A/N: This part is very conversation heavy, I think it works pretty well. Clarke talks to her dad about Lexa, and Abby guesses and pulls Clarke to one side. Oh and there may be cuteness and a kiss along the way too. The next part will probably be a straight up follow on to this part, so don't forget to review, it feeds the muse. Read, review and enjoy!
Chapter Three
Instead of Raven or Bellamy giving Clarke a lift home that night, Lexa had. They had sat out in her car for hours, chatting about anything and everything, Clarke only going inside when her dad opened the front door for the tenth time.
"Did you have a good night Princess?" he asked as Clarke walked into the living room.
"Yeah, it was fun," Clarke replied as she dropped down onto the sofa, stretching her legs out, "apart from when Finn turned up drunk and nearly caused a fight."
"Who just dropped you off?" Jake asked, trying not to pry too much, "it wasn't Raven or Bellamy."
"A friend…" Clarke said with a smile.
"That looked like a boys car." He replied.
"Don't worry dad," Clarke said with a laugh, "it isn't a boy's car. Her name is Lexa."
"Phew," he said dramatically, "I was getting worried."
"Can I ask you something?" she asked with a sigh.
"Anything sweetheart," he said, closing his laptop and looking at her, "you know that."
"Well," Clarke said sitting up on the sofa and looking at her father, "what if I said she wasn't just a friend…?"
"Are you two…?" he asked, not sure how to word his question.
"We're seeing what happens…" Clarke replied.
"I didn't realise you liked girls in that way honey." He said.
"Neither did I." Clarke said with a laugh, "not until yesterday…"
"When you met Lexa." He said with a small nod.
"She's different dad," Clarke replied, a small smile on her lips, "I can't really explain it…"
"So is it all girls you like, or just her?" he asked.
"Right now, just her…" Clarke said, for the first time in her life she wasn't able to read her dad.
She watched as he sat there thinking about what she'd said, obviously processing it as it sank in.
"To be honest Princess," he said, "even if it was all girls that wouldn't be a problem for me. As long as you're happy, I'm happy. I mean, sure I was hoping to have grandkids someday…"
"Dad…" Clarke said with a laugh, "me being with Lexa wouldn't stop that, come on, mom's a doctor, you know how this shit works."
"So you're already thinking long term?" he asked with a small smile.
"I don't know dad…" she said, blushing slightly, "before yesterday I probably wouldn't even be thinking short term…"
"Clarke, if Lexa is what you want, then go for it," he said, smiling softly at her, "your happiness is the most important thing to me, you know that."
"Oh shit…" Clarke said, "What is mom going to say?"
"You leave your mother to me." He replied.
Clarke nearly jumped out of her skin when her phone beeped, she had been so wrapped up in thinking about what her mother would say. Taking her phone out of her pocket she smiled a little before reading the message.
Lexa (00:12) : Just wanted to let you know I got home okay, and also that I really enjoyed the chat. Can't believe we sat there for nearly 2 hours. Oh, I won't be around tomorrow until the afternoon, I have something to do in the morning. Sweet dreams Clarke x
Smiling to herself, not noticing her father watching her with a small smile on his lips, Clarke typed out her reply 'The time really did just fly by didn't. Enjoy whatever it is you have to do in the morning, drop me a message if you're free in the afternoon x'. As she hit send she looked up and saw Jake looking at her.
"What?" she asked.
"Nothing." He replied, shaking his head a little as he looked back at his laptop.
"Have you eaten?" Clarke asked as she stood up and walked towards the door.
"Yes," he replied, "there's some pasta in the fridge that your mom made before she went to work, you just need to heat it up."
Clarke made her way through to the kitchen and put the pasta in the microwave to heat it up, her phone dinged again, though this time it wasn't Lexa.
Octavia (00:20) : I think Raven is currently banging my brother, how the hell am I supposed to process that?
Clarke actually laughed out loud as she typed out her reply 'Just don't think about it O'. It wasn't long before she got a reply.
Octavia (00:20) : I can't not think about it when I can fucking hear it Princess. Can I crash at yours?
"Dad," she called through to the living room, "is it okay if Octavia crashes here?"
"Bellamy take a girl home again?" her dad asked.
"Yeah," Clarke replied laughing, "Raven."
All she heard was her dad laughing as she text Octavia telling her it was fine.
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It hadn't taken Octavia long to make it to Clarkes.
"Thanks for this Mr G," she said as she walked into the living and sat on the sofa, lifting Clarke's legs and putting them over her own, "there's just some shit you don't need to hear, you know."
