A/N: I don't know how regular the updates are going to be from now one since I have started back at college. I will try my best to find time to write : ).


They didn't text after that and didn't even see each other until three weeks later at another party in Jeff's mansion. Lexa at tried to get out of it because, as much as she hasn't spoken to Clarke she hadn't stopped thinking about her, she most certainly wasn't over it and didn't really want to spend her night trying not to look at Clarke..

Her dad had laid off her a little, though, since Jasper agree that them 'pretending to date' was a good idea (Jasper needed to prove something to his father, too) but he still forced her along to the party.

And it was going fine until Lexa had gone wandering, looking for a restroom again, and stumbled across Clarke and Jeff.

Jeff had her arm in a vice like grip, Lexa was more than sure it would bruise, and he was towering over Clarke, pointing in her face as he threatened in a hushed whisper.

"What have a I told you about questioning me?"

Clarke looked terrified and, honestly, there was no way Lexa could walk away. "Hey,"

Both of their heads whipped around to Lexa and Jeff's seem to relax when he realised it was her. "Get out of here, girl, this has nothing to do with you."

"Actually, sir, I think there's a commotion upstairs." Lexa lied, her eyes not leaving Clarke who was staring over at Lexa with wide eyes.

Jeff sighed, turning back to Clarke. "This isn't over." He said before releasing Clarke's arm and moving toward Lexa. "Well, lead the way."

Lexa turned to lead him up the stairs, glancing quickly over her shoulder at Clarke who had moved to sit down on the Victorian style couch that was just behind her, her hands covering her mouth as she stared after Lexa.

Thankfully, when they got upstairs there was actually some kind of commotion, all Lexa know as the two guys who were yelled used to be partners, so while Jeff was occupied Lexa rushed back to where she had left Clarke.

The woman was still sitting in place, her face buried in her hands, a clear red mark on her upper arm, and she seemed completely preoccupied with whatever was going on in her head that she didn't hear Lexa make her way over to her.

She startled when Lexa tentatively touched her shoulder, jerking away from her hand like she was afraid Lexa was going to hurt her somehow.

"Easy, it's me." Lexa held up her hands, slowly sitting down on the couch beside Clarke. "Are you ok? What happened?"

"I'm fine," Clarke answered, almost robotically, looking smaller than Lexa had ever seen her. Lexa knew Clarke as this strong, powerful woman who carried herself was so much confidence that it was intimidated, that she would just captivate an entire room as she entered so seeing her like this, looking like Lexa probably did after her father had finished dealing her her punishments, was kind of scary.

"You didn't tell me he was hurting you."

"Why would I? You can't even help yourself, how could you help me?" Clarke snapped.

That was a low blow, and Lexa felt the words stab right into her gut. Instead of saying the snarky reply that was on the tip of her tongue Lexa stood up to leave but Clarke shot up after her, softly grabbed onto her wrist and spinning her back around.

She stared over at Lexa for a few seconds, her mouth hanging open like she wasn't sure if she wanted to apologise or just leave.

She done neither, instead her hands found their way onto Lexa's cheeks as she stepped right up against the younger girl, their fronts flush, and kissed her, taking Lexa's plump bottom lip in between her candy apple red ones.

Lexa's eyes fluttered closes as she softly gripped onto Clarke's hips, her lips pouting on reflex and her eyebrows furrowing as her brain tried to put together what was happening.

Clarke pulled back far to soon in Lexa's opinion but she didn't go far, her lips still ghosting against Lexa's as she released a shaky breath.

"No one has ever looked at me like you do." Clarke whispered, her eyes screwed shut as she leant her forehead against Lexa's. "And it drives me crazy sometimes."

"How do I look at you?"Lexa asked in a hoarse voice.

"Like you don't want to stop. Like you could stare at me for hours and never get bored, like I'm the prettiest thing you've ever laid eyes on."

Lexa hummed, her eyes fluttering opened when Clarke pulled back a little. "Sounds about right. I don't want to stop, I could stare at you for hours and you are the prettiest thing I've ever laid eyes on."

Clarke looked like she wanted to cry in that moment but instead she sighed out 'goddammit' and kissed Lexa again, this time more forcefully, her fingers finding their way into Lexa's hair to pull the woman in closer.

Someone clearing their throat a few seconds later had them spring apart and, thankfully, Clarke seemed to recognise the woman standing at the bottom of the stairs wearing a pant suit and a smug little smirk.

"Raven," Clarke sounded both confused and relieved, rushing over to her friend and wrapping her up in a hug. Lexa stood there awkwardly, running her hand through her mussed hair. "I thought you were in France?"

