Clarke emerged from her bathroom, running a towel over her damp hair.

She was sure to be quiet as she crossed the dark room toward her bed. Her hand clutched the towel wrapped around her body as she rummaged through her drawers for something to wear. The bed creaked as Lexa, who was still sound asleep, shifted onto her side. Her hand moved to where Clarke was once laying with her and whined when her hand hit the empty space.

Clarke smiled at the sound and quietly closed her drawer then she stepped closer to the bed. She peered down at the mess of wild, brown hair peeking out from under the comforter.

"Clarke?"

"I'm right here." Clarke assured her, reaching down to move the covers from her face.

Lexa reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her down onto the mattress in one motion. Clarke released a surprised squeak as she landed next to her girlfriend, holding tightly onto the top of her towel in an attempt to keep it in place.

"Lexa!" Clarke scolded in a playfully harsh whisper as she struggled in her grasp.

"The bed was cold without you." Lexa murmured, sleepily. She held Clarke close. Her nose pressed against the back of her neck, breathing in the scent of freshly washed hair and coconut body wash. She lazily pressed a small kiss to her skin.

A slow smile crossed Clarke's lips at the contact. "I had to take a shower."

The brunette breathed in once again. "You smell great."

"Thank you." Clarke took Lexa's hand in her own. She held it close to her heart. "Lexa, as much as I'd love to lay here with you all day, I have to get ready and so do you." She pressed a few kisses to her girlfriend's knuckles. "You have a big game today and I have to turn in my project before I go to the gallery. If I don't get there by one, I— "

"Shhhh." Lexa interrupted, placing a lazy kiss against Clarke's shoulder. "Five more minutes."

The tiny smile remained on her lips at the girl's request and she relaxed into Lexa's hold. "Alright. Five more minutes but that's it."

A sleepy smile rested on Lexa's lips as she snuggled impossibly closer. "Promise."

Clarke closed her eyes and sighed completely content. When Lexa came over the previous night, she had hoped she would stay and was more than satisfied when she did. Waking up next to her gorgeous lacrosse player was everything she wanted. Every day for the rest of her existence.

"Will you be able to come watch the game?"

The sound of Lexa's groggy voice cut through the comfortable silence that surrounded them. Clarke opened her eyes again and turned in her girlfriend's arms so she was facing her. She touched Lexa's face and took in a small breath when bright green eyes fluttered open and locked onto her. Her stare had such an effect on Clarke that she often found herself lost in it. Wanting to melt under the weight of it.

Clarke frowned. "I want to, but I don't know what time I'll be done at the gallery." She brushed her fingers along her strong jawline. "I can meet you guys at the Dropship for celebratory drinks after."

"What makes you think we're going to win?"

"Because my girlfriend is a badass and I expect nothing less." Clarke smirked as she leaned in and pressed their lips together in an adoring kiss.

Clarke attempted to pull back, but Lexa held her close. She refused to let her move. To let this moment end. She loved these moments with Clarke. Alone. In bed. No one but each other and the sound of their breathing becoming heavier with each touch of their lips together. Lexa gripped the top of Clarke's towel, loosening the hold it had around the blonde's body.

Clarke surrendered quickly. She shifted to allow Lexa room to unravel the cloth from her body. The lacrosse player slipped her hand between the towel, resting it on Clarke's warm skin as she trailed kisses down her cheek and neck. Five minutes was all she needed.

Until the door to Clarke's room flew open, slamming against the wall, and caused the two girls to jump apart.

"We are going to be late!" Raven exclaimed, entering their solitude with absolutely no shame.

"Jesus, Raven!" Clarke scolded, tightening the towel around herself again as she sat up.

Lexa groaned in frustration and pulled her the covers over her head. "Don't you know how to knock?"

"I did knock." Raven stated, placing her hands on her hips as she stared down at them. "I knocked like sixteen freaking times." She stepped forward, standing at the foot of the bed. "Look. I get it. The sex is amazing." She held her hands up. "I've heard the stories."

Lexa moved the covers from her face at Raven's words and peered up at her girlfriend. Her eyebrow raised in a silent question.

Clarke blushed instantly and shoved her gently. "Don't look at me like that. She wouldn't stop harassing me." She shrugged her shoulder and grinned. "I didn't tell her everything."

Raven scoffed and turned her attention fully toward Lexa. "FYI, Lexa, causing more than five orgasms during a sexual encounter is a bit excessive."

"Oh my God…" Clarke groaned, the heat filled her cheeks as she covered her face with her hand. "I am never telling you anything ever again…"

Raven flashed a satisfied grin. "Anyway." She motioned her hand in a circle. "Get dressed. I don't think turning in your project wearing a towel is going to improve your grade."