"It's not a problem Octavia," he replied with a smile, "you're always welcome here, you know that."
"That's why you're the best." Octavia said throwing him her best smile, which just caused him to laugh.
While Jake continued with his work, Clarke let Octavia choose what to watch on the TV.
"So Princess," Octavia said as she rested her arms across Clarke's legs, "how did the car journey go?"
"Er… it was okay…" Clarke said, looking over at her dad, but seeing him concentrating on his work.
"And the goodnight part of it?" Octavia asked.
Clarke felt herself starting to go red again as she heard her dad laugh a little.
"It lasted two hours." Jake said, not looking up from his screen.
"Two hours? Seriously?" Octavia asked, "that is some serious…"
"Nothing happened." Clarke said, "seriously, you two… nothing happened. We just talked."
"I totally forgot you were there Mr G…" Octavia said, "I'd just like to say that I have no interest in your daughter's sex life."
"Nothing happened." Clarke repeated.
"Well I actually thought that Clarke had been driven home by a boy," Jake replied, "a Mustang isn't really the car of choice for a girl."
"Lexa isn't a normal girl." Octavia said with a little smile.
"Apparently she's different." Jake said a smile playing on his lips as he watched Clarke get more and more irritated.
"Who's different?" Abby asked from the doorway.
Nobody had heard her come in.
"Raven," Octavia said, "she's banging my brother so I'm crashing here."
"I thought you and Raven were…" Abby started to say.
"And now you know why it's so weird." Octavia replied with a dramatic shrug of her shoulders.
"Has everyone eaten?" Abby asked as she walked to the kitchen.
Clarke looked up at Octavia and mouthed 'thank you', to which Octavia winked and nodded.
"I've got your back Princess," she said, "You know that."
"Oh, Clarke," Abby said sticking her head back into the room, "a friend of yours was in the ER tonight."
"Who?" Clarke asked as she sat up.
"Finn," Abby replied, "he'd had a little too much to drink and passed out not far from that café you mentioned this morning. He's okay though."
"He had a lucky escape," Octavia said quietly, "Lexa was going to kill him."
"Who is this Lexa that I keep hearing so much about?" Abby asked, a small smile on her lips.
"Dude, does your mom have like bat super hearing or something?" Octavia asked Clarke.
"She's a parent," Jake said with a laugh, "we hear everything."
"She's… er…" Clarke started to say, stumbling on her words again.
"Yes…?" Abby asked, knowing exactly where Clarke was going with what she was saying.
"A friend," Clarke said with a nod, "she's a friend…"
"Can I talk to you in the kitchen Clarke?" Abby asked.
Clarke knew from the look on her mom's face it wasn't really a request. Octavia simply looked at her and mouthed 'oh shit'.
"I'm watching this…" Clarke said, motioning to the television.
"It won't take long." Abby said, walking back to the kitchen again.
Clarke looked at her father.
"Dad…" she said.
"Just be honest with her Clarke." He said, "She's not as scary as you think."
Clarke took a deep breath and stood up, before following her mother into the kitchen.
"Sit." Abby said, motioning to one of the chairs at the breakfast bar.
"Mom…" Clarke said, sitting down as her mother had requested.
"So she's a friend huh?" Abby asked, "I don't suppose there's a word in front of friend, something like, oh, I don't know, girl maybe?"
"I… er… well…" Clarke said, "yeah, maybe…"
Abby turned and looked at Clarke, the blonde was surprised to see that her mother didn't seem phased in the slightest.
"Let me tell you something," Abby said as she sat next to her daughter, "when I was in med-school…"
"Mom," Clarke said, scrunching her nose up, "I don't really want to hear about your wild med-school days…"
"It was before I met your father," Abby said, not giving her the details, "and it's certainly not something I regret. So it isn't something I'm going to be against for you. I just want you to make sure it's what you want. The world is a lot more understanding than it was for me, but it's still not something that won't not attract attention, if you and Lexa were to, I don't know, walk down the street holding hands."
Clarke nodded a little, letting out a sigh.
"And when you go back to school…" Abby said, "I think that certain people would be more judgemental than they should be, which may upset you."
"I think Lexa's got that covered…" Clarke said with a little laugh.
"Finn?" Abby asked.
"May have ended up on the floor after he tried it on earlier when he was drunk." Clarke said, remembering Lexa's actions from earlier that night.
"I just want you to be happy, Clarke," Abby said, "Whether it's with a guy or a girl, if it's what you want, then I'm okay with it."
"Thanks mom…" Clarke said, giving her mom a quick hug before she stood up.
