When Someday Came

by clexachoni

Third story of the SOMEDAY series (story 1 was Death is Not the End and story 2 was Maybe Someday) 8 years after Clarke and Lexa's wedding, 8 years after someday came. They have a family now. I suck at summaries, give it a chance. It's best if the 1st 2 stories are read before this one as it is a series.

2. Chapter 2: The Twelve Days of Christmas

A/N: A day late-well, technically 2 since it's just after 1:30 where I live so it's technically no longer Christmas anymore-but anyways the important thing is that I finished the chapter and am now posting it. So, enjoy! :) let me know what you think of this story so far (yeah, I know this is only chapter 2 and technically the 1st as last chapter was a prologue but still-leaving me a review will help with future chapters in this story!)

Lexa

"The twelve days of Christmas!" Emilia shouted when I asked what Christmas song they wanted. "The Disney version!"

"Yeah, yeah!" Jonah cheered. "Disney!"

"Hailee?" I asked the oldest of the three. The seven year old responded with a simple "that's fine."

"Disney, mommy! Disney!" Jonah yelped when I took too long to turn the song on. The two-year-old was still learning what patience was. I chuckled and turned the song on, started the minivan, and then began driving to my destination.

My mind wandered as I drove home, thinking about how my life had gone, and how crazy it was that I was driving a vehicle, how I was here. When I first arrived in this world, thirteen years ago, when I was seventeen, I had no one in my corner. Jake had stepped up and took me on. At that time, I was a mess. I had died, bene revived, and woken up in another world—the real world. I had been on a several months attempt to save Clarke who was in the old world which was irradiated. After saving her, and us being reunited, we still had our struggles. But we were together. Then Jake moved to Alaska for work, Clarke went into med school and got an art major and I became a psychologist and worked at my best friend—Octavia's—café. Jake returned, and shortly after I struggled with depression and self-harm which took a long time to truly overcome. And then at long last we got married. One year later, I had Hailee, then Emilia and Jonah came. I became a second grade teacher and was co-manager of Blake's Café. Life is good now.

The children's singing pulled me out of my thoughts.

On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:

Twelve drummers drumming

Eleven pipers piping

Ten lords a leaping

Nine ladies dancing

Eight maids a milking

Seven swans a swimming

Six geese a laying

Fiiive golden rings!

Four calling birds

Three French hens

Two turtle doves

And a partridge in a pear tree!

I smiled as the three of them sang the last line at the top of their lungs. Hailee loved singing, and had two solos at the elementary school's Christmas concert a few days ago. It was the weekend—Sunday—and four days from Christmas itself. It was the annual Christmas party that we've been doing for the past twelve years. It felt good to be heading to our home for the party. For many years we'd host the party in our little apartment that Clarke and I lived in. We still fit in the apartment after the girls were born. But when Clarke was pregnant for our third child, we knew it was time to move to a bigger place. And when we were apartment shopping, we found our house. A house. It was right outside the city, still close enough to the school and café that I could still walk on a nice day and in summertime with the girls without tiring or taking forever. Our house was plenty big enough to host the party with all of Clarke and my friends and family. The two story building had five bedrooms—the master bedroom, each of the kids had their own room, and a spare bedroom. Two bathrooms—three if you counted Clarke and my own private one. The beautiful kitchen Clarke always dreamed about even though I did most of the cooking, a dining room with a beautiful oak table, a TV room with a massive couch, two recliners, and a huge ass TV with an impressive DVD collection. We each had our own office and they were polar opposites. We had a good sized backyard with a massive wooden swing set—a handlebar swing, a mini porch swing for two, a baby swing, a regular swing, a wooden horse glider, a sandbox underneath a little plastic play house which was up a ladder, a bridge that led to two sides, a straight one and a spiraling one, and then there was another swing, a tire swing, and a plastic horse glider, and behind it was a plastic picnic table. Also in the backyard was a tree house in a tall oak tree that Octavia and I used more than the kids did in all honesty, a trampoline with a net so that the little ones wouldn't fall, and an underground pool that was currently covered until summer. Octavia's two kid's spent a lot of time at ours. Octavia spent a lot of time at ours. That would never change.

I drove into our driveway a few minutes later and smiled at the Christmas lights that decorated the outside of the house. Clarke must've put them up this morning while the kids and I were out gift shopping. I parked the van and helped the kids out. Hailee and Emilia grabbed the bags that had their presents and I grabbed my bags with the gifts for the kids with one hand and the other hand held Jonah's hand as he skipped beside me into the house.

