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"Cause you never think that the last time is the last time. You think there will be more. You think you have forever, but you don't." - Meredith Grey

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The rest of the day goes by slowly. Piper lays in bed for far too long, re-living the night she had with Alex. Cursing at her luck for not making it in time to get her number, she gets out of bed.

Her apartment is engulfed in semi-darkness. The sky is filled with clouds, and a consistent gush of wind is causing the trees outside of her window to flutter with movement.

She calls in sick for the morning part of her work and rests hoping with every particle of her being, that Alex will come back, and will tuck the blonde into bed. She wishes for another drunk night so maybe, maybe, she can see the brunette open up to her. She wants to know the reason she came and the reason she left so fast, without lingering. The reason for which she drunk the whiskey she was handed in one gulp, and the tequila shots with such eagerness. With that thought, she drifts asleep, into a deep slumber. A slumber in which Alex is present.

It was just as though her wishes came true.

The next day the walk to Train Spotting is taking way too long. Her feet are dragging, moving purely out of habit and not want. She resents the idea of seeing people; people that are not Alex.

She thought that by the time she woke up, her need to see the brunette would grow faint. Instead she woke up sweaty in her bed, clutching her white bed sheets in her hands, embarrassed to have seen Alex in that kind of state. She felt as though she had betrayed her, remembering the naked body she had dreamed about all night. An imprint of her memory reliving had imagined the curves naked where clothes had been and her mouth on hers instead of the glass on which she had been sipping all night.

Her mind was playing tricks on her, and she knew it. So but the time she woke up the need to see Alex had only grown. It had become a wildfire rather than a flame.

Pushing her thoughts away, she willed her feet to drag her along the road faster.

As she finally arrived at her workplace, she poured herself a beer. Gulping it down in record speed she almost choked when she heard the voice surrounding her.

"Did Alex get you all worked up blondie?" the girl asked and smirked, walking in order to stand in front of Piper.

"Nicky, you can't fucking sneak up on people. We have talked about that." she whispered angrily.

"She also got you drinking?" Nicky sang in an annoying voice.

"One night with her and all the chicks go crazy." she made circles with her pointing finger around her head.

"Wait, she is..?" Piper bulged her eyes out as to signify the words.

"Yes, Piper, Alex likes pussy." she mocked Piper.

"You can say the word, it won't send you straight to hell."

"I am not afraid to say the word, Nicky!" Piper screamed.

Her thoughts twisted in a different kind of way. All this time she had been thinking that her mind was making things up.

"So did she eat your pussy?" Nicky smirked and stared at Piper.

"Nicky!" she screamed "of course not!"

"Damn, she must be really feeling shitty," she mumbled to herself.

"Did she leave this morning?" she asked.

"Yeah she did."

"That's good, that's good." Nicky replied.

She then pointed at the blonde sitting at the bar.

"I think she asked for a vodka on the rocks five minutes ago."

"Couldn't you have told me that first, instead of asking me about sex with Alex?" she asked in an annoyed tone. Grabbing her tray and walking away from Piper, Nicky smirked.

"I'll be back for more pussy talk." she spoke loudly.

The few customers turned their attentions to Piper.

"It's a new drink we are trying." she mumbled and turned towards the shelf to grab the vodka.

"Fucking blondes and their love for vodka" she muttered.

After a few hours of pacing back and forth from customer to customer distracting herself she finally had some time to sit down.

"So, tell me about our dear friend Alex." Nicky said as she plopped down next to Piper.

"Is she good in bed?" she teased once more.

"You do realize you are an asshole, right?" Piper said without turning her face to look at the girl.

"A proud one, actually." Nicky replied laughing and Piper smiled at the banter between them. Nicky had begun talking to her more often, now that she had taken Alex in.

"How was your night with Lorna, by the way?"

"It was great. You wanna know the details too?"

"You have to stop doing that Nicky." Piper gave her a death glare.

"I did say I would be back for more pussy talk didn't I?"

"So the night started with us.." Nicky was testing the waters on how uncomfortable she could get Piper.

"Nicky STOP" Piper screamed and covered her ears.

"I was joking blondie.I won't tell you about what I do in my bed."

Piper smiled timidly and decided that now would be the best time to ask about the girl she had been thinking about all day.

"So, what is your story with Alex?" She said as she uncovered her ears.

Nicky laughed.

"Well, our story goes back a long way. We became friends in junior year of high school. She was the rebel I wanted to be, and she didn't have any good friends. I went up and talked to her and after that we never parted." she said with a smile on her face. "I moved here, and she stayed there. I always saw her on the weekends, but we became distant lately. She has Sylvie, and I was trying to cope with my own drama." she said pointing to the scar on her chest.

"What is that from?" Piper inquired with a curious expression, coming in closer for a better inspection.

"Heart surgery. Cocaine and all that nice stuff."

"Oh. Did Alex do any kind of nice stuff?" Piper asked, dreading the outcome of her question. Maybe the reason for which she was in need of a house was because she was being chased by the police. Or maybe, even worse, she was a drug dealer. If so, Piper thought, I am basically a partner in crime. I gave her asylum. I am going to jail.

"No, she never did. She tried to stop me from doing it, but, I am pretty stubborn. Was, until I was cut open on a table. I decided to not do shit anymore."

She exhaled a breath of relief she had been holding this whole time. Alex was not involved with drugs in any way.

"I am glad you stopped Nicky." she said and smiled.

"Fuck. What does he want again?" Nicky exclaimed as she looked at the annoying customer sitting at the other end of the bar.

"I swear he has had five beers already and asked for peanut refills at least ten times. I can't wait till we close."

Piper smiled and grabbed the peanuts.

"I'll take those over to him." she smiled at Nicky and squeezed her way through to the guy.

After a few hours, a very tired Piper and Nicky closed the bar down.

"You smoke blondie?" Nicky inquired as she was locking the door and simultaneously pulling out a cigarette from her pocket.

"I don't. But I feel like after a night like this I should."

"Feel free," she offered, pulling her whole pack out and throwing it at Piper.

"Here is a lighter too," she handed her one as she approached her.

"Where do you live blondie?"

"A five-minute walk from here. I live near the bridge."

"Cool. I live near there too. We should walk together," she said and began walking.

Piper lit her cigarette, took a drag and started coughing.

"The first drag will always fuck you up." Nicky said in a narrator's voice and laughed.

"Oh leave me alone," Piper joined in and started walking with the wild-haired girl.

As they were beginning to approach her apartment, Piper decided to ask the last question of the day.

"Does Alex have a phone number? I think she forgot something at my house."

Big lie, but it will have to do.

"Whatever she forgot blondie, she won't get it back. Her phone has been off for like two months now," she said stomping on her cigarette. "And I don't honestly think she is coming back. She might move. She doesn't really have a house right now." she lit another cigarette.

"She is like that blondie. You think you know her, but then she disappears and you might never see her again. That's Vause for ya." Nicky said as she took another drag.

"I have to get going. Have a good night. Do not be late tomorrow blondie." she patted her on the shoulder, pulled her hoodie to shield her face and started walking away at a brisk pace.

"What if Nicky was right. What is she would never see Alex again?" Piper asked herself.

Her heart ached as she unlocked her apartment and tears filled her eyes as she laid down on the sofa Alex had slept on a few days ago.

"What if she would never come by?"