Chapter 2
After her intense search about Clarke Griffin on the web, Lexa decided to go to the hospital to observe and learn more about the doctor. She arrived at the hospital’s basement elevators at 7 pm sharp and was already in it about to be on her way to the doctor’s floor when an arm appeared between the doors; preventing it from shutting close completely. When it opens, a panting guy with shoulder length hair; wearing a nice tailor made suit holding a bouquet of flowers in his other hand made his way in. He smiled at her... well more like smirked at her before he realizes that Lexa is going up the same floor as him.
“Oh, we got the same floor.” The man said casually. Lexa ignored him and continues to stare at the closed doors when he looks her way. He must have taken her silence as an invitation to start talking because that’s what he did the whole way up.
“I’m here to see my girlfriend, you know. 3 months of dating and she’s finally accepted my offer to have a dinner out. I mean don’t get me wrong I love hanging out with her. It’s just... I mean eating at the hospital cafeteria and takeouts in her office is fine. But there’s just so much for a guy could take, you know.” He laughs as though meaning it to be a joke. But Lexa’s not finding it funny at all. “She told me before that she hated those cliché gestures like flowers and fancy dinners but now look. She accepted it. I guess all women are the same. They just love to be wine and dined. I think she was just playing hard to get that’s what it is. Well anyway, I’m glad I got her. I guess, she can’t fight my charms.” The guy said with a prideful shrug. But Lexa had stop listening after the ‘wine and dine’ part because a memory suddenly popped up in her mind .
**
“How about we go out for dinner? Let me wine and dine you for once.” Lexa said casually one evening. It earned her a groan and an eye roll from the blonde before she answered her.
"I don’t want those cliché fancy dinner dates Lexa. I would prefer cooking at home and then just snuggle up in front of the TV with you.”
"Oh you mean Netflix and chill? And by cooking, you meant me doing the cooking?” Lexa teases.
"Yes!” The blonde chuckles and then wrapping her arms around the brunette’s neck and pulls her closer before she told her in all seriousness. “I love you, Lexa. And I don’t need fancy dinners for you to impress me. As long as I have you eating dinner with me every night, be it takeouts or my crappy cooking, you being here with me after a long day, that’s enough for me.” Lexa smiles adoringly at the blonde before scooping her up in a bridal style carry.
"Then it’s Netflix and chill it is, my love.” The blonde laughs in delight as she’s being carried to their couch. Lexa then dumps her on it and started kissing her senseless. That night Lexa cooked them dinner and they ate in front of the TV as Clarke mentioned earlier. It was the perfect Netflix and chill date. Even though it’s the way they would end the day, every day, it still felt special to them because it’s their thing.
**
Lexa was broken out of her memory when the elevator dings to a stop on their level. Without another word or acknowledgment, the guy quickly and rudely shoulders pass her out of the elevator. Lexa watches the man leave and decided that she didn’t like him at all. From the way he speaks, Lexa already knew that he’s selfish and so full of himself. She slowly steps out but lingers near the elevator lobby when he saw the guy walking towards the direction of Clarke’s office.
She trails a few feet behind before she found a hidden safe spot near the skywalk bridge where she could remain unseen from them but also gives her a clear view of the couple through the office windows opposite from where she was hiding. There she could see the guy presenting the flowers to Clarke. He then leans down and tried to kiss the blonde on her lips in greeting but the woman turn her face at the last second.
Even though she couldn’t fully remember the blonde, she suddenly felt relief when the man’s kiss ended up on the doctor’s cheek instead. Soon she saw Clarke grabbing her coat and hand bag before switching off her computer and following the guy out of the office. The man offered his arm to the doctor but the blonde pretended to look into her bag and kept walking until the man awkwardly lowers his arm to his side. As they got closer, Lexa looks around for a place to hide. And lucky for her there is a door to the staircase just beside the elevator lobby so she hid inside just as they pass her.
Once the elevator dings and she assumed that the couple got in, Lexa quickly went down the flight of stairs all the way to the basement and took a chance and stayed hidden behind the door. A few seconds later she saw the couple through the square glass on the staircase door, walking towards the man’s silver Mercedes Benz A Class sedan parked near the elevator entrance, Lexa quickly ran to her motorcycle undetected and started it up before following them out of the hospital. She knows that she is downright stalking but she needs to know everything there is to know about the blonde and the guy.
