Heavens On Fire

Drunk And Reckless

Half an hour passed before the limo arrived at the hotel. Alex was still drunk and Gene no longer felt the slight buzz he had before. Alex was lightly snoring, her head in Gene's lap as they pulled to a stop.

"Hey, hun, we're here. Get up."

Alex lightly stirred and shifted, lifting her head from Gene's lap.

"Hm?"

"We're at the hotel, let's get inside and go to bed."

Gene placed his hand on the small of Alex's back and led her into the lobby where a man sat at the front desk.

"Name?"

"Simmons. Which one is Paul Stanley's room?"

"435, yours is 437. Here's your room key. Have a nice night."

"Thanks, you too."

Gene continued escorting Alex to the elevator. He pressed the top floor and they began to ascend.

"Gene?"

"Yes love?"

"Why did you ask which room Paul was in?"

"We're gonna knock on his door and see if he's there so you can sleep with him instead."

"Oh. Ok."

The doors opened and they walked to Paul's room. Gene knocked persistently, waiting for an answer. Come on Paul. I'm not sure I can keep up this whole self control bullshit if she's sleeping next to me. Gene knocked again when no answer came. He sighed after a few minutes had passed.

"Alright, you're bunking with me tonight Kitten. Hope you don't mind."

Alex shook her head.

"I don't mind. As long as you keep your hands to yourself."

Gene scoffed.

"Like you have room to talk."

Alex laughed as Gene opened the door to his room. Alex stumbled in and barely made it to the bed before she collapsed. She let out a loud laugh and snorted. Gene chuckled at the sight. How could she still be just as drunk as when they left the bar? She was such a light weight.

"Hey, at least take your shoes off."

Alex moved her feet a bit in an effort to take her shoes off. To no avail she failed. All of a sudden she jumped up. Gene jumped back, shocked at her sudden movement.

"Where's Demon?!"

She looked around wildly.

"Calm down, he's with Paul. He let me know that Demon wouldn't leave his side."

Alex let out a breath and fell backwards on the bed.

"Cool. Goodnight."

She still had yet to successfully take her shoes off. Gene rolled his eyes and walked over, untying her shoes and slipping them off of her feet.

"I want to shower. I'm sweaty and gross."

Alex sat up and took her hair out of the ponytail she had put it in earlier.

"How about a bath and I supervise you so you don't fucking drown."

Alex let out a groan.

"You just want to see me naked."

"No actually, it's my job to take care of you and I don't plan on letting you drown in a bathtub in my room. Paul gets on my ass for a lot of shit. He'd fucking kill me if I let anything happen to you on my watch."