Chapter 11
A/N: 200 followers! :O Thanks everyone! And yeah you can kill me after the story is completed. Give earlier chapters a quick glance if you have a little trouble in continuity.
Clarke and Lexa were sitting on opposite beds in Clarke's room. Both busy in their work. Past few weeks had been quite hectic for Clarke. She was attempting to complete her work before the deadline, which seemed to be drawing closer faster than she would've liked. For some reason she couldn't concentrate on her assignment at all today. Since she found out that Lexa felt the same way about her, her heart was playing different kind of sports each time the brunette was in the vicinity. She looked up, glancing at Lexa, who was sitting against the wall, in an over sized t-shirt and shorts. Clarke gulped as that visual did so many things to her, in wonderful ways. But she couldn't afford distractions right now. She tried her best to get back into the work at hand. After a few futile attempts, she sighed and looked up. Lexa was furiously scribbling in her notebook. Clarke laughed as she saw Lexa's tongue slightly poking out of the corner of her mouth. Clarke shook her head as she closed her book, got off her bed, strode towards Lexa's bed and crashed beside her. She groaned as Lexa kept her concentration on her notebook. Clarke moved a little closer. She smiled to herself as the movement changed Lexa's writing rhythm drastically. Feeling pleased with herself, Clarke just casually laid her head on Lexa's thigh and stared at the ceiling.
"Clarke!"
"yes?" Clarke replied nonchalantly.
"I need to finish this before tomorrow..."
"mhmmm.."
"Just a few more minutes. I am almost done. Then we can.."
"make out?"
Lexa visualized that and her cheeks turned a little red. She laughed after a split second, "Apparently someone can't get enough of me huh?"
Clarke just nodded,"You should check in mirror more often Lexa.. I mean have you looked at your.."
"Clarke!"
Clarke turned her eyes to the ceiling again and sighed. "Fine.. "
A few moments passed. The room was silent except for the noise of Lexa's writing. Clarke smiled to herself as the moment felt just perfect to her.
"What are you smiling about?" Wondered Lexa.
"Nothing… I am just..happy"
"You are lagging behind on your assignment and you took a break to stare at the ceiling. What exactly are you happy about Clarke?" Lexa was genuinely amused.
"Us.." Clarke's reply was quick and her voice sounded so sure that it scared Lexa a bit.
"Resting my head in your lap just made all my worry go away. Can I stay here forever?" Clarke continued.
Lexa rolled her eyes but couldn't hide the smile that appeared on her face. "You are the queen of cheesy lines Clarke. What will it take to get you off of me so that I can finish this?"
Clarke grinned as she just stared back at Lexa. Lexa laughed and pecked Clarke's lips quickly.
"Get your head in the game Octavia." Octavia's team mate yelled at her for the third time as she struggled and gave the possession away. Octavia cursed under her breath and nodded. Her eyes barely managing to stay on the ball as she kept looking at Raven sitting in the stands. On any other day this would have motivated her to play her best but today it wasn't the case. Because Raven was with Olivia and they were talking and giggling. Raven and giggling? Octavia cursed once more at the thought and ran after the ball. To her credit she did try to improve but today it wasn't going her way and second half ended with the same result. It was a marginal loss for her team but still a loss. The thing that irritated her most was that she didn't know the cause of this frustration. And to top it all, she had picked up a little strain in her right ankle just before the match ended. She just walked it off. Raven tried to cheer her up after the game but Octavia wasn't in the mood. She said her goodbyes and went straight to her room. She found Lexa reading a book and making some notes. She smiled at Lexa and crashed on her own bed. Lexa marked the page she was on and closed the book.
"hey.. are you ok?"
Octavia sighed heavily, and mumbled. "Yeah.. just tired."
"How was the game?"
"We lost."
"Oh, sorry. I am sure you will win the next one!" Lexa tried.
"We shouldn't have lost today. I just kept screwing up."
"It happens Octavia. Maybe it wasn't your day."
"Yeah. It's just…"
Lexa waited for a moment to let Octavia continue.
"That damn Liv and Raven."
Lexa quirked her eyebrow. "What did they do?"
Octavia was getting frustrated again. She huffed and almost yelled, "I don't know what's so funny watching a soccer game. They couldn't stop laughing and shit."
Lexa smiled to herself as she now knew what made Octavia all grumpy and jealous.
"Do you know how many times you and Raven laugh at the gigs Raven tries to pull? And no offense to her but Raven's jokes are pretty bad. You laugh like you are watching Seinfeld live."
"Well..."
Lexa held Octavia's gaze in a challenge. Octavia just sighed again and buried her face back in her bed. "Goodnight Lexa."
"Goodnight Octavia."
"Do you have a moment Lieutenant?"
Anya looked up and nodded. "Come in officer Blake, have a seat."
Bellamy nodded and entered Anya's cabin. As he sat down, he looked around and gave the room a glance as Anya finished whatever was at her hand. She put her pen down and looked at him, "Anything new?"
"Yes ma'am, and you can call me Bellamy." Anya signaled him to go on.
"There is something wrong at the prison Jaha is in. Their logs do not match what my informant told me. Jaha has been meeting with someone and he has someone there in his pocket to keep this all off book."
Bellamy watched as expressions on Anya's face changed drastically. "What about the video recordings?" She replied after a moment.
"No record. Whoever it is, has been very careful."
Anya nodded. "Officer Bla.. Bellamy.. I want you to.."
Bellamy interrupted, his voice determined, "I am already on it Lieutenant."
Anya nodded.
"I read the case file, are you worried about a copycat murderer?" Bellamy voiced what was on his mind, the concern was evident on Anya's face.
"Yes… And we need to be discreet, for now. It was a high profile case and if the video logs are missing, someone at the higher end of the food chain might be involved. From now on you report to only me Officer."
"Understood ma'am"
As Bellamy left her cabin, she relaxed back in the chair, deep in thought. Why was Jaha reaching out to someone? Why now? She had to find out and soon.
A/N 2: Thanks for reading. :)
