"Are you okay?"
"Fine, fine. We're just heading back to the precinct to pack up. I'll be on the jet in about three hours. Home in about eight."
Alex let out a sigh of relief. "Thank god." She smiled into the phone as she sat down after pacing for the last ten minutes as Spencer explained to her that they had ended up in a shoot out. "Everyone else is okay as well?"
"Morgan tackled a guy so he'll be banged up a bit but it's nothing he can't handle."
"Don't we know it." Alex smiled brightly at the sound of him laughing. "Well...I guess you'll be getting in around three in the morning then?"She noted, looking down at her wrist and checking the time.
"Yeah. Maybe later. I'll have to go to the office first to make sure that..."
"Oh Spencer just this once couldn't you just come home to bed! I haven't seen you in a week!" Alex complained.
"I know...but I have to write it all down while it's still fresh in my mind so that..."
"Do it on the plane."
"I was planning on sleeping on the plane..."
"But if you don't sleep on the plan, when you get home you'll be so tired that you'll just have to come home and sleep. Beside me." Alex smiled.
"I actually wasn't planning on sleeping once I got into bed with you but...if you insist."
A pout appeared over Alex's face as she sprang back up. "That is so not fair! You can't use sex against me like that!"
"Yes he can!" Morgan's voice called out in the background.
"Oh I'm gunna kill him."
"She said she's going to kill you." Spencer called, earning a laugh from Morgan in the background. "Look, I promise you that this weekend it'll just be you and me okay? I'll...teach you how to play chess!"
"Oh exciting..." Alex sighed, sitting back down again. "Just...just get home as soon as possible okay?"
"I will. See you soon. I love you."
"I love you too." Alex smiled, before pulling the phone away from her each and snapping it shut.
Sighing, she looked around the apartment. Three months and almost every single pay check she'd earned had gone towards making the place look more like a home then just a house. But still, it wasn't a home. For one simple reason.
The man of the house was never home.
"Dammit..." Alex sighed, flipping her phone back open and dialing out. "Hey? You busy? No I'm fine just...yeah. Think we can meet up for a few drinks? Great, thanks."
Hanging up the phone, Alex sighed before shifting up and walking to the bedroom in search of the perfect outfit. Lord knew that her drinking buddy was highly fashionable. And likely to give her a critic the moment she stepped in the place.
"Thank God for Garcia." Alex smiled, thinking of the massive amount of fun she was about to embark on.
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"Wow."
"Yeah?"
"Just...wow."
"Thanks."
"Seriously! Wow!"
"Okay Garcia! I get it! it's a good outfit!" Alex laughed, looking at the awe struck look in the technical analysts face.
"Where did you get that dress?"
Alex looked down at her self in her deep red, form fitting dress with a sweetheart neck line. "Well...I got it for a date with Spencer a while back."
"Bet you Reid went crazy over it." Garcia smiled as she sipped on her drink, watching as the smile on Alex's face disappeared. "What?"
"He got called in on a case. So I never got to wear it..." She mumbled, coming over and sitting down, placing her silver clutch on the bar top.
"Shame..." Garcia sighed.
"Hello, what can I get you?" The bartender asked, coming over and smiling at Alex.
"Vodka martini. Dirty, two olives please." She smiled at him, noticing that he was rather handsome.
"Coming right up."
"I bet you are." Garcia whispered as he turned away, earning a giggle from Alex. "So, what's new in your world?"
"Not to much...working. That's basically it."
"Any luck with new clients?"
"Not so much...only one girl. She's twenty. About fifty pounds over weight. She's really sweet and she's trying really hard." Alex smiled at the thought of the conversations they had had together.
"How's she doing?"
"Amazingly well actually." Alex smiled, feeling herself perk up slightly. "She lost five in one week. And that had her pushing herself even more."
"Well, sign me up then!" Garcia smiled. "I could lose a few pounds."
"No. You're perfect."
"True." Both of them laughed at this note, as the bartender, who, as Alex watched him, had piercing blue eyes returned with her drink.
"There you are." he smiled, sliding it over to her with a grin. "And another gin and tonic for you as well." He added, passing and extra one over to Garcia.
"Thanks handsome." Garcia smiled flirtatiously.
Alex couldn't help but smile at her. "What do I owe you?" She asked, grabbed her clutch and opening it.
"Nothing." He smiled. "On the house. Both of them." He added, looking to Garcia and smiling at her.
"Thanks." Alex smiled, reaching over and grabbing the stick the olives were on, before placing one in her mouth and bitting down on it seductively, earning another grin from the bartender before he turned and walked away.
"Well now." Garcia called, leaning back and looking at Alex as she placed the stick back into her martini. "Aren't we the flirt."
"Hey, Spencer outta town still. I get to pretend." Alex smirked.
"Don't we all." Leaning forward, both girls watched as the bartender bent down to pick up a case of beer, giving off a rather perfect and down right amazing view of his behind.
"Wow." Alex whispered as he pulled himself up. "That was..."
"Utterly devastating to my heart."
