Chapter 3: Silence and thoughts

Chapter 3: Silence and thoughts

As he sat on the floor leaning against the bathroom door Alec couldn't help but wonder if he was truly awake or if this was some horrible dream that he'd wake up from and not really have her in the room behind him.

He'd dreamed of a day like this far too many times that he refused to blink incase of missing a moment. He wasn't sure how long they'd held each other in his room before the bloody prints surfaced in his mind.

Panic set in quickly as he started examining her, bombarding her with millions of questions. She didn't answer any of them as she simply stood there staring at him. Without any other thought Alec picked her up in his arms and carried her over to the bed, carefully lying her down in it he covered her with a blanket.

Quickly he went into the bathroom and turned the water on to a temperature that was comfortable. She needed to wash up and then he'd be able to clean her wounds. Once the tub was filled with enough water he turned the knobs off and went to find her.

She was curled up clutching a pillow but her eyes were wide open, maybe she didn't believe she was here either. Slowly he led her to the bathroom, giving her a towel he closed the door telling her he'd be right outside.

It had been an hour now that she'd been in there and he was starting to worry at the lack of sound that was coming out. At first he'd heard her groan from pain and then he'd heard her softly cry trying to muffle the sounds from him. There was nothing more that he wanted to do then to run inside and comfort her but she'd locked the door. She'd locked him out and he couldn't stop himself from feeling sick about it.

Was she afraid that he'd hurt her, laugh at her or even get disgusted with her? Maybe they'd never know but he'd do his best to show her that he still loved her with ever ounce of his being.

"Alec?" she softly called out.

"I'm here." He replied standing up and facing the door.

"I don't have any clean clothes with me." She said but hesitated in asking him for some.

"Hold on." Alec replied and hurried into his room. Quickly he grabbed one of his shirts and boxers. "I've got some for you, open the door."

He heard the click of the lock and watched as she inched the door open. Looking up to see her he had to clothes his eyes at the sight of her clutching the towel tightly towards herself not wanting him to see her. Her arm came out through the crack and she gently took the clothes from him before closing and locking the door again.

Pacing back and forth Alec waited and wondered how he'd go about fixing her wounds when she refused to let him see her. 'Maybe I should call Cece over.' He wondered. 'No not right now too many people would probably scare her.' He added as an after thought.

When she came out and stood there he simply stared. Sure he had a million questions to ask her but for some reason he couldn't form a single one that made sense. "Come sit down I'll get the first aid kit and fix you up." Alec said before disappearing into the bathroom behind her.

Coming out he found her on the sofa sitting on the edge as though she was ready to pounce and run. Slowly he made his way towards her and sat on his old coffee table in front of her. Placing the kit beside her he opened it and took out a few bands and rubbing alcohol.

He reached for her hand and as his fingers touched her skin she jumped a little and yanked her arm away. "No." she said with a mixture of emotion. Alec leaned back and stared at her unsure what to say. "I can do it myself." She said a little more softly as she sat further from him.

Taking deep breaths Alec got up and moved away from her. It was obvious that she needed space and time, she didn't need him crowding her and she was obviously scared of being hurt. 'What did that bastard to do you?' Alec mentally questioned but knew better than to voice his questions just yet.

He watched her head back into the washroom with the first aid kit and close the door. Unable to do anything else Alec sat on the couch and waited while she fixed herself up. His mind was going on the fritz thinking of the places she could be hurt and what White could have done with her.

When she emerged from the bathroom she made her way towards him and he smiled at her. She didn't return the smile but placed his first aid kit down neatly put back together and moved to the other side of the room where it was dark. He didn't need a little to see her as she crouched down and sat in the corner holding her legs pressed against her chest. Time was what she needed and time was what he'd give her he just wished that it would be enough to bring her back to him. There had to be hope in all of this since she'd found her way back to him.

For hours he didn't make a sound or even move he sat there focused on her and the emotions that played on her face. He could see that she was getting tired but she was fighting fatigue to stay awake, alert. Finally when she couldn't fight it any longer she leaned her head on her knees and closed her eyes. Alec waited until her breathing evened out before getting up and going towards her.

Gently he picked her up and held her against his chest tightly as he made his way to his bedroom. Placing her down she held onto him for a few seconds before releasing him and clutching a pillow instead. As much as he wanted to lie beside her and hold her through the night he'd wait until she was ready and let him know that she wanted it too. Going to the kitchen he grabbed a chair and went back towards his bedroom, placing himself just outside the door he sat down and stretched his legs outs. He'd watch over her for as long as needed, right now his biggest priority was making her feel safe.

For the first time in a long time Alec didn't dream that night. His mind was somewhat at peace and ever fiber in his being knew that she was home. He needed to rest and preserve his energy if he wanted to make sure he was there to take care of her.

This time he'd show her how much he truly loved her and how he couldn't live without her. He'd show her that she was his no matter what and that no one would ever hurt her again.

His eyes snapped open when he heard her mumbling. "No it's not true, it's a trick. I know it is because you're dead they told me so." Sitting up straight he listened for that was all he could do and maybe just maybe while she dreamed he'd find out what she'd been through.

When he woke up it was starting to get light outside. Stretching his aching muscles he slowly got up and went to the kitchen to make himself some coffee. Once he'd had a couple of sips he grabbed his cell phone from the kitchen table and dialed Biggs' number.

"Hello." Biggs answered sounding groggy.

"It's me." Alec said and wondered exactly how to tell him that Meg was here.

"Why the hell are you calling me so fuckin' early?" Biggs complained promising himself to return the favor.

"It's Meg, she's here." Alec simply stated since there wasn't any better way to say it. He heard Biggs groan and shuffling around sitting up in his bed.

"Alec it was only a dream. I'm sorry man but she's not really there." Biggs softly spoke to his best friend. He'd had a call like this a few times in the past where Alec awoke and honestly believed that she was there.

"I'm not going crazy again. She really is here; she was here when I got home last night." Alec explained. "She's sleeping right now but I don't want to leave her so you'll need to take care of things for a while."

"Alright," Biggs simply replied not wanting to upset his friend. "I'll talk to you later." Biggs hung up the phone and crawled out of bed in search for his clothes. He needed to get to Alec before he did something stupid. 'Poor guy is going out of his mind.' He thought as he headed out the door making his way to Alec's apartment.