Chapter 91

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"I'm dating Lexa," I repeat.

I resist the urge to squirm or fiddle with something nervously. Lexa squeezes my hand and I give her a thankful smile.

"You're... That's not something I expected to hear." Mom lets out a breath. "So you're gay?"

"Bi," I correct.

"Okay. Does she make you happy?" Mom asks.

I look at Lexa, smiling softly at the warmth I see in her eyes. "Yeah, she does."

"Good, I'm glad."

There's an awkward silence and I shift uncomfortably in place until I can't stand it anymore and speak. "Um, so are you okay with it?"

"If you're talking about you being with a girl, yes. If you're talking about you being with Lexa, the Commander of Twelve Clans, then I'm not sure yet. Lexa, we will be having some private conversations very soon." Mom says it in a tone that leaves no room for discussion.

"Of course, Doctor Griffin." Lexa replies politely, sounding understanding.

"Good. Now what about the other daughter I never had? Raven, how is the ground treating you?"

Other daughter she never had? I didn't know they grew so close. But I'm not really surprised, and I'm actually liking the idea of Raven as my adoptive sister. Or as I'm sure she will want to call it 'sister from another mister' or something.

Raven steps forward, glancing down at her leg brace. "I've been doing pretty good. My leg's fucked, though."

"Language!" Mom says automatically. "What happened?"

"Some of Jaha's guard dogs, the ones that put me in the dropship, didn't like when I fought back. I got beat up and um eventually one of them said 'this is from Jaha' and shot me in the back."

"That bastard, I'll kill him." My mother growls.

"That's exactly what Luna and Anya said, except they went into more details about Jaha and the guard's murders." Raven laughs.

I pretend not to notice when she wipes away a tear. Luna and Anya both put a comforting hand on her back and she relaxes.

"Smart women. I'll help them with their plans," Mom says. She sounds 96% serious.

"Um thanks Mama G." Raven replies and I grin at her at the nickname. Raven sticks out her tongue at me. "The bullet's close to my spine. I think it hit a nerve or something so I can't move my leg much. I built myself a brace, though. I'll be okay."

"Sometime soon you, Clarke, and I are going to all talk about it. Okay? I want to see if there's anything we can do."

"Alright. Thanks."

"What else has happened with you? Your leg can't be all." Mom asks.

"Um, I'm dating." Raven says. Luna and Anya move their hands down from her back and entwine their hands with Raven's.

"Really? Do I know them?"

"Kind of. It's Luna and Anya."

"And? Well, you two are full of surprises today." Mom says. "I guess I'll have to talk to them later too."

I smirk at how Luna and Anya freeze, looking like 'a deer in headlights' as the Old Earth phrase goes.

"I'll make sure they don't skip out on you. Can I be here for the talk?" Raven asks excitedly.

"No, it's just between me and your girlfriends." Mom says. "Now, I'm exhausted from all of this new information. I'm going to head to bed to think about all of this, okay? I'll radio you guys back tomorrow."

"Isn't it the afternoon up there?" I ask.

"Yes, but I'm tired."

"You're getting old, Mama G." Raven teases.

"Say that again and I will come down there." Mom threatens.

"Sure you will." Raven responds. "Good night, kriken plan (old woman)."

I blink, surprised that she knows any Trigedasleng. Luna and Anya are smirking proudly at their girlfriend. I have no doubt they taught it to her.

"Clarke? What does that mean?" Mom asks.

"Old woman." I respond.

"Raven!" Mom cries, making the woman in question flinch. "Just wait until I come down there, young lady. Your girlfriends' shovel talk will be the least of your worries."

"You're going to give them the shovel talk?" Raven asks right as I'm speaking as well.

"You're coming down here?"

"Whoa, one at a time kids. Yes of course I'm giving them the shovel talk, Raven. I've told you, you're like the other daughter I never had." Mom replies, her voice softer.

"Thanks, Mama G." Raven's voice is rough and I pretend not to notice that her girlfriends are wiping away a few tears with their free hands. "Just don't scare them away," she says in a more teasing tone.

"I won't. Now as for Clarke's question, yes I do plan on coming down. I'm going to present everything you've all said to the Council tomorrow morning. Minus the dating, of course." Mom jokes. "If you could stay near the radio, that would be great. They might need to hear it from you to believe it. And Raven? If you're okay with it, I would like to have you talk as well. About the dropship and what's happened to you. We might be able to get Jaha removed from the Council or even floated if we're lucky."

"I'll do it."  Raven says, squeezing her girlfriends' hands. "Can you do one thing for me? Can you let me talk to Sinclair tomorrow? He was my mentor and he's like a father to me and I would like him to at least know I'm alive."

"Of course," Mom replies. "I will talk to him after the Council. If you're still up to talking to him after the shitshow that's going to be."

"Language!" Raven jokes.

"Shush." Mom says but I can hear the amusement in her voice. "Now goodnight, I'm going to bed. Love you both, Clarke and Raven."

"Love you too," we respond simultaneously.

Raven grins at me and I know that if we weren't holding our girlfriends' hands, she would be making us high five right now.

The connection beeps and Raven turns down the volume on the radio.

"We can set up an extra tent if you two want to stay here tonight," Raven suggests to Lexa and me.

I exchange a look with Lexa, who nods. "Thanks, we'll take you up on that."












Next chapter, more talking! And I know sexuality wasn't a big thing in the show, but I find it hard to believe that they didn't even use labels for sexuality after just a hundred years in space or on the ground. Plus, I want a bi character to actually say they're bi, so here we are! Thank you all for reading and for your amazing comments! Stay awesome!

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