Tell Me
“Someone has definably been helping Aaron. He was still in jail during some of these damn pictures. We need to find whoever it is because when I get ahold of them they’re going to be wishing they were in hell,” Lexa angrily huffed as she stormed out the room.
All Lexa could feel was anger. The unchecked rage boiled to the surface as she slammed the front door open causing the dingy windows of the house to rattle. Lexa took deep, calming breathes as she paced on the concrete sidewalk in front of the house.
Why? Why did this happen? Lexa could understand why they wanted to come after her but why Clarke? She was an innocent in all of this. She didn’t ask for this. Lexa gripped her head tightly as her anger only grew with each thought. Right before she could let out a raging scream, Lexa felt a pair of hands rest on top of her shoulders. Lexa looked up into the dark eyes of Indra who gave her a concerned look.
“Lexa, I know this is upsetting, but letting them get to you like this isn’t going to help you any. You need to stay focused and remember why we’re here. We need to see if there is anything I may have missed that connects Aaron to anyone. We need to find the son of a bitch behind this.”
Lexa took another deep breath through her nose before nodding at Indra,“You’re right. Let’s get looking then.” Indra gave Lexa a proud smirk before leading Lexa back into the house in search of any clues that Indra may have missed.
Lexa groaned as she dropped a piece of paper from one of the many case files that were strewn across the small desk in Aaron’s room. After almost three hours of searching the house from top to bottom, they were still unable to uncover any leads. Leaving the desk, Lexa made her way out the room and down the hall to where Bellamy was searching in the room filled with pictures.
“Hey, Bellamy, you find anything yet?”
Bellamy shuffled around some pictures that laid a small table in the corner of the room before looking over his shoulder at Lexa,“I think so. Some of these photos look like they were taken at Grounders when all of us were out celebrating.”
“Let’s see them,” Lexa said as she held out a hand to Bellamy.
Bellamy placed a few pictures in her hand and fell silent for a few minutes as Lexa studied them. The pictures unmistakably featured Clarke and Lexa dancing, drinking, and laughing along with their friends at the popular club. Searching the pictures once again Lexa tilted her head in thought before turning to let Bellamy take another look at them.
“Look at how the picture is angled. It almost looks as if whoever was taking these was high up. On the second floor maybe?”
Bellamy nodded his head as he grabbed one picture from Lexa’s hand,“Grounders has a second floor VIP area. I want to say that Aaron wasn’t stupid enough to show his face at such a popular club after busting out of jail so maybe we can get the security footage from them and see if we can spot whoever was taking these.”
Lexa silently agreed as she handed the rest back to Bellamy before looking around the room once more. With how many of the photos were taken while Aaron was in jail Lexa was a hundred percent certain that he wasn’t doing this alone. Lexa only hopped that the footage from Grounders would help give them the lead they needed in order to get closer to figuring out who was all behind this.
Indra chose then to walk into the room with a solemn face, successfully breaking Lexa out of her thoughts,“I think we’re pretty much done here. Either of you find anything valuable?”
“I found some pictures from a time when we were all out at Grounders. Lexa deduced that with the angle they were taken from whoever took them was probably up on the second floor VIP area. We’re going to try and get access to Grounder’s security footage and look for whoever took these,” Bellamy explained as he handed the photos over to Indra.
“Good, at least we didn’t come out of this completely empty handed. I’ll keep these and lock them away in my office until both of you can get over to Grounders. Now, let’s go ahead and get out of here. Not much is going on down at the precinct so when we get back you’re both free to go,” Indra said.
Both detectives agreed and followed Indra out the house and slid into the car before making their way back to the precinct.
After parking and leaving the car Bellamy and Lexa waved goodbye to Indra as she disappeared around the corner of the precinct in the direction of the front doors. Dropping her hand, Lexa faced Bellamy before giving him an appreciative smile.
“Thanks, Bellamy. I probably would still be running around blind if you hadn’t persuaded me to tell Indra.”
Bellamy clasped Lexa’s shoulder and gave her a sideways grin,“Don’t mention it. If anyone can help us figure this thing out it’s Indra, and besides, I trust her more than anyone else in that damn building.”
