Somewhere with you

[Elle Callahan]

Elle stormed into the library her silk skirts rustling. "I can't believe you!" She yelled throwing the decanter of scotch at the man behind her. The decanter shattered as it hit the ground spraying amber liquid on to his kilt.
"I love you Elle, Only you." Alex said as he came towards the fiery Irish woman, grabbing her hands in one of his own as she tried to slap him. Suddenly they were on the library floor with Alex leaning over her kissing her neck teasing her with soft kisses when she wanted fast passion. She arched her hips up to him wanting more. Alex chucked and Elle flipped him over so she was straddling him. She would show him.

Slowly Elle realized she was dreaming. That she wasn't wearing a corset. Did Alex even own a kilt? Elle's eyes were still closed as she thought about her dream. She wanted to go back to sleep to find out what happened next. She didn't want the dream to end. It had seemed so real. The smell of scotch lingered in the air. Elle turned over onto her back, her left arm flopping but it didn't land on the bed beside her. She was touching hard muscle. Realization washed over Elle. It hadn't all been a dream. Alex Kameren had told her he loved her and he'd carried her upstairs. She hadn't expected to fall into bed so easily but she was glad that she had. Reality was better than a dream and she had dreamed of Alex's Kameren's naked ass for ages. Elle slowly turned onto her left side. Alex was still asleep. He didn't appear to have even felt her arm hitting him. Elle watched as he laid on his back. Merlin's beard he was gorgeous. Elle's breath caught in her chest as she looked at him. She still couldn't believe she was laying in his bed.

Elle was loath to wake him up. He had looked exhausted the night before and he had looked like he drank an entire bottle of scotch himself. She tried to let him sleep, taking the time to look around his room. It was sparsely furnished with a large wardrobe in one corner a huge hulking four poster bed and a night stand. All rich wood and elegantly carved. Furniture fit for a Scottish Lord. No wonder she had dreamed they were in a Victorian Melodrama.

Unable to stop herself, Elle nestled closer to Alex, laying her head on his chest, her fingers lightly playing across his body. She amused herself with tracing his scars lightly. He stirred a bit under her touch and she grew bolder in her exploration, her feather light touch turning into strokes. Elle decided that Alex could sleep later. She didn't want to waste a minute of her day off. She wasn't sure if he had work that day so there was no time to waste. Elle shifted herself up on one elbow, and kissed Alex's jaw.

"wakey wakey," Elle said into his ear, blowing softly.

[Alecsander]

Too much whisky, it must have been. Why else would he be dreaming of Elle in his bed? Of last night? Then a flowery scent with tones of scotch came closer, lips touching his jaw.

"wakey wakey," Elle said into his ear, blowing softly.

Alex opened his eyes slowly, coming more quickly to awareness as her fingers kept up their exploration. Elle leaned over him, and though he had a terrible headache, the light limning her hair in a halo didn't bother him. Alex reached up to her, drawing her closer. He marveled at her, starting an exploration of his own. She smelled like flowers, sweat and whisky. She smelled like him, and like herself.

Elle tasted salty and sweet, and he filled his hands with her as they joined. Afterwards they lay in the bed, Alex stroking her hair as she rested her head on his chest. "Mmmm." he,hummed, bending to kiss the top of her head. He felt pleasantly sated, he felt whole having her in his bed. It was more than he had ever expected.

[Elle Callahan]

It was the best day ever and Elle was loath for it to end. She wanted to lay there half on top of Alex, her head resting on his chest forever. She didn't care that it was a cliche. It was the truth. Part of her still felt like she was dreaming. That she would wake up to find herself still at St. Mungos. Then Alex kissed her on the head and Elle knew it was no dream. She grinned like a cat who ate the cream.

Elle lazily drew hearts on Alex's chest as she listened to his breathing slow. "lets stay here all day. No work. No outside world. Just us, food and maybe the dogs," Elle said softly. Her stomach rumbled a bit but she was still too tired to move. She was still recovering from their hello.

[Alecsander]

"lets stay here all day. No work. No outside world. Just us, food and maybe the dogs," Elle said softly.

Alex had a hard time mustering up the energy to reply. It had been an extremely long week, and emotionally draining as well. He sighed, managing only a muffled him to her words. "Mmm." He closed his eyes, his hand stroking her back slowly, until eventually he stilled.


