Get your girl
“Ok, time to close up. Dr. Tanner, do you think you can handle that?” Clarke asked the first year resident. She looked up across the table at the resident, who was nodding her head eagerly. “Ok, great. Good work everybody. Thanks!”
She took a step back from the operating table, holding her hands up and gave nods to the people she passed as she walked to the scrubbing room. Stripping off her gloves and gown, she turned the water on, cleaning her hands.
“Great job Clarke,” Wells said, appearing at the sink next to her. The two of them had been working together on the patient who had been wheeled into the ER with multiple injuries received during a building collapse.
Clarke took a deep breath, feeling slightly more relaxed. There was post-ops to do, but so far they had been able to save the majority of patients who had been injured in the accident.
“Thanks Wells. You too, buddy,” she said, nudging him with her shoulder as the two walked down the hall. She glanced down at her watch, and did a double take when she saw the time. “Oh shit, I didn’t realize that was the time! I gotta go!”
“Have fun!” Wells yelled after her as she took off down the hall, running to the locker room.
Clarke opened the door with a bang, letting out a hurried apology as someone in the room let out a startled yelp. She quickly opened her locker, stripping off her scrubs and throwing on her jeans and a flannel, slinging her bag onto her shoulder. She slipped on her shoes, buttoning her shirt as she raced out of the room and towards the front of the hospital. She ran through the front doors, waving at the people calling out goodbyes after her.
“Griff!” she heard, and came to a screeching halt, almost tripping over her feet in her haste.
Clarke turned her head to see Raven hanging out of the window of her truck, waving her hands from where she had parked her car. She smiled, buttoning the last button on her shirt before heading in Raven’s direction, opening the passenger side door and climbing into the front seat.
“Sup Griff,” Raven said, wiggling her eyebrows, sunglasses perched on her nose.
“You are a lifesaver, Raven,” Clarke said, buckling her seatbelt and leaning back into the seat with a sigh. “I thought I was gonna have to grab a cab back home and then head to the airport.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Raven replied, pulling out of the spot. “I put your suitcase in the back so we can go straight from here.”
Clarke grinned before leaning over the middle console and placing a kiss on Raven’s cheek with a resounding smack. “My life would certainly fall apart without you,” she declared, settling back into her seat.
Raven just sighed loudly, but a smile crept onto her face as they pulled out of the hospital parking lot.
“So are you excited?” Raven asked, fiddling with the radio before finding a song she liked.
Clarke nodded her head, digging through her purse to find her cell phone. “Ah-ha!” she exclaimed, pulling it out of her bag. As expected, she had a couple of texts waiting for her.
Mommy3hrs ago
Have a safe flight! Call me when you get a chance. I miss you, sweetie.
Better Blake1hr ago
Is the spaghetti in the fridge still good? How long ago did we make this?
Better Blake1hr ago
Ehh, what’s life without a little risk?
Better Blake1hr ago
Octavia Blake ain’t no bitch baby. GO BIG OR GO HOME.
Better Blake30m ago
Update: I feel not so great, and we should really clean out our fridge more often. Ugh.
Better Blake30m ago
Have a safe flight. Also, tell Raven to pick up some Gatorade on the way home. She’s still ignoring me because I wouldn’t let her perform her latest science project in the kitchen.
Hot Soccer GF20m ago
Headed out to breakfast with Anya, Alex and Tobin. Hope you have a great day!
Hot Soccer GF20m ago
I miss you. I’ll call you after my game tonight.
She laughed when she read the new name in her phone for Lexa. “Raven, stop changing the names in my contacts,” she said, shaking her head.
“It wasn’t me!” Raven said, holding one of her hands up in the air. “Probably O. You know she changed her name in my phone to ‘The Better Blake’?”
Clarke hummed along to the song on the radio, responding to her mom and Octavia before sending a text to Lexa.
I’m about to go into a surgery and then I have another one after that, but good luck in your game tonight! Wish I could watch but I’m sure you’re gonna be amazing ☺
Clarke slipped her phone back in her pocket, grinning. “Lexa told me she was gonna call me after her game,” she informed Raven.
“Nice! Girl still has no idea then,” Raven said, nodding her head.
