I'm back! So I've decided with this story that I'm sort of going to follow the show, but put my own twist on it. Leave me a review please! They encourage me to write more and faster. Sorry if the spacing is messed up, I don't have a laptop so I am typing on my IPad. This installment is quite long and there's a bit of romance so rated R for this one! And the beginning is from Norma's point of view then the rest is third person. Let me know if you love it or hate it! Thanks loves!
The chill from outside permeated through the motel office as I stood, pulling my sweater tighter around myself. There was a family of four playing happily in the snow and I watched out the window. A smile was brought upon my face at the sight of this seemingly perfect family, but I couldn't help but feel that pang of jealousy. I wanted to be like that. I wanted that picture perfect family.
It's too late.
I didn't care if I was to be seen, I was to busy in my thoughts. As much as I hated to admit it, my childhood really messed with my head. I've been able to keep it under wraps, but recently I hated to admit it. I have been bruised far too much and it feels like I don't deserve this happiness I share with Alex. Someone could have warned me about falling in love. Because of my past, I have never allowed myself that pleasure. Alex was good for me, finally a man who cares about me and wants to be around me. It was odd to have someone to come home to night.
Over the past week, I've been second guessing my feelings. Does he really want me? Does he want this? Or is he just doing this out of pity? The questions were floating around in my head, I barely heard the knock on the door.
"I'm sorry to bother you, but I was just wondering if you could take a picture for us?" The young woman flashed me a pearly white white. "We're just passing through and want to remember everything. We're doing a sort of road trip thing.
I forced a smile and suppressed my jealousy. "That sounds lovely. Of course I will."
"Thank you, Mrs. Bates." She smiled and shook her hand. "You met my husband, Jackson, earlier today. I'm Rachael by the way."
"Call me Norma, please. You have a beautiful family." I added as they we left the office.
"Thanks, they're a handful sometimes. Come on, I'll introduce you." Rachael said. She lifted the baby girl from her husband's arms and turned to me. "This is my daughter, Paige."
I couldn't help but let out a girlish giggle as the baby smiled at me. I always did have a soft spot for babies. And this baby, unlike most that I've seen, was completely and utterly adorable. "Well hello Paige." I cooed. "She's beautiful."
"And this is my oldest, Evan. Evan, come here and say hello." Rachael reached for the lanky teenage boy.
The boy trudged over and gave me a half smile. He looked younger than Norman with his dark brown hair and green eyes.
"Nice to meet you." I smiled and reached for Rachael's camera. The family of four scuttled around and posed for the picture. I clicked the camera and captured the image of the seemingly perfect family.
We bid our farewells and I waved at the baby one more time. Just as they pulled out of the gravel parking lot, a beat up car pulled in. I squinted to see who was in it, but as the car came closer, I realized I have never seen this person before. I shrugged it off and smiled at my new motel guest.
"Hi, welcome to the Bates Motel." I welcomed the man as he struggled to get out of the car.
I took in his appearance and tried to mask my uncertainty. He looked like a homeless man with raggedy clothes, dirty skin and matted, greasy hair. He walked towards me with a limp and a makeshift cane in his hand.
"Are you Norma Bates?" The man asked in a rough voice.
I furrowed my brows. "I am. Do I know you?"
"I don't believe so. I know your son, Dylan." The man reached his hand out. "I'm Chick Hogan."
"Oh, nice to meet you." I shook his sweaty hand. "How do you know my son?"
"We were neighbors. That's actually why I'm here. I'm going to need a room." He said.
"Of course, well if you will follow me into the office, I can set you up." I motioned for him to follow me.
He slowly but surely made his way with me to the office. He peered at the photos that adorned the walls and gave me a crooked grin. "This your boy too?"
"Yeah, that's my youngest son Norman." I smiled. "He's just graduated high school."
"Seems like a nice kid, if he's anything like Dylan." He said as he leaned against the desk.
"Dylan's a great young man."
"He must've learned that from you, huh?"
"Yeah. You've talked to him a lot?"
"Yeah, he and his father worked for me a little bit ago."
I shivered, unaware that Chick knew Caleb. "His father?"
"Yeah, that Caleb fella. Nice guy too."
