"Hey munchkin!" Anya greeted as she made her way to her sister and ruffled her hair. Lexa immediately backed away and quickly brushed some strands out of her face with a frown.

"Don't do that!"

"Nice to see you, too!" Anya grinned, grabbed Lexa's suitcase and threw it into her car's trunk while Lexa shook her head and plopped into the passenger seat. Her sister started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot.

After a few minutes, she turned her head to study Lexa who was staring out of the passenger window, fiddling with a rubber band in her hand. Anya cleared her throat to announce a conversation. "How are you?"

The girl didn't move her eyes away from the passing landscape outside when she answered. "I'm fine. There's this really cool documentary I watched the other day, it's about the revenge of the oceans, that's at least what it was called, and there was this one scientist who described that it's funny how humans know more about space than about the oceans," Lexa rambled, her excitement growing with every word, "just think about that. He said that if we want to study aliens, we should just dive deeper and discover all the animals that live at the bottom of the sea. Which is funny because aliens don't live in the oceans of course." She straightened her back and continued, "Did you know that only three percent of the oceans are discovered yet? That means that–"

"Hey, Lex, breathe!" Anya interrupted her with a grin. "I just wanted to know how you are. Are you okay?"

Lexa quickly glanced at her sister. "Yes, I am."

Anya nodded. This hadn't really been what she meant by that question, but Lexa was distracted and obviously not thinking about the incident a few days ago, which was good. Anya decided to keep it that way, at least for the drive.

"So…" she drawled out and waited for Lexa to look at her again. "Clarke?"

"What about her?"

"Would you… like to tell me about her?" Anya grinned and wiggled her eyebrows.

"No thank you." Lexa simply replied and turned her head back towards the window. The woman next to her shook her head with a small smirk and focused on driving again. She wasn't done with Lexa and the topic 'Clarke'. Oh, she was just starting.

They arrived at their parents' house an hour later. With a bear hug, Gustus greeted his girls, and even Indra allowed a huge smile to dominate her features. Anya had briefed them about what had happened with Quint Woods, and she had told them what the police had told her as well; The reason for his unexpected visit, and they had agreed that Lexa should know about it, too, and being the person Lexa trusted the most, it would be Anya to have that conversation with her.

The mood at the dinner table wasn't exactly cheerful. Especially Anya and Gustus exchanged a few worried glances every once in a while, and Indra was untypically quiet; Which Anya found impressive, since Indra usually didn't really say anything at all, anyway. However, Lexa didn't seem to notice the change, instead had taken on jabbering about squids and jellyfishes and Anya was glad that at least Gustus knew which questions to ask to keep Lexa in a good mood.

While their parents did the dishes, the girls stood in front of a shelf in the living room filled with books and board games, trying to pick one that they all could play.

"We should play Poker and you should team up with me." Anya smirked.

"I don't like Poker. You need to read people, I can't even figure out what normal people think, how am I supposed to decipher a poker face?"

"But you could count the cards," Anya suggested, "that way we'll end them!"

Lexa frowned. "That's against the rules, An."

Rolling her eyes, the older woman accepted her defeat and let her eyes wander over the other games.

"Monopoly?"

Lexa shook her head. "Too many variables."

Anya groaned. "Why don't you pick one then?"

"Yahtzee."

"Of all these great games you'd pick that one, wouldn't you, math nerd?" Anya playfully complained, emphasizing her joke with a grin, not sure if Lexa had picked up on her sarcasm.

They discussed about ten other games, with Indra and Gustus joining them after a while, until they eventually agreed on playing Yahtzee since they knew Lexa did have a point when she said she couldn't follow strategy games too well.

"You can really play another game if you want," Lexa tried for the umpteenth time as she sat down her mug, "I enjoy watching just as much."

"Shut up and drink your hot chocolate, Lex." Anya mumbled as she scribbled down their names on the sheet. Lexa quickly dropped her eyes to the dice on the table.

"Anya is kidding, munchkin." Gustus said with a soft smile while putting the dice into the cup and shoving it across the table to his wife.

"One, two, three, five and six," Anya counted aloud, "go for a straight."

Indra nodded and put the dice with the one back into the cup.

"There's a higher probability of throwing a four if you use the six, too." Lexa noted quietly and Indra paused.

