Hello dear readers. Do I really have to say that I do not own the characters, nor the show? I mean we all know that, right?

So well whatever this story takes places a few years after the second season, but in my version, Alex and Marissa never broke up and their relationship has only grown stronger since then. So yea, read and judge.

Hey everybody!!! I'm glad you're enjoying it.

You'll find out what happened very soon.

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Chapter 17 - Could it be possible?

The ride was silent. Jody was looking around, trying to memorize everything so she could get back to the hotel by herself. She had to see Marissa. Before it's too late. Alex was seriously scaring her... Stephen parked in front of Marissa's hotel.

- Here we are, he told Jody. I have to talk to her alone, she thought.

- Oh! Jody replied, I totally forgot, Alex asked me to take care of the band tonight... I'll see Marissa some other time. She stepped out of the car.

- Oh, Stephen said, I tell her you passed by?

- NO No, don't, Jody said in a hurry. I mean, she added, trying to fix it, she will be sad knowing I'm choosing Alex over her. We don't want her to react the way Alex did with you, you know?

- You're right, Stephen smiled. You go take care of Alex, I'll make sure Marissa is fine. Stephen got in the hotel. Jody fixed the address and, once she was sure Stephen couldn't see her anymore, she noted it down and called a taxi.

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Marissa and Stephen were working on the tape when Seth rushed in, panicked as hell.

- Hi Seth, Marissa said. I got good news about the tape...

- Forget the tape, Seth said. Something terrible has happened.

- How terrible? Marissa asked.

- Ryan got stabbed last night. Marissa brought her hand to her mouth.

- Oh my god.. she gasped. Is he okay?

- He'll survive, Seth said. I don't know the details... Marissa grabbed her coat, ready to check on him.

- That's not it, he said before she could leave.

- What else?

- ... Alex is suspect number one.

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- Where were you last night, between 8pm and 10 pm? The officer asked.

- I was in this club, Alex replied. I greeted the manager of the band we were receiving that night, and then, I sat down, making sure everything was under control.

- We got customers who saw you drink that night. Do you deny it?

- No, Alex said. I did have a couple of drinks, but nothing strong. I had a vodka ice and a few coolers, she lied.

- Would you mind if we interrogate the barman about that?

- Go ahead, Alex said. They won't testify against her, her staff liked her... right? The 2nd policeman, the one who wasn't asking any questions, wrote something down on his notebook. The women took over.

- We had a witness who saw you quit the bar at 9 : 05, can you confirm this affirmation?

- No, Alex replied as she decided to listen to Mike's recommendation, since he seemed to be more aware of what happened.

- Then where were you at 9 : 05? She asked.

- I was getting tired so I got Mike, who is my co-manager, to take over. He helped me up to my office and then went back downstairs. Once alone in here, I had a couple of beers which is why I'm so hungover right now.

- So you're saying you got drunk after coming in this office? She asked again.

- Yes, Alex replied.

- And you never left the club last night? She asked again.

- No, Alex replied.

- Do you have any proof of that, perhaps, an alibi? Was someone with you in this office between 9 and 10?

- No, Alex said. I was alone. The policeman wrote something down once again.

- However, you can't prove it, the policeman replied. Alex shut up.

- Ok, the women said. We're good for now. But you should know that you're under investigation for consummation of alcohol in a public street, as well as attacking a civil in a drunken state. We found a wounded man in the streets this morning, and some witnesses claims that they had seen you commit the act. Does it ring a bell?

- Not at all, Alex replied with honesty. Who would that civil be? She asked with a fear of the answer. The policeman check in her files.

- Ryan, she read. Ryan Atwood. She looked at Alex again.

- Rings a bell?

- I know him, Alex said, thinking there was no point in lying since they will eventually find out anyway. But I had no reason of attacking him, she added. Which was a lie, she thought. Fuck, she was in shit. They saw her do it? She couldn't remember any of it.

- Okay, the policeman said again. You'll hear again from us. With that, they left the office. Alex sat back on her sofa, holding her head with both hands.

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Ryan woke up in the hospital. Damn it, he hated that place! Looking at his left arm, he noticed right away that it would never be the same. Well, good thing I'm right-handed, he thought. That's when he heard her voice.

- Oh my god, Ryan! She said, holding his hand. Are you okay? Ryan smiled at the sight of Marissa.

- Hey, he said, I thought you didn't want to see me anymore.

- Ryan... she said. She touched the patches around his shoulder.

- Ironic, no? She's the one who made us speak again. I don't think it was her intention thought...

- So she really did it? Marissa asked with a very low voice, only for Ryan to hear.

- Truthfully, I don't know, he replied, his voice just as low. I clearly saw her threaten me with the knife, and the next thing I know I woke up in this hospital.

- She threatened you? Marissa repeated. With a knife?

- She was drunk...

- Ryan... we are talking about a drunken, jealous Alex, in possession of a knife... Was there a lot of people in the street?

- Enough to declare they saw Alex do it, Ryan replied.

- I can't believe it... Marissa said in a trembling voice.

- You have to forgive her, Ryan said. She was totally lost that night, I think her brain was flushed. She couldn't even walk straight...

- She tried to kill you! Marissa whispered, still not believing it.

- Marissa, Ryan said, if you abandon her, then she got no one.

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Once the policemen had left her office, Alex sat on her sofa, trying to remember. Her mind seemed to be in shock, refusing to remember yesterday's events. Or maybe this only because she had had way too much alcohol? Abandoning the remembering technique, Alex focussed on her moral. Could she possibly have done it? She did hate Ryan... And yesterday, she was obviously really drunk... If some people saw her do it, then it means she probably did... right? She shook her head, there was no way... she couldn't... She heard the door open and Mike walked in. She quickly got up.

- Mike, she said, what happened yesterday? You know the truth, please, tell me. Mike beckoned her to shut up as he closed and locked the door. Then, he walked closer, lowering his voice.

- I spoke to a lawyer, he said. If you don't plead guilty, it could get really ugly.

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I did not add more drama this time! See, I can be nice.

-Ethereal123