A/N: Brace yourselves; Bravenlarke fluff is coming. This chapter jumps forward in time, which is necessary for the story I'm planning to tell. Raven has found her place in Bellamy and Clarke's lives and they're more than happy to have her. As always your feedback would be greatly appreciated. If you have a moment to leave a review or comment or send me a message on Tumblr (shesamarshmallow) it would really put a smile on my face.

Clarke runs her hand down the small of Raven's back. Her skin is damp from her quick post-work shower. Clarke loves the smell of the lilac scented lotion she always puts on after a shower. It has been exactly 1 year, 4 months and 17 days since their first meeting in the drug store according to the note in her phone and these moments are always her favourite. It's mid afternoon and the apartment is quiet except for the occasional hum of the dishwasher or the washing machine. Clarke has the day off. Raven decided to take the afternoon off and join her because things were slow at the shop and Jasper could handle it on his own. Bellamy is stuck at work but he'll be home soon enough, one of the best things about being a teacher is finishing work by 3PM. Clarke and Raven both know that's a technicality since he often spends hours after work grading papers but at least he's with them.

Raven presses a kiss to Clarke's temple, her wet hair flicking Clarke's exposed ear. She misses this when she's under a car getting covered in grease at her garage. Clean sheets, clean skin and Clarke; this scenario would only be better if Bellamy was laying on her other side. Clarke's hand is still resting on her back when she moves closer to her. She hasn't taken her eyes off the book in front of her though despite the fact that Raven still hasn't gotten dressed. She can feel Raven's eyes on her but she only has 6 more chapters and she should actually finish one of the books for her book club for once. The self-appointed leader of the club Anya is always berating her about not having talking points at their meetings. She doesn't actually care about the book club but it is a group of women from work and she actually likes the rest of them.

Raven gets excited when Clarke pulls her eyes away from her current page and looks her way. She frowns when Clarke just gives her a peck on the lips and looks back at her book. She slides off the bed and gives Clarke a pat on the butt before picking up a red t-shirt and a pair of jeans. She can't tell if the jeans are hers or Clarke's at first glance, but it doesn't really matter. The shirt is Bellamy's and the three of them have long since adopted a 'what's mine is yours' philosophy. When they bother to put them away their clothes all end up in the same closet mixed together using whatever hangers are available. Raven just picks out whatever she feels like wearing in the morning and it doesn't bother Clarke, she can't deny that Raven looks hot in her clothes.

"What time are Octavia and Lincoln dropping off Kya tonight?" Raven asks as she brushes her hair in the mirror.

Bellamy's 10-month-old niece is a frequent visitor to their apartment. Whenever Octavia and Lincoln need a babysitter Bellamy, Clarke and Raven are their go to. Uncle Bellamy is always more than happy to oblige and Clarke and Raven love having a baby around the house.

"Sometime between 5 and 6 I think, their dinner starts at 6:30."

"Cool, I'll make us all something to eat when Bell gets home before she gets here."

Clarke closes her book and Raven gives her a look that says really, after I put my clothes on. Raven climbs back onto the bed and wraps her arms around Clarke, pressing a kiss to her cheek. She smiles as Clarke brushes the hair out of her eyes and kisses her forehead. This might be the only thing better than sex, not that Raven will ever admit it out loud. She could spend all afternoon cuddling. Clarke flicks on the TV and sits back against the headboard, one of Raven's arms still around her shoulders. She channel surfs for a while and her indecisiveness when it comes to TV is one of the only things that annoys Raven about Clarke. She's okay with her girlfriend's worst quality being her inability to decide which trashy TV show to watch in the middle of the afternoon.

Raven just takes the remote from her and settles on a talk show. Clarke doesn't even put up a fight. Watching TV is the bonus activity, she's really here for Raven's arm around her shoulders, and their feet tangled up together. They are laughing at a couple who are attempting to win a trip by answering questions about each other when Bellamy walks into the room. Every answer the guy gives is wrong and his girlfriend is none too pleased. Bellamy takes a seat on the edge of the bed and pulls off his socks first before removing the blue dress shirt and black slacks he put on that morning. He smiles when he sees that Raven is wearing the t-shirt he was going to put on and grabs another from the closet. He kisses Clarke on the head and then Raven before leaving the room.

They both know he's off to the living room to grade tests without him having to say so. His weeknight routine is always the same, he changes, he starts any grading he has to do, he eats and then he's free to hang out with them if the grading is finished. Raven and Clarke join him in the living room when the show finishes. That couple didn't win the trip and Raven would be surprised if they were still together in a week. Clarke elbowed her gently when she said it, but she didn't necessarily disagree. They certainly weren't in sync.

Clarke takes a seat on the couch next to Bellamy who is intently focused on grading a test with long form answers. Raven always tells him he should just make them multiple choice, he always tells her history isn't black and white enough for multiple-choice questions. Memorizing dates doesn't mean you understand history is a phrase both she and Clarke have heard more than once. Raven supposes he's right but the mountains of paper seem daunting; that's why she's a mechanic and not a teacher. Bellamy is the only one with the patience for it.

Raven heads to the kitchen only to come back a few moments later, a beer in her hand.