About 20 minutes later, they ended up at a fancy looking restaurant. Once the valet was off to park the guy’s car, they walk up together to the entrance of the restaurant where the host showed the couple to their seats. When Lexa notices that they had the window seat of the restaurant, it makes everything easier for her. So she parked her motorcycle on the opposite side of the restaurant; far enough away that she won’t be noticed easily but clear enough for her to see and observe her targets without restrictions. If Clarke were to pay close attention to her surroundings, she would have easily spotted Lexa on the other side watching her. After all, the guy’s back was facing out the window. But Clarke was too busy looking around the restaurant in discomfort to even notice anything else.
When the waiter brought out their plates, they began eating their meals together. The man was talking animatedly to the blonde while she listens and smiles at the appropriate times but never really seemed to be interested in his story. After about half an hour into their dinner, the man excuses himself to the restroom. Clarke looks downright bored at the whole thing and was mindlessly stirring her drink with the straw. She sighs and finally looks up from her drink to look around the restaurant again before she decided to look out the window.
Lexa saw the blonde turning her sights to the outside so she quickly pulls her hood up over her head. Clarke’s eyesight landed on her figure resting on the motorbike. For the next moment, they were just staring at each other for quite some time when the guy came back and took Clarke’s attention away from her. Lexa decided that it’s enough for the night and got on her bike before starting it up. She could see the blonde taking a few glances her way. So with one final look to the blonde, Lexa speed pass the restaurant and off into the night.
~
Clarke shook her head after she watches the person rode off on their motorcycle and brought her attention back to the man who began talking again as soon as he came back from the restroom.
Finnegan Stuart Collins.
She met Finn about a year ago during one of the Galas her hospital held. He introduces himself and they got to talking. Well... He did most of the talking like always. From then on, he kept appearing at the hospital until one day he decided to ask her out. She rejected his offer every time he asked but she eventually agreed to going out with him because like her mother, he was persistent too.
**
“It’s been 5 years Clarke. You need to move on. Besides, that boy is perfect. He has the charms and the looks. He’s also well off and could provide for you and for my granddaughter.” Abby said. “I remember how I lost your father. Even though I still love him, Marcus came into my life after a few years of me ‘getting back out there’ and we just hit it off. Maybe he could be it for you. You may never know if you don’t try.”
Clarke sighs before acknowledging her mother without looking away from the papers she’s reading in her hands. She’s just so tired at her mother’s persistence. “Yeah well, I don’t just easily fall for another just because that person has the looks, charms or money. I loved her mom. And it will always be her. She’s the love of my life. Always has and always will.”
"It’s alright to love another you know.” Her mother mumbled nonchalantly.
Clarke slams the papers she was looking through on her desk and gave her mother a pointed glare. “You don’t get it do you? Lexa was it for me. My love is only for one and that’s for her. I’m not like you and I never will be like you! So stop pushing me to move on! If you like him so much why don’t you date him instead!”
**
But of course, her mother never stops even after Clarke literally screamed at her to leave her love life alone. Clarke mostly don’t give a damn about what her mother thinks or wants but when it happened almost every chance the woman gets, Clarke gave in with a heavy heart in order to shut her up. She figured that she could show her how uninterested she is in him. Maybe then she will stop pushing. So that’s why she agreed to going out with him. She tried to be as boring as ever so that Finn would not want another date with her, but somehow he too never stopped asking her out. Even though her heart is not into it, she just smiles at his gestures anyway.
He is a nice man but may be oblivious to things. There is no doubt that other girls would fall for his sweet charms but not Clarke. She tolerated him. That’s all there is to it. On the first date, he mentioned that he is an assistant to a very rich boss who he never mentioned the name of or the company he was working for. He claimed that his boss is a private man. That’s why he sent him to the Gala to scope for any potential project for them to invest their money on. But what Clarke didn’t know was that she has always been the target from the beginning.
It bothered her at first about not knowing much about his job or his boss. Every time she asked, he would just brush the subject off like it wasn’t important. Well Clarke notices that he owns three different gold Rolex watches and he wears a pristine tailor made three piece suits every time they meet. So it does points out to her of him being a man with secrets.
Although he may not talk much about his work, he is suspiciously interested in hers though. Even when his boss could be a potential investor, she never trusted him since he never tells her much about the company he’s working for or his boss. So she never told him anything about her work in return, even when he insisted. Quite frankly she was finding his insistence rather annoying nowadays.