"Hm, yeah... I don't know him very well anymore."
"Well, he's nice too..."
"So, how long will you be staying?" I asked, changing the subject and logging onto the computer.
"Indefinitely. Let's say about a week."
"Alright. Any special requests?"
"Not at the moment."
"Okay then we'll set you up in room 5." I turned around to reach for the number 5 key. "I'll be coming around to clean Tuesday's, Thursday's and Saturday's."
"Thank you, Norma. I might have to cash in that special request sometime soon." He spoke ominously.
I suppressed my shiver and gave him another smile. "Enjoy your stay."
It didn't take long to find Rebecca. Alex knew she was waiting for him and in some sick way, she was eagerly awaiting. He was walking into this blind. He had no idea what to expect and he didn't know if he could control his anger.
"How dare you." Alex whipped the door with such velocity the picture frames on the wall shook.
Rebecca sat behind her desk with her legs crossed and a smirk on her face. "What are you talking about?"
"You know damn well what I'm talking about." Alex snapped. "This childish game is a different story when you bring it around my wife."
Rebecca rolled her eyes. "Oh please, your wife seems like the type of woman who knows a thing or two about this childish game."
"Leave her out of this. Norma has nothing to do with this." He growled.
"It's a bit of a coincidence that Bob Paris disappeared when he knew a certain something about your son in law." Rebecca stood and made her way in front of him.
"Norman is sick and he's getting treated for it. I don't see why this is any of your business." Alex squared his shoulders. "You have no right coming into our house and scare my wife like that."
"Well I got what I was looking for so I won't be bothering you two." She fluttered her eyelashes and placed a perfectly manicured hand on his chest. "I hope you two love birds live happily ever after."
Alex grasped her wrist a little too tight than he meant to. "Stay away from Norma and stay away from me. You're lucky that you're a woman or this would've been much worse." He growled harshly.
Rebecca attempted to hide her fear, but she never was a good actress. She tugged on her wrist and he let it go. Her eyes trailed up and down aphis body before she sat back to where she was. Before she added another smart ass comment, Alex had already left with a loud slam of the door.
Alex was fuming as he left the bank. He has never been that close to losing his temper on a woman before. Something snapped in him when Norma was thrown in his mess. He felt at fault for bringing this mess into her life. All of the things in the past that happened with Norma was different because frankly, she got herself into the mess. But this was different. He killed Bob, he hid the money in their home and he let Rebecca trash their house.
But there was a missing piece to this. There's no way Rebecca would do this alone; she didn't have enough balls. There was an accomplice. Alex didn't know who, but he was going to find out.
Norma entered the kitchen later that evening with a sigh. She was about to prepare dinner, but she realized it was only her at home. Alex was still gone doing god knows what which worried her. She made her way to the bar and poured herself a glass of wine. Sitting on the countertop, swinging her legs, she began to think.
The woman she met at the Winter Festival, Rebecca, wouldn't leave her mind. Alex thought Rebecca did this and Norma believed him. It rattled her knowing that woman slept with Alex, had the audacity to come into her house, trash it and break her favorite stained glass window. Another sip of red wine and more anger seethed through her.
There was no way Norma was going to sit idly by and let this woman ruin her and Alex's lives. Alex may have said he would take care of it, but she never listened to him. Lost in her thoughts, she didn't hear the door open and close.
"You look comfortable." Alex walked into the kitchen and shrugged off his leather jacket.
"I am." She took a big gulp. "I was just about to make something. You hungry?"
"Starved actually." Alex answered. He watched her hop off the counter and open the fridge.
"Can we talk for a minute?"
Norma paused and turned towards him. "What did you do today?" She asked with her arms crossed.
"It was Rebecca, like I suspected." He spoke quietly, rolling up his sleeves.
"Bitch." Norma muttered. "Well, what are we going to do? Why don't we trash her house? See if she likes it."
"That sounds like fun, but we'll save that for later." Alex chuckled. "I need to get that key and the money from her."
"What can I do?" She asked pointedly like an eager child.
"You do nothing. This isn't your mess, Norma."
"Nothing? I need to do something. I'm not going to let that woman trash my house and let you deal with all of this. I'm not some stay at home wife, Alex."
