The next morning, Anya wakes up to find Raven standing a few feet from her, pulling on a tank top. "Hey." Anya says tiredly. "Morning." Raven says. "Bell and I were gonna take Abby to go look for medical supplies in the nurses office. You coming?" She asks. "Well I won't let you go alone." Anya says, standing from her position on the floor.

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"We're escorting Abby to find supplies." Anya says, unsheathing the machete at her side. She glances from Octavia to Echo. "Start packing up the truck, we leave when we get back. And someone stay near the barrier in case we need to get in quick." She says, slipping beneath the wire barrier with Raven and pulling it down behind her. "And for fucks sake, someone go find Clarke and my sister!" She yells as she runs backwards, before turning to catch up with the others. "I'll stay at the gate," Echo says. "You go find the other two." She says, glancing over her shoulder to Octavia.

Octavia finds the two girls cuddled up together in one of the rooms. "Alright, wake up, we're leaving in an hour." Octavia says, causing the two to stir. A few minutes later, and the two girls are throwing their sleeping bags in the bed of the truck. "Anya wants everything packed for when they get back with more supplies." Octavia says, hopping into the bed of the truck to sort their belongings to fit more in. "Where's my gun?" Lexa asks, glancing at their things before her eyes land on the younger girl. "I think I saw it lying on a desk back there." Octavia says. The green eyed girl nods before going back to get it. "So what's going on between you and Lexa? I saw you guys cuddling." Octavia asks, causing the blonde to look at her, wide-eyed.

"What?" Octavia asks. "My best friend, my business." She says. Clarke rolls her eyes before handing her a box of supplies. "We kissed, that's it." Clarke shrugs. "We kissed, that's it. Are you serious Clarke?" Octavia asks, mocking her friend. "Really, that's it." Clarke says and Lexa walks back out, checking her magazine. "Thanks O." Lexa says, slinging the gun onto her back so she can help pack their supplies.

Hours later, Raven is driving the truck with Octavia in the passenger seat, gun trained out of the open window. Anya, Clarke, and Lexa, in that order, are slumped in the back seat, fast asleep. Echo, Bellamy, and Abby drove in Echo's SUV, leaving Abby's car behind. But not before syphoning the gas from it. "Anya deserves to sleep. She's had a rough few weeks." Raven says, glancing at her girlfriend through the rearview mirror.

The group is driving through an empty city, Abby driving the Blazer, and Clarke driving the truck, while the others are walking on either side of their convoy, on the look-out for walkers. Lexa and Octavia took to the front, keeping a lookout up ahead. "You know," Octavia starts off, glancing at her best friend. "This really ain't so bad when you think about it." She says, causing Lexa to snort. Raven glances over at them from the side.

"O, we're literally in the middle of the apocalypse." Lexa says. "It could be worse." Octavia shrugs. "Oh yeah?" Lexa asks, glancing over her shoulder. "What could be worse?" She asks as the convoy makes a turn down another street. "Well, it could be a nuclear apocalypse." Octavia says, signaling Anya on her left that there's a store front they can search.

Lexa unsheathes her machete and walks into the store first, taking out a walker in the front, Anya and Octavia following close behind. Octavia start gathering supplies while Lexa searches the rest of the small store. Anya stalks over to her younger sister and grabs her shoulder, turning her around. "Do not do that shit again." She growls. Lexa raises a confused eyebrow. "Darting in here and taking one out. Let me go first next time." Anya says in a hushed voice.

Lexa turned around and began shoving cans of Spaghettio's and vegetables into her duffle bag. "Alright, let's go!" Bellamy shouts inside the door. "Alright let's go." Anya says, ushering the other two out of the store and into the truck to find a new camp. "We're going to Las Cruces." Raven says, her accent coming out in the slightest as she's driving, Anya sitting in the passenger seat, nursing a bottle of El Jimador. "New Mexico?" Clarke asks, glancing over the brunettes shoulder. "We don't even get to stop in Las Vegas?" Octavia asks, shifting her gun against her thigh resting her hands on the butt of it. "Man, I wanted to try my luck at the jackpot." She laughs dryly.

"What about Roswell?" Lexa asks. "Area 51 and shit." She adds, checking to make sure her gun is on safety. "I wanted to go see some aliens." Lexa says, causing Clarke to chuckle at her side. The two girl's share a shy smile, that is, until Octavia elbows her best friend and they break eye contact.

"Raven, pass it to me." Octavia says, reaching out. "Alright, I gotta get started on this, I told Ms. Griffin that'd I'd finish the car by tomorrow." Raven says, standing up and handing Octavia the bong and lighter. "Yeah hurry up and finish Rae," Clarke says from her spot on the couch. "Mom's got my car and I know Lexa's tired of taking me to work all the time." She says. They were all at Lexa's house in the garage, since Lexa's dad had all the tools a mechanic would have.

