AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm so sorry for disappearing again. I've just been lazy again. And busy, too. Sometimes. But mostly lazy. Anyway, here's that Salex and Owkita AU I promised you guys. I know Guernsey seems like a really odd choice, but I wasn't sure where else to place them. The last book I read was about Guernsey so of course that was my first choice, lol. Anyway, I do hope you all like this.

As for how I'll be writing these chapters. Um, each will be written from a different POV. Like, I started off from Sean/Alex's POV, so CH2 will be from Nikita and Owen's POV, and then 3 will be from S/A's, etc. I'll go back and forth like that to give each couple equal attention.

And I know I started a Teen Wolf series for Isaac, but I might scrap it and start a different one entirely. It will still be for Isaac and Lydia (OTP y'all) and it will be smut. Not enough Lysaac smut, okay? And not enough Owkita smut, either. So I might post some Owkita smut eventually. So stay tuned.

Feedback appreciated! Enjoy chapter 1 :) (and any ideas for future chapters are welcome, i.e., anything you'd like to see happen I'll see if I can work in, if reasonable.)

This is where the healing begins, oh
This is where the healing starts
When you come to where you're broken within
The light meets the dark
The light meets the dark

Guernsey. Honestly, Alex hadn't ever expected herself to ever live here. It was without a doubt gorgeous; more gorgeous than anywhere else she had been. The weather was mild, it was always sunny out – a nice change from the bleak weather she was used to. Had been used to. It'd been hard at first trying to settle down, forget about Division. After six months, she found everything a bit easier. She hadn't been able to relax immediately at first, and as much as Sean denied it, he had been on guard for the first few months too.

Now, after half a year in Guernsey, they finally felt at home. And their home – when they had first arrived on the island, there had been a lot of houses for sale or rent. Only one had caught Alex's eye and right away she knew she wanted it. The poor house was located up on a hill, the ocean as their prime view. It was the best view on the island, in Alex's humble opinion. Their closest neighbors lived five miles in either direction, which suited her. She liked having privacy. Behind the house, towards the south, was another house, which had been empty for several years now and looked like it would continue to be empty for more years to come. Late at night when she couldn't sleep, Alex would sit out in the backyard and stare at the figure of the empty house, wishing for Nikita. She missed her more than ever.

To get her mind off of Nikita and to keep herself from missing her, Alex began to read. She read a lot. It was the little things that she tried to do, either on her own or with Sean, who was the biggest help in helping her not miss Nikita. When she was around Sean, she never felt alone and she always felt loved and happy. It'd been so long since she felt either of those and they felt so, so good and she wouldn't trade them for anything in the world. Aside from reading, the flowers around the island caught Alex's eye. There was an abundance of flowers, all so vibrant, and Alex would pick them and make floral arrangements and spread vases overflowing with flowers around the house. After a couple months and help from one of their neighbors, she also started her own garden – what else could do? It was weird at first, her gardening, but over time she found it therapeutic. She liked getting her hands dirty, feel the dirt between her fingers and see the result of her work. It was rewarding. The garden was her refuge – both her's and Sean's, really. There was every type of flower you could find on the island right in their backyard, and flowers of every color: blue, light purple, dark purple, white, yellow, orange, and red.

Aside from gardening and reading – and while that may sound boring to some people, Alex liked and enjoyed it since it was normal and gave her moments to relax with a glass of wine – she had started teaching self defense classes in the town center. She and Sean had bought, or invested rather, in a small, abandoned building in the square and updated it with the help of some others; and though there was some hesitation at first, after seeing the way Alex could handle herself others (men and women alike) signed up for her classes. She'd never be able to get rid of that edge, and at least this way she didn't have to.

As happy as she was on the island with Sean, there was a part of her that still felt empty. She wished she didn't feel that way, but Nikita's absence weighed heavily on her. As soon as she opened her eyes, she thought of Nikita. Sighing, Alex rolled over onto her other side to gaze at Sean, who was fast asleep beside her. He lay on his back, one arm under the pillow his head was resting on, his other arm draped across his torso. Smiling, Alex reached out and lightly traced her fingertips along his arm, admiring the muscles on him. He still managed to stay in shape. They both did. They were restless on occasion and going for runs helped them.

Smiling, Alex rolled over to face Sean, pressing her body close against his and leaning in to press a gentle kiss against the corner of his eye. When he stirred, she dipped her head and kissed the side of his neck, slipping her arm across his torso and then decided to get on top of him.

