A/N: So, here we are again. Thank you so much for all the reviews so far, you all rock, please keep them coming. There's a twist in this part regarding Lincoln/Octavia Raven/Octavia which some people may enjoy. There's also cuteness. Oh, and raccoons. It's the lead up to the 'dinner'. Read, review and mostly just enjoy!

Chapter Four

Clarke sat and watched as Lincoln moved towards Lexa, the brunette gripping his wrist as he stepped closer, turning into his body, using his own momentum to throw him over her shoulder onto the mat.

"That is so badass…" she heard Octavia say.

"Its simple science," Lexa said as she let Lincoln up, "just using the other person's forward momentum."

"And making me look like an idiot at the same time." Lincoln said with a laugh.

"Oh that's not science," Lexa replied, "that's fun."

"Can you teach me?" Octavia asked, "I mean, I can fight but it's more like just hitting people as hard as you can."

"Lincoln?" Lexa asked, "Do you want to teach her or shall I?"

"I'll do it," Lincoln replied with a smile, "you'd probably just kick her ass."

"Oh I am not that bad." Lexa said with a laugh as she walked over to where Clarke was sitting, "what about it Princess, you interested?"

"Me and any kind of physical exercise don't really mix." Clarke said with a laugh of her own.

"It depends on the physical exercise though, right Clarke?" Octavia asked as Lincoln showed her some warm up moves, "I mean, there are certain things that are worth getting all hot and sweaty over."

"Octavia Blake ladies and gentlemen, the girl born with her mind in the gutter." Clarke replied.

"I was actually talking about Starbucks coffee," Octavia said with a smirk, "whose mind is in the gutter now Princess."

"Octavia, you hate coffee…" Clarke said with a laugh, "and no coffee is worth getting hot and sweaty over…"

"I'll go easy on you Clarke," Lexa said with a little smile, "it'll be fun, I promise."

"That smile makes it impossible for me to say no…" Clarke replied with a smile of her own as she stood up.

"I'll have to remember that." Lexa said, "You might want to take the jacket off."

Clarke laughed as she took her jacket off, blushing slightly at the implications in what Lexa had just said.

"I was talking about when it's your turn to get the coffee Princess…" Lexa said quietly as she walked past Clarke and over to the mats.

"That shade of pink looks good on you Clarke." Lincoln said with a laugh.

"Seriously," Clarke said, "it's not my fault that I blush…"

"And pout apparently," Lexa replied, "which is pretty cute."

"You think everything she does is cute." Octavia said.

"Don't worry Octavia," Lexa said with a smirk, "I think you're cute too."

"Now who's blushing?" Clarke said with a laugh as she started to do a few warm ups.

10 minutes later, when Lexa figured Clarke was warmed up properly, or at least to the point where she wouldn't hurt herself, they were good to go.

"Okay," Lexa said as she stepped towards Clarke, placing her hands on the tops of her arms, "you stand here…"

Clarke moved where Lexa wanted her to stand.

"Never stand face on…" Lexa said as she moved behind Clarke, putting her hands on her hips, "are you right or left handed?"

"Left…" Clarke replied, reminding herself to breathe, as she always had to when Lexa was that close to her.

"So, you need your right foot forward," Lexa said, dropping her hand to Clarke's leg, "left foot back…"

Clarke did as Lexa said, smiling a little when she thought that the butterflies in her stomach had turned into elephants.

"Something amusing Princess?" Lexa asked, standing close enough to Clarke that the blonde could feel her breath on her ear.

"No," Clarke said shaking her head a little, "nothing."

"Angle your hips a little," Lexa said, moving Clarke a little, "you need to be standing more side on…"

"Hey…" Octavia said, watching Clarke and Lexa, "why didn't I get that kind of treatment from you?"

Lincoln just laughed as he watched the way his sister was interacting with Clarke.

"Better…" Lexa said to Clarke as she moved from behind her, the blonde almost immediately missing the contact, "Now… try and hit me."

Lexa stood in front of Clarke, out of arms reach so the blonde would have to move forward a little if she wanted to even come close to hitting her. Clarke moved forward a little, her left arm coming forward from behind, Lexa easily moved out of the way.

"Keep your weight on your right leg," Lexa said, as she watched Clarke move back to the way she had been standing before, "it gives you more leverage with your left arm, try again."