“Well it was such a last minute thing,” Clarke explained. “I didn’t know if I was gonna get the weekend off. Plus I figured she would like the surprise.”
“If my hot long distance girlfriend showed up at my game out of the blue I would be stoked,” Raven replied, yelping as Clarke pinched her arm. “Hey! What? You’re hot. You know this. I know this. It was a compliment.”
“Anyways,” Clarke said, interrupting Raven’s feigned offense. “You sure you’re good to pick me up on Monday morning?”
“Yup,” Raven confirmed. “Look at you, with the romantic gestures Griff. You seem really happy.”
Clarke smiled, thinking about her girlfriend. “I am really happy,” she said, sighing softly.
“And how’s the whole long distance thing going?” Raven asked. “Gotta admit, it was a little weird to not have you on the sideline next to me during that friendly last week.”
“It’s been good,” Clarke said. “Well…good considering the circumstances. I miss her like crazy. But Lexa’s been surprisingly good at staying in contact. It’s just sort of frustrating when I have overnighters at the hospital. I feel like she’s always waiting for me to get back to her a lot of the time.” She sighed, crossing her arms. “But she’s been so great about it. But I haven’t seen her in person in like, two and a half months or something.”
“The last time was when she was here to play against Octavia’s team?” Raven asked.
“Yup,” Clarke replied. “We have officially been apart longer than we’ve been together. Physically in the same place, anyways.”
“Wait, how long have you guys been dating?” Raven inquired, scrunching her eyebrows in concentration as she tried to remember when her two friends had made things official.
“About five months,” Clarke answered. “Honestly, she’s been so great. It’s been tough being away from her but this whole thing…it just made me realize how much I like her.”
The two let Clarke’s words linger between them, the radio the only thing filling the car with sound.
Clarke thought about how her and Lexa’s relationship was going since the reality of long distance had finally caught up to them. Most days it was good, and Clarke relished the moments when she would get out of a long surgery and find a new voicemail waiting for her, or wake up to a good morning text that let her know Lexa was thinking about Clarke just as much as Clarke was thinking about her.
They had little arguments—nothing serious, just ones that cropped up every once in awhile when the frustration of not seeing each other or playing phone tag one too many times boiled over.
And sometimes, when Clarke had a bad day—she lost a patient, or she got a flat tire on her way to work, or she had to yell at her first year residents because they made mistakes that should never have happened—all she wanted was Lexa’s arms wrapped around her, and her girlfriend’s soft breath on her ear as she told Clarke everything was going to be ok.
Yes, long distance was difficult—but she was dealing with it.
Just a few more months and she would be taking her boards, which meant Clarke would be almost unreachable with how busy she would be studying and preparing for the rest of the year. Not to mention that Lexa would be on her way to the Olympics with the national team around the same time Clarke was taking her boards—in fact, if the U.S. made it to the final, Clarke would be finishing up her boards pretty much the day before. Plus, the time leading up to the Olympics would be spent training and traveling, playing friendlies and attending camps for Lexa. They would both be increasingly busy soon, and Clarke wanted to make sure they carved out some time to spend together before their schedules really took off.
Hench, why she was flying out to Kansas City despite only have two days off—Clarke wanted to see Lexa, to hold the other girl in her arms, and to feel her kiss and hear her laugh in person and just simply be in the presence of her girlfriend.
She hoped Lexa felt the same way.
(She had a feeling her girlfriend did, in fact, feel the same way, if the amount of effort Lexa was putting into their long distance relationship was anything to go by.)
“I’m pretty sure I’m in love with her,” Clarke finally said, breaking the silence.
Raven remained silent, and Clarke took that as a sign to keep talking.
“I know it’s only been five months, but I just—she’s so amazing,” Clarke continued. “I’ve never felt this way about someone before. Lexa makes me feel safe—she makes me feel like I can do anything. But it’s not a safe where I feel like I’m settling, you know?” she asked, though it was clear to Raven it was a rhetorical question. “It’s a safe where I feel warm and fuzzy and happy and like I want to be around her all the time. She continually surprises me, too. Good surprises.”
Clarke closed her eyes, thinking of the time a few weeks ago when her and Lexa had been on the phone, watching late night television together on the rare night Clarke didn’t have to spend at the hospital and Lexa didn’t have to be up early for training. They were watching reruns of I Love Lucy, and an infomercial for edible arrangements had come on during the commercials.
