Alex awakens to a soft tapping on her door. She jumps up and realizes that she has fallen asleep with all of her clothes on, but someone covered her with the quilt. Squinting at the digital clock next to her she flips on the light. It's two in the morning. "Come in." She calls out without thinking.
The door slowly opens and Charlie cautiously sticks his head in.
"I'm sorry to wake you Alex, but I really need to talk to you." Charlie frowns at the fully dressed Alex sitting up in bed. "Where's Bobby?"
"I'm right here." Bobby staggers out of the bathroom half asleep. "Whats up, Charlie?" He takes the empty spot next to Alex on the bed. She looks at him a moment before pulling one of the pillows from behind her and handing it to him. He takes it without saying anything and stuffs it behind his head. Snuggling down he crosses his arms across his chest and stares at Charlie.
"I just want to apologize for Terry's behavior out there tonight. It was uncalled for. You see Terry came from money and...well...she's having problems dealing with my frugalness. Suddenly I'm not good enough for her and then seeing how well you've done for yourself Bobby, I can see where she is right." Charlie says, sadly.
"Don't beat yourself down, Charlie." Bobby suddenly feels like a heel for lying to him. "She'll come around. She's crazy for you and material things don't matter when you're happy." He says, quietly.
"What was it about Bobby that made you know he was the one for you?" Charlie shifts his attention to Alex.
Alex's mouth drops open and she is at a loss for words as she glances from Charlie's questioning face to Bobby's curious one. "I...I found him different. Different from anyone else that I had know or dated. He was kind, loyal, dashing and I just couldn't help trusting him." She answers, honestly.
"Did you know that you loved him right away, or did he grow on you?" Charlie questions.
Alex thinks for a moment then answers."Well when we first met we had a our differences. I thought he was a little strange, but he proved to me that normal is not always what its cracked up to be."
"That's not what he asked." Bobby butts in. "When did you realize you loved me?"
Alex turns to look at Bobby who stares challengingly at her. She gives him the I'm going to get you for this look. Alex looks away from Bobby and back to Charlie and clears her throat. "Um, I guess when I first walked into his...no...I mean when he first walked into my Precinct. I found him incredibly...handsome. However, it took me several months of working with him to realize that I had fallen in love with him." She looks down and plucks at the edge of the quilt.
"What about you Mr. Hotshot?" Charlie asks Bobby. "When did you know you loved Alex?"
"From the first moment I laid eyes on her." Bobby answers, without hesitation.
Alex's head whips around to look at Bobby but his eyes were focused on Charlie.
"Thanks guys. I guess that gives me some hope." Charlie says, backing up and reaching for the doorknob. "I'm sorry for disturbing you. Good Night."
"No problem." Bobby says as Charlie shuts the door.
Alex gets up without looking at Bobby. She walks over to her drawer and fiddles around with her clothes.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Bobby asks, quietly.
"About what?" Alex asks tossing clothes on top of the bureau and digging deeper.
"You know damn well what I'm talking about!" Bobby hisses, sitting up cross legged and hugging his pillow to his chest.
"Bobby, Charlie put pressure on us. We made stuff up so there is nothing to talk about." Alex says, firmly. "Damn, I forgot to bring pajamas."
"Here, you can wear this." Bobby says, getting off the bed he walks over to his drawer and pulls out the plaid top that matches the bottoms of his pajamas. He starts to hand it to her. "Are you saying you made all that up?"
"No...not everything." Alex slowly takes the top from him. "And you? Did you make that up?"
"Well, no I guess it's...true." Bobby sighs.
Alex nods and walks into the bathroom shutting the door. Five minutes later she walks out and finds Bobby lying down on his side of the bed staring at the ceiling. She slips into the other side of the bed and shuts off the light. Bobby starts to get up, but she grabs his arm. "Stay." She says, a little too quickly for her liking.
Nodding Bobby slips under the covers. "We need to talk."
"Tomorrow." Alex replies scooting over to lie next to him. "Just hold for me tonight."
Bobby pulls her to him and she burrows her face into his neck. He rests his chin on top of her head and thinks how hard it was for her to admit that she cared for him. Smiling to himself he knows that tomorrow was going to be one time that he listened, really listened, to Alex Eames.