Chapter 135

*I'm trying to get to your requests this week, and hoping to update everyday if I can. I may not get to all of them within time but I promise you I haven't forgotten about them. I'll be tending to it so they can fit the story line than we're currently busy with. EzzyBobo the ending is for you (long overdue I know but here it is). Once Alex is pregnant I'll get to the rest I PROMISE!*

Alex surely loved sleeping, it was something she could do all day but whenever Phoebe spends the night in their bed she becomes really grateful when daybreak arrives, because of the way her daughter sleeps. She got up moving the sleeping toddler further to the middle of the bed putting a pillow on the empty side so she won't roll off, getting her things ready so they can get the day started. Alex was worried about her actually after she fell off the bed and monitored her throughout the night but she seemed fine besides the blue mark on her forehead.

Making Phoebe's bottles packing in her formula and lunch she put her bag on the couch making her coffee and looking at the list on the fridge of the new ingredients she has to go buy until she's pregnant. Not even sure of how to cook most of these things on the list but being determined to make it through at least one week. They can skip it tonight and start tomorrow as she plans a nice dinner for her and Ryan, if their little rascal goes down early tonight and give her parents some alone time.

"Good morning, I need to get to work in half an hour and might be home late." He started showing her an email addressed to him.

"Hhhmm, you're torture starts early I see." She read the email knowing how much he'll hate it when he's stuck behind a desk all day.

"Why do you have coffee?" he noticed looking at the mug in her hand and the list that strictly forbid the drinking of coffee.

"I still need to go buy all these things so I'm giving you free reign for the last 24 hours. From tomorrow on we're in this together." She tapped the list and he took her half full mug of coffee drinking the rest of the contents.

"Phoebe, come on time to get up honey." Alex woke her daughter who opened her eyes and looked at her mother blinking but not making any attempt to get up, instead she turned around and tried to get some more sleep but Alex picked her up. "See what happens when you eat too much sugar so late at night?" Phoebe mumbled something that sounded a lot like disagreeing with her mother's statement.

Ryan showered and got dressed in record time, when he appeared again downstairs kissing Alex and Phoebe before leaving the house. Alex prepared for another food fight again but her daughter were cooperative this morning, but she's not getting her hopes up that this would be an everyday thing.

"Renata wants to schedule sleepovers with your daughter at least once a week, or she wants a baby sister. So be a good friend and offer your child ." Natalie started the day off, not even greeting Alex who walked into the office.

"Well Good morning to you too." Alex greeted sitting down at her desk. "She fell off the bed last night and has a bump on her head now, I have no idea why she had so much energy." Alex shook her head seeing a small smile creep onto Natalie's face, she turned to face her friend so she can start explaining. "We made cookies, and what's the point of baking anything when you don't taste it, so I gave her one or two and a half." She admitted softer seeing a non-amused look on Alex's face. "Why are you so hard on her she's only a little baby."

"Someone has to be hard and unfortunately it's me. Good manners will take her far in this life not growing up spoilt." Alex pointed a finger in Natalie's direction when Maranda entered, Shelby moving behind her so she won't notice she's a few minutes late.

"Nice of you to join us Wyatt. You and Parrish have interrogation I'm not about to start my day losing my morals, the rest of you briefing room in ten." She laid down orders and Shelby and Alex looked at each other wondering what this was all about making their way to the assigned room.

Entering the room a young boy about the age of 16 sat at the table, covered in tattoos. Alex picked up the file that laid on the table ad scanned through it, to see what they're dealing with. "Alright Mr Jones, do you know why you're here?" She asked and he shook his head.

"They got the wrong person." He said looking at her. "You have a nice accent."

"Let's spare each other the compliments and cut to the chase. I have a bunch of work to do and being stuck here in this room with a sixteen year old who claims he didn't do anything wrong is not a high priority on my list right now." Alex said laying her palms on the table looking the young man in the eyes.

"Jones, just admit to what you did and you'll be out of here." Shelby said highly irritated that they're about to start their day off like this. "I'm going to ask you again, do you know why you're here?"

