Title: Plaything
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction adapted and based on other works of fiction .I only hold the copyrights to my imagination
Characters: Aria Montgomery, Alex Drake, Mona Vanderwall
Pairings: Molex; Aleria, Ezria
Summary: Two-Shot AU; Alex finds redemption when Mona wants to take another prisoner
Genre: Angst/ Drama/ Romance
Rating: M
Warnings: Character Death,
This work contains scenes depicting acts of a sexual nature so reader discretion is advised. The scene is in bold and marked off so feel free to skip it if it makes you uncomfortable.
Authors Note (A/N): This does not follow the Current Track, It is completely AU, Characters will be slightly OOC (out of Character)
I wrote this in a rush, all errors are mine, hope you enjoy it! Please review and let me know what you think!
This was not a prompt, rather it was partly inspired by a conversation I had with HappyUnicow. Then Taz got involved and added her own spin to the inspired idea and here we are!
Alex's accent was hard to write so I didn't bother with it...use your imagination people! There are a few 'easter eggs' and blatantly shameless references in this work, let's see if you guys can find them all
This story is messed up...I have warned you...
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Part 1: The Prison
*Bunker in Paris- Under the Foret Des Roses- Fines Poupee*
Mary Drake's POV
Mary Drake sat across from her youngest child, uncomfortably dressed in a stiff pink pouf while she sipped tepid tea. She heard the exasperated sigh from Alex and reasoned
Mary: "She can't keep us here forever..."
Alex was rightfully annoyed, the tom-boyish brunette was more comfortable in jeans and a tank top so the baby blue checked pouf she was wrestled into had to have been killing her because the brunette scoffed
Alex: "Of course she can...she's Mona..."
Mary rolled her eyes as Alex glared at their captor through the 6 inch glass of the viewing window. Mona put down the doll she had in her hand, moved towards the speaker box mounted on her side of the window and pressed the call button. A soft chime filled the air around Mary and Alex before Mona spoke
Mona: "Alex dear...time for bed..."
The side door clicked open and angrily, yet dutifully Alex stood up, smoothed down her dress and left to what Mary could only assume was her 'bedroom'. Mary had never seen the room where her child slept since she only laid eyes on her little girl when they had their afternoon tea. The oldest Drake stared at the retreating form of her daughter and sighed
'You can be redeemed Alex...I know you can...'
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*Bunker in Paris- Under the Foret Des Roses- Fines Poupee*
Mona's POV
I walked behind Alex Drake as she made her way through to her 'bedroom'. As I watched the brunette my mind began categorising the differences between her and the counterpart I grew up with. Alex had pulled her dress over her head, threw the garment over her shoulder and confidently strutted to her bedroom in nothing but a vermillion red bra and matching underwear, putting her toned body and chiselled abs on display. Alex was hard, brutish and...scrappy whereas Spencer was stubborn, feminine and manipulating. Mona could only assume what Spencer's body looked like, but the young Vanderwall could bet her life that Alex's body was more defined.
'Growing up on the streets of London definitely had its perks...Alex is just...yum...'
The taller brunette stopped at her door and turned to look at Mona, her expression annoyed and her posture commanding. Mona was too busy shamelessly ogling at the taller woman's body to notice the youngest Drake's annoyed expression. Mona only reacted when Alex huffed and hit two of her knuckled against the door and said
Alex: "open the bloody door Mona..."
The shorter brunette immediately obliged her, clicking a series of buttons on the lock pad on the adjacent wall and once the door hissed open, Alex walked in with Mona close behind her.
The room was coldly furnished, apart from the bed decorated with harsh grey and black sheets with matching pillows, there was a dresser, a small desk, a growing bookshelf and a steel chair which sat in the corner. The hot white glow of the overhead florescent lights, irritated Mona's eye, so the younger woman immediately found the dimmer switch and adjusted the brightness in the room. Meanwhile, Alex had tossed her pouf on the steel chair, and with her back to Mona she pulled open a few drawers of her dresser and pulled out a pair of black skinny jeans and a tight navy blue V neck t-shirt. The brunette was about to put her jeans on when Mona smiled softly to herself, ripped off her beret and trench coat, unzipped and pulled her skirt down before delicately unbuttoning her crisp white shirt.
