Second Chances

Sitting in her office she debated if it was a good idea to eat the leftover food. Of course she didn't want it to go to waste it was food for crying out loud. She also wasn’t entirely sure how long it was in there. Was it safe? Probably not but she decided to take a bite of the food anyway.

Now that it was settled it was time to return back to her campaign. Ideally this a wonderful idea but Lexa forgot to take into account the extra work she was going to have to sort through. Everything had been going well on the business end as her focus became redirected to her new political status.

Technically she could fund herself but she would prefer to be more involved in the community to get the support of local business. Having done charity work before she hoped it wouldn’t be a problem. After all she helped many business here get started.

Though Lexa’s business was a big corporation she couldn’t not help local business. Lexa truly believed they were the spine of the economy as it was how she got her business going.

A knock on the door brought her away from her food. Her new campaign manager was waiting silently in his suit.

“Come in.”

“Hello Miss.Woods.”

“Titus you know it's Lexa.” He stood next to the couch as Lexa walked around her desk to lean on front. In all honesty his bald head scared off many people but Lexa had dealt with so much worse.

“You need to announce your candidacy tomorrow.”

“I’ll call Clarke to make sure she is free.”

“Before you do Lexa we need to discuss how we are going to handle this.”

“Handle what?”

“You being gay.” Lexa felt her body tense up at thought. It wasn’t all she was but it was a part of her she took pride in. She hadn’t thought much about her sexual orientation being an issue but not everyone was as liberal.

“That won't go ever well with the public.”

“I want my campaign to be based on the idea of my uniqueness. I’m not like other mayors.”

“Polis has never had a gay mayor. This will be very difficult. I can assure you the hate you have received in the past will be amplified. They'll use it against you.”

Walking around the table her eye caught sight of the picture of Clarke on her desk. Part of the reason she was running was because of Clarke. Her girlfriend inspired her to be a better to do better.

Become an advocate was because Clarke had pushed her to be open about it after constantly complaining her job didn't help anyone. She didn't want to just donate, she wanted to do something. It was how she came up with her previous campaigns and it was now why she was running.

“They’ll also use it against Clarke.” Lexa could handle the hate and she knew Clarke could too but the idea of someone trying to hurt her to try to get to her was nerving.

Titus has described her sexual orientation as a weakness but Lexa was going to use it as weapon. None of the other candidates were like her which meant she had an opportunity to fix things that had been constantly broken by the same candidates.

“Well then there is a first time for everything.”

“Very well then we have one more topic to discuss.” Having settled the matter with no need of further discussion.

“What?

“Marriage.”

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Lexa was in her home office sorting through some paperwork. The pile work kept growing and growing with the stress that was just going to make her head blow off. There was ideas circulating on a merger which was something she was going to make sure did not happen.

Despite her desire to keep the company independent, her favorite branch was suffering. The auto industry was facing a few blows with oil prices rising and people’s less desire to travel. There was only so much they could do on their own end. She couldn’t help but want to buy out all her competitors so she wouldn’t have any but that wouldn’t go over to well with the government.

The closing of the front door brought her out of the papers as her name was being called out from the hallway.

“Lexa?”

“I’m in the office.” Lexa called back trying to find the paper that had to be filled out. She was never messy but the past few days had been excruciating busy. Nothing was in order and her assistant was sick which meant none of her filing was getting done.

“What are you still doing up? It’s past midnight.” Clarke leaned against the door frame as the woman continued to search for the paper.

“Waiting for you to come home.” Head still down she knew if she looked up she would never look back down. Titus was going to have her head if she didn’t have it signed by tomorrow morning.

“It’s late Lexa, I told you that you don’t have to wait for me.” Though Lexa could get out of work whenever she pleased Clarke was not as lucky. There were nights where she would come home late at night due to being in a surgery for long.

“I can’t go to bed without seeing your face.” Clarke couldn’t help but smile as she pushed off the door to sit on the couch in the room. Plopping on the couch she heard a long sigh of frustration come from the desk.

“You need to leave work in the office, Lex.” She patted her lap to signal the brunette to sit down.

