Disclaimer : I don't own Castle.
A/N: So here is the second chapter, I hope you'll like it. I already have written the whole story, so don't fear: this story will have an end (and it will be a lemony one) and I won't just give up on it because of work/or whatever. I just need to rewrite a few parts and try and remember to update it every week.
I sorta play the Damsel in distress card with Alexis, in this chapter, I try to alternate between a strong and vulnerable Alexis, because that's how I like her. She's a complex character. She's a strong independent woman, but she's not afraid to ask for help. She knows she doesn't know everything, she knows she knows she's young and she's going to make mistakes. That's part of what I love so much about her character. I hope it shows through this silly little fanfic.
Tell me what you think in your review, and what you like about Alexis. Also, how HOT is Ryan? lol.
Now let's get back to the story.
"Are you sure you don't want me to wait for you, man?"
"No it's fine. I'll walk or take the subway or something, you go ahead."
Javier didn't insist, seeing that his friend was still shaken by what happened earlier and needed his space.
"Fine, see you tomorrow, bro."
Ryan was tired. He hadn't been able to focus all day, too busy chasing away thought of Alexis and his conflicting feelings. He spent as much time trying not to think of her, as he did wondering how her body would feel against his. He stayed at the crime scene longer than he needed to, his blue eyes staring into space.
He didn't know what to think. Javier's question kept repeating itself in his mind. Was this just more than some freaky coincidence? As a cop, he didn't believe in coincidences. But how else could he explain it? He didn't like to think of the other possibilities.
He had never felt attracted to Alexis before. He always thought she was pretty though, but in a cute way. He liked her, always had. Because, let's face it, everyone who met Alexis did. She was an accomplished, kindhearted, smart, adorable kid. But she was just that, a kid, even though she had earned his respect as a ME intern. It was a job that took guts. He puked the first time he saw a dead body, and it took him some time, even as a cop, to get used to the morgue. And Alexis, she had chosen this job when nothing was forcing her too. She was young, she was rich, she could have just gone frolicking around Europe with friends or whatever it was rich kids did. Maybe she wasn't so much of a kid after all.
So yeah, he respected her as a woman and he did like her. But nothing like what had happened today.
When he left, he saw that someone he immediately recognized this time was waiting for him.
"Alexis," he called and nodded toward her.
She had wrapped a huge gray sweatshirt over her costume. She looked tired, but still had a smile for him when he called her name.
He thought it would be much more easier to see her once she was covered up, but her smile still knocked him out.
"Hi," she said waiting for him to cross the shortening distance between them.
"Hi," he repeated like the dazed idiot he was. "Are you alright? What are you doing here?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, it's just—nothing. I asked a security guard and he told me you were still in there, so I waited."
Her smile had faded and he could see something was troubling her.
"What's wrong, Alexis? You know you can tell me."
He couldn't handle seeing so much sadness on her face. He instinctively, reached out to her and gently touched her cheek. When he realized what he had done, he was about to take away his hand but she smiled up at him, silently telling him that it was okay.
"Tell me," he asked again softly.
She couldn't resist his gentle blue eyes. She looked down, shyly.
"You're going to think I'm stupid," she said.
"I would never think that."
She smiled. It made him dizzy, but he was too worried about her to care.
"Some stupid guys from my biology class, they were here today. They saw me and they were kind of bothering me, I guess. And now my friends left and I'm all alone. Could you give me a ride home or something?"
"Yeah, of course. But Alexis, are those guys still here?"
"I don't know. They said some stuff, but I don't think they meant it. They do, however, know where I live. Some of them are in the dorm right next to mine."
"Okay," he said and tried to focus on not killing them. Unfortunately, she misunderstood his anger.
"Oh, god! Now you think I'm an idiot. I should have thought before dressing up like this, but I was just so excited about the Con! And now I'm too embarrassed to go back to my dorm, or take the subway on my own!"
She kept going, nervous and jittery, she wouldn't meet his gaze. To calm her down, he cupped her face as gently as he could, and made her look him in the eyes.
"Alexis, it's fine. It's not your fault. You did nothing wrong. Those guys are idiots. You were right to come to me. Regardless of what you're wearing, a young woman like you shouldn't have to walk home by herself so late."
"Thank you," she said.
They were so close, he could feel her breath against his lips. He let go of her and shifted around, uncomfortable.
"It's nothing," he said not meeting her eyes.
"It's not. Thank you. I know I made you uncomfortable earlier with my...costume."
"Alexis," he started but didn't know what to say. Should he apologized?
"It's okay, " she said, before he had time to figure out what she meant. "I'm sorry. Sorry I made you uncomfortable. Thank you, for not saying anything and embarrassing me in front of my friends like my dad did."
"I—You shouldn't apologize. You didn't made me uncomfortable, I just didn't expect to see you...like that," he finished, glancing down her body, now covered to mid-thighs by that huge sweat-shirt.
She blushed, without being sure of why. He ran a hand nervously through his hair, waiting for her to say something. She didn't.
"Anyway, we should get going."
"Yes," she said, nodding vigorously.
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Until next week,