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Chapter 38
Batman

"You can't just come here and bombard my children like that!" Clarke screamed, waving her arms around as she pointed to the stairs, indicating that her kids had been sent to their rooms for the evening.

"I just wanted to talk," Abby said, sitting as still as possible on the couch of her daughter.

"It was unexpected, Abby," Lexa said, clearly calmer than her wife.

"This is between my daughter and I."

"No, it's not!" Clarke barked out. "That is my wife and she will be respected in her home. She is allowed to speak no matter her relation to you, because she is the person who has stood by me for all these years."

"Come sit, baby," Lexa said, reaching for the blonde's hand. She didn't want the stress to harm her wife or her baby. Clarke nodded in compliance and took a seat as close to Lexa as she could, feeding off of her brave persona.

"How far along are you?" Abby asked, trying to ease the anger in the blonde. This proved to do the opposite.

"None of your business."

"I'm trying to bring peace between us, Clarke," Abby said with a sigh.

"You had twenty years to do that. I invited you to the wedding two years after our fight. You refused. I sent you a message when Lexa was pregnant with the twins two years after that. You ignored it. I tried to reach out to you and you pushed away each attempt."

"I was being stubborn, and proud," Abby tried to excuse.

"No, you were angry at my lifestyle so you chose not to accept it. You chose to ignore it and ignore me."

"Your father passed away a week from today," Abby said carefully, biting her lip.

"I know that!" Clarke screamed, her anger spiking again. Lexa instantly rubbed her back to try to soothe her.

"He was the glue to our family, you know?" Abby said, looking to the rug. "He knew how to talk to you kids, and he knew how to appreciate the little things that I couldn't. You took after him. A lot," Clarke glowered at the woman opposite of her but allowed her to go on. "After he passed away you were there for your siblings when I wasn't. Not even your older brother and sister could do the things you did when it came to taking care of each other. I understand now why you were so adamant about protecting my daughter," Abby said, looking to Lexa. "You saw all the good in her when I didn't."

"I'll always see the good in her," Lexa said, still trying to comfort her wife with gentle touches, small kisses, and caring words.

"I don't expect you to forgive me. Either of you. But I hope you understand that I am truly sorry and very proud when I see the family that you two wonderful women have made. All the kids are beautiful."

"Thank you, Abby," Lexa said, nodding her head.

"I'll let myself out," Abby rose from the couch and went for the door, glancing back once more to see Clarke in the safety of Lexa's arms, her body now entirely over the brunette's. She smiled despite being the cause of her daughter's pain. She knew that Clarke was right where she was supposed to be.

~.~.~

As soon as the door shut Clarke let out a sob, clinging to Lexa tightly as she shook.

"Breathe, baby. I've got you," Lexa said, running her hand over the blonde's hair.

"How could she do that?" Clarke asked, still not lifting her face from its place on Lexa's neck and chest.

"I don't know, love. But please don't let it get to you. This isn't good for you or the baby," The brunette stressed.

"The kids-"

"Are fine and will be sat down later so they can understand what happened."

"They heard me screaming, didn't they?" Clarke asked, wiping her cheeks.

"Probably, but they know better than to assume anything. I'll check on them right after you calm down," Lexa promised, placing a kiss on Clarke's flushed cheek. "How about we move upstairs and you can rest, yeah?"

"Okay," Clarke agreed, allowing Lexa to take her hand before they moved upstairs and set themselves up on the bed. "Why does this hurt so much?" Clarke asked once she was settled in Lexa's arms.

"What do you mean?"

"Seeing my mom again. Why does it hurt? I thought I worked through all the pain years ago and then she just shows up and stirs things inside of me again."

"Because you care too much to let go, baby. I don't think you'll ever be able to face her without feeling this pain because deep down it's etched into you. It's what broke you but it's also made you."

"Was I too mean?"

"No, you were fair and honest. I would be surprised if you reacted any differently to her showing up out of the blue like that."

Clarke was silent for a moment before she turned in Lexa's hold and allowed her stomach to be between them.

"I never want my kids to resent me the way I resent my mom," The blonde admitted.

"They will never be able to, baby. We accept our children for all they are and all they want to be. Your mom didn't."

"I love you," The blue-eyed woman said, nuzzling her nose against the green-eyed woman's.

"I love you, too."

~.~.~

"Mommy, baby move," Indie said, pointing to the stomach of the blonde, her grey eyes glowing with excitement.

"Yeah rascal, the baby moved again," Clarke replied, taking the toddlers hand to feel where more kicks were. Indie giggled loudly and quickly pulled her hand back.

"Weird," Indie exclaimed, earning laughs from her mom.

"Very weird," The blonde agreed, stroking Indie's cheek before Lexa entered the master bedroom. "Hey babe."

"Hi," Lexa smiled at the two, getting on the bed and running a hand over her wife's bare stomach.

"Baby's kicking and Indie wanted to see," Clarke said, taking Indie's hand when she felt new kicks. They repeated the reaction process, making all three laugh before Lexa brought up her conversation with Willow.

"So she's scared of having a panic attack in front of her new team mates," The brunette said as she watched her wife lovingly stroke Indie's hair, the child still watching the stomach.

"Really?" Clarke asked, not knowing that Willow was self-conscious of her anxiety.

"She said that they might think she's weird or a baby."

"Did you tell her that's not true?"

