I can't believe I'm writing this with all the other angst going around. Gaah…My soul hurts…
Title: Out in the Rain
Rating: T
AU: Yes
Summary: Alex and Bobby's friendship while in an asylum grows as Alex's therapy takes a dangerous turn.
Spoilers: Maybe, but sense it's AU
Disclaimer: No.
The blood pooled around Bobby's broken and shaking body as the rain poured down onto the roof. The blood ran across the concrete and the puddles of rain; its scarlet color dulled as it reached the edges of the roof. A dreary red water trail slid across the panels of the roof's edge, and it slipped over the edge of the tiles. The dull red drops of rain fell towards the earth below. Their fall ended on pale white skin far below the roof. One lone drop trailed down the skin, between the forehead, past the eyes and dropped off the tip of the nose into open hands.
Alex's head was tilted back and resting against the cold, wet rock of the building. Her breaths came in quick gasps as she lived her nightmare. The rain continued to soak her skin and clothes, and she screamed. The sound carried through the air as the rain pounded on it. It was lost in the continual beating of the water upon the earth, but it reached the ears of Bobby as he shook under the might of the rain and the loss of Alex. Her scream was filled with raw pain and fear, and it scared him. He was up. His bare feet splashed through the pools of dark rain, the shadows of the night reached out to him, but for once his eyes ignored them, and his skin tore across the concrete of the roof. Droplets of blood spilled across the roof as he ran.
As more blood fell onto the roof it found it's way falling across the wind and rain onto the open hands of Alex. Her scream had died off long ago, but it continued in her head. The scream was long and full of fear, but it was not the same scream her that had torn out of her throat all those years ago. Now she screamed not in fear for herself, but for Bobby. He had kept her safe. He had hid her in his room. He had fought the instincts of man. He had slept next to her and kept her safe. He…
…Was running through the halls of the building. His feet left watery imprints on the white tile floors, and small trails of pink between the footfalls. He ran fast. The cameras caught the blur, but the doctors, nurses and guards were already running. The screams had dragged them out of their dreams and rushed them around the grounds. No one saw the small body of Alex hidden behind the bushes and grass. Everyone saw the soaking giant run through the halls of the building hidden behind cuts and blood. As they tried to stop him his hands brushed them aside. He was drawn to her; each passing footfall led him closer to her, and he had no idea where she was. Yet, there she was. In front of him as the rain poured down onto her body. She was…
…Sobbing into the rain and wind her body shook with sobs. Bobby stood there watching her. His blood dripped onto the ground and fell through the cracks in the earth. He fell to his knees in front of her.
"Alex." A small sound escaped her throat as her head fell forward and her eyes fell on him. She stared through the rain into his eyes. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
Alexandra Eames watched as the nurses and doctors pulled Bobby out of the rain, and dragged her into the building behind him. For once she didn't protest the touch of them and for the first time in years words fell past her lips.
"Bobby, no, Bobby…I want you here…"
I see the blood all over your hands. Does it make you feel more like a man? Was it all just a part of your plan? The pistol is shaking in my hands and all I hear is the sound.
She ran her fingers down her arms, and rocked back and forth again. Alex curled her knees up to her chest and leaned against the wall. The shirt fell at her waist. She reached down to tug at it. For the last few months she had been covered in Bobby's long shirts and familiar scent. She let out a small, frustrated groan. Alex buried her head in her arms, and continued to rock back and forth.
"So, she was raped again?" The voice did not carry into Alex's room. It stayed in the lavishly draped office of Alex's therapist. Alex's sister looked up from the glass window and towards the man behind the desk. "And you caught him? It was another patient?"
The man sighed and nodded. He pulled his fingers together and rested his chin on them. "It was one of our long term cases-Robert Goren. She had been spending extra time with him at night and during the day, wearing one of his shirts, and when we found him he had three scratches running down his cheek. As soon as the labs get back from the police we'll be sure it was him, but we're almost positive it was." He sighed again. "I'm sorry we didn't catch this sooner. We'll keep an eye on her, and we've moved her things to the female ward. I'm so sorry."
The third person in the room didn't look up. She kept her eyes on the woman curled up in the corner. She spoke. Her voice commanded power, and the therapist flinched behind his shield.
"Just make sure nothing else happens to my daughter, Dr. Derrum"
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'I don't give a shit what he's done. Just keep him the fuck in there so I don't have to deal with the crazy mutha' fucker.'
'Mr.Goren, your brother has been accused of rape, and we're moving him to a different area. We nee-'
'Will it cost anything?'
'No, the city will pay for it.'
'Then leave me the hell alone!'
Bobby curled into a ball, and held his hands against his face. She…He had touched her, and ruined their trust, and Richard wasn't coming, and now other people were yelling at him, and asking him things, and accusing him of hurting her, and he had hurt her…He had hurt her. He had hurt her. Bobby whimpered.
"I'm sorry I hurt you Alex, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to. I'm sorry…" His apology didn't go unheard.
Three weeks later he was miles away from Alex in a ward where the raindrops ran down the rusted bars over the windows, and nurses and doctors didn't care about his cuts and bruise-or the new ones that formed as the nights wore on.