely forgot, I apologize detective"

"No need, doctor"

They walk for another few minutes, taking in the night. Clarke telling Lexa about living with Octavia, working with Raven and Bellamy, med school.

Soon they are outside of a small house, at least that what it looks like until Lexa opens the door for them. It's cozy just like Lexa had mentioned, dim lights, light red walls, candles spread around the main room, jazz music. There are barely 8 tables that Clarke can see.

"Lexa, good to see you again", says a woman greeting them, she has a light italian accent. "I've known this girl for… almost 6 years now. Did she tell you she used to waitress here?", Clarke barely has time to shake her head, as the woman is leading them to a smaller room.

"Ah, she did. When she was just in the police academy. Such a good girl", she smiles at Lexa and then goes back to Clarke, "So I expect you're nice to her…"

"Clarke, I'm Clarke", the blonde replies not really surprised by the woman's protective manner. She doesn't feel threatened, it's endearing actually, Clarke thinks.

"Alright Clarke. I will leave you two, Lexa can explain our specialties and of course, about our special wine. Please, sit", she asks them motioning the only table in the room before leaving.

"I am sorry", Lexa begins, blushing and pulling the chair so Clarke can sit. "She's a handful but means well. We've known each other for a long time and when I mentioned I was inviting someone over, she…"

"Hey, it's fine. I recall correctly, I have been doing my best to keep you safe. And, before there's wine and food, I'd like to see those stitches. I am pretty sure they're not ready to come off, but I'd like to just take a look and see how they are."

"Right", Lexa moves next to Clarke and takes off her shirt. She's wearing a sleeveless top and black pants. It may not be anything out of the extraordinary but Clarke can see how fit Lexa is, her toned arms are distracting, but she soon puts herself together and examines Lexa's arm.

"You've been taking the pills, right? They help"

"Of course, well, not today because… the wine"

"Right", Clarke smiles. "You're doing well… so I suppose it's fine. You should take them tomorrow anyway and I think that'll be it"

"Whatever you say, doctor"

Soon they place their orders while they chat about their backgrounds. Clarke grew up in Newark, but spent time in Manhattan because of her parent's jobs, her mother was Chief of Surgery at Clarke's hospital and her father was an architect, a visionary Clarke would say. Lexa's story was different. She grew up in Williamsburg "again, before it was even cool", she made a point to mention, but lost her mother when she was very young. Cancer. Then her father passed away when she was 21. Car accident.

"I am so, so sorry Lexa"

"It's fine. He was also a cop, you know? He was very happy that I was on my way of becoming one"

"I am sure he's very proud"

"I know… anyway, that's when I moved to this area and met Giorgi and her family. I had known them for almost only a year when I graduated from the Academy, but they were there, cheering for me. I don't get to see them often, but I try to visit every now and then."

"Who were you living with?"

"Uhm, my ex girlfriend", she replies blushing. Though they had called this a date, there are many meanings and uses to that words. And of course, ex girlfriends are always a good way to open up conversation on sexualities and identities. "So, we lived together for about 3 years… yeah. We don't anymore, I mean, we broke up about 3 years ago and I've been living in Brooklyn since"

"I would ask more about that relationship, but I have a "no exes" rule on the first date. I mean I don't date much"

"That's a good policy for first dates"

Clarke smiles. "Just so you know, I identify as bi"

"Oh, that's good to know… I don't make assumptions, like I think people can do their thing and… I do identify as gay, but like..."

"Thanks", Clarke replies, liking how Lexa just didn't need to know more.

"So, Lexa, what is your favorite movie?"

The spend the rest of the dinner laughing, Lexa likes to make impressions but sucks at them.

