Our Time In Another Universe.

Chapter 44 "Oh no..."

Firs they were peaceful, now everything went so wrong. Children were kidnapped, an attack from the one and only Azula happened, Caira dead from a high fall. Now, everyone began to grieve, none of it could be handled. Yet...

Third Person Point of View

The taste of booze ran through her.

She belched and slightly cringed at the sourness. 'Can't get away from shit, Alex.' She thought to herself.

"Mind pouring me one of those?" Alex looked up to find Desmond there, his eyes red and puffy from crying last night.

"Not at all. Matter of fact." Alex said, holding up a case of bottled beer. Desmond took a bottle, popped off the cap, and drunk out of it. "Some shit eh?"

"Argh. You can say that again, I'm pissed off." Desmond chugged down another sip, glaring down at the table.

"Relatable." Alex groaned, a sigh escaping her lips as she drank from the beer bottle. "Lost a lot of shit and now I'm here..."

"Aren't we all?" Desmond replied, continuing to drink with. Their talking escalated, to the point where they began to chuckle. "Ah sheesh...What the hell are we doing?"

"I-I got no idea...B-But I'm having another beer..." Alex let out a set of hiccups, leaning down and grabbing another cold beer bottle.

"Hand me another." Desmond asked.

"Get it yourself, boy!" Alex laughed a bit.

"Boy?" Desmond gave a tiny grin. "I'll show you boy!" He cried out, reaching for the case, Alex laughing as she playfully fought with him over it.

"Miiiiine!"

"Naaaah!"

They tugged the beer case back and forward, drunken cackling sounding in their ears. Eventually, Desmond and Alex looked up at each other as their hands touched. Staring at each other for a few moments, they slowly leaned in.

Their lips touched...

Pulling away a bit, both gazed at each other. Alex giggled, she and Desmond kissed once more. Their hands began to roam around each other. Soon, Alex was carried upstairs by Desmond into a room. The kisses did not end, nor did the next few things that happened.

The next morning...

Desmond's Point of View.

My face was planted into a pillow of comfort. I slowly opened my eyes to find myself in my room, well, used to be mine and Caira's actually. I groaned as what seemed to be the incoming light hit my eyes. What the hell happened last night? I barely remember anything, just crying over the fact that my wife was dead and not in my arms, having a few drinks too. I felt something slightly move. Slowly turning over.

I found Alex right beside me!

My eyes widened. Shit! What the hell?! Then I looked down at myself, and what did I find? I had no clothes on! That's when I knew and figured.

I slept with Alex.

I slept with Alex! What the hell was I thinking?! My wife just died and I'm over here sleeping with her best friend aka sister figure?! I sat up so fast out of shock. Bad idea.

My head hurt like a bitch.

I grabbed my head with both heads and groaned flopping back into the pillows. I need an ibuprofen. Once the pain went away a bit, I decided to try and shake Alex awake. That's what I did, I placed my hand on her shoulder and began to shake her. "Alex! Alex! Wake up!" All she did was groan, snuggling further into the sheets and pillows. I sighed. "Alex! Come on! Wake up!"