Like tonight for instance; expensive dinners in a fancy restaurants was never in Clarke’s list. But he does what he does best; insist politely. He never pays attention to her or her discomforts. He just... insists. She remembered how Lexa was when she doesn’t want to be wined and dined. Instead they settled with dinner at home in front of the TV. But ever since Lexa passed, she still do continued the tradition but with Madi instead since having date nights with her 5 year old, is way more precious than this.
It’s been about 3 months since she first accepted his offer to a date. She wouldn’t call it dating but she knew it in his mind that this is a date to him. At first he was fine when Clarke mentioned that she doesn’t like going out for romantic dinners. But the longer they kept seeing each other, the more relentless he became. So she ended up agreeing; just this once. But now that she’s sitting here before him in this fancy restaurant tonight, she couldn’t help but regret agreeing to this dinner. So after an hour more of just Finn talking about whatever it is he's talking about, Clarke finally decided to call it a night.
“Finn, I think I wanna go home now.” Clarke started saying casually. But in truth she was getting more and more anxious being at the restaurant.
Finn looks down on his wrist watch and pouts, “Awh babe it’s just 10 pm. The night is still young.”
“I know. But I have a 5 year old to get home to, remember?” The blonde answers with a soft sigh. He smiles at her but decided to change the subject so he could get her to stay longer.
“I remember. Speaking of your 5 year old, when am I going to finally meet this daughter of yours hm? I’m starting to think that she’s just an imaginary child you made up so that you wouldn’t have to stay out longer with me.” He teases innocently; a smile still plastered on his face, thinking that it will soften Clarke’s reaction.
To be honest, the idea of introducing her daughter to another person made Clarke very uncomfortable. Her daughter is Lexa’s child and her late wife never got the chance to meet their baby girl. And it somehow doesn’t feel right for someone else to have that first meeting with her daughter.
“I already told you that she’s not comfortable meeting new people.” That part is true though and Clarke was beginning to get more uncomfortable by the second.
“We’ve been dating for 3 months Clarke. After all, if I’m going to be in your life, don’t you think that it’s time that she get used to me being around?” Finn presses on unaware of Clarke’s uneasiness. “I mean every time you came over to my place, you never stay over because of your daughter. I get it, I do but when I offered to come over to yours, you pushed away that idea without even considering it.”
Clarke sighs. She knew where this is heading and she could already see the argument coming the moment he mentioned wanting to meet her daughter. You see, Clarke never told Finn about Lexa. The only thing she told him was that Madi’s other parent is not in their lives anymore. She felt selfish when it comes to Lexa and the only people who knew what happened to her wife were their mothers and her best friends; Raven and Octavia and Lincoln and Anya, who are Lexa’s best friends.
She never told anyone else even her close colleagues at work. But they eventually found out about it because her mother couldn’t keep her mouth shut. Clarke was so pissed off that she screamed at her mother when the woman dropped by her office. Of course her mother acted like she wasn’t in any wrong. But by then, looks of pity were already directed her way whenever she’s around and Clarke hated it.
So she felt like Finn doesn’t deserve to know either even if, (and it’s a big if) she ends up with him for the long run. “Look Clarke, I just thought that maybe your daughter and I could get to know each other. Who knows, maybe she’ll like me.” Finn tries with a gentler tone hoping that he could persuade Clarke to agree but it doesn’t.
“Can you just drop it Finn. I wanna go home to her. And I’m her mother and I know my daughter. When I say that she’s not ready, she’s not. So stop asking me about it.” Clarke said as calmly as she could but Finn was starting to get annoyed.
“Why are you so worked up about it huh? I just wanna meet her and get to know her. It’s not like her dad is coming back.” He scoffed and starts again. “You know what I think? I think he’s an asshole and a coward for leaving the both of you. He doesn’t even have the decency to visit his kid. What kind of a father is he anyway?” He reaches across the table for Clarke’s hands and held it in his. Clarke let him because she was too distracted by the boiling anger in her chest.
“I could give your daughter everything he never could. I will treat her like she’s my own flesh and blood. I can be a better father to her and I will always be there if she needed me. I could also provide you with all the love and wealth that you deserve.” He tried to win Clarke’s heart by saying those sweet things but all he was doing was say the wrong things. When he was done talking and was looking pleadingly into Clarke’s eyes, the blonde removed her hands from his grasp.
All the while her anger brewed in her as she listens to this man degrading the memory of her sweet loving Lexa without even knowing anything about her. He was surprised when Clarke pulled her hands away from him before he sighed in annoyance. But his annoyance is nothing compared to the fury Clarke is feeling. She grabs the napkin from her lap and threw it on the table.