Mona stood behind Alex, clad in a black lacy bustier and matching underwear set, lustfully gazing at the defined contours of the woman's shoulders. Mona reached out and laid her palm on the woman's clavicle and moaned.
Mona: "please...I have to be at dinner in an hour..."
Alex stiffened at Mona's words, which caused the shorter brunette to dig her grip into the woman's shoulder.
Mona: "Please...Please...Spencer..."
Alex roughly turned around at the mention of her twin's name, grabbed Mona by her elbow and growled at the petite doll maker, her eyes burning with fury and her accent thick with rage
Alex: "Don't say that slag's name!"
Mona smirked at this before forcing herself out of Alex's strong grip. She grinned crazily as she wrapped and arm around Alex's shoulder while the other gripped the back of the taller woman's head, and much to the taller woman's chagrin, Mona leaned in and kissed the woman soundly, forcing her tongue into the woman's mouth as Alex struggled against her
Mona broke the kiss as Alex spluttered, disgusted. Mona laughed at the brunette's reaction and began tracing lazy patterns on Alex's chest, trying to tease the woman she held securely in her arms.
Mona: "no no no...come now Spencer...I only have an hour before dinner...it's time for us to play..."
Alex stared at Mona angrily and was about to start yelling at the shorter woman when Mona goaded
Mona: "Do you want me to hurt Mary? Her heart's giving out you know..."
At the mention of her birth mother's name, Alex clamped her mouth shut.
Mona: "I thought you'd say that...now...fuck me...Spencer..."
(Mature content ahead)
Having been given her marching orders, Alex sighed angrily before pulling Mona closer to her and trailing a path of hot kisses along the column of the smaller woman's neck. The youngest Drake child was drawing lazy circles on the small of Mona's back with one hand while the other unhooked the woman's bustier. Once Mona's breasts were free of their confines, Alex bent her head down and nipped playfully at her left areola while tweaking the right nipple to a stiff peak with her now free hand.
Mona moaned sensually as she moved against Alex, desperate for more.
'Damn...that feels good...'
Mona weakened her grip on the taller brunette and roughly pulled Alex up before capturing the woman's lips in a rough kiss. Their tongues battled for dominance and eventually, and deliberately Mona lost the battle, allowing Alex to gleefully smirk against Mona's lips.
Between the two of them they knew one thing. Mona was boss, Mona was in charge everywhere except in Alex's room. No matter how disgusted Alex was with Mona, whenever the two of them fucked, Alex was boss, Alex was in charge and Mona loved it. Sure she called Alex 'Spencer' at times and she may threaten the woman occasionally but it was all because Mona knew that Alex was an amazing lover when she was angry and trying to prove a point. For Alex it was all about control, the young woman had a rough go of it so naturally she was always very protective and guarded with her body. She built herself into a weapon and protected her honour with everything that she had, so when somebody lashed out at her, taunted her or tried to disrespect her, she'd impulsively react before weighing her actions.
'So unlike Spencer...Spencer would throw me off and hit me...but Alex, oh my sweet broken doll, Alex wants...no needs...she needs to prove that she's not Spencer...Rosewood is toxic and now that I've saved Alex from it she can see past her crazy obsession to be Spencer...I did that...I saved her...'
Mona's breath hitched unexpectedly when she felt Alex roughly rip the fabric of her panties. The silk garment was torn from her skin and the cool pads of Alex's slender fingers plunged themselves into her core causing Mona to howl in pleasure as Alex's left hand invaded her.
Mona: "AH...Mmmh.."
Mona began biting Alex's shoulder, while she clawed into the woman's back as Alex began to set a torturously slow rhythm.
Mona: "Please...Ah...Please...faster..."
Alex continued to move at her agonisingly slow pace, enjoying Mona squirm against her as the shorter woman shamelessly begged for her release.
Mona: "Please...I need..."
Mona's breath was hitched, her cheeks flushed, her chest heaving as Alex pushed Mona against the backwall of the bedroom. The cold concrete hit Mona's back as Alex's hot skin pressed against the writhing brunette causing her every nerve ending to be set on fire, copious amounts of her nectar dripping down her thighs as she pleaded
Mona: "God...please...ah!...uhn...Spencer..."