"Exactly." Alex smiled, turning and looking to Garcia. "Here's to...that." She grinned, pointing over to the bartender.
"To that." Garcia repeated, as they lifted their glasses and clicked them together, before taking long drinks.
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"I'm a bad girlfriend..." Alex whispered, looking down in into the glass in front of her. "I'm a bad girlfriend aren't I?" She asked this time, pulling her head up an looking to Garcia, before lifting the glass and downing the rest of her martini.
"Nope! Nope! No way! You're probably the best girlfriend I know...for Spencer that is." A drunken laugh escaped them both as they leaned forward and into each other.
"Oh come on Garcia! Spencer's coming home tonight...should be getting in in the nest...two hours, and instead of me being at home, sleeping and waiting for him I'm out...drunk!"
"You needed a night out! Nothing wrong with that!" Garcia called, smiling at her.
"There is when i chose to do it on the day he comes home."
"Well, I wouldn't have been able to go out with you had you chosen another night." Garcia pointed out, lifting her glass up and tilting it towards Alex before drinking the rest.
"True...very true..." Alex nodded along, before sighing heavily. "Well...maybe we should call it a night?"
"Are you kidding!" Garcia called out, suddenly looking very lively. "This is prime time dancing hour! And the floor is hot!" She added reaching over and pointing to the pack dance floor in the lower section of the bar they were in. "And i know you can bust a move."
"Ha, well...I suppose a little while longer wont hurt seeing as I'm already being bad." Rising up fast, the pair locked hands and rushed off the the dance floor just as a new tune started to play.
"This is great!" Alex called over the noise as she and Garcia twirled around, hands still clasped together. "We need to do this more often!"
"Hello? Speaking to an F.B.I. analyst here! I don't get much free time!"
"Oh...right!" Alex called as they both laughed it off.
"Hey!"
Spinning around, Alex found herself pressed right against the chest of the way to cute bartender. "Oh! Hi!" She smiled up at him as they both swayed to the music. "Shouldn't you be working?" She asked, turning slightly and looking back to the bar.
"Just got off." He smiled. "Saw you dancing and thought maybe we could have a drink?"
Turning slightly once again, Alex looked to Garcia, smiling. "Well, that's awful nice of you but it's girls night out." She explained, turning back and facing him.
"Oh come on don't be like that." He smirked, reaching over and planting his hands firmly on her hips. "Why don't we just go sit down and talk. Maybe head back to my place after and..."
"I said no." Alex said more sternly, grabbing hold of his hands and shoving them off, before turning back around to Garcia.
"Hey!" The now not at all attractive bartender yelled, reaching forward and grabbing her arm, spinning her back around. "I saw the way you were looking at me. Don't even try and tell me you don't wanna go home with me you little slut. I'm not the type to be toyed with so you better..."
"Hey!"
Utter shock and joy rushed through her all at the same time at the sound of the voice as she spun around fast, pulling her hand free of the now utterly disgusting bartender to come face to face with the source of the voice, someone who she hadn't seen in ages.
"Adam..." She breathed out, watching as he marched towards her, a look of rage on his face.
"Better back the fuck off man." Adam warned, breezing right past her to the bartender and giving him a shove.
"What? This bitch yours?"
"No." Adam snapped, stepping right up to the man. "But I'll be damned if I let a prick like you talk down to her like that."
"You wanna take this outside?"
"Yeah maybe I do!" Adam challenged.
"Okay!" Garcia yelled, stepping up fast. "No one move. Or I'll have you all arrested."
"Under what grounds fatty?" The bartender snapped.
Garcia turned fast and faced him as her hand dove into her bag. "Under the ground's that I'm a fucking F.B.I. agent you goof!" She snapped, pulling out her badge and showing it to him. "So back the hell off!" She added, shoving it towards him as if it were a weapon.
Shock ran over the bartender's face as he backed away. "Whatever." he called, turning fast and marching out of the bar.
"Well...that was...interesting." Garcia called out, turning and looking to Alex.
"You okay?" Adam asked, as he too turned around and faced her.
"I...yeah I'm fine but...what are you..."
"Just passing through." Adam said sternly, looking down at her without emotions in his eyes.
"Oh well...lucky me I guess." Alex chuckled.
"Usually how it goes." He said hurtfully, causing her to flinch.
"Right...well how about we get out of here?" Garcia called, reaching over and taking Alex's hand in her's. "I'll call a cab and..."
"I'll drive you." Adam said suddenly.
"Oh well...I don't really think..."
"It's fine." Adam called, cutting Garcia off. "I'm sober. And I'm heading out anyway. Plus," Turning away from then, Adam chuckled. "I know how Alex likes to save a buck."
Sharing a worried look, Garcia and Alex slowly fallowed Adam out of the bar and into the parking lot. "I'm just over there." He called, pointing to a rather new and spiffy Escalade.
"How'd you manage that?" Alex asked, peeing at the vehicle, concerned with where Adam got the money to afford something so expensive.
"Sold the gym." He called to her as he reached into his pocket and pulled out the keys.
