Two and a half weeks had passed until Alex was finally discharged. Her burns were beginning to heal and she was gradually increasing her diet. The only reason was because she was her parents were threatening to send her to a mental hospital or rehab. And she did not want to be there. She was now seeing her psychiatrist every other day, instead of twice a week. But there was still no improvement with her Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. But one reason might have been because Mason was still missing. And Alex was absolutely terrified.
Dean had helped her into her room, because her body was still weak. An air mattress was set up on the floor because Dean had been staying with them. His house was completely destroyed and he had nowhere else to stay. He was forced to tell his parents what happened, which led him to tell them everything that had happened to Alex, not just her eating disorder. They had gotten the quickest flight and were coming back tomorrow. His grandmother had no longer needed them anymore and Dean had needed them more. They too would be staying at the Russo's, until they bought a house. It would mostly be paid for with insurance, but all there belongings were gone.
She slowly sat down on her bed, staring at the floor. Dean watched her, wishing there was something he could do to help her. She was beyond traumatized and it was too much for her to handle. "I'm so sorry, Dean."
"For what?"
"I burned your house down." She began to cry as she looked up at him.
He shook his head, sitting down beside her. "No, you didn't do anything. This isn't your fault. I'm not mad at you the slightest bit."
"But all your stuff is gone."
"Hey, hey, hey. Look at me." He gently lifted her chin up, wiping away her tears. "I don't care about my stuff. All I care about is you. I can survive without my stuff, but I wouldn't be able to survive without you. That's all that matters. Is that you're okay."
"Where could he be that they can't find him?" She continued to cry as Dean gently rubbed her arm.
"Maybe he died in the fire."
"I'm almost positive he didn't. He doesn't want to die. He would have left. He'll do whatever it takes to make my life even more miserable. And he hates me even more because they're giving him the death sentence."
"Is it possible he turned himself into a werewolf?"
"I don't know." Alex sniffled, becoming even more nervous. What if he did turn himself back into a werewolf? They would never find him. And then when nobody was expecting it, he'd come back and attack her again. And then all he'd have to do was turn himself back into a werewolf and nobody would find him. "Now they'll never find him."
"Yes they will. And he might not have even though of that. He's an idiot."
"He's not an idiot. He found ways to drug my drink. He found ways to harass me everyday for a year. He found ways to not get caught and when he did he hid somewhere for a week. He found ways to stalk me and somehow found out I was…pregnant. He pretended to hurt himself in jail so they'd have to go in and see what he was doing and he escaped. I'm sure he's thought of turning himself back into a werewolf."
"Alex, it's okay."
"You keep telling me that, but it's not! It's not okay! I can't do this anymore! I just want him to be dead! He doesn't deserve to be alive! He's ruined my life! He's killed…my daughter! Why? Why me? Why does he hate me so much? How can someone be so mean?" She sobbed, feeling such hatred toward Mason.
"Calm down. He's does deserve to be dead. In fact, he deserves so much more than that. If it were up to me, he'd be put through the exact same pain he's put you through." Dean pulled Alex closer to him, holding her tight.
"It wouldn't be the same. He obviously doesn't care if someone killed his child, because he's killed his own. She was so innocent and he had to kill her. She didn't even have the chance to breathe. I didn't even get to meet her."
"You're still upset about that?"
"Yes! She was mine, Dean! She was a baby and he killed her! An innocent little girl! I didn't even know her yet, but I loved her. How could somebody kill their own child?"
Dean didn't know how to respond. He didn't think Alex had been this bothered by her miscarriage. In fact, he though she had be relieved that she no longer had to care for a baby. But she wasn't. And he didn't know how to make her feel better.
The door slightly opened and Theresa stuck her head in. She slightly smiled, trying to bring happiness to Alex. But she noticed the tears on Alex's face and the sorrow in her eyes. "We all have an appointment to see Dr. Samantha. We'll be back in an hour or so. We didn't make an appointment for you, because we want you to get some rest. Dean, if you need us just call."
"Okay." Dean smiled, before Theresa closed the door. "Maybe you should try taking a nap."
"I can't sleep without seeing…him."
"Well here let's watch TV and cuddle." Dean leaned back against her bed and pulled her close. She fit perfectly in his arms like a puzzle piece. Dean turned the TV on and flipped through the channels until he came across Hairspray, which had just begun. He rested the remote next to Alex and hugged her tighter, smelling the vanilla scented shampoo on her hair.
About a half-hour into the movie, Alex had fallen asleep. Dean did not move the slightest bit, fearing to wake her up. But as he too began to fall asleep her heard a noise from downstairs. He slightly jumped, surprisingly not waking Alex up. He picked his head up and muted the TV trying to listen, but it was silent. He told himself it was nothing, but then convinced himself that it could have been a person. He slowly got up, careful to not awaken Alex. He took his phone and quietly made his way downstairs. He did not see anything and everything seemed in place. He walked to the front door and made sure it was locked. He glanced outside to see if something had fallen, but it hadn't.
