Calm After the Storm
By Melissa H Greathouse (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Walker was quiet on the drive back with Alex. Brad Furnell had been arrested and was on his way back to Dallas and to the cell awaiting him. Rather quiet herself, Alex stole occasional glances at Walker, sensing that he was deep in thought. She turned her head to look out her window, expecting the ride back to her apartment to continue in silence.
“Have we both had enough excitement for a while?” Walker asked a few moments later. Alex smiled. It had been a hectic few months. First Victor LaRue reappearing, and now being chased down by Connie’s ex-husband. And that was just the beginning of the list!
“I hope so. I’d like things to go back to as normal as they ever are for us.” Alex finally said, realizing she hadn’t yet answered the question.
“You’re sure you’re okay?” He momentarily glanced at her then cut his eyes back to the road.
“I’ll be okay. I’m guess I’m still a little shaken up, but that’ll pass.” She paused before adding, “It always does.”
There was another lull in conversation for the last few minutes of the ride. Walker began to feel uneasy. Ever since Alex had re-encountered Dalton Reed there were times that he didn’t know what to say to her.
“Do you want to come up? I could stand some company.” Alex quietly made the offer as the Ram pulled into the parking lot.
“If you’re sure you’re not too tired.” At Alex’s negative shake of the head he agreed. “I’ll only stay for a few minutes. Then I’ll let you rest.” He parked and they walked in together, Walker’s arm wrapped gently around Alex’s waist, her head leaning just slightly on his shoulder. Alex had her keys in her hand as they stepped off the elevator. Walker took them from her as the reached the door, the pair still silent.
Alex sighed as the door swung open. There were times, like right now, when things felt like they couldn’t get any better between the two of them. He seemed to instinctively know when to talk to her and when to just be with her, without words.
As he heard Alex sigh, Walker wondered if she was feeling more run-down than she had let on.
“Thank you,” Alex said as he took her coat off and put it, and his, in the front hall closet.
“I’ll go put some coffee on,” Walker offered as Alex sat on the couch stretching her legs out along its length.
“That’ll be nice.” Alex closed her eyes and leaned her head back, feeling the tension for the day’s events floating away. Lost in her own thoughts, it seemed to be only a second before she heard Walker come back into the living room. She opened her eyes and smiled as he reached her and held a steaming cup out to her.
“You almost looked like you’d fallen asleep.” After she took the cup he sat next to her, absent-mindedly rubbing her calves, which rested in his lap.
“No. Just unwinding.” She took a sip.
Alex was about to open her mouth to continue but Walker beat her to it. “Alex, I have to know. What happened with Dalton? I don’t want details. I just….” Walker trailed off, unsure how to backpedal after seeing the surprised look on her face.
Taken aback, Alex took a deep breath before finally answering after a minute’s hesitation. “I’m not even sure I’ve completely sorted it out yet.” Placing the cup on the table, she stood and walked across the room to the window.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked. Especially after a day like today.” As he took a few steps toward her, she turned around, her face expressionless.
“Actually I’m kind of glad you did. At least now I know it matters to you.” Before the look of shock even crossed Walker’s face Alex wanted to take the words back. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that."
“Didn’t mean it or didn’t mean to say it?” Walker raised his eyebrows toward her.
“I don’t know. Both.” Alex glanced at the lights through the window before she walked the remaining steps toward Walker. She looked into his eyes for a second, before walking around him to stand behind the couch. “It’s just…I guess I need to know exactly where we stand, Walker. You know it was only a few weeks after our rafting trip that Dalton reappeared. That trip I was really sure that everything was right-that we were right. But once it was all over and we were back in Dallas it was back to the usual routine-dancing around the issue of our relationship.” Walker started to speak in his own defense but Alex stopped him, holding her hands out. “I’m not saying it’s all your fault. I would never put that blame on just you. I get as wrapped up in my work as you do. I just need to know.”
“Need to know what?”
“I need to know how much I mean to you. I’ve tried so many things to get you to open up to me. But you always go back into that shell you build.”
Walker crossed to stand behind her then slowly turned her around to face him, searching her eyes with his own. “How can you not know how much you mean to me?”
“You really don’t know how well you hide your emotions do you?” Alex turned away from him, looking at a picture on a nearby shelf of the four of them-Walker, C.D., Jimmy, and herself-taken at a birthday party for C.D. last year. “There are times that I feel like I could never be closer to another person if I wanted to. And there are times that you seem like a total stranger to me.”
“If you knew how many times a day I thought about you…You are the only person who has no idea. I never said anything because I really thought you knew.” He saw a tear fall out of her eye as he continued. “Do you know I can pinpoint the moment I finally admitted to myself that there would never be another woman I would love as much as I love you?” She smiled, but still didn’t look at him as he continued. “It was when we were ‘talking’ about what was going on with Peter Patches.” Alex finally turned her head to face him, chuckling.
“There wasn’t much of a discussion there as I recall.” Walker caught her hand, suddenly becoming serious.
“There have been so many times that I wanted to just say the words to you. But I was afraid to. I didn’t know exactly what to say. All I know is that I see a different part of myself since you came into my life. There’s a part of me that only you can see. A part only you can reach. Since that first day on the witness stand, when I practically saw steam coming out of your ears. I couldn’t admit it then, but I fell for you that day.”
“Oh Walker.” Alex let out a small sob as she wrapped her arms around him tightly. “I love you so much. I was just never sure you felt the same way. I didn’t want you to be uncomfortable. I didn’t want to push you away.”
“Alex, you could never push me away. I will always be with you.” As he said the words he pulled her into a breathlessly passionate kiss.
If I thought it was fair I would take total credit for this story. But part of it has to go to Gary Burr and Chely Wright, who wrote the song “I Already Do.” I was driving home from work one night listening to that song, and this idea just slammed into my brain and wouldn’t go away. I hope I managed to get the words down as well as I imagined them.
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