"Mm, what an excellent way to wake up," he said, his voice thick with sleep. He opened his eyes to look at her, lifting a hand and placing it on her arm as she lay on top of him, their bodies pressed together and her face close to his. He smiled, lifting his other hand to run his hand through her hair and brush some of it behind her ear. He never tired of waking up beside her, seeing her first thing in the morning. She looked absolutely gorgeous first thing in the morning – her skin flushed and her hair all messed up.

"Isn't it?" Alex said, grinning at him. She leaned the side of her head into his hand as he ran his fingers through her hair, enjoying the touch. "I was tempted to just let you sleep, but the more I watched you sleep the less I could resist from getting on top of you."

"Well, I am hard to resist with a body like this," he replied, smirking, and made Alex laugh. She dipped her head to kiss his chest. He couldn't begin to explain how much he loved to hear her laugh. Finally being free of Division and starting fresh somewhere else, it had changed Alex. He knew she'd had a bit of a hard time adjusting at first, but she was adaptable and soon enough she'd gotten the hang of things. He noticed little things about her, differences that might mean nothing to others but meant a lot to him. Not only did she laugh more, she also smiled more and opened up to him. She was more willing to talk about her past and he was always there for her. He felt closer to her now than when they'd both been in Division.

"You're so full of yourself," Alex said, shaking her head as she laughed lightly. She remained on top of him, stacking her arms on top of one another and propping her chin on her hands.

"But you still love me," he said, matter-of-factly.

Alex pursed her lips, thinking over if she really did love him just to tease him. After a few moments and when Sean begins to arch an eyebrow at her, she smiles and nods. "I still love you."

They gazed at one another for several moments, and then Alex dropped her gaze down to her hand. Specifically, her left hand where there was a gold band on her wedding finger. She lifted her hand a bit, examining her finger and liking what she was seeing.

Sean smiled and gazed at Alex as she stared at the engagement ring on her ring finger. They'd yet to get married and he was okay with that. After all they'd been through, he hadn't expected to make it this far and he didn't want to push her. When Alex's smile faded, however, he frowned and reached up and cupped the side of her face. "Hey, what's wrong?" he asked her.

She looked up at him, her eyes misty. She shook her head and slid off of him, sitting up and pulling the sheet up to cover her chest. "It's just – I keep having these nightmares," she confessed, feeling embarrassed. Alex sighs heavily, glancing at Sean and then looking away, running her hands up and down her arms before hugging herself. She felt stupid, but she'd kept having them ever since the mutiny happened back at Division and they involved Sean. "About Division," she continued, and when Sean began to say something that looked like a protest she adds, "About you," and that makes him fall silent and he looks at her worriedly.

"About me?"

She nods. "In them you, uh, get shot." Alex pauses and looks down, digging her fingertips into the flesh of her arm as segments of the dream flashes in her mind. It still feels so real. "You get shot protecting me. I can't do anything to help you. I'm completely helpless in the dream – there's no one there to help me, no one. I can't – you die there in my arms. You die." She finally looks up at him, tears in her eyes blurring her vision. She sniffs and lifts her hand to wipe at her eyes, seeing more clearly afterward.

"I wish you'd told me this sooner," he said, sitting up and putting his arm around Alex, leaning in to press a kiss to the side of her head. Alex leans into him, pressing her lips together to keep herself from crying. "I hate the thought of you handling all this on your own."

"I know. I wanted to tell you, but - I just, I wasn't sure how to bring it up, you know? They went away for a while and I thought that was that, but then they came back last week." She closed her eyes and sighs when Sean begins to run his fingers through her hair, a gesture he'd always done and which she'd always enjoyed but always taken for granted, but not anymore. She had come to love it, realizing it soothed her in a way a gesture soothed a child to sleep. As the minutes passed, she felt herself grow calmer and less distressed. "They always end with you dying in my arms."

"Hey." Sean pulls away so that they're facing each other and he hooks his forefinger under her chin, tilting her face up to look at him. "I'm safe and we're together. Division is dead. We've got nothing to worry about, Alex. I promise you I won't ever leave you again and that nothing will happen to me. Okay?"

Alex nods, though she's still not completely sure. However, Sean's confidence and promise is enough for her for now. He's kept his promises to her so far. He's been with her every step of the way, loved her, been patient with her. He's done everything for her. She's trusted him more than anyone else, besides Nikita.

"Now promise me if you have anymore of these nightmares that you'll tell me, okay?" Sean asked, caressing the underside of her chin with the edge of his forefinger. Alex nods, smiling halfheartedly at him. Leaning in, Sean kisses her forehead and then wraps his arms around her and pulls her in for a hug. Alex rests her head on his shoulder, sighing heavily and closing her eyes as she lets him hold her. She feels better now that she's confessed about the nightmares, relieved he now knows about them. She'd felt so terrible keeping them from him for so long. It'd felt so wrong.

