A/N: Sorry this came out so late! I know you guys probably feel deprived of this fic so here you go! Also our special guest: Lexa! See below in my bottom A/N around the time I'll be posting my next chapter and why this chapter came out late. Enjoy!

Episode 15: The One With Clarke's Big Kiss

Clarke has learned a lot about love.

It can be easily taken away.

From all the relationships she's had she learned love comes just as fast as it goes. You have to always keep your walls up because the people you love can sometimes - if not always - hurt you. They can rip out your heart with a smile on their face and for some reason you still cant seem to hate them.

With Finn it was exciting and adventurous. He seemed nice, held the door, was a complete gentlemen and played riddles to keep her occupied. He always tried to kick down her responsibilities and made her brighten up. He made her laugh but at the very end he made her cry. Because she wanted to be in that adventure that he kept promising her, she wanted her life to be excited and filled with those stories that he told her - she was wrong. The stories were nothing but myths and his promises were empty. Cheating on her broke her trust and once trust is broken it can almost never be fixed.

Lexa was serious and bloody. Clarke liked complicated, she liked fixing and Lexa seemed broken and complicated. The thing about that, the tragedy behind it, Lexa didn't like being fixed and thought her complicated was 'simplistic'. With every moment they shared it was dangerous and serious and intense and bloody. It seemed nice; she liked going on like that but she didn't want her whole life to be like that and Lexa never seemed to slow down. One thing in the world that hurts, that you'd think your partner would never put you through, is choosing between them and family. Lexa was demanding, so of course she was obsessed to meet this Bellamy Blake, Clarke's best friend. Of course she demanded Clarke not talk to him or the other Blake. Of course she told Clarke to pick. Her friends and her mother in New York or her.

In honesty, pushing past their understanding that the two girls shared, looking past it - it wasn't that hard of a decision.

Wells was a book of rules. He had to do things according to the book, had to follow every single rule. With him it was fun but the type of fun you have at family reunions when their isn't any liquor and you just have your favorite cousin there that always seems to be a goody-two-shoes. Clarke loved Wells a lot, loved their smiles and laughs but Wells wanted everything to be perfect and Clarke knew she wasn't ever going to be that.

Bellamy was a war and a blanket. They expressed what the other want, told their views of things and sometimes it'd end in screaming - at the beginning of their relationship it did anyway. But with Bellamy it was a war, you loved liked you'd die tomorrow and felt like you were the only two alive on the world of the apocalypse. But he was a blanket, shielding you from the darkness on the night and wrapping you around so you wouldn't have to face a fight. Bellamy was a lot of things, he made Clarke feel emotions she didn't know she had but at the end of the day he really was a blanket; wrapped around her and protecting her from the badness of the days and wanting you to stay forever.

Most of Clarke's relationships ended badly, not counting Bellamy (and maybe Wells) of course. But it was true, mostly all of them did. The worst thing, from Clarke's point of view, that she hated most about break-ups was the aftermath of it. Like when you stumble across them again and you realize both of each other are bitter about it and one of them hasn't given up while the other one has.

The tense smiles, the awkward hug, the fake smiles and the questions with some restraint.

But the ones that end horribly; those are the type that when you see each other it's like wanting to raise a knife to the other's neck. So that's what she feels when she sees Lexa again. Right when she sees her, she wants to stab her but she thinks about it and Lexa might just stab her back so she shrinks in her chair and hopes no one notices.

Of course, that's not how the gang works. An embarrassing moment about to arise or on the verge of happening cannot be ignored by the group. They simply have to make it an even bigger embarrassing moment than it would be originally. It was in their nature. They simply couldn't help themselves.

"Hey Clarke," Jasper says because it's just in his nature to do this, "why are you trying to hide from that girl?"

Lexa's head whips around so fast Clarke thought it might just fall off her head. Not that she would complain.

"Clarke," Lexa breathed, like the name had been stuck in her throat and bubbling to arise again. "Oh my god, Griffy."

