It was Clarke and Lexa's first patrol together. Half an hour after leaving Seattle's police department, the two woman decided to get a quick lunch. Officer Woods was quite a calm person who rather listen than talk. It was good to work with someone else than Raven or Octavia, they knew everything about each other and it was sometime exhausting to work with them. She liked Lexa's attitude so far, and she couldn't wait to see how she'll react when she'll be right in the heat of the moment – still, she was scared. Some rookies were known to freeze and or want to back off, yet no police officer could do that. They swore to serve and protect. Anyway, the first days were always the worse and Clarke wanted to know how the new rookie could manage with the pressure of the job.

"We have a car accident on the Principal Ave. near Thompson's road. Two vehicles, possible children involved. Is there any unit available to attend?" The voice on the radio asked.

Clarke might have seen a spark of excitement in her rookie's eyes. Her first call, she will maybe remember it forever. Clarke remembers her like it was yesterday: a bank robbery, the robber was a homeless who managed to get his hands on a gun somehow. She was really scared, yet Anya guided her through everything.

The blonde officer took the radio. "16-20, we are at one block away. We are heading there right now. 10-4." She putted the radio back at its place and gave a look to Lexa. "Yes, you can put the sirens."

She felt her rookie really wanted to do it, so she agreed to let her do it. When the sounds of the sirens started, Clarke accelerated cautiously, waiting for the cars in front of the patrol car to move out of her way. "And here we go. Remember, you do as I say. Don't freak out and don't screw up, everything will be fine."

They arrived at the accident scene and as soon as Clarke got out of the car, she knew it was bad. She looked at her rookie and said: "You need to secure the perimeter. Things are in the trunk." She threw her the car keys and ran towards the cars. She heard screaming and immediately knew there was kids in one of the cars. She saw an unconscious woman at the front seat and two kids in the back seat.

"16-20, we arrived at the car accident scene. We request an ambulance, one unconscious woman and two kids." She said at her portable radio.

"16-20, the ambulance is on its way." Answered the voice in the radio. Good.

She opened tried to open the back door, but couldn't. There was shattered glass all over the ground and Clarke was cautious not cutting herself with the broken windows. As soon as the kids saw her, they asked for help. The two boys were not that much old – around 8 and 11 years old.

"Hi, I am Officer Clarke Griffin. Are you hurt? Do you have a headache?" She asked softly, trying not to scare them more than they were. The second kid, the younger, was obviously in shock and needed to get out of there. They said they were fine, except their chest were hurting because of the seatbelts. "Good thing you had these on, guys."

She walked around the car and opened the other door. The ambulance arrived two minutes later and the boys were out of the vehicle. The mother started to regain consciousness and the paramedics took good care of her.

On the other hand, Lexa was caught with an old man than banged his head to something, perhaps the windshield or the airbag. He wore glasses and they broke with the impact, causing several cuts to his face. He was bleeding a lot, but she talked to him, reassuring him that the paramedics had arrived and everything was going to be fine. Clarke arrived to see how Lexa was doing and she saw the man. She tried to open all the doors with no success. "Sir, we will wait until the firefighters arrived to get you out of the car. We need the jaws of life." Clarke told him. "You're going to be fine."

Lexa has made a good perimeter and Clarke felt proud. That was a good start for that rookie. She took a deep breath before using her radio again. "16-20, the paramedics are taking them four to the hospital: a mother with her two kids and an older man. We are clearing the scene." She waited a second and heard: "We got this from now, thank you. 10-4."

With a sigh of relief, they both got back to her car and Clarke looked at her rookie. "And now, here's the fun part." She said and a smile grew on her lips. "Paperwork." Lexa chuckled and took the notepad to write down what Clarke told her to, explaining in the process. She drove to another area and then pulled on the side.

"You did good out there, Woods." The girl nodded and looked outside.

"So did you." She answered. Clarke was expecting maybe a 'thank you' from her, but not that. It kind of surprised her, but in a good way.

"I would like to ask you something personal, is that good with you?" Asked the blonde.

"Depends on the question." She replied, still looking outside.

"Why getting transferred here? I heard you were from Portland, they have a good police department there." She demanded.

"I needed change and saw an opportunity here. And family, too."

Clarke nodded and took a bite of her sandwich. She deserved to eat her meal, not that they answered the last call with the car accident. Her stomach was aching from skipping the last meal time. "You should eat." She took another well-deserved bite. Lexa took her own sandwich and started eating with her.

"And here we are, the 'always-eating-police-officer' stereotype." Clarke joked when she finished her sandwich. Lexa looked at her and smirked.

"Yeah, at least we're not eating donuts."

Clarke was in the locker room, trading her uniform for something more casual. She couldn't help looking discreetly at her rookie, wearing a sport bra and her uniform's trousers. She was fucking gorgeous and really in shape, more than usual woman officers. She herself wasn't looking that way – she loves eating too much for that.

She felt her cellphone vibrating in her jeans and Clarke opened it on a text message from Octavia. 'Come at the Grounders. Bring the new girl.' She smiled at her cellphone and replied a brief 'I'll try to' and walked to Lexa, her bag on her shoulder.

"Hey, are you doing anything tonight?" She asked the brunette.

"Hmm… unpacking, probably."

"There's this cop bar we normally go on Saturdays," She looked at her eyes and got caught into them. They were green, really beautiful it almost made Clarke drool. "Maybe you should join us."

Lexa looked at her and thought about it for a second. "Hmmm… yeah, I'm in. Sounds better than me falling over boxes."

The blonde chuckled with her and she proposed to offer a ride. She accepted and 15 minutes later, they were leaving for the bar to meet Clarke's best friends.