Slightly rated M. Very subtle hints of suggestive themes.

Be warned.

Chapter 2 Silverstein's Pet Supplies

Norma stood behind the crates, outside a warehouse near the docks, she could hear the rippling of the water as it swayed back and forth. The air was chilly, she looked up into the night sky and then all around her surroundings making sure she hadn't been followed, she then lugged the hand bag filled with her clothes and a pillow to make it appear as if there was a wad of cash in it. She wore a blue head scarf shielding her appearance and the color brought out the blue in her eyes, she took short strides and heard a car pull up, she turned the corner of the barn to see who it was.

'Alex?' she thought in surprise as she saw him get off the truck and hulled a bag behind him as he threw it to the ground as he looked around before she quickly slipped away hoping he didn't see her.

'I didn't think he'd actually show up…' She thought as she heard his steps quickly approaching and she dived behind one of the fishing buckets and chained barrels. She hid behind as she watched him come into view with his civilian clothes, they were basic dress wear, but felt as if seeing a celebrity walking on the sidewalk outside your house.

A car pulled up which she immediately recognized as Abernathy, the scumbag, he would actually show up to this pathetic ploy to scare her and Norma felt kind of smug for a moment since she called on the "Big Daddy of White Pine Bay" to help her with practically all her problems and there he went like a loyal guard dog protecting its mistress.

"Where's the cute, but nutty woman. Norma Bates?" Abernathy questioned as he walked almost paralyzing his face held no emotion, but his voice was filled with malice and disdain towards Norma. She sank lower in her spot as she watched them exchange greetings and next thing you know is "Big Daddy" is out her making a deal with a possible Sex Trafficker Ring Leader, she got out the gun Dylan had given her earlier and was going to shoot both of them until Romero did the most unexpected thing.

*BANG* *BANG* *BANG*

Romero shot Abernathy before throwing the 150, 000 off the dock and into the water, and then he put his gun back in his back pants and was heading back to his car when he spoke.

"Go home, Norma."

She shot straight up. She became infuriated at his lack of comfort, she was terrified, the least he could've done was let her know the plan and she could feel at ease, but no, he didn't say anything other than "Trust Me" and his says it in such a monotonous tone that it's as if he is mocking everything she's trying to tell him.

"I almost shot you!" She yelled infuriated as he kept walking away his back strong and wide with relief as he said to her with a tilt of his head.

"When I say trust me, TRUST ME."

Norma stood there glued to the spot as her expression softened and her perception of Sheriff Romero changed and she found herself slightly respecting him more, he was a strange man, he was unlike any other she met and yet he pissed her off beyond imagination. He wouldn't bend to her will and she wouldn't listen to anything he would say and he was the SHERIFF. Did she not see his badge? Did she not feel his dominating presence? She would just stand up to him and put him in his place and he would listen, but then he would do the same and she would have no choice but to back down.

The summer had come and business was booming down at the motel, there were families coming in and out and the sound of children's laughter and small feet hitting the gravel. Norma walked from the house down to the motel where she found Emma at the front counter assisting guests and she questioned where Norman was and Emma replied with "The Dogs".

"I'm happy he's at least out having fun, he should be coming then." Norma said as she folded her arms over her chest happily as she helped Emma and conversed with the guests.

Norman sat with a large accompany of dogs, he was watching after them as they played with eachother, he was in charge with the keeping the peace and most of the dogs were sweet. Juno kept beside him the whole time and then a couple hours had passed and he was done with his shift and waved goodbye to his coworkers and left with Juno on his new red bike.

Dylan found himself between a rock and a hard place as he and Remo sat down in the processing room awaiting the new arrival to take Gil's place. Remo had assured him that both men would be reasonably alright, but Dylan had an irked feeling until an average looking man walk through the door similar to Gil.

"Hi, boys. Remo." It was an average guy around 5'11, and middle aged, his eyes were grey and he began to discuss with them the recent events and the changes that would have to be met. Dylan was surprised by all of it and he merely shrugged and raised his eyebrows in agreement without another word and he and Remo went about their day.

Bradley Martin had committed suicide from the guilt of killing Gil who she soon learned was not responsible for the death of her father.

Norma sat at the desk in the BATES MOTEL Office, she scribbled through several notepads and calculated several numeric equations through her calculator as she budgeted the profits and impacts. Her business was blooming and she felt a smile creep to her face until Romero suddenly showed up in front of the desk with his stoic composure, although he looked slightly annoyed.