Clarke raised her arm and pointed at the door. "Go." She ordered causing Raven to raise her hands in defense and exit the room, shutting the door behind her. She closed her eyes and released an exasperated sigh as she pinched the bridge of her nose.

Lexa sat up, pulling the covers with her to conceal herself in case Octavia decided to barge in next. She reached up and brushed her fingers through Clarke's damp hair. "So the sex is amazing, huh?"

Clarke dropped her hand from her face and turned to look at her. An unamused expression on her face. She leaned in a pressed another chaste kiss to Lexa's lips as she slipped off the mattress and over to her closet. Lexa watched her as she rummaged through her clothes pulling out a pair of jeans and a shirt.

"You're not going to answer me?"

Clarke shook her head. "I think you know the answer."

Lexa shrugged her shoulder. "Yes, but it would be nice to hear."

The smile tugged on Clarke's lips as she walked back over to the bed. She leaned down, pressing her palm into the mattress to balance herself. She kissed her girlfriend, sliding her tongue across her bottom lip, deepening the action for a quick moment then abruptly pulled back. She grinned at the whine from the loss of contact that escaped the other girls throat. She waited patiently for green to flutter open and meet her gaze.

"You're amazing." Clarke specified in a soft whisper as she placed another quick kiss on her lips and turned away, dropping her towel as she stepped back into the bathroom and closed the door.

Lexa chuckled lightly and shook her head before snuggling back into the mattress and pulled the covers back over her head….


Octavia sat on the bench beside Lexa and bounced her leg anxiously.

The team gathered around them, black smudges of paint under their eyes, intensity covered their faces as listened to Coach Indra. She paced the room, speaking about strength and teamwork. Her eyes moved from player to player as she spoke about their victories and how it had lead them to this day. The team jumped to their feet and chanted their name over and over again before one final war cry lead them out the door and toward the field.

Octavia patted Lexa's knee. When Lexa looked at her, black paint coated around her eyes causing her green eyes to be more striking than ever, Octavia flashed a sympathetic smile.

"We've got this." She assured her as Lexa nodded. "We're going to win."

"I'm not worried about us winning." Lexa explained, gripping her stick in her hand.

"I won't let Ontari start anything with you." She patted her shoulder. "I've got your back."

Lexa breathed out, a small smirk on the corner of her lips. "Thanks, O."

Octavia smiled brightly. "Aw, you used my nickname." She nudged her. "I think you're starting to really like me."

Lexa rolled her eyes and chuckled softly.

"If you two ladies are done with your love fest; we have a game to win." Coach Indra interrupted, standing before them. Her arms crossed against her chest as she flashed them a stern glare.

"Yes, Coach." They responded in unison as they stood from the bench.

Indra reached out and took hold of Lexa's arm causing both girls to pause. Her focused remained on Lexa as she spoke. "Octavia, give us a moment." She requested.

Octavia glanced at Lexa who nodded, silently telling her it was okay. "See you on the field." She said with one final glance between the two women then exited the locker room.

Indra released Lexa's arm and clasped her hands behind her back. "Lexa, I know you have a history with Azgeda." She raised an eyebrow. "With Ontari."

Lexa jaw shifted as she clenched her teeth. "I promise, nothing will happen on the-" She paused when Indra raised her hand.

"This is not your old University, Lexa." Indra stepped closer. "If she strikes, you strike back." She took in a deep breath then placed her hand on Lexa's arm. "You will not be suspended for defending yourself. Do you understand?"

Lexa considered her words for a long moment then nodded. "Yes, Coach." She responded.

What seemed to be a small grin slowly grew on the Coaches lips as she motioned her head toward the door. "Go win me this game."

Lexa grinned and nodded several times before turning and joining her team on the field….


"That's my girl!" Raven shouted from the stands, clapping her hands wildly as Octavia jogged back to her position.

Octavia glanced toward the stands and pointed Raven tossing her a small wink and kiss. She smiled, proudly before lowering herself back onto the bench. She cupped her hands around her mouth and released another loud noise of approval.

"What did I miss?"

Raven looked to her left at the sound of Clarke's voice. She watched as the blonde smiled and took a seat on the bench next to her. "You showed?" She noted, lowering herself back into her seat.

Clarke nodded, resting her jacket on her thighs. "I told them that I really wanted to catch the end of Lexa's game so they let me go early."

"Aw, the gallery owners do have a heart." Raven cooed, wrapping her arm around Clarke's shoulders and giving her a friendly squeeze. She released her once the action on the field began again. "They're winning. Not by much but, they're winning."

Clarke rested her elbows against her knees as she watched the players run across the field. She kept her eyes on Lexa, smiling at the way she owned her position. Her attention never left her girlfriend as she admired her movements. The muscles in her legs and arms. The intensity in her face. Even with all that black under her eyes, she was still gorgeous and perfect.

