I Will Follow You
Song : I Will Follow You by Toulouse
Octavia opened the back door to Polis’ undergrounds.
“What was that all about?” Octavia asked her friend while taking two helmets off a shelf.
“What?” Raven feigned innocence.
“Don’t fool with me Raven Reyes. You two were undressing each other with your eyes back there” Octavia wiggled her brows.
“Stop it. Nothing’s going on” Raven grumbled.
“It’s ok if you don’t want to talk sex with me” Octavia smirked.
“Shut up O” Raven poked her in the shoulder.
“Hey I’m not the one head over heels for cheekbone over there!” Octavia smirked again, moving quickly to avoid Raven’s next punch, “don’t be mad Rae, she’s not THE Lexa Woods but Anya is still a Woods is she not?”
“I’m so going to blow you head off” Raven growled, throwing herself at the Blake girl. Octavia exploded in laughs as Raven tackled her to the ground, making them roll on the dusty floor. They coughed for five minutes because of it while they were trying to suppress their laughs.
“Ok come on, time to go” Octavia said after they finally had calmed down, holding her hand for Raven to take to help her get on her feet. She passed a helmet to her, earning an interrogating look from the Brunette with the brace on her leg.
“Trust me, you’re going to love it” Octavia smirked, opening another door. Raven followed her friend and they arrived in some sort of tunnel with not enough light for Raven’s liking.
“What is this place?” Raven asked, looking at her surroundings.
Octavia just smiled without saying anything. She knew Raven will soon figure out they were under Polis’ streets, in its undergrounds. She pointed towards something hiding under a tarpaulin, and lifted the thing off. Raven’s eyes widened.
“Is that what I think it is?” Raven said very excitedly, wandering her hand on Octavia’s black bike. Octavia laughed, putting her helmet on and gesturing for Raven to do the same.
The Brunette did as she had been told, and the second the helmet was on her head, Octavia lifted her in the air, earning a surprise yelp for Raven. Octavia had sat the Brunette on the bike; she knew Raven couldn’t do it herself. Raven was grateful for that; with time, her friends had stopped asking Raven if she needed help, and had quickly figured out the things she couldn’t do on her own. Now, they were not helping her if she wasn’t asking, but were still aware of her condition and were doing things like this without acting like it was a big deal.
Octavia sat herself in front of Raven, showing the girl where she could put her good foot. For the left one, the one Raven couldn’t quite control, Octavia began to strap the left leg to her own leg with straps, knowing Raven wouldn’t be able to keep it still on the tiny foot support; Octavia could keep Raven’s leg in the good position and still lean on her other leg to support the bike’s weight when they were to stop. Raven shot her an interrogating look.
“So the leg doesn’t try to go do fun stuff on its own” Octavia joked. Raven smiled back, so grateful for her friend.
The thing was Octavia had thought about taking Raven for a ride on her bike for a long time now. She knew Raven always dreamed of riding one, but because of her leg, she couldn’t do it on her own. Octavia had spent nights after nights trying to think about a way to adapt a bike to Raven’s condition; she had found solutions of course, a lot of them actually, but there was still a major issue with all of them; money. So Octavia had promised herself to take Raven on her bike at least once, with their left legs strapped together, for the Brunette’s birthday coming up in a few months.
“You’re ready Rae?” Octavia whispered to her friend, who nodded eagerly against her friend’s back.
Octavia escaped a tiny laugh, started the bike and began riding into Polis’ undergrounds. Looks like the occasion to ride with Raven had come soon enough, and Octavia loved every minute of it; and surely Raven loved it too, if you looked at her beamed smile.
I will follow you
Follow you wherever you may go
there isn't an ocean too deep
A mountain so high it can keep
Keep me away
Away from my love
The bike’s headlight was making the light dance on the walls of the undergrounds as they were moving. Raven was lightly pressed against O’s body, happy to feel free like this, hair flying a little in the air, not having to be preoccupied by anything except the wheels’ sensations echoing in her body.
“Thanks you, O” she whispered.
Octavia didn’t respond, but Raven felt a light squeeze on her thigh. They didn’t need much to communicate, those two. Yeah, Octavia and Raven were different in a thousand different ways, and their relation was not like the ones they had with Clarke and the others; but maybe that was why they were getting along so well.
It was six pm, and Lexa had had enough of work. Even if she knew she shouldn’t leave the building before 7, she couldn’t resist anymore and needed to go home. She wanted to take her girl in her arms, and ruffling Ayden’s hair while telling each other how their days had gone.
She closed the files, and turned the lights off. On her way downstairs, she crossed paths with John Murphy.
