Jay's car was warm, as it usually was when it was cold outside. Jay had a tendency to keep it that way, even when he himself was wearing a jacket. Alex partly wondered if it had just been because of her lack of clothing covering her arms, but now it seemed like it was out of habit unless she was wrong. She shivered regardless at the familiarity of it all, of the stupid arguments and talks that they had went through in the car. She remembered the last argument they had the one after she found out what he had given her. Jay couldn't believe that he had, and he had just let it all out to her in a calm sense of misery and regret.

She was broken from her thoughts, when he asked, "You alright?"

"Yeah, I'm as fine as I'm going to be." She said, her voice still with a sense of coldness.

Jay sighed, and started the car, music playing lowly in the quiet. He usually had it blaring, but with what had happened lately, he would just rather have it barely on, just a memory of how it had been.

Alex noticed this, and looked at him with cockiness, "What? Are you just coming to realize that music doesn't have to make your car shake?"

"Are you just coming to realize that everything doesn't have to do with what you think?" Jay snapped, his own temper flaring. They had argued like this all the time before he had cheated on her, just over useless and worthless crap that neither one of them truly cared about.

"Maybe I'm just coming to terms with you not being everything that I thought you were." She glared at him, as the car slowly started to drive away from her house. Jay was silent for a few minutes, before he stated, "I told you that I wasn't anything special."

Alex just watched the rain hit the hood, as she muttered quietly, "Yeah, only I wasn't anything special either."

She had felt a strange sense of acceptance with Jay, they were both from the wrong side of the tracks, and they both had an image they liked to withhold, whether it was a good one or not. The car was silent again, except for the pounding of the rain on the car, the windshield wipers, and the music. Thunder rolled off in the distance and Jay and Alex both figured that it would be making its way to Toronto soon.

Alex felt like Jay hadn't even heard her last comment because he hadn't said anything, but he had, he just didn't know what to say. Alex took a deep breath of air through her nose, and that was when she really noticed the lingering smell of alcohol that was coming from the backseat. She turned around to peer back there. The backseat, something that Jay always tried to make it look clean and nice, was a mess. Beer bottles and cans were scattered around; some of the beer that had been left in cans had leaked onto the seat and the floor. She looked back to the front with a sigh, and slumped down further into the seat. Jay had seen her look back, and he pursed his lips, lost in thoughts. She knew he drank, so why did it matter now that there was just a few bottles and cans back there? Not a few…. a lot.

She didn't even know why she had agreed to this anyway, but maybe if Jay had to stop to get something she could drive off and leave him, or better yet, shove him into his trunk, and lock him in there.

"Jay…where in the hell are we going?" she asked, breaking the silence.

Jay continued to look at the road, "Haven't you been paying attention? My house."

Alex rolled her eyes, "That's kind of hard considering it's raining so damn much I couldn't see a friggin flying cow! Why are we going to your house? I'm not going to hop into bed with you or anything."

Jay let out a noise, "Obviously, you left some of your clothes there, I thought that you could change into them."

"How considerate of you." She said snidely.

"I did say I was going to find you some clothes, didn't I?" Jay said harshly, and Alex nodded, "I guess you did."

They pulled up to the small house that Jay called home. It was shabby, but not as bad as hers was. His parents had decided to pay for it before they skipped out on him, so at least there was no rent to pay for. Just the regular bills. Most of the reason he stole, just to be able to pay for his lifestyle. He wasn't on student welfare, because one, his parents would come every once in awhile, and two, his grades weren't good enough as it was. Jay stopped the car, and Alex got out silently, shivering again as she left the warmth of his car to the cold street. He pulled the keys out, and got out as well, not talking at all, as he opened the door.

"Go ahead." He said softly, and Alex went in.

A/N: I just wanted to thank all of you who reviewed! Sorry if this isn't as good as you thought it would be, but I hit kind of a roadblock for a bit.

Lobel's girl: Aw, my first reviewer that argued with me when I thought it sucked. It still does in my book. :P, and yours is still better than mine, so heehee I win.

SandEforever: I agree, there does need to be more Jalex stories, I'm glad you liked my story.

DancerChild018: No, this won't be a one-shot because I know of a person that would kill me if it was.

Unwanted Souless Freak: Thank you for the review, I absolutely love your stories. I think they're perhaps some of the best Jalex/Alex stories out there. 