"Why are you giving me that look?" Lexa asked as she and Clarke stood on the balcony of their hotel suite. Clarke only looked at Lexa and then back out at the water. She looked like she wanted to ask something but couldn't bring herself to. Shaking her head Lexa walked back inside to change out of her dress. When she came back outside Clarke was still standing in the same spot. Smiling, Lexa wrapped a blanket around the blonde's shoulders. "It's not down there with my phone." She wrapped her arms around the blondes waist and kissed the top of her head. "I didn't get over you that quickly Clarke Griffin."
Finally the blonde turned around in Lexa's arms. "How'd you know that's what I was thinking about?"
"You aren't the only one here who knows the other." Lexa grinned as Clarke rested her head against Lexa's shoulder.
"How long did it take for you to get over me?"
Lexa smiled and looked out at the water as she held Clarke in her arms. "Isn't it obvious? I never really did. I don't think I ever could. When you've had the best you never get over it, you merely make yourself believe that you will. How long did it take you to get over me?"
"About a year." Clarke laughed as Lexa scoffed at her. "I don't really know, when day it just started to hurt less. You seemed happy, happier than I you had been in a long time. That's all I ever wanted for you, Costia was able to give you things I couldn't. That helped me start to move forward. You know that day that I saw you in the hospital my heart was beating out of my chest because I had forgotten how beautiful you are. Which really only pissed me off ten times more. I had been trying so hard to steer clear of your but no matter what you always show up. Whether it's the cover of a magazine as I'm walking to work, or a song on the radio, you're everywhere Lexa Callaway and I can't seem to rid myself of you."
"The world kind of has a plan of its own for us."
"That it does but right now, I have a plan of my own." Lexa knew that spark in Clarke's eyes, even in the midst of darkness. Clarke slid the blanket of her shoulders before slipping out of her dress and pulling Lexa back inside with her. "This time you'll remember sleeping with someone in Greece."
Lexa shook her head at the mischievous grin Clarke had plastered all over her face but she was soon consumed by the half naked woman pushing her down on the bed and crawling on top of her. Clarke Griffin was going to be the death of her.
XOXOLexa woke up and stretched out with a slight yawn. It didn't take her long to realize that the bed was empty. Opening her eyes slowly she saw the sunlight shining in from the balacony where the curtains were open. She propped herself up on her forearm and smiled as she took in the sight. Clear skies, the sun shining, the sea and a beautiful blonde sitting in nothing more than a thin sheet, sketchpad in hand. She wanted to remember this moment forever, this was how she wanted to wake up every morning.
"You're awake." Clarke grinned as she turned her head at hearing movement from inside the hotel room. Standing up she closed her sketch book and made her way back into the room. She kneeled down on the bed, dropping the book on the floor as she crawled the rest of the way up to Lexa. The other woman didn't have a chance to speak as Clarke kissed her, a hand coming up to caress her cheek.
Grinning into the kiss Lexa wrapped an arm around Clarke's waist and pulled her down onto the bed. "Mmm, I'm awake now." She let out once she finally caught her breath.
"Do you remember any of last night?" Clarke asked as she kissed the corner of Lexa's lips.
Lexa smiled and swayed her head back and forth slightly. "It's a little hazy, I could use some reminding."
Clarke narrowed her eyes before leaning her head down and peppering kisses along Lexa's collarbone. "Do you remember that?" Once the goosebumps and butterflies died down slightly Lexa nodded her head in response. "How about this?" She slowly slid her hand the front of Lexa's still naked form under the covers, making sure to let her finger tips linger once they reached the brunette's hip.
"Like I said, it's a little hazey but it seems familiar." Lexa tried to take control of her thoughts but it was becoming more and more difficult the lower Clarke's hand got.
"It seems as though your body remembers," Clarke leaned forward and nipped at Lexa's earlobe before sliding her finger up and down where Lexa needed her most and whispering in her ear, "because you are incredibly wet Commander."
"I think you should keep reminding me so that I never forget again." How she managed to get the words out was a mystery to Lexa but she was so glad she had because Clarke continued to remind her for the next two hours.
XOXO"What are you thinking about?" Clarke asked as she sat down next to Lexa on the beach. She took a hold of her arm and leaned into the brunette before resting her head on her shoulder.