“You’re going home, Heda?” Murphy genuinely asked.
“Yes” Lexa smiled back, “and you can go home too.”
“Thank you, I think I will” John said, and then took a look around before speaking again making sure no one was here. “Are you coming to Arcadia with Clarke and Ayden this weekend? Clarke said she will probably come by”
Lexa frowned a little; Clarke and she had not discussed it. “I don’t know yet. Maybe”.
John nodded with a smile, and walked away. Lexa entered the elevator, her thoughts directed towards her Blonde. Clarke had not mentioned going to Arcadia for the weekend; even if Lexa had suggested the idea a while ago. Did Clarke wanted to go there, but was too afraid to ask? Maybe she had planned to go there without Lexa on Saturday, when she was at work.
Lexa pensively walked home. In front of the door, as Lexa was putting the keys into the lock, she suddenly stopped her movements. From the other side of the door she could hear screams of joy, laughs and music playing softly into the loft. Lexa smiled, and unlocked the door.
Her smile grew even wilder when she saw what was happening. Clarke and Ayden were pants-less, left in t-shirts and underwear, dancing with each other on the music’s rhythm. Lexa recognized their song right away. It was the first one they ever danced on, the three of them; Before you know it by Colony House. Lexa carefully put her suitcase down and removed her shoes, not taking her eyes off the scene. She noticed flour all around the kitchen’s table, and noticed how Clarke’s and Ayden’s hair were paler than usual. It was melting Lexa’s heart, to see Clarke laughing and dancing so freely like this. It was melting Lexa’s entire soul, to see the little boy smiling from ear to ear, waving in front of his mother, his arms doing weird movements while jumping a little, covered in flour.
And something unlocked itself in Lexa. She wanted to come home to this every day.
I love you
I love you
I love you
She slowly headed towards them, but none of them had noticed Lexa was home; too busy dancing and laughing and throwing flour. Lexa swiped her hand onto the kitchen’s table to gather flour, and sneaked behind Clarke. She saw Ayden noticing her, and put her finger on her mouth to tell him not to say anything.
She got closer to the Blonde, Ayden watching her with pure excitement eyes. And then, Lexa jumped on Clarke, circling her with her arms and throwing the flour she had on her hands to Clarke’s face. Clarke jumped in surprise with a shriek. Then, she noticed Lexa’s presence behind her and the smirk she was wearing on her face.
“Oh, it’s so on” Clarke wiggled her eyes brows with a revenge look. Lexa’s eyes widened. The three of them stared at each other for five seconds. Suddenly, they all began to run towards the kitchen to gather flour.
“Run Ayden!” Clarke shouted to her son as Lexa was trying to get a hold on the Blonde so she would stop throwing the white powder in Lexa’s hair.
But then, Lexa’s foot slip on some flour, and fell down on the floor, Clarke on top of her. They began to hysterically laugh, as Ayden had taken the occasion to make even more flour rain over them.
Ten minutes, it was the time they had needed for them to calm down enough to stop laughing every time they would look at each other. They still had big smiles written on their faces, and Lexa took a few pictures of them, lying on the floor and covered in white flour. Lexa never wanted to let go of this.
Where you go, I follow
I follow
I follow
“Ok you two” Clarke chuckled when Ayden and Lexa tried to keep Clarke on the ground; “we have to clean this mess” she pointed to the flat with flour covering everything.
“What happened anyways?” Lexa asked, still not knowing the reason the loves of her life had been throwing flour at each other in the first place.
“This little man” Clarke pointed her son wiggling her finger, “thought funny to blow flour at my face while we were trying to make a cake”.
Ayden’s floured satisfied smirk was all it took to make them burst into laughter again. Finally, Lexa got up, held her hand to help Clarke to her feet and intertwined their fingers together. Clarke looked down at their hands, and smiled at the Brunette.
“Ayden, bathroom, shower, right now” Clarke said to her son while a light smile. Ayden nodded, and happily went to clean himself. Clarke leaned her head on Lexa’s shoulder, watching their little man walk away.
“I want this” Lexa murmured.
Clarke frowned and turned herself to face Lexa. “What do you want?”
“This” Lexa gestured around, “I want this, all of it. I want flour battles when I come home from work, I want dance parties, I want cuddles in bed and our hands always intertwined together” Lexa wiped away some flour on Clarke’s cheeks,“I want this life, if you want me in yours. Clarke, I...”
Clarke waited for Lexa to end the sentence. She knew it wasn’t easy for Lexa to confess things; she had gone through a lot, because of love. Clarke understood. So she was waiting, ears wide open for the moment Lexa would finally say it.
