Chapter 2

A/N (Read and review please! I'm going to try to make this slow burn, but sometimes it's so hard to resist! Rating may change later.)

Lexa watched as Clarke took in the information. She was visibly shocked. "Wait you said the Blakes were of old blood too, right?" Clarke asked Lexa.

"Yeah, they are a respectable family. Last I heard they were living in Europe, but that was a hundred years ago."

"Well you heard wrong, my best friend Octavia Blake lives in town. She goes to school with us," Clarke said her face scrunched in concentration. "Did you just say a hundred years?"

"Yeah in a family as powerful as mine, we don't age until we want to. So can I meet this Octavia?" Lexa asked Clarke. She rose from the living room couch and headed towards her bedroom. She gestured for Clarke to follow her.

"Yeah, I guess so. I am going to kill her. I've known her my whole life and she never once told me what I am," Clarke said with a sigh. Lexa quickly walked into her closet. She grabbed one of her many pressed suits. If she was going to meet the Blakes, she was going to dress the part of a Woods.

Stepping back into her bedroom with her suit in hand she addressed Clarke, "Is there an Aurora Blake in town?"

Clarke looked up and started to answer, but was distracted when Lexa took off her shirt. Lexa was a goddess reincarnated. Her abs were so perfectly chiseled. Somehow, her body was built, but still feminine. Lexa cleared her throat, forcing Clarke to bring her eyes up to meet her own. "Oh, Aurora? Yeah she's Octavia's mother."

Clarke's cheeks burned when she noticed the smirk on Lexa's face from catching Clarke staring at her. Lexa quickly shrugged on a white button up. She kept eye contact with Clarke as she slid her jeans off her toned legs, replacing them slowly with gray slacks. Clarke couldn't help but stare.

"Aurora and I used to get in so much trouble back in the fifties," Lexa said with a chuckle. She pulled on a matching grey blazer, rolling up her sleeves to a three quarter length. "Are you ready to go? If there are as many Gifted in town as you say there are, I need to announce my presence before they thing I'm up to something."

"Yeah I'm ready to go when you are. You're not going to hurt any of my friends are you?" Clarke asked Lexa quickly. Perhaps it finally occurred to her that Lexa was not some harmless teenage girl.

"Our kind doesn't get as old as I am by picking fights with the others. I only attack the Azgeda when they try to bully the young of our kind." Lexa turned on her heal heading to the garage. On her way out she nodded to Anya who was sitting on the couch.

"The town is flooding with Skikru, I'm going to go meet up with a few old friends I haven't seen in a while. Do whatever you want, we don't have to be worried about being tracked here. The Azgeda would be stupid to attack a town with so many Gifted." Anya's blinding smile was extremely mischievous. "Stay out of trouble An."

"Of course, Lex. When have I ever gotten into trouble?" That made Lexa pause. She backed up from the doorway to look Anya in the eyes.

"Listen I know you're joking, but if you get a town full of The Gifted trying to kill us, I will make sure you regret it for the next thousand years. These are the Griffins and the Blakes. If they teamed us, they would stand a chance against us." With that she slapped Anya on the back and left with a quiet Clarke behind her.

Heading into her favorite part of any house, the garage, she heard Clarke gasp behind her. "THAT"S YOUR CAR!" She yelled.

Lexa smirked as she stared at her baby. It was a red 2017 Ferrari Spider. Grabbing her keys off the hook, she slid in the car.

Clarke knocked on Octavia's door. Lexa was stood off to the side as to not scare anyone off. Bellamy answer after a minute. "Hey Clarkey, what are you doing here?" He asked her sweetly. This Bellamy character obviously was soft for Clarke. Lexa felt an unfamiliar spark of jealousy.

Lexa chose that moment to pop out throwing a casual arm around Clarke. "Hello Bellamy, I don't believe we've met. I'm Lexa." Bellamy's smile didn't falter at all. It seemed he wasn't aware of who she was.

"Clarke, why didn't you tell me you were dating someone?" He asked addressing Clarke.

"Because I'm not. I met Lexa today at school when she felt me trying to read her mind," Clarke deadpanned. The look on Bellamy's face would have been comical if not for the seriousness of the situation. It still pulled a snort from Lexa.

"Mom! Help! It's an emergency!" Bellamy yelled, trying and failing to slam the door in Lexa's face. Lexa stuck her hand up easily keeping the door firmly in place.

"Well that was impolite," Lexa snickered to herself. Aurora came running from further in the house. The minute she saw Lexa all color drained from her face. She knew she couldn't win in a fight against Lexa, but with her son screaming she had to try.

"Clarke run! She's evil Clarke!" Bellamy shouted at her. She saw out of the corner of her eye Clarke looked scared. She would try to comfort the girl, but Aurora was already trying to fight her. She could feel hands that weren't there around her throat trying to choke her. Luckily for Lexa, Aurora was still young compared to her and wasn't nearly as powerful.

With a wave of her hand, Lexa sucked Aurora's power temporarily from her. "Is that really how you greet an old friend, love?" She said trying to diffuse the tension. Unfortunately for her, the boy Bellamy had other plans.

