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.

Staci : Well yea. You never noticed? Check out the episode 210(the accomplice) [Quote Marissa And how does she feel about that[/Quote While she was laying on Alex's bed and they were talking about Alex's rupture with Jody. It's the only example I can think of bcuz her accent if very much noticeable there. But there's other examples. I always knew she was British. Oh well.. Lmao. Its a little cute accent.

malex4ever : Something is wrong, can't see the link.

Thank you so much for all the reviews!! ( Didn't find much to reply to the others) They mean a lot. And I'm glad you're liking the story more and more.

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Chapter 20 - The day has come

Alex walked in the court and sat down at the defendant's place, along with Seth. Joke had forced her to put some make up that morning, therefore, Alex almost looked normal. It was her feelings that were screwing her appearance. She took a look at the prosecutor. It wasn't Ryan, it was some random guy. What the hell?

- Don't speak unless I tell you to, Seth whispered to her, and nod to everything I say, and everything my witnesses say, ok?

- Who's this guy? Alex asked, finding it awkward to receive orders from Seth.

- One of the witnesses.

- Ryan is not the one...

- No. All of a sudden, Alex felt hope. If Ryan was on her side in that, then maybe she had a slight chance of... that's when she saw her. Marissa got in the court and sat on the other corner, with Stephen, Jody and Summer. Alex could swear she gave her a wink.

- Rise up, the judge said. Alex obeyed, so did the stupid witness on the other side. What was his problem? She thought. If Ryan himself didn't care...

- I swear, she said along with the guy, after the judge had finished his famous sentence. They sat back. Seth got to the front to make the opening statement.

- Sir, he politely said, my client here is being accused of committing a crime on a Friday night, from 9:05 pm to 10:00 pm, on the Wintersun street, based on some witnesses sayings. However, she denies the act and, the harmed victim himself, do not recognise her as the aggressor. I would like to prove my point by inviting Ryan Atwood to the bar, please. Ryan stood up and walked slowly. Alex watched him go. Will he really do that? Why? She always hated him, and he knew it..

- Ryan, where were you between 9 and 10 o'clock that night? Seth asked.

- On Wintersun street, he replied, being stabbed. A few people laugh in the audience. Alex rolled her eyes. This question was totally useless.

- Do you remember who you aggressor was? He asked again.

- I didn't recognise her, Ryan lied. She was really tall, taller than me, and had these spiky wristbands, the ones that looks like knives, you know? Her hair were long and really dark. Alex smirked. It was as if Ryan was portraying the exact opposite of her appearance. It almost looked arranged...

- So you're saying that it wasn't Alex? Seth asked.

- Definitely not.

- I've got no further question, Seth said with satisfaction as he sat back. Alex raised an eyebrow. That's it? That's the smart plan her defendant had built up?

- Does the opposition wish to interrogate Ryan Atwood? The judge asked. The other lawyer gladly got up.

- I heard that Alex and you never were on good terms, he said.

- Is that a question? Ryan asked. He saw Marissa give him a warning. Right, he had to stay polite. He could screw everything just now.

- A few weeks before the incident, the accused had seen you sleep with her girlfriend

- Objection, Seth said. These are private information concerning only my client and mister Atwood.

- Rejected, the judge said. Keep going. Ryan was getting nervous.

- Is it true?

- She did get the impression of it, he replied. But she was wrong.

- Did she knew she was wrong the night of the event?

- I can't tell you what she knew that night, I wasn't in her mind...

- You must have an idea, based on your relations during that period of time..

- Objection, Seth said again. He's harassing him.

- Rejected, the judge said again. Mister Atwood, answer the question.

- No, Ryan finally said. She didn't.

- Good, the lawyer said, satisfied. I've got no further question. He got back to his seat. Ryan left the chair, feeling like he screwed up. Alex was moving in her seat.

- Stay calm, Seth whispered, but looked away after seeing Alex's glare.

- I would like to call to the court, the other lawyer said, Peter Waynes. An unknown gentleman got up and sat on the bench.

- Where were you, between 9 and 10 pm, the night of the event?

- I was on the Wintersun street, he said. I was simply taking my dog for a walk, when I saw her, he said, pointing Alex. Fuck, she thought.