But Lexa didn’t say the words. “John Murphy mentioned you wanted to go to Arcadia for the weekend?” She asked instead.
Clarke acted as if Lexa hadn’t almost say the words. It could have made Clarke sad, to hear Lexa backtracking. She was a little disappointed, that was true, but sad she was not. She knew Lexa loved her, and didn’t mind waiting a little longer for her to say it out loud.
“You talked to Murphy” Clarke raised her brow, playing along with Lexa’s sudden change of conversation.
“I already told you he is my councilor’s apprentice” Lexa nodded, “Isn’t he your friend?”
“I guess he is. It’s just that Murphy doesn’t really communicate with people” Clarke sighed.
Lexa nodded, “Don’t try to avoid the question, though” The Brunette smiled at her girlfriend, kissing the tip of her nose. Clarke internally chuckled because Lexa was the one avoiding to talk about something.
“Bellamy asked me if I was going over there this weekend, yes” Clarke shrugged, “I said I would talk to you about it”.
“Do you want to go spend the weekend in Arcadia?” Lexa gently asked, looking into blue eyes.
“I don’t really want to go if you’re not there with me” Clarke mumbled looking down.
Lexa smiled, and put her hands around Clarke’s face so the girl would look at her. “Clarke. Wherever you go, I go too. I want to be with you, every minute I can. I can hardly handle being away from you when I’m at work, I don’t want to spend a night away if I don’t have to!” she chuckled, and kissed Clarke’s nose again. “You’re very important to me. Clarke, I...” Lexa took a deep breath. “I love you.”
And Clarke’s water gates opened. It wasn’t sad tears; it was happy ones. Because Lexa had finally said the words. She knew Lexa loved her; but still, it was something to hear the words from the one you loved and who loved you back.
Lexa smiled again to her crying girlfriend, gently wiping away her tears, placing kisses all over Clarke’s face. Her nose, both her cheeks, just under her eyes where the tears were rolling down, around her jaw and in the crock of her neck. Lexa loved the girl she had in her arms, she loved her so much, and she wanted to prove it to Clarke, every second from now on. It felt so good to say it out loud and Lexa couldn’t wait to say it again, over and over.
“I love you” Lexa repeated, humming into Clarke’s neck.
“I love you too, you sap” Clarke sniffed and half-laughed as Lexa was embracing her in a bone-crashing hug.
You'll always be my true love
My true love
My true love
Forever...
Raven and Octavia just arrived under the Arcadia building. Of course, Raven didn’t know that.
“Why are we stopping?” she asked.
“We are here” Octavia simply said. She unstrapped Raven’s leg to hers, being careful not to move it too fast or too roughly. She got out of the bike, and held her hands to Raven.
“Come on you big baby” Octavia joked as Raven was holding her own arms so Octavia could remove her from the bike’s seat.
Octavia carefully put Raven down and hold her arm for Raven to lean on. Octavia knew that sometimes when Raven was still for too long, her muscles in her bad leg were sore and she had troubles moving around for a bit.
“You leave the bike here?” Raven asked.
“Yeah. No one comes down here” Octavia shrugged. She hesitated to explain the tunnels to Raven, but figured out Raven would learn about them later anyways.
“This is my tunnel, which goes directly to Trikru’s secrets quarters” Octavia explained while walking, “and this one... Was Zoe’s” Octavia pointed towards another tunnel finishing in hers. Raven sighed. Zoe Monroe had been one of their closest friends. Well, she hadn’t been that close to Raven Octavia and Clarke, but close enough to Harper to call her one of their sisters. She had worked with Octavia for a while, before being killed in some ambush.
“Where does it lead?” Raven then asked.
“Zoe’s leads right behind her father’s house” Octavia said. “Mine...” she trailed off, taping the wall on some special place.
A door came out of nowhere, and Raven whistled. It made Octavia smile, and she helped her friend get out of the undergrounds. Raven’s eyes widened when she understood where the door was heading.
“It’s Arcadia’s storage room!”
“yes” Octavia chuckled, and then winced when she felt Raven’s fist connecting with her shoulder.
“What was that for?!” Octavia exclaimed.
“For not telling me there was a fucking secret passage into our crappy building!” Raven exclaimed back.
“It’s classified” Octavia shrugged, “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to hide anything from...”
“I know, dummy” Raven interrupted her with a smile, “Let’s go home, now”.
Octavia smiled back and followed Raven into the stairs.
I will follow you
Every since you touched my hand, I knew
Near you, I always must be
Nothing can keep you from me
You are my destiny...