OK, I know the last chapter was devoid of Jalex! Thought I'd make it up to you with a short chapter chock full o' tension! teehee!

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"Alex, it's 1 o'clock in the morning!" Justin said, with a laugh, to his little sister. "Grand Theft Auto will still be here when the sun comes out. Go to bed!"

There they sat, on the edge of his bed. Justin and Alex had been playing video games in his room for hours, taking the occasional break to get a snack or share a pint of ice cream.

"Gahhh, it's only 1 am, so what? Booooo. You just want to stop because you're losing so miserably."

"GASP!" Justin said theatrically, putting his hand on his chest and feigning outrage. "I am so insulted! You'll pay for that."

Alex's heart quickened with excitement. "Pssh, what are you gonna do about it?"

"Oh, nothing…" Justin muttered, taking both game controllers and throwing them to the floor. He stood up and pretended to have something else to do, walking towards the other side of the room. Alex, knowing something was about to happen, tried to keep her eyes on him. He waited until he was just far enough behind her that he was out of her peripheral vision, and bounded forward to tickle her sides.

"HAHAH! Damn you, Justin Russo!" Alex said between giggles, trying half-heartedly to swat him away from behind her. "My only weakness…EEP!" She squealed, as he got one good jab at her underarm before she finally squeezed her arms down and turned toward him, laughing.

"Now it's YOUR turn to pay…" Alex said to her brother, grinning maniacally.

She jumped up and crouched into an attack position, but right before she could retaliate, Justin swooped out of the way. He jumped behind her again with unexpected swiftness, and grabbed Alex from behind, pinning her arms to her sides very tightly.

Alex giggled playfully, and tried to struggle out of his grasp. He tickled her once more to assert his dominance and show her that she wasn't strong enough to win this time.

Gripping her from behind, Justin whispered slowly in her ear, "looks like you lose…"

Alex stopped giggling and turned to putty in his arms. He continued to hold her firmly, though she was not resisting. He let his mouth linger a moment at her ear, and his breath tickled her neck, raising goose bumps.

He's a lot stronger than I remember… Alex thought to herself. And more built, too.

All was silent, except for their panting from the activity. Alex got lost in the delight of feeling Justin hold her so tightly. With his breath by her ear still making her quiver, she felt herself falling into a sort of trance. She wasn't really thinking, just feeling. Without even realizing it, her head started to dip back until it leaned against Justin's chest. She bit her lip, thinking, he feels so good against me… mmmmm…

Amidst her reverie, Alex didn't realize that she had let out a very soft, yet still audible moan.

Alex's eyes shot open. OH… my God. She thought. Please tell me I didn't just do that out loud... Holy shit, must leave must leave…

She shrugged out of her brother's grip, looking at him awkwardly and dying to flee at once.

"Wow, Justin! You're right, it IS really late! I am sooo tired," Alex babbled, faking a yawn and backing toward the door. "OK, well goodnight!"

Justin didn't stop her. He had felt the heat between them rising, and he was feeling just as conflicted. He barely got out a return, "g'night…" as Alex slipped out of his room. Justin then lay back down on his bed and stared at the ceiling, reflecting.

He couldn't really blame her for making an abrupt escape, because he himself had been grappling for the last two weeks about whether or not he could/would act on his impulses. Whether he should was not even on the table; he already knew quite firmly that he should not be even thinking about any of the things that had been constantly in his head this entire time.

On top of the moral issues, he was also worried that Alex might not return his feelings… but this was a fairly small worry, because he knew that the way Alex had been acting towards him lately was NOT in a way that implied she hated his company. One of his biggest worries was that maybe she would be afraid of getting close to him because of what had just recently happened with Dean.

Ugh, I bet what that lowlife did to her completely traumatized her… Justin thought. Oh, God! I probably grabbed her too hard and freaked her out and made her remember something horrible! She must think I'm a monster! That idiot Dean is going to answer for this…

Justin's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a noise coming from Alex's room. He looked at the clock and saw that it was now almost 2 in the morning, and Alex should have fallen asleep by now.

He waited a moment, and then heard the noise again. Through their shared wall, it sounded faintly like Alex was saying, "No…no…"

What the hell?? Justin thought to himself.

He stood to put his ear to the wall, and he heard more clearly that she was repeating, "Dean…no…" in a distressed, yet quiet voice.

HELL no... either she's having a nightmare, or that stalker is in there trying to finish what he started. Wait, what was that? He heard what sounded like something small falling to the floor in Alex's room.

Oh THAT'S it...

Justin nervously got up to investigate. He wasn't sure what he was planning to do if Dean actually was in her room. Justin had never been in a fight, but he was so full of adrenaline that he didn't even care. He'd just have to wing it. He paced his room for a few moments, measuring his breathing and building himself up.

He opened his door, inhaling deeply, before stepping out into the hallway...

To Be Continued!...

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