But suddenly someone grabbed him and violently pushed him to the floor. His faced was pushed against the wooden floor, but he knew it was Mason. He squirmed, trying to get free, but Mason chained his arms. "Let me go."
"Shut up!" Mason gritted his teeth, before chaining Dean's feet to the coffee table. H then pulled out a knife. "Where's Alex?"
"She's not here. She went to the mall with Harper." Dean attempted to pull away from the chain's tight grip, but failed.
Mason glared at Dean, before placing a piece of duct tape over his mouth. He dropped the knife on the floor and watched Dean squirm for a moment, before heading upstairs. Dean squealed, trying to get Alex's attention, but he was hardly heard. He continued to scream and squirm.
Mason quietly opened Alex's door, to find her sleeping. He quietly tip toed over to her and kneeled down beside the bed. He whispered in her ear and she slightly moved. She rubbed her eyes and yawned before opening her eyes. But she did not see who she was expected to see. She jumped up looking for an escape, but she was trapped. He crawled on the bed, completely trapping her. "Please leave me alone."
"I'm not letting you get away with this." He came closer, pinning her against the bed.
"What did I do to you?" Alex tried to remain calm, but her heart was pounding.
"Shut up!" He yelled in her face, slapping her hard across the face. Alex winced, trying to move away, but he left her no room. She vigorously kicked him below the abdomen, causing him to roll over in pain. She scrambled to her feet, attempting to open the door. But it was locked and she hadn't realized. And just as she went to unlock it, he jumped up and slammed her brittle body against the wall. She squirmed to get free, but he kicked her powerfully in her right ankle in return.
Dean managed to grab knife with his chained arms and sawed through them. He then broke through the chains on his feet and ran upstairs. He struggled with the doorknob, which must have been locked. He heard the cries and moans of Alex. He had to get in there. He fought with the knob and didn't give up. Eventually it broke. There Mason was on top of Alex, harassing her. "Don't touch her!"
"Get out of here!" Mason demanded, pulling a gun out of his jacket. He rested it against Alex's head, causing her to tremble. "You move and I'll shoot her."
Dean didn't know what to do. So he waited until Mason put the gun down beside him. He continued his harassment on Alex and Dean quietly and slowly moved closer. He grabbed the gun and pushed Mason off of Alex. Alex quickly scrambled to her feet, but stumbled on her throbbing right ankle. Mason abruptly moved towards her, but Dean pushed him to the floor. He held the gun up and pulled the trigger but Mason quickly moved out of the way. He pulled the trigger again but it was empty. Mason came to his feet and pushed Dean. Dean punched his nose, but Mason punched him right back. Alex gasped, attempting to go find a phone, but she collapsed to the floor when she stepped on her right leg. She began to crawl towards the door but Mason pushed Dean to the floor and roughly grabbed her. "Put her down!"
"Or what?" Mason held her down, leaving a trail of unwanted kisses down her neck. She flinched at his actions, feeling disgusted.
"Just leave her alone!" Dean pushed himself on his feet and took a step closer to them. But Mason pulled out, yet another knife. He rested it against Alex's neck, slightly pressing down. Alex held her breath, cringing as Mason's hands wandered her body. Dean didn't know what to do. He couldn't stand here and watch his girlfriend being tortured, but he was afraid to move, fearing Mason would kill her. His eyes moved to Alex's nightstand where his cell phone lay. It was only about three steps away. He kept his eyes glued to the phone and took one step closer. He took yet another step, but jumped as he heard Alex squeal. He whipped his head to see Mason's hands assaulting Alex. "Don't touch her!"
"Shut up!" Mason screamed again. This time he grabbed Alex and slammed her body against the wall. He slapped and punched her, causing her fragile body to collapse to the floor. She sobbed, trying to move away, but she was too weak and there was no place to go.
"Please stop." She begged, her eyes moving to Dean who grabbed Mason and pushed him to the floor. He threw the cell phone towards Alex and she grabbed it and dialed 911. Dean repeatedly punched Mason, but Mason pushed Dean back. He came to his feet and grabbed the phone out of Alex's hand ignoring the woman on the line. He viscously kicked Alex closer to the wall. Dean grabbed Mason's head and threw him to the floor. He fell on top of him, furiously beating him. Alex sobbed from behind, watching as Mason fell unconscious. Dean continued to punch him as the sirens went off and police officers rushed in. They pulled Dean off of him, declaring Mason was dead.
Dean pulled Alex into a hug, gently rubbing her back and she sobbed. "Shh…it's all over now."
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