"Hey Lexa." Clarke said back, shifting the weight of her feet and smiling uneasily.

Lexa comes up to her, wrapping her arms around her so fast that Clarke stands to her feet to help her and pats her back gently. "What are you doing here?" Clarke asks.

"Looking for you." Lexa answers and Clarke mutes. Not knowing what to say to that. "When Lincoln was talking to Indra about you and Octavia who persuaded him to stay in New York - I assumed...I'm glad I was correct."

Clarke smiles sheepishly, grabbing her hand to take her away from the group where they can't listen into their conversation. Lexa always did put her at a loss for words; sometimes it wasn't good. "It's good to see you too."

"We should catch up." Lexa says and Clarke can sense the nervousness in her words. Sees it dangling from her words and then Clarke remembers how things ended and suddenly she feels the sudden urge to stab her once again.

"Do you even remember how things ended, Lexa? Or did it not even occur to you that I'd still be just, I don't know, a tad bit angry?"

"I don't have anyone, Griffy. You had...all these people - I got curious-"

"You got jealous and were trying to separate us." Clarke corrects.

"You would have too. Plus, we both had our own cliques - you either stayed at mine or picked someone else's. You had to make a decision."

"The thing about that Lexa, is I picked both. You already made yours-"

"You would have done the same. Don't give me that."

"No. You always say how we are a lot alike and we understand each other but we are very different people. I picked both, I wanted to stick together but you made your decision. I didn't have an option. I had to make one too and if you think that it was going to be you - you were mistaken."

She can see the hurt flash across her face, see the way her hands ball into fists and Clarke raises an eyebrow. "Sure you want to catch up?"

"Yes." Lexa answers. "I won't put you through that again, I swear."

"But you already did. That's what counts. If you thought our little reunion here would be easy peasy, your wrong."

"Let us talk." Lexa pleads and Clarke looks over to the gang who has their heads down. Except Octavia, who is glaring at her openly and Bellamy who is watching both of their every move like he's prepared to fight at Clarke's beck and call. "Do you have any plans for tomorrow?"

"Well...n-no but you tried to separate Octavia from my life. Banned me from seeing Bellamy or either Blake siblings. Made me chose my best friends and my mother or you. Abandoned me. And you want us to 'talk'?"

"Give me another chance."

"I think I told you how I hold grudges for a long time."

"I made you happy. Let me do that again."

She looks up at the ceiling for an answer, not daring to meet anyone's eye and wants to tell her no. Wants to tell her to go f-off from where she came from but her eyes meet Lexa's teary eyes and she sighs. "Whatever you say won't persuade me into forgiving you."

Lexa smiles, telling her a thank you before she exits. Clarke sighs, sitting down between the two Blake siblings and rubbed her temples. "Hey guys! Look who's back!" Jasper exclaimed, "It's Griffy!"

"Shut up." Clarke muttered, rolling her eyes. "That was my friend Lexa from college."

"Didn't look like you two were having a friendly talk." Bellamy muttered.

"She's very sweet - or well, she was. But we use to be very close."

The two Blake's stiffen beside her, immediately looking at her with big eyes, "Don't tell me she's the one." Bellamy said.

"She's not the one who..." Octavia trailed.

Jasper blinks before a wide grin crosses his face, "Who you what? Who you what?" He asks excitedly.

Clarke sighs, "Yes." She answers the siblings.

"Wow." Octavia huffs. Bellamy only looking at the floor.

Jasper still says excitedly, now at the edge of his seat. "Wow? Wow what?! Wow what?! Who you—what?!"

"It's not a big deal. You guys know I'm bisexual."

"Yeah, but we've never seen you in action. I one time saw you get a phone number but that's it." Monty says, interested in the topic as well.

"Shush! Who you what!?" Jasper insisted.

Bellamy rolls his eyes, giving him a smirk as he says in a teasing voice, "They were lovers."