"Of course," Lexa said, nodding her head as she carefully drew a shape on the side of Clarke's belly. "I think this is one of her new things that we have to keep working into her mind. Before every practice we reassure her, build her a new plan if she feels like she's panicking, have Raven help out. You know?"

"Yeah, you're right. I really wish she knew that she wasn't abnormal because of her anxiety."

"She sometimes feels like no ones knows what it's like," Lexa said carefully.

"That's probably because she has no one her age who can relate to her in any way. She's too scared to make friends. Wait, she didn't say she wanted to quit running, right?" Clarke asked, the thought occurring to her suddenly.

"She said she wouldn't mind leaving but I put my foot down. I said she had too much talent and Raven had dedicated so much to get her where she was. I think you should drive her to school alone tomorrow though and try to get across the idea that the anxiety isn't something people will make fun of."

"I can do that. How about you take the older kids and little ones to the high school, elementary and preschool while I take Willow to the middle school?"
"We can work with that," Lexa said, nodding her head. Indie giggled loudly suddenly, bringing the two parents from the conversation.

"What's so funny, Ind?" Clarke asked.

"Feet!" Indie pointed to the slight shape of the baby's foot against Clarke's stomach.

"This little one is really moving tonight," The blonde said, poking the small foot of their baby who shifted again within her.

"Two more months," Lexa said happily.

"Almost there, babe."

~.~.~

"Fin, don't pick your nose," Lexa said, shaking her head at the youngest boy who quickly stopped the action. "Go wash your hands."

He quickly complied and headed for the main floor bathroom while Lexa returned to making dinner.

"Hey mama, Riley is almost here," Jude said as he popped into the kitchen. "Are you sure-"

"Your siblings will be on their best behaviours. And Sophie won't be making any comments because I invited Piper who will be keeping that girl in check."

"She is so whipped," Jude snorted.

"And you aren't?" The mother teased, moving to grab dishes.

"I was going to offer to set the table but you have given me reason not to," The boy shot back, earning a glare before he ran from the room.

"You used to be a good boy!" Lexa called loudly. Laughter came from the living room where Sophie and her 'friend' sat watching TV but soon faded as they silenced.

"Sophie, Piper! Get your butts in here," The brunette said, hearing the groans of displeasure.

"Hello mother," Sophie said, giving her mama a look.

"I thought you two would be free to set the table," Lexa said with a shrug as she returned to her food.

"Sure thing, Lexa," Piper said, taking the offered cutlery to place around the set plates.

"You should make Riley set the table next time she comes over," Sophie mumbled as she grabbed cups.

"Be good," Both Lexa and Piper said at the same time.

"I really like this kid," Lexa informed her daughter, gesturing to the surfer.

"I do too," Sophie said, smirking at Piper before grabbing the napkin holder. "Where's mom by the way? You really need someone to keep you in line."

"Well excuse me," Lexa said, mocking offense as she took the wooden spoon from the pot and pointed it at her daughter. "I am capable of staying in line."

"Please tell me you didn't cook," Sophie said, suddenly realizing that what her mama was busy doing.

Lexa scoffed and dropped the spoon back in the pot. "Do you think I intend to poison your brother's girlfriend? Your mom made it and is taking a shower. I'm just making sure it doesn't go bubble, bubble, whoosh!"

Piper giggled while Sophie rolled her eyes.

"It smells good so I guess you're doing a pretty good job," The blonde said, making Lexa beam.

"Yay, I haven't screwed up yet!"

"Give it two minutes," Sophie warned, smiling when arms wrapped around her waist.

"Go away and stop being cute," Lexa said, waving the girls off as Finlay re-entered.

"Can you believe her? The minute her favourite returns she dismisses us like we're nothing," Sophie said, laughing when Lexa gave her a pointed look.

"Can you blame me?" Lexa asked, picking up Finlay and nuzzling his cheek. "My boy is just too cute!"

"Mama!" Finlay squealed when he was attacked by kisses.

"At least Piper loves me," Sophie called, laughing when the girl pulled her into the other room to kiss her privately.

"I love you, my boy," The brunette informed the little one in her arms, taking a moment to enjoy his comforting presence.

"Love you too, mama. I have a question."

"And what would that be?"

"Can I name the baby?" He asked, playing with his mama's hair.

"Well, the whole family has to vote, remember?"

"Yeah, but I got really good ones," Finlay said, earning a slight chuckle from Lexa.

"And what would they be?"

"For a girl I want her to be called Lucy. And for a boy I want him to be called Batman."

"Batman?" Lexa asked.

"Yeah. It's a cool name, mama. And we need more boys so maybe if the baby knows it'll have a cool name he'll be a boy," Finlay explained in his child-like manner.

"Can't argue that logic," The mother said, smiling when Clarke entered the room.

"I think batman is a very cool name, finny boy," The blonde said, earning a proud smile from their boy.

"Hear that baby," Finlay said, looking down to Clarke's stomach. "Mommies agree that Batman is cool, so you gotta be a boy."

"You're sweet," Clarke said, peppering the child's cheeks with kisses.

"Guys, Riley's here!" Jude called from the entrance, making both moms giggle.

"And so it begins," Lexa said, placing Finlay on his feet.

Time for Riley to meet the family.

Quick name poll so I write the coming up chapters: Pick a boy name and a girl name

Girl Names: Ava, Delilah, Florence, Isla, Lucy, Nemo, Quinn, Wesley

Boy Names: Batman, Bodhi, Enzo, Eros, Jett, Levi, Reid, Ryder

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