Bellamy smiles at her as she hands it to him, "thanks babe. I love you."

"You would love anyone who brought you beer," Raven teases, accepting the kiss he offers anyway.

"Not true Raven, you've seen Bill from the bar, he is decidedly not Bell's type."

Raven laughs, Bill is a tall, redheaded Irish man who owns Bellamy's favourite bar. Clarke is right, not at all Bellamy's type. He always says that if he was ever going to be with a man he'd go for someone ruggedly handsome like Lincoln.

They are just finishing eating the turkey sandwiches Raven made when the doorbell rings.

Clarke runs to answer it, making a kissy face at little Kya as she takes her from her mother's arms.

"She's getting so big," Raven exclaims when Clarke, Octavia and Lincoln join them in the kitchen.

"I can't believe she's going to be a year old in less than 2 months," Octavia laments, "my little girl is growing up too fast."

Lincoln squeezes her shoulders and presses a kiss to his wife's cheek.

"She'll always be our little girl Octavia."

Raven nods, "even when she's 16 and you have to put up an electric fence to keep the guys and girls away."

Bellamy snorts, Raven can see the humour in any situation and he has always loved that about her.

After ten or twenty goodbye kisses Octavia and Lincoln finally head to their dinner. She does the same thing every time she leaves Kya with them so they're used to it. Clarke practically had to push them out the door the first time but at least they've gotten better since then.

Clarke and Raven are lying on the floor at opposite ends of the room as Kya crawls back and forth between them. Bellamy is back on the couch, still grading his tests. He looks up occasionally when Clarke and Raven make it clear he is missing something cute. He laughs when Kya falls on her butt and starts giggling uncontrollably. Raven takes it as an invitation to scoop her up and starts tickling her. Bellamy can't stay on the couch any longer and read about the battle of Stalingrad when Clarke joins in on the fun.

He crawls towards the giggling trio and wraps his arms around Raven from behind, kissing her neck. He tickles Kya's chin gently as Clarke holds her and sticks out his tongue, which only makes both the baby and Clarke laugh harder. He promised his class they would get their papers back tomorrow but he can't tear himself away from this. When they're all tickled out they fall back onto the floor and Bellamy lays down in-between Clarke and Raven. Kya lays down on Clarke's chest and Bellamy watches as her eyes drift closed. She look so peaceful, a handful of Clarke's blonde hair in her little fist as she sleeps.

"I can't wait for that to be our kid," Raven whispers in his ear.

"Mmhmm," he agrees, rolling over to face her.

Bellamy puts his hands on her face, urging her closer as he presses a kiss to her lips. She'll make a great mother, they both will, he knows that much from seeing them with Kya. They haven't talked a lot about the future, very much preferring to live in the moment most of the time. They're happy with how things are now, just the three of them. Kya presence always brings out this side of the Raven though, the side of his girlfriend that wants to talk about where their relationship is headed. Down the aisle, that much has always been true. That didn't change when it went from Bellamy and Clarke to Bellamy, Clarke and Raven. He just doesn't know when, not yet. One smile from Kya though and he's not as sure.

When he rolls back toward Clarke he can see that her eyes are closed. She had the day off but by the looks of their place she cleaned every room, did all of their laundry and washed every dish in sight. He presses a kiss to her cheek and one to Kya's forehead before getting up; he still has tests to grade. Raven sighs and he gives her his best I'm sorry but I have responsibilities look. She knows but now she's cold without his body pressed against hers.

Raven moves her body so she's next to Clarke. She lays on her stomach and rests her arm on Clarke's stomach, just under Kya's tiny feet.

"I love you Clarke," she whispers in the other woman's ear.

Clarke's eyes flutter open and she smiles at Raven. She'll never forget the first time Raven said those three words. It was just over 4 months after their first official date and they had just had their first fight while on vacation.

Clarke slammed the door, running outside to get away from the yelling. Bellamy normally ran after her when she got upset but it was Raven who followed her this time. The rain was pouring down on them, soaking them to the bone in a matter of seconds. Raven heard the thunder roll and watched as lightening cracked across the sky.

"Clarke, come back inside."

"No, I'm tired of having the same conversation over and over. I don't want to tell people about us, not yet."

"I'm sorry," Raven shouted, moving closer to Clarke. "I'm just really happy."

She wrapped her arms around Clarke's waist as she reached her.

"I'm happy too, but I've always been a really private person. I don't want to hear anyone's opinion on this. It's not theirs to have an opinion on."

She reached her hand up to brush Clarke's now very wet hair out of her eyes. She understood, even if she didn't feel the same way.

"I love you Clarke."

A grin spread across Clarke's face, replacing any hurt and anger written there earlier.

It happened so quick she caught Raven off guard, kissing her on the lips. Raven eased into the kiss, bringing her hands up to meet Clarke's cheeks.

When they pulled apart Clarke was out of breath. The smile still glued to her lips.

"I love you too Raven."

Raven took Clarke's hand in her own and walked back toward the house. Despite their soaking wet state Bellamy wrapped them both in a hug as they came through the door. He was inclined to agree with Clarke on the matter at hand, but it didn't matter. The moment had passed and his girlfriends had clearly moved on to more important matters.