That one word, a name was all it took for Mona's pleas to be answered, Alex growled angrily against her and fiercely grabbed the petite woman and pulled her to the middle of the room before roughly shoving her face down on the soft sheets of the queen sized bed.
Mona watched with lust hooded eyes as Alex mounted her and resumed thrusting in and out of her. Alex's movements were rough, hard, dirty even and Mona was loving every second of it. Soon spots danced against her vision as a powerful orgasm hit her causing her to scream out in pleasure.
Alex smirked as she watched Mona achieve climax, but the taller brunette offered the doll maker no reprieve. She continued to roughly thrust three fingers in and out of Mona's core as Mona rode her first orgasm, bringing the shorter brunette to another release in rapid succession.
(End of Mature content)
Mona panted deeply and slumped forward as Alex withdrew from her folds. The young doll maker turned around and adoringly gazed at her lover, at her Alex who, at that moment, seemed like she couldn't care less about Mona.
Alex was about to grab a towel and wipe her hand clean when Mona scurried forward and stopped her. She tutted softly and brought Alex's fingers to her lips.
Mona: "Mmmh...I always loved dessert first..."
Mona then sucked Alex's fingers clean, relishing her own taste as Alex watched on, Mona could tell be the brunette's posture that she was slightly disgusted but the darkness in her eyes displayed her secret arousal.
Mona dropped Alex's hand and dabbed at her lips before addressing her lover
Mona: "that was delicious...now...I must not dally...I have a dinner to get to..."
Mona turned on her heel and proceeded towards the door, she could have sworn she heard Alex mutter a harsh 'finally' to the vacant space so she turned around and watched Alex pull on her clothes, grab a book, settle against her headboard and begin to read. The taller woman was reading The Phantom of the Opera and Mona's heart lurched for the discarded orphan she looked upon. She dried the small tear that trickled down her face, cleared her throat and sighed
Mona: "Now...I must be off...After dinner I have a lot to do..."
Alex just nodded from her spot, clearly uninterested in Mona's affairs of the day. Mona pouted sadly and asked
Mona: "mmmh...don't you want to know what I'm going to be doing?"
Alex shut her book, annoyed. All the youngest Drake wanted was to go back to London, spend the money Charlotte left her and live the rest of her life, so to be constantly reminded by Mona that she was a prisoner grated on her nerves, so she pinched the bridge of her nose as she growled out at Mona
Alex: "No you stark raving loon! I don't care what you do...just go..."
Mona sniffed, pretending to be hurt as she let out a phony cry
Mona: "I just...I just thought that you'd like a new playmate..."
At the mention of another prisoner being added to Mona's dollhouse, Alex put her book down and spoke to Mona, her voice deep, commanding, almost terrifying and Mona couldn't help but flinch at the tone. She was still in Alex's bedroom...Alex was still boss but out there Mona would soon be boss and Alex could not stop her
Alex: "Who? What have you done?"
Mona smiled sickeningly and said
Mona: "Nothing yet...I saw Aria and the Jardin des Tuileries today...did you know she and Ezra were separated? Well I didn't so how could you know? I heard she hasn't spoken to anyone since she walked out on Ezra...Anyway...she might run back to Rosewood and tell Hanna and the others that I'm here, which would naturally bring Hanna here and then they will take me away from you and I can't have that...no...no I cannot...so, I'm going to bring Aria here...and you will always stay with me..."
Mona smiled eerily at her plan as she slowly retreated out the door, leaving Alex to stare at Mona through the closing door, her expression horrified.
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*Flash Forward- Three days later*
Alex's POV
Mona's crazy plan to bring Aria to her dollhouse spectacularly backfired. Mona may be a crazy bitch and a borderline genius but she was no match for Alex's brute strength. Mona had just brought Aria into her dollhouse and was feeling extremely impressed with herself. So, as a treat she rewarded herself with a trip to Alex's room but the youngest Drake was looking for redemption. Alex knocked Mona out, stole the keys to the dungeon, grabbed her pre-packed bag and set herself and Mary free before rushing off in search of Aria. After kicking open multiple doors, the youngest Drake found the tiny woman huddled in the corner of the oldest room in the bunker. Aria was curled into herself, knees against her chest, her dress torn slightly at places, her eyes wet with tears and her breath hitching in fear. The moment the door boomed open, Aria's head snapped up. Her eyes met Alex's and she sighed in relief
Aria: "SPENCER!"