Lexa felt herself relax a little as she rested her head against Clarke's. "You fit into my world so well. I always forget how amazing you are with people. I'm pretty sure you raised more money for charities last night than I did and I'm the damn CEO."
Clarke chuckled softly as she absentmindedly ran her fingers up and down Lexa's arm. "I'm good at schmoozer, it's genetics."
Lexa nodded, remembering how good Jake Griffin was at talking to people. "You're a lot like him, as much as people say you're like your mom, you're a lot like him."
"Oddly enough, so are you." She looked up at Lexa and smiled at her. Clarke knew that outside of her and Abby, Lexa probably missed her father just as much. "Sometimes, I think this is all him. That he's the one guiding me back to you in some evil cosmic way."
"If that's the case then I definitely owe him and it means he doesn't totally hate me."
Clarke laughed. "He could never hate you and try as I might, I never could either."
"You're perfect." Lexa kissed the top of Clarke's head.
All the blonde could do was smile. She'd have to thank Raven for convincing her to go on this trip when she got home.
XOXO"Clarke?" Clarke looked up from where sat at the table to see Costia smiling back at her.
"Costia, hi." She stood up and gave the woman a brief hug, even though it was a little awkward. "Costia this is Kelly and Maya."
"Hi." She reached her hand out and shook both women's hands, her eyes locking with Kelly's a little longer than they probably should have when you first meet someone.
"Are you coming or going?" Clarke asked.
"Going, I was just meeting with a client. Time to go back to the hotel and get some food."
"Please, join us. It is a restaurant after all, no sense in paying for over priced crappy hotel food." Clarke could see the hesitation in Costia before the woman finally sat down in the empty chair at the table.
XOXO"Thank you so much for inviting me for dinner, I was starving. I hate eating in front of clients because I can never actually enjoy the food."
Clarke smiled as the four women walked outside. "No problem, we're all serious about eating, glad we could help."
"I'm this way, I think so thanks again and it was great running into you." Costia grinned as she nodded her head sideways in the direction she was headed.
"I'm headed that way too, I'll walk with you, make sure you get there safe. I'll see you ladies later. Don't get to crazy tonight."
"We won't." They said in unison as they all exchanged hugs.
XOXOA few days later Clarke yawned as she walked out of the on call room. She had been up for nearly twenty four hours and she was attempting to nap when her pager went off. Shaking her head she gave herself one more second before running towards the tenth floor.
Three hours later she walked out of the operating room in a huff and threw her scrub cap into the bin sitting by the door. A minute later she exited the room and shook her head.
"Rough day?" The voice caused her to look up.
"You can say that again, we don't always save them all and everyone you lose is tough. What brings you here? Are you stalking me?"
Costia smiled. "I had business to take care of for the Callaway group since it's a conflict of interests for Lexa."
"I know you can't say but should I be worried about my job?" Clarke laughed as they began to walk in the same direction.
"No, not at all. Not that sort of business."
"You've been in town a few days now, how are you liking New York?" Clarke reached forward and pushed the button for the elevator. She really didn't know why she was being so friendly with Costia but she had a feeling it meant that she was beginning to accept where her and Lexa were at now.
Costia shook her head as she got onto the elevator. "It's beautiful and I see why people find it so charming but it's not for me."
As they stood in the elevator Clarke's phone started to ring, filling the elevator with the sounds of California Love. "Sorry that's Raven, one second." They both laughed and Costia shook her head. "Hey Ray, I'll call your ass back soon, don't blow the world up before then." A pause before Clarke shook her head and hung up her phone. "Sorry."
"No need to apologize, nice ring tone. Biggie?"
Clarke laughed and then realized that Costia was asking her seriously. "Tupac. Not a hip hop fan I take it?"
"I like hip hop but all the modern stuff, Drake, Weeknd, Fetty Wap. I guess I'm a trap queen."
Clarke took a deep breath, a smile still present on her face. "I thought we might have a chance of getting a long but you just threw that out the window."
"Good thing we're in an elevator then."
"And Anya calls me snarky Clarkey, looks like I may have some competition." They both laughed as the elevator came to a stop before opening.
