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First Day of My Life

Summary:

Life is going well for Lexa Woods: great job, beautiful loving wife, and a baby on the way. Then she finds out that she has kidney cancer that will leave her dead within months. She sets out to film her life's acquired wisdom for her child, and ends up on a voyage of self-discovery and reconciliation.

Notes:

Wow, another AU so soon. Yeah, I just finished watching a movie called My Life with Michael Keaton and Nicole Kidman and for some reason felt like writing this painful fic. The film gave me inspiration. Toss on current depression and other personal things and you get this fic.

Unlike the other one I just finished, I haven't written this one out. I've only got the first chapter, so expect random updates.

This fic is going to be sad. If terminal illness and all that jazz triggers you, don't read this. If death upsets you, don't read this.

Happy reading.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: Suddenly Everything Changed

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“It worked!” Clarke walks out of the bathroom, beaming as she waves the stick around. Lexa shoots up from the bed.

“It worked?!” Lexa asks, eyebrows raised. Clarke nods her head vigorously. Lexa stands up on the bed and jumps from it so she lands right in front of Clarke. She wraps her arms around Clarke’s waist and begins twirling her around.

“Holy shit, babe! We’re gonna have a kid. A biological kid. It worked!” Lexa yells, making Clarke laugh in her arms.

“You’re gonna make me dizzy, put me down!” Clarke chuckles. Lexa obliges and looks at Clarke. She runs her fingers through her wavy blonde hair, tucking a piece behind her ear before she leans in to place a warm kiss on her mouth.

They pull away, but keep their foreheads pressed together, both smiling.

“It worked.” Lexa whispers. Clarke nods, and places another long kiss on Lexa’s mouth.

Clarke Griffin and Lexa Woods met their freshman year orientation at UCLA. Lexa, majoring in pre-law, Clarke majoring in Art History. They quickly became best friends; at semester even going as far as requesting a roommate change (much to the dismay of their current roommates, who also happened to be their respective best friends from childhood). What went from best friends, turned into falling in love, which then turned into a tennis match of whether they should risk it or not, to them going for it, married, and now expecting their first child.

The two decided to go with an experimental route when trying to conceive their first child. Clarke’s mother, Abby Griffin, had shown Clarke and Lexa studies from the U.K. where they took one of the spouses bone marrow and were able to grow functioning sperm cells which then were implanted in the other spouses uterus, giving same-sex female couples a chance to have biological children. The two decided to try it and the result, is their current state of happiness.

The good news also comes off of the news of Lexa making partner at her firm and Clarke scoring a major client that wants to pay quite a bit of money for some of her art pieces. Needless to say, things are going absolutely perfect for them.

Lexa picks up Clarke again and carries her to their bed as Clarke throws her head back in laughter. Lexa lays her down and falls on top of her and begins kissing Clarke.

Their mouths battle with one another seamlessly, and Lexa begins kissing down Clarke’s neck, her clavicle, in between her breasts, until finally she starts placing messy kisses all over Clarke’s stomach.

“There is a human being growing in there!” Lexa exclaims while looking up at Clarke. Clarke smiles brightly at her wife’s excitement.

“Our human being.” Clarke says. Lexa nods and gives a lopsided smile as she kisses her way back up to Clarke’s mouth.

They kiss deeply until Lexa pulls away. Their legs tangling together.

“I love you.” Clarke whispers, staring longingly into Lexa’s dark lustful green eyes.

“I love you too.” Lexa whispers back. She then reaches over to the side table to turn out the light as the two of them tangle in the sheets, panting and sweating until the dawn.

//

Lexa wakes up early for her morning run. She untangles herself from a sleepy Clarke and heads towards their ensuite bathroom. She tries to stretch out her back, thinking the discomfort is from the awkward position she was laying in. She makes it into the bathroom and begins relieving herself. She forgets to flush, being still halfway asleep and makes her way over to the sink to splash cold water on her face. Lexa then begins her routine of brushing her teeth and putting her wild mane into a ponytail. She then remembers she didn’t flush and makes her way over to do it. What she sees makes herself rub her sleepy eyes a few times.

Blood. It wouldn’t be alarming to her normally, considering she’s a girl and this happens every month. But her period ended last week, and she has never been irregular in her life. She furrows her brow but flushes, thinking it’s probably just remnants from her last period. There’s a first time for everything.

She walks out of the bathroom and goes in search of her workout clothes in hers and Clarke’s shared walk-in closet. She finds a long sleeved workout shirt and some leggings. She goes and sits on the bed and ties up her shoes and is off to the races.