- She was there, he explained, in the middle of the street, and obviously drunk.

- Can you describe her appearance that night? The lawyer asked.

- Of course. She had a black hood shirt with the name "Sirenia" written on it, I guess it was some sort of band. She also had tight jeans and she wore converses. I remember the shoes because my daughter held me in the mall during tree hours for the same ones.

- Ok, so what happened when you saw her?

- This gentlemen who just left had seen her, he added, and he called her name. It was Alex, if I recall it correctly. He said her name twice. Ryan forced himself to remain neutral. There was no prove of the guy's sayings. Don't panic...

- The victim had recognised Alex that night? The lawyer asked, amused. But he just claimed it was someone he had never seen before.

- He was under the chock, the witness replied. I would know, I'm a psychiatrist. When someone you care about causes you harm, you brain tries to erase the memory by, sometimes, forcing another one in.

- So this tall brunette girl with spikes, the lawyer said, you think it was a product of Ryan Atwood's imagination? Great, Ryan thought, now I'm mentally challenged...

- Indeed, the witness said.

- So you're saying you saw Alex Kelly stab this gentlemen?

- Affirmative. Alex wasn't listening anymore. That's all they could get to defend her? Alex started to think that maybe, they didn't try at all. She should have listened to Mike and plead guilty...

- Then, Peter Waynes said, I don't know what happened, but when I looked again, she was nowhere to be found.

- So you're saying she just vanished? Seth asked loudly with a smirk. The judge gave him a warning.

- Good, if you don't have any further questions, I will ask this gentleman to regain his sit. I believe we got enough information to base our verdict now...

- Sir, Seth said right away, I would like to call one last person to the court. The judge stared at him for a moment, annoyed.

- Make it quick, he said. Seth called Marissa. Alex watched her walk across the court and she knew that it was it. Marissa was her last chance. Before she sat behind the bar, the brunette searched for Alex's eyes, but the blonde made sure to look away. She couldn't ask for Marissa's help, she wouldn't dare...

- Marissa, Seth said, where were you, between 8 and 9 pm, the night of the even? Marissa reported her attention to Seth, not hurt by Alex's reaction. In a few minutes, the blonde will be begging her for forgiveness.

- I was in Alex's office, she said. Immediately, Alex looked up. As she caught Marissa's eyes, with a simple glare, she knew Marissa was handling it. Alex had no idea where Marissa was going with this, she couldn't find any logic at all, but she trusted her. The way she always had.

- Alone? Seth asked.

- Yes, she replied. We had been in a fight, a few weeks ago, and I wanted to apologise. So I sat in the office and waited for her to come. It was 8:30.

- During this time, the judge said, reading through his papers, Alex was in the lounge with the musicians. They all confirmed this detail. Keep going.

- At 9:00pm, exactly, she opened the door and got in.

- What happened then? Seth asked. Marissa gave him a shy smile.

- We made up, Marissa replied in a soft voice, sending shivers all over Alex's body.

- Objection, the opposition said again. Miss Kelly had told the officers that she stayed alone in her office, between 9 and 10 pm! Marissa was still smiling.

- Miss Cooper, the judge asked, do you have any proof of what you're saying? It was the question she was waiting for. Alex seemed devastated, but Marissa wasn't. She had planned it all along.

- In fact, she said, I do. Alex had a hidden camera in her office that night, she explained, and therefore, we can see everything that happened in that office, from 8 : 30 to 10 pm.

- Objection, the opposition called one again. Marissa felt like smacking that guy's head against the walls.

- The policemen looked in the office and found no hidden camera.

- Oh, Marissa said, it's because Alex hid the tape, finding it's content rated R. We had an argue about it, on how it could dirty my own image, but as I told Alex before, I would never let her down so, if the content of this tape could save her, I'll show it to anyone, no matter what happens to my image. She could feel the whole audience's interest increase. What was exactly in that tape? Alex's interest was there too, since there was no tape. What is she doing... Marissa got the tape and handed it to an officer. He put it in, so the whole audience could see it.

It started at 8:00. The office was empty. Thirty minutes later, Marissa got in and sat on the chair, waiting. She was sharpening a few pencils, out of boredom. Then, a bit later, Alex got it. The policeman was fast forwarding the cassette. When Alex arrived, Seth asked them to stop the video.