"No we weren't!" Clarke defends and when Bellamy raises an accusing eyebrow she runs her hands through her hair and sighs. "I guess we were. I've had girlfriends before it's just she wasn't really a girlfriend. It was one night, senior year we went to a party, had a lot of sangria and y'know, ended up…kissing for a bit. Afterwards we just started acting like we were but we kind of weren't. It was all very confusing."

"Damn Griffy, you need to teach me some of your moves 'cause if you can land that - just, wow. You might be better at picking up girls than Bellamy." Jasper said.

"Takes one to know one." Clarke says with a shrug, looking over to Bellamy with a challenging smirk, "Need to step up your game, Blake."

Bellamy smirks, "Well I got you, remember?"

"Ooo! You need some ice for that burn!" Octavia, Monty and Jasper say simultaneously.

Clarke pats the side of his cheek, "That's cute that you think you got me, sweetheart."

"Ooo! She got you back!" The group cheers.

Raven smiles at the now finished seating board, Wick laying his head gently on her shoulder as he continues to watch the mindless TV and Clarke continues to read on the other seat. "Clar, this is where your sitting." Raven says pointing the pin that's seated at Raven's table. "Right next to Bellamy being that that's where the parents of the family would sit."

"Oh wow. Why don't we just take me," Clarke says as she grabs the pin that is her, "and put me with a Manhattan in my hand, talking to the cute bartender." She sets her pin at the bar and laughs. Raven raises an eyebrow at her and Clarke grabs it and puts it back. "Right, I'm the parent. Got it."

Raven smiles, nudging Wick with his shoulder, "Okay, the red ones are my guests and the blue ones are yours."

Wick frowns, "This is so sad. I mean, I only have like ten pins."

Raven rolls her eyes, "Relax it's not a contest." She leans over to Clarke, "Certainly not a close one."

"Okay, I think that's it. The seating chart is done. This is our wedding. They all look like they're having fun don't they?" Clarke raises an eyebrow at Raven who scrubs at her eyes, "I was up all night. I need some rest."

Octavia shows him all the tuxedos in Ralph Lauren's and motions to a rack for Wick to look at. "So now, these are all the tuxedos that we make and if there's anything that you like, we can make you a deal. Anything at all." She grabs a few in her hands and shows him them, "But these are the three that Clarke and Raven pre-approved. So, unless you want both those girls and the rest of the family to jump on you - I suggest these."

"Well, thanks a lot for hookin' me up, small Blake. I want you to know that I want you to attend our wedding as my guest."

She narrows her eyes, "I'm Raven's maid of honor. Okay? Don't try to blue pin me!"

Wick sighs, looking over to another rack of tuxedos. "Well, what's the deal with these? These look nice."

"Oh they are nice. We custom make tuxedos for celebrities and then when they're done with them they just send 'em back."

"You mean like for award shows?" Wick asks.

"Some of them."

"You mean these tuxes have been down the red carpet with people yelling, "Who are you wearing?! You look fabulous!""

"Honey, might I suggest watching a little more ESPN and a little less E!?" Octavia raises an eyebrow, looking genuinelly worried for him.

"Okay, who wore those?" Wick asks, pointing to a tuxedo.

"Umm, well let's see uh," She opens the tuxedo, looking at the pocket before nodding, "this one is Tom Brokaw."

"Not bad." Wick commends.

Octavia reads another tag, "This one is uh Paul O'Neil. Pretty cool."

"Who's that?"

"He plays for the Yankees. Seriously, ESPN! Just once and a while, have it on in the background." Wick shrugs and Octavia grabs another tux. "Oh, this one was Pierce Brosnan!"

"Pierce Brosnan?"

"Uh-huh."

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah."

"007?! This is James Bond's tux?!" He exclaims.

"Yeah."

"Oh, I have to get married in James Bond's tux!"

Octavia smiles, "It's a pretty cool tux."

"Oh, it's not just that, I would be England's most powerful weapon. Jet setting heartbreaker on her majesty's secret service. A man who fears no one; with a license to kill." He suddenly has a worried look dawned upon his face, "Would Raven let me wear this?"

