Night Sleep Chapter 2

The car came to a stop as all three of them got out of the car. Lexa was a little slower because of the small nap she took. However, instead of her grumpy-I love sheep-self she was actually happy and excited. Lincoln noticed this but decided not to comment and continued to worry for his girlfriend.

The house was dark from the outside and almost looked like it was starting to get creepy of the odd feeling that the three of them received. Lincoln expression was almost as if he was an upset puppy. His face when he was feeling this much sorrow could kill a person… And it has.

Seeing him like this brought Lexa back to their childhood. They were distant cousins who lived on opposite sides of the country but it felt like world. They only ever saw each other once and that was when they were in the first grade at six years old. Lincoln's parents were getting a divorce and his mother was moving him back home with her family while his father stayed in town with his sister, Anya. Several years later when Lexa and Lincoln was eleven his mother died. He was devastated. He didn't say a word at the funeral or even several months late. He was the cause of her death. That's what he said if anyone asked if he wanted to talk about it. He hit a low point in his life after his mom died. It lasted for years and finally ended when he accepted Octavia and Raven into his life but he was never the same happy boy he used to be. He was someone different. Someone he hated to be. Someone who would run away from his father's house just to find comfort in his cousins company. Lexa was the only person besides Octavia to bring him back to his fun happy self. And now he was losing the love of his life and it is driving him to the breaking point. It doesn't help at all to know that his other anchor is in the arms of his best friends. Just makes the pain of losing O much greater.

"Stop." Lexa said walking in front of Linc. "Someone sat in my chair." She said pointing to the broken lawn chair in the front yard.

"I hate you right now, Lex," he said eyeing the chair.

"What? Why? IT'S THE TRUTH!" Lexa protested. "The blue one was mine while the pink one was O's."

Lincoln sighed as he moved closer to the disabled chair. Someone had attempted to stand in it and lost footage and ripped a hole right through the seat. They then proceeded to bend the metal on the back legs and through it out into the middle of the yard. "I'm going to check in with the girls. They should have texted by now" Clarke said while making eye contact with Lincoln as he turned around continuing to search. He stood closer to the house to be like his sister Anya to see how the detective would solve the mystery of the broken chair.

"What are you doing?" Lexa asked staring at Lincoln. He was in a througing position from the side of the house. He froze showing his embarrassment. He slowly turned and faced her moving back to a regular position before speaking.

"I've always loved baseball."

"Liar. You hate the feeling of their nice white clothes coming into contact with the red dirt.'

"We both know that's not fair. Their clothes could be used for so much stuff other than to be ruined. Like football towels or new jerseys for the team. Or even go long and donate it to other countries. They can just go around and get their bodies dirty instead. They take baths afterwards anyways.'

"Oh my God Linc. Just stop. I can't take you when you're like this. Eat a snickers." Lexa said with a laugh and a glance toward Clarke's way.

"Go check on her. I'm gonna find out why they tossed your chair and broke it, Goldilocks."

"HEDA!" Lexa demanded sending Lincoln back a few steps but smiling knowing she hates being called silly names like that.

Lexa got closer to Clarke hearing the ending of her conversation. "Yeah and you guys be careful as well….No we haven't and won't!... He's very upset I just want to say again. He needs to find her quick. He's so stressed even more so when you all found me that time in Ton D.C….Yeah also thanks again for that and this. It's been fun sorta and sad that tonight is my last night in town." Lexa felt troubled at those words as she stepped closer to the blond. "Besides I enjoyed being with you guys and your friends. Some more than others but new friends yay me!" Clarke said sarcastically throwing her free hand up to dance it around as if the person on the other line could see her. "And I'm really enjoying walking around creepy neighborhood with a hot chick and a frantic boyfriend. But I'll let you go so we can meet up sooner and I can get back to them… Bye." Clarke put the phone in her back pocket as she turned around to see Lexa standing less than a foot away from her in her personal bubble. Lexa didn't have time to think that she was that close to Clarke and just heard her call her hot. She just imagined what whoever was on the other end was saying to her.

"Umm… Hi." Lexa stood straight looking straight into the blonde's eye. "So they are fine, yes?"

"Hey and yes they are all okay." Clarke said closing the distance between them. "There's something I have to tell you and I don't need you to freak out. Okay so what was said on the ph-." Her speech was cut short by Lincoln yelling at them.

"I found it. They climbed in through the window. Come take a look!" Lexa immediately turned and talked toward Lincoln leaving the blond under the blinking street light.

"Good job Griffin." Clarke muttered under her breath following Lexa back to the house.

Finding Lincoln where she left him Lexa continued to question him being sober. "Should I have let you drive me and Clarke here or are you just going to keep acting like this until we find O?" Lexa questions and surprised and scared to have eye contact with eyes so dark from the lack of sleep and swollen from tears already shed and contumely flowing down his face. He didn't respond and she didn't blame him. Their silent agreement ended when they heard a noise from inside the house. Lincoln was first one on top of the garbage can that was already placed there prior to their arrival and he was half way through the window when he stopped. Lexa could only stand in fear of what he was seeing. After seconds passed he continued the climb and turned to help her though she needed none as she pulled on on the window with ease. She slide in next to Linc when she noticed what he was staring at and had already said something to.

Clarke.

"Yeah so no one decided to check the door and I seen it was standing open and there was a chair and it wasn't one of Goldilocks broken ones so I sat down." Clarke said making eye contact with Lexa. Lexa was about to protest something when Lincoln walked between them to go further into the house. Lexa went to follow him when she was grabbed and pushed against the wall next to the window. "We still need to talk." Clarke's voice was low and shaky.

"It's fine. I think you're hot to but I'm not into long distant relationships and you're leaving tomorrow so I heard and I just want to find O and sleep." Lexa said avoiding looking into the sea of eyes staring at her trying to convince herself that what she just said was all true and not a reason to push this beautiful woman away.

Clarke signed and said, "That's not at all what I was going to say and no to the relationship thing. Even if I was interested. Look you're getting me distracted. Would you just look at me?" She brought her hand up to Lexa's chin and brought her green eyes up to Clarkes blue ones. "There's something else wrong with Octavia and it doesn't involve being kidnapped but we can't tell Lincoln yet." She nearly whispered the last part while realizing that she was pressing Lexa's body against the wall.