Clarke is cranky. It's been three days since Clarke and Lexa spent the night together and they've both been so busy with work, that they haven't had enough time to be alone…in a private kind of sense.

She's cranky because its game night at her and Octavia's apartment and everyone is hogging Lexa. First it was Raven, yanking Lexa down to the floor beside her to play some stupid video game. Then it was Octavia and Lincoln talking about something stupid with the brunette, it probably wasn't stupid, but Clarke is in a mood, so everything is stupid right now. And now, it's stupid Harper, sitting on the arm of the chair that Lexa is currently sat in and clearly, clearly flirting with her brunette. Clarke has the overwhelming urge to go and shove Harper off that arm.

Lexa's eyes keep flashing over to Clarke's, whilst she politely listens to whatever stupid things Harper is talking to her about. Clarke thinks Lexa probably wants to be alone with her, too.

Clarke sighs and walks out of the living room space and into the kitchen to grab another beer, she pops it open and leans over the counter, resting her forearms on the flat cool surface. She stares into space thinking about all the things she would much prefer to be doing right now, with Lexa.

"Hey, Blondie! What's with the grump face?" Raven slides in beside her, nudging her friend with her shoulder.

Clarke looks at Raven and then turns her head slightly to pointedly stare at Lexa and Harper, who are still engaged in conversation as Harper places a hand on Lexa's arm every now and then.

Raven rolls her eyes and then grabs the blondes arm, yanking her to the edge of the hallway, so she can speak with her friend more privately.

"Okay Blondie, I'm telling you right now that you need to push down those Jealousy feelings. You know how Harper is, she's always been the touchy feely type and Lexa is clearly all about you, so stop with the cranky face."

Clarke huffs, she knows Raven's right, she knows she's being a bit childish right now, but after everything her and Lexa have been through, she can't help but feel a little vulnerable and possessive.

"I know, I know. I'm being silly. It's not even that Lexa is a problem. I just don't trust her" she says, gesturing with her head to Harper. That's when she notices that Lexa is no longer sitting beside her and she quickly scans the room, looking for her favourite brunette.

"Where is Lexa anyway?" Clarke whips her gaze around, trying to spot her.

"Bathroom?" raven suggest as she shrugs.

Clarke checks the bathroom, only to find it empty. She checks the bedrooms and comes back into the living room to scan it once more. She looks to Harper.

"Harper, where did Lexa go?"

Harper shrugs. "She told me she was going over to the kitchen to find you."

Clarke frowns at that and decides to go and ask Lincoln if he knows where the brunette has disappeared to.

"Hey, linc, where is Lex? I've looked all over the apartment and I can't find her."

Lincoln's brow furrows, he just got a text from Lexa saying she was tired and had left early. And now he's concerned as to why Lexa would leave without telling Clarke.

"Uh…She left just now, she texted me to say she was tired and going home. She didn't tell you?"

Okay, now Clarke is confused. She pulls out her phone and checks to see if Lexa has texted her, maybe she wasn't feeling well. She checks her phone, no texts. Now she kinda pissed off, she barely got anytime at all with the brunette and now she's just up and left.

"Uh…no, she didn't tell me."

Clarke turns away from her friends and quickly dials Lexa's number, hoping to get an explanation for her leaving and to check if she's okay. It rings twice before she's sent to voicemail. Strange. She calls 3 more times before the phone goes straight to voicemail. Did Lexa turn her phone off?

So she decides to text the brunette instead.

To Lexa: Hey, Lex! Lincoln says you left, are you okay? Can you call me please?

Clarke would drive over to Lexa's apartment, but she's already drank too much to drive. When an hour goes by without a text from Lexa, she starts to get irritated, but she's genuinely concerned that Lexa might be unwell or something is wrong.

To Lexa: Lexa? PLEASE text me back or call me. I'm getting worried.

By the time everyone has left and Clarke is sitting up in her bed, another hour has gone by without any contact from Lexa.

To Lexa: I'm really worried now, If you don't answer me soon, I'm gonna get a cab over there. Please let me know you're okay.

After 10 minutes, Clarke's phone vibrates her hand, she jumps and instantly swipes the screen open.

From Lexa: I'm fine.