"You two nerds were made for each other." Octavia says under her breath.

"We should really learn how to play the real way." Jasper says, moving another chess piece.

Raven smirks, "I like our way. Oh!" Raven grabs a piece and jumps a bunch of Joey's like in Checkers. "Chess!"

"Nice move." Jasper commends.

Raven grins, "Yeah."

Clarke smiles, entering the Central Perk. "Hey guys."

"Hey!" They say in unison, a smile on their face.

"Octavia is giving out tuxedos so you need to get yours. Raven, we need to try out the bridesmaids dresses soon, maybe this week." Clarke orders.

"No can do, Clarke. I'm not wearing a tux." Jasper says.

Clarke pauses, raising an eyebrow, "Then what will you be wearing?"

"Raven said it was a nude marriage. Shame you had to do all that work for nothing." Jasper says, a genuine frown on his face like he feels bad for her.

Clarke looks at Raven who is trying not to laugh before she sighs, "Sure, Jas." Clarke begins to walk over to the counter.

"Clarke wait! Do you want to go to a movie tonight?"

Clarke smiles, about to agree and soon sighs, "Oh, y'know what? I can't. I have to have dinner with Lexa."

Jasper grins, excitedly asking, "Can I come?! I won't even talk! You'll just hear the noise from my video camera."

Raven raises an eyebrow, "What is this? What's going on?"

"Oh good! Can I tell her?! Can I tell her?!"

Clarke raises an eyebrow, "Well, do you want to hear what actually happened or Jasper's lewd version?"

Raven grins, "Jasper's!"

Jasper grins, clearing his throat, "Okay…" He begins only for Clarke to slap him in the back of the head.

"Hey, come on! I had this friend from college and I made the stupid mistake of telling Jasper that I'm bisexual and she was my girlfriend."

Raven snorts, "Yeah, I'm sure that happened."

"It-it did!" Clarke defends.

Raven smiles, "I'm sure."

Jasper laughs, "Hey." Then he says seriously, "It happened!"

"Yeah, it was in college. Lexa and I were roommates and we got drunk one day and just started kissing and...well, it became frequent."

Raven rolls her eyes, saying to Jasper, "Which means she had a couple spritzers and a quick peck on the cheek and they became close."

"Why are you taking this away from me?" Jasper asks.

"Yeah, why is it so hard for you to believe?!" Clarke exclaims.

"Okay! I just—I didn't know that you are a lesbian." Jasper smiles, nodding lewdly.

"I'm not saying that I'm a lesbian! Raven, you know, I'm bisexual. I told you. It happened!"

Raven sighs, "Okay, I know that you are it's just I usually only hear about the girls. Never seen them or you go at it in real life. And y'know it just seems pretty wild and you're so—y'know so…vanilla."

Clarke gapes, "Vanilla?!"

Raven bows her head apologetically.

"I'm not vanilla! I've done lots of crazy things! You've been there most of the time!"

"You mean, Octavia and I were doing crazy things and you'd sometimes play along only to end it before it got seriously crazy." Raven corrects.

"All right, y'know what? If you don't want to believe me about this, why don't you just come with me to dinner tonight and she will tell you."

"Okay. 'Cause I just can't picture it." Raven admits.

"Oh-ho, you should get inside my head." Jasper says only for both girls to slap him.

They meet after Clarke gets off work and she's waiting at the fancy restaurant in her scrubs but she doesn't necessarily care. It's not a date anyway. It's only been one minute and she calls Bellamy because maybe this was a bad idea and right now she needs someone to talk to her and Raven for some reason still isn't here.

He picks up on the first ring. "How'd it go? Will the police need to be their from stopping you from tearing out her eyes?"

"She isn't here yet, should I leave?"

He pauses. "Do you want to?"

"I don't know! She...She tore me apart from you guys and I know Octavia's upset about me even being here. She always hated Lexa and I don't blame her, I shouldn't have trusted her. Also, don't you dare lie to me and tell me she's not mad at me to feel better." She warns.

