"I told you that you were a fucking idiot." Anya rolled her eyes as she sipped on a glass of wine. She was lounging on Lexa's couch after a long shift as Lexa told her about everything that had happened in the past week.

"You're telling me you knew she was well off?"

A loud roar of laughter filled the apartment as Anya leaned her head back, practically in tears. "You dumb fuck of course I knew. I lived with her for years." Finally leaning her head up and catching her breath she saw that her best friend was standing in the kitchen, hand on her hip looking less than impressed. "What?"

"How did you let me do this? Especially if you knew the entire time that I was being absurd and that her opinion wouldn't change because she's somewhat used to it?"

Rolling her eyes Anya finally sat up and set her wine glass on the table. "For one, before I could stop you, you already did it. For another you're an adult who makes her own decisions and you wouldn't have listened to me anyways because you're stubborn and scared of actually feeling like someone could hurt you."

"I hate you." Lexa let out as she slumped down next to her best friend on the couch.

"It's because I'm right." Anya gave her friend a pat on the back and picked her wine glass back up. "Have you tried talking to her since the party?"

"I called, she didn't answer."

Shaking her head Anya couldn't help but feel slightly bad for her best friend, the girl was a mess, even though she deserved it. "I can't say I blame her, you did practically abandon her and she has abandonment issues. Try going by Jake's?"

Lexa let out a loud sigh as she reached forward and picked up the half empty bottle of wine. "Nope, I didn't want to bother her at work."

"It isn't bothering her if you're just there to eat and study." With that Anya finished her glass and set it down on the table. "I'm going to go to bed, wake me up in the morning with pancakes, or French toast, I'll let you choose since I got to spend my night off here, with your dumb ass instead of with Gus."

XOXO

Lexa left the French toast on a plate in her kitchen for Anya, knowing the woman would sleep in 'til well-passed noon. Instead of waiting for her friend to wake up she decided to take her advice and head down to Jake's. Besides really wanting to see Clarke, she had a tonne of reading to get through and sadly it wasn't going to do it on its own. She certainly wasn't going to graduate law school on her good looks so the reading had to get down.

She took a deep breath before opening the front door of Jake's. It was busy as per usual and the smell of fresh coffee consumed her senses. "Hey Lex, sit anywhere, I'll get you a coffee." She heard Lincoln tell her and as if he was on autopilot. She found herself a seat as she searched the room for the blonde she was dying to see.

Three hours, and two chapters later, Lexa had yet to see Clarke. Which was something she was quite unhappy about. That and it had taken her three hours to read two chapters because she kept looking up in hopes to see if Clarke had walked in. "She's not here." Looking up, somewhat startled she shook her head as she watched Octavia sit down in the chair across from her.

"I can see that, I'm just here to read anyways."

Octavia laughed as she shook her head. It was clearly more obvious that the only reason Lexa was really there was to see Clarke, despite what she was trying to tell herself. "Yeah, we don't both believe that. Heard about the big secret, your family being kind of business royalty and all. None of us care Callaway, we liked you for you, that is until you up and hurt my bestie."

"Here to kill me Blake? If so please do it with the text book before my exam, so I don't have to endure the torture of taking it for nothing." The smile that crept across her face wasn't on purpose and she knew that Octavia was partially ready to kill her.

"Seems you're doing a good job beating yourself up, so I don't have to. Which is a good thing because I am exhausted! Criminal justice is not as fun as it sounds, then again you probably know that, it was your double major right?"

Lexa nodded. "Yes, it was. Why am I getting the feeling this is going somewhere?"

"You help me study, I'll help you get back into Clarke's good books, and believe me you need all the help you can get. I like you Lex but not more than I love Clarke. I just so happen to think you guys would be really good together. You need a girl like her and she needs someone like you. Her ex was a total douche who I couldn't stand because he cared more about his hair than anything else."

Raising an eyebrow at Octavia's comment Lexa couldn't help but laugh. She knew Finn wasn't nearly as bad as Octavia was making it seem. Clarke had told her the whole story one night over a pint, or two of ice cream. They had bonded over thinking they had found the love of their lives before realizing how wrong they had been. Both women had agreed that night that they were eternally grateful for how they ended up where they were and the lessons they had learned along the way.