“First things first. Madi’s other parent was her mother; my wife and I loved her.” Clarke begins.
“Whatever. I don’t see her making an effort to stay in your daughter’s life. Do you?” Finn interrupts while shrugging his shoulders as he leans back into his chair and took his wine glass and sipped on it; unbothered by Clarke’s reaction.
Clarke scoffs before she shook her head in disbelief and telling this next part loud and clear for everyone in the restaurant to hear. “When I told you that her other parent aren’t in our lives anymore, has it ever occurred to you that they can’t because they’re dead?” Finn’s eyes widen and he mumbles a curse under his breath when he realizes that he had made a huge mistake in assuming that Madi’s other parent was still alive and was just a douche for leaving them. And by now it had already gathered the attention of the rest of the diners around them. Clarke just nodded her head and scoffed again, “Yeah, she died 6 months before our daughter was born. But you never knew that did you?”
“You know why? Because I never told you. I never told anyone because she was mine. But since you like to assume shit about people you don’t know, so here it is. Her name was Alexandria Jasmin Griffin-Woods; First Lieutenant of the Marine Corp. Her serial number was 206307316. She was 28 years old when she died while on active duty. It was supposed to be her last tour before she could come home for good and be by my side through my pregnancy with her child. I never talk to you about her because I don’t like to share her or her story to anyone else. And for you to say all those things about her without even knowing a glimpse of her just proves about what kind of a man you truly are. And thankfully I never have to introduce my daughter to you ever because we’re done.”
“You can’t just break up with me because I made false assumption about her. I don’t mean that it’s right but... you never told me anything about her in the first place. How was I supposed to know she died?” He said trying to salvage whatever damage he had done.
“Firstly, we were never together. What we had was just casual hang outs and dinner.” Clarke points to the table. “If you think that we’re together as in dating each other, that’s all on you because you assumed we were. So there’s nothing really to break between us. Secondly, even if I didn’t tell you about her, what gives you the right to just degrade her like that? You just straight up assumed that she was a bad person because she was missing from mine and my daughter’s life. If a person like you, who would be so quick into believing the bad in people first without knowing the whole truth about them, then it explains everything about you. And I wouldn’t want my daughter anywhere near a person like you.”
“So that’s it? You’re just going to leave?” Finn asks with a hint of frustration.
“Yes.” Clarke grabs her handbag and drops a couple of notes before getting up and leaving. The rest of the diners shook their heads at Finn who just look pissed for being stared at. He drops a few bills on the table as well before he got up and left the restaurant in anger.
His anger was towards the fact that he was humiliated in front of those diners and that he had just wasted his time with trying to get her to trust him enough to share her progress with him regarding her project she’s currently working on. Now that she had ‘broken’ up with him, how else was he supposed to get the project from her? He picked up his phone and dialled his boss’ number.
“We have a problem.” Finn said to the receiver before sighing in defeat.
~
Clarke got home with a sigh and was greeted by her mother-in-law who was waiting up for her in the living room while watching the TV. Without saying a word, the blonde went to the couch and slumped into the older woman’s arms.
“That bad huh?” Aria said as she kisses the top of her head.
“He degraded her memory without even knowing about her.” Clarke said with a sigh. “How the hell did my own mother do this after she lost my dad?”
“Well, sometimes people do that because either they try to get over the pain faster or... they were never really in love with the other person.”
“I’d like to think it’s the latter.” Clarke mumbles nonchalantly. “Have you ever tried after...” The blonde decided to ask after a moment of silence.
“I tried once and I never tried again. I guess when you love someone so much and you were loved in return with as much intensity as you gave them, you realized that there will never be someone else to take over the role that they have left behind. Besides, I had Lexa. And I devoted my time into raising her.” Aria answers truthfully.
“That’s exactly how I felt. But my mother never tried to understand that.” Clarke replies but Aria only hums her acknowledgement. Sometimes she herself couldn’t understand why Abby is just... Abby.
“Well, for what it’s worth, I’m glad that my daughter had you. And you, dear one,” Aria begins to say as she gently cups the blonde face so that she could look into those blue eyes, “is the best daughter-in-law a mother could ever asked for. So thank you for loving my daughter then and thank you for loving my daughter still.” With that, the older woman kissed the blonde’s forehead before Clarke drops her head on the woman’s shoulder again.