"What are doing here?" Norma questioned.

"Is that anyway to greet your guests?" He snipped in reply as he shifted his weight on one leg before turning his head to look up at her house and then back at her as she puffed out a sigh of annoyance.

"I need a room."

She gave him a look before she typed away on her laptop and then looked back at him as he held out a blue card.

"Is card okay?"

Norma grabbed the card and examined it as she gave it back as she was not feeling in the mood to put his credit information especially since she could feel his eyes burning holes all over her body.

"How long?" She asked and he blinked a few times before letting out a rough sigh.

"A couple of months or so- ."

"Why?" She asked curious as she saw his face turn away in irritation and she could see his large hand close and then open. He paced back and forth for a short minute before he decided to tell her knowing she would just keeping bugging him until he told her the truth.

"My house burned down."

"It what?" Norma gasped.

"Yeah, there was a gas leak." He swallowed as he turned from her and over his shoulder trying to avoid her mischievous eyes and prying nature.

"Wow, that's unfortunate. Did your family get out alright?" Norma asked as she turned away from him and was trying to pick a key for him to a room she knew he might prefer, she hadn't even thought about the question, she just assumed he must have family, most Sheriffs were married with kids.

"I live alone." He said after a long silence as she fiddled with the keys and stopped and turned to look at him with remorse in her eyes and he grew more annoyed. She swore like living alone was the saddest thing on earth and all he wanted was be far from her and in his room so he could take a good shower and pass out on the soft bed.

"Oh, well, I'm sorry Sheriff." She said as she scratched her arm. "Here, I'll give you room 11." She handed him the key as he was readying to leave when she crossed her arms over the glass table.

"Any special requests?" She asked with a cheerful smile, there such life in her eyes that drew Romero to her, her eyes, they said so much about her. She could be so innocent when she looked at him like that, a genuine smile and eyes filled with wonder, but she was a woman who he could not control, he felt uneasy around her and he did not like that. His pride wouldn't allow it.

"Privacy." He snipped and he saw the hurt in her eyes, but he didn't regret it. She was the type of woman who would not go down, she'd throw it back in his face or bring him down to his knees and indeed she did later that night.

Norma was getting ready for bed, she would strip in front of mirror, she would start with her blouse and unbutton it slowly before slipping it off her shoulders exposing her supple skin for a woman in her late 30s almost early 40s and a mother of two grown men. She began to unzip her skirt which she slowly let fall and lay beside her ankles as she took in her form, she wore matching lingerie, they were white and her pink nipples could be seen through the translucent fabric. They hardened at the cold air and she closed her eyes slightly from the cold air before reaching for her robe and wrapping it around herself and throwing her clothes in her laundry basket. She sat at her vanity where she removed her makeup and lotioned her body, she spent the longest on her legs, she went up and down before hiking up closer to the warm spot between her legs. She sighed as she waved her blonde curls behind her face.

She had gone into town earlier that day to have her annual checkup at the Gynecologist like any woman, you can never be too careful or healthy. She had layed there on the mat and opened her legs for the elderly woman to do her job. She remembered her saying:

"We should talk about what Birth Control you're using." The elderly woman had asked.

"It doesn't matter, I'm not having sex anyway." Norma had replied.

She let out a puff of frustration as she rolled her eyes in annoyance as she quickly rubbed lotion over her feet and looked to her vanity at her collection of assortments before her eyes fell on the small shut case that was a pearl color. Her pills which she hadn't taken since the Zach Shelby incident and that was almost 9 months ago, she even sighed at how long it's been, but she just had been so busy with the Motel's progress and Norman's improvement. He seemed like an altogether different person and the way that dog worshiped him, they went everywhere together especially during the summer.

"Well, I guess we really are becoming an old lady." She joked as she shut her light off and climbed in the covers and drifted off to sleep not having any self-aware to her strip in front of the window effected a certain man down stairs.

He had been arriving to his room from a long day of work when he spotted her figure in the window and was amazed at how clearly, he could see her. He looked around to see if anyone else had noticed, but it was very late and most of the rooms lights were out. He watched her undress and stare at herself in what could assume was a mirror and he felt himself grow ashamed as he knew he should let her have her privacy. He continued to watch and he felt his body grow hot and after her light shut off he quickly went in his room and undid his buckle and pants from the bulging pressure that pressed forward and he would later groan in the shower as he relieved himself.