"I'll help you study but when it comes to Clarke, I need to fix it on my own but I have a feeling you knew I'd say that." Octavia smiled, and Lexa got the overwhelming feeling that she had just said the right thing to the right person. It hadn't been intentional but that was probably the point. "You don't actually need help do you?"

"Ha, no. I'm passing with flying colours, you and Clarkey aren't the only smart ones around here."

"Raven been doing your homework again?"

Octavia's eyes narrowed and Lexa could only sit back in her chair with a grin on her face. "No, she's too busy trying not to blow up our apartment with all the shit she builds. I've been telling her it's against code but it seems to spur her on. Good luck with Clarke Kent, and don't screw up again Lex Luthor or I will have you killed, with Anya's help."

"Is that what you've taken to calling me?"

"That among other things, I'll see you later. Good luck with battling the text book."

XOXO

Lexa was starting to feel defeated, so very defeated and it wasn't a feeling she particularly liked. Then again who really would like that feeling. She had gone to Jake's every day and had yet to even catch a glimpse of Clarke. She refused to ask Lincoln if she was there, though she could tell every time she walked in and he gave her a sad look that she wasn't. The only positive was that she was three chapters ahead in her torts class, which was saying something because she absolutely loathed that class.

Deciding to call it a day she strolled out of Jake's and back towards her house to drop off her textbooks before heading to the grocery store. It was time she got back to eating properly and not living off day old pizza, mozzarella sticks and kraft macaroni and cheese.

Even though she had bought a box or two of cookies and a bag of chips she figured the kale and other leafy greens that she got along with them made up for the junk food. As she made her way to the checkout she started to quietly hum the words of the Stevie Wonder song that was playing over the stores radio. It was then that she felt a gentle, soft hand touch her arm ever so slightly.

Before she had time to react she was caught off guard. "Ally" Her heart stopped in her chest. She'd know that voice anywhere, especially since there were only a small handful of people that ever called her Ally. Taking a deep breath she turned around and was met with one of the happiest smiles she had ever seen.

"Mrs. Griffin?"

"Oh gosh honey, you know to call be Abby." Moments later she was engulfed in a tight hug. "Clarke told me that you two had run into each other and that she had had dinner with your parents. I was hoping I'd run into you while I was around on vacation."

"What better place then a supermarket." Lexa laughed as she started to put her items onto the conveyor belt.

Smiling Abby watched as Lexa started to pay for her groceries. "You know what's better than kale smoothies for dinner?"

"Everything?" She couldn't help but grin as Abby gave her a look that meant she was absolutely right.

"My double stuffed potatoes, come over for dinner tonight at Clarke's place. I'm actually going to cook because she's been cramming, her head is so far in her textbook that it can't be healthy."

"I couldn't, thank you so much for the offer. Though I'd love to take you out for a coffee or something before you need to go back to cooking if you have the time. It'd be really nice to catch up."

Unbeknownst to Lexa that was a huge mistake because by the end of their coffee's Abby had convinced Lexa to come over for dinner. She had tried her hardest to come up with an excuse but it was really hard for her to say no to the woman sitting across from her. Especially with the megawatt grin the woman was currently giving her.

XOXO

The doorbell ringing brought Clarke out of her daze as she sat on the couch with a glass of wine. Her mother had taken much longer than expected at the grocery store, which she was almost thankful for because it meant she had more time to study without her mother watching over her shoulder.

"I'll get it." She yelled towards her mother in the kitchen and was already at the door before Abby could stop her. "And please stop trying to 'juju on that beat'…" She trailed off as she opened the door and came face to face with Lexa. She was stunned and had no idea what to say. Mostly because Lexa Callaway was standing in her doorway, her mother was trying to bring back her youth and Lexa Callaway was wearing yoga pants and an oversized sweater, her hair in a messy bun and it was getting harder to breathe. She wanted to close the door and act like she wasn't there but she was frozen, so frozen she should have been in a Disney movie.

"Ah, Ally thank you for coming." Abby said as she moved passed Clarke and held the door open further so that Lexa could come in. "I ran into Lexa at the grocery store, which is why it took me so long. Not that you were worried about my well-being and I invited her to dinner. Hope that's alright but I figured since you two are back in each others lives that it'd be cool. I just can't get over how grown up you've gotten."