His whole body suddenly turned into some kind of hard metal. "Come on boy, I don't want to hurt you. Fighting me is pointless, you're not even half as old as me," Lexa tried to say. Aurora tried to run at her, but Lexa froze her in place with a stasis whirl.

Bellamy, the idiot, ran towards Lexa like a wrestler, trying to take her down. She grabbed his head and pushed him into a different direction. His head found the inside of the wall. He rose and tried to rush her again. Lexa rolled her eyes. He was certainly no Aurora. Finally frustrated, she pinned Bellamy down to the ground.

Sitting down on top of him she ran her hands down his body, turning it back into his human form. He spit in her face. "No! Bellamy don't! Please Lexa he's young he doesn't get when to give up!" Lexa was seeing red at this point. She was famed for her anger.

Ignoring Aurora, she focused on ripping the air from the boy's body. Lex had tried to come in peace, but these people were obviously too dumb to see that. She'd have to teach them a lesson in respecting your elders. As Bellamy's face started to turn purple, she could hear Aurora crying begging for her to stop. Another girl that looked to not be any older than fifteen ran from upstairs. This must be Octavia. She was frozen in shock.

Only a few more seconds, and Bellamy would be dead, but all of a sudden she felt a warm hand on her back. "Lexa, please stop. I care about him. Please don't do this," Clarke said breaking through Lexa's rage. No one had been able to stop Lexa when she was in a rage since the Azgeda killed Costia, but something about the heartbreak in Clarke's voice had her pulling back. Bellamy gasped sucking in ragged breaths, but he would be fine.

Lexa rose smoothing her coat lapels. Flicking her wrist she let Aurora out of her stasis. The woman quickly ran to her son's aide. Octavia ran to his side too. "I'm sorry Aurora, I've come in peace. I did not come here for a fight. Since the last time we met, I've been living among humans and that's truly changed me."

"Alexandria! You almost killed him! Why are you here? You only bring death!" Aurora screamed at her. Lexa considered this for a moment. Over her thousand years there had been many deaths, but she'd also saved many.

"The Azgeda have started hunting children, I've been on the run trying to warn all of The Gifted I could find in Trikru and Skikru. I've been trying to find somewhere I don't have to run anymore."

"You know Abby will have your head when she sees you revealed her daughter to this world," Aurora said finally calming once she was sure her son was alright.

"Abby had no right to hide our history from Clarke. You know as well as I do that ignorance means death in our world. Besides, even if Abby wanted me dead she wouldn't be able to kill me."
Lexa strolled back over to Clarke who still looked shocked. "You almost killed him," She mumbled repeatedly in a whisper. Lexa felt her heart brake. She was known for not having feelings. After a thousand years, emotions become nothing but a nuisance. But something about Clarke made her feel bad about hurting Bellamy even though she had killed thousands before without a second thought. Lexa found herself caring for the young blonde girl. Perhaps it was fate pointing her in the girl's direction. Throughout her life Lexa had learned never to question fate.

Lexa went to speak, but was cut off by Aurora. "But she didn't. That's all that matters. Alexandria isn't usually merciful when someone challenges her Clarke. You have to understand that her not killing him is the best you can get out of the Woods." Clarke looked into her eyes with fear clouding her features. Lexa stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Clarke.

"I can't let you near my family, Lexa. Not when I know you're just going to hurt them."

Something in Lexa snapped at that. She dropped her arms from around Clarke and stepped back. Placing her hand on the back of Clarke's neck, she forced the girl to make eye contact with her. "Listen, Clarke. I know I screwed up with Bellamy, but you don't have to worry about me hurting anyone else. I promise you I won't hurt anyone you tell me not to. I don't want you to be afraid of me."

Lexa heard Aurora's sharp inhale of breath. Lexa never made promises she didn't intend to keep. "How do I know I can trust you?" Clarke asked her, expression turning reluctant rather than scared. Lexa felt a hand wrap around her shoulder. She turned her head to see Aurora standing behind her.

"Because Woods never lie."

Lexa sat outside a local diner with Clarke. Bellamy and Octavia had decided to join them and were now resting in the back seat of Lexa's car. Aurora knew Lexa well enough to know she would keep her word and not lay a hand on either of their children so she let them go with her to explain to Clarke any questions she had.

"Okay, as an apology for almost killing you, foods on me get whatever you want," Lexa said to Bellamy. His harsh glare softened for a second. With one sharp nod they all got out of the car and headed into the diner.

The waitress walked them to a table in the back. Lexa and Clarke sat on one side mirroring Octavia and Bellamy. Octavia was a gorgeous young girl, but she'd stayed silent ever sense they left the house. Lexa decided it was a good idea to try to diffuse some of the tension. She stuck her hand out to the younger girl. "Lexa woods."

Octavia stared at her hand for a few moments before hesitantly taking it. "I'm Octavia Blake. You're a real asshole, you know that?" Octavia's glare came at full force. Lexa felt Clarke tense beside her and could see Bellamy do the same. Lexa laughed harder than she had in a long time.