She runs almost 8 miles, getting the runners high at about the 4th mile which helped her push on. By the time she reenters her house, Clarke is dressed and in the kitchen making breakfast.

“Morning crazy.” Clarke smiles as she flips an omelette. Lexa walks over and places a kiss on her head before making her way to the fridge. She grabs a bottle of water and takes a long pull.

“Morning lazy.” Lexa finally retorts back. Clarke just sticks out her tongue.

“I’m carrying your child, you can’t call me that.” Clarke jokes as she sets two omelette’s down on separate plates.

“I just did.” Lexa smirks as she walks over to grab one of the plates laid out. Clarke playfully smacks her arm, making Lexa chuckle. She makes her way to their island and jumps up onto the stool. Clarke turns off the stove and joins her.

Lexa moans in approval of the omelette, eyes closed and chewing. Clarke smirks at her.

“That good huh?” Clarke asks in-between bites. Lexa nods.

“The best.” Lexa leans over and places a kiss on Clarke’s cheek. She then remembers the weird thing in the bathroom and decides to ask Clarke about it, considering her mother is a doctor.

“So weird thing this morning. I went to the bathroom and found blood in my urine.” Lexa says, nonchalance.

“Well, you are a girl last I checked, have been since you were born. I wouldn’t say finding blood in your urine being weird.” Clarke says, not looking up from eating her omelette.

“Now see, I would say the same thing, except my period ended last week and i’ve never been irregular.” Lexa says. Clarke stops eating and turns to look at Lexa, her eyes furrowed.

“Well, you should make an appointment to get that checked.” Clarke says. Lexa then nods and they both go back to eating their breakfasts.

“Speaking of appointments, when will you be making yours to get our first ultrasound?” Lexa asks, not being able to stop the grin that forms on her lips.

“I’ll call this afternoon. We also need to let everyone know. My mom, Raven, Octavia…your family.” Clarke eyes Lexa as she mentions her family, watching her tense up slightly.

“Yeah yeah. Let’s do all that after I shower. We can hold off on calling my parents tonight.”

“Lex, they’re on the east coast. It’ll be late by then. It makes more sense to call them while we’re making the rounds. I’ll be the one that talks to them if it bothers you that much.” Lexa stands to put her plate in the sink, she walks back over to Clarke and places a kiss on her head.

“Whatever you want, pretty girl.” She then makes her way up the stairs to shower and get ready for the phone calls for the day.

//

“Have you been having discomfort anywhere else?” Dr. Mikaelson asks Lexa.

“My back has been bothering me a little. I think I just pulled something though. “ Lexa replies.

She watches her doctor type things into a computer furrowing his brow as he does. A moment passes and he stops typing and looks at Lexa.

“Any other symptoms? Things maybe a little out of the ordinary for you?” He asks. Lexa thinks for a moment.

“I’ve been a lot more tired recently. I think it might be from the promotion and having a baby on the way. But I do find myself waring out a lot more easily.” Dr. Mikaelson nods and types what Lexa assumes the symptoms she just rattled off.

“Okay, i’m going to take your temperature and get your blood pressure.” He stands and takes a thermometer out and places it under Lexa’s tongue. After a few moments it beeps and he takes a look.

“98.6. So no fever. Let’s get your blood pressure.” He grabs the arm band, placing it on her right arm. He begins pumping it, reading the numbers. He furrows his brow and takes off the arm band. He writes down the numbers but doesn’t voice it out loud.

Lexa puts her jacket back on as she watches her doctor go back to the computer to input more information. Another moment passes and he seizes the typing.

“Alright. Your blood pressure is pretty high and mixed in with the other symptoms you have expressed, I want to get some blood from you and i’m also going to get someone in here to give you an ultrasound on your kidney’s. I also want to send you over across the street to get a CT scan, just to be safe. We’ll get all this done today and i’ll review the results and we’ll go from there.”

Lexa nods, not really worried about all the tests.

“Okay, sit tight. We’ll get someone in here to take some blood and give you that ultrasound. Let me print out a sheet for you to take over to imaging across the street. I already put in an order for the CT scan so it shouldn’t be a long wait.”

“Okay, sounds good.”

//

Clarke lays on the table in her hospital gown, waiting patiently for her OBGYN. Lexa’s peeking around the office, making Clarke roll her eyes.

“You’re like a little kid sometimes I swear. Always gotta snoop through things.” Clarke voices. Lexa turns around and smirks.

“But that’s why you love me right?” Lexa cocks her head to the side.

