This was just going to be a oneshot, but I figured I might as well add more since I was going to write a story set in the changed future or maybe the past with this pairing. It's going to probably be only this chapter and maybe one more, though.

Chris knelt down next to Alec at the mouth of the alley. He glanced around warily. They had done the recon beforehand and knew that they could take out the demons that were there. But it was always dangerous. There was always a chance that there were things they didn't see.

"What do you think?" He asked Alec quietly. He was so close to Alec that when he turned to glance at him, their faces were almost touching.

"It's good." Alec said, his voice sounding odd in Chris' ears before he turned back. Chris nodded and Alec pulled out the knife that he kept in the waistband of his pants. They were about to come out in the open when Alec's eyes widened suddenly and he stood and turned abruptly.

Chris turned with him just in time to watch Alec throw the knife. It buried in a demon behind them that was about to throw a fireball.

"Damn!" Alec said. The vanquish had alerted the other demons in the area and a few seconds later they were fighting more demons than they had thought was here before.

They were basically outnumbered but they were good at what they did. Chris was distracted when he heard a cry of pain from Alec. They had to get out of here. Raising his hand, Chris threw the demons that were behind them to either side of him and grabbed Alec's arm.

"We have to go!" He yelled, orbing out. It wasn't the smartest thing, orbing in this city. It would bring even more demons down on them, but Chris didn't really have much choice. They immediately began running again when they reformed and ducked into the nearest building. Chris peaked through one of the broken windows when three demons shimmered in and began the search.

There were half a dozen buildings like this in the area and he was hoping that the demons would just take the loss. They weren't as obsessive as Wyatt was about all this.

He let out a relieved sigh when they shimmered out and turned to Alec. Alec was watching the street as well, one hand holding his side.

"Your hurt?" Chris asked. Alec shrugged.

"It's nothing."

"Yeah, well. We should probably wait awhile to head back, just to be sure. So, you had better let me take a look at it." Alec simply rolled his eyes and pulled up his shirt for Chris to see.

The wound was shallow on his left side and Alec's enhanced healing abilities were already stopping the flow of blood.

"You see?" Alec asked, pulling his shirt back down. "Fine." Chris nodded, and sat down by the door. Alec sighed and sat next to him.

Chris wasn't exactly comfortable in this position. It had been several weeks since Biggs had told him that they were staying, and while they were a good addition in the fight, Chris was beginning to think that it wasn't so good for him.

The problem was that he thought he might be developing feelings for Alec. The more he learned about him, the worse it got too.

The bad thing about that was, other than the fact that he had a war to fight and didn't have time for this, Alec hadn't said a thing to him about what happened. He acted like he had forgotten it had even happened. Chris forced himself not to wonder how many of these one night stands Alec had had.

Maybe it was better this way. After all, they could both be dead tomorrow. Hell, they both could have died earlier.

If this were a different world, a world were his mother hadn't died and his brother wasn't the source of all evil, he might have worried more about all this. As it was, he was worrying about it to much anyways. He had never really had this problem before Alec had walked into his life.

They waited about thirty more minutes, both silent before heading out and back to the safe house.

Biggs watched as Alec and Chris separated. Alec sat at the table and leaned his head on his hands, uncharacteristically silent.

He figured he knew why. Alec was pretty sure that Alec was always like that after spending time alone with Chris.

Biggs wasn't really sure what to do about it. He knew what Alec's reservations were and they were well founded. Everyone they had known were dead now. Plus, Alec had already told Biggs on several occasions that he would never give over to a relationship again.

Biggs wasn't sure that that was such a good idea, though. The world was shit now days and anyone of them could die at anytime, it seemed like they all should grab any opportunity to be happy that they could. And, he wasn't usually into that sappy philosophical shit.

Sam, on the other hand, thought Alec and Chris were being stupid. She had had to leave her husband and child behind to keep them safe, she didn't think it was good for them to deny their feelings when they could be together. Especially when she couldn't be with the man that she loved.

"Hey." Sam said, sitting down across from Chris. "So, I heard it didn't exactly go as planned."

"Not exactly." Chris said, leaning back in his chair and rubbing his eyes tiredly.

"But your both okay."

"Yeah." Sam sighed. She had planned on talking to one of them, but she knew Alec, and Chris seemed to be the more reasonable of the two.

"So, why don't you just tell him?" She blurted out, and then winced. Damn, it was like she had forgotten how to be subtle when Manticore had gone down.

"Huh?" Chris said, blinking at her. She rolled her eyes.

"Look, he'll never say it. He thinks it's a waist of time. He thinks it can only end badly with the world we live in."

"He's right." Chris said, glaring at her. He did not want to talk about this.

"Maybe. But shouldn't you guys at least try to be happy? I mean, if you let yourselves be miserable all the time just to ignore your feelings, doesn't that mean they've won anyways?" She shrugged and got up.

Chris sighed, watching her leave. Maybe she was right. Besides, he didn't want to hide his feelings. He had enough to deal with without that.

If this were that different world, he might, but this wasn't. This was his world, and he didn't think he would ever truly be okay again even if they won this war, but maybe he could find some happiness even if it was only for a short time.

Of course, that was only if Alec didn't shoot him down. But, hey, he wouldn't be any worse off than he had been before.