"I would like to meet her though," Abby said as Clarke was leaving the room, "maybe you should invite her round for dinner one night."
"She's not really a people person mom…" Clarke replied.
"Clarke…" Abby said, in a way only a mother could.
"I'll ask her." Clarke replied admitting defeat.
As Clarke walked back to the living room she got out her phone and text Lexa 'my mom wants me to ask you if you want to come round for dinner x' she sent, before sitting back down with her legs over Octavia. As soon as she sat down her phone started to ring.
"Ooo late night booty call." Octavia said as Clarke stood up and answered the phone.
"Lexa?" Clarke said, walking out into the hallway.
"Tell your mom I'd love to." Lexa replied, "Though I'm surprised you told her."
"Told my dad too…" Clarke said with a little smile as she sat on the stairs.
"And they're okay with it?" Lexa asked in reply.
"Yeah, surprisingly." Clarke said with a laugh, "I was expecting some resistance, especially from my mom…"
"I can still tell you about my wild med-school days." Abby said as she walked back through to the living room, carrying ice cream.
"No thanks mom, I still don't want to hear about your wild med-school days." Clarke said, hearing Lexa laughing down the phone, "its not funny Lexa…"
"Oh it is," Lexa replied, "I had these images of someone who was very uptight when you were explaining your mom, seems you were a little off there Princess."
"Yeah…" Clarke said with a laugh of her own, "Looks like I was… so, what's this thing you're doing in the morning?"
"Er… I have kickboxing…" Lexa replied.
"I'm sorry, it sounded like you said kickboxing." Clarke said, imagining someone Lexa's size doing kickboxing.
"That's because I did…" Lexa said, "It helps with my stress levels, and my anger issues…"
"I just can't picture you kickboxing." Clarke said with a little laugh.
"You can come with if you want." Lexa replied, "I'm sure Lincoln won't mind."
"I have Octavia here tonight," Clarke said, "Bellamy and Raven are…"
"Banging loud enough to wake the dead." Octavia called from the living room, causing Lexa to laugh again.
"I thought that Octavia and Raven…" Lexa said.
"Yeah, for a while," Clarke replied, "but then she met your brother."
"Bring her along," Lexa said, "she might actually enjoy it."
"What time?" Clarke asked, dreading the answer, as she hated early Sundays.
"I'll swing by and pick you up around 8." Lexa said.
"Okay, 8…" Clarke replied.
"Oh, and Clarke, wear something comfortable." Lexa said with a laugh.
"Goodnight Lexa." Clarke said.
"Sweet dreams Princess." The other girl replied, before both girls hung up.
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The morning came way too quickly for Clarke, as her alarm went off she stretched out in her bed, smiling as she recalled the dream that she'd had. She heard Octavia grumble next to her as the younger girl rolled over and stuck her head under the pillow.
"Come on O," Clarke said, "Lexa will be here in 30."
"I changed my mind," Octavia said, "sleep is more important…"
"More important than seeing the guy you have a thing for, all hot a sweaty?" Clarke asked, laughing as Octavia sat bolt upright, the pillow dropping from the bed.
"I'm up…" the younger girl said as she yawned.
Clarke got up and went to take a shower, knowing that Octavia would either get up and use the guest bathroom, or she'd go back to sleep. She actually expected her to fall back to sleep, so she was pleasantly surprised, when she finished in the shower, to find that the younger girl wasn't there. As she got dressed, in sweat pants and a t-shirt, her mom walked past her room.
"Fresh coffee in the pot," Abby said, "this girl has to be something different for you to be awake this early on a Sunday."
"Octavia is awake too…" Clarke replied.
"Of course she is," Abby said with a laugh, "it's Octavia."
"I resent those implications." Octavia said as she walked past Abby and into Clarke's room.
"She's got a point O," Clarke said with a laugh, "it did take the idea of Lincoln hot and sweaty to actually get you out of bed."
"I might just be very interested in… whatever it is they are doing," Octavia replied, "yeah, convincing Octavia…"
"Kickboxing…" Clarke said with a laugh.
"Yeah, that." Octavia said with a nod, "Seriously though Mrs G, you should see this guy, his muscles have muscles, but not in a way that screams steroids, you know what I mean…?"
"Muscly men aren't really my thing Octavia," Abby said, "don't get me wrong, I like a man who takes care of himself, but built guys do nothing for me."
"I wonder if Lexa's got a six-pack going on," the younger girl said with a smirk, "what do you think Princess?"
"Not answering that question while my mother is standing literally right there." Clarke replied, throwing a t-shirt at Octavia's head.
"But you know you've thought about it." Octavia replied.
