Summary: A ransom leads to a very long weekend for Walker and Alex
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A/N: This is my first W/A fic so be nice.
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Chapter 19
The next morning Walker left early to go into Ranger Headquarters and get some of paperwork done, leaving Alex home alone by herself. Alex got out of bed and decided she would try to make herself some toast. The getting up part was easy, but trying to manuever around was becoming a chore. The outing the day before had worn her out and the room was spinning. She grabbed onto the back of a kitchen chair until things came back into focus and then preceded to make her breakfast. It only consisted of coffee and toast, but that is all she felt she could handle.
Alex didn't want to waste another minute, so she started preparing for a wedding. Nothing too fancy, just a small ceremony with just their close friends present Taking a seat on the couch she started to make a few phone calls, setting up a caterer and calling around for tuxedos. She hoped Walker would not be upset about it; they had discussed it the night before, and he had told her to go ahead with the plans.
Walker sat at his desk mulling over file after file. The following week would be Roger Culliver's trial. Unlike most trials which took forever to be brought before the judge, his had been expedited due to the circumstances.
He hoped Alex was making some progress on the wedding plans. He avoided making arrangements if he could. He felt he had done his part by asking CD and Trivette to be his Best Men. Alex had been so excited when he told her he was ready. He really couldn't think of anyone else he would rather spend his life with.
Walker sighed. He didn't want to be at work, he wanted to be home making sure Alex was okay, not stuck here. Taking his work files with him, Walker bid everyone a good day and left to head back home.
Alex had gotten a food caterer and had found tuxedos for everyone that would need one, but she hadn't found herself a dress yet. She had called around to several places, but all of them had told her it would be a two week wait, and she and Walker wanted to be married before then.
The date had come about because it would be Christmas Eve and Walker said all he wanted for Christmas was to have Alex in his arms. Alex couldn't think anymore, her head was pounding and her ribs still ached despite the medicine she had been taking. She hadn't told Walker, but she had forgotten where she had put the bottle and for the life of her could not remember. She was tired and achy and thought she would lay down for just a few minutes.
Walker parked the Dodge Ram and walked inside. The house was quiet, but once he got inside he could see why; Alex was curled up on the couch fast asleep. What worried him was that her brow was furrowed as if she were in pain.
He sat down opposite her in the chair. Had he pushed her too hard by taking her out for the picnic? She had always seemed invincible and yet now she looked as fragile as a china doll. He vowed he would watch over her more carefully. Covering her up with a blanket, he went to make dinner. CD and Trivette were coming by with a special gift for Alex, and he hoped she would love it. Walker himself had fought many demons to come to a decision, but in the end, he knew in his heart that Alex was the one who was meant to wear it.
Alex awoke to the smell of steaks cooking. Her mouth watered, knowing Walker made some of the best T-bone steaks in all of Texas. She went into the kitchen and started making a salad. She was happily cutting up the tomatoes when her hands began to shake and the knife slipped slicing the end of her finger a bit. Walker walked in just as she cried out.
"Alex, let me see it." Walker looked at the cut and saw it was neither deep nor bleeding a lot. He left the kitchen and returned seconds later. Picking her finger up, he wrapped a band aid around it and then kissed the tip. "Go and sit down, Alex, and let me do this. You look tired."
Alex didn't want to admit it but she was tired. Thinking it was just the lack of her medication that she still couldn't find, Alex went to have a seat on the couch. She hadn't been sitting there but a minute when the doorbell rang and CD and Trivette walked in.
"How you feeling, honey? You look a might pale," CD said, placing a kiss on the top of her head.
"Just a bit tired is all, " Alex replied. She glanced at a huge box CD was carrying. "CD, what is in the box?"
"Now you will just have to wait till after supper to find out, little lady. Why don't you lie down, you really do look a bit worse for the wear."
Alex glared at CD. "You really know how to stroke a lady's ego, don't you?"
Half an hour later the steaks were ready and CD had finished making the salad that Alex had started. Everyone dug in, and soon they got to watch Trivette and CD fight over who was getting the last of the corn on the cob. Trivette won out, but CD still muttered about men making pigs of themselves. Walker started to clear the plates and Alex began to wash the dishes.
"Oh no you don't, " he exclaimed. "You march yourself right into the living room and sit down. CD was right, you do look a bit pale. Are you sure you are feeling all right?"
Alex assured him she was just tired. No need to worry everyone by telling them she felt far worse than that. She didn't want to ruin the wonderful evening.
After the dishes were done, Walker brought out coffee for everyone, and CD brought the box he had carried in from the closet.
"Now do I get to know what is in the box?" Alex asked.
Walker sat down in front of her, the box resting across his lap. "First I need to tell you something." When he was sure Alex was listening he went on. "Alex, do you remember Ellen?" At the slight nod from Alex, he continued. "She and I were to get married. I thought she was the woman that was meant for me, but she was killed and my dreams were shattered, until I met you"
Alex's eyes were brimming with tears and a few fell down her cheeks. She didn't know what Walker was getting at.
Walker cleared his throat and clasped Alex's hand. "I know you haven't had time to find a dress, and I wanted you to have your mind at ease."
CD stood up, opened the box, and out flowed a beautiful white gown with sequenced pearls along the sides.
"I had this dress made a long time ago when I thought I was going to get married," Walker started, but he couldn't finish.
CD put his hand on Walker's shoulder. "Honey, what he is trying to say is that this dress was made for Ellen, and we wanted to know if you would like to wear it."
Alex thought it over for a moment. At first it struck her as odd, but then she found it to be the opposite. "Walker, I would be honored to wear this dress, for I know it came from you."
Walker's breath hitched in his throat. "I thought you wouldn't want to wear it because of who it was made for."
Alex hugged him. "All that matters is that you could have kept it locked away forever, along with her memory, but this means you have moved past it and found that I am the one you love."
There wan't a dry eye in the house. This was what love was about, this was what every person searched for, a soul mate, someone to complete the other, and Walker and Alex were just that.