"Hi, I brought wine and a small bottle of moonshine," Lexa whispered the last part as Abby moved back into the kitchen. Clarke was still standing there speechless. "I tried to text you, to warn you but you didn't get back to me so I wasn't she what to do and frankly your mom scares me a little. Always has."

"You remembered my mom?"

Lexa let out a nervous chuckle as she slipped her coat off and set put it in the closet out of habit before realizing what she had just done. "Sorry, and yes of course, she really hasn't changed much. Plus once she called me Ally it was a dead give away. Only two people ever really called me that."

Clarke nodded. "My parents?"

"Yeah. I'll just go put these in the kitchen and let you get back to cramming." It was extremely hard for Lexa to will her legs to move, mostly because it was hard to look away from the blonde in front of her. Clarke's only response was to nod, her quiet evening of studying just took an interesting turn into the unknown.

XOXO

There had been a lot of reminiscing over dinner and a lot of Abby making fun of both girls and all the shenanigans they used to get into as children. They had all laughed at the stories and Lexa was thankful that it hadn't been too awkward but maybe that was because Abby could sense the tension and tried to lighten it up. Whatever it was though, Lexa was grateful. Once dinner was done Lexa had insisted that she would clean since Abby had cooked but the older Griffin was having none of it.

"I'm sorry again about all of this, I didn't mean to surprise you with it." Lexa said softly, just loud enough for Clarke to hear.

Clarke waved her hand. "It's fine, I know what my mother is like. I haven't seen her laugh that much in a long time so it's nice. She really loves you, I'm sure I'll be getting the 'you should be more like Lexa' talk quite frequently now."

Lexa shook her head with a laugh. "She wouldn't want you to be a lawyer. I think it makes her proud that you want to be a doctor like she is. Especially since you've always been a lot more like your dad."

"You remember him pretty well."

"I do, I could never forget. He used to cheer louder than my dad at all my games but I'll let you get back to your studying. I should probably be doing some of that myself."

"You don't have to leave so soon." Clarke let out, her voice cracking slightly.

Lexa couldn't help but smile. "I really appreciate that but I do have an early class in the morning I can't sleep through. I'll see you around Clarke."

"See you around."

XOXO

"You're being overly stubborn again."

Shaking her head as she looked up from her textbook Clarke saw her mother standing with one hand on her hip and the other holding a glass of wine. "What? I have this test tomorrow, I need to make sure I ace it."

She saw her mother roll her eyes before she looked back down at her book. "Not about your exam. About Lexa. That girl is crazy about you and I'm crazy about her, always have. Liz and I always talked about our kids either being best friends are getting married. Since you two both, you know, swing the same way she's a catch."

Taking a deep breath Clarke relented and closed her book. Taking her glasses off she set them on the coffee table in front of her. "For starters why am I being stubborn and what is it you think you know that you probably don't? We've gone over you interfering with my dating life or lack there of. Also please refrain from using terms like swing the same way." She could barely get the last part out without laughing.

"A mother always knows and you not so secretly look at her the way you look at a tub of Ben and Jerry's."

Clarke rubbed her temples; her mother was something special that was for sure. "You're hearting my head more than studying. We were friends, and maybe had kind of a thing but she lied to me about who she was so we never left the ground."

Abby reached out and put a supportive hand on her daughter's knee. "Lexa hasn't always had it easy. Her parents are wealthy as I'm sure you're well aware of now. Imagine how many people have tried to cozy up to their daughter for their own self-gain. I do not for a second think she thought you would be one of those people the Callaway's are very good with trusting the right people."

"They trusted you and dad so I don't know about that." She tried to joke but her mother shook it off.

"I'm serious Clarke. If I know Lexa and her family, which I just so happen to, I can tell you they are not the selfish type. Did you know Lexa got a full ride and turned it down because she said she could afford to pay her tuition and that it should be given to someone who couldn't so that they could have the same opportunity that she would have regardless? She wrote and entire essay about it. I'd bet my medical career that the only reason she didn't tell you everything was because she didn't want you to think of her any differently, that she was another stuck up rich girl."

"Oh did you two get that deep over coffee?"