What the fuck? Clarke stares at the simple text, completely and utterly confused by the brunette's behaviour tonight. She texts Lexa back, but all future texts go unanswered.

Clarke wakes up Saturday morning and she is PISSED. Lexa hasn't answered any of her text messages and it's starting to really hurt. What the hell happened? Why is Lexa ignoring her? Clarke is frustrated at all the unknowns and it particularly stings that this happening so soon after they slept together. They haven't even had a chance to talk about anything.

Clarke throws on some jeans, a hoodie and a pair of running shoes before driving over to Lexa's apartment, to find out what the hell is going on.

When Clarke knocks on Lexa's door, Lincoln answers. He looks uncomfortable and that just makes Clarke more irritated.

"Is Lexa here?"

"Um…no, she went out for a run."

Clarke narrows her eyes at the man, he looks on edge and his body is angled, so that Clarke can't see into the apartment. He's looking anywhere but in Clarke's eyes. He's lying.

"Oh really?…" Clarke takes out her phone and shoots a quick text to Lexa. A familiar Text notification tone rings out somewhere in the apartment. Clarke raises an eyebrow at Lincoln.

He sighs and rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. Once his arm has moved from the doorframe, Clarke quickly barges passed him and heads for Lexa's bedroom.

She doesn't bother knocking, entirely too frustrated by now and throws the door open to find Lexa sitting on her bed, phone in hand. The brunette just stares at her, she doesn't say a word.

"Really, Lexa? What the fuck is going on? Why won't you answer any of my texts or calls?"

Lexa still doesn't say anything, she just gets up off the bed and grabs her leather jacket, and walks passed Clarke.

The blonds whips around in disbelief and grabs the brunette's wrist, stopping her.

"Hey, please talk to me, has something happened? Did I do something?"

Lexa looks down at where Clarke has grabbed her wrist and then looks up to meet Clarke's eyes. The coldness in the brunette's eyes makes Clarke drop her hand as she recoils back at the icy glare.

"L-Lexa-I"

The brunette cuts her off, voice low and void of emotion.

"No, you don't speak. Have I not given you enough, Clarke? Have I not proved myself, over and over again? Even after you SHOT ME"

Clarke freezes, she thought they'd gotten passed this. Lexa's words make her eyes sting and she winces at the blow that hits her right in the heart. The blonde just cannot grasp why this is happening, what changed?

"Please, I-I just don't understand." she chokes out, she can feel the tears starting to flow, there's no way she can stop them, not when Lexa is being so hurtful.

Something flashes in Lexa's eyes at seeing Clarke's tears, but its quickly gone again, the brunette takes a step back and doesn't look Clarke in the eyes.

"Neither do I." she says, before turning and leaving her own apartment.

Lexa doesn't see Clarke all weekend. And Clarke doesn't try to text or call.

Lexa hated seeing Clarke cry, but she's hurt and angry at what she heard at Clarke's apartment. She doesn't know what else she could possibly do to gain the blonde's trust. She thought she had it.

Friday, Clarke's Apartment - Game Night

Lexa had been trying to excuse herself from her conversation with Harper, for about half an hour now. She desperately wanted to talk to Clarke, be with Clarke and finally ask her partner to be her girlfriend. She also really, really needs to pee. They are at a good place and after the other night, when they finally slept together - god, that night is all that consumes Lexa's mind, everything was perfect.

Lexa sees Clarke walk off into the kitchen, and after having more than enough of Harpers high pitched laughs and not so subtle flirting, she excuses herself. As she makes her way to the kitchen, she sees Raven approach Clarke and then pull her past the kitchen doorway and to the end of the hallway. Not wanting to interrupt their conversation, but also really needing to pee by now, the brunette figures she can just politely slip passed them. She's about to do just that when she hears Clarke's voice as she approaches.

"…Lexa is a problem. I just don't trust her." It stops Lexa is her tracks, she whirls around and goes back to the kitchen. She's devastated to hear Clarke say those words. She still didn't trust her. Clarke thinks Lexa is still a problem. What the fuck? Why on earth did they sleep together is Clarke still doesn't trust her? Did it not mean anything to Clarke? The pain is overwhelming, squeezing at Lexa's fragile heart. She thought they were okay. She has to get out of there.

Lexa slips out the door, she shoots Lincoln a quick text and leaves. Hurt and anger twisting in her gut.