Norman was in the Office attending the guests and he hadn't notice Sheriff Romero sneak in and hoard all the coffee and cream, but he watched as he stopped in his tracks.

"You're out of cream." He motioned the empty china at Norman who smiled in reply.

"I can go ask, Mother." He said getting ready to walk upstairs when the guilt caught with Sheriff Romero and what he had done and he didn't want to look in her eyes, fearing she would be able to see the act he had committed.

"No, it's alright. I'll take it black." He said coolly as to not alarm the teen with his apparent uneasiness to face his mother. Norman smiled back at him before going back to managing the desk and watched the Sheriff Romero who was praying to God that his house would be repaired quickly.

Norma later dragged Norman to a musical where they both tried out for a singing duo, but unfortunately didn't make the parts and Norman didn't seemed to upset by it, but he noticed his mother's shift in mood until the next day it had lit up and she told of a woman name Christine who invited who over her mansion for a "Garden Party." How rich can one get? He watched her leave as he rode his back to Silverstein's Pet Store where Juno sat comfortably in the small basket in front of the handlebars.

"So, Norma Bates." A charming man appeared beside her as she got a bit uncomfortable from being beside so many successful people and having to lie her way through just to not feel embarrassed at being a high school dropout. And now a charming successful man was talking to her, he deserved better and she knew he did as she stared into his caring deep blue eyes and warm smile. There was never a spark between them, Norma had never felt it and only allowed herself to be swooped because of wanting a seat on the council to stop the bypass since Christine had promised her a seat.

"Are you ready?" She heard him say as she sat beside him in his car as he drove her to his mansion, all his assortments were of high quality, his products were of the highest quality, even the dinner he had prepared was of a classy restaurant which Norma would never find herself in and yet she felt guilty. She had been playing for the seat on the Council. She felt sick to her stomach as his hands roamed her body without asking and his mouth pressed to her neck and when he had entered her, she realized that this was a mistake and ran off.

She had stopped at a local bar on her way home, her dressed dishelved, but she could care less, she drank her guilt away and she began to cry at the table and the bartender merely watched over her. An attractive as herself would surely not be left alone, but when she started to ball hard on the drinks no one would come near her and later the bartender was forced to call the Sheriff when Norma broke a bottle and was threatening a large tattooed man who merely asked if she were alright.

"Hello." A groggy Sheriff Romero spoke into the phone as he layed in bed with his eyes closed and shirt off.

"Sheriff, there's a young woman by the name of Norma Bates who is threatening patrons with a broken bottle. She also says she knows you and you're her "BIG DADDY"." He could almost hear the bartender crack with laughter when he overheard Norma shouting and the sound of broken glass.

"I don't know her."

"Sheriff!"

"Alright, I'll be right there." Sheriff Romero arose quickly from bed and got dressed before he drove quickly to the small bar where he found Norma on the floor passed out. He looked to the bartender before picking her up in his arms, she smelled of strong liquor, and she seemed thrown up somewhere as he could see a trickle down the corner of her lip.

He buckled her in the SUV and stormed off and back to the Motel, he had no idea who was home as he didn't see any of houses lights on and Norma didn't appear to have her keys on her. He was left with the only choice of having to let her sleep with him, he took off her heels and lyed her down on the bed and climbed in beside her. She curled up beside him.

"I missed you." He heard her say and he scrunched his eyebrows in question, but received no answer as she drifted off to sleep.

Norman woke up the next morning to his mother gone and a rather rude note on the porch from Christine and George, he rolled his eyes and burned as got dressed with Juno following behind cheerfully wagging her tail.

He wondered where his mom had gone off to, but could only assume she was down at the Office, she was always an early riser, he remembered.

There was throbbing pain that radiated in Norma's head or brain, she shifted in her bed, but stopped when her movements were halted and she groggily turned to the right to see Sheriff Romero asleep with an arm draped over her waist. She blinked a few times to make sure it was real before she flew off the bed from shock and hit her head on the small table beside the behind she moaned at and bend her whole body downward.

"Norma…" She heard Sheriff Romero call her name as he watched her writhe in pain and covered her private as she knew he probably had seen her underwear already, she was so tacky to wear a red thong to George's place.

"Sheriff Romero…" She moaned in pain.

"Call me, Alex."

"Alex…. what the hell happened to me?" She asked as she fell in a curled position holding her head and giving a full view of her ass to which he ignored and got and walked around her picking her up gently and sitting her on the bed.