Alex's heart twisted painfully at her sister's name leaving the smaller woman's lips. She didn't know why but when Aria called her 'Spencer' it hurt her, it saddened her. So the former bartender shook her head slightly and quipped
Alex: "Sorry love..."
Aria's face fell when she heard the accent, her eyes widening in fear as she tried to scramble away from Alex.
Aria: "Stay AWAY! Stay Away From ME!"
Knowing that their window to escape was closing, Alex slung her bag across her back, swiftly moved forward and closer to Aria, she grabbed the struggling brunette and carried her bridal style out of the room, down the corridors of the bunker and towards Mary who was waiting at the exit.
Aria: "LET ME GO! HELP! HELP!"
Alex quickly addressed the terrified Aria in her arms
Alex: "Shut it...I knocked Mona out but that crazy bitch will wake up with the racket you're making..."
Aria was immediately silenced but continued to squirm in Alex's strong hold
Mary caught sight of a struggling Aria in Alex's arms and lifted her eye brow curiously causing Alex to huff at her mother
Alex: "shut it..."
Mary raised her hands in surrender and together the woman left their prison.
The mother and daughter duo stood outside the Foret Des Roses- Fines Poupee, after Mary had barred the door of their dungeon. Aria was still struggling against Alex so the taller brunette gracefully dropped Aria to the ground. The smaller woman shivered in the cool Parisian air, so Alex shucked off her leather biker jacket and gave it to Aria, causing the smaller brunette to mumble a small 'thanks' and again Mary stared at her youngest curiously, smirking at Alex's actions.
Aria, who had now finally registered Mary's presence, began to speak
Aria: "MARY! Oh God! Where have you been? Spencer and Ali have been going crazy looking for you!"
At the mention of her twin's name, Alex visibly cringed, stuffed her hands into the front pockets of her jeans and looked anywhere else but at Aria
Mary: "Well...I was here...Mona kept Alex and I prisoner..."
Aria gasped in shock at the revelation but quickly caught herself
Aria: "Then let's go! Let's all go back to Rosewood! Tell Ali and Spencer everything and get Mona locked away in Welby for good this time!"
Mary and Alex shared a dark look over Aria's head, the two women thinking the exact same thing
'Rosewood would not safe right now...especially for Aria...Mona will look there first...'
Aria stared at mother and daughter and huffed
Aria: "What is it?! Will someone tell me what's going on?!"
It was Alex who cleared her throat and obliged the tiny artist
Alex: "err...Rosewood's the first place she'll look..."
At this Aria's heart sank and slowly she began to sob. Her trembling form and hot tears caused something to tug at Alex's heartstrings and soon she engulfed Aria in her protective embrace as the smaller woman cried against her
Aria: "I want to go home...I want to go back to Ezra..."
Alex could feel Mary's curious gaze on her, she could hear every voice in her head telling her to dump Aria at that very spot and run as fast and as far away as she could but her heart was saying another thing. Her heart wanted her to hold Aria tighter, to ease the smaller woman's pain, to protect Aria with everything that she had so she couldn't stop herself as she blurted out
Alex: "I'll take you home...I'll take you back to Rosewood...to Ezra..."
Aria and Mary stared at her curiously, the sudden act of kindness was completely foreign to the tough as nails brunette so Alex cleared her throat awkwardly and spoke to the others
Alex: "Right...Err...So we should split up...We're sitting ducks if we stick together..."
Aria: "Oh...Okay...erm, I can go to Switzerland? Maybe Scotland from here?"
Alex and Mary stared at Aria before both of them chuckled richly
Mary: "No sweetey...We won't leave you alone...I'll head off to Peru, Mona knows I was there before so she'll think we went together..."
Mary then turned to her youngest daughter and ordered
Mary: "Alex, you take Aria to London and from there make it up as you go along...Mona's smart so you need to be smarter..."
Alex nodded at this before Mary pulled her in for a tight hug
Mary: "Be safe my darling"
Alex: "You too mum..."
