Title: Die For These Sins
Chapter number: One
Characters: Jay, Alex, Anya
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Alex and Jay are happily married and just had their first child. But is Alex really as healthy as everyone says?
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Disclaimer(s): I don't own anything but the idea. I think MTV owns all the characters so far, except Anya. Anya's mine.
Jay picked up Anya out of the basinet and cradled her close to him. He gazed down at her lovingly. "Hey Princess," he greeted with a soft smile. "You look just like your mommy."
Alex snickered, "Except those big blue eyes." She tickled her daughter momentarily and went back to her office to finish the paperwork. Having just returned from a four day stay at the hospital, she thought she'd catch up on the paper work for her cases.
Jay grinned as Anya gazed up at him with blue eyes, his eyes. He kissed her temple gently, when he heard a frantic cough come from Alex's office.
"Lexi," he called softly, looking up away from Anya.
"Yeah?" his wife peered out of the office, swinging her chair back into the view of the doorway that led to her office.
"Are you okay?" he asked in concern, walking towards her office.
She went back to work, kicking her chair back to her desk. "Of course," she assured before coughing again and covering her mouth. She leaned over her documents as she started wheezing. She gazed down at her hand in fear and reached for a tissue to cover up the mees of crimson flow on her hand before her husband could see but it was too late.
"Lexi," he gasped. He put Ayna down in the basinet they had left in Alex's office. He spun her chair around to face him, kneeling if front of her.
She started crying, "Jay... it's back."
He stared at her in shock, "Alex..."
Her sobs sped up, making her body shake and fall out of the chair. He caught her and held her close as she cried in his arms. They sat there like that for what felt like years, when their baby started to cry after hearing her mother's tears.
Alex stood up and picked her daughter up, placing her on her shoulder. "Shhh," she hushed comfortingly, holding back her own tears. "Mommy's here, Love. Don't cry. It's all going to be okay, Anya. Mommy and Daddy are here. We'll never leave you," she assured, rubbing the tiny infant's back softly.
Jay stared at his wife and daughter. Alex was wrong. They both knew it. But she escaped this hole once, she can do it again. Hopefully. She was always strong? The question was; is she strong enough this time? The only way he'd ever know is by waiting. He hated waiting.
Soon enough, Anya had quieted down and fallen asleep in the arms of her mother. Alex smiled sadly, walking out of the room and down the hall to the nursery. She placed Anya in the crib after kissing her forehead.
"Sleep, my love," she whispered, turning on the baby monitor and then crept out of the room, shutting the door quietly behind her.
Jay walked up to her and picked her up bridal style, carrying her to their room.
"Jay, my case..." she started as he set her carefully on the bed.
He placed a finger to her lips and kissed her forehead, making her eyes shut. "Your case can wait," he said. He laid next to her and pulled her close, kissing her. She obliged, returning the kiss and fell back, pulling him on top of her. He got on his hands and knees, prying her lips open with his tongue. She agreed, tangling her tongue with his. Her hands gripped the shoulders of his shirt, whilst one of his hands was on her back and the other on her waist.