"I know you're not," he reached out and held her waist, "but I meant what I said, I'm going to deal with it."
"No!" Norma whined and pulled away. "Just because we are married doesn't mean you call the shots. I call the shots."
"You're still calling the shots, but I'm calling this one." Alex spoke.
"That doesn't make sense!" Norma exclaimed. "Why won't you let me help you?"
"I don't need your help on this, Norma. What I need is to know that you're safe. Both of us have been through too much shit in the past and this is one where you can sit out on." Alex's tone meant no business.
Norma took a minute to make up her mind. "Fine." She said dismissively and picked up her wine glass.
"Come on, don't do this." Alex sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose with his thumb and pointer finger.
"I'm not doing anything. Isn't that what you wanted me to do?"
"You're being childish, Norma. Stop it."
"Don't tell me what to do!" She shouted.
Alex sighed and held his hands up in defeat. "I don't want to fight. Look, I'm sorry. But you have to let me do this. You have to let me protect you on this one. There's probably someone else after us so I'll let you deal with it another time. Please, let's not fight tonight."
Norma let her arms drop. She looked at Alex and took in his appearance. He looked exhausted and hungry. "Okay. But only because I'm letting you take charge on this one. I'm still in charge."
Alex let out a low chuckle. He moved closer to her and pulled her against him. "You're always in charge, Mrs. Romero."
"You know I'm getting used to that." Norma smiled.
"Ah, there's that smile." Alex kissed her gently.
"God, you're cheesy." She laughed and kissed him again. "Mm, as much as I want to continue this, I can hear your stomach growling."
"I haven't eaten since lunch." Alex admitted.
"I was just about to whip up some pork chops." She held his cheek and kissed him one last time before letting go. "Go change out of those clothes, you smell like the outside."
"Yes ma'am." Alex joked.
"I met a really nice couple today." Norma began as they sat at the dinner table. "They're staying at the motel for the week."
"Who are they?" Alex asked with his mouth full.
"Rachael and Jackson. They look our age, but they have this beautiful baby girl." Norma swooned thinking about that baby.
"Our age with a baby?" His eyebrows rose.
"She's a beauty, Alex, you should've seen her." Norma sighed. "I miss babies. It's been so long since Norman was that little."
"You seem like the type to swoon over babies." He skated around the talk about babies.
"Did you ever want kids?" She asked him.
"Maybe. I thought about it when I was younger, but now I don't think I could do it." He answered honestly.
"You'd make a good father." Norma mused.
The was a pause in their conversation and the only sound you could hear was forks hitting the plates. "I don't know. Kids have never really like me."
"Well, I can't blame them." Norma joked. "I'm kidding."
"You on the other hand, I can see how happy you got talking about that baby."
"I've always loved kids. It's just that it's never been the right time to pop out a couple kids. Sam was an asshole so there was no way I was bringing kids into the world with him."
"He was that bad?" Alex asked.
"Oh you don't even know." Norma scoffed. "He was not a good guy. He wasn't like you at all."
"Then I'm glad he's gone." He smiled.
"I am too." She reached for his hand. "I know we talked earlier today and I was saying a whole lot of stuff, but I've been thinking. I shouldn't have doubted you. And I know you've done nothing but take care of me and my family."
"I just want you to trust me. I need you to know that what I do is only to protect you." He said.
"I'm sorry I snapped all of the sudden. It's just that Norman worries me so much it messes with my judgment."
"I get it. But you just have to remember that this is for his own good. You're doing the right thing. You know, I was always worried about you living here alone with him. I know you can fend for yourself, but knowing what he's capable of, it just scares me."
"Norman wouldn't hurt me." Norma said, trying to convince herself. "Or he wouldn't mean to at least."
"That's why he's at PineView. So he can get the help he needs." Alex squeezed her hand gently.
Norma held his gaze for a moment longer than expected. It was so easy to get lost in his eyes. Her hand was on fire in his. Nothing seemed to matter at this very moment. There has always been a safe place deep within his mocha eyes that grounded Norma. Finally, he squeezed her hand one more time and continued eating his dinner.
"I met the most peculiar man today." Norma began, poking around her plate.
"Hm?" Alex prompted.