Once the mother daughter duo separated, Mary rushed off into the distance leaving Alex and Aria alone.
Alex: "Let's go..."
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Aria's POV
Aria struggled to keep up with Alex's long strides, the brunette obviously knew the city and Aria could only guess that she was taking them to the harbour. So the tiny author was surprised when her best friend's doppelganger stopped in front of a 24 hour pawn shop
Alex turned to Aria and commanded, her voice stern leaving no room for argument
Alex: "Wait here..."
The taller brunette entered the shop and roughly half an hour later walked out with a handful of cash. Aria noticed that the woman's diamond pendant was missing but chose to remain silent.
Alex: "Alright, I've got enough for the ferry to London and some snacks if you're hungry...we should run, the next boat leaves in twenty minutes..."
Aria wordlessly followed Alex but suddenly stopped in her tracks
Aria: "My passport!? It's still in my hotel room!"
Alex sighed deeply and said
Alex: "Don't worry about that...I know a guy who works at the port authority, he'll get us through security with no hassle..."
Aria sceptically followed Alex and soon found herself boarding the last ferry to London without as much as a handsy pat down from the security attendant. Alex must have put the fear of god into the man because they were waltzed away from the security line and boarded the ferry first without any hitch. Once they had taken their seats, Aria turned to Alex and said
Aria: "That was amazing...how did you do that!?"
Alex smirked at the wondrous tone glinting Aria's voice and nonchalantly quipped
Alex: "What? Ronnie? We go way back...we were friends back at Ambrose and he got into a spot of trouble when we got older, so I got a client to help him out, set him up with this job so he kinda owes me..."
Aria: "Client?...Spencer said you were a bartender..."
Alex scoffed at this and added
Alex: "that...was one of my jobs...by day I worked at a small family run restaurant, I've been working there since I was about thirteen...I stole a loaf of bread from the kitchen for a few smaller kids and got caught, so instead of throwing me in juvenile prison, they took me in. They got me a home, a hot meal, a job and helped pay for my education...they were good to me and I can never repay them. One of their relatives is the superintendant of the Port of London and he was a regular customer so I asked for a favour and he obliged...never knew that it would come in handy one day..."
At Alex's story, Aria realised the glaring contrast between the upbringing her best friend received and the upbringing Alex had been given. It was in that moment that Aria felt sorry for Alex, that she could see behind the villainous mask of "A.D." and realise that it was not the person that was evil, it was the town of Rosewood that had made them so.
Aria silently nodded at the story as Alex drifted off to sleep, one thought
"Maybe Alex is not soo bad..."
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The Streets of London
*Aria's POV*
The greyish hues of London's sky reminded Aria of rainy days in Rosewood. Days when Ezra would make them tea, they'd enjoy some pie and debate literature to no end. So now, with the hustle and bustle of the city of London behind her, she followed Alex into what she would call a run-down apartment block. Alex called it a 'Flat' but Aria couldn't argue with her, the shorter brunette assumed that this was where Alex lived in London. The flat was in no way dilapidated, sure it needed a fresh coat of paint, the overhead pipes looked rusted, the floor creaked and there was a certain 'dustiness' to the whole place but Aria didn't mind it. Alex lead her to flat 221B and Aria watched as Alex retrieved the hide-a-key from the lintel just above the door. The taller woman was about to unlock the door when an old man shouted from down the hall
Man: "ALEX! As I Live and Breathe!"
The man hobbled over, tightly clutching his cane as he moved and proceeded to engulf the taller woman in a giant bear hug
Man: "Where have you been love? The wife's been asking about you...how about a spot of tea?"
Alex laughed richly and spoke to the man
Alex: "I just returned from across the pond Mr Simmons..."
The man, who Aria now knew as Mr Simmons wrinkled his nose in disgust
Mr Simmons: "Bloody Yanks..."
Alex turned to look at Aria, shot her a pleading look and replied to Mr Simmons
Alex: "Well...they're not all bad..."
Mr Simmons scoffed, and it seemed that he finally registered Aria's presence when he exclaimed
Mr Simmons: "See you moved on quick eh? My girl Gina too much for you? I bet she did your head in with all that shagging..."