"The police locked me up, brought me here saying I broke in at my grandma's house because they found my fingerprints there, but I'm telling you it wasn't me. " The teen kept his appearance up.

"Yeah, nice try Shaggy. If they found your fingerprints all over the place do you know what that means? It means you're guilty." Alex said the last part slowly hoping to get through to him.

"Are you on drugs?" Shelby asked not even sure why but maybe if he admitted to it his behavior would make more sense.

"I want a lawyer. I'm not saying anything until a lawyer gets here." He laid back on the chair folding his arms looking at them.

Alex threw her hands up walking out of the room, and saw Maranda standing at reception. "I'm gonna kill that kid. They found all the evidence in the house linked to him and he refuse to take the blame for it, but insists on a lawyer." Behind the desk Roxanne stifled a laugh at the look on Alex's face and the mile n Maranda's.

"Yeah that is nothing new, Jones is a regular here." Roxanne said and Alex looked between her and Maranda. "A lot of agents can't handle him because he is always looking for a lawyer, and somehow the lawyer always gets him off the hook. So he'll be a problem until he turns 18." Roxanne explained the situation knowing his case files like the back of her hand Alex put the file on the desk quitting the babysitting of a 16 year old there and then.

"Not so fast Parrish, another job will be waiting for you. Maximum security there is one who needs to be identified. I was gonna send Ryan but this might be a more sensitive case and want you and Wyatt on it." Maranda said walking away from the reception desk to a more quiet area.

"Rape victim who needs to identify the suspect. If you're not up for it it's fine I can ask someo…"

"No it's fine I'll go. Before I go, these guys will be on the other side of the glass right? So no need for me to talk to any of them if it comes to it?" Alex asked just to make sure. She's never been in a maximum facility before and if it is anything like what she saw on TV the thought is enough to send her running. "Maranda, can't I ask Liam or someone to come with us? Two females wondering the hallways there alo-"

"Fine, go get Ryan to go with you."

"It doesn't have to be him, it can be anyone else. Matthew will also do." She added just to make sure Maranda knows she doesn't want any favors but deep down her heart smiled when she said she can ask her husband to go with her. "Or on second thought, can you hand that case to Shelby? I'd like to take Brandon Jones down to maximum for a visit."

A knock on the door startled him and technically made him get up from where he sat behind a desk with a pile of files he had to go through and sign off before they could be stored. "Looks like you could use a cup of coffee." Alex said from the door looking at him.

"If you're offering to buy me, I'm not saying no."

She walked further into the room "I have a much better proposal that involves maximum security coffee." he said seeing a confused look on her face. They didn't really deal with maximum security on a daily basis and he can count on one hand the amounts of time he went there on a case.

Alex settled back in the couch looking at him "I'm listening."

" There's a kid who is heading down the wrong path, and I just want to make him see what he can get himself into." he summarized quickly. "He's made a few stops here over the past few months and I'd want to give him a wake up call."

"I won't mind going with, but do you think it's something you can do? Like take me with on this." She asked and it was something he hasn't really thought about. "I'll get back to you on that." Ryan got up and walked downstairs to meet Liam again and ask him about it.

Brandon Jones was sitting on a couch in the foyer, rubbing his hands together nervously. "Come on, I want to take you somewhere before your lawyer gets here." Ryan said and he looked up at him. "I mean it Jones." he said again his voice a little louder this time, and he got up and walked out with her, Alex meeting them down in the car.

"Here we are." Alex said as they arrived at the maximum security hidden in the corner of the state. A fortress of concrete with loops of barbed wire and fencing upon each other together with corridors divided by sliding metal doors, holding men who served sentences, most of them 25 to life.

"What are we doing here?" Brandon asked as Alex and Ryan got out of the car, his face not as brave as it was a few moments ago when they were at the office. "Sight seeing." Ryan said and walked through the doors.

In the entranceway, lines of woman stood there to have their grocery bags checked and inspected before they were allowed inside. Most of the items in the bags were potato chips and other processed snacks, waiting their turn to be searched and having the chance to transfer these bags of snacks to their, husbands, fathers, sons, brothers or boyfriends. Some if not all of them missing the taste of their favorite snacks, which is luxuries to them now.

