Summary: Lies, deception, everything has a price ... what is the price of shame?
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Chapter 21
Walker spent the next two days laying in his bed, staring at the ceiling refusing to eat, refusing to even get out of the bed. Beside him laid a picture of Alex and there were now tear stains on it, as he had spent the first night crying himself to sleep.
CD came by on the fourth day. "Jimmy he has to get up and start living again, or I am afraid he will just wither away."
Trivette had agreed to come with him and help him get Walker back up and going. They both walked into the bedroom and saw Alex's photo clutched in Walker's hand as he slept. Her pillow was beside him, and he looked like he hadn't bathed or eaten in days. There were dark circles under his eyes, even as they were closed in a fitful sleep.
"Cordell, wake up." Walker mumbled and rolled over, but soon he opened his eyes and peered at the two sets of worried eyes staring at him.
"What do I have to get up for? Do you want me to go and catch the bad guys again? What for! So they can be set loose on a technicality and then come and find some new way to try and destroy me?"
"Cordell Walker! I never thought you were a quitter! If you don't get up out of that bed, and go back to work there are going to be many more men in your same situation!"
Walker sat up in the bed, placing the picture of Alex on the nightstand. "Why should I care about other people? Tell me CD, what have I got left to care about?"
CD's own eyes filled with tears then. "I care about you Cordell. Jimmy and I care what happens to you. We won't ever stop looking for that son of a bitch that took her from you, but in the meantime isn't it enough that we are still here for you?"
Walker stood and hugged both men. "Thank you CD, but I just don't have the will to get up and go after suspects anymore."
CD held Walker at arms length. "First off you need a shower, and I would guess a good hot meal and then we can talk more." Walker nodded his head and took a set of clean clothes into the bathroom. CD left to go and make them all some lunch and Trivette waited in the bedroom to make sure Walker didn't come out and try to go right back to bed.
Thirty minutes later the shower stopped and Walker emerged from the steamy bathroom. "Well, if nothing else you smell better now." Trivette said, trying to get Walker to smile. Walker in fact didn't smile at all, his eyes looked hollow, as if even his soul was gone. "Come on CD made us lunch and he will be up here to collect us if we don't get down there.
Walker started to go down the stairs but he stopped at the end of the hallway and opened the door. Inside stood the crib and everything they had gotten for the baby. Walker's eyes misted up and soon he fell to his knees just inside the doorway, letting out a wail. This brought CD running to where they were at.
When CD stopped in the doorway Walker was fingering the blanket Alex has crocheted when she was bedridden for those few days, then in a fit of anger he began throwing things, breaking everything in the room.
"Walker!" Trivette yelled, but CD grabbed his arm. "He needs to let it all out. He is hurting Jimmy."
Both men watched as Walker went through the room tears streaming down his face tossing things against the wall and watching them scatter. When he was finally done he sank again to his knees and sobbed. "Why God why!" he yelled and then CD came over and sat down on the floor beside him.
"Cordell?" he whispered, and Walker stared up at him. "Do you feel better now?" Walker shook his head that he didn't. "I will never feel better. Alex is dead and the baby was all a scam. I don't even have her body for a proper funeral. What do I tell her father?"
"Those things will be worked out Cordell, but why not turn this anger where it should be. Why don't you go back to work and save anyone else from feeling just what you are now."
Walker sat there wiping his tears on the back of his hands. "I have nothing else to live for. I might as well throw myself into my work."
CD helped him to his feet, and guided him out of the room, closing the door behind him. "You have us Cordell. We will always be here for you."
Two months later ...
Walker had grown into an even more ruthless Ranger. No one escaped his clutches, and he often brought the assailants in sporting many more bruises than normal, but oddly enough none of them claimed police brutality. He had taken CD's advice to heart and now he spent every day and many nights chasing criminals.
CD had told him too much work was not healthy for him, but Walker had shrugged him off, knowing that the worst thing he could ever do was spend too much time alone in the house where he always found himself in the nursery staring at a picture of Alex.
It had been two months for Alex too. She had been made a slave basically doing any and all chores that a maid would do and also being the object of Suling's affections. He had brought her candy and even fine clothing, but Alex always refused his advances. He had gone so far as to slap her hard one day, sending her into the wall and knocking her out, but Mr. Sakara had informed him he was not allowed to damage her. This enraged him. He knew one day he would have his way with her, damn what Sakara wanted.
Alex went about her life but she sat every night in her bed thinking about getting to Walker, trying to devise a plan to escape. It was one day when Mr. Sakara and Mr, Suling both had left for the day. She knew there were guards at the gate, but she thought she could talk her way out of going with them. She had been here for two months now and she had to get to Walker, had to tell him she was alive.
Leaving the house was easy enough, but once outside Alex found out her plan was anything but simple. She made her way through the brambles instead of going down the driveway in hopes that she would not be seen. She had waited till the guard's back was turned and then she tried climbing over the fence. She would have made it to if not for being so clumsy lately. Grabbing onto the barb wired at the top she let out a small whimper and the guard shouted up to her. "Come down this instant before I shoot!"
Alex didn't care right now if he shot her or not. She kept climbing, all her thoughts on getting to Walker. She didn't get far as the guard grabbed her foot and pulled her back down. Alex started to scream in frustration. "Let go of me! You know Sakara will not be pleased if you kill me," she said as she stared at the gun, pointing now at her head.
The guard knew exactly how Mr. Sakara would kill him if he hurt her too much. The last guard had been tortured and then shot on the spot after Mr. Sakara found out he had shot an escaping woman from the meth lab. "Who said anything about killing you? I just happen to think despite how you look that you are a very attractive woman."
Alex saw the grin spread over his face as he dragged her into the little guard gate shack. No one heard her screams as her shirt was ripped off and he ran his hand down her stomach till it found her pants. She then begged for him to let her go, but this only seemed to fuel his desires. With his pocket knife he cut open her jeans, and had his way with her.
Alex screamed for a long time, until her voice was hoarse and then she fainted from the pain. She was still unconscious when Mr. Sakara came in through the gate. He waited for the guard to open it up but the man seemed to be taking an awful long time. It wasn't till he came out his shirt buttoned askew that Mr. Sakara stepped from his car.
"What whore have you brought into the building now to satisfy your lust?" he questioned him.
The guard started to stutter noticing his mistake of buttoning his shirt. "I ... forgive me Mr. Sakara," he said falling to his knee in front of the man. Sakara walked over to the open doorway of the shack and found Alex laying inside naked, and still unconscious. "What were you thinking Mr. Ti shu? No wait let me answer for you, as you were not thinking at all. You have stolen from me, and you know how I feel about thieves."
The guard got up from his feet running towards the guard gate. He knew the price of stealing, and it was death, but before he could reach his gun Mr. Suling fired his own. The guard landed face down just inside the guard gate, his brains having been splattered across the inside. "Take Mrs. Walker back inside and tend to her. I will not have her dying now."
Mr. Suling picked Alex up, her naked form hanging limply in his arms. He cursed the guard for taking what he had not had the chance to acquire yet. Someday soon he would, yes, someday soon. With the thought in his mind he carried Alex back inside the house.
A/N: Unbetaed for I didn't have time.