Chapter 10
“Stop figeting around!”
“I am not figeting!”
“You bloody well are and it makes fixing this tie of yours impossible, so stop.”
Anya looked at her with a twinkle in her eyes. She managed to fix Lexa’s tie and took a step back to marvel at her work.
“Damn, my little sister looks handsome.”
“Do I?”
Lexa made a step to the side to be able to look into the mirror.
Her hair was braided, because Clarke had told her how much she liked it that way, and she wore a velvet suit that was midnight blue.
“Midnight blue? What’s that supposed to mean? That’s nothing, but a fancy expression for ‘almost black’.” Anya had laughed at her when they went suit shopping. Lexa didn’t mind. She liked the color. It reminded her of one of van Gogh’s paintings. It had been almost impossible to find matching shoes and a tie though. Lexa knew exactly how she wanted them to look and wouldn’t stop before she found the perfect ones. It had been worth it.
Anya couldn’t help, but smile at her sister.
“Lexa Woods is getting married. Who would have thought?”
Lexa turned around and looked at her.
“I guess you’re not completely innocent when it comes to that.”
She smiled and did something so atypical for her that it almost made Anya jump. She kissed her sister on the cheek.
“Thank you. For everything.”
Anya tried to ignore the single tear that was running down her cheek.
“You’re welcome, kiddo.”
She laughed the tear away.
There was a knock on the door. Anya opened and looked at Bellamy.
“Aren’t you supposed to be seating people right now?”
He nodded. “Yes, but I need you to step out for a second.”
She gave him a questioning look.
“Why?”
“Just come with me, please?”
Anya nodded.
“I’ll be right back, Lex.”
She closed the door behind her.
“What’s wrong?”
“We can’t find Clarke.”
“You gotta be kidding me!”
“She was right there with the girls until all of a sudden she was not.”
“What the fuck? These two are going to be the death of me!”
Anya took a deep breath.
“Find Raven and Octavia and tell them to look for her.”
“They are already on it.”
“Okay. Keep seating people and make sure to stall as long as you can. I will find her.”
Anya turned around and checked the ladies’ room first.
There was a tap on the window that made Lexa turn. She went over and opened it.
“Clarke? What are you doing here? I thought I wasn’t supposed to see you until the wedding?”
“Lexa, I don’t think we have to pretend that we care about traditions. May I remind you that we are not the traditional types?” Clarke smiled at her and started to climb in. “And I’m not dressed yet anyway.”
“What do you mean? We are supposed to get married in …” Lexa looked at her watch. “… Twenty minutes.” She gave Clarke a hand. Clarke was still in jeans, t-shirt and her jacket. Lexa furrowed her brows. “You are not going to chicken out, are you?”
Clarke grinned. “No, I am not.”
She took a long look at Lexa.
“You look beautiful. The color of your suit reminds me of …”
“Starry Night over the Rhone.”
“Starry Night over the Rhone.”
They said at the same time and Lexa just had to smile.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
“Okay, now that we’ve settled this. Why are you not dressed yet?”
Clarke smiled.
“I realized that I have forgotten to give you something and I really wanted you to have it.” She took a small box from her pocket of her jacket and gave it to Lexa.
“When I asked you to marry me things didn’t turn out the way I expected. I never had the chance to give this to you. It’s the engagement ring that I picked for you.”
Lexa looked at her.
“You drove all the way back to the apartment to pick up my engagement ring?”
She chuckled. “I think Bell, Anya, Raven and O are frantically searching for you right now. They will hate you for this.”
Clarke grinned. “I don’t care. They can kill me later.”
She cupped Lexa’s cheeks and gave her a kiss.
“Open it. Please.”
Lexa opened the box. The ring was beautiful and Lexa felt her eyes fill with tears thinking about how long Clarke must have been searching for it. Two small golden bands were intertwined and it was impossible to find out where one started and the other ended. There were small green stones that looked liked someone had sprinkled them on the ring without method. Their color seemed to exactly match Lexa’s eyes. The ring was perfect.
Lexa stared at Clarke.
“It is beautiful, Clarke! Is it okay for me to wear it? I know we have wedding rings, but …”
Clarke smiled at her and took the ring from her hands only to put it on her finger. She kissed her.
“I am glad that you like it and I’d love for you to wear it.”
She smiled. “I guess, I have to go and get dressed now.”
Lexa nodded and Clarke went to the door. When she opened it, she stared directly into Raven’s face.
“What the hell, Clarke. Where have you been?”
Clarke looked back at Lexa and winked. Lexa laughed.
Lexa went down the aisle to stand next to Anya. The walking stick she was leaning on was a piece of art. It was black and had intricate carvings that started right beneath the handle. It had been a gift from her sister. Lexa probably wouldn’t need it forever as her legs got better everyday, but she felt like it gave her a somewhat distinguished look and therefore she kind of liked it.
She had been starting to work again a few weeks earlier. It was mainly desk work, but she didn’t mind. Bellamy made sure to tell her periodically that he would insist on being her partner again as soon as she got her medical clearance and Lexa was thankful for that.
She had moved in with Clarke even though the stairs were still a challenge, but Lexa figured that if Raven could climb them so could she. Raven and Clarke had been bridesmaids at Octavia and Lincolns wedding a few weeks earlier and when Clarke had insisted on dancing with her she had been happy to oblige even if her legs killed her afterwards. She would dance with her again tonight. She would dance with her wife, not matter what.
She took a look around and smiled at Abby who was sitting in the front row watching her. They had become close. Lexa had never really understood what it meant to have a mother until now. Abby made sure that she kept up her therapy, but didn’t overstrain herself. She hugged Lexa when she felt like it, which still took Lexa by surprise every time, and she made sure that Lexa and also Anya were included in every family activity the Griffins had.
Lexa couldn’t help, but smile at her. She had this warm fuzzy feeling inside that she couldn’t quite place. She felt … loved … and she wasn’t freaked out about this. How did this happen?
The music started and Lexa turned to look at the entrance expectantly. Raven and Octavia came in first. They both wore pants and tops that seemed to be a mixture of gold and beige. Neither of them could have been persuaded to wear a dress, but Clarke hadn’t really wanted them to.
When Lexa laid eyes on Clarke all of her thoughts just stopped as she marveled at how beautiful her bride was. The dress Clarke was wearing was golden and green at the same time. Lexa had the feeling that the color was constantly changing. Her blonde hair was open and flowed over her shoulders. Lexa could see how proud Jake was as he was leading his daughter down the aisle and she smiled. When they reached her Jake took his Clarke’s hand and put it in Lexa’s.
“Take care of my little girl, will you?”
Lexa nodded solemnly. “I will.”
Jake wiped away a tear. “I know you will.”
He smiled at them and went to sit with his wife.
Lexa looked at Clarke.
“You look beautiful.”
“You are very handsome, too.”
The pastor was clearing his throat and both of them turned to face him.
“Are we ready to begin?”
Lexa took a long look at Clarke and smiled.
“Yes. We are finally ready to begin.”