Alex blushed softly just as she wriggled the door open, she gestured for Aria to go in first and moved away from the door opening as she spoke to Mr Simmons, her voice thick with fake laughter
Alex: "You're a dirty old bastard...but I love you...Nah...Gina deserves better than the likes of me...Good day Mr Simmons..."
With that, Alex and Aria bade farewell to the old man and entered Alex's modest bachelor flat. It was sparsely furnished, there was a old worn couch a small kitchenette and a few bookshelves. Aria picked up the small blue telephone booth figurine resting on the nearby coffee table and she glanced at the end and could tell the tiny bedroom was right at the back
Alex: "it's not much...but its home..."
Aria smiled at that, in no way was it as lavish as the Hastings residence, in fact Spencer's bedroom was twice the size of the entire flat and it was then that Aria sighed deeply and faced Alex. She looked on the taller woman with a strange pity in her eyes
'How bad did you have it? Why is the world so unfair?"
Alex caught Aria staring at her, leaving the small brunette to shift uncomfortably. So, deciding to fill the awkward silence between them, Aria said the first thing that sprang to mind
Aria: "So...You and this Gina?"
Alex chuckled deeply at the name and Aria was instantly reminded of the times she spent in Spencer Hastings' bedroom, laughing over something that her best friend had said
Alex: "Come off it...Mr Simmons' is Gina's old man, sure we shagged a few times but it was nothing serious, I've shagged a few other birds in my time, although I prefer blokes...I mean I'm no slag, and I'm open to whatever so..."
Aria smiled at Alex's brash openness. For Spencer to give her an answer as honest as that, Aria would have to move heaven and earth to have the guarded brunette confide in her, Alex however said what she wanted, did what she wanted and didn't care if people judged her. Aria found this refreshing and she smiled
Aria: "So...was she good?"
Alex just shrugged her shoulders as she peeled her shirt off her body, giving Aria a complete view of her muscular frame. Aria appreciated the sight before her, noting how different the person before her was to the youngest Hastings she grew up with. She was interrupted from her musings when Alex clicked her fingers in front of her face
Alex: "Oi! Where'd you go? Never mind, get dressed we're meeting someone..."
Aria felt a pair of black jeans, a tight t-shirt and some sneakers being thrust into her outstretched hands and she heard Alex say
Alex: "Sorry they're a bit ratty, but they're the only thing I have that's about your size...I'm gonna go pack a bag, you can get dressed here..."
Alex left to her bedroom and Aria could hear the taller woman shuffling around as she peeled off her torn dress and stepped into the clothes Alex had given her. Once dressed Aria put on the leather Jacket Alex had given her in Paris, taking comfort in the soft heady leather as she admired herself in Alex's wall mirror. Seconds later, Alex emerged from the bedroom, two duffle bags packed with, Aria could only assume was, some clothes for the two of them, probably the woman's savings and a few other essentials.
Alex: "Grab whatever you want from the kitchen...Mrs Simmons has been buying groceries for me since forever so I'm sure you can find more than stale biscuits in there..."
Aria moved to the small kitchenette, opened a few cupboards and grabbed a few packs of crackers, some boxes of cereal, a few sachets of salt, pepper and tomato ketchup and a few other pantry staples that were not immediately perishable. She handed a few to Alex and the two of them packed their respective bags silently.
About half an hour later, Aria once again found herself on the streets of London, the bustling nightlife, the street vendors the ebb and flow of the city filling her senses as she passed by multiple cultures in seconds. Soon, she and Alex found themselves entering a small dark dive bar, Alex called it a pub, and as they entered Aria caste a cursory glance around the room and was terrified at what she saw.
A few dangerous looking bikers, some lusty barmaids, what she assumed were a family of gangsters, a band of thieves counting their loot and a few crooked cops made up their company for the evening. One of the barmaids caught sight of Alex and called out
Barmaid: "LEX! Where've you been love? The usual I presume?"
Alex smiled at her and called back
Alex: "Not tonight Kitty I'm here on business..."
The barmaid named Kitty suggestively winked at Alex causing a small bout of anger to stir within Aria
Aria: "One of your birds? Whatever that means..."
Alex smirked at Aria and replied
Alex: "Yeah..."