"I promise," she said, slipping her arms around his back as she takes a deep breath and inhales the scent of him. She was finally opening up to him, telling him things about herself she'd never told anyone else and she didn't want to take a step back from that and close the space between them again. Those months in Division without them had been so hard for her. When she feels him press kisses to her hair, she smiles and pulls back to look at him, sighing. "Let's go out. I don't have classes today."

"Mmmm," Sean murmured, a grin on his face as he gazes at her with a glint in his eye. He hates to just drop the subject of these nightmares. He wants to know more, but he doesn't want to push Alex. He wants her to come to him on her own and not be forced. "I have a better idea," Sean adds, glancing down at her lips.

"Shower first," she agreed, grinning.

Alex jumps out of bed, beating him to the bathroom. She pulls aside the pale yellow shower curtain and turns on the water, letting it get warm as she goes over to open a window to let in some natural light. She gazes out at the ocean view, smiling as she takes it in while slowly pushing her cotton nightgown down her arms, feeling it brush against her thighs as it falls to the floor.

Turning around, she steps out of her nightgown and underwear and gets in the shower, wetting her back and running her hands over her hair as she wets it. It's a few moments before she hears the shower curtain pulled aside and feels Sean's hands on her waist and then feels his lips against the side of her neck. She tilts her head to the side, a smile on her face as he sucks on her neck. Lowering her arms, she slips them around him and presses her body against his. As he kisses her neck, she presses kisses to his chest, sucking here and there and even biting down now and then, grazing her teeth against his flesh.

Sean ran his hands down her back, resting them on her lower back as he leaves a trail of hot, open mouthed kisses along the side of her neck, her wet hair sticking to her skin. Turning his head, Sean pressed his lips to the tip of her shoulder, sucking on her skin as the warm water trickled down her shoulder. After several moments, he finally pulled away and cupped the side of her jaw with one hand and crushed his lips against hers, their lips parting simultaneously and their tongues wrapping around each other.

Impatient and aroused, Alex gripped onto Sean's shoulders and turned, falling back against the cold shower wall and pressing Sean against her. He slid his hands down her thighs, slipping them behind her knees and lifting her up, wrapping her legs around his waist as she slipped her hand down between them to find his cock and slide him into her. She bit down on his bottom lip once he was inside her, moving her hands around to his back and digging her fingertips into his flesh. She held onto him as he slammed into her with a soft grunt, his breath warm against her face and his heart beating hard against his chest.

Sitting on the bed an hour later, Alex tucked her legs underneath her and made out a list for Sean. He watched her; admiring her in his white cotton shirt and as she absentmindedly scratched behind her ear and frowned as she thought of what to put on the list of food for him to get for dinner tonight. He loved how she always bit down on her lip and chewed on it when planning something, or twirled the pen between her fingers as she gave the list she was working on another look to make sure she'd written everything down.

"What do you want with the sea bass?" Alex finally asked after several moments of silence, looking up at Sean. She looked him over, checking him out in the jeans and baby blue shirt and feeling jealous of how quickly and easily he could get ready to go out. Not that she was really high maintenance or anything. She never spent too long on her own hair like other women did. She liked to let her hair air-dry on some days or she just added a little gel, blow-dried it and then curled it a little and was good to go. Or she was lazy and just tied it up. But men never knew how easy they had it. Bastards.

"How about salad?" he suggested, walking over to her. "Gotta watch my figure," he joked, grinning at Alex as he leaned down and kissed her before she could reply to him. She laughed and fell back, bringing her hand up to cup the side of his jaw, and took his upper lip between both of her own lips and sucked on it, which made Sean's spine tingle with pleasure.

"You're an ass," she said, as she pulled away a moment later, playfully shoving him away.

Sean pouted at her, leaning in for another kiss but Alex turned her head and Sean ended up kissing the side of her jaw, which worked out just as well. He nipped at her skin along her jawline, making Alex shudder lightly. "I'll be back soon," he said, slipping his hand down between her legs and tickling the inside of her thigh. Alex, who was ticklish there, gasped and smacked his hand and playfully glared at him as she watched him leave. She fell back on the bed after she heard the front door open and then close. She smacked her lips together, staring up at the ceiling as she played with her fingers, her arms stretched above her head.