"A and I don't really get a long."
"It's probably because you call her A." Clarke let you without thinking, it hadn't come out rude but felt bad nonetheless.
"She didn't like me before that either." Costia laughed it off, clearly not offended by the statement causing Clarke to sigh in relief.
Clarke shrugged. "Anya doesn't like most people, I'm actually surprised she likes Octavia but they might as well be cut from the same cloth.
"I can definitely see that but I need to get to my next meeting. No rest for the wicked."
"Don't I know it. Have a good rest of your trip."
Costia smiled. "Thanks, you too and I hope your day gets better but you're a brilliant doctor, I'm sure you'll save the next like million."
Clarke chuckled slightly. "I think that's a bit of an exaggeration but a girl can only hope."
XOXO
"Why is Costia in your apartment?" Octavia asked just above a whisper in Clarke's ear as she stood next to her best friend in the kitchen.
Costia was sitting on the couch watching some sort of romantic comedy as Clarke popped some popcorn. "Because she's in town for a really big case and I we ran into each other, a couple of times so I told her to stay here instead of paying for a hotel."
"But Clarke, we don't like her."
Clarke turned to her best friend with a smirk and a shake of her head. "We're growing up and she's pretty cool actually. I think you could like her." Octavia gave her a look. "Okay maybe not but play nice please."
"Have you told Lexa yet?"
"No we haven't really talked in a couple of days, and it's not something I want to text her. Especially while she's 3000 miles away."
"Okay fair and I'll play nice! For now!" She added for good measure.
XOXO
Without meaning to Clarke started dancing from where she sat on the couch next to Octavia as they all watched This Means War. "See I told you that this is you, it's the first thing I said when I watched this for the first time." Octavia threw her hands up as Clarke threw some popcorn at her. "It's true! You dance to this song while you cook all the time!"
For her part Clarke started singing. "If you were from where I'm from then you would know."
"She's right, you were doing those exact moves a couple of hours ago." Costia finally chipped in as she continued to eat the popcorn from the bowl that was sitting in her lap.
"You both can leave!"
"Try living with her for years! All I heard was Motown and old school hip hop and rnb. Now don't get me wrong I'm down for it but the dance parties can be tiring."
"You love the dance parties asshole."
"Whatever." Octavia rolled her eyes. "You still haven't told me about Greece!"
Clarke shot her best friend a look. "It's fine but I definitely want details now. Are you two finally together?" Costia asked so nonchalantly that it almost made the other two women forget that she was once engaged to Lexa.
"There's nothing to tell! We had a weekend away, nothing's changed."
Octavia couldn't help but smile as she watched the grin sweep across Clarke's features. "Oh no, things have changed but whatever you say princess." Clarke gave her the finger before she threw popcorn at Costia and went back to watching the movie.
XOXO
It had been a really long week, with Lexa being away on business, Octavia on day shift, not to mention how busy the hospital had been. She hadn't really slept in the past day or so, she had lost count at this point so she was grateful for the quiet as she laid on the bed in the on call room. She was just about to fall asleep when her pager sounded. Groaning she reached her hand out to grab it before jumping out of bed.
Running out of the room she started a sprint down the hall as she put her hair up into a messy bun. When she got down to the trauma center all she saw was blood. Blood on the floor, blood on the gurney, blood on the paramedics. The second thing she noticed was the lifeless body that the blood had come from. Taking a deep breath she asked the paramedics what happened as she started to get closer.
"Motorcycle accident." That's when she saw brown flowing hair and an all too familiar black jacket. Everything inside her stopped working. She couldn't breathe, couldn't think. All she wanted to do was cry. It wasn't unless she got a glimpse of the stethoscope hanging from her neck that she rushed into action. She steadied her nerves, telling herself that this couldn't be Lexa lying in front of her. On the count of three everyone in the room helped lift the woman onto a proper bed and that's when she heard something fall. Even in the noise of the room she heard something hit the ground. It wasn't until one of the nurses held the object up to her that she saw what it was. A sapphire ring had fallen out of one of the small pockets of the jacket. She knew that ring, it was engraved in her memory forever, she had worn it around for years. It looked differently now, covered in blood.
Clarke froze, completely unable to move, this could not be happening.