"She'll get over it. Look Clarke, we all just want you to be happy...so do what makes you happy."

She thinks about what would make her happy right now and that would be going home and cuddling on the couch with him while watching a stupid Spanish soap opera with the gang laughing and narrating it in the back ground. "Okay. I'll probably be there in a few then."

Clarke can hear Bellamy smile from the other line. "Alright, I'll be waiting. Love you."

"Yeah, love you too." She hangs up, turns around and looks straight at Lexa who is standing in front of her.

"Was that Bellamy?" She asks.

"Yeah." Clarke says solemnly.

Lexa nods, "You two always said that before leaving one another. I never liked it."

"I remember." Clarke says grimly.

"Hey guys, sorry I'm late. Wick kept me with microwave antics." Raven says, in her usual red jacket and gray pants as she hikes over to them. Her pony tail swishing from how she's jogging to them.

"Microwave antics?" Lexa questions slowly, trying to swallow it down.

"Yeah, he thought it'd be funny to see what would happen if he changed all the parts up and made eggs. I had to repair it. But enough about me, let's go sit down." Raven says, waving them over to a table booth.

"Is that what it's usually like to be married?" Clarke asks with sarcasm.

"Oh yeah, always having microwave antics. Usually sex wise but y'know, you do you." Raven commends, taking a seat beside Clarke.

"Oh." Lexa said, "I didn't know we had a guest."

"Yeah, I invited her. I think it'd be best this way." Clarke said.

Lexa paused, giving a firm nod and sitting down in front of Clarke.

"So tell me something about yourself. Who do you like?" Raven said. Lexa's eyes widen at the intimate question to which Raven shrugs, "Minus well get to the juicy stuff."

"I'm dating someone. His name is Gustus and we've been dating for three years."

"Oh. Oh, that's great!" Clarke commends to which Lexa gives her a gentle smile.

"Raven, were you ever in a sorority?" Lexa asks.

"Of course! Yeah, I was uh, umm Thigh Mega Tampon." Raven stumbles out, Clarke raises an amused eyebrow giving her a skeptical face that Raven shrugs off.

"What one?" Lexa asks.

"Yeah! Y'know, we were really huge too, but then they had to shut us down when Regina Philange died of alcohol poisoning." Raven said.

"Oh, it's a shame when one girl ruins it for the whole bunch." Lexa says, giving out a low whistle for sympathy that Raven agrees to by grunting.

Clarke changes the subject seeing as how it's visibly obvious Raven doesn't agree and looks like she might say something, "Anyway, speaking of drinking too much. I was uh, tellin' Raven about how y'know..."

"What?" Lexa asks.

"We use to date." Clarke stated.

Lexa, looking shocked, blinks at her, "What?"

Clarke blinks, raising an eyebrow at her, "We were talking about it at Central Perk. Isn't this what this is all about?"

"Clarke this was about our friendship ending badly. I seriously did want to catch-up and make it up to you. As friends."

Clarke deadpans, pales compeletely, "Don't you remember?! We—come on, we both had the sarongs on, and we had the-the coconut bikini tops…when it happened...and you use to be a stocker-ish girlfriend..."

"Yeah?" Lexa asks.

"…we went back to the house and we got really silly and we…we made out. Again and again. When we weren't even drunk."

"Oh wow, Griffy I have no idea what you're talking about."

Raven smirks, "Really?!"

"How can you not remember us kissing?! How can you not even remember us dating? It was a huge terrible break-up!?"

"I don't know. I don't remember a lot of things that never happened." Lexa shrugs.

"Wh… Come on! Remember? We were on the sleeping porch! We couldn't stop giggling? And our coconuts kept knockin' together? That was our first kiss!" Clarke demands.

"Oh, somewhere Jasper's head is exploding." Raven said.

"Listen, I'm sorry I don't want to make you uncomfortable, but I told Raven that it happened and she doesn't believe me." Clarke stated.

