This is the third in my little series of not connected Lara/Alex stories. Because we need more Lara/Alex in the world! There might yet be a fourth one too for all I know, but not in a long time, I have written all my existing headcanons at this point.
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Naturally, Lara had no way to know what that phone call was about before it came. There was no bad feeling in her guts or any hair standing on edge. Everything was normal.
It had been a few weeks since she had left a man she'd once loved in an acid pool along with the man he'd helped her save the world from before betraying her and becoming as bad as the foe they had just conquered. Together. It was quite the betrayal, come to think of it. She didn't really do so for very long.
She didn't miss him - in fact, she'd been starting to look for her next project. She'd loved him once, or at least thought she'd been close, but it was a long time ago. The man he'd become was not the man she'd once trusted. That man had been dead for a while she suspected.
Then that phone rang. Long, shrill notes in the high-cielinged hallway until Hillary picked up and handed it over with an expression which was serious even for him. And the world all but stopped spinning.