Ty walked into his apartment. He was ready to crash. The day had been too long. He walked into his living room with a yawn, when he saw Alex sitting on the couch.

"Alex..." He said. Her sad blue eyes looked up at him. Carlos walked past Ty.

"I'm going to bed." He shuffled into his room and shut the door. Alex stood up and looked at Ty.

"You...You said tonight that I ever needed anything...." She whispered. Ty nodded.

"Yeah yeah." He said, "I meant it."

"It's just...I couldn't sleep." She said looking at him, "I can't believe he's really gone."

"I know." Ty sighed not knowing what to do.

"It's real now that he's buried." She said, "He's really gone. I feel so selfish feeling this way."

"Why?" Ty asked softly taking her hand. It was trembling in his. She was trying so hard not to break down.

"Because there are so many people who can't even bury their loved ones. They don't know anything." Alex closed her eyes tightly; "I just want him back." Her voice was so soft Ty could barely hear her. But he saw the tear slid down her cheek. He pulled her into his arms.

"Alex, stay the night." Ty whispered kissing her hair. He could feel her body shake with sobs. "Let's go to my room." He said softly, leading her to his room, "You need sleep."

"I'm not tired." She whispered wiping her eyes, pulling away from his embrace.

"When was the last time you slept?" He asked. Alex sat on his bed shaking her head.

"I don't know...A couple of day's maybe." She said looking at him, "I don't think I could. I feel so.... lost when I try to lie down."

"I'm here Alex." Ty knelt down in front of her; "I'll hold you all night every night so you don't feel lost. I won't let you get lost." Alex looked up at him with he lip trembling.

"R-really?" She whispered. Ty nodded.

"Yes, Alex." Ty whispered cupping her face in his hands and placed his lips upon hers. She felt so vulnerable and small in his hands. She pulled away burying her face in his neck.

"Th-Thats what I need." She whispered. Ty rubbed her back holding her close.

"Let's get changed for bed okay?" Ty asked softly. Alex nodded.

"Can I borrow one of your shirts?" She asked pulling away. Ty nodded wiping the tears from her cheek.

"Of course you can." He smiled; "you look better in t hem than I do." Alex smiled softly as she took of her shoes.

"Thanks." She mumbled as Ty threw his NYPD t-shirt at her.

"I'll be right back." Ty walked into the bathroom to get changed. He finally exhaled as the door shut behind him. It was strange having Alex here, but she needed him. He told her she could come to him when she needed anything. Ty took off his clothes and threw them on the floor. He walked back out in only his boxers and wife beater. Alex was already in bed. He sighed deeply crawling into bed, wrapping his arm around her.

"Are you okay?" Ty asked

"In what aspect?" Alex asked turning around and looking at him. Ty sighed softly.

"I know its stupid to say right now, but within time, you'll feel better." Ty said. "Time heals all wounds."

"No it doesn't, Ty. The wounds never heal. You just learn how to cope with the pain. You learn how the live with the pain." Alex said. Ty nodded slowly swiping back her hair.

"I'm here for you, Alex." Ty said. "As long as you need me to be here, I will be."

"People will start talking if I come over here whenever I need something." Alex smiled softly.

"I don't care." Ty shrugged, "Let them. I really don't care." Alex smiled softly.

"Thank you." She whispered kissing him softly. For the first time in days, she felt safe...She felt tired. Ty smiled softly against her lips.

"Get some sleep now, Taylor." He said softly, "in the morning, I'll make you pancakes." Alex chuckled.

"Good night." She whispered closing her eyes. Ty sighed holding her tightly. She needed him badly right now. She needed him just to be there and he would be there...forever.

To be continued?