* *
“But who would spend money on this type of thing, Clarke?” Lexa asked incredulously, after Clarke had mentioned how pretty the edible arrangements were.
“It’s a nice sentiment,” Clarke commented. “I don’t know why it’s not more popular. I mean, a bouquet of flowers is nice, but you can’t eat flowers.”
“You technically could,” Lexa said. “I mean, as a doctor I’d hope you’re smart enough not to? But if you really wanted to…”
“Oh, shut up,” Clarke said, chuckling. “You know what I mean. Edible arrangements are pretty to look at, and then when you get hungry you have a snack right there!”
“If you want fruit, just buy fruit,” Lexa argued. “I don’t want my fruit to be in any artsy, fancy display. If I’m hungry, I just want to eat it. No muss, no fuss.”
“There’s a joke in there, somewhere,” Clarke teased. “And I’m just saying, it’s just a nice thing to receive.”
Lexa snorted, and Clarke could practically see the eye roll her girlfriend was giving the TV. “I guess,” Lexa said, her voice tinged with skepticism. “It doesn’t seem that hard to make, either. Don’t you just need like, shape cutters and sticks?”
Clarke laughed, shaking her head. “I don’t know, babe. I’ve never tried to make an edible arrangement,” she said.
“Oooh! This is the episode where Lucy and Ethel work in the chocolate factory!” Lexa said, and Clarke turned her attention back to the show, smiling at her girlfriend’s enthusiasm.
“You’re so cute,” Clarke sighed into the phone.
Lexa scoffed. “You have no proof, Griffin,” she said.
Clarke simply smiled as Lexa’s laughter filtered through the phone, the two of them watching Lucy and Ethel cramming chocolate anywhere they could.
The next day, Clarke had been paged to the nurse’s station and when she got there, found a comically large edible arrangement bouquet waiting for her. Her coworkers all teased her playfully as Clarke bashfully plucked the card off of the basket, a smile growing on her face as she read the message.
Clarke,
Call me a sucker for a spectacle.
I miss you,
Lexa
Afterwards, Clarke had whipped out her phone, taking a picture and posting it on Instagram with a caption that simply said: @LexaWoods proof.
* *
Clarke opened her eyes, smiling at the memory.
“And Lexa is funny! She’s so funny, and nobody knows it but she’s just a huge dork, and she makes me laugh,” Clarke continued, her blue eyes shining, and Raven smiled softly at the look on her friend’s face. “And Lexa is just—she’s so inherently good. She’s genuinely a good person. She puts on this serious façade, but underneath it all she’s the kindest person. She’s got a heart of gold.”
Raven pulled the car up to the curb in the drop off zone of the airport, and Clarke turned to face her friend.
Clarke didn’t know when it happened, exactly. There wasn’t a specific moment when it started.
But she knew she was falling in love.
“Do you think that’s crazy? That I fell so fast?” Clarke asked. “I feel like…I feel like I really do love her.”
Raven smiled at her friend. She shrugged, before covering Clarke’s hand with her own. “You’re falling hard and falling fast, Griff,” she said. “And there’s nothing wrong with that.”
The two climbed out of the car, and Raven grabbed Clarke’s suitcase from the backseat before wheeling it around the car to the curb, where Clarke was double-checking her purse to make sure she had everything she needed for the weekend.
“Thanks, Rae. Love you,” she said, pulling her friend in for a quick hug.
“Love you too,” Raven said. “Now go get your girl. Text me when you land.”
Clarke nodded her head once more before turning and heading into the airport. “Later, Rae,” she said, waving to her friend, and headed towards the security line.
* *
“And then Mama said not to tell Mommy cuz it’s a secret!” Kellan finished her story with a flourish, making a face that could only be described as exasperated.
Lexa stifled her laughter, but Anya, who was sitting next to her, had no such qualms and burst out laughing. Alex was scowling at Tobin, who was looking anywhere but her wife, all the while Kellan continued to happily eat her pancakes, pausing only to take a sip of her apple juice.