Her brow furrowed as she watched an opposing player running toward Lexa. She straightened and squinted her eyes trying to get a better view of the girl. She looked familiar and Clarke struggled to remember where she had seen her before.

The girl started to pick up speed as she chased after Lexa. She angled her stick and Clarke felt her gut wrench. She knew it would be impossible to hear, but she had to try. She stood quickly and cupped her hands around the sides of her mouth. She shouted Lexa's name but it was too late.

It was in that moment that the world seemed to slow.

She watched helplessly as the girl's stick connected with Lexa's face. Her head turned from the force of the blow and blood from her mouth splattered in the air. Lexa was on ground in a matter of seconds. She laid there, motionless, as the crowd released a collective gasp.

Clarke pushed herself up so she could see her over the crowd. She needed to make sure she was okay. She took a step onto the bench to get a better view just in time to see Lexa sit up. She ushered Octavia away when she tried to help her to her feet.

The ref had the other girl boxed in and ignored her pleas as she tried to justify her actions. Lexa lifted her shirt as she watched the scene unfold through narrowed eyes. She wiped the blood from her face. At the sight of it, her jaw clenched and she turned her full attention to the girl.

The fight happened faster than the first hit.

She rushed forward and knocked her to the ground. They exchanged a series of blows with Lexa having the upper hand. That was the point when the benches cleared.

Their teammates struggled to pull them apart. The Coaches were shouting and shoving various players as they tried to restore order.

"Holy shit!" Raven exclaimed as she watched the girls get pulled apart.

Lexa was shouting, her teeth bared as Octavia stood in front of her and pushed her back. The other girl attempted to lunge toward her again, but was quickly stopped by the person stepping in front of her. She flailed her arms, taunting Lexa to try to come at her again. Her teammates linked their arms through hers and dragged her away.

The sound of whistles filled the stadium. The crowd booed as both girls were sent to their benches by the referees. Lexa pulled out of her teammates grasp and held her jaw, wiping the blood from her mouth.

"Damn. Your girlfriend is kind of hot when she's pissed." Raven stated, glancing over at her friend. She could see the worry overtaking Clarke's features and she sighed. Her hand rested on Clarke's shoulder and she gave her a comforting squeeze. "I'm sure she's okay, Clarke."

Clarke wrapped her arms around herself and nodded. Her teeth pressed into the corner of her lip as she watched Lexa getting treated on the sideline. The Coach patted Lexa on the back and she nodded as the brunette was escorted off the field with the trainer.

At that moment, Clarke called out to her and Lexa raised her attention at the sound of her name. She took in a breath and her eyes widened at the sight of Clarke. The concerned look on Clarke's features made her chest tighten and she bit her lip. She motioned her head for Clarke to come down.

"Trainer's room." She mouthed and waited to see if Clarke understood. She didn't want to shout over the sound of the crowd. To distract anyone who may still be interested in what is happening on the field.

Clarke nodded and gathered her jacket. She looked at Raven. "I'll meet you at the Dropship."

Raven nodded. "Tell her I hope she's okay." She held up her finger. "And that I think she's crazy sexy when she's mad."

"I'm not telling her that." Clarke stated, rolling her eyes and hurrying down the benches….


Lexa sat on the medical cot, swinging her feet under the metal.

The pack she held against her face was cold and her hand was starting to freeze. Her attention shifted to the right when she heard the door open. Her chest fell with the release of a breath she had no idea she was holding. Clarke stared at her for a moment before she took a few hurried steps to close the space between them.

Lexa lowered the ice pack when Clarke was standing in front of her. She ducked her gaze, sheepishly trying to avoid the worried blue eyes staring back at her. The fight wasn't supposed to happen. She didn't mean to snap the way she did.

The feel of soft hands on her face, guiding her eyes back to Clarke, she sighed and closed her eyes.

"Does it hurt?" Clarke inquired, brushing her thumb lightly over the bruise.

Lexa took in a sharp breath. "A little." She replied, wincing at the touch.

"I'm sorry." Clarke attempted to move away but was stopped when Lexa wrapped her hands around her wrist to keep her in place.

"I'm okay." She promised, flashing a crooked smile. Her brow scrunched as a twinge of pain shot through her chin. "I'm just sorry you had to witness that."

Clarke frowned. Her eyes moved back and forth and over her face. She inspected her closely, noticing how dark the bruise had become in such a short amount of time. Her lip was swollen and there was a small split in the skin. Her thumb brushed lightly against it and she paused when she felt Lexa wince again.

"What was all that about?" Clarke inquired, gently caressing Lexa's cheek.