Again Clarke moved forward, this time Lexa took hold of her wrist and threw her down onto the mat in the same way that she had with Lincoln earlier. Dropping herself down next to Clarke with a smirk as she saw Clarke staring at the ceiling as she tried to breathe.

"You need to move your feet a little more," Lexa said with a smile, as she looked down into Clarke's eyes, "don't be so static…"

"I thought you were going to go easy on me…" Clarke said with a smile of her own, getting lost in the emerald eyes in front of her.

"I was…" Lexa replied, her smile dropping a little as she felt herself moving closer to Clarke.

Lexa suddenly remembered that they weren't alone when Lincoln cleared his throat in a rather dramatic fashion.

"Can we keep it PG over there please." He said with a laugh.

Shaking her head a little she stood up and held her hand out to Clarke, to help her up. The blonde girl reached up and took her hand, pulling Lexa back down. The brunette needed to reset her feet before she fell flat on her face, her feet going either side of Clarke's legs as she ended up sitting down, straddling the blonde.

"Guess that answers the PG question huh…" Octavia said with a laugh.

Clarke's phone started ringing from where she had left it on the bench.

"Princess," Octavia said, walking over to the phone, "phone's ringing…"

She looked back at Clarke and saw that Clarke was completely absorbed in looking into Lexa's eyes, so she picked up the phone.

"Clarke." She said, "Raven is calling you… oh screw this…"

Octavia decided that she would answer the phone, it was only Raven after all, not like it was someone that she didn't know.

"I think I kinda messed up, Princess," Raven said as soon as Octavia answered the phone, "O probably told you already, but I ended up back there last night with Bellamy… I have no idea what I was thinking, I mean, he's hot and everything and holy fuck have you seen him with his shirt off…"

Octavia didn't say anything as she kept listening to her friend spill her guts over the phone.

"But this morning I realised just how big a mistake I've made," Raven continued, "it's just… seeing Octavia with Lincoln… I needed to forget about that, you know. The idea of her with someone else, someone who's not me… Clarke, you there?"

"She's er… a little busy right now." Octavia said.

"Octavia?" Raven asked.

"Yeah…" Octavia replied.

"I… I've got to go." Raven said, fully realising the enormity of what had just happened.

"Don't you dare…" Octavia replied, knowing that Raven was about to hang up the phone, her raised voice attracting the attention of the three other people in the room, "Raven Reyes do not hang up that… she hung up."

"What happened?" Clarke asked, putting her hands on Lexa's hips and lifting the other girl off her before she stood up.

"She hung up…" Octavia said, looking down at Clarke's phone, "she calls up, says she regrets sleeping with my brother, and she hangs up the fucking phone."

"If she regrets it, why did she do it in the first place?" Lexa asked, standing up and moving next to Clarke, "in my experience you already know you're going to regret something like that before you do it."

"It's a coping mechanism," Clarke replied, looking at Lexa before she looked back at Octavia, who was still looking down at the phone like she was in a state of shock, "for Raven, it's a way she deals with something. She uses sex to forget… something that she had been working on…O, did she say why she regretted it, other than the fact that it was Bellamy, and that's a line she probably shouldn't have crossed?"

"What was she trying to cope with?" Lexa asked, her hand brushing Clarke's softly.

"Me…" Lincoln said, "well me and Octavia… right?"

"I need to go." Octavia said, handing Clarke back her phone, "I just need to…"

Lexa looked between Octavia and Lincoln, seeing her brother clench his jaw a little, she narrowed her eyes.

"It looks like you have a decision to make Octavia." Lexa said, folding her arms across her chest as she looked at the girl.

"I…" Octavia said, looking at Lexa before looking at Lincoln, "Lincoln, I…"

"It's okay," he said softly, "go… I'll talk to you later."

"I need to think…" she said as she picked up her bag.

Clarke, Lexa and Lincoln all stood in silence and watched as Octavia walked from the gym.

"Well I didn't see that happening… much." Clarke said as she sat down on the bench, "Octavia is literally the only person that Raven has genuinely cared about since Finn. I did try warning her that she needed to figure out what it was she wanted…"

"It's not exactly your fault Clarke." Lincoln replied, as he sat down next to her.