Alex thought about going for a run, but since she'd already showered she decided not to. The workout she'd gotten from the sex was enough. Thinking about the shower sex brought a smirk to her face and Alex bit down on her bottom lip, sitting up and getting out of bed before she got anymore urges. Putting on her own clothes – a pair of jeans and a halter top – Alex went out to the kitchen and fixed herself a cup of coffee. "Son of a bitch," she said as she reached for the last chocolate chip muffin only to realize it was gone, and to further realize Sean had taken it to eat on the way into town. She sighed heavily, turning around and leaning against the counter.

With a smirk on his face, Sean finished off the muffin as he drove into town. He felt bad for taking it, but he'd get more for Alex. He wasn't sure when she'd developed such a sweet tooth, but she always wanted one of these things every other morning when she didn't have a class to teach.

His first stop was the pâtisserie to get the aforementioned chocolate chip muffins and some chocolate eclairs for himself. On a beautiful island like this, why not enjoy life a little and indulge yourself? After visiting the pâtisserie and getting what he needed, Sean walked over to the fish market. He chatted it up with a fishmonger, at first exchanging pleasantries ("It's a beautiful day, isn't it?" "How's it going?" "How's your wife?" "How's your fiance?" "When are y'two gonna tie the knot?") and then they got to business.

Leaving satisfied with his purchases, Sean walked throughout the rest of the town center and got everything else on Alex's list. As he was heading back to the truck, he spotted a figure ahead of him and on the other side of the street that was familiar. It couldn't be, though. Could it? He stopped walking and stared, not wanting to believe it. He really shouldn't be surprised, though, he thought somewhat bitterly to himself.

Snapping out of his daze, Sean began walking again and crossed the street. The person he saw had turned the corner and entered a shop, but as Sean crossed the street and drew closer, he exited the shop and now they were face to face, both equally started.

"Sean."

"Owen."

They stared at one another. Sean as if to say, I knew I'd see you sooner or later. I can never get away from you or Nikita or any of the others. I'll never be rid of any of you. And Owen wanted to be anywhere but here. He knew he'd done things that the others couldn't forgive, except Nikita.

And then he, Sean, thought of Nikita. At least this would be good for Alex. She missed Nikita like hell. He couldn't begin to imagine her reaction to learning Nikita was here. That was, if she was here. She had to be here, though. Last time he'd seen her her and Owen had seemed pretty chummy, or at least that had been the impression he had gotten. "How long have you been here? Is Nikita here with you?" he finally asked, breaking the awkward silence.

"A few days, and yeah. She's back at the house. Resting." He paused, deliberating on whether or not to tell him that Nikita was pregnant since she'd left that out on her last visit to Alex. "And Alex is here with you?"

"Yeah. We're engaged." Another awkward silence fell. Finally Sean spoke again. "Look, I'd kinda hoped to never see you or Nikita or anyone again, but she means the world to Alex and Alex has been missing her. And I'd do anything for Alex. We don't have much planned for today and if you and Nikita don't either, why don't we, you know, plan a get-together or something for later?" he suggested.

He was taken aback by Sean's blunt honesty, but he couldn't help but to smile. Owen kind of had to agree with him; he had hoped to avoid the others as well. Not because he didn't like them – he did like them, he realized. He kind of missed them. Especially Ryan. He hadn't gotten to know him very well and honestly, he thought they could've gotten along well if given the chance to get to know each other better. They were being given an opportunity here, though. Nikita and Alex were special to each other and he could see that these past few months away from Alex had been hard on Niki. Having Alex back in her life would be good. Starting a new life and having Alex with her, what could be better?

"Okay."

So he didn't return as soon as he promised. Sean remained in town with Owen for a couple of hours, discussing the reunion plans for their girls over lunch, which was on him. The conversation between them remained formal for a while, and then eventually they both loosened up and Owen finally told Sean about Nikita's condition.

"Seriously?" Was his first response, which made Owen chuckle. "I mean, congratulations. I just – I kinda just always thought it'd be her and Michael, you know," he added, and then quickly continued, "So how's she handling the pregnancy? How far along is she?"

"She's about six months. And she's doing well. She's Nikita, you know. She does her yoga, makes her veggie shakes. She's kind of frustrating, in a way. She won't pig out. I get so sick of the veggie shakes, man. I have to come into town to stuff my face full of fatty foods. She just misses Alex. She wanted Alex to be the baby's aunt and godmother."

"Do you know if it's a boy or girl?" Sean asked, smiling at the thought of Alex as an aunt, and then as a mother. He thought she'd make a damn fine mom, even if she didn't. They hadn't really talked about it, but he'd seen her with some local kids. They adored her and she was so good with them. Her face lit up whenever she saw them and vice versa.

