Clarke let out a weak moan as she turned around and pulled her blanket up and over her nose. She knew what more there was to Christmas time that she hated than just everything. It also came with colds. And Clarke had caught a big one.

It took her less than a second to figure out that with a clogged nose, pulling the blanket over her face hadn't been her brightest idea, so she quickly freed her airways again. Her eyes lazily wandered around the room while she asked herself what she had done to deserve this misery.

With the last bit of strength, she reached out for her phone and slowly typed in a message. She just managed to hit send before she closed her eyes, ready to die from extreme exhaustion.

Clarke (11:04am): Lexa I'm so so sorry but I won't be able to make it today :(

The reply came almost instantly.

Lexa :) (11:05am): You promised you'd be there

Clarke's heart broke, imagining how Lexa's face fell when she read the message.

Clarke (11:06am): I know sunshine, but I caught a nasty ass cold and I'm kinda dead :( I told Raven to go with you though!

Clarke (11:07am): I'm really sorry, I wish I could be there. I know how important this is, and I'm thinking of you and my fingers are almost breaking, I'm crossing them so hard! 3

Lexa :) (11:09am): Please don't break you fingers. (In case this wasn't a joke, not sure.)

A smile spread across the blonde's face as she typed in her reply.

Clarke (11:10am): It was a joke ;) Hey I'm here so if you want to talk when everything's over, just call me or whatever you like! 3

Lexa :) (11:10am): Okay

Clarke switched off her phone and rolled onto her back which sent her into a coughing fit. "Oh fuck me." She groaned after her lungs had calmed down, and closed her eyes again. Even if she had tried, she wouldn't have been able to express how incredibly bad she felt for leaving Lexa alone today, but she knew Raven would do her best supporting her girl.

"Lexa, hey!" Raven greeted the other brunette when she arrived a few minutes early, just in case.

She watched as Lexa jumped and turned around, extreme nervousness evident in her whole appearance, from the mild panic in her eyes to the fast fiddling with the hem of her hoodie. The girl sent a small smile to Raven and waved, before she quickly lowered her head again.

Thanks to the moving, they had been spending enough time together lately for Raven to know exactly what and, more importantly, what not to say or do. So against the urge of hugging Lexa, she decided to keep a safe distance and give her a few more minutes.

"You ready to go in?" She finally asked and watched carefully when Lexa's shoulders tensed and the girl shook her head.

"No."

"Anything I can do that would help you?" Raven tried again, desperate to make it as easy for Lexa as possible. The girl flicked the fingers of her left hand a few times before she hesitantly spoke.

"It… it would help if Clarke was here."

Raven nodded understandingly, knowing how much Lexa needed her girlfriend right now, but she had talked to Clarke earlier, so she also knew that the blonde had tried, she really had, but the moment she had tried to get up, the blonde had almost passed out, and that wouldn't have been helpful at all.

"C'mon, the sooner we go inside, the sooner we're out again and then I can drop you off at Clarke's, okay?" Raven suggested, encouragingly smiling at Lexa when the girl glanced at her. It took her another moment but eventually, Lexa slowly nodded and followed Raven into the building.

"Miss Woods, glad you could make it, I'm David Miller, please take a seat." The officer said and waited for Lexa to sit down, before he followed suit and clicked a few things on his computer.

"Would you like me to explain the procedure?" He offered and looked at the girl.

"Yes please, if you don't mind?" Lexa asked shyly.

David Miller nodded and quickly clicked a few more buttons before he fully turned to the brunette. "I'll need an ID first, and we'll go through some basic information before we get to the issue." He explained and took the ID that Lexa handed him with slightly shaking hands.

"Would you like a coffee or something else?" He asked in a friendly tone, well aware of the girl's nervousness, as he began to type the ID's number into his computer.

"I uh– no thank you." Lexa stuttered and the officer watched as she started playing with her sleeve.

He nodded again. "Well then. I'll need your full name, your birthdate, birthplace and current place of residence."

