Author's Note: So this is my first story on this account, and while I don't frequently watch Supernatural, I have watched it enough to know that Alex and Claire would make a fucking adorable couple, and I had a really cool cover edit created for them, but it wouldn't upload for whatever reason and I really just wanted to get this published, I was too excited and impatient to wait. That being said, if some details are off or missing, my apologizes. My plan is to have this be a one shot, but if it does quite well I may continue it further. Enjoy!
Richard grabbed her, grabbed Claire and dragged her over towards Alex. He held her whimpering, he controlled her struggle for freedom, he was hurting her and there was nothing Alex could do. She watched as Richard bit Claire, watched and listened as she screamed in agony, and worst of all watched her hit the floor with her own blood coating her neck. Only this time she didn't get up. She didn't stand heroically, she didn't save the day. She just laid there. She just bled out. She died before Alex's eyes. She died. She died. She died. She died. "And all because of you." Richard sneered at Alex, shoving Claire's body aside with the heel of his foot before lunging...
Alex shot upright in bed with a cry of fear, panting and sweat soaked. Her sheets were a tangled mess and everything was damp due to her profuse sweating, but none of it mattered. Only Claire mattered. Alex was shooting through the door of her room and down the hallway to Claire's faster than she'd seen any vamp move, faster than she'd seen anythinh move, slowing only once she'd reached the door and only once she'd flung it open to see Claire safe and sound. Claire looked genuinely peaceful, her blonde hair flowing freely amongst the sheets and a stuffed Grumpy Cat tucked under her arm. Alex remained there in the doorway for a while, moments that felt like hours until she'd convinced herself Claire was safe. Slowly she returned to her room. She'd never had these problems when she was with the nest. She'd never even had these problems when she was dating Henry. But Claire Novak made her feel things she'd never felt before, and if she was a problem, Alex wasn't so sure she wanted to solve it. However she knew that she was no good for Claire. The girl was damaged enough without having to help Alex carry her emotional demons, not to mention the real demons and monsters that would surely search Alex out in the future. So in their waking hours, Alex did her best to push Claire away. She didn't even know if Claire was into girls for God's sake.
"Stupid." Alex muttered as she climbed back into bed, untangling her sheets and curling up. "Stupid to hope."
The he following night was no better than the last. Nightmares once again plagued Alex's mind, Richard viciously murdering Claire in front of her again, her nest returning and using Claire as their next unwilling feedbag, and the worst was last to come. Herself, having accepted Mama's offer entirely, as a full fledged vampire and draining Claire, murdering her herself.
Alex again jerked upright as Claire's body hit the ground in her mind, letting out a shriek of fear mingled with Claire's name. In an instant there was the sound of feet padding on the ground and there was a flash of blonde fury as her door was thrown open to reveal Claire, angel blade in hand, looking extremely concerned.
"What's wrong? Are you hurt? Who's here?" She asked in one breath, looking around the room frantically for an intruder.
"N-Nothing's wrong, Claire, it was just a stupid nightmare. G-Go back to bed." Alex stammered, voice quivering slightly as she tried to assure herself everything was okay. Claire was obviously okay, she was standing in front of her looking as valiant as ever with her blade in hand, and even if she was in her pajamas.
Claire's face contorted in annoyance, no doubt at being woken in the middle of the night over nothing, before softening quickly as she finally let her eyes land on Alex and assess how shaken she was. "You're trembling." She murmured, almost in disbelief. This was one of the first times she's ever seen Alex scared, aside from when Richard and Henry kidnaped them all.
"No I'm not." She quickly snapped, pulling the blankets up and around her to try to hide her shaking, throwing a glare in Claire's direction to get her to leave. Claire however, only stayed planted in her spot, before moving closer to the bed, placing her blade on the nightstand, and getting in with Alex. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Alex exclaimed in protest, although she did make room for Claire by scooting over, and practically handed over all of the blankets so she could get comfy.
"You're scared, so I'm sleeping here with you." Claire said nonchalantly, taking a few moments to make herself at home before letting her head flop down on a pillow.
"I'm not- I'm not afraid…" Alex murmured half heartedly, though her voice got softer as she gazed at Claire. She had absolutely splendid eyes. After a beat of hesitation, Alex laid back down, hesitating again before curling closer to Claire. Claire let out a small sound of satisfaction, before almost instantly letting herself be drawn back to sleep. Alex on the other hand, stayed awake a while longer, wanting to enjoy every moment of this time, feeling so utterly safe with Claire.
"Thank you." She whispered to no one in particular, a small smile resting drowsily on her face as she wrapped an arm around Claire's waist and finally drifted off to sleep herself.