"But what if I'm going for a Large Straight?"

Lexa shrugged. "There's still a higher probability if you–"

"Just take the six as well, darling." Gustus interrupted his daughter with a warm smile, stopping a discussion before it could raise. Indra nodded and Anya mumbled something that sounded like smartass, while her mother threw the dice and scored a Large Straight.

They played on, Lexa suggesting better options from time to time, and she ended up winning.

"It's not fair to play against a math genius." Anya rolled her eyes.

"You wanted to play Poker because I'm a math genius." Lexa noted.

"Yeah because we would've won then." Anya snarled back. With a frown, Lexa opened her mouth but was interrupted by Gustus who had started collecting the game's items to put them back into the box.

"There's always a next time, An. New day new chance."

"There's a high probability of–" Anya started, copying Lexa's slightly monotone way of speaking.

"Anya," Indra said warningly, indicating that this discussion was over, and Anya knew better than to provoke her mother.

"Hey munchkin," Anya approached her little sister as she stepped out on the porch and sat down next to Lexa on the swing. She had excused herself after the game, stating she wanted to be alone for a while, and her family had let her. But now or never, Anya had thought after half an hour.

"What's going on in that cute little genius head of yours?"

Lexa reached for her hoodie's strap and started fiddling with it. "I miss Clarke."

Anya nodded knowingly, having somewhat expected this. "Wanna tell me about her?"

Lexa shook her head but Anya pushed, "Come on Lex, I wanna know about her. What's she like?"

"She…" the brunette slowly started but paused to phrase her thoughts, "she's… nice."

The older woman snorted amusedly. "That's all you got?"

"You asked what she's like." Lexa answered with a small frown, and Anya could literally see the wheels turning in her sister's head. After a moment, Lexa nodded, apparently having found an answer to a question she'd been asking herself, and spoke again.

"I… we… I kissed her."

Anya almost choked on her breath but tried to not let it show, knowing better than to irritate the girl in such a moment.

"I like her, and she's not like Costia, not at all. I mean she's pretty too of course… she's beautiful and her eyes are so blue and the small beauty spot above her upper lip…" Lexa stopped to clear her throat and Anya was well aware of Lexa's huge blush, "She… Clarke doesn't make fun of me and she accepts me. And her friends are nice, too. Raven and Octavia, they don't make fun of me either," she paused, pursing her lips for a second, "at least I think they don't. And Clarke, she… she's just…" Lexa faded out, trying desperately to come up with words to describe the blonde, but gave up after a moment.

"She also helped you the other day when Quint showed up, right?" Anya asked cautiously, knowing she had to approach the topic, and figured it was a good way to do so with the help of Clarke. Lexa slowly nodded, clearly unsure where this was going.

"Lex, I… I spoke with the police and they told me why he was looking for you." Anya explained, carefully watching her sister for any signs of irritation. When Lexa remained calm, she continued.

"Do you want me to tell you why he showed up?"

Lexa shrugged, her eyes trained on her fingers that were still fiddling with the strap of her hoodie. "Okay"

Anya slowly let out a breath. "Your mom passed away, Lex."

Lexa's fingers paused for a second while she processed what Anya had just said, until they went back to their previous work. After a moment, she spoke, "…okay."

The older woman furrowed her brows, clueless of what her sister was thinking or feeling right now.

"Would you… do you want to attend the funeral?"

It took Lexa another moment to answer. "No."

Anya nodded. She had expected that, but she had wanted Lexa to know what was going on, and she had wanted her to hear it from people who knew her, not to find out through the police or even her biological father. This was new for them all, Lexa had never had to deal with death before, and Anya had no idea how to deal with Lexa right now.

"Is there anything I can do? Would you like to… I don't know. What are you thinking right now?"

Lexa stayed quiet for a long while, and Anya grew impatient. She was afraid Lexa would feel overwhelmed and spiral right into a panic attack. On the other hand, her sister still appeared to be calm and collected, which confused Anya. She had just heard that her mother had died. The woman that had sent her away when she was still a child, so Anya knew that Lexa wasn't exactly emotionally invested in this woman anymore, but nonetheless, she had been her mother.

Suddenly, Lexa got up from the swing.

"Lex?" Anya asked alarmed.

"I want to talk to Clarke."