Chapter 13
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Yelling… There was so much yelling before Raven closed the door a bit harshly behind her. Her feet rather heavier on the tiled floor as she walked back to her own room. She stopped abruptly after opening the door though, as an embarrassed Lexa almost jumped off of Clarke. She ran a hand through her disheveled hair, letting out a breath she cleared her throat. Wiping the smudged lip gloss under her lower lip, Lexa looked at Raven. As the first shock of finding Lexa and Clarke in such a compromising position was over, a smug smirk appeared on Raven's face.
"Hi.. Raven." Lexa sounded so formal.
"Oh hi there Lexa. Oh and hey there Clarke… almost didn't see you under Lexa's face. How are you doing?"
"Oh shut up! Have you ever heard of knocking before entering Raven?" Clarke was practically fuming at the interruption. Her voice came out all raspy and heavy though instead of angry..
"Great.. just what Raven needs.. More fuel to the merciless teasing.." Clarke thought to herself.
Lexa rolled her eyes and looked back at Raven. "She means to say hello and how happy she is to see you Raven."
"Nooo.. definitely not what I was going for Lex..."
"I didn't see any panties on the door knob, why should have I knocked?" Raven said casually.
Clarke's face was like a tomato. Her mind went blank as the utter embarrassment washed over her features. Lexa chuckled and shook her head.
"Is it always like this between you two?" Lexa pointed between Clarke and Raven. Raven nodded and laughed seeing how red Clarke's face was actually getting. Lexa smiled and got up.
"Well I have to be somewhere anyways. Maybe see you both later and we can grab a bite?" Lexa asked.
Raven nodded and smiled and Clarke did the same, after giving Raven a stern look.
"Great. See you guys later."
With an awkward kiss to Clarke's cheek, Lexa was already out of the door.
Clarke's brain needed another moment to come to it's senses. "Great timing you have there Raven."
Raven walked to her own bed and collapsed face down, letting out a large breath of air. Clarke ran a hand through her hair and sat down near her best friend.
"Hey… what's going on?"
Raven just groaned. "O and I had another one of our fights." Raven air quoted her last word.
"Yeah? What was it about?"
Raven turned her head and saw how genuine Clarke's question was. She mumbled something against the sheets.
"Raven?"
"Sometimes I just don't get you chicks."
Clarke laughed.
"What do you mean by you chicks. You are counted as one of us too, Raven."
"You know what I mean. Everything has to be some melodramatic bs. O is going on and on about how I kissed Liv and asking what it meant and about million question more."
"You kissed Olivia?"
"No. It was just a kiss on the cheek. As a thank you. A friendly kiss."
Clarke just raised an eyebrow. Raven rolled her eyes in frustration.
"Why is it hard to understand that she is just a very good friend of mine? Raven was a little annoyed.
"You don't just friend-zone any girls Raven. At least that's what your past record says." Clarke chuckled as she visualized Raven and all her past girlfriends, acquaintances in one room and how fun that scenario would be.
"It's serious this time Clarke. Like your position as my best friend is under a threat."
Clarke covered her heart and fake gasped. "Looks like I might need to take care of this Liv before Octavia."
And just as her name was mentioned, Octavia entered the room. Raven sighed as she saw the look on Octavia's face.
Octavia mumbled something. Clarke guessed it was an apology for the yelling before. Octavia couldn't even look up at Raven's face as she said her words. She turned around and was about to leave the room before Raven had any chance to talk back. But Raven had enough.
"For crying out loud O. She is my friend. That's not how I kiss the girl I like."
And in an instant she was off the bed and in Octavia's personal space. Before Octavia could move or utter any syllable, Raven grabbed her by her top and pulled her in for a searing kiss. Octavia felt a lot of things happening at once. Like an explosion somewhere in her heart, her mind going blank. Her skin was alive, cold and warm all at once. All the wind was knocked out of her lungs. It wasn't a sloppy kiss, it just showed all the intent of the person kissing her. And it was Raven!
