I suggest you read Wings of Gray before you try reading this, otherwise you wont get most of what's going on. Enjoy :)
I hope this satisfies everyone's burning need for a happily ever after, and I hope this also helps people see what would happen IF Alex hadn't ended up the way he did at the end of Wings of Gray.
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Alex tried to sit up as Mike came in carrying a tray of food, toast in his mouth.
"You know, I think I'm healthy enough to go eat breakfast downstairs with you guys." Alex smiled.
"I'm not risking it, let me baby you while I can." Mike said, around his mouth full of Alex's toast. "Now drink your milk." He took a bite from the toast and put the rest down on the tray.
"I don't like milk." Alex frowned.
"To bad, drink it." Mike smiled and left the room.
It was a month ago that Alex had been shot. Randall had missed. He was aiming for Alex's chest, meaning to kill, but instead hit his shoulder. His right shoulder was shattered and it took a team of surgeons to repair it. He had been released from the hospital two days ago, and had come home to Mike's warm parents, and Mikes warmer bed. He had physical therapy in a few months, and the doctors said it would be another three to four months before he would be able to lose the sling. They thought he would get full use of his arm back. It was a miracle. Randall had been arrested and this time Alex didn't hesitate pressing charges. He wouldn't be leaving prison for a long time, since he was over eighteen.
Alex shifted in the bed again, trying to get comfortable, when Mike came in and rolled his eyes. He grabbed Alex around the waist and helped lift him up, adjusting so his wings would be comfortable in the bed.
"Thank you." Alex smiled.
"Of course, baby." Mike smiled and kissed his lips firmly. Mike had been a wreck when he found out what happened. He was pulled from school for a month to watch over Alex. His parents tried to convince him to go back, but he would leave in the middle of first period to come watch over Alex. He wasn't sleeping well, and would watch Alex like the hawk he was paired with.
"You should get some rest, you didn't go to bed last night."
"How did you know that?" Mike frowned.
"I know." Alex smiled.
"I'm fine. Besides, I have laundry to do and your bandage needs to be changed, and-"
"Mike. Get some sleep. All that can wait. Don't make me worry about you." Alex smiled and stroked Mikes face. Mike sighed and kissed Alex again.
"Scoot over?" He gave a sheepish smile. Alex laughed and tried to slide over, with the help of Mike. Mike climbed into bed and curled up next to Alex.
"Are you okay?" Mike asked.
"I'm fine, Mike. Stop treating me like a porcelain doll." He laughed.
"I just worry."
"I know you do." Alex kissed him. "I worry about you too." Alex lifted his left arm and wrapped it around Mike's shoulders.
"I love you, Alex." Mike said.
"I love you, too." Alex cooed.
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Alex rolled his shoulder as it was removed from the sling. It was painful, and stiff. He grunted and put a hand over his shoulder.
"Physical therapy should help with all of that." The doctor said. He felt Alex's shoulder gently, feeling for anything amiss.
"So he'll have full use of his arm?"
"He should." The doctor nodded. Mike smiled and hugged Alex tightly. Alex spread his wings and wrapped them around Mike's shoulders. Mike loved the feeling of Alex's soft wings. He rubbed his face in the soft feathers and smiled.
"You'll start Physical therapy on Monday." The doctor wrote down the time and Alex accepted it.
"How about some celebratory Chinese food?" Mike smiled. Alex nodded excitedly and the family walked out of the hospital. They were walking down the street to their favorite Chinese food place, when they saw a familiar face.
"Ethan..." Mike glared, and Alex could see the anger in his eyes.
"Mike. Don't." Alex stood in front of him.
"That asshole." Mike stepped towards Ethan."
"Mike, don't do anything stupid." Alex begged.
"He's out here shopping while you're getting out of the hospital!?" Mike was almost shouting. Mike moved past Alex and walked up to Ethan who hadn't even noticed them yet. When Mike was only a few feet away, Ethan looked up.
"Mike..." His eyes got wide before he was met with Mike's fist in his mouth. He fell back, mouth bleeding.
"Mike! Stop it!" Alex stood in front of Mike again.
"Move, Alex." Mike said, eyes focused only on Ethan.
"No." Alex said softly.
"I said move!" Mike turned to him and shouted.
"And I said no!" Alex yelled louder. Mike stopped and looked at him with pained eyes.
"He tried to take you away from me." Mike's jaw shook before he looked down and tears started falling from his eyes. "They both tried to take you away from me. And they almost did." Mike sobbed. Ethan stared up at them as Alex held Mike's head to his chest. "God, Alex. I almost lost you." Mike cried. "I was so close to losing you!" He sobbed. Alex brought his face up and wiped his tears away with his wing.
"But you didn't." Alex said softly. "And beating Ethan up isn't going to help. The only thing it will do is make you exactly like him." Alex said. Mike nodded. He stood up straight and looked over at Ethan.
"You're a horrible human being. I don't think you even have the right to be called human." Mike said, simply. "If you ever come near us again, even if it's by accident. You better pray Alex is there to stop me." Mike said in a cold whisper. Ethan nodded quickly and watched them walk away.
"I'm proud of you. It takes a strong man to beat the crap out of somebody. It takes a better man to not." Alex stood on his tip toes and kissed Mike's jaw. Mike hugged him to his side, careful of his injured shoulder, and rubbed his head in his hair.Grateful for what he still had.
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Christmas was coming up. Alex had spent the afternoon hanging up decorations with Mike and his family, though with his injured shoulder he stuck to decorating the tree with Mike's mother. He sat down once the tree was done and rubbed his sore shoulder tenderly.
"You okay?" Mike asked, sitting behind him on the couch and giving him a massage.
"Yeah, that feels better. You're the best." Alex leaned his head back on Mike's chest.
"I know. You can pay me back in Christmas gifts." Mike kissed his temple, making Alex giggle.
"What do you want for Christmas?" Alex asked.
"It's no fun if I tell you." Mike smiled. "But you haven't gotten me something yet?" He added.
"No, it's not like you've gotten me anything." Alex rolled his eyes.
"Yes I have." Mike said. Alex turned around so fast he could have given himself whiplash.
"What?" He said, worry scribbled all over his face.
"I've already gotten you your Christmas presents." Mike shrugged.
"But I don't even know what I'm going to get you! And Christmas is only a week away!" Alex stood up, and grabbed his keys.
"I need to go shopping!" He was headed out the door.
"Wait, driving will only hurt your shoulder." Mike chased after him.
"You cant come with me! You'll see what I'm getting you!" Alex said, though he had no idea what he was going to get Mike.
"I'll go with you, Alex." Mike's mother smiled and put on her shoes.
"Thank you mom." Mike kissed her. She smiled and nodded and followed Alex out the door.
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Alex sipped a bottle of water as Mike's mother drove.
"So what are you going to get him?" She asked.
"I have no idea." Alex admitted.
"Has he mentioned anything that he wants?"
"Nothing. All he does is worry about me." Alex laughed.
"He's definitely a worrier. He gets that from his father." She winked at Alex.
"Do you have any ideas?" Alex asked.
"Hm...Well, get him a nice watch or something." She suggested.
"He doesn't like watches. Besides, he always has his phone with him." Alex shrugged.
"Go to a sex shop and get something for both of you." She said. Alex coughed and spit water everywhere. He choked for awhile until he finally caught his breath. All the coughing hurt his shoulder.
"What!?" He shouted, looking at her like he was insane.
"Oh come on, Alex. Don't you think I know what goes on behind closed doors. I do have a son, you know." She smiled at him.
"What is wrong with your generation." Alex laughed.