As Bellamy lead them upstairs to get some towels Raven stopped him on the stairs.

"Bellamy," she started.

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

He had waited a really long time to hear her say that, more than just the 4 months since they were reunited at the drug store. He had waited years for those 3 words.

"I love you too babe."

Clarke smiled up at the two of them from the bottom of the staircase.

Raven takes Kya from Clarke's chest, careful not to wake her. Clarke sits up, watching as Kya rests her head on Raven's shoulder. She can't wait for that to be their kid either. Maybe they'll have one sooner rather than later. Having a kid hasn't been at the top of her to-do list, but there's nothing stopping her now. They all have stable jobs, a roof over their heads and more than enough love to share with a little one. The more the thought lingers her in mind the more she thinks about bringing it up.

Clarke and Raven both join Bellamy on the couch, sitting next to one another as he continues to grade in the corner. He has Clarke read a few of the essays, his eyes are starting to burn and some of the answers are kind of hilarious. It becomes clear to Clarke that whoever Jacob F is he doesn't realized that Stalingrad is in Russia despite the name.

When Bellamy finishes the last drops of his beer Clarke gets him another one. Three on a weeknight is his absolute limit, no matter how bad his students' answers get. As Bellamy works through the stack of tests, Clarke runs to get her book. If she can finishes the last few chapters she won't have to listen to Anya complain. The book is actually pretty decent this time; she just usually has better things to do. It took everything in her earlier in the day to read instead of do anything else with Raven.

Raven's busied herself with tangling her free hand up in Clarke's hair as Kya continued to sleep on her shoulder. Clarke would look over at her periodically, whenever she could tell that Raven was making a face at her. She's like a teenager sometimes but Clarke loves her all the same.

Two hours later, right on time Octavia and Lincoln arrive back at their apartment to pick up Kya. Octavia can't stand to be away from her any longer than necessary. Small talk with Lincoln's co-workers wouldn't keep Octavia away from her girl. She has changed so much since the first time Clarke met Bellamy's little sister, but definitely for the better.

"How's my little munchkin?" Octavia coos at the little girl who smiles and puts her arms out for her mother.

She loves spending time with Clarke, Raven and Bellamy but she definitely knows her mama.

"She was good tonight, she even helped Bellamy grade his tests," Raven joked.

She had drooled on one particularly terrible response, Bellamy resolved just to give the kid a C and hope he didn't have to explain the wrinkly paper.

Lincoln laughed, "it wouldn't be bad if she grew up to be a little like her Uncle Bellamy."

Octavia smiled at her husband's words. Lincoln and her brother didn't exactly start off on a friendly foot, but they had both come around. If her daughter grew up to be half as good as either of them she'd be more than happy.

"Thanks again guys, are you still coming over next weekend for the barbeque?"

Octavia asked, her annual 4th of July barbeque being one of her favourite events of the year.

Clarke nodded, "yeah we'll be there, see you then."

She closed the door and turned back to Bellamy and Raven. She watched as Bellamy took Raven's hand and followed them to the bedroom.

The bathroom just off their bedroom was small but somehow they all still managed to brush their teeth in there at the same time. It was their nightly routine; neither of them liked going to bed without the other two. A night where Bellamy didn't have to stay up too late to grade was a good night.

Bellamy slipped into bed, scooting over to the far right, his typical side of the bed. He watched as Clarke and Raven undressed; Clarke throwing on an old t-shirt of his and Raven slipping into bed in just her underwear. It was their usual way. Clarke climbed in and cuddled into his side. Raven slept on the left, which used to be Clarke's side. She was more than happy to move over and make room for Raven when she moved in, just 23 days after their first date. She always slept on her stomach, her limbs tangling up with Clarke's. She rolled onto her side and put an arm over Clarke's stomach, her arm around Bellamy.

It was quiet in the room for a while and Clarke thought they were both falling asleep until Bellamy spoke up.

"I feel like we're all on the same page but we haven't talked about it yet."

Raven lifted her head to stare over at him. She didn't have to ask him to explain.

"Clarke wants a kid, you want a kid and I want a kid. Seems logical that our next step is to have a kid, right?"

Raven chuckled; of course Bellamy would be the one to look at the situation logically. Of course they should have a kid, to him it's that simple.

"I'm in if both of you are," Clarke says, causing a smile to spread across Bellamy's lips.

Raven nods, "I'm in."

"I guess we're having a kid then," Bellamy says, smiling from ear to ear.

Bellamy presses a kiss to Clarke's lips before leaning over to give Raven one. It's a celebratory kiss and a goodnight kiss all rolled up into one. Raven smiles into his lips, she's never been happier than in this moment. She knows she has more happy moments like this in her future, and she's looking forward to them. Nothing feels better than seeing Bellamy and Clarke smile the way they are right now. Overjoyed is a bit of an understatement. Bellamy lays back down, his curls falling into his eyes as his head hits the pillow. Raven watches as he wraps his arm around Clarke and she does the same to her, pressing one more kiss to her cheek before she closes her eyes.