Lexa cleared her throat and shifted in her seat before answering the questions.

"Alright, thank you. We'll now get to the incident. Please answer as detailed as you can, and if you don't know something, please make that clear as well since a false statement can and will have legal consequences. Okay?" He explained and waited for another moment, and eventually, Lexa nodded her head.

"I'll need you to verbally agree."

"I uh– yes, okay." Lexa stuttered, her hands still playing with her sleeve.

"Let's begin with a short description about the incident, being location, time and those involved."

"Okay."

"Can you tell me something about these points?" He asked with a friendly smile.

Lexa nodded and shifted again. "It was in the office building of my university, around 6:30pm and um… Clarke was involved and my father was involved, and I was involved, too." The girl said and quickly added, "And the secretary and my foster–sister. But only on the phone. I don't know if that counts." She rambled nervously.

The officer nodded as he transferred the information into his computer. "What's your connection to Clarke Griffin?

"She's my girlfriend." Lexa said quietly and her lips immediately curled up into a small smile.

More typing. "Alright. How about you just start your description of what happened? Please know that it is okay if you need time for several things, we're not in a hurry."

Lexa began telling the officer what happened back then with Quint Woods, pausing every once in a while to steady her breathing and sort or phrase her thoughts, and David Miller waited patiently and gave her all the time she needed, reassuring her that it is okay that she couldn't remember most of what happened between Clarke and Quint, because he already had Clarke's statement. After her description of the events, Miller went over to more specific questions, explaining that she could give one word answers, or decline to answer a question.

"Are you worried about your safety?"

"I um–" Lexa cleared her throat, "I don't know. I mean I know he had a reason, so I… no?"

The officer furrowed his brows and paused for a moment but then nodded. "How did his behavior affect you?"

Lexa frowned. "I panicked. I already told you that."

"So would you say in this moment, you were worried about your safety?" The officer pressed, the crease between his eyebrows deepening when Lexa shook her head.

"No. Clarke wouldn't have let anything bad happen." She said matter–of–factly, her eyes still trained on her fumbling hands.

Miller nodded with a small smile and decided to drop this question for now; If necessary, Lexa's descriptions would be answer enough.

"Miss Woods," he started and quickly scrolled through something in his computer, "you've entered the foster care system when you were eight, and with ten, you were adopted by Indra and Gustus Oak, is that correct?"

Lexa nodded. "Yes."

"Are you aware that your birth parents signed a contract back then which legally forbids them to contact you once an adoption is finalized?"

With a deep frown, indicating her confusion, Lexa slowly shook her head, so Miller continued.

"This basically means that by contacting you, Mister Quint Woods has violated the law."

"Okay…" Lexa said slowly.

"In consideration of the incident, would you like to press charges against Quint Woods?"

The girl was quiet for a long while, and the officer waited patiently, knowing full well that this was a very important and complicated question with heavy consequences.

It took her several minutes to sort her thoughts, but eventually, Lexa shifted once again and cleared her throat. "No."

Miller waited for another moment, in case Lexa wanted to add something, but when the girl remained silent, he reluctantly nodded.

"Well, that would be all then." He got up and walked over to the door, waiting for Lexa to realize she was free to go now and get up as well. "Please let us know if you change your address or telephone number as we may need to contact you again. Furthermore, don't hesitate to call me if you change your mind."

Lexa nodded and for the first time in an hour, she raised her head to quickly smile at the officer, before she nervously shook his hand and left his office. She made her way to the waiting room where Raven shot up when she saw her, checking whether Lexa was uncomfortable or overwhelmed even, smiling when she figured she wasn't.

"How was it? You okay?" She asked as they left the building and walked over to Raven's car.

"I don't know," Lexa shrugged and opened the passenger door, "good I guess."

She quickly glanced at Raven who grinned back at her over the roof of the car. "Wanna see Clarke now?"

At the mention of her girlfriend's name, Lexa's frown immediately morphed into a wide smile. Raven laughed and shook her head as she climbed into her car. "You're such a mush."