Bellamy smoothed his shirt before he entered Anya's cabin. He cleared his throat as he saw Anya was engrossed in her paperwork. At the sound, Anya looked up and smiled politely. She gestured Bellamy to enter and have a seat. Bellamy closed the door behind her and took a seat in front of Anya, giving her a moment to finish up the work at hand before he spoke.
"Any updates?" Anya asked as she put her pen down.
Bellamy nodded. "I found out that Jaha has been meeting a man named Pike. I haven't found out his full name yet."
Anya rubbed her forehead for a second. After thinking for a moment, she grabbed her badge and gun and got up. "Come on Officer Blake, Get your squad car. We need to visit the prison facilities right now."
As Bellamy was driving them both to the prison, he couldn't help but notice worry on Anya's face. To him, Anya's usually calm and unafraid face seemed a little shaken. To alleviate some tension, he tried engaging.
"I wanted to congratulate you earlier Ma'am... on making a Sergeant.."
Anya nodded, "it's nothing. I am sure with dedication and honesty in your work, it won't take you long."
"It's not nothing Sarge.. I am just glad to have the opportunity to work with you. I had a question though..."
Bellamy looked at Anya and she nodded him to continue.
"This case seems personal to you."
Anya sighed. "It is personal to me yes. Jaha has hurt people close to me and I won't let him or any of his accomplices hurt anyone ever again."
Bellamy nodded. Anya's voice reminded him of how strong a police officer she was. He kept his eyes on the road, determined to prove his worth and assist the Sergeant in any way he could. As they were waiting in the room for the prisoner to be brought in for questioning, he saw the resolve and calm demeanor return. As Jaha entered, Bellamy observed that there was no surprise on his face after seeing them. As if he was expecting them. As soon as Jaha was strapped to the chair near the table they both were sitting, he observed the exchange between Jaha and the Sergeant.
"How's life here Thelonious? Cozy?" The cold in Anya's voice sent chills to Bellamy.
"I am doing fine, I didn't know you cared..um a Sergeant huh? Looks like you climbed the ladder pretty fast. I hope you actually climbed and not slept your way through it?" Jaha replied and sat back in his chair with a smirk. His voice arrogant.
Bellamy was about to intervene and give this serial killer an intro to his both fists but Anya calmly stopped him, with a gesture of her hand.
"Looks like you are getting too much sun from a one window cell. I think a 4 feet wide, dark hole would do you some good for a few months?" Anya questioned casually.
Jaha's demeanor changed quickly. Angry at first, "You can't do that".
Anya's reply was just a furrowed brow in challenge.
Jaha leaned forward, his voice low," What do you want?"
"Tell me about the visitors you have been entertaining recently."
"That's absurd. I am not allowed any visitors, Sergeant." Jaha replied, with emphasis on the last word with disgust evident in his voice.
"Who is your accomplice or is he/she your follower? Spill Jaha.. Now, while you have a chance." Anya was direct and to the point.
Jaha simply ignored her and turned towards Bellamy. "And who might you be? Another rookie?"
"Who I am is none of your concern. But if you don't answer Sergeant's question, entire east side of the prison will know who you are, from your screams." Bellamy replied. Anya took a note of the young police officer beside her and looked at Jaha.
"Who my visitor was, is for you to find out. But since you asked so nicely, I am going to do you a solid and tell you what you really want to know Sergeant." The evil grin was back on Jaha's face, after a long time.
Anya took a deep breath without realizing.
"He knows about the little girl." Jaha said, smiling.
"What? Who are you talking about?" Bellamy replied. He turned to his side and saw Anya, she was barely breathing. Jaha smirked as he saw Anya's face. He got exactly what he wanted. The next thing Bellamy saw was Anya excusing herself from the room and bolting from the hallway with haste. As Anya reached the end of the hallway, she went for her cellphone in hurry. Her brain reminded her to not draw any conclusions and to stay calm. Her heart though wouldn't have any of it. With her heart beating as fast as an Olympic runner, she dialed a number.
A/N 2: Please tell me what you think? And thanks for reading :)
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