The Morgan-Heath family and Anya were in town with the Thorns, who were taking on FCKC later that night. Lexa always jumped at the chance to hang out with her cousin and one of her favorite soccer families, the group usually catching breakfast or lunch together whenever they were in town for the game.
“Kellan, I thought we agreed to keep our long boarding adventures to ourselves?” Tobin asked her six-year-old daughter, leaning over and wiping the syrup off the little girl’s face.
“I didn’t tell Mommy,” Kellan said matter-of-factly. “I told Auntie Lexa and Aunt Anya!”
That comment did it—Lexa burst out laughing as well, joining Anya. Tobin simply sighed, watching her daughter eat her breakfast with a fond smile on her face, and even Alex had to smile after her daughter’s comments.
“Never mind,” Tobin muttered, shaking her head.
“Serves you right,” Alex said, turning to look at her wife. “Telling our daughter to keep secrets from me?”
“I love you?” Tobin said, though it sounded like a question.
Alex rolled her eyes. “That won’t work every time, you know.”
Tobin grinned, leaning over and pressing a kiss to Alex’s cheek.
“I love you too,” Alex grumbled back.
“You Morgan-Heath’s are so disgustingly cute,” Anya commented, taking a sip of her coffee.
“Especially you, munchkin,” Lexa chimed in, tapping the bill of Kellan’s hat.
The little girl looked up at her aunt, giving the soccer player a smile despite not knowing what the adults were talking about. Lexa let out another laugh when she saw that Kellan’s mouth was full of pancakes, and her cheeks were puffed out when she smiled, making her look like a tiny chipmunk.
“You want to talk about disgustingly cute?” Tobin asked. “What about the doc and the Commander?”
“What about us?” Lexa asked, raising an eyebrow in the other midfielder’s direction.
“Clexa?” Alex asked, quirking her eyebrow.
Lexa groaned, crossing her arms. “Oh my god, that is not a thing,” she said. “Stupid Raven.”
The occupants at the table laughed, and Lexa scowled at her friends.
“No, but really,” Alex said, once the laughter died down. “How is that going? The whole long distance thing?”
“It’s definitely been tough,” Lexa replied truthfully, smiling as Kellan offered her some of her pancakes. “No thank you, munchkin,” she said to the little girl before turning her attention back to Alex. “It’s been tough, but it is what it is. We talk as often as we can. I miss her like crazy all the time.”
“But you two are ok?” Tobin asked.
Lexa nodded her head, taking a sip of water. “Yeah, we’re doing really well,” she said. “It helps that we communicate over a bunch of different platforms. Twitter, text, phone calls, emails—Clarke even got me to send hand written letters,” Lexa confessed, grinning at the thought of her girlfriend. “She makes me so happy.”
“That is so sweet,” Alex sighed. “Tobin and I used to write letters to each other when she was playing in Paris. She used to say the sweetest things.”
“Used to?” Tobin asked, feigning offense. “Excuse you, I still say the sweetest things.”
Alex snorted, shaking her head. “The other day you came home and greeted me by saying, ‘what up baby mama’,” Alex said, holding her hands up to use air quotes. “And then asked me to make you a sandwich.”
“Well what I said was true. You are my baby mama,” Tobin argued.
“What up baby mama,” Kellan said, and the adults at the table all turned to look at the little girl, who had seemingly finished her breakfast and was now making her little dinosaur figurines trot across the table in front of her.
Anya and Lexa just laughed, while Alex gaped at her daughter and Tobin stifled her laughter. Kellan looked up, a wide grin on her face at the laughter of some of her favorite people.
“What up baby mama,” Kellan repeated, gap-toothed grin on display as Lexa and Anya laughed harder.
Alex sent Tobin a look, and Lexa decided she should probably divert the little girl’s attention.
“All done, munchkin?” Lexa asked, picking the little girl up from her seat and plopping Kellan down in her lap.
Kellan nodded, looking up at her aunt. “Go to the park, Auntie Rexa?” she asked.
Alex and Tobin each gave Lexa a nod, and the soccer player smiled at Kellan. “Sure,” Lexa said.
“Swings?” Kellan asked as Lexa picked up the little girl once more, placing her on the ground.
“You bet,” Lexa answered, smiling and readjusting Kellan’s hat so it was sitting backwards on the little girl’s head.
