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 31
Walker had gritted his teeth as Alex explained things that they had done to her. His mind whirled with thoughts of pulling his gun and shooting Culliver dead on the spot, but CD had also seen his wavering hand near his gun and laid a hand atop Walker's.
"You can't let vengeance take over, Cordell, no matter how badly the piece of dirt deserves it."
Walker settled back in his seat, his hands grinding at what was being said, the urge to wipe the smug look off of Culliver's face so great that the only thing stopping him was the looks given to him by CD. It was as CD was staring at him that Alex had jumped up and Walker could see the fear, the outrage in her eyes, and then he saw something else, a look of confusion, right before he noticed her starting to waver.
Walker was on his feet, heading towards Alex, when he saw her collapse. He lunged himself over the stand just as she fell the floor beside her seat. CD and Trivette were on their feet, but Walker's mind was on nothing but Alex, who seemed to be coming around now.
"Alex? Are you all right? Can you hear me?" he questioned her.
Alex's eyes fluttered open as a short recess was called. Walker helped Alex to her feet and then swung her up into his arms as he carried her out of the courtroom. They walked until he found an empty room and sat her down there.
"Alex, you need to see the doctor. This can't be a good sign, and I don't want you endangering yourself or the babies."
Alex fought back the tears that were threatening to fall. She felt naked somehow, even though she was clad in her business suit. She had revealed things that she had not wanted to, and yet Walker was still here with her, looking at her lovingly, his eyes full of concern. She shied away a few inches and watched as Walker pulled her closer.
Walker could sense her fear and soothed her with his next words. "There is nothing that you can say or reveal that will make me love you any less. We will go through this together, Alex. I only want to help you, if you will let me."
Walker's voice had become strangled as the last words left his mouth.
"I am fine, Walker, really, but if you want the doctor to look me over we can go after court lets out for the day."
Alex noticed Walker's face grinning sheepishly. "Wrong, Alex, I had CD call the doctor, and he is on his way now."
Alex grimaced at the thought, but when she opened her eyes again Walker was still there. Standing up, she knew there was no way out of it, so she waited along with Walker for the doctor and, within minutes, he was there. This was when Alex regretted having a doctor's office so close by to her work.
Ten minutes later and Walker and Alex were sitting together waiting for the doctor's explanation. They didn't have to wait long, and the look on the doctor's face was not a happy one.
"Alex, I must stress to you the importance of things. You are carrying twins, which in itself is harder than a normal pregnancy. Any extra or added stress is not good for you or the babies. I want you to remain as calm as you can, despite the case you are going through."
The doctor then looked to Walker. "I will depend on you to keep her grounded, to keep her calm, if you can."
Walker's face was as stern as Alex had ever seen. "I will help her, I promise," he said.
Once the recess was over, Walker walked back in, but he noticed only Trivette and CD were left in the courtroom. He walked Alex back over to the witness stand and stared into her eyes.
"Are you sure you are ready?" he asked.
Alex nodded and he squeezed her hand, trying to relay the message that he was here for her, before going back and taking his seat next to CD.
"Where did Gage and Sydney get off to?"
CD chuckled. "Culliver found Alex's situation funny and spoke about how nice she was, and that is when Gage punched him. It took Sydney and Trivette to drag him out of the courtroom. I think Sydney took him back to headquarters, before we found him in jail."
"The judge didn't stop him?"
"The judge said his back had been turned and he didn't see the incident, so he says anyway."
Walker smiled, as Culliver was brought back in sporting the new busted lip.
The judge called the room to order and then peered over at Alex. "Mrs. Cahill-Walker, are you ready to presume?"
Alex nodded her head yes, and Culliver's lawyer stood back up to question her. The lawyer did not look malicious or anything, and Alex knew he was only doing his job, but she still loathed what she was sure would be another personal question.
"Mrs. Cahill, after the alleged beating and rape, didn't my client in fact bring you bandages for your injuries? Did he not give you something to eat and then drink, showing how he did not agree with your situation?"
Alex glared at the man before she spoke. "He did not, in fact, show me any compassion as you so claim. Yes, he brought me food, one slice of bread and a glass of water. As for bandages, he threw me a band-aid. However, I wasn't able to clean my injuries as my hand was again handcuffed to the bedframe."
"I see so you are saying that you were not given proper medical treatement by my client. Now, Mrs. Cahill, was it not my client who offered to give you heat when there was none in the room?"
Alex stared over at Walker and watched as he smiled back at her before answering the question.
"Let me explain my answer to you so that you will understand. Your client did nothing to help me. The room was freezing cold and I was without any clothes. I was given them back to put on before being handcuffed again, but since the room had no heat, it was still freezing. Your client offered to keep me company, as he said, but I found out his idea of compant was to lay on top of me while making lewd comments. I spent the entire night with him breathing on me, licking me, and occasionally touching me. When I tried to yell, he would slap me, when I tried to squirm away, he would only hold me down and laugh as I struggled. It was a night of no sleep."
The lawyer went over and talked with Culliver for a few minutes before returning with a smile. "Mrs Cahill did my client ever strike you while in the company of his brother? In fact, didn't he stop his brother from striking you once?"
Alex visibly shuddered, her eyes now glistening with tears that had yet to fall, but she sucked in a deep breath an answered. "He never struck me in his brother's presence only. As for the time he is referring to, his brother was slapping me around, telling me what a treasure I was and how he was going to love watching me die slowly when Chuck stopped him. His idea of protection was to tell me he wanted me for himself. When I did not like his advances and kicked him, I was rewarded with him taking his belt off and beating me. He called it a spanking for being bad, but I call being beaten with his belt for over an hour torture, nothing else."
The judge sat for awhile, seemingly thinking over what had been said, and then she raised her gavel. "Court is adjorned until tomorrow morning at nine a.m. Baliff, please escort the defendent back into custody."
Alex sighed with relief and went to walk back to her seat, but her legs were still shaky and she wavered, before Walker's steady hand was beside her. They didn't speak except to thank CD and Trivette for coming and the ride home was in silence. Walker came around and helped Alex out of the truck and into the house. She sat down, and that was when the flood of emotions finally hit her and Alex fell into a heap, sobbing into the pillows on the couch.
She had not meant to tell everything, but the smug look on Culliver's face had enraged her. She heard Walker walking over to her but did not look up, and when he touched her face to wipe away the tears, she flinched involuntarily.
"I'm sorry," she muttered.
Walker didn't turn away from her, instead he sat down on the couch and pulled her into his lap, holding her tightly as the flood of tears was released. He sat there rocking her as if she were a babe, thinking at the same time how lucky he was that she was his. He wanted to kill, the urge growing stronger with each stiffled sob that escaped her lips.
"Come on, Alex," he said, coaxing her up from the couch. "You need a hot bath, while I fix us something to eat."
Alex took one of the longest baths ever, Walker even coming in to help wash her hair. Once the bath was over and Alex was in more comfortable clothes, she and Walker ate dinner. They discussed the day's events, and Alex still felt that nagging voice in the back of her mind that told her Walker had yet to hear it all.
Walker wasted no time in ushering Alex to bed, but again she pleaded with him to stay. Walker leaned over to turn out the light and that is when Alex sat straight up, whimpering as if she were a small child.
He understood perfectly how Alex felt. The dark was a place that she was kept for over a week, alone. He pulled her closer and held her tightly to him until she drifted off to sleep, and then he turned out the light. If she woke in the night, she would know he was there. Tomorrow would be another day of testimony, another grueling day for Alex, and one he did not know if he could withstand.