"I got a call last night that you were threatening bar patrons and that I'm your "BIG DADDY"." He said with a tiny smirk in his sentence to which she fell back on the pillows in embarrassment and he could see her face go red, her chest even became red, she covered her face so he couldn't see until she shot up and grabbed the trash can underneath the bedside table and threw up into it.

"Sorry." She said as Alex merely rubbed her back in comfort to which she didn't think was strange at all, she always considered Alex a good friend, especially the past few months he stayed at the motel they had grown closer and even gone to lunch which was more of an intrusion on eachother part.

"We all do stupid things? Alcohol is the only source to forget it all." Alex said as he caressed her hair and smiled up at him before barfing again into the black trashcan.

"I'll clean this up later."

Norman saw his mom arrive home later looking completely exhausted and she told him that all she wanted to do was sleep, don't talk to her, don't ask her anything, just leave her the fuck alone.

Norman grimaced at her complexion, but later heard from Emma about a mysterious fiery blonde woman who took down about five guys in a bar and won around three drinking contests of heavy liquor and then trying to kill someone with a broken bottle. He could only assume Norma had a detour from George's place and happened to not work out which he smiled slightly about because he knew Norma could do better, but when he said better he didn't expect what had happened as better.

Sheriff Romero eventually moved out of the Motel where he departed back to his new home and was going to say by to Norma, but could not find her in the Office and went upstairs to see her sitting beside the piano playing a melody. He watched her arms and hands move up and down the keys, she played softly, but yet there was so much emotion in what she played and he cleared his voice as he stood behind her.

"Alex!" She greeted with a bright smile, there it was, that innocence that had drawn him to Norma Bates, she had a certain innocence that surrounded her, it was in her big blue eyes. He could just stare at her all day and he would never get tired, he wouldn't have to touch her, or kiss her. Just to be able to see those beautiful blues filled with life and the innocence in the smile she seemed to bring every time he drew near to her.

"Norma. I'm getting ready to leave the motel," He saw the life slip from her eyes and her smile was falling and he swallowed hard as he was reminded of being in high school. It was as if he were going to war and leaving her forever.

"I wanted to give you this. You know there still making the bypass." He said as he handed her the check with quite a sum of money which she rejected, but he had insisted she take.

"I'll see you around Norma." He said as she arose from the piano to hold him tightly and he remembered the night he picked her up from the bar and she had done the same.

"I missed you." He heard her whisper, but he didn't understand why she said that and he knew if he asked she would only deny it.

"I've always felt safe with you here, Alex." She admitted as her face was beet red and she buried it in Alex's strong chest before he caressed her hair. They stood like that for far too long than was normal and Norman passed by before doing a double take.

"Get a room, you two." He said as he walked upstairs with Juno in tow.

"It's not like that." They both said at the same time before considering one another's eyes for any sign of meaning higher that would allow them to change their whole relationship, but none was formed.

But in the end Alex left and Norma watched from the window and Alex watched the house disappear in his rear-view mirror regretting what he had done, but he felt it was only right. She burned him, every time she came close he felt as if he couldn't breathe, his hands would sweat, and body would grow hot and he felt the same from her when they had been sitting in the kitchen and she had been attending a cut on his forehead.

He remembered his knees being buried between her legs and she had leaned over to get deeper into the cut to clean it, but by doing it, his knee rammed into the heat between her legs which her voice went quiet and they sat there awkwardly after as Alex avoided the amount of wetness she had. She never played with Alex, she could and he'd let her, but something restrained them from tearing each others clothes and he didn't know what it was.

A change was bound to happen, if not out then in.

Okay, so, I've displayed so much foreshadowing in the two chapters, but these are alternate versions of events that will still occur, but will have much different outcomes.

This story is also a slow burn. So there won't be any rushing or crazy biz happening just yet. This story revolves around mainly on Norma and Alex's relationship, but it does mention other characters from time to time that will conflict with the plot and once more alter events.

Tell me if you guys enjoy long or short chapters, I'm so used to writing long stories, but if you guy's prefer something slightly shorter than I can work around that.

Leave a Review! It will let me know what I should improve on or be more explicit about. The rating will change in the future, but I am very subtle when describing erotica to the point where it doesn't sound erotic, but if you would like me to blend the two than I can work with it. I just try to picture what the characters would do. ^^

Chapter 3: The Life of a Man Who Lives Alone