Chapter 1~ longing for her little girl.
I am in the middle of writing a fun & flirty story about Gene + Alex ("Stolen kisses and interruptions") but wanted to write another one where their relationship has more depth. It will still be the same Gene + Alex (fun and amusing), but will hopefully also tackle the mixed emotions Alex feels as she experiences deeper feelings for Gene, yet wants to be with her daughter too.
I hope you like it! Reviews would be much appreciated!
Disclaimer: I don't own Ashes to Ashes!
Alex was exhausted. She could hear the baby crying, but she was yet to meet it. Pete was sat down next to her; his face flushed with the drama and excitement of the past few hours. His floppy brown hair hung low over his bright blue eyes, which shone with happiness and delight; his concerns of fatherhood had not yet polluted his mind. Alex reached for Pete and he held her dainty hand in his rough, manly ones. She was excited but anxious to meet her daughter. It felt strange that the child she had been longing for, for so long, was finally here. She had felt prepared for this moment, but soon realized that once you became a mother, nothing was organized- everything was chaotic. And then suddenly, a chubby little baby was placed carefully in her arms; dressed in pink. She was asleep and cuddled up against her mother. For a moment, Alex's fatigue left her and she rejoiced in this new life that she had created. But then Pete took the baby away and Alex fell asleep, not being able to fight her drowsy state anymore.
Alex had been calling out in her sleep; dreaming of the day she'd given birth to Molly; remembering the pain of childbirth but also the feeling of when she'd seen her daughter for the first time. However, a loud knocking at the door awoke her from this sleeping state. She rolled out of bed, landing in a heap on the floor; mornings were not her favourite time of day to say the least. She stumbled across the room, as if in a trance. Once Alex could get her hands on some coffee she knew she'd feel a bit more alert. Slowly opening the door, she raised an eyebrow, without saying anything, at the man who was stood there.
It was Gene. He'd come round to take her to work, knowing that she'd been in a terrible state the night before. He hadn't wanted to leave her alone; afraid of what she might do. However, after arguing for over an hour with her he had given up- once Alex Drake set her mind on something you couldn't change it. Gene stared at her leaning against the doorframe. She was wearing a black shirt (which he was sure was his own) that skimmed the top of her thighs- a quick movement would expose everything. Her curly brown hair was stuck up everywhere; which to Gene looked incredibly sexy. Her brown eyes were wider than usual, which he knew was probably down to the amount of wine she'd put away the previous night. However, where they were usually shinning with the excitement of a plan or new piece of information, they were now empty and sad. Alex looked so dejected and helpless and it unnerved Gene. She didn't even try and cover up when she'd realized who it was at the door.
"I'm not coming into work today Gene. I'm not up for it." Alex muttered, already closing the door on him.
"Oh no you don't Bolly! I wanna know what's goin' on!"
Alex sighed and didn't attempt to fight back or even shoot a witty comment at him. It was like she'd given up on everything.
"Look, it's Molly's birthday today. I just want to be alone, Gene."
Gene raised his eyebrow; unconvinced. He didn't know an awful lot about women- they confused him mostly. But he knew one thing; when a woman says she wants to be alone, she wants no such thing. Thinking about this, he strode past Alex and sank down onto her sofa; showing her that he wasn't going anywhere. She walked past him, ignoring his presence. She then took a shower in the hope that it would make her feel even a little bit better.
Once she was ready, Alex slumped down on to the sofa next to Gene. He glanced at her sideways, taking in the leggings and t-shirt she had shoved on and the wet hair that she'd thrust into a ponytail. Her face was ghostly white and her eyes were glazed over with tears. As he took her hand in his, tears began to spill from her eyes. Gene had never seen Alex like this before- she had never let him. She looked so desperate sitting there that for once he was lost for words. He pulled her close to him, so that she could smell the cigarette smoke on his coat and the whiskey on his breath. In that moment, she realized that she wasn't alone; he held her dainty hand in his rough, manly ones. Shaking away the memory of Pete doing to her what Gene was doing now; Alex lifted her head and looked straight into his promising, grey eyes. He wasn't Pete. He wasn't going to leave her. He was her rock, her lion. He would protect her.
Like I said, hope you liked it! I realize there isn't an awful lot of Galex in this, but I promise there will be more in the next chapter, so stay tuned!
Reviews please :D xxx