Lexa shook her head. "She and I aren't exactly…." She shrugged her shoulder. "Fond of one another."

"Was she the reason for the suspension?"

Lexa dropped her gaze for a moment and nodded. She brow raised in question. "Can we talk about this later?" She requested, hooking her fingers through Clarke's belt loops. "Thanks for coming." She tried to flash her half smile again and was successful with zero pain.

Clarke smiled back. It was small and still worried, but seeing Lexa smile back at her made all of the concern fade. Her hands slipped further over the lacrosse players shoulder's and her clasped behind her neck. She leaned in closer and Lexa tilted her head and kissed her firmly. When Lexa made a noise of distress, Clarke pulled back quickly.

"Did that hurt you?" Her eyes searched the brunette's face.

Lexa shook her head, obviously lying, and chased Clarke's mouth. She tugged her forward and kissed her once again. Her brow knitted tightly together. The noise bubbled in her throat then escaped and vibrated against Clarke's mouth.

Clarke pulled back with a smack of their lips. "Okay." She breathed, taking a step back from Lexa. "No more kissing until that lip heals."

"Oh, come on." Lexa whined, tugging her closer again. Clarke stumbled forward into her arms and the brunette grinned. "I can power through."

Clarke smirked and narrowed her blue eyes. "I'll think about it." She placed her hands on Lexa's cheeks and lowered her head, placing a kiss on her forehead. Their eyes met once again. "Are you still feeling up to going to the Dropship? We don't have to."

"No, it's okay. I want to go." She wrapped her arms around Clarke's waist. "I just have to wait to talk to my Coach."

"Are you going to get in trouble?"

Lexa shook her head. "No. I was defending myself." She inched a bit closer to the blonde. "Everything will be fine."

Clarke nodded, but the uneasiness still weighed heavy on her features.

Lexa placed a reassuring kiss on the tip of her nose. "I'll get showered and changed as quickly as possible." She studied her girlfriend adoringly. "Then I'll meet you at the Dropship and buy you a drink."

Clarke raised an eyebrow. "Can I add to that plan?"

Lexa nodded. "Of course." Her head tilted backwards so she was completely meeting Clarke's eyes.

She brushed her fingers through Lexa's ponytail with a playful smirk. "How about after we have… one drink." She held up her finger in front of her lips. "We go back to my place…" She leaned in closer. Her lips hovering dangerously close to Lexa's. "And I make you feel better."

Lexa swallowed hard at the suggestion. "That, uh, that sounds like a definite plan." She moved closer in attempt to close the space between them. When Clarke leaned back to get away, Lexa pouted and wined. "Clarke, come on."

Clarke shook her head. "Maybe later when the swelling goes down." When Lexa growled, the blonde laughed. She grazed her teeth against her bottom lip as her eyes trailed from Lexa's swollen lip then back to her gorgeous green eyes. "I'll see you later." She kissed her bruised chin and turned to walk away.

"Hold on." Lexa pleaded, taking hold of the back of her shirt.

She spun Clarke around and wrapped her arms around her. Her smile grew when Clarke wrapped her arms around her neck, holding her close. They remained that way for a few quiet moments until the sound of someone clearing their throat broke their bubble. They remained holding one another but turned their attention to the sound.

Octavia was standing in the door way, leaning against the frame. A crooked grin on her mouth as she admired the couple. "We won." She stated, pushing herself away from the door and stepping toward them.

Lexa's arm remained around Clarke's waist. "That's great, O!"

Octavia nodded, crossing her arms against her chest as she approached. "You okay?"

Lexa nodded. "I'm fine."

"I'm sorry I didn't get there fast enough."

Lexa made a face. "It wasn't your fault."

Octavia shrugged her shoulder. "I know but I said I had your back and then… I kind of didn't."

Lexa waved her hand. "It's okay." She reached out and lightly shoved the other girl. "It's over and we won. That's all that matters."

She motioned her head toward Clarke. "Did she try to play Doctor?"

Clarke's jaw dropped, pretending to be insulted.

"She actually hurt me more." Lexa teased, shooting her girlfriend a sideways glance.

Clarke turned quickly to Lexa with the same expression on her face. "Hey!"

"I tried to tell her she's not her Mom." She motioned her thumb toward Clarke. "Ask her about the time she tried to wrap Raven's ankle."

Clarke narrowed her eyes as she waved her finger between the two girls. "I don't think I like this little friendship you two are developing." She joked, shooting Octavia a glare. She kept her eyes on her as she leaned in and pressed a kiss to Lexa's cheek. "I'll see you soon." She moved away from Lexa and lightly shoved Octavia as she passed.

"Love you too, Clarke." Octavia chuckled, watching her walk toward the door.

Clarke shook her head and waved her hand dismissively as she exited the room….