They sat like that for a little while more before Aria decided that it was time for bed. Clarke follows the woman upstairs but made a detour to her little girl’s room. She steps into the room and saw the girl in a deep sleep, so she leans down and kisses the girl on her head before kneeling by the bed.
“I love you little one. Don’t you ever forget that.” She whispers before giving her daughter another kiss and then slowly made her way out of the room.
She did her usual routine of showering and putting on her pyjamas before she walks to the closet and grabs her wife’s favourite sweat shirt. Even though her smell is long gone, Clarke still slept with it every night without fail. As she lays on Lexa’s side of the bed, she turns to the picture of her smiling wife on the night stand and gave it a kiss before whispering an ‘I love you and I miss you’ to it.
And with that, she switches off the night light and snuggles into the sweat shirt before falling asleep with her wife’s beautiful face in her mind.
~
The next night when Lexa went to the hospital again, she stood at the same spot she did the evening before where she could see Clarke clearly through the office windows. When she arrived, she saw that the man from last night was already in the office with the doctor. And it seemed to her that they are having a very heated argument in there. She could see the man getting frustrated when she saw how the blonde verbally fought back. He then turns his back on the blonde and the next thing she knew, the blonde was stunned silent while holding her face in shock. It is then that she realizes that Finn had just backhanded the doctor.
Lexa gritted her teeth and was about to make her move when she saw two men wearing black army fatigues with the organization’s logo on it coming from the other end of the hallway. “72 hours my ass.” Lexa mumbles to herself. She knew that Clarke is in a lot of trouble. So if she is going to make her move, now would be the time.
As she was walking towards the office herself, she could see the men trying to apprehend the doctor but the blonde was being difficult. She only stopped struggling when Finn pointed a gun to her face. When Lexa was stood just outside of the office door, she pulls her hood over her head. As the door was opening, Lexa kicked it open; cracking it down the middle and fully hitting the person behind the door on the face with it. The sound of a loud crack could be heard indicating to her that she had definitely broken his nose before the body thudded to the carpet covered floor. The broken nosed man groans in pain on the floor while the rest were just too stunned to do anything. But by the time the second man reacted, Lexa was already charging towards him before landing a punch to his throat. Finn was frozen in place for a moment but when he snaps out of his reverie, he reaches out for Clarke and held her in front of him as a human shield while holding a gun to the blonde’s head. Lexa fought the two soldiers and knocked them out before facing the man behind Clarke.
“I don’t know what you think you’re doing but you had just messed with the wrong people asshole!” Finn said in a threatening manner. “And if you come any closer, I will blow her brains out, I swear!” He presses the barrel of the gun to the whimpering blonde’s temple to prove his point.
“No you won’t. You still need her. And if you kill her, how else will you get what you came here for?” Lexa answers calmly with a low quiet voice. Her voice was a bit rough since she was shot in the neck on her last tour. But the voice seemed familiar to the blonde but it can't be because the person is dead and this voice sounds a bit rougher than the one she remembered. So it can't be. Can it?
“What... How did you... Who are you?” Finn stutters in surprise confusion.
“I guess you’re not the only one they sent.” Lexa said while Finn frowns at the knowledge.
Lexa could see the shock and scared look on Clarke’s face when she realizes that Lexa was also after her project. ‘Why does everyone wants it? It’s just medicine.’ The blonde thought in her mind. The brunette soldier raises her hands up slowly, showing the guy that she was unarmed. And when he was distracted enough, Lexa took out a throwing knife from her left sleeve and threw it right through his hand that was holding the gun.
The piercing pain on his hand made him drop his gun and loosen his hold on the blonde doctor who manages to use that moment to get away from him. He clutches his injured hand to his chest as he grunts in pain. Lexa then step towards him and forcefully pulls the knife out from his hand before elbowing him to his face; knocking him out and finally silencing him.
Clarke fell down on her butt by her desk as she whimpers in fear. When Lexa looked her way, she cower further back away from her. Lexa could already see the bruise forming on the blonde’s bottom lip from the backhand slap she received earlier. The brunette then took a step closer to the whimpering blonde but Clarke cowers more and began to silently sob. Lexa didn’t mean to scare her so she kneels down slowly before her and made eye contact with the blonde. She sighed before making the decision to slowly push her hood back to show the doctor the person underneath the hood.