A few people recognised Alex as she and Aria moved through the bar. The thieves stopped counting their loot and gave Alex a handful of crisp notes, the family of gangsters pulled her in for a round of hugs and the cops in the corner tipped their hats to her in respect as she passed
'damn...she has this place wired...'
The taller woman caught sight of someone, turned around to face Aria and spoke in a low whisper
Alex: "He's here...we did a couple of jobs a while back, he's tight with the immigration department and he's the best forger I know..."
Aria and Alex caught sight of a burly man drinking alone in a booth right at the back
Aria: "You lead..."
Aria timidly followed Alex as she approached the man and called out
Alex: "Ritchie!"
The man put down his drink and roared happily
Ritchie: "ALEX! As I live and breathe"
He then stood from his seat and wrapped Alex in a huge bear hug. Once they broke their embrace, Alex fiddled with the stubble on Ritchie's chin and said
Alex: "Lovin your bum fluff..."
The man laughed richly as Alex introduced them
Alex: "Oh... Aria, Ritchie...Ritchie, Aria"
Aria smiled confidently and greeted the man who was going to help get her home
Aria: "Hi"
Ritchie looked Aria over once and smirked before nudging Alex playfully
Ritchie: "Whew...classy for the likes of you eh Lex?"
Alex just laughed as Aria blushed deeply
Ritchie: "Ha! First round's on me"
Alex: "Aw nice one!"
Ritchie then slammed his fist on the bar table to get the attention of one of the barmaids
Ritchie: "Oi! Three pints!"
Aria watched the man curiously before speaking
Aria: "err, so Alex tells me you're the guy to go to if you need..."
Ritchie stared at Aria impatiently and said
Ritchie: "Hold your horses..."
Alex turned to Aria and explained
Alex: "That's not how it's done love...first we drink, then we talk business..."
Aria watched as the barmaid brought over their drinks as the two friends took their seats, she shucked of her jacket and muttered as she sat down
Aria: "Right...cause you guys aren't hard enough to understand as it is..."
Around an hour later, Alex and Ritchie were on their second round while Aria still nursed her first. Both of them were reasonably drunk and were telling Aria a story from when they teenagers
Alex: "It was abysmal, we'd been in the van for donkeys me and this joker. Fifty Keys of black market cogmium steel in the back and then on the radio...'
Ritchie growled out
Ritchie: "Wind your neck in!"
Alex laughed gleefully as she continued the story
Alex: "...that song "Love Bites" comes on. You know that song?"
Aria just shrugs in recognition, prompting Alex to continue as she stifled her laugher
Alex: "Yeah, so that comes on, and this one, this geezer's blubbing, all snot..."
Ritchie shrugged deeply and chided
Ritchie: "Sod off!"
Alex started laughing just as Ritchie began explaining his version of the story to Aria
Ritchie: "My fiancé just scarpered. Left me in the dust, I was gutted."
Alex stopped laughing and added in
Alex: "At ten hours, every time it comes on, he's a quivering shambles..."
Ritchie looked at Alex and drunkenly slurred
Ritchie: "You played it on loop you muppet..."
Alex thought for a few seconds before taking a long drag from her pint
Alex: "Yeah you're right...I did..."
She drunkenly laughed as Aria sighed deeply as she addressed Ritchie
Aria: "Alright...she's a muppet.."
She gestured softly to Alex as she continued
Aria: "But if we don't start talking soon, she's going to pass out..."
Ritchie took another drag form his beer and asked
Ritchie: "Whaddya need?"
Alex cleared her throat and slurred
Alex: "a few Passports, couple of Visas...we need to get around Europe for a bit before I take this one back across the pond..."
Alex then threw a small black case on the table and smiled at Ritchie.
Alex: "Everything you need is in there...pictures, quid, the works...just make sure it's good..."
Ritchie picked up the case and smiled at Alex
Ritchie: "Gimme a day, It'll get done Lexie..."
The two of them shared a smile before Alex ordered another round and Aria sighed fondly at the two drunken Brits she had found herself seated with
'I hope this works...'
A/N: So what did you think? Just so you know...Taz and I loved the series finale, the only complaint we had was that there wasn't enough Alex!