A/N: Yup it's been a while since I last posted. But the delay wasn't that long now was it? Here's some more. Hope you like it!

Helen was walking back to the Olympic village. Her husband had yelled at her for the past hour about her performance. She didn't fall but she didn't place first either. The pressure was getting to her. She started to cry. She was trying her best, but her best wasn't good enough. Nothing was good enough. She bumped into someone. She looked up and it was Paris.

"I'm sorry" Helen said

"Are you alright? You seem upset" Paris asked

"I'm fine, sorry" Helen started to turn

"Wait," Paris walked up to her and handed her his handkerchief, "You look like you need this"

"Thank you" Helen took it and wiped her tears

"Why are you crying? You placed 3rd"

"Because I didn't place first. My coach won't allow it"

"Your coach is too hard on you"

"He's just trying to make me the best, that's all"

"Then don't cry"

"It's just so hard, all this pressure to win. It's like sometimes I wish something happened so I couldn't skate anymore!" Helen sobbed out

"Don't say that"

Paris saw Helen cry uncontrollably. He felt pity for her. She was such a sad creature. He allowed her to cry on his shoulder and held her close.

Brenda returned to the Olympic village. She was tired from her long program, but decided to go visit Alex. She walked to the house where they were at and found no bonfire. It was dead quite. She looked around and walked to the house. She knocked on the door but there was no answer. She was angry with him. He had kissed her and invited her over, only to find no one there. Was he toying with her. Was the kiss he left on her lips only hours ago nothing to him? She was so taken by him that she wasn't thinking clearly. Tomorrow was her freestyle program. She should be home sleeping, resting up for tomorrow but what was she doing? She was knocking at his door. She shook her head and turned to leave when she saw them coming down the street, singing and chanting. They were carrying Parker up on their shoulders. They came to the house and Alex saw Brenda standing there.

The team set Parker down. Around his neck was a gold medal. Brenda wondered what the commotion was about.

"Now cousin, now that you've won the gold what are you going to do?" Alex asked

"I'm going to plaster my face all over the Wheaties boxes!" Parker said

"Congratulations on winning" Brenda said

"Thanks. You're going to get one of these as well, along with my cousin and the rest of his team" Parker said

"Speaking of which, we play tomorrow. Team get your sorry butts into the house NOW!" Alex yelled out

"What no bonfire? No celebration? No drunken singing?" Parker asked

"The Russians drank all the booze, we're out of marshmallows and I think we've had enough of drunken singing, we will celebrate tomorrow. I promise"

Parker looked at his cousin.

"Ok who am I kidding? Alright we have some Oruzu left. Party till midnight!" Alex yelled out

The team members inside yelled back and started up the party. Parker ran inside and joined in the revelry.

Alex turned his attention back to Brenda who stood there. He walked towards the house.

"You should be sleeping now, you've got to skate tomorrow"

"Then why did you invite me over?"

"I didn't think you would come"

Alex lied. He knew she would come. After that kiss he knew she would come, regardless. And in a way he felt guilty for agreeing to Owen's request. He knew that she deserved to win the gold. He knew that she trained to win, and she should win. But he also knew that she came to meet him for a reason. He felt her hand and arms wrap around his waist from behind. He felt her head rest on his back as she squeezed him gently.

He pulled her hands away from him and turned around. He cupped her face.

"You should go. You can come over tomorrow after you've won"

He let go of her face and walked into the house. Brenda didn't understand what was happening. He was toying with her. She was in no mood for games. She was tired of everyone telling her what to do. She opened the door and went inside. She looked around and saw everyone was drinking happily.

"Where's Alex?" she asked

"Upstairs!" Eddie answered as he took a sip from the bottle of booze

Brenda ran up the stairs looking for him. For once she was going to take control of her life. And for once she was going to do what she wanted. She was opening doors searching for him. She couldn't find him anywhere and then realized he was in the shower. She opened the door to the bathroom and heard the water. She felt the steam rise up and walked in slowly. She pulled the curtain aside and saw him standing there letting the water run down his body. He turned his head.

"Why are you staring at me?"

"Why are you playing games with me?"

Alex turned the water off and reached for a towel. His wet arm brushed up against her. He wrapped the towel around his waist and got out of the shower. He walked back into his room. Brenda followed him in, not caring that he was just naked a moment before. She watched the muscles in his back move with each step and then her eyes saw a bruise on his back. She reached out and touched it.

"What happened?"

"It's nothing. Just a reminder of when you tried to fly"

Brenda was walking on dangerous ground. She was alone with him in his room, with a towel separating him from her. She should have ran, but instead she stayed. She stood there waiting for him almost.

"You should leave" Alex said coldly

"I'm tired of everyone telling me what to do"

"You'll win the gold tomorrow, you should rest"

"Why are you sending me away?" Brenda walked up to him

"I have to play tomorrow. I can't afford any distractions"

"Is that what I am? A distraction?" She leaned closer to him

"The same way I've been a distraction"

"Then distract me"

And with that Brenda stood up on her toes kissed Alex. Alex kissed her back. In his mind he knew what he was doing was wrong, but he didn't care. He wanted her. And he would have her.

They fell back onto the bed. Alex wasted no time in discarding the towel from his body. He enjoyed unwrapping Brenda. Slowly her clothes came off, and finally she was his, laying beneath him. He kissed her again as her arms held onto him. He stopped to admire her beauty.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting a good look"

"Nothing you haven't seen before"

"I lied, you didn't really flash anyone. You were too drunk to, you passed out before you did anything"

"Is there anything else you lied about?"

Alex silenced her mouth with another kiss. He whispered something into her ear, she didn't know what he said as it was in Greek. Brenda felt him touch her, she felt him inside her, she felt him and she never wanted to let go. Alex felt her body tremble beneath his. He kissed her gently and felt her back arch up towards him. He felt her soft hands cling onto him. He heard her call out his name, a curved smile appeared on his face. He wasn't done with her yet.

The noise and singing from downstairs subsided and the team retired to their rooms. Alex lay there with Brenda in his arms. She lay on his chest, her mind replaying what had just happened. No words could explain what she felt. She couldn't explain to herself what she felt. Alex lay there staring at the ceiling. He felt her move a bit, adjusting her head on his chest. His mind was cluttered with thoughts. He wanted her, and he always took what he wanted. Except this time he felt guilty for it. Guilt an emotion he had yet to experience was gnawing away at his soul. He couldn't send her away now, after what they had just done. It would mean that she meant nothing to her. But if she stayed he would never let her go. And so Alex lay there with this dilemma.

Brenda's fingers trace along his chest up to neck and to his chin.

"What are you thinking of?"

"Nothing" Alex rolled her onto the bed and kissed her again.

Yes they finally got together. But what will happen now? Will Alex distract her that she won't win the gold? That she won't even make it to the rink? What about Helen & Paris? What is her uncle going to think when he finds out she's with Alex? Please R&R! Thanks!