The adults all stood up too, Tobin beating Lexa and Anya to the front counter where she settled the bill.
“You guys can get the next one,” Alex said, giving the two a placating pat on the back.
Though they all knew that Alex and Tobin would always try to pay for them—the Morgan-Heaths were just the best kind of people, and Anya and Lexa had a special place in Alex and Tobin’s hearts ever since the two cousins had been called up to the senior national team while they were still in college.
“Come on, little one,” Anya said. She shook her head at Alex before reaching down and lifting Kellan up, the little girl squealing as she was placed on the goalkeeper’s shoulders. “The park awaits!”
The two took off out the door, peels of laughter echoing back from the soccer player and the little girl. Alex, Tobin and Lexa followed, the group walking down the street to the park the group had passed on their walk from Lexa’s apartment to the diner.
“Tobin!” Anya called out from ahead of them. “My grandma is calling. Can you…?”
Tobin jogged to catch up with Anya and Kellan, scooping the little girl into her arms. The mother and daughter walked over to the swings as Anya answered her phone, walking over to sit at one of the empty tables that were set up at the park.
Lexa and Alex headed towards a park bench, perched on the edge of the sand and watched as Kellan’s face lit up with a grin when her mother went down the slide first, the little girl following shortly after.
“So how are you doing, really?” Alex asked, breaking the silence. “With the whole long distance thing? I know how tough it can be…when Tobin was away, I felt like I was missing a part of myself, you know? Like, I was ok without her. But it was nothing compared to the feelings I have when I get to live my life with her, by my side.”
“I do miss Clarke a lot,” Lexa sighed, putting her hands behind her head and leaning back against the bench. “But this distance has also made me realize just how important she’s become to me.” She paused, looking up at the clouds in the sky, remembering an afternoon spent at the park with Clarke, lying on the grass and finding shapes in the clouds. “I think I’m in love with her,” she admitted. Lexa turned to Alex, green eyes meeting blue—a different shade Lexa was used to, but brought her comfort nonetheless as she her mentor and one of her best friends pull her into a sideways hug. “How do you know for sure that you love someone?”
Alex hummed, giving Lexa a squeeze. “How do you know?” Alex repeated. “Well, that’s really up to you. I could tell you the first time I realized that I was in love with Tobin.”
“When?” Lexa asked, curious. She had heard the infamous story of ‘Operation Talex’, as Kelley and Ashlyn had a tendency to call it, but never from Alex or Tobin themselves.
“It was a normal day,” Alex said. “Ordinary, really. We were sitting in our apartment in Portland watching a soccer game on TV—I don’t remember who was playing—and Tobin turned to me and said, ‘Let’s go on an adventure.’ And I agreed, and do you know where she took me?”
Lexa thought about it, knowing that Alex and Tobin had traveled all around the world—both for soccer and for vacation. The couple had been on some epic adventures, most of them because Tobin had an itch to do something out of the ordinary and got Alex to come with her.
“Where?” Lexa finally asked, not able to pick a place out of the numerous ones the couple had been.
“To the grocery store,” Alex said.
“Wait—what?” Lexa asked, surprised. “The grocery store?”
Alex laughed, nodding her head. “The grocery store,” the older woman said. “And we bought some kraft mac and cheese and supplies for s’mores. And we ended up camping in the living room that night, having a Harry Potter marathon.” Alex smiled, thinking of the memory. “It was perfect.”
“So you knew you loved Tobin…because she took you to the grocery store?” Lexa asked, confused.
“I knew I loved Tobin when she referred to a trip to the grocery store as an adventure,” Alex corrected. “And I realized that everything the two of us did together was something I could label an adventure—it’s new and exciting and fun, even if it’s something as monotonous as going to the grocery store.” Alex placed her hand on top of Lexa’s, giving it a squeeze. “As long as I was with Tobin, it didn’t matter what we were doing—it was an adventure. One that I would gladly take with her, everyday for the rest of my life. That’s when I knew.”
“Wow,” Lexa breathed out. She had a whole new insight into her friend’s relationship—and honestly, the way Alex was talking about Tobin was humbling and inspiring all at once.
Alex gave her a look of understanding, a small grin on her face. “Yeah,” Alex said. “It hit me pretty hard at the moment, too. I was so happy when I realized what it was that I was feeling, and then I was terrified, and then happy again.”
