This is a Norman&Alex story. There is literally zero stories of these two and I just shipped it so hard. I hope i'm not the only one! Anyway hope you guys enjoy! Let me know what you think. I'll try to post a new chapter every Friday but I haven't ever kept to a schedule for my stories so this will be new for me. Forgive me if I forget to update!

Fandom name: Psyriff [The Psycho and The Sheriff.] I love it... it's a thing now.

Also don't like, don't read. Seriously... if this ship bothers you, feel free to step off.

[If you don't like this pairing or don't like the way I'm writing this story. That's fine. Hate all you want on me, but do not DO NOT hate on the other readers who do enjoy this story. That's not acceptable.] - 6/04/2017

Alex's POV

"We found a match. For the semen that was found at Blaire Watson's crime scene. It's Norman Bates."

"Norman?" I ask into the phone. I had to admit she wasn't no slack when it came to her work, but it was also annoying the way she took control like that. I had to find out what happened. "Yes sir" she replies. "Thank you. I'll handle it from here." I hang up and rest my face in my hands for a second. How was I going to protect him now? I had to get him alone. I had to find a way to get him away from his mom without her being suspicious.

Later when I got home I figured out the perfect idea. Maybe not perfect, but it would do. I pull on the shower rod and it falls down. "That should do it" I mumble to myself. Now to go get Norman. I walk up the 5 million steps to the large house overlooking the motel rooms and knock on the door. I was hoping Norman would answer, but instead I got his mom.

"Hey… the rod that holds the shower curtain just broke out of the wall"

She sighs and says "Oh dear" I immediately follow up with "Well, maybe Norman can hold it up for me while I fix it?" I didn't want her getting any ideas causing me to lose my chance to get Norman alone. "Okay" she says with a smile. I wait on her porch as she goes to get Norman.

He returns and walks with me to my room. He's quiet, but that's normal for him. We enter my bathroom and he climbs into the tub to hold the pole up. "So how did you break the curtain rod, Sheriff?" he asks in an attempt to make small talk. I chuckle and say "Well, one of those rings was stuck in here and I just jiggled it a little too hard. I'm almost done here."

Just as I say that I drop one of the screws. "Oopsy daisy, I got it" Norman says as he goes to retrieve the screw. I smile to myself. Who even says that anymore? He's so adorable and it kills me to think he could be involved with Blaire's murder. He hands the screw back to me. My fingers brush over his and the feeling to protect him hits me even stronger. I have to ask him what happened. "Thanks" I say and push the screw into its place. I start twisting it in and he goes back to holding the pole though it's obvious it isn't necessary.

"How well did you know, um, Blaire Watson?" I start off making sure it didn't sound like I was interrogating him or anything. "Uh, well, she was my teacher, so…" he trails off obviously confused. He doesn't sound worried or scared at all. "Yeah, but I mean, did you know anything else about her?" I try. The first question wasn't really a good one considering his obvious answer.

"Not really" he responds again with the confused tone. I look over at him briefly and he just looks so innocent. "She seem stable to you?" I turn back to my work "Mostly, yes" the answer surprised me "Mostly?" I asked this time it was me who was confused. What did he know? I look at him again and take in his thoughtful expression. "Most… ahh well…" he begins and laughs softly. "No, I didn't mean that. She was very professional. You know, a good teacher, a good counselor… she" I cut him off. He was changing his answer. There was a reason he said mostly. He knew something.

"But why mostly?" I try again. His eyes go soft as if he is thinking about the past "Oh, well, she just she seemed a little sad and lost" he had let go of the bar and had a deep look of sadness in his eyes. Damnit, what did he know? "You ever see her outside of school?" this was a big question. If he lied then he was hiding something. "mmmm. No. Uhhh" my heart hammers in my chest. "You told me before that you did" I reply softly. I hated that I tricked him like that, but if I was going to help him I had to know about what happened.

Instead of panicking like I'd thought he would do, he smiles "But for a school project, so it's not…" his tone changed and he wouldn't look at me. He was a little afraid. I look down and away from him I really wished he would trust me, but I hadn't earned that yet. The bar was fixed, so I stepped away. It was time to tell him. "Look, there's no way to ask this delicately"

I sit on the edge and look at him. He has such soft features which makes it hard to be anything but nice to him. His puppy dog eyes melt my heart. "Did you ever sleep with her?" He smiles nervously "No… no I never slept with her" his breathing was shaky which just made me feel worse. "Norman. I want you to trust me. I can't…" I take a deep breath "I can't help you if you don't tell me the truth."

He closes his eyes and a tear trickles down his cheek "Norman?" I whisper softly. He slumps into my tub and curls up against himself. "I don't know. I can't remember" he mumbles. At least I was getting somewhere with him. "You don't remember?" I question. He pulls his hands away "I can trust you right? If I tell you… you… uh" "I'll protect you" I cut in.

He begins to tell me about what happened the night that he went to the dance. I stay quiet as he tells me everything that happened. When he is done his face is streaked with tears. "You don't remember what happened after you saw her standing there?" I ask. "I only remember running home." He was shaking and it had me on edge.

"Come here" I whisper. I help him out of the tub and pull him into my arms. He returns the hug and relaxes against me. "Did I hurt her?" he mumbles into my shirt. "I have to tell you something. There is no easy way to say it…" I run my hand over his back soothingly. "We found s… DNA at the crime scene and it matches yours." He starts shaking again "I promise I'll keep you safe" I murmur into his ear. He pulls away and looks at me thoughtfully. I rub my thumbs over his cheeks to rid him of tears.

"Why are you helping me?" he asks in a shaky voice. "Because I care about you" I whisper. His face changes to shock then it softens. "Why?" he asks. The tears had stopped, but he still looks worried. I sigh heavily "I don't know. I just have an overwhelming urge to keep you safe. I… I care too much." "Is it because you like my mom?" He asks. He had let go of me, so I let my hands drop too. "No… no this is because of you. I want to keep you safe. I don't know why… I just" I couldn't find the words to explain how I felt about him without him being grossed out.

"You like me?" He asks. His lower lip was trembling, but he didn't look grossed out. He was actually smiling. It was a small one, but it was something. I smile back "Yeah… I guess you could put it that way." He nods and looks to the floor then back up to me. "Does that bother you?" I ask feeling slightly worried he'd be grossed out or something. "No.." he says softly. He moves closer "No it doesn't bother me." He reaches his hand to touch my hand briefly before letting his arm fall back to his side. "I should probably get back." He whispers.

I nod my head "Okay" I didn't want him to leave, but it wouldn't be good if his mom was to walk in to check on us. He starts to leave, but stops when he gets to the door. He turns and looks at me. "Can I hug you again?" he asks softly. He has an unsure tone to his voice. "Of course" I reply. He steps forward and pulls me to him. It was nice the way he held me. I wrapped my arms around him protectively until he started to pull away. He gives me a smile "I'll see you later?" he asks. I nod "Anytime. I'm usually easy to find." I smile and this time he leaves.

Well that's it for now! I hope yall loved this chapter as much as I loved writing it. Let me know what you think. Is this a story you guys want to see more of? Anyone else ship Psyriff?