I'm back after half a year with a new chapter. Sorry it took so long, but college work sucks and that led to some crazy writers block. I kind of have an idea on where I want this story to go now, so I hope to update it more.

Disclaimer: I do not own the chipmunks or the chipettes or any of the characters from the cartoon or the movies. They all belong Bagdasarian Productions (last time I chacked).

Chapter 7

Alvin was lying in his sleeping bag on the floor next to his bed. The reason for this was because his bed was occupied by his sleeping pink-clad counterpart and girlfriend. It was around 12:30 and Alvin was wide awake just listening to Brittany's light snoring. His thoughts drifted back to the few hours before when they had returned home around 9.

~~flashback~~

Alvin and Brittany walked through the front door to find Dave waiting for them.

"Did you have any trouble," he asked.

Alvin shook his head, "At first we had a black Suburban following us, but we ditched them."

"So where were you for four hours," Dave asked, slightly accusatory.

Alvin glanced at Brittany, who had a light smile and a slight blush on her cheeks, before turning to Dave.

"We needed to talk about a few things," Alvin finally said.

Dave picked up his iPad that was sitting on the table next to him, "Right. I would be inclined to believe you, but I saw this right after you hung up."

He showed them the webpage that he had opened. It was TMZ again; the headline said "Brittany and Alvin: Moonlit Romance" and it was the picture that the paparazzi snapped as they were kissing. Alvin snatched the tablet from Dave's hand and continued reading silently, "Brittany Miller, who was just released from the hospital, seems to be spending some quality time with ex-boyfriend and fellow performer Alvin Seville. It seems as though she's getting over that 'alleged' rape rather well."

"Those assholes," Alvin thought as his fists clenched and teeth ground. He made sure that Brittany did not see the article.

"We can explain," Brittany said timidly.

"Brittany and I are dating again," Alvin said, "I guess the photographer was waiting for a good shot, and… yeah. That's what happened. How'd you find it?"

"Simon wrote a program that searches news feeds and tabloid websites for any mention of Brittany's name so I can deal with any PR issues that come from it," Dave explained, "which will probably happen."

"I'm sorry Dave," said Brittany.

Dave put his hand on her shoulder comfortingly, "None of this is your fault. You can go upstairs and get a shower. Miss Miller gave me some clothes for you to wear; they're in Alvin's room. I need to talk to Alvin alone for a little bit."

"It's not Alvin's fault," she said, "I kissed him."

"That's fine," he said, "It doesn't matter; we'll deal with that tomorrow."

Brittany glanced at Alvin as though nervous to leave him alone with Dave. Alvin gave her a reassuring nod. She turned and headed up stairs.

Alvin turned back to Dave, "Look, I'm sorry about getting caught by a photographer. I thought we were in a secluded area with no one around…"

"Alvin, it's fine," Dave interrupted, "Like I said, we'll deal with it in the morning."

"And everything else they said about her," Alvin said, "Those assholes. They don't know anything about how she feels."

"Language Alvin," Dave snapped, "We'll deal with the backlash from this in the morning. The reason I wanted to talk to you alone is because I want to talk to you about Brittany. The paparazzi aren't the only reason that she's here. Miss Miller told me that she's been having nightmares and waking up in the middle of the night screaming… for you. That's why you're both sleeping in the same room."

Alvin's eyes widened, "Really."

"Don't get too excited," said Dave, "I had Simon dig out your sleeping bag. You're going to be a gentleman and let Brittany sleep in your bed while you sleep on the floor."

Alvin nodded, "Okay."

"Something else," Dave said, "I got a phone call from the police. Jason Staford was released on bail."

Alvin exploded, "Are you freaking kidding me! They let that bastard out after what he did to Brittany! "

"Calm down Alvin," Dave said sternly, "They issued a restraining order. He's not allowed to be anywhere near Brittany."

"Like that's going to stop him," Alvin said.

"Also," Dave interjected, "the detective is going to have various patrolmen drive by our area and the school over the next few days. Last thing, don't tell Brittany about this. We don't want her to be worried."

~~end flashback~~

Alvin closed his eyes in an attempt to fall asleep, but he heard a slight whimper. He glanced at the clock to see it read 1:00.

"Nooo," he heard Brittany moan, "Ssstoppp."

Alvin sat up and glanced at the sleeping chipette. She was curled into the fetal position. She let out another moan as she jerked around.

"NO!" she said more forcefully.

Alvin stood up and walked to the edge of the bed.

Suddenly she screamed and sat up in bed, "Alvin!"

Alvin quickly sat on the bed and pulled her into a tight embrace and rubbed her back as she sobbed into his chest.

"I'm right here," he softly whispered into her ear comfortingly, "I've got you. I'm not going anywhere."

"You promise," she said through her sobs.

"Of course," he said before kissing her on the forehead.

She laid her head against his chest as sleep reclaimed her.

Alvin just sat there holding the sleeping chipette when his door slowly opened. Dave poked his head in.

"Is everything okay," he asked quietly.

Alvin nodded solemnly before mouthing, "Can I…"

Dave nodded before Alvin could finish, "Miss Miller and I trust you, and so does Brittany apparently. I don't see why you two sharing a bed would be a problem, but this is the only exception."

Alvin nodded as he laid his sleeping beauty back down before crawling under the covers himself. Unfortunately, when he moved, Brittany let out a protesting moan. He quickly embraced her again, earning a contented sigh.

Dave shook his head, "Good night you two."

Alvin nodded to his father, and Dave shut the door. Alvin sighed before once again trying to fall asleep. This time it came easy as the love of his life was in his arms.

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