Ryan and Alex showed their badges to the guards and they were told that one of their superiors called them saying they'll be bringing someone in. They signed in and the guards walked them along the corridors, Brandon looking around the cold corridors and the metal gates that sealed everything off. "So young man, what brings you here?" The guard asked but Brandon didn't answer. "Look this is not a place where you'd want to be, I drive 50 miles here everyday and I dread coming to work, I cannot wait to leave at the end of the day and be home with my family." He said as they got to a metal detector that they walked through. Alex and Ryan having to hand in their firearms and their ID's and collect them again at the end of their visit. "Never tell anyone your full name r where you live, or any other information that they can use to identify you when they get out." The guard warned as he closed and locked a metal door behind them before unlocking the next one.

They heard chanting and shouting, the noise became louder as they walked further down the corridor that was marked with yellow tape on the floors, like dividing a road. There were no talking signs on the walls, and they were about to walk further when they heard clanging of chains come down the hallway. The guard stopped them, and Brandon's eyes widened as he saw three men dressed in the same prison uniform walk past them, cuffs around their ankles and their wrists, the clinging sound of the metal against the floor enough to scare Alex. The men looked up at Brandon, tattoos across their faces making signs at him, some of them whistling at Alex, until the guard kept them in check and they walked back further in silence. She was intimidated before they even got to the part where Brandon had to sit down with some of them.

They entered a room with five guards, as four men all dressed in the same uniform entered, they like the other three they saw earlier, cuffed around the ankles and their wrists, taking seats that were assigned to them, Brandon sitting down opposite them as Alex and Ryan stood in a corner. Although they were surrounded by guards who were heavily armed she was still scared. She was embarrassed to think that if she were to see any of them on the streets she would've been intimidated and crossed to the other side to get as far away from them as possible. They greeted their visitors with warm smiles and friendly handshakes although none of them exchanged names.

"We have a friend, who wants to know what life is like on the inside. Care to tell him about it? He's 16." The one guard explained and the guys nodded looking amongst each other to see who will be the first one to start talking.

"This isn't what you'd call living. This is surviving. You have to watch your back constantly in case something happens." One said who had tattoos snaking around his neck.

"From my room window, I can see ten stars every night. Nothing more than that." Another one said, looking at Brandon. "My daughter was born a month ago, and I wasn't there for her birth. She had breathing problems and died two days later, I wasn't there for her funeral either. I failed her as a father before she even got to know me.

Alex was standing behind Ryan and he heard her draw in a sharp breath at that statement, he held out his hand and gratefully she took it, lacing their fingers together. "But enough about us now, what is it like living on your own and doing laundry?" One guy asked enthusiastically, as some laughter broke out amongst them in the room. "Laundry takes forever, and living on your own is pretty cool." Alex smiled answering their question.

"What's it like to own a cellphone? And have Facebook?" Another one added and Brandon looked at them like he couldn't believe what these guys are saying. They learned that most of these guys have been incarcerated since they were 17 and sentenced as adults. Everyday mundane things that he assumed is what everyone would do is what these guys are missing. After their intervention they gathered up to leave, s the guys stood up and were getting ready to walk back to their cells one turned around and looked at him.

"This is no place for you kid. Go to college, make your parents proud. You have much more to live for than what this place can offer you." He remarked before leaving the room, leaving Alex, Ryan, two guards and Brandon alone in the room. "Thank you for doing this. Those guys asking what it's like to own a cellphone and do laundry. Not being there for the birth of his child, is really not how I'd want to spend the rest of my life." The teen confessed, shaking hands with the guards before they left the premises driving back to the office.

At the end of the day Alex stopped by the grocery store to buy some things since she wanted to make a special dinner for her husband. Showing her appreciation not only for what he did today, going the extra mile for a kid he didn't even know but who would become part of the system if someone hadn't intervened. And for being there for her, even though she's not always the easiest person to be around.