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Several hours later Alex opened his eyes. There was an unfamiliar pressure on his chest, Elle was huddled close, her eyelashes fluttering on her cheeks as she dreamed. He smiled, brushing aside a stray hair, Elle stirred and opened her eyes. " Hey, hungry?" He asked, shifting a little.

[Elle Callahan]

A giant butterfly was fluttering near her face, brushing away stray curls. Elle let out a little moan as the wings touched her cheek. Slowly her eyes fluttered open and she realized she wasn't sleeping on a giant teddy bear and it was no butterfly that brushed away her curls.

" Hey, hungry?" He asked, shifting a little.

Elle blinked the sleep away nodding at Alex. Merlin's beard he was amazing. Emotions over powered Elle. This was better than the day dreams when she had allowed herself to wonder what life with Alex would be like. She still couldn't believe that he was here. That he had actually allowed her to sleep in his bed. Elle pushed herself into a sitting position, still close to Alex. The dream continued into the shower and down stairs where Alex made scrambled eyes.

They had spent the day together and it was lovely. Elle grinned as they went outside to watch the sun set. The dogs were jumping at her feet. She stooped to pet them, burying her face in their fur. She giggled as one tried to lick her face.

"What are there names again?" Elle asked looking at Alex a bit sheepishly.

[Alecsander]

"What are there names again?" Elle asked looking at Alex a bit sheepishly.

He'd wanted to show her more of the Estate after dinner, and had given her a cloak Ari had left behind. She was swimming in it, but not as much as she was in the button up shirt he'd,given her to wear when they woke up that morning. He smiled when she bent to play with the dogs. He called each dog out, each standing to attention when their name was called.

"Rasputin (III), Dodger, and Max (II)." he leaned into Elle, wrapping an arm around her. "How are you doing?"

[Elle Callahan]

Elle had enjoyed her day with Alex. It was relaxing and calming. she leaned into him as he wrapped his arms around her. She was never giving him his shirt back. She liked the feel of it on her skin, how it smelled of him. Plus it made a cute shirt dress. She had transfigured a loose thread into a skinny belt to add shape to it. It was rather cute that way.

Elle sighed as they watched the sun set. She needed to get back home to reality. Her day off was over. In less than 8 hours she had a shift at the hospital. She needed sleep and she wouldn't get that here.

Elle shifted in his grasp to face him.

"This was lovely but I need to get back home. I need sleep before my shift tomorrow and you are far too tempting." She said standing on her toes and wrapping an arm around his neck pulling his face closer for a deep kiss.

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With a pop Elle and Alex appeared on her doorstep. Elle was pressed up against him, one arm looped around his waist. They fit well together despite the size difference. Elle kissed Alex deeply loath to say goodbye. A shiver ran down her spine as the kiss deepened.

Elle didn't notice the eyes watching them.

[Alecsander]

Alex reluctantly pulled back, hand still lingering on her face before he let it drop with a smile. He wanted to keep kissing her, he wanted to go inside. He was afraid. He had never felt feelings this strong. Alex squeezed her hand, looking down into her eyes. "Have a good night." today had been incredible. He couldnt have imagined it only yesterday. And with a silent twist on his heel, he was gone.

[Alecsander]

His angel hadn't come home last night. She had left work and never arrived home. He had waited for hours, waiting for her to come home for their bedtime ritual. Eventually he'd fallen asleep. When he'd woken she still wasn't there, and he had had to leave for work. He had ached all day, not knowing where she was, not knowing if she was ok. He had rushed to her flat as soon as he was released, and there had been no signs of her.

His worry turned to pique as the sun sat and hours passed. How dare she! She had missed their ritual, disappeared all day. He had comfessed his love, and this was how she repayed him? Was she off with another? And then he saw them, they had appeared on her doorstep. It was the Devil.

He held her close, his hands lingering where they had no right to. His lips profaned the angels, they lingered together far tol long. He clenched his fists, rage filling him. How dare he! How dare she. How dare she! Letting that Devil, that demon, touch her. And what was this? She shifted under the light from the opened door as the devil left, and he spotted silver streaks in her lovely locks. Marring them. He would have to do something about that. He waited, channeling his rage into a deathly stillness. He would have to see about that. 