"I was but it got boring being there alone so I came home." Raven explained as Clarke pulled away from her. "But that's not important right now, what's going on here?"

Lexa watched Clarke carefully as she glanced over her shoulder at her. She didn't know what she expected Clarke to say, maybe deny everything, tell her it wasn't what it looked like but she she didn't know what to think when Clarke told Raven they would talk about it later.

"A Woods?" Raven flashed Clarke an incredulous look and Lexa couldn't help but be a little offended.

"Excuse me?" Lexa snapped, kinking her eyebrow at Raven, daring her to say something else.

"She didn't mean it in a bad way." Clarke assured quickly, trying to defuse anything that maybe happen between the two women before it actually happened. "Like I said that first night, your family is infamous."

"Not to mention attractive, what is going on in that gene pool?"

Clarke laughed at the bashful look on Lexa's face, one that she tried to mask with an eye roll.

"Anyway, I was looking for you but I'm glad I found both of you, your friend is looking for you." Raven said, pointing over at Lexa.

"My friend?" Lexa frowned, she only really had one friend and she was pretty sure Octavia was somewhere in Europe right now, the last she had heard from her was yesterday morning and she was in Prague.

"Yeah. The pretty one with the dark hair and green eyes."

"Octavia? She's here,"

"She is, I was just talking to your sister and she came over."

Lexa couldn't stop the grin that appear on her lips, she hadn't seen Octavia face to face in over half a year.

Clarke stopped Lexa when she tried to rush passed her, using her thumb to remove the smear of lipstick on Lexa's lips.

Lexa's eyes fluttered at the contact, staring over at Clarke through hooded eyes as she smirked at her.

"We will talk, ok?"

Lexa nodded, headed toward the door but she whirled back around after only a few steps, planting a kiss on Clarke's cheek before rushing off.

Octavia was standing by the bar with Jasper when she got upstairs and her dark red lips stretched into a wide smile at the sight of her best friend.

Lexa all but ran over to her, wrapping her arms tightly around Octavia's neck, pulling her into a tight hug.

"You look like shit, are you ok?" Octavia murmured against Lexa's ear and Lexa had to admire the fact she could tell just by a split second look at her that there was something wrong.

"I will tell you later," Lexa assured, taking a step away from Octavia. "God, look at you, all tanned and exotic. What are you doing here?"

"I met that girl again but she was coming home and I had kind of had enough of all the different languages. We came here together tonight."

"Oh, she's here?" Lexa asked, standing on her toes to peer around the room. "Where?"

"Over there," Octavia pointed over in the direction Lexa had come from, a little frown appearing when she noticed who Raven was with. "With your little friend."

"Oh." Lexa whispered, it finally dawning on her her Clarke's Raven and Octavia's Raven were the same person. "Small world."

Jasper slid up beside Lexa, his hand sliding along her lower back. "Why is your dad looking at you like that?"

Lexa glanced over her shoulder at her father to see him scowling over at them. "I don't know,"

Jasper seemed to get it, though, pressing a kiss against Lexa's temple which seemed to ease her fathers irrational anger.

Lexa leant against Jasper, raising her eyebrows at Octavia. "So, what is going on with you and Raven?"

"Well, we travelled back together and we spent most of the flight cuddled up on the same chair. She fell asleep on me and everything." Octavia explained, a grin Lexa had never seen from her best friend appearing on her lips.

"Go dance with her," Lexa nudged her best friend who looked unsure but nodded anyway.

Octavia ended up staying with Lexa that night, she was still glowing form the night she had had with Raven (all they had done was dance but Lexa had never seen anyone but her make Octavia laugh and smile like Raven did).

Lexa didn't speak to Clarke again but she did text her asking her if she wanted to stop by the next day since her parents would be in New York.

"She kissed me," Lexa whispered as she and Octavia stretched out on her bed, Lexa's head comfortably resting on Octavia's stomach.

If Octavia was surprised by that she didn't show it. "What did you do?"

"I kissed her back."

"And is it a thing now?" Octavia asked, running her hand through Lexa's hair.

"I don't know." Lexa replied quietly, turning on her side to peer up at Octavia. "I think he's hurting her, O."

"What do you mean?"

"Went I found her down stairs earlier she looked scared and he was grabbing onto her arm. Then he told her that it wasn't over, that's what my dad says to me."

"Lexa, I know what you're thinking but there's nothing you can do."

"I can take her with me." Lexa whispered unsurely. "When I leave, she can come with me."