Lexa is dreading seeing Clarke, but work is work and she has to deal with it. She arrives at the station 15minutes early and walks into HQ, mentally preparing herself to just try and get through the day without her emotions getting the better of her.

She gets to her and Clarke's office to find it empty, Clarke obviously hasn't arrived yet, so Lexa sighs in relief at having some time to gather her bearings.

Lexa is sitting at her desk with her coffee, Clarke is 30minutes late, which is odd as Clarke is never late. Traffic, maybe?

Just then, there is a knock on the office door and Raven walks in.

"Hey Lex, Looks like your with me today, Blondie's called in sick."

Lexa frowns and her anger starts to build. Wow, Clarke is the one calling in sick? She's got a nerve, It should be Lexa avoiding Clarke, not the other way around.

"Seriously? Wow, I doubt she's sick, she's probably avoiding seeing me because she feels guilty. Which, is hilarious, if anyone should be wanting to avoid the other, it should be me. I hear you guys on game night."

Raven looks at her, an eyebrow quirked in question.

"Uh, what? You're going to have to fill me in on the latest drama, because I'm confused as to why you're not speaking so kindly about Blondie, and I don't like it. So, start talking." Lexa frowns at the other girl, surely she's well aware of why Lexa is so upset, Raven was the one Clarke was talking to after all.

Lexa quickly fills in Raven on everything she heard on game night, how she felt, how she left and everything that's happened since then. When she finishes talking, she immediately feels confusion as the look on Raven's face. It's a mixture or anger and disbelief.

"You're a fucking idiot. I legit want to slap you right now. You've got everything, so, so fucking wrong."

Lexa is taken aback, why is Raven taking Clarke's side, Clarke is the one in the wrong.

"What? Are you kidding me right now? What the hell have I got or done wrong?"

Raven rolls her eyes and crosses her arms, pinning Lexa with a glare.

"First of all, Lexa, you only heard the tail end of that conversation. Clarke actually said, and I quote 'I know, I know. I'm being silly. It's not even that Lexa is a problem. I just don't trust her' as in HARPER, she was saying she didn't trust Harper because, let's be honest, that girl is far too flirty with any pretty girl or boy. Clarke was jealous, she was being impatient because she wanted to spend time with you."

Lexa instantly feels all the colour drain from her face, her blood runs cold. Fuck.

"Secondly, you're a mega massive asshole right now. You could've at least given her the benefit of the doubt and asked her about it. But no, you had to be a drama queen without any communication. Clarke adores you, I'm pretty sure that girl is madly in love with you and you just treated her like shit. You didn't even let her talk. She's probably devastated right now."

Lexa feels like utter shit. She jumped to conclusions, something she'd given Clarke a really hard time for, in the past. Oh god - The way I spoke to Clarke, I was so cruel.

"I've fucked up."

"You fucked up big time."

"Shit, Rae, what do I do?"

Raven can clearly see the panic in Lexa's eyes, she's pissed that Lexa has hurt Clarke, but Lexa's her friend too, so she decides to help her out. Raven sighs heavily and pulls out her phone, she calls Octavia and tells her about the conversation she's just had with Lexa. Octavia sounds pissed, but she reluctantly agrees when Raven suggests Lexa goes around to see Clarke and apologise.

Raven ends her call and looks up to meet Lexa's desperate eyes.

"Okay, I spoke to O and she says Clarke is there, she's in bed, she really is sick, she has the flu…."

Lexa's head drops, she feels even worse that Clarke is sick, the stress of Lexa's actions probably didn't help with that.

"…Look, Lexa. I suggest you go around there and apologise right away, I suggest you grovel, I'll cover for you, but you better make things right, Blondie doesn't deserve this shit."

Lexa nods rapidly, before grabbing her wallet and keys from the desk. She quickly hugs Raven and says a thank you before running out to her car.

Lexa arrives at Clarke and Octavia's apartment, sweaty palms and shaky hands. She's screwed up big time and all that keeps running through her mind is the pained look in Clarke's eyes when she came to Lexa's apartment. She knocks gently and the door flies open, revealing a very pissed looking Octavia.