She made sure to tire Phoebe out and play with her while she was cooking dinner so she'd be able to give her parents some alone time later tonight. Alex wasn't really in a rush to get the food done because he said he'd be home late this morning. "Are you gonna be a good girl and go to bed early tonight?" Alex asked her daughter who smiled at her mother, her two top teeth showing fully and she took advantage of this, biting everything that came in sight. She looked up at Alex nodding her head and she wondered how much truth was in that statement. "Alright then." She laughed poking her lips out as her daughter kissed her, and the door opened. "Who's there?" Alex asked and Phoebe's face lit up at the sight of her father. "Dada!" She stood up on Alex's legs clapping her hands together as he walks over and picks her up, looking over to the kitchen.

"Did I forget an important date?" He asked, because if he did there is no way he can think himself out of this one. "No, you didn't forget anything, I just felt like cooking something special." She answered simply walking over to check the contents of her dishes, Ryan following her and retrieving a beer from the fridge, sitting down on the couch with Phoebe watching cartoons not bothering to change the channel. Ryan bathed their daughter while Alex finished the food downstairs and set the table, carrying Phoebe to the nursery as both of them said goodnight to her before sitting down for dinner.

"Care to tell me what all of this is about?" he asked pouring her a glass of wine. "Why do I always have to have an agenda? Why can't I just spoil my husband?" She asked and he looked at her suspicious. "I didn't say you're not allowed to spoil me, don't twist my words around." He decided enjoying the moment as the two of them sat down together eating dinner without rushing through it.

"I'm just really grateful for you, and I want you to know that. Especially after what you did today, it kind of made me fall in love with you again." Alex said looking up at him seeing a smile appear on his face.

"You don't have to stop there, you can continue I was just enjoying this." He said and Alex hit his shoulder playfully getting up, clearing their plates getting dessert ready. "And dessert, I kind of had my own in mind."

"Care to show me what it was that you had in mind?" She teased, as he got up and took her hand, leading her up the stairs towards the bedroom, closing the door behind them. He leaned into her and kissed her softly a few times before running a hand up and down her back softly, looking into her eyes, shifting his attention back to her lips kissing her passionately, moving over to the bed, getting rid of some of their clothing along the way. Allowing her to lay down gently in underwear as he hovered above her, kissing her neck and nibbling on her earlobe, working his fingers on getting her undressed.

When there were no barrier between them anymore Alex took charge in this opportunity, "My turn" She informed as she rolled onto him, knees either side of his hips, sitting up slightly so that her bare chest was directly before his face.

"Mmm" He hummed in agreement as she rose onto her knees, hand reaching down between them. Springing to attention in her hand he sighed as she closed her fingers around him, gliding painfully slowly up and down his length until she seemed satisfied by the level of resistance. Releasing him she let him point the way, positioning herself to accommodate him instead of the other way around, holding his eyes as she started to lower herself.

He seemed to get the message at that, swirling his tongue over her fingers. She groaned at his childishness, wiping the saliva across his chest as she sped her movements slightly, making sure to alternate between short and long strokes by angling her hips. He took a breast in each hand as an apology, her movements did the work he just kept his hands still and consequently provided support and light kneading. Next he attempted to sit up, core muscles tensing as he aimed his mouth at her breast and hoped, she slammed him back to the bed before he'd gotten more than a glimpse of what was happening below, her hand on his shoulder as she ceased her rhythm to circle her hips instead. Leaning forward she kissed him hungrily, teeth capturing his lower lip, dragging them as she pulled away,

Ryan wrapped his arms around her middle, pulling her down against his body before raising his hips and taking control. She shifted to rest her forearms either side of his head, hoping she wasn't smothering him with her breasts as she let her head fall forward, right next to his ear, a short, sharp moan escaping.