"And you think she will be down with that?" Octavia questioned. "Look, Lexa, as much as you don't wanna think about this she's a gold digger, she is with that guy for his money and you're probably just next on her list of rich people."

"No, that's not true, she knows that if it all comes out with us then I would get cut off."

"I just don't want you getting hurt because you expected this girl to drop everything and run off with you." Octavia sighed.

"I know. And I know she is with that guy for his money but it's different with us." Lexa said, rolling her eyes at her own words. "God, I sound like such a fucking idiot. She's going to fuck me over, isn't she?"

"I dunno. On paper, yeah, she is probably going to fuck you over but if it is like you're saying, if there is something there, then I don't know."

"I'm going to call her, make sure everything is ok." Lexa's rolled off of her bed but stopped when Octavia grabbed her arm.

"Just don't get your hopes up, ok?"

Lexa nodded, grabbing her phone from her bedside table and wandering over to the other side of the room. Not because she didn't want Octavia to know what she was saying but because she didn't do well talking on the phone in front of people. Aurora hopped up and took her place, lying all over Octavia.

"Hello?"

"Hey," Lexa breathed, a waved of relief washing over her at the fact Clarke has actually answered.

"Do you want me to be a cliché and say hey again?" Clarke jested after a few seconds of silence and Lexa huffed out a laugh.

"No."

"Is everything ok?" Clarke asked carefully and Lexa realised that that was the whole reason she had called.

"Yeah, that's actually the reason I called."

"Are you worried about me?"

Lexa groaned, perching herself up on her desk. "You know I am."

Everything went silent again and Lexa bit nervously at her finger nails, they hadn't spoken about the kiss and she was worried Clarke was going to tell her it was a mistake.

Lexa startled when one of Octavia's socks smacked the wall beside her head, her eyes springing to Octavia who was looking at her with a somewhat threatening look. "Stop biting your nails."

"Thank you, for earlier. After how things went last month you didn't have to stop him."

"Things didn't end badly, at least not bad enough for me to let him hurt you." Lexa gnawed on the skin of her thumb, rolling her eyes at Octavia's glare. "He didn't hurt you again, did he? Like once you got home?"

"No, he never came home, he's still out right now."

"And when he does get home?"

Clarke sighed. "He's never actually hit me, kid, he just gets a little rough."

"That's how it starts, Clarke." Lexa murmured, resting her chin on her fist. "Are you still coming over tomorrow?"

"If he isn't home then definitely." Clarke assured. "I don't regret it, the kiss I mean."

Lexa sighed quietly, "Yeah?"

"Yeah. These past couple of months that I've known you have had me feeling things I never thought I would."

"Yeah," Lexa grinned bashfully, flipping Octavia off when she smirked and wiggled her eyebrows at her. "Yeah, me too."

"We will talk more tomorrow, ok? I don't really want to talk about it over the phone."

"Mm, are you sure you just don't wanna kiss me again?"

"Well, kissing won't be the only thing if you play your cards right." The sultry tone to Clarke's voice made Lexa release an embarrassing little squeak that had Aurora and Octavia looking at her weird. Clarke laughed lowly, "I will take that as you're ok with that. That bed of yours does look comfortable. And don't even get me started on that sex swing in the corner,"

"That's not-" Lexa murmured, glancing up at Octavia to see the girl was watching her carefully. "That's not a sex swing."

"Well, it will be once I'm done with it."

"Ok," Lexa squeaked, her cheeks flaring up. "I have company, I can't do this right now."

"Oh, is it him?"

"No, it's Octavia." Lexa laughed. "Don't be jealous."

"I'm not jealous,"

"Yeah, ok." Lexa scoffed, sliding off her desk. "Text me if anything happens, please."

"Sure, kid. Goodnight."

"G'night, princess."

Lexa hung up the phone and fell onto the bed, releasing a little sigh as she settled beside Octavia.

"God, you got it bad, it's disgusting."

"Says you, I've never seen you act with anyone how you did with Raven today."

"She's special."

"Well, so is Clarke."

"It's nuts how they're best friends, isn't it? Like I didn't even know Raven knew Clarke until tonight."

"Yeah, that is weird." Lexa agreed, crawling over to Octavia, resting her cheek against her shoulder.

"When are you planning on leaving?" Octavia asked quietly, slinging one arm around Lexa, running her hand calmingly up and down her side.

"I'm not sure."

"Who knows?"

"Just you."

"Are you going to tell Lincoln and Anya?"

Lexa shook her head, stretching her hand across Octavia's stomach to pet Aurora. "No, I can't risk my dad thinking they knew."

"What if they want to come with you?"

