Summary: A ransom leads to a very long weekend for Walker and Alex
Disclaimer: I do not own them
A/N: This is my first W/A fic so be nice.
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Thanks to all who waited till I got back from vacation for the update! Now on with the fic!
Chapter 14
For over an hour, the mood was somber in the Ranger Station. Trivette and CD were sitting at the table, after not being able to persuade Walker to leave Alex's side to get some rest. Even after he collapsed and they had taken him to bed, he had woken minutes later to resume his vigil over her. Now he sat stroking the loose strands of hair on her forehead, speaking soft words of comfort in her ears. His own body screamed for rest, begged for release into the world of sleep so that it could heal, but he would not leave her.
James Trivette was known for keeping a cool head, in order to fight off numerous men alongside his partner, but now the tears streamed from his chestnut eyes, falling onto the table. Trivette raised his head, "I can't lose either of them, Big Dog. If the helicopter doesn't get here in time, Alex.."
"You stop thinking like that. Alex will be just fine. She's a strong girl and she will make it through this," CD offered.
Trivette swiped away the latest tear, "How can you sit there and tell me she will be fine? You heard them just as I did. She is going to die, CD!"
CD cowered against the onslaught of rage coming from the distraught man, "Look, Cordell has enough worry for the both of us. If he sees we have given up hope, then he might just do the same."
Trivette nodded his head; he didn't want Walker to give up hope, it seemed it was the only thing keeping him on his feet.
"Alex, can you hear me?" Walker said softly as he ran his fingers through the sweat soaked golden locks of her hair.
The only way he knew she was listening was the nod of her head, as opening her eyes sent the bright lights of the room pounding into her head.
"You have to live, Counselor. Uncle Ray would never forgive me if you didn't. I haven't told you yet but he went out and bought a suit for the wedding. He hasn't worn a suit since my parents were married, so it really is quite an honor. I want to see him in that suit Alex. I want to see him as I pledge myself to you for the rest of my life. Please, Alex, please hang in there."
Alex tried to speak, but Walker placed his finger over her lips, silencing her. "You just rest, Alex, no need to tell me now."
Walker placed a gentle kiss on her lips and pulled the covers up. Alex shivered, even though the room was boiling hot from the fire. The sweat that bathed her features glistened in the flicker of the flames, and yet the chatterinng of her teeth keep them all informed that her fever was climbing higher and higher. Her lips were parched and the need for liquid to cool it overpowered her enough to open her eyes and ask for water.
Walker's eyes filled with rage and sympathy. How could he deny her water? She was begging him, pleading for just one drop. His resolution caved and he raised the glass to her lips, allowing just a couple of drops to slide past her lips. He sat back and sighed in relief when she made no sound to inform him it had harmed her. His assurance however was not long lived when the coughing started and droplets of blood oozed from her pale lips.
CD and Trivette jumped to their feet, moving swiftly to Walker's and Alex's side.
"What is wrong Cordell?"
"I gave her water... I know I shouldn't have, but she was pleading CD," Walker hung his head.
Alex began to cough and more blood spilled forth from her, but that was not what worried them the most; it was that her eyes opened. The blue crystals of her eyes had melted his heart so many times over. They had brought a smile to his face countless times, lifted his spirits after a trying day of work, and even brought him laughter. Now they were staring straight at him, and again he felt the love he always felt just from a mere glance from them, and then the blue eyes he loved rolled back in Alex's head, showing only the whites of her eyes before they closed.
Alex!" he screamed, shaking her arm.
The slight twitch of her body told him convulsions were starting, and he could do nothing to stop them. Walker couldn't move, couldn't think straight. Here Alex was hurting and again he had caused it. Why had he given her the water? Why had he allowed himself to? He knew the answer, because she had asked for it and he could refuse her nothing. The first sign of the convulsions were nothing compared to the writhing figure on the couch now. It was his finance, his whole being for living, and now she was again shrouded in the world of pain.
"I can't take it anymore!" he screamed up to the ceiling.
"Walker, get ahold of yourself, Alex needs you," Trivette yelled as he sat down on the floor, trying to keep Alex from hurting herself further by the thrashing about.
Walker shook his head, trying to steel his emotions, but they could not be tied down, not now. With tears trickling from his eyes, he watched as Alex's whole body shuddered with each new wave of convulsions. The ugly black bruises on her abdomen stared back at him, the blood spilling again and again from her mouth each time CD wiped it away. Was this to be the end of Alex, was he to watch her die in a Ranger's Station out in the middle of nowhere? Then his ears caught yet another sound, the whirl of the helicopter blades approaching. Was it too late, would they get her there in time?
Picking up the broken and battered body of Alex, Walker walked out the door to meet the copter, holding her tightly as her body started to shut down.