If the picture from the Instagram is any indication of Clarke’s familiarity with her, the blonde should be able to trust her to let her help. Once the hood is down, Clarke’s whimpers halted when she saw who the person is beneath the hood. It was clearly supposed to be impossible because the woman before her was dead. The Major himself came to the house and delivered the news to her personally. They even held a funeral for her.
“L-Lexa...? H-How...” Clarke stutters in disbelief. Suddenly a collage of memories of the blonde whispering and saying that name with so much love flashes through Lexa’s mind.
'Lexa, I love you... Lex, I miss you... I love you, Lex... You are my world Lexa... Lexa... Lexa... Lexa...’
Lexa shook her head and brought herself back to reality. Her vision slowly cleared up and she was met with the blonde’s look of disbelief and a hint of concern. The brunette didn’t answer the blonde’s question but only offers her hand to her. But when Clarke hesitated, Lexa finally speaks.
“I know that this is a lot to take in but I need you to come with me before they wake up.” Lexa said as she points to the unconscious men lying around in the office floor. But when she saw the doctor looking unsure, she added with a gentler tone. “Please...” Clarke’s hand shook when she reaches out to the brunette’s offered hand. Lexa then told her to get every paper work she had on her project she’s working on but the blonde told her that all of her work is securely locked on the 13th floor in her lab. So after Clarke grabs her coat, her phone and her bag, Lexa told her to lead the way as she follows after her.
Lexa pulls her hood back over her head as she was being led to another hallway on the other side of the building where a ‘personnel only’ elevator is located. Nurse Harper suddenly came from around the corner and saw a hooded person following behind the blonde doctor as they were walking towards her direction. But before she could say anything, Clarke forced a smile and told the nurse that the person is with her. Nurse Harper hesitantly nodded and watches them enter the personnel elevator together before the door closes. The nurse who had a bad feeling about it, decided to call Abby and inform her of the situation as she walks towards the direction of the blonde doctor’s office to get to the visitors elevator lobby but slowed her steps when she saw men groaning on the floor of Clarke’s office. She quickly got to the main elevator lobby and pressed the buttons in a panic as she saw the men walked out of the office and towards the direction where Clarke went to.
As Clarke and Lexa got to the right level, the blonde quickly led them to her lab before tapping her key card on the reader outside the door. Once the light turns green, the both of them quickly enters the room. “Do you have every progress of your work saved on hard copies?” Lexa asked.
“Yes, why?” Clarke answered almost hesitantly. Without replying to the blonde, Lexa sat down on one of the computers and begins typing on the keyboard. Clarke was stunned silent at the brunette’s typing speed because the wife that she used to know is never this familiar with a computer. And before she could comprehend what Lexa was doing, the computers started freezing before shutting itself down.
“What did you just do?” Clarke asked; surprised.
“I put a virus on the computers so they won’t be able to retrieve anything from it.” Lexa answers nonchalantly before looking around the place. “I’m gonna have to ask you to dispose everything and anything in this lab.” Lexa pointed around the lab. “Every progress you’ve made physically, you need to dispose it all. I’m sorry but it’s the only way to not let them get their hands on your work.”
“Why can’t we just let them have a go at it?” Clarke asked getting frustrated at everything that’s been happening. One day everything was fine and the next? People are trying to kill her to get their hands on her work.
“Because. You’re doing all of this for the benefits of the injured, the wounded and the sick. If those men have their hands on your work, they will give it to their superior and they are going to weaponize it.” Lexa said seriously.
“How do you know all this?”
“Now’s not the time. But I will explain as soon as we get to a safe place.” Clarke sighs before doing what Lexa told her to. She disposes everything and made sure there was nothing left. And once everything was cleared, they got to the nearest exit staircase and hurriedly went down each step to the parking basement. Lexa held the blonde’s hand all the way until they made it to the brunette’s motorcycle.
“Wait... You were by the restaurant last night weren’t you?” Clarke asked when she notices that the brunette’s motorcycle was the same one that was outside the restaurant the night before. Lexa remained silent as she proceeded to give her helmet to the blonde and helped her strap it on. Lexa wordlessly got on the bike then started it up and waited until Clarke was settle in behind her.
“Hold on tight to me.” Lexa told the blonde over her shoulder. Clarke took a second to process what Lexa said before she hesitantly wraps her arms around the brunette’s waist to hold on.
After 5 years, this was the closest she had to holding onto her supposedly dead wife again. And as the bike started making its way out from the hospital’s parking lot, Clarke savoured this moment and rests her head on the brunette’s back. She closes her eyes and begins the process in her mind of what had just happened earlier.