- Mister Peter Waynes, he called, do you recognise this hood shirt? Or the converses?

- That's exactly the outing I saw that night, Waynes replied. The jury noted something in their papers. The judge asked the policeman to press Play.

There was no sound in the tape. Alex saw herself close the door and walk closer to Marissa. This was so weird... They were arguing about something, she didn't know what, since it never happened. All of a sudden, she understood everything. She had made a terrible mistake. She looked in Marissa's direction. The brunette was smiling. Who did that tape? Did he do the last one as well? How much time before Marissa realised? And how? She heard people move back. Looking at the cassette again, Alex almost chocked at the image of herself and Marissa's hardcore make-out session. Damn it, Marissa had some imagination.

- You can stop this now, the judge said in a hurry. Some were relieved, others disappointed. Alex was amused.

- I can clearly see why miss Kelly wanted this tape to remain unseen, the Judge said, however, this is what got you clean today, in some ironic way, of course... This cassette proves that you couldn't have been on the scene of the crime when Mr.Atwood got stabbed and, therefore, my final verdict is for the defendant, not guilty. He slammed his hammer and Alex got up, not believing it. Around her, people were leaving the court. Her eyes were fixing Marissa. The brunette got up as well and, smiling, walked across the court and got near her. She didn't know what to do, or say... They just stood there, stupidly smiling at each other.

- Let's go, Seth said as he reached them. Before he realises that it makes absolutely no sense! He was smiling too. Marissa took Alex's hand in hers and pulled her out of the court. Stephen was waiting outside with a van big enough to fit everybody. Marissa dragged Alex to the very last row and sat next to her, isolating them both. She wanted Alex all for her. The others sat too and, quickly, Stephen drove away. They all wanted to leave this place, not believe they had just fraud the law.

- Okay, Seth said when they got on the road, that was something! Summer was sitting close to him.

- The good new, Ryan said, is that they can't judge you twice for the same crime, it's against the law so, even if he realises that your defence makes no sense, it will be too late.

- I don't get it though, she Summer, why the hell was he persecuting Alex? Like hello, mind your own business! Jody looked away. She might know who was behind this persecuting team... Freaking asshole. Around her, they were all laughing, relieved. Marissa was still holding Alex's hand. She turned to face the blonde. Alex had been silent the whole time. She couldn't believe it... All these people, united to help her out? And most importantly, she was free. She wasn't going to jail... She felt cold fingers near her neck and shivered. Marissa was smiling. Finally, she could play with Alex's beautiful hair without being pushed away.

- Marissa... Alex started, I'm... Marissa captured her lips. She didn't want to hear it, she already knew. They both closed their eyes, enjoying every second of the kiss. Jody looked at them and, surprisingly, she wasn't jealous anymore. If that's what it takes to make Alex happy... Her eyes met Summer's. She smiled.

- I freaked out at a moment, Ryan admitted.

- Yea, Marissa said, leaving Alex's lips. They had some weird questions...

- But how did you guys do it? Alex asked. The tape... I mean, it seemed so real... Jody and Marissa shared an alarmed glare.

- Tell me about it! Seth laughed. That was the most wonderful thing Marissa had ever asked me to do. Alex looked up.

- What do you mean? Marissa smiled, anticipating Alex's reaction.

- We did a video of his fantasy, she said. Alex, and Summer both made that disgusted sound and hit Seth at the same time.

- You lame pervert! Summer said. Seth was laughing.

- We had to make it disgusting, or else, the judge would have wondered why you didn't show the tape right away... Marissa passed her arms around Alex's waist, holding her close.

- Right, disgusting... Alex said, looking in Marissa's direction, who felt her cheeks turn red.?

- Where are we going? Stephen asked as he was blind fully driving the van.

- My house, Summer said. Stephen nodded as he changed his direction. Marissa's attention was fully on Alex.

- Thank you, the blonde said. For being there, for caring, for... everything.

- Don't thank me, Marissa replied, it was a selfish move. I wanted you all for myself. Was jealous of those sexy prisoners you might have met in jail... Alex smiled.

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