"His name is Chick. He was neighbors with Dylan and now he's staying at the motel."
"His name is Chick?"
"His name is as weird as he is. He looked homeless and for all I know he's in the drug business."
"He hasn't given you any trouble, has he?"
"No, no, I've only checked him in. He probably just needs somewhere to crash."
"Hm, well if he gives you any trouble..."
"Of course," she rolled her eyes, "he's not going to cause any trouble."
Norma sat at her vanity, brushing the knots out of her hair and wiping off what little makeup she had left on her face. The hum of the shower rumbled next to her bedroom from Alex's shower. She stood and slipped her robe off before slipping into the warm sheets. It was alarming how quickly they established his and her side of the bed. The pillow on the left side smelled like him. It smelled like his delicious aftershave and his own personal scent.
The low hum stopped and Norma awaited impatiently for him to enter. She lay in her thin negligee under the sheets, inhaling Alex's smell on the pillow. One good thing about having no one in the house but them two was that they could be as loud as they want as late as they want. Norma quickly learned how insatiable Alex can be. She wasn't complaining; he was gentle but demanding, soft but dominant. The feeling that bubbled through her when he put his hands on her was nothing like before. Having a lover like Alex was totally different than what she has ever experienced. She's never been with a man she truly loved and he truly love her. That's why she has been so scared something was going to go wrong.
Warmth flooded through her as she watched Alex saunter into the room. A white towel was slung around his waist and small rivulets clung to his muscular shoulder and chiseled chest. Her mouth watered instinctively and she failed to notice that she was staring.
"You might want to close your mouth before bugs fly in." He joked.
"You expect me to just sit here and not stare when you walk in like that." She scoffed in disbelief.
"Sorry to distract you." He chuckled. Alex watched as she pulled the sheets back and kneeled at the end of the bed. Without warning, she pulled him by the neck and crashed her lips on his.
Norma's lips quickly became limp as his took over. She held onto his broad shoulders and repositioned herself so they were the same height. Their kisses became deep before he grabbed her from behind and pressed her against his long, hard, hot body. With shaky hands, Norma reached for the towel and roughly pulled it off his hips.
Alex forcibly pushed her back on the bed and quickly covered her body with his. He could never get enough of her soft skin. He loved watching the goosebumps swell on her arms as he trailed his lips across her body. Her back arched up to him as her lips overlapped his. There was an ache in her to be pressed against him, seeking warmth that he radiated.
Silently cursing herself for wearing pajamas, she struggled to pull it off her. Alex noticed and quickly ripped it off her. She could hear the quiet rip of the material, but at that very moment, she couldn't care less. Alex cupped her right breast in his large hand while his other thrust between her legs.
"God, Alex..." Norma moaned loudly.
His fingers found the perfect spot with flawless precision. He manipulated her mercilessly while his hardness bumped insistently against her stomach. Pulling away from his kiss to catch her breath, she stared at his intent and half closes eyes. Her breathing became erratic and she felt the familiar bubble in her stomach.
Her moans were like music to his ears. She was panting and trembling, on the brink of release from just his fingers. Norma clutched his back tightly and probably left crescent imprints from her nails. Her eyes rolled into her head as she let the feeling consume her. Her chest was heaving from the aftershocks and his lips were suctioned to her neck.
Not waiting another moment, Alex slid into her in a single, sure thrust. She felt so full and her body was still sensitive from that previous release. He stretched her and she yielded to his size. Alex was truly a big guy. He descended on her open, gasping mouth and began kissing her with as much passion as his thrusts held.
Any semblance of coherency fled Norma's mind. The bedroom was filled with the sounds of moans and panting and the occasional cry from Norma. Alex shifted, supporting his weight with his elbows braced on either side of her head. The detailed muscles of his biceps flexed subtly with each thrust.
"Norma..." He muttered into her ear, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine.
She wrapped her legs tightly around his hips, her nails scrambling over his sweaty back. Her body began to move with his thrusts and after a moment, she shifted her hips from side to side to alter the angle. The pace increased and the rhythm of their thrusts broke down into frenzied pounding. She tore her lips from his to gulp a ragged breath then buried her face into his shoulder to brace herself for another release.
