Summary: A ransom leads to a very long weekend for Walker and Alex
Disclaimer: I do not own them
A/N: First attempt at a Walker fic, be nice
Chapter 25
Walker was at Alex's side in seconds, reaching for her now bleeding arm, and checking for a pulse. Once he found one he sighed in relief but he knew there was no time to waste. The three wolves were dead, but soon enough the rest of the pack would be there and he didn't have enough ammunition to kill them all.
Walker leaned over and picked Alex's still body up, careful of her arm. He noticed she had was sweaty, and he cradled her to him. Thoughts of the unborn child inside her entered his mind, causing him to hurry his pace up even more.
He made it back to their campsite and laid Alex down on the sleeping bag. His legs were aching from carrying her back that far, but his mind was whirling because she had not woken up yet. Walker was now pacing back and forth. Should he go for help and leave her there bundled up or should he try and make it to the truck?
Grabbing up Alex, he made up his mind. He would not take any chances with her life or the life of possibly his unborn child.
Twenty minutes later his legs burned, but he kept going. Alex had started to shiver in his arms the shredded shirt she had on not providing enough warmth. Walker cursed himself for not grabbing his coat or hers, but he knew his mind was busy with other thoughts like how fast he could drive to the nearest doctor.
Alex stirred, her head pounding and her arm seemed as if it were on fire. She did not recall going to sleep, as a matter of fact the last thing she remembered were the wolves ready to attack. Just coming out of her thoughts she screamed, and tried to wrestle free from the grasp that had her, seeing the wolves in her mind.
"Alex! it's me, you are safe," Walker said, trying to soothe the now hysterical Alex, but when Alex's eyes opened and saw Walker she began to cry. Her face was scratched, her big blue eyes wide as the tears cascaded down her face, but she said nothing.
Walker finally made it to the Dodge Ram, and not a moment to soon as his legs felt like jelly. He carefully placed Alex in and seat-belted her in, again careful to lay her arm over the top of it. Walker ran around the other side and jumped in, sitting a moment to catch his breath before he slammed the truck into gear, throwing rocks as he sped off towards the nearest town.
Walker tried to get Alex to speak to him, but she turned to face the other way. Walker was getting frustrated, his nerves on edge and before he could catch himself he spoke.
"Alex, I don't care who's the baby's father. I will raise him or her as if it is ours!" he yelled.
Walker regretted yelling, but he couldn't take the silence any longer. He knew Alex was hurting both physically and mentally and he wanted her to talk to him. He watched her shudder in her seat, and wondered is she was in too much pain, but she soon turned towards him, tears running in torrents from her eyes.
"How can you say that? How can you say that you are not disgusted that another man has touched me?"
Walker was floored by her question, and almost swerved off the road. He slowed down some and then turned to answer her.
"Yes, I admit that knowing Culliver touched you makes me sick, but not the way you think."
"Then what way? Are you saying you are not sick at the thought of ever touching me again?"
Walker pulled over off the road, for he knew he would never be able to pay attention to both the road an Alex.
Walker's own eyes held pools of unshed tears, but looking at the woman he loved, hurt, and in tears, they began to fall.
"I could never think that about you. I am sick because I was not the one who killed him. Trivette ended his life, but it should have been me for what he did to you."
Alex cried even harder then, "I wanted our first child to be one made from us. A child born of our love not from some sick twisted man. How can I look the baby in the face, how can I love it like I would our own?"
Walker grabbed Alex's hand and wiped away the tears that spilt from her eyes, "you will love it regardless because that is the kind of person I know you to be, one who is giving and caring."
Walker didn't say anything else as he started the truck back up. He didn't mention it to Alex but her paleness was scaring him, and he wanted to get her to a doctor as soon as possible.
The needle on the speedometer read ninety as Walker entered the town, his foot pressed firmly on the gas pedal. He didn't slow down till he saw the signs for the hospital at the next intersection, and then pulled his foot back the truck almost heaving in relief. He turned in carefully at the emergency room entrance and parked, dashing out of the car he ran to get a wheelchair for Alex. She had tried to get out of the truck herself but the dizziness overtook her and she fell back into the seat.
Alex was rushed into a room and Walker was told to wait outside while they stitched up her arm and cleaned the wound. Walker didn't want to wait outside, he wanted to be by Alex's side, and he ended up pacing in front of the triage doors. He didn't wait long before a nurse came out and got him claiming Alex wanted him to come in.
Walker would have laughed had the situation not been so critical. Alex was sitting on the bed, tears streaming down her face, which was grimacing.
"She claimed she wouldn't let us do a thing till we let you back here and her arm really needs to be sewn back together.
Walker sat down in the chair they provided him, and held Alex's other hand as they worked on her arm. She yelped in pain often and he would squeeze her hand in reassurance. Once her arm was sewn back up Alex looked at in disgust. The nurse came over and tried to give Alex a few painkillers an Alex refused them. The nurse did not know why, but as the doctor was walking into the room she didn't question it.
"Well, I must say you are one lucky lady, but I have to ask what kind of animal attacked you and we have to find out if it had rabies."
Walker stood up an introduced himself. "I killed the animal and it was a wolf. I will go and radio the park ranger and have him go out and get the body for testing. I won't be but a moment."
Walker was true to his word and came back in just as Alex was refusing the medication from the doctor again.
"We don't have your bloodwork back but, you have spoken to me you are not allergic to penicillin and it is vital to stave off infection."
Alex was crying again, but I am pregnant!" she wailed, burying her head in the pillow on the bed.
"How far along are you?"
Alex lifted her head and stared at the doctor. "I don't know. My doctor called me and told me, but I didn't think to find out."
"Easily solved. We will get a sonogram in here and find out just how far along you are little lady."
When the doctor returned he found Walker consoling a now shaking Alex.
"If you will just lie back we can find out for you in a matter of minutes."
Alex was reluctant, she didn't want to know that Culliver's child was inside her for then it would make it all the more real, but she laid down.
Walker an Alex watched as the doctor took measurement after measurement. He hadn't spoken to them yet, an Alex was beginning to feel very nauseous.
"I think I am going to be sick," she announced, and the doctor handed her a basin not a moment too soon. Alex retched till she felt like her ribs were on fire, before she laid back down.
"Well, we are all done here, and your baby seems perfectly healthy despite your run in. I would however suggest you take it easy for a few days, and rest up, and have those stitches removed in seven to ten days."
Walker knew there was a burning question on Alex's mind and his also if he was being honest with himself.
"Doctor, how far along is my wife?"
The doctor turned before he walked out the door. "She is about four weeks along I would say. Plenty of time to shop of baby things," he said before exiting out the door and closing it behind him.
Walker turned to Alex and could see she had the same look on her face. What he was not expecting was when Alex threw herself into his arms, her injured arm be damned.
"Walker, do you know what this means?"
Walker smiled and picked Alex up in his arms, "if I remember my math it means that I am going to be a father."
Alex and Walker both were overjoyed, and sat in the room holding each other. It was Walker who pulled away first, staring into the depths of Alex's eyes.
"I was wrong your present was not the best I have ever gotten."
Alex wrinkled her eyebrows in wonder, before Walker finally gave in.
"The best gift in the world is the child growing inside you now, our child. That is the best gift you have ever given me, a small piece of you."
Walker helped Alex up from the bed and wrapped his arms around her the steady her. "Come on, let's go home and tell CD and Trivette the good news."
"That is the best idea I have heard all day," Alex said.