Lexa nodded her head, going over the thoughts swirling through her mind. “I’m more…exhilarated? More excited than scared,” Lexa admitted. “That’s a good sign, right?”
“Falling in love—that’s not really a choice,” Alex said, nudging Lexa with her shoulder, eliciting a smile from the other girl. “It’s more like a free fall.”
“Mama! Come play!” they heard Kellan squeal, and both looked on as the little girl laughed as Tobin pushed her on the swing, giggling as she went higher and higher.
Alex stood up, stretching her arms above her head before patting Lexa softly on the shoulder. “It’s not so bad to fall, Lexa. Look what it can lead to,” she said, gesturing to her family, a smile on her face. “After all, the best thing about falling is that somebody has the chance to catch you, right?” She waited as Lexa nodded her head, taking in her words. “And Lexa, I’m really certain Clarke will,” Alex finished, giving Lexa another pat on the shoulder before walking over to her wife and daughter, Kellan shouting with excitement when her other mother joined them.
“Mommy! Look how high up I am!” Kellan yelled, and Lexa laughed as Alex made a big deal out of it.
Anya plopped down next to Lexa, stretching her arms above her head.
“Nona says to call her later,” Anya said.
Lexa nodded in acknowledgement, still smiling at the small family playing on the swings.
“I’m in love with Clarke,” Lexa said casually, leaning back next to her cousin.
Anya, for her part, simply snorted with laughter. “No shit,” Anya replied. “Congrats, Commander Heart Eyes.”
Instead of being offended, Lexa just laughed, the two cousins sitting and laughing before Kellan demanded the two of them play sandman with the small family.
* *
Lexa cursed under her breath, watching the play unfold as she sprinted to catch up. She knew it was no use though. When Tobin sent that cross to where Lexa just knewAlex already was—well, it was almost always a guaranteed goal once the ball meets Alex Morgan’s feet.
And it was.
Alex managed to beat FCKC’s goalie 1 v 1, and the Thorns took the lead 2-1 in the 90th minute.
“Damn you Morgan,” Lexa said as Alex jogged past her, sending the younger player a wink.
“That’s Morgan-Heath to you,” Alex quipped back over her shoulder before jumping into her wife’s outstretched arms in celebration.
Lexa patted her goalkeeper on the back before jogging back to midfield. There were three minutes of stoppage time, and Lexa was determined to get away from this game with at least a tie.
Refocusing, Lexa grit her teeth before kicking the ball off, and play started again.
* *
“Anya!” Clarke called out.
She had made her way down to the front row, catching the attention of the Portland goalkeeper once the final whistle blew. Portland had taken the game 2-1, and she was hoping to catch Anya’s attention so she could get down onto the field to surprise Lexa before her girlfriend headed into the locker room.
She watched as Anya looked towards the stands, and then did a double take. A grin spread across the goalkeeper’s face as she realized who was calling her name.
“Clarke?” she asked, and quickly walked over to the stands, waving and nodding at the fans screaming her name. “What are you doing here?”
“Surprising your cousin?” Clarke asked. “Think you can get me on the field?”
Anya nodded, signaling to the security guard standing in front of the steps that led to the field. “She’s with me,” Anya said, gesturing to Clarke, who hurried past the security guard and down the field.
“Thanks,” Clarke breathed out, giving Anya a hug. “Great game, by the way. That was a great save. Lexa is gonna be pissed she couldn’t get that one by you.”
Anya let out a laugh, smirking. “Yeah well, I told her she wasn’t gonna get one by me this year,” she said. One of the Portland trainers approached them, and Anya nodded towards where Lexa was chatting with Alex and Tobin on the sideline near midfield, both team’s players mingling with one another. “Go on then. Get your girl.”
Clarke laughed, nodding her head before turning around and walking quickly to where Lexa was standing in front of Alex and Tobin. She saw the couple’s eyes widen as they recognized Clarke, who put a finger to her mouth to let them know to not give anything away.
“Are you a soccer player? Because I’m gonna need your name and number,” Clarke said loudly, grinning as Alex and Tobin started to laugh.