"It's a girl."

"Got a name picked out yet?"

Owen shook his head and then glanced down to check his watch, cursing. "I should get going. So we're gonna do this at your place?" he asked. Getting them in a new place altogether would be an easier way of surprising them, but they both wanted to do this somewhere familiar to one of them, so they decided on Sean and Alex's place. Besides, they lived close by to one another. The empty house behind Sean and Alex? The one that had been abandoned for several years, as of four days ago it was now taken.

"Yeah, be there at seven," Sean said, leaving a couple twenties on the table and getting up. He grabbed his grocery bags, heading back out with Owen. "I'll see you tonight."

He gave him a look, unable to believe he was abou to go on a double date (for lack of a better word) with Owen and Nikita, of all people. They parted ways and Sean went to grab the sea bass he'd left with the fishmonger, who'd kindly agreed to keep it for a while longer on the ice to prevent it from spoiling.

When he got back to the house and put the groceries away, Sean went in search of Alex and found her out in her garden. She was sitting in her chair, a glass of wine in her hand and a book in the other. "It's a little early, isn't it?" he asked, teasing her. "Should I be worried about you becoming an alcoholic?"

"Where've you been?" she asked, ignoring his tease. "You said you'd be back soon?"

"Yeah, sorry about that. I, uh, ran into some friends. Had lunch with some people. Made plans for us tonight. I've got some people coming over for you to meet."

Alex frowned, setting her wine glass down. "Who?" she asked, turning back to look at him. She lifted her legs and pulled her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around her legs as she looked up at Sean, waiting for an answer.

"Just... some people I think you'll want to meet. Trust me." He smiled and took a step forward, cupping the back of her head as he leaned in to kiss her forehead. He heard Alex sighed and felt her eyelashes brush his cheek and then he pulled away and smiled down at her. "Now get back to du Maurier," he added, glancing at the book in her lap. He grins at her and flicks the tip of her nose, something she hates and she swats at his hand as he walks away.

Alex watches him leave, thinking over who it is he could want her to meet until she finally gives up and takes his advice, returning to her book. She didn't give up that easily, though. She tried a few more times throughout the day, attempting to trick him into telling her what he was up to, but he didn't fall for it. Frustrated, Alex refused to talk to him until the time came for her to get ready for company.

Even though she has no idea who she's meeting and Sean won't tell her so she doesn't know how she should dress – casual jeans and a shirt or wear a dress and look nice – she finally decides on a fuchsia,

Georgette dress with a smocked waist, bell sleeves, and a v-neckline. She feels comfortable in this and if need be, she could easily slip on a pair of shorts underneath. As she fixes her hair, tucking a strand of the golden brown hair behind her ear, there's a knock on the door. Alex freezes and tilts her body to listen as Sean opens the door. She steps out of the bathroom, closing the door behind her as she walks down the hallway and hears voices as she nears the living room. Familiar voices.

"She wouldn't leave me alone," a muffled male voice said, a male voice that wasn't Sean. "I was this close to telling her but I knew seeing the surprise and joy on her face would be worth keeping quiet."

"Yeah, Alex has been pestering me all day. She tried to manipulate me into telling her earlier. She's sneaky, that one. She's getting ready right now."

"How is she?" asked a female voice, longing and concern in the usually modulated voice. Alex stopped in her tracks and felt her heart stop at the same time. She reached out and placed her hand against the wall to catch her balance, breathing in deeply. Nikita. Could it really be her? Was she here? How was she here?

"She misses you," Sean replied a moment later. Alex wanted to interrupt them, run to Nikita and throw her arms around her, but at the same time she wanted to stay here and eavesdrop on them. "But she's doing really well."

"Good. I miss her, too. Thank you for doing this. Both of you." There was a pause and then Nikita added, "It's funny how we're the ones who end up together again."

"Yeah, I can't get rid of you guys," Sean replied, all the usual deadpan snark in his tone. Alex smiled, practically seeing the smile on Nikita's face and imagining her placing her hand on Sean's arm.

Taking a deep breath, Alex pushes herself away from the wall and takes a few steps forward, appearing in the living room. She loses her breath when she sees Nikita for the first time in six months, feeling a pang in her heart at the sight of her. "Nikita," she said, her voice low and soft, almost sighing the woman's name. She swallows hard and then looks down, seeing her swollen belly.

"Alex."

Nikita's hands are on her stomach and then she and Alex step forward at the same time and embrace each other, their arms wrapping around one another tightly. Sean smiles and steps back to give them some space. "I've missed you."

"I've missed you, too."