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Following this

[It's honestly probably a very good thing that Alex had her phone in her hand otherwise there's no way in hell that she would have been able to hear it ring. When it does she just stares at it before she shouts over the din of the loud tech music:]

Hold on.

[There's the sound of her moving through the club, and finally out the door of it where the background noise fades to something more like crowd noise. Alex moves past that before she speaks, and she sounds a little drunk but not shitfaced.]

How the hell do you even know where Excessus is? And yes, Amalia is fine. Trust me, she's a very good Domme who is much in demand. I am fine. And Warren didn't even know I was there!

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“Of course I do, my love? How could I not?” Alex just says the words softly, and she nuzzles her cheek against his chest again. “I always thought we would you know. Fit together I mean.” Because Alex has thought that the two of them were heading this way for longer than she wanted to admit either to herself or to him. But she had, there was no doubt of it. Alex Reagan has loved him since she walked into his office and refused to let him give her the canned lecture that he gave to everyone else.

But when he mourns Tiamat, he won’t be the only one. Alex will too, she will mourn what Marduk did and how he had betrayed her and how he had created the monster of chaos that she’d become.

There’s always going to be a small part of her that blames herself for that. But those are later thoughts.

You should try and sleep my love. I know you must be exhausted.

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I'm not letting you go while I do.

He almost deflates, but he wraps his arms around her, twisting to his side and holding her against him.

And he sleeps deep, hoping she's sleeping just as deeply.