Lexa chuckled lightly and was about to respond when she heard Bellamy’s phone ring with a short chime and felt hers vibrate in her back pocket. Pulling out her phone Lexa looked down to come face to face with a group chat consisting of her, Clarke, Anya, Raven, Octavia, Lincoln, and Bellamy. Unlocking her phone Lexa rolled her eyes as she read over the texts from the small group.
You have been added to a group chat
Raven-“Hey, bitches! It’s about damn time we all got in a group chat…Who made this anyway?
Clarke-“I did! It so much easier to talk to all of you idiots in a group chat. This way I only have to send one text instead of six.”
Octavia-“Lazy much, Clarke?”
Clarke-“Octavia, you’re literally two feet from me…”
Octavia-“Yet you’re still texting me instead of talking to my face.”
Anya-“Why the hell am I apart of this?”
Raven-“Because you’re such a ray of sunshine, sourpuss.”
Anya-“Watch it Reyes.”
Octavia-“Okay, okay. Let’s skip the romance drama. Clarke and I are at my dojo hanging out. Who’s up for a little take out and sparing?”
Lincoln-“Count me in babe. I’ll kick your ass any day.”
Octavia-“Keep dreaming, Linc. You may own this ass but you can’t kick it.”
Clarke-“Gross. So, who’s all coming?”
Anya-“A chance to hand Raven’s ass to her? Count me in!”
Raven-“Oh just you wait, Woods. Count me in, too.”
Lincoln-“I’m there.”
Lexa glanced up to Bellamy who gave her a shrug before beginning to tap along the touch screen of his phone.
Bellamy-“Just got off work. I’m there. I’ll pick up the take out on my way over.”
Clarke-“You’re awesome, Bell.”
Lexa-“Hey, I thought I was awesome?”
Clarke-“Lexa! About damn time! And yes you’re awesome, but Bellamy’s bringing food so right now he’s beating you in awesomeness level right now.”
Lexa-“Well, I know one thing that he can’t do that that I can that will up my awesomeness level. I don’t think it’s something I should say through the group chat though.”
Clarke-“Leeexxxaaaa. Save it for when we’re in bed. ;)”
Anya-“Oh, God. Stop before I puke.”
Raven-“Seriously. I can’t afford any images in my head when I’m kicking Anya’s ass.”
Octavia-“How about you all stop texting and get your asses over here so I have someone to spar with!”
Raven-“Yes, ma’am…asshole.”
Anya-“Someone seems a little tense. Maybe Lincoln can help you with that.”
Lincoln-“I would be more than happy to help.”
Bellamy-“Stop. Now.”
Clarke-“Poor Bellamy.”
Lexa-“You all need help.”
Octavia-“GET YOUR ASSES DOWN HERE NOW.”
Anya-“Someone needs to get laid…”
Lexa chuckled along with Bellamy before putting her phone back in her pocket and grabbing her truck keys from her blazer pocket and looking to Bellamy.
“I’ll see you at Octavia’s a little later then?”
“Yeah. Any requests on food?”
Lexa waved Bellamy off as she walked towards her truck,“Nope. Anything is fine for me. Clarke doesn’t like anything too spicy though.”
“Got it,” Bellamy shouted as Lexa jumped into her truck.
Backing out of her parking spot Lexa waved casually out the window to Bellamy before merging onto the street ahead of her and taking off towards Octavia’s.
The ride to Octavia’s was quick since the traffic was unusually light. Lexa pulled to a stop in front of a large modernized building with a large sigh reading ‘Blake’s Dojo’. Octavia had opened her place of business right around the time Lexa had become a detective and had acquired quite the reputation. Children and adults came from all over LA to participate in the classes that Octavia’s dojo offered.
Lexa made her way to the door, taking note that Anya’s and Raven’s cars were already there. Pulling the door open Lexa walked down a small hallway and came to a stop in the main training area of the building. Floor to ceiling mirrors lined the back wall and large blue mats covered most of the floor area, and off to her left were a line of chairs where she assumed parents would sit while waiting for their children.
Lexa looked around in search of her girlfriend and friends only to be ambushed from behind. Long tan arms wrapped around her middle and a chin made itself at home on her shoulder. Turning her head slightly Lexa came face to face with none other than Clarke herself, who gave her a goofy grin.