Abby Griffin had been complaining that her car had been running strangely for a few weeks. Raven had taken it over to Lexa's to use some of the tools when it had broken down. "Why on earth did your mom buy a Dodge Stratus?" Raven asks. "You have to take the damn tire off to change the fucking battery." Raven says, slamming her ratchet down on the bumper frame. "At least you mom did next day shipping on the new control module on it. If I have to look at this car again for more than five minutes after tonight, I might really kill myself." Raven says, plugging the wires back into the computer of the car.

"Hey don't ask me." Clarke says, holding her hands up in defense. "I wanted her to buy a Camaro." Clarke says, glancing at Lexa, who was already looking at her. As soon as Lexa noticed Clarke was looking at her, she averted her gaze before standing up and walking towards Raven. "Need any help?" She asks the mechanic, causing her to look up from under the hood. "Yeah, I'm gonna reconnect the battery, can you start her up for me?" Raven asks. Lexa goes over and turns the key in the ignition, only for it to click like the battery is dead.

"Fuck!" Raven exclaims, throwing her rag against the engine block. "There goes the alternator." She sighs, leaning against the open hood. "What if it's the battery?" Lexa asks. "It's not, Anya and I just put a new battery in it a month ago." Raven says. "What did you fuck her in the back seat too?" Octavia asks. "No, against the back door." Raven says, waving her hand like it's not important.

Clarke gags from her seat on the couch. "Lexa, call Napa and ask them to hold one." Raven says, sitting in the driver's seat, getting a piece of paper and a pen. "Here's the mileage and the vin. Ask for Theresa and tell her it's for Raven, she loves me." Raven says, handing Lexa the small slip of paper and then rubbing her forehead in exhaustion.

Lexa remembers the memory fondly. She remembers what it was like before the world went to shit. She was working in the garage Raven worked at, she was the receptionist. Took keys, recorded the problems, and price checked. Simple. "Lex," Clarke whispers, nudging the girl's shoulder as they're riding through the desert. Lexa hums in acknowledgment and looks over at the blonde. Clarke just gives her a small smile and reaches down between them and laces their fingers together.

"I'll take first watch." Lexa says, standing up and looking out the window. They'd found an abandoned farm house hours earlier and cleared it before boarding up a few of the doors. "Not necessary," Bellamy says. "Echo and I will, get some rest." He says, glancing at her and Anya. Lexa nods and walks up the stairs. She passes the room Abby is sitting in when her name is called. "Lexa, could you come here for a second?" Abby asks. Lexa nods and enters the room.

"Lexa, can you promise me something?" Abby asks, patting the bed next to her. "Anything, Mrs. Griffin." Lexa says, sitting next to the mother. "If anything happens before we reach Houston, I know you and Anya will keep going. I know Anya will take Raven." Abby says. Lexa sits there, trying to process what she's saying. "I want you to take Clarke. Take her and make sure she's safe." Abby says.

"Abby, I'm not leaving you behind." Lexa says, shaking her head. "If it comes to it, I need you to." Abby says. "Your father and I talked about the house. I know where it is. If anything happens and we get separated, we'll meet up there." Abby says. "I know you'll keep her safe." Abby smiles. "I know you love her." She says.

Lexa stutters, trying to come up with something to say. "Don't worry, Lexa. I've known for years now." Abby says, taking a hold of Lexa's hands. "Just promise me you'll take good care of her." Abby smiles sadly. Lexa nods softly. "I promise." Lexa says. "Alright," Abby says, patting the younger woman's leg. "Go on and get to bed. Get some rest." Abby says. Lexa nods and stands up, walking to the door. "Goodnight, Mrs. Griffin."

Lexa walked back to her room, sitting on her bed and unlacing her boots. She sighed and tossed them on the floor and pulled her socks off as well. She stood up, about to peel her shirt off when a knock on the door and a whispered, "Hey", pulled her from her thoughts. Clarke is standing at the door, leaning against the threshold, when Lexa glances over. "Hey Clarke." Lexa smiles gently, pulling out a loose tank top to change into when the blonde shifts her duffle bag on her shoulder. "Can I sleep in here with you?" She asks.

Lexa doesn't say anything, she only nods. "Thank you." Clarke whispers and puts her bag on the floor. The two girls are silent while they get ready for bed until Clarke turns around to see Lexa peeling off her t-shirt. She closes the few steps between them and gently trails her finger down the tribal tattoo running down the brunette's spine. Lexa freezes and involuntarily shivers. Clarke's hands come to rest on Lexa's hips. "Clarke… What are you doing?" She whispers.

"I want to spend the night with you." Clarke whispers, ghosting her lips over Lexa's shoulder blade. "Who knows if we'll live to see another chance like this?" She asks running her hands up to the hem of Lexa's sports bra. Lexa nods and Clarke makes quick work of her sports bra before Lexa turns quickly and picks Clarke up before tossing her on the bed and crawling up on top of her. They don't say a word to each other as they gaze into each other's eyes before Clarke pulls Lexa down by the back of her neck to kiss her.