Alex left thinking Marissa didn't love her. Few years later they meet again, they have to work in the same place in LA. Marissa is now engaged to Ryan. Alex goes for the get some, get gone routine. Appearances from old friends and new ones.

Don't own anything.

Thoughts are in italic.

Flashbacks are in bold.

AN: Thanks to auggy1984, NotxxWhatxxItxxSeems, vballgirl777, malex4ever, Dar19, FiresOfDeath, shassy25, krisana22, madridcc and drumstiix for the reviews.

Dar19, i didnt know that there was more than one gamla stan, good thing u warned me. too bad u dont know other places, i was hoping someone could tell whats nice there, i guess i'll have to go with wikipedia...

FiresOfDeath, dont worry, u will see it.

krisana22, u are so right.

Well, people, i have no idea how to speak in Swedish, so i used a online dictionary. If there is something wrong, tell me and i will correct it.

And i almost forgot, sorry about the delay.

Chapter 20

"You know what? I can get it myself; you go back to whatever you want."

"You sure?" Alex was a little taken aback by the brunette's strong response. 'What's gotten into her?"

Alex had no idea why Marissa was so mad, after all, the blonde had just offered to help Marissa find a cab, seeing as the brunette was that determined to leave. Instead, Marissa had just stormed off without an explanation.

The blonde watched as Marissa walked off, that is, until someone got in front of her line of vision.

"Hejsan" The black haired girl Alex had seen earlier said, offering her hand, and the blonde once again thought back to her plan "Mitt namn är Stella"

"Sorry, I didn't understand a word of what you just said" The blonde responded, shaking the girl's hand anyway.

"Hi, my name is Stella." The girl said with a heavy Swedish accent. "Better?"

"Much. Alex."

"Alex, I like it" Stella said with a smirk that reminded Alex of a cat that had just eaten the canary, not that the blonde was complaining. "I would guess you are not from around here."

"I'm from the US. Los Angeles, actually."

"And what would you be doing here so far from home, and not only that but also all alone?"

"She is not alone" Marissa made no effort to hide the anger in her voice, and both girls picked up on it.

"Marissa, I thought you wanted to-"

"What I want , Alex, is talk to you right now." Alex didn't like the way Marissa was telling her what to do, but the blonde let it pass for now, she didn't want to make a scene. "Alone."

"Then I guess I will see you later, Alex" Stella could see in Marissa's eyes that the girl was definitely not happy, and she really didn't want to test the girl's limits. Not when MURDER was written all over the brunette's face.

"So, Marissa, what was that all about?"

Marissa hadn't really thought that far in her plan, she just knew she had to get the other girl as far away from Alex as possible. Now, Alex wanted an explanation and Marissa had no idea what to say.

"She is right; we are too far away from home to be alone."

"Come again"

"What I meant was, I just realized that I would have to get into a cab in which the driver would probably not understand a word I say, and then he could just take me anywhere, and who knows what would happen to me there. And you would be here, and if something happened to you, how would I know?"

"Are you for real?"

"Yeah" Marissa responded uncertainly, she knew that what she had just said made little to no sense, and Alex was bound to be mad.

"You know what, I don't care. Come on, let's just get to the hotel"

"Thank you"

The ride back was quiet and uneventful. Alex was leaning against a door looking out, and Marissa kept stealing glances of the blonde. It was obvious that Alex had her mind somewhere else, and the brunette had a pretty good guess as to where.

Marissa knew Alex was thinking back to what happened at the club, but the blonde didn't give any indication what her feelings were on the matter. The brunette knew Alex wasn't all that happy that Marissa had interrupted her 'conversation' with the other girl, but she couldn't help it. Not when a slut was hitting on what was hers.

The girl, Stella, wasn't wearing not nearly as much clothes as Marissa thought she needed to. Not that the brunette was any better on her times to hit the clubs to meet other people, but the thought of the black haired girl wearing a dress that showed her chest more than Marissa thought properly, and it being away too short to hide the girl's ass and too tight showing that the girl had no panties and adding that to the fact that she was flirting with Alex made Marissa feel sick.

Marissa had to work very hard to prevent herself from doing something she would probably regret later.

But the problem was that Alex didn't seem to mind, and more importantly Marissa shouldn't either. After all, they weren't together, Alex was single and could do whatever she wanted with her life.

As they reached the hotel, Alex followed Marissa to their room, and after she made sure everything was fine, the blonde tried to leave, that is, before she was stopped by Marissa.

"Where are you going?"

"Back to the club, I'm not tired yet" They both knew it was a lie, as Alex had told Marissa how tired she was a few hours before.

"You are not serious, right?"

"Hum, yeah."

"But it's not safe here." Marissa didn't have many excuses to why Alex couldn't go back, the brunette couldn't tell Alex the real reason she didn't want the blonde in a club filled with both men and women that probably thought Alex was hot, that were single and had nothing to lose.

"Marissa, you are inside the hotel, in your room. Don't worry, you will be safe." Alex was not far from losing her temper, she couldn't understand why Marissa was being like this, after all the brunette had Ryan.

"Not safe for you"

"Trust me, I'm a big girl, I learned how to take care of myself" With that, Alex left.

Marissa barely slept that night, she tossed and turned, but the brunette didn't manage to rest. Every 20 minutes or so, she would look at the clock by the nightstand and check that Alex had not come back yet.

A little after 10 AM, Marissa gave up the idea of getting some rest and got up. The brunette stared at her cell, she wanted to call Alex, to check up on her, make sure she was alright. Not only that, Marissa missed the blonde, she had gotten used to spend every waking hour with her every since they got into the plane, and the time apart was making itself known to Marissa.

Besides, if by any chance, Marissa called in the middle of something and just happened to ruin the mood was just an added bonus.

Marissa was in the process of calling when Alex walked through the door. Seeing the blonde with the same clothes as the night before, and adding that to the complete lack of sleep put Marissa in a really bad mood.

"Marissa, hum, hey. Good morning"

Without a word, Marissa slipped into the bathroom to take a shower.

As Marissa walked out of the bathroom fully dressed, she found Alex asleep on the bed. It seemed that the blonde had sat on it and had gotten tired, so she laid back with her belly up and closed her eyes. That made Marissa's bad temper return as she wondered why Alex would be so tired.

Not taking a moment to think, Marissa grabbed a glass from the table, went to bathroom and filled it with cold water from the sink. With a weird sense of satisfaction, the brunette walked back to the bed and poured it on Alex's head.

The blonde woke startled, and, as she realized what happened, her face became one of pure astonishment, with her mouth hanging open.

"Good morning, Alex. I just had a shower, it is ready for you if you want take one. I suggest you do, I believe you need it. In the middle time, I'll be downstairs having breakfast, you can join me later if you want. That is, if you haven't eaten anything this morning. Or should I say anyone?"

With that, Marissa walked out of the room, leaving a confused Alex wondering what was going on.

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