Not being able to resist she finally made her way away from the desk and into her girlfriend’s lap. Resting her head on her chest she sprawled her feet on top of the blonde’s and wrapped securing arms around her waist.

Clarke began to rub circles on her back as they laid in silence for a few minutes. Clarke was her stress reliever. All it took was just one look to feel like nothing else mattered. To know at the end of the day she had her to come home to was enough to just get through no matter how daunting the day was.

“Clarke?” Responding with a kiss on the top of her head Lexa continued. “I met with Titus today. He wants me to get married.”

“Why?”

“He says a married person always looks better when running. It makes them look like they have their life together, are well put, and fit for the job. Since I already have all the conservatives against me he thinks this is the best move.”

“Do you want us to get married?” Clarke began to play with Lexa’s fingers afraid to ask the question directly. They had been over the topic of marriage so much but every time they concluded they were happy just the way they are.

“Why change something that is good?”

“Because it could be better.”

Another sigh came from the brunette. The real reason Lexa was opposed to it was because she had seen her mother marry and divorce many different times. Marriage equaled failure in her life. Relationships in her family never went well, her father and her have been butting heads for years. Now that they had this, she had Clarke, she didn’t want to lose it. It took them months before Lexa caved in to actually calling them girlfriends.

“We’ve been together for almost twelve years now Lexa. Do you really think I have any intentions of leaving you?”

“No.”

“So then why not try this?” Lexa got up from the girl’s arm and stood from the couch bringing Clarke with her.

“This is not how I want to propose to you Clarke. I've always wanted this to be a special moment. I also don’t want to force you into this if you aren't ready.”

“Relax Lexa, we’ve been acting like a married couple for years now. All we are doing is putting it on paper okay?”

“I’m going to give you the best wedding ever and an even better proposal when I get you a ring.”

“Yeah okay Woods.” Nodding her head sarcastically she placed a small kiss lingering longer than she intended. Clarke knew she was crazy in love and going to be married to this girl one day. It was only a matter of time before they finally decided to do this.

Walking back up the stairs Clarke removed her scrubs and headed into the shower as Lexa got into in bed.

So maybe Clarke did crave for a wedding but she wouldn't want to admit that to Lexa. They were probably going to just sign the papers and call it official. A real wedding wouldn't happen until the election was over due to craziness of a wedding.

Walking out of the shower she caught her now fiancé in bed with her luscious free curls flowing everywhere, her dorky glasses, and of course some paper work. She wished she could enjoy the sight of her stuffed animal but she was breaking one of their rules.

They were always drenched in their jobs having been invested and dedicated to their careers. It was partly why their relationship worked so well. They understood each other and never stood in the way of the other’s dreams.

When they moved in together, however, they created one ultimate rule in the bedroom and that was no work was ever to be done in it. It was meant for some Clarke and Lexa time and work would not interfere would it.

Watching Lexa about to flip the page she almost jumped down her throat.

“Alexandria Woods flip over another page and no sex for two weeks.” Immediately her eyes shot up from her work in shock as she moved the work to the night stand. Caught red handed she didn’t move a muscle as Clarke made her way onto the bed.

“No sex for you.” Clarke rolled over as she gave her back to the brunette. Her jaw dropped as the covers were pulled over her head. The no sex card was a very mean move because it gave the other so much control.

Lexa took it as her chance to grab the girl from her waist to pull her to press against her body as Clarke shrieked at the sudden movement. In heat of laughter Lexa tickled her stomach with Clarke kicking her feet everywhere.

“Lexa!”

“You know you can’t resist me.” Lexa commanded choosing to switch to kisses on the back of her neck. Freeing her neck open for her it was only right she caved in to the lust.

“It’s so late.” Clarke started when suddenly she felt hands making their way down her leg. “L-Lexa.” Stuttering her words her body was ready to let her take control no matter how much her mind was trying to fight it.

If kryptonite was Superman’s weakness than Lexa was her kryptonite. There was nothing she could imagine that she wouldn’t do for her. That was why she gave up.

“Fuck it.” Clarke conceded as she turned her body around taking what was rightfully hers. Lexa was caught off by the crashing lips letting her hands continue the work.