Hours later, after they had completed their nightly ritual and she had turned out her light, he stirred. Soon he had entered, holding up a small knife he leaned over her bed. How dare she. It echoed in his head as an endless chant as he went to work. 

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Hours later he left, leaving his gift behind with a note.


I love you.

[Elle Callahan]

With one last touch Alex was gone. Elle was a bit sad that he was gone but she wanted to think about what in hell just happened. She was still in a daze. She did more than kiss with Alex Kameren. More than once. Unable to stop herself Elle did a little dance of joy in her apartment. Really it was more jumping than anything. Then she poured a glass of wine from a half full bottle and got ready for bed. An hour or so later she was out like a light. Falling asleep as soon as she felt onto her pillow, arms outstretched, butt in the air. Her dreams filled with thoughts of Alex.

Elle didn’t hear her front door open. She didn’t feel the presence of anyone else in her tiny flat. She didn’t notice the way someone stood over her bed. She didn’t feel the hatred or love someone felt towards her. She didn’t feel the tugs on her hair as the gray strands were cut away.

The blaring of her alarm startled her from sleep. Elle slowly woke up. Her eyes felt too heavy and her head pounded. There was an awful bitter taste in her mouth. She needed water. First things first, she shut off the alarm. It was doing a wonder on her head. Elle rubbed her hands in her head trying to massage away the pain. That was odd. Her hair was stubby in places. It actually poked her. Elle ran her fingers through her head and a few strands came away. What the bloody hell? Elle’s brain moved slowly as she stumbled out of bed and towards the tiny bathroom. She stubbed her toe on the worn floor boards and she cursed jumping on one foot and loosing balance into the table. A neat pile of gray strands sat on her tiny table a note perched on top. Fear rolled up Elle’s spine. Her hair. She snatched the note. I love you.

Elle dropped the note ike she had been burned and ran to the bathroom. She flipped on the lights ignoring the sting in her eyes. Her hair was a mess. All of the silver stripes were gone. Cut out.

Elle rushed back to her bedroom grabbing her wand. It took a few tries to think of happy enough thoughts to be able to summon her sparrow with a message. Elle sent it off to Alex. Should she wait for him in her apartment? Was it safe? Obviously the stalker had a way in. What should she do? Bile rose up in Elle’s throat and she barely made it to the bathroom in time. It felt awful bringing up the wine. It burned her nostrils. Her head felt muzzy and light headed. She felt like she had drank half a bottle of whisky and not cheap wine. What if the stalker had put something in her wine? If he could get into her apartment at night while she was there what was stopping him form getting in when she wasn’t?

[Alecsander]

The flickering light woke Alex the rest of the way, he'd been lying in bed half-dozing and contemplating not moving for the rest of the day. He sat up suddenly as the little sparrow sputtered out, stumbling out of bed and into pants as quickly as he could. He shouldn't have left her alone. He should have checked her flat. He was so distracted that he Apparated with a sharp crackk! instead of his normally silent entrance. He looked around the flat, not seeing her anywhere. Alex had just been about to call her name when he heard noise from the little loo. He advanced quietly, uncertain of what he'd find, fingers glowing.

The door creaked slightly as he pushed it aside to see better. She was alone, hunched over the toilet bowl. A simultaneous feeling of relief and anxiety shot through him. She was alone. Was she ok? Her hair. "Elle?" he asked, clutching the door jamb. His eyes fixed on hers with concern.

[Elle Callahan]

The overhead light in the bathroom was flickering every few minutes it would glitch and make a slight buzzing sound. Normally Elle would just fix it with a flick of her wand but she couldn't think of the spell that would make it stop. The light was bothering her eyes but she was took afraid to be in the dark. The lighted tip of her wand wouldn't be enough. So she just sat there huddled between the toilet and the bathtub, her arms encircling her drawn up knees. She rested her chin on her knees in between throwing up. She would have screamed when the crack sounded in her apartment but she was too busy throwing up. Elle's hand shot out for her wand, shaky fingers clutched it as she drew it up to face the door.

