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Raven leaned up, still kissing Clarke she twisted her body so she was half sitting on the bed half laying on Clarke. She pressed her body into the blonde, Clarke moved away from the wall, to lay on the bed, Raven followed not breaking the kiss. Clarke tangled her fingers through Raven's hair the ponytail loosening. Raven deepened the kiss, making the blonde release a soft a moan, the sound made them both freeze, eyes snapping open. Raven removed herself from a top the blonde quickly almost falling off the bed. Sitting up Clarke stared back at Raven watching the tanner girl's chest rise up and down trying to steady her breathing just as she was trying to do the same.

Staring back at the blonde, Raven tried not to look at other girl's lips, staring straight into the others eyes. She opened her mouth speak only to close it, what was she supposed to say, I'm sorry for kissing you, no she wasn't sorry about it she loved every second of that kiss. The other reason was she had no idea why did it or expect the blonde to kiss her back. God she had no idea what to do.

"Raven…" Clarke called out.

"IMSORRY! I mean…shit…fuck…that's not what I-." Raven panicked, her breathing quickening. Oh god I think I'm hyperventilating.

Clarke clearly seeing the brunette was hyperventilating moved closer to the brunette, she put her hands on Raven's shoulders. "Raven calm down, it's okay."

Raven's words came out in a blur. "NoitsnotokayIkissedyouand-." Clarke cupped Raven's face and kissed her, Raven's breath hitched.

Breaking the kiss Clarke spoke. "Sorry it was the only way I could think of to calm you down."

Raven let out a slow deep breath. "I'm-shit told myself I wasn't sorry about the kiss yet here I am apologizing for it." She tilted her head down looking away from the blonde.

Clarke put her hand under the brunette's chin tilting it up towards her. "If it makes you feel better, I'm not sorry about it either." She gave a small smile.

Raven gave the blonde a smile of her own. "I'm kind of glad you didn't slap me." Raven chuckled sitting up a little bit straighter.

"For kissing me?" Clarke tilted her head to the side thoughtfully.

"Yeah, I mean some people do it when they're kissed unexpectedly."

Clarke laughed. "Think you been watching too much of those old movies."

"Probably." Casually Raven took her hair out of the ponytail it was in, letting it fall over her shoulders, combing her fingers through it.

Clarke watched memorized. "You should let your hair down more often."

"Hmm, why's that?" Raven looked at Clarke.

Clarke ran her fingers through the brunette's hair watching it fall from her fingers."You look more beautiful when you do." Clarke paused, realizing what she just said. "I mean…it's not like I didn't think you already were I…I just think it you know… I'm going to shut up now." The blonde could feel herself blush even more if that even was possible. Kill me now. Clarke internally slapped herself.

"I know I'm sexy don't got to tell me twice." She winked at the blond before laughing.

Clarke punched Raven in shoulder. "I really mean it though you should."

Raven put her hair back into a ponytail. "I would but leaving it down makes it hard to work, but mostly I really don't want my hair to be the reason why I set myself on fire."

"True." Clarke thought thoughtfully.

A loud bang hit Clarkes door making them jump. A muffled yell came through the door then another loud bang.

"Who the hell?" Raven got off the bed making her way towards the door pressing the button to open the door.

Standing on the other side was Octavia. "Well this is interesting." She looked Raven up down then passed the girl's shoulder seeing Clarke on the bed, seeing nothing out of place on the two. "Damn thought you guys were doing something scandalous in here." Octavia clicked her tongue.

"How do you know we weren't, what if we were, hmm." Raven crossed arms.

"Well I don't see no ruffled up clothes, disheveled hair, so going to assume nothing exciting happened in here which is a shame really." Octavia leaned closer to Raven whispering into the mechanic's ear so only she could hear her. "Since we both know you're a total bottom when it comes to Clarke." Octavia smirked.

Raven flushed red. "Shut up." She growled glaring at her friend.

Clarke watched the interaction curiously wondering what could have caused the mechanic to react that way.

"Is there something you need Octavia?" Clarke spoke still sitting on the bed.

"Oh right, Sinclair needs Raven's help with some tech stuff, that Miller and his group brought back."

