Thanks for all the great reviews it helped me to develop this story well. Sorry for the many mistakes, I wrote this quickly on a whim and tried to get it end before I went to sleep. Sorry for posting so late. Enjoy!
A week quickly came and went, leaving a gloomy Will sadder and more desperate. Cases kept finding its way into their relationship. Constantly forcing them to push back their dinner and push back their feelings as well. Though neither one of them stopped feeling the way they felt about each other and for Will it started to show on his face in the worst way.
The uncertainty started to wear Will down He started to look tired and morbid almost s4 hours a day. He hide it for a while, but eventually that started to wear as well. While Will started to show, Alicia was able to hide it a bit more, having been used to hiding her feelings as a housewife and a politician's wife. Though when she went home, it all started to show.
Since the case Alicia was on didn't have anything to do with Will, they barely saw each other. Sometimes in passing, but mostly across the room or as she went to Diane's office. Even though they were a part, every time they saw each other they would pour their need for each other out by their eyes. And every time they did it made it that much easier to make it through the day.
"So What's going on between you and Will?" Kalinda said as she walked into Alicia's office after leaving Will's
"What are you talking about?" Alicia said as she closed the door behind them, afraid someone would hear.
"I mean the fact that the two of you have been all googly eyes all day." She said as she sat in a chair next to Alicia's desk.
"We were "googly eyes" Kalinda. And there is nothing going on. Now about the drawing." Alicia said trying to change subjects.
"Mhmm." Kalinda said already understanding Alicia's discomfort.
"Well you should." She said grabbing papers to start going through.
"I should what?" Alicia said intrigued
"You should go do what ever the two of you have planned. Fast, The two of you look like you could do with some stress relievers." Kalinda said with a smile. Alicia knew already what type of "stress relievers" she was talking about, and she couldn't help but admit that she actually needed them.
"I have no idea what you are talking about." Alicia said denying every word of Kalinda's accusation.
"Well, whatever it is, just hurry up and do it would you?" She said ignoring any further protest by Alicia.
The rest of the case went by a bit bumpy, but eventually went the way Alicia hoped it would. But while things at work went fine, things at home differed.
After having to spend the morning at church and revealing how much her husband uses her, she was tired. Not just physically exhausting but emotionally, socially, and just all around tired. Of Peter that was. She hated the lies, and how much he used her. She had to get away. She wanted, no needed, no deserved, something more. Something better than this. Anything more than this "marriage" or whatever it is.
Once Alicia got home she flopped on her bed. She was tired and yet all she wanted to do was get away. She rolled over on her queen sized bed and grabbed her phone out of her bag, dialed a number and rolled back over. She only waited a couple of seconds for the line to click over.
"Hey it's me." Alicia said in a soft tone, only to hear roaring music in response.
"Alicia! Hey big sis." Came the sound of her younger brother's voice through her phone.
"Owen, where are you." She yelled. Immediately regretting calling her younger brother. She had hoped he would pop into town, like he normally does, and take his mind off of her messed up life. But she guessed today was not the day.
"A club. What's up?" Owen tried to yell over the blasting music.
"Nothing. I'll call you later, ok?" She yelled back into the phone. She assumed he said yes, because after hearing gurgling noises she hung up.
Laying back to her previous position, she flipped through her phone again. This time certain that this was the number she was meant to call. Waiting only a couple of seconds again, she heard the phone click again.
"Alicia?" This time the sound over the phone came first.
"Hey Will." She said, now all of a sudden at a lost for words.
"You ok?" Will said now concerned for her well being.
" Oh, yeah. I was just thinking." She said contemplating on how to word the next sentence.
"Mhmm." Will said, more concerned than before.
"Well, we never did have our dinner." Alicia said as her heartbeat started to race, hoping he didn't forget.
"We didn't, did we?" Will said surprised she remembered. It had been a busy couple of days for the both of them, and yet he never forgot about the dinner. About them, and he was glad she didn't either.
"No, so if you weren't doing anything then. I mean if you were busy you don't have to. We could do it another time."
"Oh, no no no. I would love to." He said as he jumped in his office chair.
"Ok." Alicia said sitting up, trying to hold back a creeping smile.
"Is later tonight ok? Say eight?" Will said as he started grabbing his things to go, hoping to get home in enough time to shower and change.
"Yeah, tonight is fine." Alicia said getting up and grabbing things for a shower.
"Are you sure?" Will said, trying not to rush her into something she isn't ready for.
"No it's ok. Hey, I called you remember. I should be asking you the same questions." Alicia said dropping her clothes as she got ready for a quick shower.
"Ok, I'll text you the address ok?" Will said as he pushed the elevator button to the garage.
"Ok I'll see you then." Alicia said hanging up and hopping into a shower.
Thirty minutes later and miles away, both Will and Alicia were ready and on their way out to meet each other at a restaurant close by. As Alicia left the kids rooms, telling them that she would see them when she got back from dinner with a friend, she was stopped by Peter.
"You leaving." He stated as he leant up against the wall in the kitchen.
"Yes Peter, I'm going to dinner with an old friend." She said as she walked over to the fridge pulling a box of pizza out.
"Preheat the oven and put the pizza in the oven for 15 minutes. If you need help, Grace can help." Alicia said as she headed for the coat rack, and then the door.
"Are you punishing me for something?" Peter said following Alicia in her foot steps.
"Peter not everything is about you. Sometimes I like to do this thing called having fun, and sometimes I do it with other people." She said sarcastically and sighed in awe.
"Alicia I'm sorry, I don't know how many times I can say it." Peter sighed, keeping all of the attention on him.
"Peter did you know if you say a word a lot it loses it's meaning?" Was all Alicia said as she opened the door and walked out.
"Alicia don't do this to me. To us." Peter said just stepping behind the sensored line. Alicia stared right at his leg and then back at him.
"This is about more than us. It's about way more." Alicia said as she walked towards the elevator. But unexpectedly, Peter crossed the line making alarms sound.
"Alicia trust me and just come back inside. I can't let you leave me." Peter said moving closer to Alicia as she back farther from him.
"No Peter this is not you trusting me or you caring for me. This is you manipulating me into staying with you. That's not love That's mind control and I will not have anymore of that. Now go back in the house and make up some excuse for tripping the alarm if not for me but for our kids." Alicia roared as she saw Peter back away from her, hurt by her words.
"GO!." Alicia yelled, as if she was shooing a dog back into a house. And like a good dog, he obeyed and walked back into the house closing the door in just enough time to answer the sheriffs call when it came.
Alicia stepped into the elevator and exited it downstairs. She hailed herself a cab and rode to the address Will texted her as her body swelled in regret. When suddenly she got a phone call.
"Hello?"
Did everyone like it. Also who is on the other side of the phone. Will Alicia finally make it to dinner? WHat's up with owen. Tell me what you guys think should happen next. Please review. Thanks for reading.