“Hey, I missed you,” Clarke whispered.
Lexa turned around in Clarke’s arms before leaning down and stealing a sweet kiss from her lips,“I missed you,too. At least work wasn’t as long as it normally is sometimes. Now you can be with me for the rest of the day.”
“Mhm, I like the sounds of that, but Octavia has plans to try and kick your ass so you’ll be hers for another hour or two.”
“She may own one of the best dojos in LA but she’ll never be able to win if I’m fighting her. And also, I’ll only ever be yours, no one else’s,” Lexa teased as she ran her nose along Clarke’s.
“Well, in that case…,”
Clarke trailed off as she pulled Lexa down for a heated kiss. Lexa moaned softly as she felt Clarke’s fingers tangle in her curly brown locks and pull her impossibly closer. Lexa tightened her grip on Clarke’s hips causing the blonde to pull away from the kiss and let out a breathless gasp.
“Hey! No trying to have sex in my dojo! Save that for when you get home,” Octavia hollered out as she walked over to them.
Clarke laughed as she caught sight of the slight blush that flared across Lexa’s cheeks,“Don’t worry, O. I’ll try to keep my hands off her until later.”
Lexa peaked around Clarke when she heard the sound of her older sister’s voice arguing along with Raven. Anya rolled her eyes as Raven continued to argue with her about god knows what as they made their way over to them.
“So who’s ready? I’ve been waiting to kick Raven’s ass since she got here,” Anya said as she stopped next to Octavia.
“You guys can start. Lincoln isn’t here yet and plus I’m waiting for Bellamy to bring the food. I’m starving,”Octavia said as she rubbed her grumbling stomach.
“Guess it’s just you and me for now, Reyes,”Anya said as she grabbed ahold of Raven’s tank top strap and began pulling her onto the large blue mats.
Lexa watched with amused eyes as Raven and Anya began performing defensive maneuvers on each other before getting into the real fighting. Lexa turned away from the as she felt Clarke move to her side and wrap an arm around her waist.
“I bought you some work out clothes to change into. They’re in Octavia’s office if you wanna grab them and change.”
Lexa placed a feather light kiss to Clarke’s temple,“Thanks. I’ll be right back.”
Lexa made her way back through the small hallway stopping midway down at the door that lead to Octavia’s office. After grabbing her clothes from off of Octavia’s desk Lexa walked out and to the bathroom across from the office to change. While removing her slacks the picture from Aaron’s fell out of her back pocket, landing on the tile floor. Lexa reached down, completely forgetting the picture was still there, and picked up the photo with a small cuss.
Lexa’s heart clenched as she looked over the picture again.
“Maybe I should just tell Clarke about this. If I don’t tell her and she somehow finds it she’ll never forgive me.”
Lexa studied the picture for a few more seconds before coming to a decision and stuffing the picture into the pocket of her blazer and continuing to change. Another few short minutes later Lexa walked out of the bathroom and stashed her neatly folded clothes in Octavia’s office before walking back to the training area.
Everyone, including Lincoln and Bellamy, sat in a small circle in the center of the blue mats eating Chinese take out. Clarke’s head turned and she smiled when she caught sight of Lexa and patted the empty spot next to her. Lexa sat down and was handed a container filled a variety of foods by Clarke.
“I wasn’t sure what everyone wanted so I got a little of everything,” Bellamy said as she shoved a forkful of noddles in his mouth.
“Looks good. Thanks, Bell,” Lexa responded as she began eating.
After wiping out all the food and chatting for a little while everyone began cleaning up so they could start their rounds of sparing. As Lexa threw her trash away she glanced up at Clarke who stood next to her.
“You know I’m not letting you spar with stitches in your leg, right?”
Clarke laughed lightly as she nodded her head in agreement,“I know. I was never planning on sparing. I brought a sketch pad so I have something to do while you all play around.”
“Good. I love you, but I don’t feel like going back to the hospital again to get your stitches fixed.”
“You do realize I’m a doctor right? Even though I went to the hospital to get them I can fix them myself.”
“Yes, but that require numbing and then the supplies for them. I’m pretty sure you don’t keep all that in your first aid kit at home,” Lexa said.