Lexa turned around to see who had been talking to her, the confused look on her face being replaced by joy as she took in the girl standing in front of her, decked out in a Lexa Woods FCKC jersey, matching beanie and scarf on as well.
“Clarke!” Lexa exclaimed, wrapping her arms around the other girl, hugging her tightly. Clarke laughed as Lexa picked her up, spinning her around.
“Hi,” Clarke breathed out once Lexa put her back down, arms still wrapped loosely around Clarke’s waist.
“What are you doing here?” Lexa asked, green eyes sparkling with excitement.
“I’ve kind of got a thing for one of the players on the team,” Clarke said, feigning nonchalance as she brought her arm up, resting her palm on the back of Lexa’s neck. “It’s a crush, really. Sort of embarrassing. She’s kind of out of my league.”
“Oh yeah?” Lexa asked, playing along. “I bet she’s not out of your league. Pretty girl like you?”
Clarke shrugged, pulling Lexa closer by tugging on her jersey. “I don’t know,” she said, sighing exaggeratedly. “I think Alex Morgan is already married.”
“You’re a jerk,” Lexa laughed out, placing her forehead against Clarke’s as the doctor chuckled too. “I missed you,” Lexa said softly.
“I missed you too, babe,” Clarke replied, before closing her eyes and meeting Lexa’s lips with her own.
The two shared a soft kiss, before Lexa wrapped her arms tighter around the other girl, attempting to bring her closer.
Clarke, remembering they were in public surrounded by Lexa’s teammates and fans, pulled back slightly, smiling at her girlfriend.
“Lexa, we’re in public,” Clarke said.
“Don’t care,” Lexa responded, before capturing Clarke’s lips again.
Clarke felt Lexa tug lightly on her bottom lip, before pulling away slightly and nudging her nose against Clarke’s, switching sides and kissing her firmly on the mouth again.
Clarke grinned into the kiss, causing Lexa to grin too, and the two broke apart with a shared chuckle. Lexa took a step back, dropping her hands from Clarke’s waist to grab the doctor’s hands, intertwining their fingers together.
“I’m so glad you’re here,” Lexa said, swinging their arms side to side between them. “How long do I have you for?”
“The whole weekend,” Clarke answered, laughing at her girlfriend as Lexa let out an excited yelp, fist pumping as if she was celebrating a goal. “You’re such a dork.”
“And I adore you,” Lexa shot back.
“Charmer,” Clarke replied, giving Lexa a quick kiss on the cheek. “But dammit if that line doesn’t work on me every single time.”
Lexa just grinned, wiggling her eyebrows at her girlfriend before leading Clarke over to where Tobin and Alex were playing with Kellan, the little girl dribbling the soccer ball and attempting to kick it past Tobin.
“And Kellan Morgan-Heath scores!” they heard Alex yell, mimicking an announcer as Kellan jumped up and down, her hands in the air. Tobin had a dejected look on her face, though Lexa and Clarke could tell she was struggling not to smile. She was lying down in defeat after her daughter had kicked the ball between her legs and into the goal. “Morgan-Heath with an incredible goal, nutmegging the keeper and winning the game! What a victory for the U.S.!” Alex continued to yell. “We have seen history in the making here tonight, folks!”
Kellan’s eyes lit up as she spotted Clarke and Lexa walking towards them, and she ran to the couple, arms spread out in a goal celebration very reminiscent of her mother’s.
“Auntie Lex! Clarke!” the little girl yelled, before launching herself into her aunt’s arms. “I scored! Did you see me?” she asked excitedly.
“Sure did, munchkin!” Lexa replied enthusiastically. “What a goal!”
Clarke held her hand out and Kellan gave her a tiny high five. “Where’d you learn to do that?” Clarke asked, smiling at the little girl who scrambled down from Lexa’s arms, adjusting her snapback from where it had fallen a little bit in front of her eyes.
“Mama taught me!” Kellan yelled.
“Your mama’s got some moves,” Tobin said, appearing behind her daughter. “Hey Clarke!” she greeted the doctor, giving her a hug.
“Clarke!” Alex said as she joined the group, pulling the doctor in for a hug of her own. “It’s so great to see you! Lexa didn’t tell us you were coming!”
“Lexa didn’t know,” Clarke said. “I happened to get this weekend off last minute so I decided to surprise her.”