"They won't. Anya has her job and Lincoln has his boyfriend."

"And me?"

Lexa tilted her head back to look at Octavia her hand moving from Aurora's head to Octavia's stomach. "You want to come with me?"

"Yeah," Octavia hummed, combing her hand through Lexa's hair. "I can't but I want to."

"I wouldn't expect you to drop everything just as long as we don't lose touch."

"Come on, Woody." Octavia laughed. "You think you can drop me like that? I will be flying over every weekend to see you, regardless of where you end up."

"Good," Lexa murmured, hiding her face against Octavia's neck.

"Do you know what you're doing for your birthday?"

"I think my parents are throwing a party at the beach house in Miami." Lexa sighed. "But it won't be about me it will be about showing everyone how much more we have than them."

"At least there are good memories at that beach house." Octavia grinned and Lexa hummed throatily.

"Yeah, that's true." Lexa agreed, thinking back to the summer they spent there when they were sixteen, a summer that had started off reasonably normal until they both realised that puberty had hit each of them pretty hard. It ended with them coming out to each other, sharing their first times together, and sleeping with each other for the last month of summer.

"That was a good summer,"

"I'm so glad things didn't get weird with us after that,"

"I'm just glad you didn't fall in love with me,"

Lexa laughed, "It was difficult but I knew I couldn't let that happen."

"I could make you feel better now? I learnt a few things in Europe I'm sure you'd like."

Lexa pulled her head out of Octavia's neck to look at her best friend, who was grinning down at her, her eyebrows raised almost challengingly.

Lexa bit down on her bottom lip as her eyes dropped to Octavia's lips. "Tempting, really because I know what the Europeans are like, but my parents are due home."

"Maybe I can teach you some other time, then." Octavia hummed on mock disappointment, gripping onto Lexa's cheeks with one hand and pressing their lips together for a few seconds before pulling back, hooking her arm back under her head.

"God, I wouldn't've invited you over if I knew you were going to come into me." Lexa teased, smiling when her best friend laughed wholeheartedly, resting her head against Octavia's shoulder.

"What can I say, there's something unequivocally sexy about a Woods."

"Yeah, and it's usually the money."

"No, it's the attitude. You guys have this whole 'fuck you, fuck the world' feel about you, that's sexy."

"Do I have to sleep on the floor to stop you from coming onto me?"

"Woody, I just spent seven months in Europe, sleeping with someone every other night, sometimes multiple people, sex is kind of the last thing I need."

"I hope you got yourself tested." Lexa whispered, trying to sound like she was teasing but Octavia could easily identify the caring tone in her voice.

"Yeah, I did. I'm good, not pregnant, either."

"Go you," Lexa deadpanned, holding her hand up for Octavia to hi-five her.

"Safe sex, bro." Octavia hi-fived Lexa and Lexa couldn't help but laugh.

"Not something I have to worry about."

"Mm, I suppose it's good that you'll never have to come home and tell your parents your pregnant."

Lexa scoffed, "Could you imagine?"

"I don't want to," Octavia murmured seriously.

"How long have you spent with Raven?"

"A week in Paris the first time, two days the second then about three days here." Octavia answered. "Why?"

"Do you think it's for real? The way you feel about her."

"I know she makes me feel different, like no one every has before." Octavia shrugged. "Whether that means it's for real or not, I don't know."

Lexa nodded against Octavia's shoulder, running her fingers down the bumps of Octavia's ribs.

"Why don't we all hang out tomorrow? You, me, Clarke and Raven."

"Do what?"

"Ice skating?" Octavia offered.

"We live in Los Angeles," Lexa deadpanned.

"Well, three out of the four of us own a jet, flying to Calgary wouldn't be much of a bother."

"You want to fly all the way to Canada to go ice skating?" Lexa asked incredulously.

"Well, yeah."

"Well, no." Lexa chuckled.

"Come on, we don't get a proper winter here. It's November, nothing beats going ice skating then cuddling up beside a fire with some orange hot chocolate."

"You are so Canadian." Lexa laughed.

"We could go up to my lake cabin, the lake will be frozen over at this point. It will be be beautiful there."

"Can it wait until the weekend?" Lexa asked, tilting her head back to look up at Octavia. "We can all still hang out tomorrow but my parents are going to Miami for the weekend to get the beach house ready for the party, it won't be a big deal if we go then."

"Ok," Octavia agreed. "I will say to Raven tomorrow and you can mention it to Clarke."

They went to sleep after that, Lexa curled up against Octavia's side, Octavia's arms wrapped securely around her and Aurora pressed against her back.