Ripple Effect

-8-

The next day as Ava stands in the kitchen making her and Lexa some lunch, her wife walks out of their bedroom with a huge smile plastered across her face. 

"So, I take it that your Mom and Abby's date went well?" 

Lexa smiles and nods, "Abby didn't even make it back to her hotel because they spent most of the night talking about things and their feelings towards each other."

"Oh, really? Is that all they did?" 

"Babe, please don't make me think about the possibility of my Mom having sex because that's a visual I can do without." 

Ava laughs, "Unlike me, who will forever have the visual of my Moms going at it on the couch stuck in her head." 

"Can we not talk about our Mom's sex lives? I'd really like to eat something." 

Ava looks at her with a half-smile, and Lexa catches on, "I said something, not someone! Now, pass over the plate, A."

"Or what?" 

"Or I tell Wren that you think she's cute when we get to camp." 

"You wouldn't!" 

"Oh, but I would! And I'm sure that Auntie Chris would love to hear that her teenage daughter has a much older, married, admirer." 

"That's not fair; even you've commented in the past how cute she is and how she has her Mom's eyes." 

"She may have Auntie Chris' eyes and her pace, but she's got the Heath cockiness with the ball."  

Ava laughs, "You're just mad because she 'megged you in the last scrimmage in front of the coaches." 

"I'd almost forgotten about that. Thanks for the reminder, that it's time for payback." 

"Yeah, good luck with that." Ava laughs before passing over a plate to her wife. "Eat up, my love." 

They curl up in front of the television content in each other's arms. 

Lexa kisses Ava's cheek, "I love being able to spend my recovery days with you." 

"Only recovery days?" 

Lexa rolls her eyes, "You know what I mean. I love spending every day with you, my beautiful, sexy wife." 

"That's better." 

"I sometimes forget that you're an O'Hara until you try and be a smartass with me and, well, fail miserably. But at least you're cute." 

"And you're sleeping on the couch." 

"Baby," Lexa gives her wife a pout face. 

"Fine, but you're doing the dishes." 

"What else is new."

"Be nice, or else you're making supper too." 

"I already am, so your point is moot."

"Whatever, you say, Lex."

"Hey Babe, do you think that Bodhi will be around the camp?" 

Ava laughs, "Why are you planning on borrowing his skateboard?"

"Maybe. He's pretty good with it. He even showed me a couple of tricks last time." 

"Yeah, well, I would prefer that my wife not hang around with a 16-year-old boy. Not to mention we don't need you getting hurt before the team is chosen for the tournament, and in all likelihood, Auntie Tobin will have him under lock and key after he made a pass at Lacey during the last camp."