"We're home, Mama!" Emilia's voice rang out.

Clarke appeared and took the bags from the girls. "Hey, kiddos."

"Mama!" Jonah shrieked and ran towards Clarke. She laughed and lifted the giggling two-year-old off the ground in a big hug, kissing his cheek. He squealed in delight. Although he loved spending the day with me, he was still Clarke's little man. Hailee favored me, but Emilia was neutral. She loved us both equally and didn't like to pick sides. Everyone called her the perfect child. Respectful, loving, kind. She was the little girl who when we were shopping earlier, pulled the door open for an elderly woman. I had to help her, of course, since her little five year old body wasn't strong enough for even the lighter doors at the shopping mall. But it was all her. Hailee and Jonah were both wonderful children, but neither had Emilia's heart of gold. But they were each special on their own ways.

"I see you got the outer lights up," I mentioned with a smile.

"Yes, I did. Nice surprise, huh?" she gave me her million dollar smile.

"Yes!" the girls yelled in unison.

"It's really pretty," Emilia said as Hailee said "everyone's gonna love it tonight!"

Tonight. The party. Octavia decided to have a Secret Santa gift exchange. The grandparents—Jake, Aurora, Abby, Kane, Anya, and Gustus—had their Secret Santa, us parents and, well, friends of us parents—Clarke and I, Octavia, Lincoln, Bellamy, Raven, Monty, Harper, Murphy, Emori, Roan, and Costia—had our Secret Santa, and the kids—Hailee, Emilia, Jonah, Hope and Augustus Blake, Jordyn Green, Ava Miller, Johnny Murphy, Ethan King, and Kaleb Woods—had their own Secret Santa. I wasn't aware of who Clarke had, but I had Octavia and with her being my closest friend I knew very well what to get her. Hailee had gotten lucky and picked Hope who was her best friend—O and I joked that Hailee and Hope were the next us. The girls did look and act like us, so it wasn't too far-fetched. Emilia had drawn Ava, and she didn't have too much trouble. Jonah got Hailee so I helped him pick something out for her. This party tonight was going to be epic.

…

Octavia arrived a few hours early because, her being the little chef she was, wanted to cook the deserts. I had dinner covered, she had deserts covered.

"Welcome to the Woods Family kitchen," I announced cheekily. She laughed, smacking my arm and got to work. She knew where everything was, thanks to her being at my house so often. To be fair, I spent a lot of time at her house. We all did. We took turns hosting dinners at each other's house, one weekend we'd have a dinner at my house, the next weekend at hers, and back and forth. We've been doing it since Hailee and Hope were born. She pulled out bowls and spoons and the mixers and ingredients and everything she needed on one side of the kitchen. On the other side, I got to work on the dinner. We were working in silence until Octavia plugged her phone into the speaker and turned her Christmas playlist on. Feliz Navidad began playing in the kitchen. I could work like this.

"Give me a job, babe," Clarke called. "The kids are all settled in front of the TV and Lincoln is trying to teach Jonah how to play Spider Box on his phone…I need something to do."

I smiled. Clarke couldn't come over to help cook or bake—there wasn't enough room for the three of us. So I thought about what she could actually do. I turned to Octavia who also had a thoughtful expression on her face. Then an idea popped into my head.

"Do you want to make the fruit salad? You can cut up the fruit and put it together on the table."

"Sure." She reached for the box of fruit and I passed it over the counter to her along with a cutting board and a knife.

Clarke

I pulled the items out of the box. A couple of apples, some kiwis, a carton of strawberries, blueberries, and raspberries, two cans of mandarin oranges, a few bananas, and a bag of fresh cherries. We couldn't use the canned maraschino cherries because both Hailee and Emilia was allergic.

I listened to the songs playing through O's iPod and began chopping away. I hummed to let it go as it began to play. Tonight was be epic.

It's funny how some distance makes everything seem small

And the fears that once controlled me can't get to me at all

It' time to see what I can do

To test the limits and break through

No right, no wrong, no rules for me

I'm free!

Let it go, let it go! When I'll rise like the break of dawn!

Let it go, let it go! That perfect girl is gone!

A shining day, a shining day!

Here I stand, in the light of day!

Let the storm rage on!

The cold never bothered me anyways!

…

My father and Aurora arrived first, like usual. They were always early so they could get a little bit of time with their children and grandchildren. Aurora just happened to be Octavia's mother, which made O and I step sisters and Lexa and O step sisters-in-law. Octavia and Lexa were already insanely close so becoming sisters in a way brought them even closer. And enhanced the rivalry between them.