"What I don't understand," Lexa said, sitting down on the other side of Clarke, "was if this… whatever it was, was going on with those two, why did Octavia start something with Lincoln?"

"She didn't," Lincoln said, "not really… we were seeing where it went…"

"O and Raven were never technically together," Clarke said with a sigh, "it started back before Raven met Finn. Octavia was curious about her sexuality, and Raven was the person she went to… it's been off and on since then, but never technically together…"

"Excuse me…" Lincoln said, standing up and walking through to the changing room.

Clarke and Lexa sat on the bench as they heard a large crash, Lexa flinching as she knew exactly what it was.

"What…" Clarke started to say.

"There are metal lockers back there…" Lexa said, sighing as she stood up, "can you give me a minute?"

"Of course," Clarke replied, "I should probably call Raven anyway…"

Lexa nodded a little before turning and walking to the locker room. As Clarke was waiting for Raven to pick up the phone, Lexa walked back from the locker room, with her jacket on, car keys in hand.

"I need to go and get some ice." She said, "Will you be okay here?"

Clarke nodded a little as the phone rang off again.

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Clarke hadn't been able to reach either Octavia or Raven since the incident at the gym, Lexa had dropped Lincoln off before taking Clarke home. The girls were sitting in the living room, talking about where Octavia might be when the front door opened and Raven walked in.

"There you… oh, hi Lexa." Raven said, rubbing the back of her neck when she realised Clarke wasn't alone.

"When someone calls you it's customary to answer." Clarke said as she looked at Raven.

"O told you what happened?" Raven asked, suddenly feeling extremely hot as Lexa looked at her, "look, Lexa, I…"

"None of my business." Lexa said, standing up, "Clarke, I'll see you later, I need to go home and change before dinner."

"Okay…" Clarke replied as Lexa softly kissed her on the head before leaving.

"I didn't mean to interrupt…" Raven said, walking over to the sofa and sitting down.

"You weren't," Clarke replied, "we were just talking about where Octavia could've ended up. She left the gym pretty quickly earlier, saying she needed to think, and she didn't go home…"

"The lake," Raven said, looking down at her hands, "she'll be at the lake…"

Clarke quickly dropped Bellamy a text, telling him to check the lake.

"Right," she said, putting her phone down again before turning to face Raven, "spill."

"I fucked up…" Raven replied, "no change there though, right… I thought sleeping with Bellamy would change things, but it didn't… I woke up this morning feeling like total shit… I mean he knew it was a one night thing, but… and then I called you, only you didn't answer, you were busy… and with Lexa looking like that I can see why…"

"We were kickboxing…" Clarke said, feeling herself blushing slightly.

She had no idea when she started blushing so much, she never had any issues with any of that before, but now apparently she did. Something she was going to have to work on.

"Is that what people are calling it these days?" Raven asked with a laugh.

"So, you call me up, to tell me that you messed up," Clarke said, wanting to get Raven back on track, "O answered…"

"Well she didn't really answer, I mean she didn't say anything," Raven said, "I assumed it was you, so started ranting on about how I slept with Bellamy, and that I only did it because of Lincoln and O… and how seeing her with someone who wasn't me… I have great timing with this shit huh…"

"I guess it's not something you thought you'd have to face up to any time soon," Clarke replied with a sigh, "for the longest time it was just you and Octavia, then Lincoln turns up… I think you need to talk to Octavia, and then the two of you need to talk to Lincoln."

"I think Lexa hates me…" Raven said, "that's great isn't it. Your girlfriend actually hates me."

"She just doesn't want to see Lincoln hurting," the blonde replied, "I don't think she hates you."

"You didn't deny that she's your girlfriend…" Raven said with a little smile, nudging Clarke playfully.

"I actually kissed her today…" Clarke said with a small smile, "she picked O and I up this morning to take us to the gym and introduced herself to my parents. Then we were sitting outside the gym, and she was kinda freaking that she'd done the wrong thing… so I kissed her…"

"And, how was it…?" Raven asked.

"Over too fast." Clarke replied with a laugh.

