Chapter 18
“The next time you two move, you’re on your own” Lincoln grunted, carrying his half of the couch. “You obviously have more than enough money so you can afford to hire movers. This house is ridiculous”
“Why pay movers when you have family?” Lexa grinned, carefully maneuvering her end of the couch so it didn’t scratch the paint. “I think this house is a keeper. We have more than enough space, good school district and easy commute”
“This is the last big thing, right?”
“Yes, but don’t forget about the rest of the boxes. And you have to help baby proof the house and set the security system up” Lexa smirked, groaning as she sat the couch down finally. Moving in front of it, she plopped down on it, melting into the cushions. “Can I ask you something?” Lincoln followed her suit, sitting beside her on the couch.
“Sure”
“Do you think Clarke’s pregnant?” Lincoln’s head snapped towards her. “When the thought first occured to me, I had the same reaction” Lexa smiled. “I’m honestly kind of excited now”
“Where the hell did you get that from? I thought she was on some type of birth control after the twins”
“She is but look how well that worked for us last time”
“What makes you think she’s pregnant?”
“I don’t know. When she was pregnant with the twins, she had this glow about her. She was tired and moody but nevertheless she glowed. Maybe I’m reading into things” Lincoln nodded distractedly before sending her a smirk.
“That doesn’t actual prove your theory;you have two four month olds. If she’s pregnant again, you know you’re getting snipped, right?” Lexa’s eyes widened, making Lincoln laugh. “Are you going mention your theory to her?”
“Well, not anymore!” Lincoln’s laugh only got louder.
“Come on. Let’s get these boxes before the rest of the women show up and put us to work”
“Five bedroom, three and a half baths, and a three car garage? Man, I should live here” Octavia muttered, looking around the kitchen. “I can’t wait to eat your food here. I already feel fancy knowing you”
“It’s nice to know you’ll still mooch off me” Clarke rolled her eyes, wiping and placing the glasses in the cabinets. “Now can you help me?”
“I guess. I’m pretty impressed we got everything in here so fast”
“Well, Lexa and Lincoln did most the work so that’s probably why”
“That’s why we’re all sweaty and you too aren’t” Lexa remarked, wrapping her arms around Clarke’s waist, purposely grazing Clarke’s lower stomach. “Are you doing all the work?”
“It would seem so” Clarke hummed, tilting her head back for a kiss, and Lexa happily obliged. “Did you finish baby proofing?”
“Only a few more sockets and one gate left”
“Good now go away so I can finish” Clarke reached up to put away the glass in her hand, before Lexa sat her hand on top of her wife’s.
“Let me” Lexa kissed her temple then took over.
“What’s up with you these past few day?” Lexa gave her a questioning quirk of the eyebrow. “You been extra attentive these days. Not that I’m complaining but the last time you were sucking up this much is when you left me for hours after I told you I was pregnant”
“I’m just treating my wife like a queen” Clarke wasn’t convinced but continued on her way.
“I’ll figure out whatever you did, Woods” The blonde called out over her shoulder.
“Whatever you say, Woods”
“Who’s a good boy?” Clarke ruffled Fish’s head. “You’re getting so big” Fish crawled into lap, pressing his nose into her stomach. “You know there’s a bed mat, right next to the couch, right?” Fish laid his head on her, completely unbothered. “Guess, I’ll just sit here then” Clarke shook her head, petting him behind the ears. It didn’t take long for Lexa to join her, throwing her arm over her shoulder as Clarke cuddled into her side.
“I was planning to lay my head there but you seemed to have replaced me with another”
“What’s left to do?”
“Just all the little stuff. Clothes and towels. Etcetera. The rooms have all the furniture except what we need to buy. We’ll make a list and go to the store tomorrow
“Then we can go on this honeymoon part 2?”
“Yes” Lexa pecked Clarke’s lips. “How long do we have to ourselves?”
“Your parents should be here in about...” Clarke looked at her watch. “Half an hour”
“You think they’ll be down for the night?” Clarke pretended to mull it over, knowing full well the twins couldn’t stay up past nine.
“Maybe”
“Good because we have a lot of surfaces to break in"
“Is that right?” Clarke whispered, leaning in for a kiss.