"Grandma! Grandpa!" Emilia was the first to notice them and she was the first to call out to them. Just moments later Jake walked into the dining room carrying Emilia.

"Mama! I found Grandpa!"

Dad chuckled at the little girl. "I'm still getting used to that."

"Is my mom here?" Octavia asked, popping out of the kitchen with Lexa on her heels.

"She's being held captive by Hailee and Hope."

"Ah."

I smirked at the two brunettes. "Only you two could have two little girls at the same time that not only look like you, but act like you. You set little monsters into the world!"

"We aren't that bad!" Lexa defended, crossing her arms.

"You are." I turned to my father. "Right, Dad?"

He shook his head. "Don't drag me into this, kid." He handed me Emilia who threw her little arms around my neck. He walked over to Lexa and kissed the top of her head then gave her a big hug. I smiled at the sight. He never treated Lexa like anything less than she was. She was a daughter to him. She was important to him. He loved her as much as he loved me. That's what I wanted for her. I wanted her to be loved. And she was. By me, by Octavia, by my father, by our children. We were both loved.

…..

Blonde Beauty: Party in 3 hours!

Sword Maniac: FUCK YES!

Sword Mnaiac: You all still in? Say AYE if you're in people!

Fucking Miller: AYE

Batman: AYE. Ava's in too

Monty: AYE

Still Eleven: AYE

Still Eleven: Jordyn is coming with us, of course

Bob the Builder: AYE

Wrench Monkey: AYEEE

Murphucked: AYE

Badass Chick: AYE. And Johnny.

Sword Maniac: ADULTS. BESIDES MOM AND JAKE

Abby: AYE

Kane: AYE

Big 'ol Gustus: AYE

Mama Woods: AYE

Princess Warrior: I told you everyone was coming...

Sword Maniac: Shut it, Heda

Blonde Beauty: I'm gonna go…it sounds like O is about to kill my wife…

Big Teddy Bear: I'm gonna go with you. They're near the kitchen—could be weapons involved

Sword Maniac: LMFAO you guys are crazy. I wouldn't kill Lex! I love her too much!

Big Teddy Bear: Should I be worried? Lol

Blonde Beauty: Prob not. They are too sisterly to be anything more than friends.

Big Teddy Bear: True that

Mama Woods: You do know that you idiots are still on the group chat, right? You're in the same house rn—go TALK instead of blowing up my phone!

Blonde Beauty: Okay, okay

Princess Warrior: Thank you, Anya! Love ya!

…

Everyone else had arrived. They all trickled in and soon enough everyone was here, talking to each other, champagne glasses in hands. It was a wonderful sight. Lexa and Octavia was sitting on the couch talking with my mother and Aurora, Jonah curled up on mom's lap. Bellamy and Lincoln were chatting with Augustus trying to climb Bellamy, clearly wanting his uncle's attention.. Eventually, he reached down and scooped the four year old up. Murphy, Monty, Miller, and Bryan were pawing through our movie collection. Dad and Kane were sitting on the other couch. Emori and Harper were chatting away. And I was sitting at the kitchen island with Raven.

"You know how difficult it is not to build any bombs? Like, that's what I was good at in the old world. Building bombs, making bullets, building damn radios and reaper sticks."

I chuckled. "You should be happy you're no longer doing that stuff, Rae. We don't need to worry about surviving anymore. We're living."

She shrugged. "At least I get to play with cars. Being a mechanic isn't too bad."

"You've always been a mechanic, Reyes. A very cocky and badass mechanic."

She blushed. Raven Reyes blushed. "Yeah, yeah. I'm fucking awesome, I know."

"Just don't let your ego get any bigger, Reyes."

She just laughed.

"What's so funny?" Lexa asked, appearing behind us and scaring us. "Sorry," she chuckled when she realized she gave us both a fright.

"Clarke here is giving my ego some love."

"Clarke! Her ego is already big enough!" she scolded. Bu she couldn't hide the smile from her face.

"What's an ego?" Emilia asked as she walked over to us, clinging to her stuffed pony.

"It's when Auntie Raven thinks she's better than everyone else," Lexa answered earning a smack from Raven and a laugh from me. Raven hit me playfully as well and I held my hands up in defense.

"So she has an ego all the time?" she asked, blue eyes wide as she stared at Raven.

Lexa laughed. "Yes, Emmy."

"Oh," was all the little girl said.