"Please" She pleaded, it was nice for a moment but now she wanted to sit back up and take back the reigns. He muttered something that she didn't catch as she reached around behind herself, pulling his hands apart before running her hands along his arms as they loosened. Upright she paused to look at him. He smiled at the gentle touch and returned it by tucking as much hair as he could behind her ear, most of it fell back across her face immediately but it was the gesture that mattered. The time for soft touches passed quickly, both increasing in determination. Alex increased the speed of her movements to the point that was required to fold an arm across her chest, the other remained on his shoulder to steady herself. He fought against her upward movements, thrusting after her to remain inside of her. It conveyed his point but achieved little.

"Babe" He murmured as she fought back with rapid circling movements that forced his head back into the pillow, accepting the loss of the battle. Celebrating her victory she rose a little too eagerly, whimpering when he then slipped free. Ryan commiserated with a low groan then saw the opportunity for more, launching himself forward he held her waist and cradled her head, tipping her backward and twisting her around so that her head came to rest on a pillow. He crawled on his knees around her then placed a hand either side of her torso, lowering himself slowly until his mouth found her left breast, drawing his tongue over it instead of sucking like he usually would. Taking his time he moved to the other side and gave it equal attention before trailing kisses down her stomach, she'd writhed then, opening her legs as he turned his head up, resting his chin against her stomach to give her a devilish smile.

His hand caught her knee and pulled it upright, touching his lips to the spot of skin just below his thumb. He worked his way upward then, biting, sucking, trailing his tongue and occasionally combining his movements into kisses most of the way up her inner thigh. One hand extended to trail fingernails from between her breasts to her navel, the other held her knee firmly. Only when her sounds grew frequent and desperate did he move to enter her again, teasing her with just how slowly he went about it. She tried to dominate but from her position below him he made it nearly impossible, ensuring that he had ultimate control. She wrapped her legs around his middle as he sank back onto his shins, hands on her hips to keep her with him. He curled over her and began his even tempo of thrusts, mouth perfectly aligned with her breasts. Sliding her hand up to the back of his neck where it remained as she kissed him.

Thumb rubbing soft circles over the tiny hairs at the nape of his neck as she encouraged him to lay down with her. They divided their attention, Alex focused on mouths, kissing and nibbling, while Ryan worked with hips, rolling and grinding. It soon reached the point that his actions overshadowed hers, struggling to breathe and moan at the same time kissing was soon forgotten. Arriving at the precipice he let his biological urges take over, thrusting continuously as she tensed beneath, drawing in a gasping breath before cursing and moaning.

He gritted his teeth and held off, waiting until she was surfacing to plunge deeper, pelvis grating against sensitized nerves to send her spiralling again. A sense of mastery fell over him immediately before he let himself go pushing himself further into her as he possibly could and trying to stay still, forehead resting against her shoulder as their bodies melted together in fiery passion.

He came down from the high long before she did, clinging to him as her body spasmed uncontrollably. Just to see what would happen, and to test his confidence in his newfound talent, he moved rapidly in an attempt to draw a third orgasm from her already overstimulated body. Alex gave a grunt as he succeeded, potentially, it was impossible to determine if he had simply lengthened the climax she was already experiencing. He let her recover then, holding her while rubbing her upper arm slowly to encourage her to breathe deeply, worried that she would burn up if he continued. Thoroughly sated he almost felt guilty for draining her, the smile she wore as she opened her eyes quickly extinguished any doubts he had. She let her hand slide from his neck, holding his cheek before allowing it to drop to his shoulder, resting there looking up into his eyes, that now seemed a darker shade of blue. "I love you." She said her voice in a whisper, her breathing still ragged. "I love you too, sweetheart." He replied kissing her forehead.

Also, whenever one problem is gone another one seems to surface, I have horrible toothache! My wisdom teeth is coming in, and two of them are impacted (which really sucks because these buggers are making me miserable!). Not an ordinary case if one can even call it a case I just wanted some moments where Alex and Ryan could help someone who knows what to expect if they continue down the wrong path. Also this was M rated, I tried to keep it as clean as I possibly can hope I didn't go into too much detail. Thank you for reading. Also I'd really really like to skip a few weeks ahead up to where Alex announces her pregnancy, (I need the green light from you guys on that first so PLESASE let me know how you feel about it.) Thanks for reading

Lovies-S