Lexa was looking at Clarke and waving her hands in every possible directions. "You need to go for a check-up." She was saying, looking at the back of Clarke's head. She had her head smacked into the wall and on the floor and she was bleeding a little bit. The pain was not really hard to endure – not if you have gotten shot once.
"I'm fine, just hand me an ibuprofen." She said. They were inside the Seattle Police Department and they just let the possible suspect in the hand of detective Lincoln – Octavia's boyfriend. "I can deal with the pain."
"I figured out you can, but you still should let a medic look at you." She replied, looking at her. Lexa didn't wanted to be supervised by an injured officer, just in case something happens. You never know what can happen. "Griffin, please." She asked, looking her in the eyes.
Clarke felt her green eyes on her and couldn't help blushing a bit. "Ok, then. I'll advise Lieutenant Kane that you're bringing me at the hospital."
"Clarke Griffin." Abby said. "It's the fourth time this month."
The blonde looked at her mom, looking at the back of her head, then at her eyes. She knew she cared, but this sounded like a reproach more than anything. She warned her, before the police academy, that the job was hard and she might get injured very badly. They never agreed on the same things, Clarke's mother wanted her to become a doctor too and was very disappointed to hear she wanted to be a cop, just like her father. She reminded her that her dad died in duty, but this never affected Clarke's decision to pursue what she really wanted.
"Yes, I know. I can't really prevent when someone's going to jump in my back to smack my head around the hallways." She replied with a small smirk. Lexa was sitting in the same room, in a chair, just to make sure Clarke was really doing the check-up.
"So, is it bad?" Clarke asked at Abby.
"Not really, but I recommend you to take the night off and rest."
"But it's only midnight – I've been working only since eight." The blonde replied with a frown.
"Officer Woods, please tell Lieutenant Kane that Abby Griffin sends your supervising officer home for the night." She looked at Lexa with a serious look and the brunette got surprised.
The moment they walked out of the doctor's office, Lexa looked at Clarke with incredulous eyes. She made the connection between one and one. "Abby Griffin, as in your last name?"
"Yup. That was why I didn't wanted to have this check-up: I could totally work until the morning and be fine." Clarke answered.
Lexa chuckled and was about to enter the passenger's seat of the patrol car, but Clarke proposed: "You want to drive?" She nodded right away and she got into the driver's seat. It was just getting the car to the police station, but she felt Lexa was proud of driving her. Like she earned it.
"Hey, Lexa." Clarke wasn't used to use her first name, it felt a bit weird. She got Lexa's attention and she continued: "Thanks for having my back out there."
"Pleasure was all mine," She told her. "And we have the night off as soon as we got paperwork done." Clarke could see the smile on her lips.
When everything was done, they got home and listened a movie together. It didn't take too long before the blonde started sleeping on the couch, looking peaceful. At the end of their night shift, Raven an Octavia walked in the living room to find the two roommates sleeping on the couches.