“Sometimes I wonder if I bumped my head at some point. Or if you created some love potion and slipped it into one of my drinks.” Clarke jokes. Lexa feigns hurt.

“I don’t need potions or bumps on the head. My own charming self is just that good.” Lexa winks.

“Whatever you tell yourself to sleep at night.” Clarke chuckles.

It’s then that Clarke’s OBGYN comes in. Lexa startles a little and sheepishly walks over to Clarke to hold her hand.

“It’s good to see you again Clarke. Lexa, always a pleasure.” Clarke looks at Lexa and rolls her eyes. Lexa lightly chuckles. Clarke’s doctor walks over to the ultrasound machine to get the probe.

“I see you were snooping once again, Lexa.” Her doctor jokes. Which makes Lexa wink at her.

“Can’t help myself. So many shiny things.” Lexa retorts earning a hearty laugh from the OBGYN.

“Alright. Clarke you might feel some pressure but it shouldn’t be too bad.” She inserts the probe and the ultrasound screen begins to light up. Clarke squeezes Lexa’s hand for a moment before going slack. The two watch the screen, not really knowing what they’re looking for.

“That little light, towards the middle, do you two see that?” Clarke and Lexa both nod, not taking their eyes off the screen.

“That’s the embryo. See how it’s flickering? That’s a heartbeat. I’d say you’re about 6 weeks.” Clarke turns to Lexa who is still staring at the screen, mouth agape. Absolutely mesmerized.

“Lex, there it is.” Clarke whispers. Lexa finally takes her eyes off the screen looking at Clarke’s bright blue eyes.

“We did that?” Lexa questions, still in a daze.

“We did that.” Clarke smiles.

“Let me take a few pictures for you guys to take home.” They both turn back to watch the screen and then it goes dark. Clarke looks at Lexa again, beaming with pride.

“I’ll be right back with your photos and to schedule the next appointment. Clarke, go ahead and get dressed.” She leaves the room and Clarke sits up.

“I can’t believe that’s going to grow into a human being.” Clarke says as she stands to get changed. Lexa stops her and pulls her in for a searing kiss.

They pull away and Lexa looks at Clarke with nothing but pure unadulterated love.

“I love you so much.” Lexa says.

“If you could take a look in my chest, you’d be terrified to see how much I love you.” Clarke replies, earning a cheeky grin from Lexa.

“Told you it was just my charm.” Lexa smirks.

//

“Mrs. Griffin-Woods, did you bring anyone with you today like I instructed?” Dr. Mikaelson asks.

“Oh yeah, I knew I was forgetting something. Is it mandatory?” Lexa jokes. Dr. Mikaelson sighs and shakes his head.

“Always a smartass. No, it was just preferred. Where’s your wife?” He asks.

“She’s meeting a client right now. Putting on that Griffin charm to bring home some bacon.” Lexa leans back in her chair in front of the doctor. Relaxed.

“Very well then.” He opens what Lexa assumes is her file and test results from the multiple tests he had had her do three weeks ago.

“I like you Lexa. I do. So when I tell you this, please know it is a burden.” Dr. Mikaelson has a look of remorse on his face.

Lexa furrows her brow, confused by her doctors statement. “Alright.”

“Your ultrasound and CT results show that you have a tumor on your kidney. It’s already grown through the outer part of it. Those two tests, as well as your blood test also show that the cancer has spread to the local lymph glands and has also metastasized in your liver, stomach, and one of your lungs. I’m sorry to say…but you don’t have much longer. This is a very aggressive cancer. I’m so sorry.”

Lexa frowns and stares at a point in Dr. Mikaelson’s nearly perfect mahogany desk. There’s a chip in it, and that’s what Lexa focuses on. After a moment she leans forward and hangs her head. Cancer. Aggressive cancer. Not much longer. That’s all she got from his scientific explanation.

“How much?” Lexa croaks. She hopes he understands her question.

“I’d say, about 6 months.” He replies. Lexa hangs her head again. That’s not nearly enough time. She works her jaw from side to side. She finally raises her head to meet the sympathy in her doctor’s eyes.

“Are there treatment options?” Lexa asks, her voice a little shaky.

“I’m not an Oncologist. But from what I know about this type of cancer, and the stage it’s at, you can take immunotherapy drugs to prolong the inevitable. But, unfortunately, you’ll never be in remission. I’m so sorry Lexa.”

Lexa sits back and takes a deep breath. She looks out the window of his office, then nods her head. So this is her karma. This was the other shoe that had to drop. Things were going too perfect.

She now has an expiration date.