“The best surprise,” Lexa chimed in, slinging her arm around Clarke’s shoulders and pulling her girlfriend closer. She turned her head and placed a lingering kiss on Clarke’s cheek.
“Clarke come to dinner too?” Kellan asked, referring to the family’s plans to grab dinner with Lexa and Anya after the game.
“Oh sweetie, I think Auntie Lexa and Clarke are gonna go to dinner on their own,” Alex said, crouching down in front of her daughter.
“Actually, we’d really like to go with you guys,” Clarke informed the family, catching Lexa’s grin in her peripheral as the frown Kellan had on her face after her mother’s comment turned quickly to a smile. “If that’s ok with you guys,” Clarke continued.
“We’d love for you both to join us,” Tobin said, picking up her daughter and putting her on her shoulders. “If you really want to.”
“We really want to,” Clarke confirmed, nodding her head.
Alex smiled, pulling Clarke and Lexa into another hug. “Great! Well then we should go get changed,” Alex said after she released them.
“I can hang out with Kellan while you three go to the locker room,” Clarke offered, grinning at the cheer the little girl let out from her spot perched on her mother’s shoulders.
Kellan reached out to Clarke, and Tobin picked her daughter up once more, handing her to the doctor.
“Thanks Clarke,” Alex said. “We’ll be quick.”
“I’ll be quick,” Tobin said. “Al will take a little longer.”
Tobin laughed, dodging the towel Alex snapped at her wife as the two headed towards the visitor’s locker room.
“I’ll be right back,” Lexa said, turning to Clarke, who was holding Kellan’s hand in her own.
She leaned in, giving Clarke a soft kiss before turning around and jogging to the locker room, a large grin on her face. She looked back towards the field to see Clarke standing in the goal as Kellan lined up to take a (shortened) penalty kick, laughing as the little girl let out another cheer as she kicked it past the doctor.
* *
Lexa stared at her the girl lying next to her, brushing a piece of hair out of her girlfriend’s face.
“I’m so glad you’re here,” Lexa said softly, smiling as Clarke turned to look at her.
The two were lying in Lexa’s bed, having gotten back from dinner with the Morgan-Heaths and Anya. A movie was playing on the TV, but Lexa hadn’t paid attention since the girl next to her had laid her head on Lexa’s chest.
Lexa dipped her head as Clarke tilted her chin up. She felt the other girl smile against her cheek as Lexa left a lingering kiss on Clarke’s forehead, before pulling back and resting her chin on top of Clarke’s head.
“I’m glad I’m here too,” Clarke said softly, moving her hand under Lexa’s shirt, letting her palm rest against the warm skin of the soccer player’s stomach.
Lexa felt a shiver go through her body as Clarke’s fingers started to scratch lightly against her stomach. She tilted her chin up as Clarke turned her head and placed a kiss on Lexa’s neck. She groaned as Clarke’s mouth lingered on a spot, before moving up Lexa’s neck and placing a kiss on the spot just below her ear.
“Clarke,” Lexa breathed out, tilting her head to the side to give her girlfriend more access.
She let out another groan as Clarke climbing on top of her, straddling her hips. Clarke broke away from Lexa’s neck, sitting up and pulling her shirt up and off of her. Lexa shuddered as Clare bent down again, kissing along her jaw as the doctor pushed Lexa’s shirt up, hands exploring the skin underneath.
Lexa sat up, bringing Clarke with her as the doctor pulled away and lifted Lexa’s shirt up, pulling it off completely and throwing it to the side. Clarke’s hands cupped Lexa’s cheeks, and the two shared a soft smile.
“I missed you so much,” Clarke said, and Lexa closed her eyes at the feeling of Clarke resting her forehead against her own.
“I miss you everyday,” Lexa replied softly, caressing the skin above Clarke’s jeans.
Clarke let out a soft chuckle. “Always so competitive,” she said, nudging Lexa’s nose with her own.
Lexa shrugged, pulling back as green met blue, both pairs of eyes shining.
“What did you say? Oh right,” Lexa teased. “Love me or leave me, babe.”
Clarke just grinned, before pulling Lexa in for another kiss, the soccer player’s soft chuckle turning to a moan fairly quickly.