It quickly came, swarming her entire body causing it to tremble lightly. Lights flashed behind her eyelids and she cried out lightly, biting into Alex's shoulders to stifle her scream. Her body shuddered fiercely, her inner muscles contracting and convulsing. As she returned to the present, she became aware of Alex's final, forceful thrust and his cry of release next to her ear.
He collapsed on top of me and I welcomed his weight. I held his trembling body in my arms as we both struggled to find our breath. One of my hands played with his short hair while the other held his shoulder still. Our bodies were slick with a fine sheet of sweat.
Alex lifted his head to meet Norma's eyes and his lips descended onto hers gently. He shifted off her, moving to lie next to her. The two lay there catching their breath for a minute. Norma raised herself and rested her hand on her head, gazing at him.
"Hey," she purred, "see, that's what happens when you walk in wearing just a towel."
Alex chuckled lightly, his hand resting on his abdomen. "I'll wear just a towel from now on if that happens again."
"Mm..." She moved and dropped her chin on his chest. "I think we're becoming sex addicts."
His hand came up to run through her hair. "We probably are. I don't mind at all."
"Me either." She snuggled down against him with her head on his chest. "Damn, the lights are still on."
"I'm too comfortable to move." Alex moved his muscular arms around her.
"Me too." She whined. "You're closer to the switch."
"Yeah, but you're on top of me." Alex countered.
"Alex..." Norma whined, drawing out each syllable.
"Don't start with that voice, Norma."
"I'm just so comfy."
"What do I get if I turn off the light?"
"You expect to get something if you turn off the light?" She scoffed.
"Well, if you were to turn off the light, I'd reward you with the best kiss you've ever had."
Norma laughed a full, belly laugh. "You're such a teenage girl. But if it makes you happy, if you turn off the light, I'll give you the best kiss you've ever had."
Alex chuckled and unfolded himself from Norma to get up off the bed. She propped herself up on her arm and admired his naked body. He quickly flicked the switch and jumped back into bed.
"I'm ready to claim my reward now." Alex smiled smugly.
Norma giggled and pulled his face onto hers. The kiss was not as furious as those they shared earlier just moments ago. It was just as demanding and insistent though. Her hand on his cheek was gentle and she rubbed against his stubble.
"There." She murmured against his lips. "Happy?"
"Very happy." Alex smiled and pulled her into his arms.
"Goodnight." She dropped a gentle kiss to his pectoral muscle.
"Mm, 'night Norma." He kissed the top of her head.
The morning came all too quickly for either of their liking. Alex was called into the station early so she was left to work in the office alone. He probably was late because of Norma's distractions. She kept pulling him back to bed with kisses and tugging on his shirt lapels at the front door. Slowly but surely, Alex made it to the station.
Norma was typing away on the computer in the motel office. She was so lost in thought she didn't hear the knock on the door.
"Morning Norma." Chick greeted her, leaning on his cane.
"Good morning, how was your night?" Norma smiled.
"It was nice." Chick replied. "But I was a bit alarmed by the cop car in the driveway."
"Oh, there's no need to worry." She chuckled. "My husband is the town sheriff."
Chick's eyebrows rose. "Is that so?"
"Yeah, we just got married a few weeks ago." Norma smiled at the thought of Alex.
"Hm," Chick thought, "so, I did some thinking last night and I'd like to cash in my favor now."
"Uh, of course."
"You must know Caleb pretty well, huh? I mean you have a child with him." Chick began.
"Not anymore, we don't talk." She said.
"Either way, I need you to do me a favor. You see, Caleb beat the shit out of me and took my wife and kid away from me. Find him for me."
"I can't help you, I'm sorry."
"You are going to help me because if you don't, there's going to be some trouble." He leaned closer to her.
"Are you threatening me?" Norma asked in disbelief.
"No, but I'm just saying, you help me with this, I'll help you with whatever you need."
"What do you want with Caleb? You want to kill him?"
"Maybe."
Norma suppressed a shiver. It scared her that she deciding whether or not to turn her brother in to Chick.
"I will try, but I don't know if it'll work." She answered truthfully.
"Pleasure doing business, Norma." Chick nodded his head in goodbye then left.