Raven perked up at the sound of having old new tech to toy with. She turned to face Clarke. "I'll um…" Raven scratched her head pointing her thumb towards the door.

Clarke let out a short chuckle. "I'll see you later Raven."

Raven gave the blonde a bright smile before running off to the engineering, Clarke could only shake her head. "She's like child who heard she got new toys to play with."

Octavia laughed. "Well it kind of really is for her. Heard there was another computer among the pile so you might end up putting out another computer fire sometime soon."

Clarke laughed remembering the one the mechanic started. "I think Sinclair can handle it. How have you been, O?" She swung her legs over the bed leaning back on her hands.

Octavia sat on the chair by the desk in the blonde's room. "Oh you know same ol same ol." The warrior eyed Clarke. "What about you? Like let's say anything going on with a particular mechanic?" Octavia arched a brow at her friend.

Clarke turned away from Octavia. "I have no idea what your taken about." She could feel her cheeks get warm remembering what had happened before Octavia showed up.

"Hmm, the blush you're sporting says a different story." Octavia wore a smug smile.

"You said it yourself nothing exciting happened in here."

"I did but seeing that blush on your face tells me otherwise, so technically you set yourself up for this." The warrior grinned. "Now spill the goods, Griffin."

"There is no goods to spill and even if there were I wouldn't tell you a thing."

"You can tell me or I'll make Raven tell me, I'm good with either choice."

"Do you make it habit in knowing your friends sex lives?" Clarke crossed her legs and leaned forward hands still on the bed.

"Of course not. Just yours and Ravens." Octavia played with a charcoal piece in her hand she found on Clarkes desk.

"Your unbelievable." Clarke shook her head at her friend. "I'm still not admitting to anything."

"You denying it already tells me what I need to know." Octavia grinned, she put the charcoal back on the desk. Under the pillow she spotted a piece of paper sticking out. "What's that under the pillow?" She pointed at the pillow.

Clarke looked down at the pillow seeing the edge of the paper sticking out from under it. "It's nothing." She moved to the pillow to cover it.

Octavia eyed her. "It wouldn't be nothing if your trying to hide it." A thought struck the brunette. "Is it a drawing of Raven, now I'm curious."

"It's nothing just forget you seen it." Clarke hoped Octavia could sense the plea in her voice.

"I've seen it and now I want to know what's on it." Octavia reached out for it, Clarke quickly covered the pillow with her whole body, but Octavia being stronger than her managed to wrestle her off it. "Now let's see what your hiding." Octavia used her body as a shield to block the blonde as she struggled to reach the paper hidden under the pillow.

"Octavia don't…" Clarke stopped struggling against the other.

Octavia slid the paper out from under the pillow. "Oh…" Instead of a drawing of Raven like she suspected it was a drawing of Lexa. "Sorry I didn't mean to…I thought it was..." Octavia felt guilty as she handed it to the blonde.

"It's fine." Clarke's voice was soft, taking the picture from Octavia, looking at the drawing.

Octavia put a hand on Clarke's shoulder giving it a comforting squeeze. "I know you loved her Clarke, and that losing her in the way that you did…theirs no words to describe how that might have felt." Silence fell between the two. "Just remember you're not alone Clarke, you have us."

"Raven said the same thing, that I wasn't alone."

"Because you're not and we will keep saying it to you for as long as it takes to get it through that stubborn head of yours." Octavia poked paler girl's head with her index finger.

"Stop that." Clarke swatted the brunettes hand away, mock glaring at her. Octavia smiled playfully at her. Clarke glanced at the drawing in her hand. "Here." Passing the paper to Octavia

Octavia looked at Clarke puzzled. "Why are you giving this to me?"

"I want you to hold on to it for me, until the time is right."

"Going to need a little bit more info here."

"I want to move forward but I don't think I can do it if…" Clarke trailed off. "I want to be able to look it and not cry every time I do."

"Okay." Octavia took the drawing from Clarke. "I'll keep it safe for you, don't worry."

"Thanks, Octavia."

"Don't have to thank me Clarke, I'm your friend and I'm doing what friends do. They help each other."

Suddenly they heard people yelling which was followed by a loud explosion.

"Raven." They both said simultaneously, before laughing at coming to the same conclusion.