With all lust, desires, and stress put aside Clarke would not know what she could possibly do without this woman.

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That feeling remained inside her the next morning. It took a while before Lexa knew what that feeling truly was. There were nights where she wondered why she felt this way about her. How was it possible to always feel on cloud nine yet completely grounded around someone?

Afraid of the sunlight that was going to beam down into her eyes she became hesitant to move. Suddenly a soft wind blew in and she could feel her body begin to shiver. She was almost positive they didn't leave any window opens. So she reached over to the blonde hoping to keep her warm.

Her hands grasped only at air as the woman had already gotten up. Before she even thought about going back to sleep she could hear a guitar being played from behind. Clarke was playing her guitar and that was more than enough to get the girl jumping out of bed.

When Clarke played her guitar it was only very rarely in the morning and on very special occasions. To hear her play was like looking for the Loch Ness Monster. It came and goes as it please and if you caught sight of it you were one lucky bastard. No matter how many times she tried to convince her Clarke claimed she needed to feel it and be in the moment.

Sitting up she looked over to see Clarke through the french doors on the balcony. Wearing her lace robe with only a bra and underwear on, the blonde hair was being taken away by the wind. Lexa had to rub her eyes a few times to make sure she wasn’t still dreaming.

Calamity filled the room with the raspy voice sending chills all over her body. The girl’s voice was just the right amount of imperfection for the song.

Guaranteed she was looking at an angel she quickly grabbed her phone to capture this moment forever. Gratefully her girl was into classic rock and loved to add her own twist to it. Clarke was strumming her guitar as she sang the lyrics of her favorite song.

“I can't shoot them anymore. That cold black cloud is comin' around.” The raspy voice carried out into the room as Lexa moved her way with the camera. Clarke couldn’t help but laugh noticing Lexa who zoomed into her face and pulled away.

Her camera skills were not great but she was determined to catch this moment in anyway she could so she could put it to memory. She signaled her with her hands to keep continuing to forget that she was even there.

“Feels like I'm knock-knock-knockin' on heaven’s door.” Lexa sat on the opposing chair listening to Clarke play her rendition of the song. She was looking at an angel, her angel.

“Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven’s door.”

Watching her strum the guitar she knew it wasn’t a mistake to marry Clarke. This was going to be best decision of her life. There was no other way she could imagine waking up to anyone but Clarke Griffin.

Sure her mother fucked up in the past and her father pretty much hated her but this could not go wrong. Not every relationship was meant to fail. Almost twelve years with Clarke and now she was going to have her till her last breathe.

“You stare too much.” Clarke grumbled as she leaned back against the chair.

“I’m wondering if I could cross off amazing sex with an angel on my balcony off my bucket list.”

“Guess you are going to have to wait longer for that fantasy.”

Lexa groaned loudly and obnoxiously hoping to get her point across that she was not thrilled with that idea.
“Good morning to you too.” Rolling her eyes Clarke leaned forward to kiss her good morning then fall back into her chair.

“Why the sudden inspiration? Oh my god are you pregnant?”

“No ya dork. We are getting married remember?”

“Doesn’t ring a bell.”

“Must be all that mind blowing sex you are having.”

“Oh yeah right, that could be triggering my memory loss.”

“Don’t sound too excited.” Jumping up Lexa leaned over the chair pushing against the arm chair.

“Oh yeah right.” Lexa responded again this time adding a sexual tone to it. Clarke brought them another deep kiss already missing the feeling she got.

Lexa pulled away when her eyes caught sight of the papers on the table.

“Its already signed Lex.” Clarke noticed where line of sight went as she answered the unspoken question. Picking up the papers she scanned through the document where Clarke had agreed.

“We’re doing this?”

“And will wait to after Octavia's wedding to announce it.”

Lexa nodded her head as she picked up the pen. Talking through the possibilities they didn't want to steal the spotlight away from Octavia who was jumping over the moon about her wedding.

They would have a small wedding right after hers just to have a ceremony but other than they were happy just the way it was.

Lexa signed in every spot she had to. This was finally it she was going to become Alexandria Woods-Griffin. That took a lot of debating but she was happy with the name.