"Yes, I suppose I do." Clarke and Bellamy soon joined her laughter. The tension flowed out of the room steadily. "But I'm also the best ally you could ever have."

"Are all the legends true about you?" Bellamy asked her seriously. Lexa raised an eyebrow and slid an easy smirk onto her face.

"I suppose that depends on what rumor you're talking about," Lexa said. In the last few years Lexa had heard some crazy things about herself. Once she heard she was a she demon with the ability to kill people with a glance. It wasn't that far off, but the demon part was ridiculous.

"It's said you're the most powerful being on earth and the only thing that the Azgeda fear. You have the power of an army of Gifted," Bellamy said in awe. It was a bit dramatic, but true.

"That's true, but the Azgeda army is too large for me to fight myself. I could wipe them out over time, but I don't believe killing that many is right," Lexa said with a somber expression. Her bravado was all gone. She had never liked her reputation as a destroyer. Her power was greater than any other, but that didn't mean she had to use it to kill.

"Wow, what a hot shot," Clarke said feigning enthusiasm. Lexa glared at her playfully.

"Mockery is not the product of a strong mind, Clarke."

"I don't know, my mind is pretty awesome and I love to mock you," Clarke said with a beautiful smile. Lexa got lost in the endless blue orbs that were Clarke's eyes. She hadn't been talked to like a regular girl by anyone since the 1500's. Clarke was an anomaly. She was either stupid to not be afraid, or more likely the best thing to happen to Lexa since she'd met Costia all those years ago.

"You are pretty amazing," Bellamy said lovingly from the other side of the table. His eyes were lit up like a lovesick puppy. So Lexa wasn't the only one who was enamored by her. Clarke flushed all the way down to her neck.

"Thanks Bell, but I'm nothing special." Lexa looked into her eyes and could see that Clarke honestly didn't know how amazing she was. Lexa had only known Clarke for a few hours and even she could see there was something special about her. Who knew how powerful Clarke could be if Lexa trained her. Clarke was one of those people that was pure down to her core. Lexa knew the girl would never become as dark as she did.

"No, Clarke. You really are," Lexa said with a serious expression. Clarke's face lit up with a smile. They locked eyes and in that moment it was only the two of them. Lexa felt as if she could sit and stare at Clarke's smile for the rest of eternity and that'd be enough. Maybe it was the good in Clarke that drew in Lexa's bad, but whatever it was Lexa knew she couldn't get enough of the girl.

The moment was interrupted by a scoffing Octavia. "Okay, we get it. Clarke's perfect and everyone's in love with her. Even psychotic thousand year old women. Let's take a moment to take this in," Octavia held her hands up silencing everyone. "Okay great, now that we're past blatantly hitting on Clarke we can get on to more important subjects. Lexa, can I get ice cream?"

Bellamy turned completely red. Clarke looked shocked at the young girl's words. Lexa just started laughing as hard as she could, clutching her sides from the cramping. Waving the waitress over to get more ice cream, Lexa said to Octavia, "You can have whatever you want if it means you make your brother blush like a little girl."

Octavia high fives Lexa across the table. The waitress is there by then. She's a pretty little thing with brown hair and a tiny waist. Lexa's more into blondes, but she wasn't too picky. The girl returns her appreciative gaze. "Hi, I'm Jennifer I'll be your server today." Her eyes never let Lexa while she took everyone else's orders. "And you beautiful?" She finally asked Lexa. With a smirk she raked her eyes over the girl's body.

"Whatever you think I'd like to eat, I'll try," Lexa said. Heavily insinuating the innuendo. The waitress, Jennifer, smiled naughtily at her.

Leaning down until she was close enough no one else could hear her, she whispered in Lexa's ear, "I can think of something, but it doesn't involve food." Lexa chuckled lightly in response.

"How about just a salad for now?" She said in response. The waitress nods her head in response, smirk firmly in place. Jennifer turned on her foot and walked away. Lexa finally turned and met the eyes of the othes at her tabler. Lexa and Bellamy were cracking up in the corner, but the same could not be said for Clarke. Clarke was glaring so hard at Lexa she thought she might burn a hole in her head.

"Do you have to be such a pig? I mean I get you're ancient, but Octavia doesn't need to hear that," Clarke said with a disgusted tone. Octavia looked offended at the accidental jab, but didn't say anything. Lexa on the other hand couldn't contain her laughter.

"Be honest Clarke, we both know Octavia has heard much worse. You're throwing a fit because you could read that girl's mind and see all the horrible things she wanted to do to me. You know this friendship might be more useful than I thought. I don't need help with satisfying woman in my bed, but you could warn me if they have any weird fetishes I should avoid."

Clarke's whole face turned red. "Can we change the subject?"

Lexa chuckled, but obliged as well as she could. "Sure, how about we discuss your mother?"

Clarke turned serious. "What about my mother?" Lexa frowned and looked guilty. "Lexa, what about my mother," Clarke all but demanded this time.

"Well," Lexa paused, once again feeling guilty, "she may or may not hate me. And I may or may not have told her I would kill her if I ever saw her again."