Author's Note: THis has been up at DeppImpact for a while now. So I figured, why not. ;) It's unbeta'd, all mistakes mine for the time being.
Title and Lyrics from Tonic's If You Could Only See
Disclaimer: Don't own Mort, which I find sad but oh well. He belongs to his respected owners. Don't own Tonic or If You Could Only See
If you could only see the way she loves me
Then maybe you would understand
Why I feel this way about our love
And what I must do
She screamed. Louder then she'd expected she could and knew her throat was going to feel it after wards. He started back at her from leaning against the brace headboard, the blonde by his side sinking under the sheets. HER sheets. Alexandra scowled, those were HER satin sheets. And he was HER husband... Or had been until she'd come in to find him shagging Jessica Waldon. Alex could have screamed again and she did. "GOD DAMN IT, JAY! HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU!?"
She threw the closet thing at him, a statuette off the dresser next to the door. "Alex, just wait a minute." Jay was stuggling to get out of the bed. She started backing up. Jessica just sunk lower under the blanket. "Ally, sweetheart, just wait a moment." Jay was pulling on his jeans. "FUCK YOU!" Alex screamed again and turned on her heel, taking the stairs two at time. There was no way she could stay another moment. No excuse was going to cover what he'd just done. She'd never felt so violated, so betrayed, cheated, deserted. Bear, Alex's german shepherd followed from the hall next to the stairs, out the front door and down the porch. "Come on Bear." Alex choked through tears, opening the door to her jeep. The dog faithfully jumped in and and curled up on the passanger's seat.
"Where are you going to go, Alexandra?!" Jay growled angrily, coming through the little white picket fence. "Who's gonna to take you!?" Alex stopped one foot in the jeep. "I don't know Josh, but it sure as hell wont be you and it sure as hell wont be here!" She climbed into the jeep and slammed the door. "No one want's you Alexandra! You're not worth anyone's time. But if you get out now, we can for get this ever happened." He gestered to the light in the victorian house, the light being the bedroom window.
Alex swallowed and looked at him, starting the engine. "No, Josh, I would never be able to forget it." She pulled out on to the road with that, her mind reeling. All his words seeping in and spinning in a mass. She drove on. She knew at least one place she could go, until at least, Angie was back in town. But Angie was out of town with her husband Jack and there was no way Alex was going to disturb them. The two meant to much to her to bother them right now. So she'd head to the lake. She and Jay owned a cabin there, that looked over the waters. And the little community was nice, if not a little nosy, but she'd deal with that later.
She drove the rest of the night, occasionly stopping to let Bear use the bathroom. She'd downed two cherry cokes to keep herself awake. And as she pulled into the Thunderbird Bay Lake community, she slowed her speed, least she hit any deer. She turned on to the road the cabin was on and headed down it. Only to slam on the breaks. There was a man in the middle of the road and he was staring right back at her. The jeep stopped only feet away from the man, but he didn't seem disturbed.
He was tall, and very lean, almost sickly looking. He was dressed in a black jacket and black slacks and his hair was black. But most of all, his eyes were black, a stark contrast to the nearly white skin. And he stared back at Alex with an unblinking stare. She felt the shiver run down her spin, making her hair on the back of her neck prickle up. In the passanger seat next to her, Bear had sit up and was growling. The man stared back at Alex, but the slight upturn of his lips seemed to be an indicated that he heard Bear. Alex shuddered even more at the small display. She watched, as if in slow motion the man stepped aside to the side of the road, with out turning in any direction and gestered slightly with a pale hand for Alex to go on. Alex swallowed and threw the jeep into gear, heading down the road. She watched in the reveiw mirror. The man was still standing there and watching her jeep.
Alex turned the corner and stopped again, this time more slowly. There was a moving van in the drive way of the house next to her cabin. There hadn't been anyone in that cabin for years. At least not as long as she and Jay owned their's. She frowned but bipassed the truck, pulling into her own drive way. Shutting off the engine, she stared at the cabin a long time. She and Jay came here to escape, often. From his job, from her job. Now that she was here by herself.... She sighed and got out, Bear climbing out with her. She shifted her keys on her ring looking for the cabin key when she heard Bear bark and looked up in time to see him take off after a black cat that ran into the other cabin.
"BEAR!" She took off briskly behind him and was stopped dead by the man from the side of the road. "Good mornin' ma'am." He said with a southern accent. Alex swallowed. "Good morning." She replied in her brisk, British accent. "Sorry fer the scare back up the road..." He said, that slight up turn of his lips again. Alex took an instinctive step back. "No... It's all right, I.... My mind was else where." Bear had come running back. And was now sitting at Alex's side, growling. "Bear, hush... He doesn't like strangers." She said trying to make up for Bear's behavoir. The man looked at the dog, then at her. "I'm as strange as they come..." He replyed. Alex opened her mouth to say something when she heard the phone in her cabin ringing. "Shit!" She turned on her heels and ran for the front door, Bear behind her. She forced the key in the lock and looked over her shoulder as she turned the knob. The man was watching her. Alex forced through the door, waiting a moment for Bear to get in, then slammed the door, turning the lock again and putting the chain on. Peaking out the curtian the man still standing there, she ran to the phone.