"O, Listen, I-"

"Save it. I am so fucking angry with you right now. Why didn't you talk to me or Linc? or fucking Clarke? Honestly, Lexa…you're an idiot sometimes." Octavia's eyes soften as she sees that Lexa is clearly distressed and looking incredibly guilty. "Look, It probably wasn't my place, but Clarke is really sick and I feel so bad for her, she's been crying and puking since Saturday night. I told her what Raven told me on the phone, she knows why you flipped out but she's really hurt. She told me you threw the shooting thing in her face, NOT cool Lexa."

Lexa winces as she remembers what she said about that, not cool indeed, she's passed that, she said it to hurt Clarke because she thought Clarke has hurt her. I'm the biggest asshole.

"I know, I feel terrible, I'm so sorry, I can't bear the things I said to her, I just need to apologise."

Octavia steps back from the door and quirks an eyebrow as Lexa drags a huge box full of bags and balloons into the apartment.

"It's for Clarke, but I have to see if she'll let me apologise first."

Lexa turns and walks towards Clarke's bedroom door, hands shaking as she knocks and then opens the door slowly.

When she finally enters the room, her heart immediately aches at the sight. Clarke is curled up on her side, under the covers, her eyes are puffy and red, a light sheen of sweat across her brow, showing she's fighting a fever. The blonde looks so small and exhausted, her watery eyes look up at Lexa, they hold nothing but sadness.

Lexa feels a lump form in her throat, its painful. She rushes across the room and is instantly on her knees infant of Clarke, where she lies curled up in her bed.

"I'm so, so, so sorry Clarke. I'm so sorry, I'm so stupid." she croaks out, reaching out to gently take the blondes hand that isn't holding a tissue, finding slight relief when Clarke doesn't flinch away from her touch.

"It's okay, Octavia told me you heard me and Raven wrong, you just got it all mixed up." Clarke's voice is faint and hoarse, no doubt caused by her symptoms. Lexa is shocked by Clarke's understanding, not feeling like she deserves such easy forgiveness.

"No, Clarke, I acted horribly, I was so cruel to you. I'm so sorry, I reacted without speaking to you about it….and…i said some horrible things to you…I-"

"You were mad, we say things we don't mean when we're mad, at least I'm hoping you didn't mean them." the blonde coughs and sniffles, she's really sick and Lexa curses herself for causing Clarke such stress.

"I didn't mean what I said…about…when you shot me. That was a low blow…no excuses, I behaved badly and it was unfair of me to throw that in your face, I said I forgive you and I honestly do. That was such a shit thing to say."

"It was. It hurt, Lex." a few tears fall from Clarke's eyes and Lexa leans forward, wiping them away with her thumbs and then gently running her fingers through messy blonde waves.

"I'm so sorry, I'll never react like that again, please don't cry. I promise I will always talk to you before I may any assumptions on anything, Please tell me we will be okay."

"We're okay, It just still hurts, It'll pass eventually, but it still hurts right now, but I forgive you. I understand, but you were really stupid to just leave like that."

"Let me make it up to you, I'll be right back." Clarke's brow furrows as she watches Lexa leave the room, she's gone for about 10minutes before Clarke looks up to the doorway after hearing some loud shuffling. Clarke can't help but grin at what she sees.

Lexa is walking into the room, trying to carry several balloons that have "Get Well Soon" on them, several heavy bags hang off her furry arms…yes, furry arms. Lexa is dresses head to toe in the most adorable Pluto the dog costume, her face squished into a hole where the characters mouth should be. Lexa has a nervous smile on her face.

"Lexa…why are you Pluto?" the blonde says through small chuckles, Lexa does looks very cute.

"He's your favourite cartoon character, right? I thought it would be funny, cheer you up some."

Clarke snorts and then erupts into cackles of laughter which cause her to choke and cough a few times. Lexa tilts her head to the side - like a damn puppy , confused and Clarke laughs even more at how adorable the other woman looks.

"Lex…haha…Lexa, awwww, it's Scooby Doo….Scooby is my favourite character."

Lexa blushes bright red, her shoulders slump and she pouts at her mistake. Scooby Doo, of course, where the hell did i get Pluto from?

"I'm sorry, I'm getting everything wrong."

Clarke can't stop laughing, but reigns it in enough to usher Lexa over to her. Lexa drags her feet over to Clarke's bed, still pouting. Clarke cannot stand how adorable the brunette looks right now, it's too much.