…

Lexa

Jake and Marcus put two fold up tables against our wooden dining table. They rolled a circular table into the room and set it up with extra chairs as the children's table. We got the children settled with their food first. Jake and Gustus claimed the heads of the table. I sat on one side on Jake, with Clarke beside me and Raven beside her who had Bellamy beside her. Aurora was across from me, Octavia beside her with Lincoln beside her. Everyone else claimed their seats on either side of the long line of tables.

Everyone commented on my cooking which I ducked my head with a red face. I wasn't good with dealing with compliments. Jake gave my arm a squeeze. He knew what I was like. As did Clarke and she squeezed my hand under the table.

Desert came and everyone praised Octavia who stood up and gave us a little bow. Everyone laughed including the children.

Then came Octavia's bright idea. The Secret Santa.

We decided it's be easier to do the kid's first, so we adults could do ours in peace as the kids played.

Octavia passed the gifts that were brought ahead of time and at the count of three, they tore the wrapping away. And then they announced who they had for Secret Santa. Because children suck at rules.

Hailee got a sled which was the saucer shape. Her Secret Santa was announced to have been Johnny.

Hope got a kiddie skateboard which, even though she was a seven year old girl, got super excited over. Her Santa was Hailee.

Emilia got a doll. Her Santa was her brother.

Augustus got a Spiderman action figure. His Santa was Kaleb.

Jonah got a toy truck. His Santa was Ava.

Jordyn got a doll. Her Santa was Emilia.

Ava got a pair of roller blades. Her Santa was Jonah.

Johnny got a box of small matchbox cars. His Santa was Jordyn.

And Kaleb got two foam swords. His Santa was Hope.

And, as predicted, the kids were all entertained by their toys. So it was our turn.

I unwrapped my gift, finding a beautiful necklace, with my name engraved. I glanced around to see who had given it to me. "Look inside it," Jake said and I knew it was him. I opened the locket and saw a photo of Clarke and me with all three kids, taken during the summertime. I smiled at the beautiful gift. Jake did have a thing of buying me expensive gifts that made me cry, or at least tear up. "Thank you," I choked out and reached out to hug him.

Clarke opened hers and found a box that had about a dozen books. She laughed. "You're always complaining that you have nothing to read and I know you like that author, so now you'll have something to read during lunch breaks," Abby chuckled.

Okay, I'll admit it. We suck at rules, too.

Octavia opened hers and found a very large cookbook that had over 1,000 deserts. She actually squealed. The little chef side of her was so freaking adorable! She turned to me and I nodded with a laugh. She hugged me tightly.

Lincoln opened his and chuckled when he saw a $50 gift card to Barnes and Noble. The English professor enjoyed books very much. "Who was this from?" he asked. Aurora raised her hand. The mother and son in-laws hugged.

Raven opened hers. She had a $20 gift card to Starbucks and a $30 gift card to her favorite pizza place. "Whoever gave me these—I love you!" she announced. "Love you, too," Monty responded.

Bellamy got a jersey of the New York Yankees and she cheered. Murphy admitted to getting his buddy the jersey.

Monty opened his gift and found a new clamp stand and he shook his head with a laugh. "Raven?" she nodded.

Harper laughed as she received a pair of really nice winter boots that were faux fur lined and knee length. Miller raised his hand proudly when she asked who her Secret Santa was.

Miller had some video games that he got excited over. His Santa was Emori.

Bryan got a Starbucks gift card from Clarke. Bryan was ecstatic. He sure loves his caffeine. For the longest time, long ago before any of us were married let alone were parents, Bryan was known as the Coffee Hog before he became Batman.

Murphy had gotten a speaker, which he really wanted. Courtesy of Marcus.

Emori had gotten a new lens for her camera—she liked to do some photography as a hobby although she was good enough to pursue it professionally if she ever desired to. Octavia was her Santa.

Jake received an actual professional camera, as he too enjoyed photography. He had gotten into taking family portraits and also loved capturing moment within our wonderful family. Aurora was his Santa.

Aurora had gotten a shadowbox with photos of Hope and Augustus, courtesy of Lincoln.

Abby got a beautiful quilt from Bellamy.

Kane got a guide to fisherman from Gustus. They had talked about fishing once winter was over.

Anya got a punching bag from Gustus. The man knew his wife sometimes really needed to blow off some steam. We all laughed over his gift.

And Gustus got a fishing pole from Harper. Her gist to him was much appreciated.

We talked the night away, and it was one of the best Christmases yet.