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 27
The next morning Walker woke up and after making sure Alex was still asleep, went outside and sat on the porch. He had so many things on his mind, so many thoughts running through his head that he couldn't seem to think clearly.
On one hand he wanted to end Chuck Culliver's life so Alex would not have to testify, but deep down he knew he couldn't do it. That would leave Alex alone or on the run with him, and that was no way to raise a child. His own father had been taken from him far too soon in life and he wanted to make sure that he was going to be there for this child.
Walker got up to go back into the house. He didn't want Alex to wake up and find him not there. It was going to be hell telling her, and that was what he needed to do first off.
As he walked into the bedroom he could see she was just stirring from sleep. Walking over he sat down on the side of the bed and ran his hand through her hair until she opened her eyes.
"Good morning Cowboy," she whispered.
Walker was careful of her arm, and pulled her into an embrace. He had almost lost her yet again, It seemed fate was trying its hardest to tear them apart but he wouldn't let fate win.
"How about you take a nice long bath while I make breakfast," he said helping her to stand up.
Alex agreed and went off to run the water. She didn't notice Walker standing in the doorway as she undressed, but the smile on his face as she turned around made her jump.
"Walker! What are you doing staring at me? I must look an awful sight," Alex said, trying to pull the towel around her.
Walker walked over and pulled the towel open, laying his hand across her stomach. "You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen."
Alex's eyes pooled with tears as she shooed Walker out of the room so she could get a bath. She let the towel fall and eased herself into the waiting steam and let the water relax her stiff muscles, careful not to get her stitches wet. It took her longer than expected, as she had tried washing her hair with one hand, and by the time she had gotten out breakfast was ready.
After sitting down Alex let the aroma of the freshly cooked eggs and sausage waft to her and then she turned two shades of green. Fighting back the feeling she took a bite of the eggs, savoring the taste as she was famished.
The feeling did not last long and just as Walker sat down with is own plate Alex dashed from the table, knocking her chair over as she went running towards the bathroom. Walker was only steps behind her, and soon learned what had caused her to run. Alex lay next to the commode heaving and gagging for all she was worth, and yet nothing else would come up. Once the bout was over Walker handed her a wet cloth to wipe her face and helped her back to her feet.
"How about just a glass of juice and some toast?"
Alex wiped her face and brushed her teeth, and then went back out to sit on the couch. Walker brought her the juice which she sipped and the toast which is was nibbling on. Her stomach felt fine now.
"Alex, Walker began. "There is some things I need to talk to you about."
Alex looked up giving Walker her full attention and that is when Walker found the words hard to say. He figured he would get the least traumatic news out first.
"You have an appointment with your doctor today at two," he said smiling at Alex. "They office called while you were in the tub.
Walker watched as Alex nibbled a bit more of her toast and then sipped the last bit of her juice. He grabbed her now free hand and placed it in his own, holding it for the comfort she was sure to need.
"Alex, there is something else. Trivette said they are going to start Chuck Culliver's trial this month, and we are supposed to testify."
Walker waited for the reaction, waited for Alex to speak, but no words came. Alex stared at him as if looking past him at something else, as her eyes again pooled with tears that started to run down her ashen face.
"Why ... she said. "Why, do we have to testify? Isn't there enough evidence without it?"
"I suppose not Alex. We can't let him get away with what he has done to you." Walker moved to pull Alex closer, but she again bolted for the bathroom, heaving the contents of her stomach back up.
Walker watched as Alex cried, not just tears but anguished tears. ones that spoke of something horrible that he yet did not know of. Walker sat down beside Alex there on the floor and just held her. He rubbed her back in soothing circles until the tears stopped and then he pulled her chin up to meet his gaze.
"We will get through this Alex. I promise you we will."
Alex leaned into his arms, welcoming the strength she felt in them. They both laid there on the floor, not caring for anyone or anything until Walker picked Alex up and toted her up the stairs.
"Walker where are we going?"
"You, have not seen the nursery yet, and afterwards I think a nap is in order. You have been through hell Alex and I will not have you overdoing it."
Walker Toted Alex to the nursery door and only then did he set her down on her feet. When he opened the door they both gasped.
The nursery was done it beautiful shades of blue, from the soft pale blue of the walls to the darker blue around the trim.
"Walker! what if it is a girl?" Alex proclaimed.
"If it is then I have a lot of painting to do but either way we won't know till about a month from now so no use worrying."
Walker led Alex back to the living room and told her he was going to turn down the bed for her, but when he got back in the room, Alex was already asleep. Taking the blanket off the back of the couch he covered her up and went off to shower. Today he was going to hear his baby's heartbeat for the very first time, and he was excited.