"It's fine! This is so much better, you are adorable. If I wasn't so sick I would cover your face in kisses, this is so cute. I love the balloons too, what's in the bags?"

Lexa jumps up and brings the bags to the bad, waddling as she walks, Clarke lets out a snort when she sees Lexa's tail.

"I went to like 5 stores and bought you as much Flu medicine as I could find, the good stuff. We have cough syrup, throat lozenges, pain killers, Vapo Rub…" Lexa wiggles her eyebrows and Clarke laughs as she pulls one of Lexa's floppy ears, causing the brunette to feign a glare. "…yeah, I can help you apply that if you want, we have various soups, snacks, chocolate, different teas that apparently help clear your sinuses. I got some more boxes of tissues, they have a special balm on them so its soft on your nose and I also have a bunch of juices, good for vitamin C. Oh! and some magazines….I…I could make you some soup and we could watch a movie or something together? I wanna take care of you…If you'll let me."

How can Clarke possibly say no? Lexa is looking at her with shy, vulnerable eyes…and she's in a freaking Pluto costume! She's sweetly bought all these things to make Clarke feel better, Clarke can see how truly sorry the brunette is.

"Lex, this is all so sweet of you. I'm just worried if you stay around me that you will get sick too."

"Actually, not a problem, I had a flu shot whilst I was away. I can't get sick. Please, Clarke, please let me stay and take care of you." Lexa's eyes shine with hope and Clarke doesn't see why she can't stay, she wants her to stay.

"Okay Pluto, you can stay."

Lexa lets out a toothy grin that make her look even cuter. Lexa makes Clarke some chicken noodle soup and a nice peppermint tea. She wraps Clarke up in her arms on the bed whilst they watch some movies and soothingly rubs Clarke's back when she has a coughing fit. Lexa knows that she has more making up to do, her behaviour has been awful, but Clarke is so forgiving and understanding, she feels unbelievably lucky.

They eventually fall asleep, with Clarke snuggled up into Lexa's side. Octavia comes in to check on them and chuckles at the sight of her sick roommate snuggling up to Pluto, Lexa falling asleep before she could change. Octavia puts her phone on silent and snaps a few pictures. She hopes her two friends can move on without anymore drama or misunderstandings, they are so in love, they deserve to be happy.

Several days later, Clarke is back at work. Thanks to Lexa's constant (if not a little over the top at times) care and affections, she's feeling much better. They are better. Clarke has never felt so cared for, Lexa has been so wonderful.

When Clarke enters their office, she's surprised to be instantly pulled into the room and pressed against the wall by her partner. Lexa captures her lips and kisses her hot and hard, hands travelling up and down her sides, squeezing her hips.

"Well, good morning to you, too, Lex" Clarke says breathlessly, as their lips part to take a breath.

"Mmm, Good Morning, I missed you, I don't like working with Raven - she's bossy."

Clarke chuckles and sighs as Lexa places gentle kisses along her neck.

"You've seen me everyday, before AND after work. And i'm sure I can be bossy too."

Lexa pulls back to look at Clarke and grins. "I like it when you're bossing me around. And I miss you whenever I'm not with you, every second."

Clarke looks back into Lexa's eyes and all she sees is truth. The blonde pulls Lexa in from another kiss, hoping that it contains all her feelings for the brunette, that she misses her like that too.

"Clarke…" Lexa whispers against the blondes lips "…will you be my girlfriend?"

Clarke smiles widely, she presses a kiss against those beautiful plump lips and then nods.

"Yes, Lex. I'd love to be your girlfriend."

Lexa smiles back and then pulls away.

"Okay, come on! let's head out, I don't want to stay late today, I'd like to take my girlfriend out for dinner and then hopefully she'll let me ravish her tonight." that smirk is back on Lexa's face and it makes Clarke's skin tingle.

Lexa strides confidently out of the office until she feels a hand connecting with her ass with a smack. She jumps and whips around to find her girlfriend passing her by, confidently, biting her bottom lip as she winks back at the brunette.

Lexa grins, her girlfriend is hot as fuck. She runs to catch up with the blonde, hoping Clarke will definitely let her ravish her tonight.