Hey, I've reached the 10th chapter, which I'm very proud of! And I hope you guys will like this chapter, as we finally get some conflict. Still hoping for some ideas!

Disclaimer: I do not own or make any profit from Flashpoint or its characters. I own only Alexis and Lucas.

Enjoy!

* A month later *

"Well, well, if it isn't Alexis Whalen. Fancy meeting you here."

Alexis whirled to face Lucas Northgan, the last man she had gone out with before Spike. "Lucas..." she murmured, hands clenching into fists.

He took a step closer, smirking. "What, no hello kiss? I'm disappointed in you, Alexis." He took another step forward, making Alexis step back.

"Go away!" She told him angrily though fear was also mixed into her voice.

"What, not happy to see me?"

"What made you think I would be?"

"Most ladies are happy to see me." He told her confidently.

"Well, I'm not most ladies. So have a good day Lucas." She hissed, turning to leave. She hadn't gotten more than a single step before he grabbed her wrist tightly and pulled her back. "Hey!" she yelped, eye wide.

"And where do you think you're going?"

"I'm finishing my grocery shopping and then I'm going home."

Lucas kept one hand on her wrist and slid his other arm over her shoulders. "Why don't you just forget about grocery shopping and come to my house?"

"No thanks." She told Lucas, stepping out from under his arm and attempting to pull her wrist free to no avail.

"Well, I like that plan so-"

"Well, what's going on here?" Sergeant Greg Parker walked up to Alexis and Lucas, his face pleasant though his eyes were cold.

"Sergeant Parker!" Alexis said at the same time that Lucas let go of her.

"Just making sure she didn't lose her balance. Got to be going now!" he told them hastily, backing down the nearest aisle.

Alexis let out a sigh, turning to face Parker. "Thanks, I was getting worried there."

"Who was that?" he asked, scanning her for any sign of a wound. Not seeing any, he let out a slight breath. He wouldn't want to tell Spike he had been around when his girlfriend had gotten hurt.

"A guy who I haven't seen in three years and don't really want to see." She told him.

"You sure you're going to be alright?" Parker asked.

"I'll be fine. And from what I remember of him, he's probably left by now. He's a coward when the law is around. Thanks again, Parker."

"You can call me Greg, you know." He told her.

"Alright then. Thanks again, Greg." She smiled at him before walking away.

Alexis finished shopping quickly as she was actually quite shook up inside, though she hadn't told Greg, not wanting him to worry about her. As soon as she was in Spike's SUV, she pulled out her phone and dialled a number quickly.

Spike answered his phone quickly. "Hello."

Alexis took a deep breath before replying. "Hey. Meet me at my house, please?"

"Something wrong?" he asked, sensing the quiver in her voice.

"I'll tell you there." She promised. "Just, please..."

"I'll be right there, promise." He told her, pushing himself off his couch.

"Thanks." She whispered before closing the phone. She drove quickly to her house, glad that Spike had forced her into borrowing his van. When she got there, Spike was already standing on the porch. She stepped out and he immediately began to question her.

"Hey, what-"

"Inside, please? After we've taken care of the groceries?"

"Alright..." he whispered, taking in her bruised wrist but not saying anything yet. They hauled the groceries in quickly and put them away just as fast. He turned to her, noticing her quiet demeanour. "What happened?" he asked softly, not wanting to startle or scare her.

She looked up at him, eyes wide and stepped forward, reaching out to him. Understanding what she wanted, he took a step forward and encased her in his arms. "Remember the guy I told you about? The one who ordered for me without knowing what I wanted?" she murmured into his shoulder, arms pressed to his chest.

"I remember." He told her, rubbing her back soothingly.

"I never really told you the whole story. After that, we went to where there was supposed to be a party, and there wasn't. He was touching me and I pushed him away, telling him no. He slapped me and told me someone ugly like me would be lucky to ever get a guy. I stood and ran...and haven't seen him again till today. He was trying to make me go with him and he hurt me until Greg saved me."

She let out her long hidden tears, as Spike murmured words of comfort to her though inside he was seething. How dare someone even think of hurting his Alexis, touching his Alexis, even daring to call her ugly! If he ever saw that...bastard, he was royally screwed.

Alexis cried for a few more minutes before lifting her head. "Sorry...I soaked your shirt." She smiled sheepishly, her eyes red from crying.

Spike chuckled as he kissed her forehead softly. "Doesn't matter...are you feeling better now?"

"Much. Though I'd like to watch some sappy movies now."

Spike let out a mock groan. "Well, I guess I'll live." He teased, leaning down to press his lips to hers. "But first, let's get some ice on that wrist." He whispered as he pulled away.

"Alrig-"

Ding dong! The door bell sang out. "I wonder who that could be..." she muttered, rubbing her eyes in an attempt to seem more normal. "Don't let go of me?" she asked, stepping back as she linked her hand with his.

"I won't." He promised as he followed her to the door.

Pulling the door open, she let out a gasp and stumbled back into Spike's arms.

"What, you thought I'd just leave you alone?" Lucas said smoothly from his spot on the porch, unable to see Spike. "You disappoint me again, Alexis."

"Go away!" she yelled before weakening. "Just go away, Lucas." Tears slid out of the corners of her eyes, and Spike had had enough.

"You..." he hissed, stepping in front of Alexis. "What are you doing here, after hurting her?"

Lucas rolled his eyes at Spike. "Like it matters. She's just a little good-for-nothing ug-"

"That's enough!" Spike snapped, taking a step forward. "You dare to come here, intent on hurting her!?!" Eyes blazing, he punched Lucas in the nose.

"You..." Lucas staggered back, grasping his bleeding nose. "You hit me!" he yelped, all bravado gone. Eyes wide, he turned and ran back to his car.

Spike and Alexis watched him go silently. Spike turned and spoke quietly to her. "Sorry for letting go of you."

Alexis blinked at him for a moment before dissolving into a mix of laughter and tears. "You just scared off the one man who I'm scared of and you're sorry?" she squeaked.

Spike laughed as he hugged her. "I guess you should be thanking me, hmm?"

"Yup!" With that, Alexis leaned up and pressed her lips to his.

They stayed that way until they needed air and broke apart gasping. "You're welcome." Spike murmured in her ear, holding her tightly. "You're still going to make me watch a sappy movie, aren't you?"

"Umm-hmm!" she murmured from her place safely pressed against his chest.