The door creaked slightly as he pushed it aside to see better. She was alone, hunched over the toilet bowl. A simultaneous feeling of relief and anxiety shot through him. She was alone. Was she ok? Her hair. "Elle?" he asked, clutching the door jamb. His eyes fixed on hers with concern.


Elle whipped her free hand across her mouth as Alex popped his head in. Elle let out a deep breath when she realized it was him. She barely noticed that he wasn't wearing a shirt.

"The stalker was here." She said in a raw voice. She stood up on wobbly knees. The world titled and she reached to steady herself with her wand hand and dropped the wand, it just missed the toilet bowel. Elle flushed the toilet wincing at the sound of the water. Elle stumbled towards Alex, not picking up her wand. She used the wall for support for the few steps.

"alarm woke me. Note on table...hair my hair cut out." Elle shuddered, avoiding her reflection in the mirror. She must look a sight in her oversize tee shirt.

[Alecsander]

"The stalker was here." She said in a raw voice. She stood up on wobbly knees. The world titled and she reached to steady herself with her wand hand and dropped the wand, it just missed the toilet bowel. Elle flushed the toilet wincing at the sound of the water. Elle stumbled towards Alex, not picking up her wand. She used the wall for support for the few steps. "alarm woke me. Note on table...hair my hair cut out."

"Hey, hey," Alex caught her by the shoulders as she fell away from the wall, leaning down to look into her eyes. They were blown wide, not reacting to the flickering light in the bathroom. He led her out to the solitary chair in the room, supporting her as she stumbled. He caught sight of the table and its pile of silver curls. "Sit, stay here?" he asked, leaving her propped in the chair to search her clothes. He was back quickly, kneeling in front of her with a set of robes.

"I think you've been drugged," Alex's eyes searched the tiny room as he spoke. "I need to get you to Mungo's. Can you put this on?"

[Elle Callahan]

The world spun as Elle stumbled forward. It was hard walking and talking at the same time. She tried focusing on Alex but she wasn't sure which head she should look at. All three of his heads stared at her solemnly. He reminded Elle of fluffy the three headed dog. A giggle caught in Elle's throat. She wondered if Alex's other two heads drooled. She felt very sleepy all of a sudden. The fear that had kept her awake was gone and her eyelids drooped. The wall suddenly moved away from Elle's hand and she tilted sideways. Whoops. Suddenly strong, steady hands grabbed her by the shoulders and she wasn't falling anymore. Elle stared up at Alex, her mouth gaping open as she tried to focus on him.

"Hey, hey," Alex caught her by the shoulders as she fell away from the wall, leaning down to look into her eyes.

She followed his lead on wobbly legs. Her feet didn't want to obey her brain. They felt stiff and far away. If Elle's brain had been working she would have rattled off a list of things for Alex to do to help her but she couldn't barely walk let alone think of how to treat a drugged up woman. Elle fell into the chair that Alex tried to direct her in. She winced as her head lulled on her neck. She put a hand to her temple to hold it in place.

"I think you've been drugged," Alex's eyes searched the tiny room as he spoke. "I need to get you to Mungo's. Can you put this on?"

Elle opened her eyes as Alex started speaking to her. She blinked a few times to bring his concerned face into focus. He looked so cute on his knees holding out a robe. Elle looked at his lips as he talked.

"What? Oh robes." She said reaching out for them and dragging them on over her head. She got a little lost in the folds of the fabric but after a few minutes she was able to get her head in the right hole.

"thanks for rescue" She said smiling at him with a loopy grin.

[Alecsander]

"What? Oh robes."

Alex continued his survey of the room as she struggled with the robes. He would definitely need to come back and investigate. Who knew what else that creep had left in the foat? Hopefully something that could help Alex catch him. Elle finally figured out where her head was supposed to be and popped free, smiling. He couldnt help but smile back, even if his was a little tense.

"thanks for rescue" She said smiling at him with a loopy grin.

He frowned a little, reaching to touch her face. He couldnt stop looking at those curls and imagining what they meant. He had been here, inches away from Elle. He could have done anything to her... And he'd been in the flat before. Had to have been, for Elle to have been drugged like this.

"Anytime," he said, leaning forward,and gathering her into his arms as he stood. Alex cast a quick preservation spell over the crime scene before disapparating them to the Spell Damages ward.