Two weeks later Anya found herself in another drunken stupor.
A few days, was what Lexa had said. And there Anya was, drunk and desolate on the living room couch two weeks later still waiting.
She let the tears flow and downed the booze as she waited every day for Raven's return. Beginning to wonder if it was all a ruse to take Raven away for good.
Had the commander lied just to get what she wanted? And what did Lexa know that Anya didn't? She'd made it sound like Anya couldn't remember a past life or something. She didn't care at the moment though.
Only cared about what she knew, and wanted, and loved, which was Raven Reyes. Where the hell was she? How long did it take to breathe humanity back into someone?
Anya passed out on the couch later that day. When she woke again, it was night. The doorbell had brought her out of the deep remnants of sleep.
Beer bottles rolling off her chest, she hurried to open the door. It was the fastest Anya had moved in fourteen days.
Once again, there on Anya's door step stood Raven Reyes in the flesh.
"Raven," Anya croaked in disbelief.
Raven shifted nervously on her feet. She wasn't quite meeting Anya's gaze, her thumbs in the front pockets of her jeans.
"H-hey," came Raven's timid voice.
"Rae? What's wrong? Come inside," Anya offered standing back as she opened the door.
Raven stepped inside cautiously, looking around as if seeing everything for the first time.
"So…" Raven started after Anya closed the door. "I'm human again."
Anya smiled, tears in her eyes as she pulled Raven in for a tight hug. The brunette's arms were slow to react and return the gesture, but once they did, she fell into Anya as if savouring the moment.
When the embrace ended, Anya kept her arms around Raven's waist. "Are you okay?"
Raven still wasn't quite meeting her gaze. Something was wrong. When chocolate swirls finally did meet hazels, they glistened with unshed tears.
"I-I remember everything, Anya."
Anya nodded. She didn't quite understand. "I'm glad. Making you fall in love with me a third time would not have been ideal. Although I guess I could've just written a sequel."
Raven laughed nervously, a sound Anya had desperately missed. "You don't understand. I remember everything. Everything before the accident, and after. I know exactly what you left out of your book."
And just like that, the clean slate to have been established for their relationship was over. Raven's returned memories meant she'd remembered the betrayal of three years. It meant the Raven in Anya's arms was a cheater.
Tears fell from Raven's eyes as Anya backed away unblinkingly.
"There's something I have to tell you," Raven cried. "But something tells me you already know."
Anya shook her head, her own eyes stinging with tears. She'd had enough! After all the pain of losing Raven and getting her back and losing her again, Anya couldn't take it anymore.
She took Raven's hands in hers again and looked her in the eye. "I don't care, Raven," she said firmly, conviction in her voice. "We've been through too much. I love you, and I forgive you."
Raven started crying harder. "I'm so sorry."
Anya pressed a kiss to the brunette's forehead. "Promise me I can trust you from here on out and I will never doubt you."
Raven looked at Anya through tear-stained eyes. "I promise. I love you so much, Anya."
OoOoO
One month later
"Hey babe, new episode of Orange is on. Watch it with me?"
Anya halted her typing to look up at Raven from her computer chair. "Yeah, just let me finish this paragraph, Raven."
Raven wandered over nonchalantly as she waited for Anya. The brunette leaned back on the desk and picked up a certain classified file with a smirk.
"Nothing like reading about your own death."
Anya sighed. "I wish you'd stop looking at that thing. It's morbid."
Raven laughed. "Makes me all the more grateful to have a third chance with you."
Anya shot Raven a tight-lipped smile and a wink before turning back to her laptop.
Raven frowned when she flipped to the back of the folder. Anya could guess what she was looking at.
"I swear I'm going to burn that photo," Anya insisted.
"I'm so sorry, Anya," Raven said seriously. "I made you sleep with the driver who killed me. And you actually did it."
Anya stopped typing and closed the laptop, no longer caring about the paragraph she had been agonizing over for the last two hours.
"There's nothing I wouldn't do to have kept you by my side forever, Raven."
Raven offered a sad smile before leaning down to press their lips together. "Whatever happened to Clarke?"
"Back in rehab. I guess she relapsed after her mom was arrested."
Raven's eyes widened. "Abby was arrested?"
It was still weird to talk openly about the doctor, but Anya wanted no barriers between them. "Yeah, she got caught for supplying her daughter with narcotics."
"Wait… how long had Abby…"
"She didn't start supplying Clarke until after the accident," Anya assured.
Had Abby supplied Clarke with drugs before the car crash, the whole thing would have been horribly poetic, an intense declaration of karma at work.
"Alright, I'm done with writing for the day. What do you say we fire up Netflix and order out tonight?"
Raven beamed. "Sounds perfect."
Indeed, it did.
Anya couldn't have been happier with the way things turned out. She had the love of her life again. Her third chance.
Before following Raven out of the room. Anya grabbed the black ring box from her desk drawer and hid it behind her back. With another tight-lipped smile, she hurried after Raven.
THE END
So, this is the first fic I've ever finished. That was the first ending I've ever written. I hope it was okay. Thank you to everyone who followed along and commented or favorited along the way!
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Lastly, if you find yourself in need of another Ranya fic, I've recently posted a new story called, Sidetracked. Raven's a petri dish baby, and Anya's a werewolf. ;)