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While she was sitting in the living room watching television with her dad, Clarke heard a lot of crashing in the kitchen. Her mom had got off work early and was currently sorting out food for when Lexa arrived. It was 6:30, Clarke needed to get changed, she had put on shorts and a t-shirt after she had showered earlier once Raven had left, and she didn't think that would be appropriate for dinner with company. Not that she thought Lexa would mind, but she knew her mom would. Her dad laughed as once again they heard Abby cursing.

"I think she's more nervous than you are." Jake said with a laugh.

"She's worry over nothing," Clarke said, "Lexa would be fine with take-out."

Standing up she made her way through to the kitchen.

"You doing okay there mom?" she asked, sitting down on one of the stools at the breakfast bar.

"5 different types of pizza," Abby said, "thought I'd keep it as informal as possible. There's got to be something there that Lexa likes."

"Oh, didn't I tell you," Clarke said, fighting to keep the smile off her face, "Lexa doesn't do dairy."

As Abby looked at her she couldn't stop the laugh, almost falling off the stool she found her mother's face so funny. Clarke didn't find the towel flying at her head quite so funny.

"You are an evil child Clarke Griffin." Abby said.

"You should know, mom, you raised me." Clarke replied, "seriously though, stop worrying, I'm sure there'll be something she likes."

"You've never had a… significant other over for dinner before Clarke." Abby said, "this is a big deal."

"Wells came over for dinner…" Clarke replied.

"You were 5." Abby said with a laugh.

"True." Clarke replied with a laugh of her own, "I should go and change, try not to give yourself a heart attack or anything."

Clarke made her way upstairs and stood in front of her closet trying to figure out what to wear.

"Probably should've figured this out earlier Griffin…" she said to herself as she grabbed a pair of jeans and a white shirt, choosing to wear a black tank-top underneath, "that'll do…"

As she was finishing getting ready she heard the doorbell, looking at her phone she saw it was bang on 7pm.

"I'll get it!" she yelled as she rushed out of her room, getting half way down the stairs before she saw that her mom had already answered the door.

Losing her footing she very nearly fell down the stairs, much to her mom and Lexa's amusement.

"I thought I told you," Abby said, "no stair-surfing in the house."

Clarke felt her face go bright red, not exactly the coolest thing she'd ever done.

"In my experience it always works better with a mattress." Lexa said with a smirk.

Abby noticed the look that was exchanged between Lexa and her daughter, she smiled a little as she walked back towards the kitchen, leaving the girls alone.

"I totally meant to do that…" Clarke said as she walked down the stairs towards Lexa.

"Sure you did Princess." Lexa replied with a smile.

As Clarke walked a little closer to Lexa she let her eyes take in the girl in front of her. Lexa was wearing skinny black jeans, with a tight black top underneath, topped off with a black leather jacket. Her hair hung loose and wavy.

"Wow…" Clarke said, stepping in front of her, "you look… wow…"

"Don't look too bad yourself," Lexa replied, taking Clarke's hands, before looking down at her socks, they had pictures of raccoons on them, "loving the socks…"

"What's wrong with my socks…?" Clarke asked, closing the distance between them a little more.

"Nothing," Lexa replied with a small smile, dropping Clarke's hands and choosing to place her hands on her hips instead, "they're very cute… very you…"

"Is that a fact?" Clarke asked, swallowing hard as her eyes dropped to Lexa's lips.

"Mhm…" was all that Lexa could get out before she kissed the girl in front of her.

They couldn't get any closer as Lexa ran her tongue over Clarke's lower lip, requesting access that was gladly granted, the blonde girl tangling her fingers in Lexa's hair as a fire seemed to light in the pit of her stomach. When the need for air became too much both backed away a little.

"Hey…" Clarke said with a small smile.

"Hey…" Lexa replied, with a soft smile of her own.

"You ready for this?" Clarke asked.

"I was born ready." Lexa replied as Clarke took her hand.

"You like pizza right?" Clarke asked as they walked towards the living room.

"Who doesn't like pizza?" Lexa asked in reply.

They walked into the living room and Clarke felt the nervous feeling building in her chest again, as if she could sense it Lexa tightened her grip on Clarke's hand as Jake looked up from his laptop. Smiling a little he closed it and put it on the table.

"It's nice to see you again Lexa." He said.

"You too Mr Griffin." Lexa replied with a smile.

"Please," Jake said, "call me Jake."