"I'm sorry Griffy. I mean if I thought it happened I would say it. Maybe I passed out and you did stuff to me while I was sleeping and the rest was a dream." Lexa questions.

"No!" Clarke shouts.

"Clarke, it's okay. You don't have to do this. I believe you. All right? Okay, if-if you say that you kissed Lexa, then you kissed Lexa." Raven said, putting a hand on her shoulder, "I'm sorry I ever doubted you. That's so out of character for me. But I believe you."

Clarke smiles, giving Raven a hug, "Thank you Rae."

"She didn't." Lexa stated.

"I know." Raven mouthed.

Clarke, Raven and Lexa all emerge from out of the restaurant, Raven holding her left-overs to give to Wick being that she didn't feel like cooking tonight due to Wick's microwave antics. "It happened! I am telling you it happened!" Clarke exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air in exasperation.

"Okay." Lexa said, turning to Raven,. "Well, it was great meeting you. And uh Clarke, I-I don't think I'll be calling you," she reaches up for a cab and turns back when the cab pulls up. "because umm, y'know you've gotten weird. Take care you guys."

She opens the door only for Clarke to catch her wrist. "What?! Wait a minute! No, wait a minute! Look, I'm not going to let you humiliate me - let you abandon me like you did before. That is not going to happen because just like always; you fool everyone else but to me? You're transparent. I see all your evil moves and tricks and see how you're a puny girl lying about having emotions. Your not going to lie, to deceive me again, Lexa. So if you don't 'remember' that, maybe you will 'remember' this!" Clarke grabs Lexa, kissing her quickly before pulling back and immediately stepping back.

Clarke Griffin always did have a problem with going too far. Especially when it came down to justice and making sure what was right, especially with proving she was right. She went...overboard almost all of the time. She steps back immediately, looking her clear in the eye only for Lexa to touch her lips and gasp. "My God! You love me!"

Clarke blinks, skin turning paler than it already was. "What?"

"Of course I remember our kiss. I think about it all the time. I can still hear the coconuts knockin' together I…" raven gapes, still shocked out of her mind. "I remember everything, Clarke. How we use to date. Every single detail I remember. I just didn't want to tell you 'cause I didn't think that you'd return my love after everything that happened, and now that you have…" Lexa leans in to kiss Clarke but she steps back, waving her hands around like a fan to stop her.

"Whoa! Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

"Aww, look who's being suddenly shy. You can't tell me you don't feel what I feel. Nobody can kiss that good and not mean it" She goes in again.

Clarke moves away again. "I-I-I'm just…I'm just a good kisser!"

Lexa steps back, eyes filled with pain that Clarke sighs. "Lexa, I'm sorry."

Lexa laughs, waving her off, "Oh you don't have to be, sorry. I'm…I'm obviously kidding. I'm not in love with you. I don't hear coconuts banging together. Yeah, I don't…picture your face when I make love to my boyfriend. Anyway, I gotta go. Okay." She hurries into her cab and drives off.

"Wow! I mean I had no idea that that was gonna…" Clarke says but stops when Raven plants her lips on hers.

"What the hell was that?!" Clarke demands.

Raven shrugs, "I just wanted to see what all the fuss was about."

"And?" Clarke asks.

Raven shrugs again, "I've had better."

A/N: Hope you liked it! Now as I said before I went to a party and my Aunt came with us with two Maltese puppies that she's given to my family and I. I love dogs so I was ecstatic about it but my two dogs that I had before aren't adapting as quickly as I thought. So I have to potty train the two others and we're cleaning my house from head-to-toe and she's one of those aunts that think the internet is bad if you use it for more than an hour so you can imagine my pain right now. Anyway I'm hoping I'll be posting it somewhere around the weekend but if I don't I'm greatly sorry. The next two chapters are filled with bellarke moments if that's anything to keep you going. Like, a LOT of bellarke moments so it'll pick up slack from my last chapters, including this one, which didn't have a lot of bellarke moments. Anyway, I hoped you liked it! Reviews are appreciated! Have a great day! -Phantom4747