Clarke just looked at Octavia as Abby walked away from Clarke's door, laughing to herself as she did. Her daughter had never been too bothered about conversations like that before, there must be something really different about this girl.
Of course Clarke had thought about it, especially after Lexa mentioned the kickboxing thing, but there was no way she was going to comment in front of her mother. In her mind she imagined Lexa being extremely toned.
"You are so thinking about it…" Octavia said with a laugh as she walked to the door, "Want me to give you a few minutes privacy with those thoughts?"
"Downstairs now you little shit…" Clarke muttered as she pushed Octavia from the room, before following her downstairs.
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When the car horn sounded outside Clarke nearly jumped out of her skin, her mother had literally just gone outside to get in her car, Clarke doubted she'd had time to leave yet.
"You know both the parentals are outside right." Octavia said as she grabbed her jacket and headed to the door.
"Yeah," Clarke replied with a sigh, "that thought may have just crossed my mind."
Octavia grabbed Clarke's arm as they left the house, dragging her towards Lexa's car.
"See you later Mr and Mrs G." she called, as she pushed Clarke in front of her.
Lexa was watching the whole thing unfold and couldn't stop laughing. Deciding she would make the whole thing easier on Clarke she got out of the car.
"Lexa," Octavia said as they reached the car, "what are you doing?"
"Trust me." Lexa said, smiling a little as she saw the horrified look on Clarke's face.
"Lexa, no…" Octavia whispered loud enough for Abby and Jake to hear.
Both girls just stood there and watched as Lexa walked over to where Jake and Abby were standing near the doctor's car.
"Hi," she said, "I'm Lexa."
"I'm Abby, this is Jake." Abby said, smiling a little as the girl shook both their hands.
"I was just wondering when would be the best time for you for me to come round for dinner," Lexa said, "I understand that your job is a busy one."
"Can you make it this evening?" Abby asked, "I finish around 7."
"I'll call my mom and tell her that I need the night off." Lexa replied with a smile.
"Great." Abby said with a smile of her own.
"It was nice to meet you Mr and Mrs Griffin." Lexa said as she turned back and walked to her car.
Clarke wanted the ground to open up and swallow her whole as Lexa walked back over to her.
"You really didn't need to…" Clarke said.
"Yes, I did." Lexa replied, softly placing her hands on Clarke's hips, "breathe…"
"Breathe… right…" Clarke said with a small nod, as she watched her mom drive off to work, Abby waving as she passed the girls.
"You're not going to kiss her now are you?" Octavia asked, "cause I'm pretty sure her dad doesn't need to see that…"
Lexa laughed a little as she stepped back from Clarke a little.
"Good morning to you too Octavia." She said, walking back round to the driver's side of the car.
"You were so thinking about it…" Octavia muttered as she climbed in the back of the Mustang.
Clarke could feel all the blood rush to her head as she sat in the passenger seat.
"That would be telling…" Lexa said, looking in the rear view mirror at Octavia, before she looked over at Clarke and smiled a little, before starting the car and driving away.
The blonde couldn't be sure but she thought that she saw Lexa's eyes flick down to her lips before starting the car. Subconsciously she softly bit down on her lower lip, switching her attention to the passing view as she saw Lexa look over at her briefly and smirk a little. She was in so much trouble.
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Clarke realised that Lexa was driving them back in the direction of Ark Station, meaning that she had driven out of her way to pick them up that morning.
"You could've just given us the address to meet you at you know." Clarke said, still looking out of the window.
"I know," Lexa replied, "but something tells me that Octavia had a hard enough time getting out of bed this morning as it is."
"Hey," Octavia said from the back seat, "I wasn't that bad…"
Clarke couldn't stop herself laughing.
"A small reminder of where we were going may have helped," Clarke said, still laughing, "where is Lincoln by the way?"
"Oh you are so dead Griffin…" Octavia mumbled, causing both Lexa and Clarke to laugh.
"He's meeting us there," Lexa replied, "he needed to get everything set up."
"How much setting up is needed for kickboxing?" Octavia asked.
"That depends on whether you two are joining in or just watching," Lexa said, looking at her in the rear view once again, "and we didn't want to assume either way."
"Watching will be fine…" Clarke said with a laugh.
"That's a shame," Lexa replied with a small smile, "kickboxing can be a very close contact sport…"
"I am sitting right here." Octavia said, "seriously…"
Lexa smiled a little as she noticed Clarke look over at her, not taking her eyes off the road. She drove her car down a wide alley way next to what appeared to be another old warehouse.
"We're here." She said, as she hit the horn before turning off the engine.