“You’d be surprised what’s in my first aid kit,” Clarke winked.
Lexa shook her head and followed Clarke as she walked over to a chair along the wall that held her sketch pad and pencil. Lexa watched with a tiny smile as Clarke sat down before opening the pad and began carefully turning the pages. Lexa narrowed her eyes as Clarke skipped through a page particularly fast and glanced up at Lexa for a second.
“What was that sketch, Clarke?”
“Nothing. Just some, uh, some birds. Yeah, birds.” Clarke stammered as her hands gripped tighter around the pad.
“Birds, huh?”
Lexa quickly snatched the sketch pad from Clarke’s hand before turning around and taking off into a run as she flipped back to the page that Clarke had tried to keep hidden from her. Stopping mid-run Lexa doubled over in laughter at the sight of the drawing. A pencil sketch of Lexa portraying what looked to be a warrior leader. Her curly brunette hair was pulled back in braids and black war paint covered her eyes and dripped down her high cheek bones. At the bottom of the sketch in Clarke’s hand writing read ‘Commander Lexa’.
The pad quickly disappeared from her hands as Clarke snatched it back before hiding it behind her back,“Don’t laugh! I got bored this morning, okay. I started drawing you and then that happened.”
“It’s cute that you see me as a warrior, Clarke. I just would never picture myself like that. I like it, though,”Lexa said as she placed a sweet kiss to Clarke’s cheek.
Clarke blushed deeply before turning around and making her way back to her seat and sitting down. Lexa smiled as Clarke opened the sketch pad and immediately began moving her pencil across the blank paper with a look of concentration.
“Okay, let’s get this party started,” Octavia said as she slapped Lexa on the back and lead her over to the middle of the mat and began some warm up exercises before starting the actual sparing.
Shift in POV
Clarke shivered lightly as the cold air from the vent above her blew down with renewed force. Clarke dropped her pencil and sketch pad and vigorously rubbed her arms, trying to regain some warmth in them. Wearing a tank top in Octavia’s dojo was definitely a bad idea. Clarke looked up in search of Octavia only to see her being flipped onto her back by Lexa.
“Octavia, why is it so damn cold in here?”
Octavia huffed deeply as she stood up and shrugged her shoulders at Clarke,“It gets hot in here when you’re doing nothing but sparing, sorry.”
Clarke’s eyebrows raised as Lexa let out a vicious war cry before tackling Octavia down onto the mat and pinning her down. As both women struggled to overpower each other Clarke shook her head before setting her sketch pad in the chair next to her and making her way to Octavia’s office.
“Octavia better have a damn jacket or something in her office,” Clarke mumbled to herself.
Pushing open the office door Clarke looked around for a moment before walking further inside. Clarke silently pouted as she checked the small closet in the room only to find it empty. Turning around, Clarke smiled in triumph as she saw Lexa’s clothes sitting neatly folded on the side of Octavia’s desk. Clarke reached out and grabbed Lexa’s black blazer that sat on top of the pile and shrugged it on. A pleased sigh escaped Clarke’s lips as she felt the coldness leave her arms to be replaced with a comfortable warmth.
As Clarke walked across the office she stuffed her hands in the blazer pockets, stopping mid-step as her left hand came into contact with a thick sheet of paper.
“Huh. What’s this?”
Clarke removed her hand from the pocket along with the paper and titled her head as she stared at the it’s blank white surface. Using her other hand Clarke flipped open the paper causing her eyes to widen in horror at what laid beneath. The picture showed her, shirtless and eyes closed in ecstasy, as Lexa held her against the beach house shower wall while trailing kisses down the curve of her neck.
Thoughts raced in Clarke’s mind as she tried to come up with any explanation as to why Lexa would have this in her pocket.
“Wait. The beach house. That person on the balcony. I knew I wasn’t seeing things, but why wouldn’t Lexa tell me about this?”
Clarke was jolted from her thoughts and looked up as Lexa came barging into the office,“Hey, Clarke. Octavia wants to know if you want her to—.”
Lexa stopped talking as she saw Clarke standing in the middle of the room holding the photo with a betrayed expression. Clarke watched for a few moments as Lexa stood stock still with her mouth agape.
“Tell me, right now, what the hell is going on, Lexa.”