Norma sat back in her chair and dropped her head into her hands. She thought she saw the last of Caleb, but she was mistaken. Honestly, all she wanted to do was run to Alex and let him protect her, but this was her battle to fight.
When Alex was called in early in the morning, he dealt with a missing persons case. It was quickly resolved and he had the day to deal with his own problem. He drove the familiar path to Rebecca's house to retrieve the money and the key. Once he pulled up to the small cabin, he turned his car off and patted his gun to make sure it was there.
Her car wasn't there, making this much easier for him. He found the key that she hid in the flowerpot and easily entered her house. It paid off sleeping with her or else he would've found it way more difficult to get in.
Alex began rummaging through Rebecca's house, searching everywhere for the money and the key. After half an hour and no luck, Alex sat on the edge of her bed trying to think where she would hide it. The house was fairly small so there were only so many places it could be. He thought back to the conversations they had in the past, trying to think if she had any special hiding places.
Once he remembered the hiding spot, Alex almost jumped off the bed. She had told him a while ago that she hid her father's watch and memorabilia in a compartment in her bedroom closet under neath the floorboards.
Moving the boxes and other junk, he pried to floorboards up and was rewarded with the money and and key. He quickly retrieved it, put everything back and saw himself out. Cautiously, he hid the stuff in his SUV and drove away. Alex couldn't believe how easy that was. He didn't know whether to feel lucky or feel nervous.
It was the afternoon as Norma watered the motel plants. She saw Dylan's car pull into the driveway so she dropped the watering can to greet her son.
"Honey!" Norma smiled and pulled him into a hug. "I feel like I haven't seen you in so long."
"I know, I've been wrapped up in helping Emma." He said.
"How is she? Recovering well?" Norma hooked her arm around his and walked back to the office.
"She's doing really good. She's back home for the time being." Dylan replied. As he and Norma made their way to the office, he noticed Chick's beat up car. "Norma, who's car is that?"
"Oh, that old thing? Your old neighbor Chick is staying in room 5." Norma answered.
"Why?" Dylan asked with a confused look.
"Actually, I needed to talk to you about this." Norma stammered.
"What? Did he say anything to you?"
"He told me you and Caleb worked for him?" She asked.
"Yeah a while ago. What does he want, Norma?"
"Apparently, Caleb beat him up and drove away with his wife and kid. He wants me to help him find Caleb." Norma could stop the tremble in her voice.
"What is he going to do if he finds him?" Dylan asked fearfully.
"He said he might kill him."
"Kill him? Norma, you can't help this guy." Dylan implored.
"He threatened me, Dylan. There's too much chaos right now, I can't deal with this stuff anymore."
"Can't Alex help you? You know he'll take care of it if you ask him."
"No, I can't ask that of him. He's already dealing with so much." She shook her head.
"Norma, he's your brother!" Dylan shouted. "You can't do this."
"Don't tell me what I can and cannot do!" She shouted back.
"I'm begging you. Caleb won't stand a chance!"
"Will you keep your voice down?!" Norma scolded.
"You can't. Please, don't do this. Chick is capable of killing Caleb, I know it and-" Dylan was cut short by a disturbance.
"Well hey there Dylan." Chick was standing in the doorway, cane balancing in his hand. "Norma, you didn't tell me Caleb was your brother. Well, that's interesting heh?"
Dylan squared his shoulders and stood in front of his mother. "This has nothing to do with her. Leave her alone."
"Courageous boy. Now tell me, son, how's it feel to be the result of incest?" Chick spat.
"I want you out of here!" Norma shouted from behind Dylan. "Now!"
"No can do. This needs to be done, or you'll both have a price to pay." Chick replied.
"My husband is the sheriff, he'll have you thrown in a cell if you hurt me or my son." She shot back.
"Do you think I'm scared of the police?" Chick scoffed. "Anyway, why are you defending your brother, Norma? Don't you want him gone?"
"I don't want anything to do with this." She answered honestly.
"Well then, you're going to help me."
"Just leave, Chick." Dylan growled.
"Stay out of this. This has nothing to do with you. This is an adult conversation."
"I'll help you. I'll do what I can, but I want you out of here." Norma moved to stand in front of Dylan.
"Fair enough." Chick replied coolly. "I'll be seeing you around."