The side door opened and Lincoln stood there in a white vest and a pair of sweat pants.
"Hot damn…" Octavia said as she got out of the car, leaving Clarke and Lexa alone.
Lexa moved to open the door but Clarke stopped her.
"Wait…" she said.
Lexa moved her hand back away from the door and looked over at Clarke.
"Why did you go and introduce yourself to my parents?" Clarke asked.
"Well you've already met my entire family," Lexa said with a laugh, "and I figured that it would stop things being so awkward for you. Plus your mom seems to be the kind of woman who likes the forward approach. Did I do the wrong thing?"
Clarke felt her breath hitch in her throat again as she looked at Lexa, the green eyes that looked back at her were, at that moment, full of doubt and worry. She was genuinely worried that she may have messed up.
"No…" Clarke said, shaking her head a little as she looked down at her hands, "no, just… unexpected."
"Clarke…" Lexa said, slowly reaching over and taking one of Clarke's hands in hers, "if I do something that freaks you out, or you don't like… you have to tell me, okay, cause I really don't want to mess this up…"
Clarke nodded a little, swallowing hard as she watched Lexa lift her hand to her lips, never breaking eye contact with her as she softly kissed her fingers.
"Good…" Lexa said with a smile, "we should get in there…"
Clarke took a deep breath as Lexa opened the car door.
"Wait…" she said again, her heart feeling like it was about to beat right out of her chest as Lexa turned to look at her again.
Swallowing hard Clarke reached over and softly cupped Lexa's cheek, moving her hand a little and placing it on the back of Lexa's neck as she softly kissed her. It took a few moments, what felt like a lifetime to Clarke, before Lexa returned the kiss, her fingers tangling in the blondes hair. Clarke backed away first, her breathing coming hard and fast.
"Sorry…" she said, "I just…"
Lexa put her fingers under Clarke's head, lifting her face so she was looking at her.
"Never be sorry for that…" Lexa replied.
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"What kept you two?" Lincoln asked as Clarke and Lexa walked into the gym.
Neither girl said anything but Clarke started blushing.
"Boom," Octavia said, turning to Lincoln, "come on dude, pay up."
Lincoln sighed and took $10 out of his pocket before handing it to Octavia.
"Pleasure doing business with you good sir." She said, putting the bill in her pocket.
"I need to go and change," Lexa said with a smile, "I'll be right back."
Clarke nodded a little and watched as Lexa walked across the gym to a back room.
"Have you heard from Bellamy or Raven yet, O?" Clarke asked as she sat on one of the benches near the wall.
"No," Octavia replied, "something tells me I won't, not until at least midday."
"Why, what's happened?" Lincoln asked, sitting on the mat as he started stretching.
"Er…" Octavia said, getting slightly distracted by the sight in front of her, "Raven ended up at mine last night, with Bellamy… I ended up spending the night at Clarke's. Too much noise."
"Can't say I didn't see it happening," Lincoln replied with a laugh, "they were getting pretty close last night."
"Dude, he's my brother," Octavia said, "and she's… well she's Raven. It's just wrong."
"Why is it wrong?" Lincoln asked, "They're both consenting."
"It's just wrong…" Octavia replied, "it would be like you sleeping with Clarke, no offence Princess…"
"You and Raven…?" Lincoln asked.
"Gold star to the stud muffin…" Octavia said with a sigh, "it was never anything serious, neither of us broadcast it…"
"You weren't really too quiet about it either." Clarke said with a laugh.
Clarke was still laughing when Lexa walked back out from the changing room, as she dropped into silence Octavia looked over at Lexa.
"Hot damn…" she said, "I mean, hey Lexa."
Lexa smiled a little as she walked towards them, taping up her hands. She was wearing a sports top which cut off at the middle, showing her perfectly toned stomach. It was sleeveless as well which meant that Clarke got her first look at Lexa's tattoo's. Her hair was now tied back in a ponytail rather than her usual intricate braids.
"You ready to go big brother?" she asked Lincoln, pushing his head playfully.
Lincoln grabbed Lexa's legs, pulling them out from under her and causing her to land flat on her back on the mat. She laughed as she easily got up and into a fighting stance.
"How about we mix it up a bit," Lincoln said to her, bouncing on the balls of his feet, "how about a bit of MMA…"
"You sure you want Octavia to watch you get your ass kicked?" Lexa asked with a smirk.
"Oh bring it on." He replied with a laugh.
"MMA…?" Clarke asked Octavia quietly.
"Mixed Martial Arts," Octavia replied, "basically anything goes…"