"No smart ass, her mother and I got that deep over a skype chat and two bottles of merlot. So stop being so stubborn and see it from her side two. Plus she's been at the Boathouse all week hoping to catch a glimpse of you. Which I know because Lincoln told me." Abby smiled triumphantly as she watched the gears turn in her daughter's head. "Life doesn't always give you second chances, or third chances. When it does we shouldn't waste it. I'm not saying you two need to start dating but a couple months ago every time you said her name I could hear the smile in your voice, as a mother that's all you want for your kids, for them to be healthy and extraordinarily happy. I'm going to bed though, all that cooking tired me out."

"You literally have done almost twenty hour surgeries."

Abby let out a fake yawn as she got up with and fake stretched. Clarke knew she was purposely leaving her alone in order to let her words sink in.

XOXO

"My mom says I look at you like I look at Ben and Jerry's. Which is pretty impressive because I love Ben and Jerry's and I can only imagine the looks I give tubs of it are pretty epic. So she gave me this long uncomfortable talking to before after dinner the other night and I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. Mostly because I think our moms are like some super tag team that should be illegal. You know like Superman and Batman once they get over their issues with each other. You know some serious Justice League crap, which before you ask about remember who my friends are and that I do love to draw and comics have amazing graphics. Now I'm just completely rambling and none of this makes any sense because it's…" She looks down at her watch in the quick second it takes her to inhale. She had it all figured out, everything she was going to say but then Lexa opened the door. Her hair a mess, half asleep expression on her face and cute little pajama shorts. "Three o'clock in the morning, and I just I had to get this out because I haven't been able to sleep because of it. I am still so god damn mad at you but more than being mad I miss you. Which ends up pissing me off even more but here I am taking our mothers advice because maybe their right. Maybe it's some sign that you keep ending up back in your life." Once she was done she stood there trying to catch her breath as Lexa stood in front of her without saying a word. "I'm just gonna let you go back to sleep. Goodnight Lex."

As she turned to walk away she felt a gentle hand reach out, finger tips brushing over her wrist pulled her back until she was in Lexa's arms. A second later she was being pulled into the apartment and the door was closing behind her but Lexa still hadn't said a word. Then Lexa held up a finger signaling for her to wait before she disappeared for a minute. Clarke was about say something when she felt Lexa's lips brush over hers. It took her brain a moment to process what was happening before she finally kissed her back.

"Did you just go and brush your teeth?" She asked with a smile once they parted ways.

Lexa shrugged with a goofy tired grin on her face. "Possibly."

"You're lucky you're so cute you know that? I was having a heart attack."

"Good thing we have a medical professional here then."

Clarke laughed. "I'm not a fancy medical professional yet."

"Hmm, wasn't talking about you. I was talking about myself, I am first aid trained after all."

"Oh is that so?"

Lexa nodded before helping Clarke out of her coat. "It is."

"I should really let you get back to sleep though, gotta make sure you're well rested for the next life you have to save."

"Only if you're coming back to bed with me. It's cold."

Clarke raised an eyebrow and bit the corner of her lip. "Maybe you should wear a little more clothes to bed then."

"Body heat is a much better way to warm up."

"Coming from a medical professional it must be true, better lead the way so you don't die of hypothermia."

XOXO

Octavia opened the door to Clarke's apartment and found it strange when she didn't smell any coffee."Clarke! Get your ass up, I want breakfast." No response. "Clarke! Don't you have class in like an hour?" She threw the girls bedroom open only to find that she wasn't there.

"Looking for something?" Clarke asked as Octavia jumped so high she nearly hit the ceiling.

"Yeah, you, what the fuck?" Clarke shrugged as she took her jacket off and walked into the kitchen. "Holy shit, you were out all night! Where the hell did you go?"

"To talk to Lexa, my mom was right I was being overly stubborn."

"Clearly you two kissed and made up then. How was it? I feel like she'd be really good in bed, like really good."

Clarke was sure she couldn't roll her eyes any more. "She's really good in bed, great actually. Best cuddler I've ever had the pleasure of cuddling with." She wiggled her eyebrows as Octavia gave her the finger. "Seriously though, we kissed and damn." Clarke couldn't help but to exhale happily as she remembered the previous nights events. "Then we cuddled, I kind of woke her up and I definitely didn't want to get up this morning but she had class and I have class soon. So get the hell out and go tell Raven so you can both annoy me later."

TBC….