"Alex!" It was Angie. Alex relaxed, cradling the cordless phone on her shoulder as she opened the curtain again. The man was gone. "Alex!?" "I'm here." Alex muttered. "God, baby are you alright?!" Angie asked, her voice full of concern like an older sister. Though Alex and Angie were hardly related, that's what kind of relationship they had. "All right how? As in still alive, yes. As in a total wreck, then yes." Alex answered, movign away from the window. Bear had curled up on the couch. "Alex, I heard about Jay and Jessica, honey, I'm so so sorry.." Angie seemed close to crying. "How did...?" "Jay called... Thinking I could talk some sense into you." Angie said softly. "FUCK HIM!" Alex cried. "NO! No! Come Monday I'm getting lawer and I'm divorcing him!" "Good honey.. Good Plan. Where are you staying?" "The cabin at Thunderbird Bay." "Are you sure you don't..." "No Angie, I'm gonna stay here for awhile... Just to be by myself." "All right luv. Listen, when Jack and I get back to the states, we'll swing by." "Thanks.."
Alex and Angie said their good byes and Alex turned off the phone with a sigh, moving back to the kitchen to hang it up. With another sigh she moved to the refrigerator to see what she'd need to pick up from the store and found a can of coke in it. Grabbing it, she popped it open and took a sip, moving to the window over the sink, looking out. She could see the kitchen of the other cabin and watched the moving men moving things in. So far, she hadnt' seen anyone who might be the owner, unless it was that man... She shuddered, god she hoped it wasn't. She couldn't stand being here alone if it was. Turning from the window, she moved through the rest of the house, climbing the stairs and moving through the bed rooms. She was lucky she had some clothes here. Summer things, but it was still warm for fall. She had a jacket in the car if she needed while being out.
As she moved back down stairs into the study, she tossed her coke away and looked out the large floor to celling windows that over looked the steep incline to the lake. She shuddered. God she hated heights like that. She pulled the blinds a bit, moving around the room and taking in everything. She'd have to do some cleaning, that was for sure. She was about to sit down on the couch when she heard a sickening crack, the breakign of glass from the other living room. With a sigh she headed towards that way. Sure enough, there was a large hole in the one window and a baseball on the floor. Bear saw it immediately and rushed over to it, grabbing it in his mouth and began to chew. "Oh Bloody hell!" Alex cursed, through the dark current she could see a guy standing out side another dog at his side.
Alex turned on Bear and pryed the baseball from his jaws before standing straight and heading for the front door where she tore off the locks from anger and jerked the door open. The man was already coming around the side of the house, a hand on the dog by his side's collar. And Alex got her first real look at him. He was tall, lean, but not skinny, there was some muscle to him. His skin was slightly tan and his hair was a little below collar length, a dirty blonde, the goatee matching. Behind the dark framed glasses his eyes were dark, but she could tell what color yet. "Yours?!" She aske,d holding up the baseball. The man grinned sheepishly. "Um.. Yeah in a way... Mostly though it's Max's." He nodded to the mutt by his side. Alex glanced at the dog. For a mutt, it was a pretty dog. "Max?" "Yeah, my dog." The man said, he came up the porch steps slowly. Alex held out the baseball and got a glance at his fingers, long, artist.
And a look at his eyes as he stopped infront of her. A deep golden brown. She blinked, he had very attractive eyes. "And my window?" She asked breaking the silence as the man gave the dog the baseball. "Um... I'm really sorry about it... If you wouldn't have a problem with it, I'll pay for it." He said, Alex lifted an eyebrow. "That's very nice. Do you have a name?" "Mort, Morton Rainey." He extended his hand. Alex took it. That name sounded familiar but she couldn't place it. "Alexandra...." She paused, should she go back to her maiden name or what now. "Alexandra Vetter, though that's about to change to O'Connell." "Oh... Getting married?" He asked casually, glancing at the movers. "No, actually, getting divorced." Alex said softly, clentching her fist.
Mort saw this and hid his curiosity. Though he had a good idea by the look of pain in her eyes. He'd seen it before... Once when looked in his own mirror. "Listen." He said casually, trying to keep it casual, since talking to people wasn't his specialty, especially young women. ATTRACTIVE young women. She had very pretty eyes... And the sun really looked nice on her red hair. He frowned at himself. "I've just moved in," "Yes, I figured that.." Alex replied, her tone soft, amused, but friendly. She'd lost her anger over the window. It really wasn't a big deal. "So yeah, I'll call around bout the window and get back to you as soon as I can get some one to fix it. In the mean time, can I offer to cover it in plastic or something." Alex laughed softly. "Isn't that what you just did?" She aske,d "Offering I mean." Mort grimaced and grinned sheepishly. "Yeah, yeah it is." "You really don't have to... I'm not even sure I have the stuff to cover it with, but..." "I do." He said quickly. "Look, let me run back over to my place, put Max on a leash and I'll be right back." He gestered towards his house. "Oh... Um.. Alright." He nodded and she watched him head back over to the cabin. At least now she knew that creepy man wasn't living there. She turned to go back inside to see if she could sweep some of the glass up at least.