"You know? When I met you, you looked like you were ready for war. Like, if anything would happen you'd be ready to hand out your gun. And I am not saying you wouldn't do that right now if something happened, but you're… such a dork, but adorable. Like a dork but in a nice way"

"I don't see how that could be nice"

"It is, trust me"

"Good then", Lexa smiles and asks for the check. "It's getting late and we both know this is not the safest area to walk at night"

"I know"

Giorgia walks back and puts a plate with a piece of cake on the couple's table. "No check, enjoy this pay though, I made it myself"

"Wow, thank you so much", Clarke smile grows. "I love pay"

"Good, eat then"

"Giorgia, this is too much", Lexa tries.

"Nonsense. Enjoy desert", she says leaving them alone again.

"Clarke?"

"Yes?", Clarke considers for a second if its bad first date manners that she's already eating the pay, (but it's so good!), she considers to stop eating the pay but doesn't. Instead she just looks up, spoon still trying to get a good bite of the pay.

"Would you like to go out again? I was thinking Sunday might be a good day, if you're not too busy and all…"

Clarke takes her spoon from her plate, her mouth still full. She tries to feed Lexa, who raises her brows.

"Oh, this is for me? You're sharing now?"

Clarke tries not to laugh and manages to say, "this is my way of saying yes"

Lexa smiles. "OK" and takes the bite.

They walk back to Clarke's place in silence. Their hands barely touching. Then Clarke makes the move, since Lexa had asked her on a second date. She takes Lexa's hand on her own. She feels how the other woman stiffens at first and then casually relaxes into Clarke's hands.

"You have nice hands", Lexa mentions blushing.

"Thanks, they're surgeon hands, you know?", Clarke says playfully.

"Oh, and here I was thinking you were one of the nice doctors that didn't like to show off"

"Yeah, well… what can I say? Someone has to believe in these hands"

"I do, I believe in your capacity as a doctor and future surgeon"

Clarke stops for a second and looks at Lexa. "Thanks", she keeps walking squeezing Lexa's hand a bit.

Soon they are in front of Clarke's door.

"Is there a no kissing rule at the end of first dates as well?"

"No", replies Clarke pretending to think about that, "not that I can think of"

"Good"

And with that Lexa takes a step closer to Clarke and begins to close the gap between their lips before Clarke moves to meet Lexa's lips a bit too fast and eager for her own liking, but she can't help it. I had been such a good date, she needed to know if Lexa's lips felt as good as she thought. And they did. Clarke would keep on kissing Lexa, but knew had to stop at some point. Unless… no, no sleeping with anyone (worthy) on the first date.

When they finally break apart, Lexa kisses Clarke on the cheek.

"So, I will see you on Sunday, I can meet you here again if you'd like?"

""Sure", Clarke replies, "can't wait for Sunday. Text me when you get home, yes?", the blonde asks moving to her door and pulling out her keys.

"Will do. Have a good night Clarke", Lexa smiles.

"You too", and with that Clarke walks into her and runs up the stairs.

Clarke practically smashes the apartment's door and jumps next to Octavia who's watching TV in the living room.

"I take it, it went well?"

"It was amazing. She's amazing. We went to this little italian place that she knows and this little italian lady owns it, she's scary but so nice and then we had an amazing pasta that's supposed to be her specialty and oh, should I text her now? I asked her to text me once she was home, but I really want to tell her I had a good time, and yeah, we had this pay for desert, you know? She saw how I eat pay, O! And she still kissed me at the end of the night!", Clarke screams leaning then into her best friend.

"I am so happy for you! Like, I didn't understand half of what you said, but from the quantity of pheromones exhaling from you right now, I can tell it went freaking well. And she survived you eating pay, she's a hero"

"Ahh, should I text her now?"

"Dude you just saw her like 5 minutes ago. Let her get home, she will text you and then you can tell her what an amazing night you had. Now come here, watch the movie with me and then, once you have calmed down, can tell me all about tonight"

"Can we put Raven on speaker?"

"Are you sure you're about to become a doctor?", she replies playfully. "Of course we can"

Half an hour later Clarke's phone beeps.

"Thank you for tonight. I am home now. See you on Sunday"

Clarke smiles.

"Thank YOU for tonight, can't wait for Sunday. Text me tomorrow? :)"

"Of course. :)"