By the time Lexa was headed home it was nearly 6am on Saturday morning. She wasn't needed at the firm today so instead of rushing home she stopped at the corner café to get a coffee and run through emails from the previous night. Lexa and Clarke used to be regulars here since it was only a block or so away from their home. The café had amazing lattes and scones so Lexa ordered one of each and sat down in the back of the Café facing the door, this had always been her table since the first time she came in. She pulled out her laptop, which she always carried in her purse, and began replying to messages.

After what seemed like an hour or so the Café was quieting down, and Sasha, one of the baristas made her way over to Lexa's table.

"Hey, Lex, long time no see? How've you been?"

"Hi Sasha, I've been well, thank you."

"Need a refill? You look like you'll be staying a while longer.."

"Yes, that would be great, thank you." With that Lexa had her head buried back into her laptop.

Sasha took a few tentative steps away and then turned back almost nervously.

"You know Lex… She still comes here. I think part of her thinks maybe one day she'll see you back at your table just like this..."

Lexa's eyes met hers and a sad smile appeared on her face. Sasha knew there wouldn't be a response from the girl, so instead turned and began to make Lexa another drink.

Lexa stayed at the Café for some time longer, still engrossed in her emails and budget reports, barely paying attention to her surroundings. Once she was ready to pack up she went back to her email to quickly check it again and opened an urgent email from Logan one of her procurement officers. She read it and re-read it multiple times before replying.

Miss Woods;

It has come to my attention that Walter Smith of the Smith contract has become the main investor for Roberts & Roberts next gallery, due to open Tuesday next week. We suggested against such a decision but Smith was adamant on this choice. The gallery opening is being held at 7pm Tuesday and Mr. Smith requested your attendance as well as Fisher and I, we all have +1s for the event.

Thank you,

L

Logan,

Please inform Mr. Smith of my congratulations and thanks for the invitation. I will need to check my schedule. Indra will be in contact with you.

LW

Just then, a call from Indra came through as Lexa was walking out of the Café.

"Indra"

"Lexa, I heard about Smith." "You don't have to go, you can decline the request."

"No, Indra. I need to be in attendance, I cannot leave small talk up to Fisher."

Just then Lexa caught the sight of blonde hair across the street.

"I have to go Indra, I'll call you later" With that Lexa hung up the phone; her eyes not leaving the sight of Clarke standing across the street eyes wide and mouth gaping open.

Lexa couldn't move, she tried with all she had to take steps towards her but she was frozen. Just then a tall dark haired man came up behind Clarke wrapping her in a large hug. It was Matthew Roberts of Roberts & Roberts galleries; Clarke's finance. And just like that she was gone, hand in hand down the street.

Clarke thought she had seen a ghost. She was headed to meet her fiancé on her way home from the gym and decided to pick up coffee for the pair. As she approached the busy café she heard a familiar voice and searched for the face. Lexa. She stood across the street in shock as anger and sadness crept into her. Seconds later she was engulfed in a crushing hug from her handsome fiancé and just like that, it was over, she was on her way to meet her friends for brunch.

"Raven, I saw her…" Clarke whispered as her best friend took a seat next to her.

"Saw who?" Raven was oblivious to anything Clarke was saying. Trying to avoid eye contact, knowing that Clarke would be able to see through the façade.

"Alexandria" Clarke said the girl's full name, in hopes to not raise alarm from her fiancé sitting on the opposite side of her.

"What? Where?"

"At Brocka, I was going to get us some coffee this morning and she was there. She looked like she was just coming out." Clarke choked out, trying to keep her voice below a whisper.

"Well did you talk to her?"

"I couldn't, it was literally like 10 seconds before Matt walked up. We were on opposite sides of the street."

"I need to tell you something… And you have to promise to not get all gloomy depressed Clarke on me." Raven confessed.

"I'm not gloomy or depressed… Ass."

"Lexa made me meet her for lunch yesterday."

"Oh…" Clarke was a bit taken aback at the confession, but Raven worked for Lexa, it was always a possibility for her to see her. "How did that go?" She tried playing it off as though she wasn't intrigued.

"Fine, I mean, it was mostly work stuff… But she has me reporting to her again… And she apologized, for everything…"

"Good. I'm glad to hear that Rae. At least someone got an apology for what she put us through."

"Yeah.. Well enough of this, we need to celebrate!" Typical Raven, always the one to walk away from an awkward conversation.

"Hell yeah we do! Clarkey is getting hitched!" They turned to see Octavia strolling in, late as usual.

The morning went on as usual; Matt and Belamy discussing sports and latest games scores. Raven, Octavia and Clarke making small talk with Monty, Jasper and Harper, Monty's girlfriend. Soon brunch was over and Clarke and Matt were leaving to go back to their apartment.

Clarke was an artist and Matt a Gallery owner, which is how they met. During the first two months of Lexa's hiatus Clarke had created her best work. It was full of passion, and rage and heartache. In some sense, Lexa's leaving had made Clarke better, had made her put more emotion into her art, made her feel more. In reality, the pieces she made had amplified her portfolio. Matt had given her a chance to show at one of his new gallery openings, he was amazed by her art, and of course Clarke's personality. The opening went amazing for Clarke; she sold every piece within a week. Some would say the rest was history. Matt and Clarke teamed up at all 4 of his galleries throughout the city, they spent so much time together feelings couldn't help but arise. Matt fell in love with Clarke the moment he saw her passion displayed for the hundreds of people in and out of his gallery. Clarke on the other hand needed an out, from her feelings of Lexa, from her sadness and anger, and Matt gave her that. Things had progressed quickly the more time Clarke spent with Matt, the more she tried to let go of Lexa. Soon she stopped calling Lexa's old cell phone just to hear her voice in the voice mail message. She stopped crying herself to sleep. She stopped drinking throughout the day, and she had finally gotten to the point where she only thought about Lexa every couple of days. That is, until she saw her standing outside of their old hang out coffee joint. That's the day that every emotion roared up again for the newly engaged artist.

Clarke knew she couldn't voice anything she was feeling to Raven, Octavia, or especially Matt. Even if she could, she had no idea what she'd say; she didn't know what she was feeling. She didn't know what to think, all she knew was that she needed to push all the emotions she was feeling behind her, for Matt's sake, and really, for her own.

Instead of thinking anymore, she did what she did best. She went to her studio, locked the door and painted. She had a showing coming up Tuesday that she had not finalized her last pieces on and needed to get her emotions out; even if no one would be able to understand them.