"What? Why?" Alex called, speeding up her pace to meet with him.
"Dunno. Didn't see the use in it anymore." Shrugged, Adam walked over to the driver side door. "'Sides. Look at the perks of having lots of money." An almost evil grin spread over his face as he ripped the door open, before jumping in.
"You sure this is a good idea?" Garcia asked in a whisper, as the pair walked to the car.
"No...not really..." She answered, reaching the passenger side door and opening it, before jumping in and shutting.
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"Nice place." Adam called, bent over slightly as he looked up at the house where Alex and Spencer lived. "Small but...Nice."
"I like it." Alex said rather angrily, as if she was on defense mode.
"Well, that's good." Adam fired back.
A moment of silence passed between then, with the engine running and the soft sound of music escaping out of the speakers, the night air swirling around them from the air conditioner.
"Why are you here?" Alex asked sternly, turning to face him, anger crossing her face. "Months, months since you went off the map. And now you decide to show up? Play the dashing hero? Why?"
Sighing, Adam reached forward and parked the large vehicle, before leaning back in his seat and relaxing. "Look...I know what happened back home was bad."
"Bad?" Alex snapped. "How about I almost died Adam. I was taken hostage, and nearly raped! And then stabbed! It was more then bad!"
"I know!" Adam yelled, shocking Alex as she flinched away from him. "I know it was more then bad. It was horrible. It was devastating. And...and it was hard to live with."
"Hard to live with?" Alex snapped. "For you?" She added. "HOW?" She screamed.
"BECAUSE I DIDN'T PROTECT YOU!" Adam screamed. "I didn't save you, I wasn't there to stop it from happening. I was lying around, drinking away the pain i felt for loving you, and all the while he was after you. And then he got you and I didn't do a damn thing to stop it!"
"What could you do?"
Turning to her fast, Alex looked up into his eyes to see something shinning in them she hadn't seen for years. Utter and total love. And she knew that love was for her. "I could have stayed. I could ave stayed with you after that summer. Never left you. We could have stayed together. And who knows, we might have gotten married. Had children. Lived happily ever after. And none of this, nothing at all would have ever happen. And I would still have you. Instead of driving you home to another man."
"Adam..." Alex whispered, pulling away from him. "We had our chance. And we lost it. And that's the end of it. I'm with Spencer now and I love him. And there's nothing else that can be said because..."
"No." He called out, reaching over and taking her hands in his, pulling her back towards him so suddenly that she hardly had time to react. "No it's not over. Alexandra I still love you. I'll never stop loving you. And almost losing you made me realize that. So please, please just give me one chance! That's all I'm asking for. Give me the chance to show you what it would have been like. What it could be like." Slowly, Adam started leaning towards her, pulling her closer to him at the same time. "Please..." He whispered, before moving towards her intent for a kiss.
"No!" Alex screamed, pulling away fast. "I don't know what you think you're doing but you have to leave!" She yelled, ripping her seat belt off and jumping out of the Escalade. "Now!" She added, slamming the door.
"Alex please!" Adam called, jumping out out and chasing after her as she marched up to the door. "Please just listen to me. I know it's not the right time but...when will i ever have another chance? Please just..."
"NO!" Alex screamed, spinning around and reaching up, slapping him. "You stay away from me!" She yelled, watching as he pulled his hand up and pressed it to his cheek. "I never want to see you face ever again!" She screamed, before turning around, opening the door an slamming it shut in his face as he called out to her.
"Alex please!" Adam called, coming to the door and knocking on it.
"Leave now Adam. Before I call the police."
"Listen...I'll go just...please...call me okay? Just think it over and call me." His final words stretched out around her as she heard the car start up and drive away.
"Oh god..." She moaned, sinking to the floor as a flood of forgotten emotions rushed up all around her. "Oh god..." She called out again, before buying her face into her hands as the tears came.
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As quiet as he tried to be when he got in the house, it seemed every step he took made so much noise he thought the whole street would wake up.
A smirk appeared over his lips at the idea of waking Alex up. It didn't really matter did it? The plan was to wake her up anyway right?
"Spencer?" He jumped with shock at the sound of her voice, turning fast and looking to the top of the sitars. "IS that you?" She called, her voice hoarse.
"Yeah, sorry I didn't mean to wake you up. I'll be up in a minute and..."
She walked down towards him, stopping after three of four steps, her face red and puffy, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Alex?" Spencer called, dropping his suit case and rushing up to her. "Alex what's wrong? Are you okay? What happened?" he asked, taking hold of her shoulders and looking over her.
"Adam..." She mumbled, looking up at him.
"What?"
"Adam...Adam's here." She whispered, reaching up and pressing her hands against his chest. "Adam's here and he...he said things to me. Things that don't make sense and..." Pausing, Alex looked up at him and gave him a half smile. "I'm happy your home." She breathed, before leaning in and hugging him.
"Yeah..." Spencer agreed, holding her close to him. "Me to..." He agreed, wondering just what he had come home to.