Yes, and time once again to journey into the A/B world. Stalling for a while sent me back some, even though I have the next few chapters written out-long ways of coarse-I get kind of picky sometimes about my work, and balancing the line between over perfection, and too much sloppiness-I get rather frustrated
with myself. Then I need to take a few days to baby my stuck up sense of pride. Yep I got to jump start my engine once again..But I'll tell ya reading others
stories always helps...and so here I begin the next few installments--thanks and enjoy-
Don't own LOCI-Alex or Bobby...Although sometimes I wouldn't mind keeping Vincent for myself somewhere-hehe-So please don't sue me
And Who's This Robert?
The question I had no intention of answering at this moment...My exhaustion was setting in deeply. I felt immobile, and somewhat frightened.
Even my voice seemed stuck. I could not tear my gaze away...Damnet, why did my body choose now to react. Lying cuddled in his arms, never
more glad that I was female. Or more aware of it. Bobby's lips were moving,. Holding my attention with there gentle curves.
I'm sure he was saying something, but my comprehension was waning. The rhythm of his lips was lulling me to sleep. Sleep I was sorely in need of getting was banging against my eyelids. I was loosing the battle quickly.
The fear in his eyes made me feel dizzy yet grateful for the life line it provided. He was stroking my face in his hands, looking more frantic with my
continued silence. His voice finally beat out the audible pounding of my veins.
''Alex please,snap out of it!''-Was the last thing I heard before my battle with sleep was lost.
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I had come back to the car to find her slumped over my seat, sleeping. But not peacefully. The look on her face..All scrunched into angels and plains.
She was terrified of something. My reaction was immediate as I dragged her slight form to me. Performing the motion swiftly. Alex lay unmoving, yet her
eyes were wide open.
My insides swelled with impotent rage, why was she not answering me? Fuck! I had left her alone, I had allowed something, whatever this was to
happen to her. My sweet partner. My Alex...
It was all my fault. Guilt like a blanket dropped over me. Smothering under its rough texture. I was touching her everywhere trying to find the source
of the problem.Untile my brain finally kicked into over drive.Dialing 911 with shaking fingers. Fingers that suddenly felt a whole hell of allot like surgical
gloves filled with Jell-O.
By the time we got to the hospital-minus the time spent prying her out of my arms. I felt so empty , the warmth of her body gone. I wanted, I needed
something conclusive.
Even the doctor looked at me suspiciously. Probably sensing the guilt I was trying hard to ignore. He said that it was just exhaustion. That maybe she
had been working too hard, that her lack of sleep made things worse. I nodded along as he spoke, feeling a little like the bouncing ball on the sing-along
tapes as he continued.
''She's sleeping right now. I don't intend to wake her..but when she does, I am giving her a prescription of sleeping pills. And maybe you should be their''.
Shaking my hand. Leaving me with a nervous stomach. I should have questioned her more. I knew something was going on, and I intended to find out
what.
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I climbed out of a heavy sleep. I could feel hands wrapping mine snuggly. Letting my eyes
flutter on my cheeks. I shook off the remaining grains of my dreams.
The pressure on my hand soothed me, as Bobby called softly my name. It was his hand
Witch even now rubbed the pad of his thumb across my knuckles.
''What happened?''My voice scratchy but usable.
Looking into his face my breath caught. He was struggling with some pretty strong emotions. And by his rumpled appearance I'd say that he had been for quiet some time. The evidence of his ten o'clock shadow had me suddenly wanting to giggle.
Must be nerves, because his eyes told me this was not the time.
''Who is it Alex..Who is this Robert? How can I protect you when….when you won't even
tell me why you can't sleep? Then you y you float around in a daze?''
He must have been holding that in for a while. Bobby was so flustered and that was not
like him.I felt fuzzy that he cared so much, yet his anger was flaring up like the fires of hell. The urge to slink away was strong. Fueling my desire to spit in his face.
Why should I tell him anything when he was treating me like a petulant child.
Fine a petulant child I would be.
''I don't know what you mean Goren.'' –Using his last name to let him know how I felt.
I was on the defensive.
''Protect me! I told you I was fine!''I knew I was being bullheaded, but how dare he treat
me like a victim. I am a detective for god sakes!
''You could not even move when I found you. You told me it was just the nightmares. I'm
your partner. I'm supposed to watch your back at all times.If I'd known you were in danger I could have…would have..''
Gesturing wildly around he ran his fingers through his hair. The fire was extinguished from his eyes, as he reined his control back in. Approach me and going soft of expression.
''I need to know Alex. Because if I could have prevented…if theirs going to be a next time…''
''What are you going to do check under the bed, and inside the closet? Sit with me until
I can fall asleep? Save me from myself?''
The mood was wrong. I knew the mood was wrong. But still I pushed him away. Feeling it
to he turned briskly, leaving me to my miserable self.
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At home…..
It was beyond repair. The first thing to catch my eyes had been the remains of my designer curtains. Flapping against what was obviously the point of entry and or exit.
Opening my mouth wide enough for my tongue to swim around inside. I stifled the urge
to scream. Opting instead to lower my automatic cop recourses. And logically check out the rest of the apartment.
Gun poised beneath my hovering fingers. I moved along all the inside surface walls first.
Choosing to stay out of the range of any sudden attacks. I wished I had not chased
Bobby away earlier. With my sharp and stupid remarks, and he was here now, covering me. He had always been agile for all his bumbling detective act. Reminding me again that he was not always what he seemed.
Sometimes late at night I found myself trying to figure the big guy out. As if the extra insight would one day untangle him like an electrical cord. In some ways I actually ached to know him, to understand him better.
It was a feeling I choose to pretend away most of the time. Only in the hours of the early
morning, before the grayish light filtered between the blinds. Imagining his large form
sleepy and tousled. Folded around me, my lips finding his temple. Lightly tickling him awake, and under my influence. Wicked but fleeting thoughts. That sent a perverse pleasure uncoiling in my stomach.
Maybe it was the taboo of the whole thing that raised my blood- pressure. That turned his quick glances into coy artful seductions. That had me staring at his hands and wondering if size really did matter. And thinking that if Bobby made love the same way he did everything else there would be no room for improvement.
I blushed despite the situation. He still stole my breath..god was I becoming obsessed.
He was right I am in danger. of showing Bobby my hand.
I stoped, immediately wretched out of my thoughts. The drawer to my bureau was open. Witch considering the chaos that had become my trendy apartment was no surprise.
Yet when my eyes caught the reason my undergarment drawer was open. Any lesser of a woman would have fainted, and I thought I just might…..
Hanging in a two-way pattern. Was a pair of my mangled underwear followed by my braw. They were shredded into almost unidenafyable pieces. Stained with what looked like my red lipstick. But that being ..the message huge across my wall. Was not outdone
by blood red threats.I'm coming for you…Alex……..
Scared as I have ever been for my life. I did the first thing that came to mind.
I called Bobby Goren.
Revelations abound in the next installment you shouldn't have to wait that long. It's almost done…yea cigars and drinks all around…