Alice and FP we're finally openly together. After Alice and Charles had taken down the farm, The two lovebirds reconnected and promised each other that they were in it for the long run.
Alice was just finishing up work at the register when she thought about Fred. She had just gotten back a little over a week ago and has been putting it off. She didn't know what she'd do seeing his name on that gravestone. But something in her today made her want to go see him.
She placed some files in drawers and drove to the graveyard. She slowly got out of her car, scanning them all until she found his. It was so beautiful. Tears sprung to her eyes and she let them fall as she placed her hand on his gravestone and smiled softly.
"I miss you Fredrick." She let out a choked laughed remember how he hated being called that.
She stayed there silently for a few minutes before she decided to head back to her car, but the name on another gravestone caught her eye... Hal Cooper.
She made her way towards his, seeing how it had been vandalized. Her head was pounding with things he had said to her and horrible memories shared between the two.
"I'll make an appointment with a doctor so you can fix your mistake."
"Shut the hell up Alice, for once in your life."
"I made you Alice, I can take this all away."
"You're nothing but a price of trash from the south side without me, don't forget that."
She placed her shaking hand on her neck, remembering the feeling of his hands gripping firmly around her neck. Remembering looking into his eyes and seeing nothing but darkness.
Tears start to stream down her face with all the memories racing through her mind. Something takes over her and next thing she knows she's uncontrollably sobbing, hitting the gravestone with all the power she's got. Ripping apart the grass from around it while she let out screams of sadness.
Alice wasn't the only one who wanted to visit Fred that day. FP had decided to go and have a talk with him, like he always did. Even though Fred couldn't respond, FP always felt more comfortable sharing things with him.
He didn't even get to make it to his best friends gravestone once he sees a blonde woman completely distraught, hitting the gravestone. He'd know the back of her head anywheres. He quickly runs over to her and wraps her up in his arms to get her to stop hitting the gravestone.
She's hesitant at first, but when she smells his cologne she knows it's FP.
"Hey hey hey, shhh shhh, you're okay, you're okay." He repeats embracing her tightly, drawing circles along her lower back.
He doesn't even understand why Alice would be having a breakdown over here, that is until he saw the name on the gravestone they were in-front of.
He sighs then places a kiss on her head while her cries start to deescalate.
"Wanna go home now?" He asks her in a whisper and she nods slowly.
He carefully makes her get up and that's when he finally gets a good look at her. Her eyes were red and puffy, her mascara was running down her face and her nose was running. She clutched his arm as he held her as close as he could and they slowly made their way back to FP's truck, leaving Alice's car there to go get in later.
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They had gotten home and went straight up to their bedroom, not saying a word. She's hesitant to look at the spot where she nearly died with her ex husbands hands around her neck but she does and a new set of tears free themselves.
FP is quick to noticed and pulls her into another embrace, not knowing how he's going to get Alice through this.
"Come on Al, how about you go lay down." He tells her bringing her up the stairs with him.
They reach the bedroom and he makes Alice lay down on their bed and he sits beside her, running his hands through her blonde curls. She shuts her eyes and tries to enjoy his touch.
"Do you need anything?" He asks in a whisper hoping not to disturb her.
"Just hold me, please." She tells him, her voice thick with emotion.
He swiftly changes positions so she's wrapped up in his arms with her back facing him. He buries his head in the crook of her neck placing a few kisses there.
"You wanna talk about it, Al?" He asks her calmly, hoping he's not pushing it.
She slowly nods her head yes but doesn't know what to say. She sighs loudly before digging her fingernails into her palms.
He notices and quickly takes ahold of her hands in his, placing kisses on her knuckles which she sadly smiles at.
"I just- I don't even know what took over me." She explains and he nods.
"Seeing his name on that gravestone just- just made me relive everything and my-my head was pounding, my-my heart was racing, my-my hands were-were shaking and I-I-I didn't know what to do anymore." She says softly as a few tears escape her eyes.
"I'm sorry baby, I'm so sorry. But you're safe now, he's gone." He reassures her kissing her temple.
"It's not just that." FP frowns.
"It's the fact that I was sleeping next to him while he was probably thinking of ways to murder me." She lets out in a choked sob.
"Al-"
"Or-or-or ways to torture the girls or to kill them too."
"Alice-"
"Or-or-or-or ways to make my life a living hell." She cries, she cries hard.
FP sighs and embraces her even tighter if possible. He keeps placing kisses in her hair, in hopes of it calming her down.
She turns around to face him with an expression he has never seen before. She looked so broken, so lost.
"I'm sorry." She chokes out caressing his beard.
"There's nothing you need to be sorry for." He tells her confusingly as to what she could be apologizing for.
"I'm so messed up, he messed me up." She shakes her head closing her eyes, hoping all of her emotions would just melt away.
"Aren't we all?"
"I'm damaged goods, FP."
"Don't day that, don't ever say that. You're perfect, to me. You're everything I want. You're Alice smith. You took down a cult, you brought three beautiful babies into this world, you give me more love than anyone ever has. You're beautiful Al, you're amazing." He tells her wiping her freshly fallen tears away.
"You really mean that?" She sniffles and he smiles.
"Of course I do." He tells her.
She pulls him into a passionate kiss, letting out a moan of pleasure when he deepens it. They both pull away needing air, resting their foreheads together, brushing their noses together.
"Thank you." She tells him in a faint whisper.
"I won't make you feel like he did Alice, I won't ever do that to you." He promises her and she slightly smiles.
"I love you, FP." She admits shyly and he can't help the grin forming on his face.
"And I love you, Alice. So much. So so much." He tells her, kissing her softly which she melts into.