“Do you Lexa take Clarke to be your lawfully wedded wife?” Clarke whispered in her ear.

The sudden thought of Clarke being her wife brought her the biggest smile. Signing the last line she looked towards Clarke who too was also smiling from ear to ear.

“I Lexa Woods take you Clarke Griffin to be my lawfully wedded wife to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part.” Lexa spoke with pride and joy.

Cupping her face she kissed her wife like she never had before. Laced with passion, lust, and just the right amount of tenderness. She meant every word she had said. Nothing could ever stop her from loving her.

The alarm went off signaling they had to get a move on. Today was the day Lexa was to announce her candidacy. Preferably Clarke could sit on the balcony all day making sweet sweet love to Lexa but the real life called and would not let them leave a message.

“I think we have enough money to run away to an island and never look back.” Clarke offered knowing their salaries combined could totally make for a perfect getaway.

“Don’t say tempting things like that. Come on let’s go before Titus has our heads.”

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The press already swarmed the entrance to her building where a podium stood. Maybe she was in overhead to run for mayor. She was a business woman not a politician. There were so many things she had been learning to prepare for this moment.

So many of the previous nights were spent learning about the city and its laws as well as taking positions on sides of conflict.

Some of their friends and family had come out to support which made her even more nervous because she didn't want to fail them.

“You're going to do great.” Lexa looked over her shoulder to see Clarke standing there patiently waiting.

“You always take away my breathe away you know that?” Lexa walked over to Clarke who was dressed in a simple blue dress that shaped her hip but flowed out at the knees. Her favorite blonde hair was straightened out for the special occasion.

“I don’t think I’ll ever be as incredible as you are.” Pecking her lips she could feel the adrenaline run through her veins. The public saw her as this stoic business woman but with Clarke she was an extreme mush ball. Just like every kiss she could feel the mushiness inside her swell.

She could hear an introduction being made knowing it was now time.

“I’m never leaving your side. Don’t forget that.” Nodding her head in recognition Lexa took hold of her wife’s hand and led them out the door where the cameras began to flash.

Lexa leaned down to place a kiss on Clarke’s cheek. There was going to be plenty of those pictures plastered everywhere. She let go of her hand so that she could stand right behind the podium. This was her chance to make a difference and that was what she was going to do.

“Good afternoon everyone.” The noise settled down as everyone waited to hear what the young CEO was going to say. Looking around the area Lexa caught sight of her friends who was cheering her on even getting a holler from Raven.

Wanting to smile she kept a straight face to show her level headedness. Looking into the cameras she began the speech she had practiced many times before in front of Clarke.

“Ghandi once told us that we must be the change we want to see in the world. Polis has always and will always forever be my home. I want to see our city flourish to rise above all else. Which is why I am here today with the support of family, friends, and most importantly the love of my life to tell you that I will be running for mayor.”

It caught everyone off guard even some of her friends. She watched the shock take hold of many people as no one expected the young CEO to make sure a political move. For a second she felt she had made the wrong decision that she was in over her head.

Then a sudden round of applause emerge before Lexa could say anything more. Giving a tight smile she nodded her head firmly around as some people began to shout Mayor Lexa. Spotting Anya in the crowd she had been the one to initiate the clapping grateful she could rely on her cousin for help. Raising her hand she signaled for everyone to tone down so that she may continue.

“We are going to make Polis known for it’s integrity, generosity, innovations, and fortitude. It’s time we see a change with fresh young new eyes and I will be that person for you. Thank you.”

Lexa was a woman of very little words knowing she didn’t have to say much to get a crowd going. Everyone began to applaud her again as she stood for a few more pictures. Turning around her hand was caught by her wife and was leading them back into the building.

A few cameras began to follow flashing their lights through the window but Clarke knew better. She waited until they finally rounded the corner so that no one could see them. Pressing her against the wall she kissed her wife firmly with as much love and pride she could pour into it.

“I’m so proud of you.” Clarke moved a strand of the brunette hair behind her ear as she let her palm rest against her cheek. Lexa leant into it feeling content, safe, and relax. Those were the most powerful words that could be spoken and hearing it from anyone else would not be the same.