“Definitely. I think we can knock out two before the twins get here” Lexa grinned, pulling Clarke into her lap.
“Full of ourselves, are we?”
“No” Lexa began, standing up from the couch with Clarke in her arms. “but you will be” Lexa cut off Clarke's laugh with a kiss.
“I don't even want to think about what you were doing” Gustus shook his head, observing the dishevelled state of his daughter and his daughter in law. “I feel like I should mention that we tried to call you 15 minutes ago to let you know that we were on our way” Gustus passed over Leif’s carseat before stepping into the house. “We could have amazing superbowl parties here”
“You're here less than a minute and you're already planning parties” Indra shook her head, following her husband into the house. “Lexa, do not let him come over here on Sundays. He'll never leave” Gustus found his way to the recliner adjacent to the TV.
“Hey patriots fan, you bought this recliner just for me, didn't you?”Gustus smiled, glancing over his shoulder at Clarke.
“Sure. I just love having you over” Clarke deadpanned. “We even have a bedroom with your name on it when you retire”
“I wouldn't joke like that. He'll retire and show up on your doorstep with a bag full of Seahawks jerseys and underwear” Lexa teased.
“Like father like daughter” Clarke rebutted, grabbing the twins and taking then to their room.
“Hey, I wear socks too” Lexa called out behind her.
"Your grandmother wants a family dinner this Sunday before she goes back home" Indra informed her. "Be there on time, please"
"5?"
"Yes" Indra leaned in closer before whispering "Don't tell your father but she's making you the pie"
"Really?" Lexa grinned.
"Yep. Gustus, don't get comfortable. We're leaving"
"Yes, mom" Gustus grumbled, getting of 'his' chair. Lexa waited until her parents had driven off before she closed the door and turned on the alarm system. Heading upstairs, she noticed the lamp on in the twins room. Peeking in, she watched Clarke rock back and forth in her chair with Leif on her chest.
"I thought he was sleep"
"He woke up as soon as I touched him" Clarke whispered, stroking Leif's head. Their little boy was clutching at the seam of Clarke's robe, staring off into space. "He must have slept longer than usual. Or maybe he just wanted to snuggle like Mama"
"We both know Clarke snuggles are the best snuggles"
"I'll be in bed soon"
"Good. I want Clarke snuggles too"
"You're supposed to be helping me shop for groceries" Clarke stopped in the middle of the aisle, looking up at the brands of baby food.
"I know but ladybug looks so adorable today" Lexa lifted Arryn in the air, giving her Eskimo kiss. "Isn't that right?" Arryn cracked a smile at all the attention Lexa was giving her.
"Put her back in her cart before she gets in one of her moods and doesn't want to be put down. She should be sleep like her brother" Lexa pouted, holding Arryn to her chest.
"Let us have our moment" Clarke looked away from the shelves at Lexa, laughing at her and their daughter.
"You're ridiculous" Clarke pulled Lexa in for a kiss. "Now please help me pick out food for our children"
"This is the second time that I have ran into you guys" Costia’s voice washed over them. Clarke peered over Lexa's shoulder, watching the brunette push her cart up next to theirs. "I see you had twins. I know it was hard enough for me with this one. I can't imagine what you guys are going through" Costia's daughter leaned over looking at Leif's sleeping form. Lexa strapped Arryn into her car seat before facing Costia.
"Hi" Clarke rolled her eyes at Lexa's clipped response before putting on a smile.
"It definitely wasn't easy but we're used to it now"
"I bet. Well, I have a lot to do and so few hours to do it so I have to go but hopefully I'll see you soon" Clarke nodded, waving bye. "Actually, are you guys doing anything this Friday? Dylan is turning one so we're having a party"
"Uhhh" Lexa stuttered, looking to Clarke for help.
"No actually. We'd love to come"
"Okay. Lexa if you have the same number I'll text you the address" Lexa nodded and turn back to Clarke with wide eyes as Costia walked away.
"What was that about?"
"She's was acting weird. We did not leave things on good terms and she's nice to me. She might be getting the wrong idea. I mean I'm a catch! " Lexa muttered conspicuously.
"You've seen her twice since we've been together so I doubt that. And yes, you're my catch. Don't forget it" Clarke pecked her lips then pointed to the apple sauce on the top shelf. "Can you grab those?"