#iamacroft

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"Hi."

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"Your usefulness has come to an end. I'm sorry but I did warn you about me..."

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Note: This is dedicated to one of my friends who ships ‘Larex’ and introduced me to the song ‘The light behind your eyes’ by My Chemical Romance. So I figured I would write something for the ship and though it is angst, it does support their rocky lives before the Death of Alex Mercer at the hands of Heller.

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Lara Croft waited impatiently on the sofa in the living room of Mercer’s condo, fingers nervously battling the others as she stared at the mahogany doors that he should be coming through any second. It’s been four hours since Alex Mercer left to go finish off his rival, James Heller. Shouldn’t he be back by now? As strong as he was it shouldn’t take this damn long to finish the guy off right? The more the explorer thought about the past few days with the virus, the more she started piecing things together that truly began to horrify her.

»»Two Day Earlier««

"You remember what I told you about Rio? The password for the samples I have stored and the location?" Alex questioned one night as she took a seat on the sofa beside him. Lara threw him a sideways glance at the sudden question but she didn’t hesitate on nodding her head, not wanting him to become upset with explaining himself over and over.

"Why do I need to know where your samples are? You said we would go to Rio toge—"

"I say a lot of things, Lara. Does not mean it will work out the way I planned." He stated interrupting her before she could finish. Normally, Alex would let her finish before scolding her on tomfoolery or a mistake. But tonight he seemed to be on edge and his eyes weren’t that beautiful blue; no, they were a ripe crimson and his scowl was etched on his visage permanently.

The night kept getting more and more uncomfortable and odd with his vagabonding around the house. He was unlocking doors, putting away files and erasing everything off his computer. It’s as if he was…leaving soon.

Lara peeked into his office, her nervousness wearing off as soon as she saw his face and tangled black curls. Finally he spoke up, voice heavy and full of genuine curiosity. “You never told me why you choose to stay around me..why you put up with me and my profession?” The woman swallowed thickly, hands balling into fists before relaxing.

"I guess the talk over Flower Crowns made me realize how kind you could really be. But when you saved me and let me stay with you, I began falling in love with you. Actually, I don’t know what I’d do without you." She admitted sheepishly. At this point she doesn’t see him visibly flinch at the ending or how his eyes widen for a brief second.

She doesn’t even know how close the darkness is…

»»One Day Earlier««

"You’re awfully quiet." She said stepping into the room and spotting the silhouette stretched out on the window seat as he looked out over the blood red city. Alex snorted and looked over to her with one hand held out.

"Sit with me?"

He didn’t have to ask twice as the vixen danced across the floor and took his algid facet, allowing him to pull her into his chest and securing her with haphazard limbs. She leans back into his frame and joins his surveying on this night. But she knows something isn’t right with this picture—the way he is allowing her to be this close, nose pressed into her shoulder and cyan tinctures calm and relaxed.

"—alright, what’s going on?"

"Don’t start interrogating me.."

A very long pause before, “you never told me what you find intriguing about me, Alex.”

He scoffed and a rare smile formed in the darkness of the room. So much for a quiet night. A thoughtful hum pushed past his lips before he slanted his eyes over at her, hands squeezing hers. “I love the light behind your eyes. It’s beautiful and it will aid me in more ways than one.”

And he moves her so he can properly infect her, so she can carry on his life long project. Alex pressed his mouth over her own and pushed against her roughly so his tongue could push her teeth apart and allow him entrance. She complies too, fisting his hair as her oral appendage dances with his own and saliva is shared.

That’s all he needs to create a carrier. The mother of his new world.

»»Present Day««

Twas now, Lara figures out his meaning for everything he’s done. And everything he will never be able to do. He loved her in his own way as she did him—which brought tears to her umber hues and a strong shudder when she stood. Pushing back the curtains, the sun was rising over New York to start a new day.

And she knows Alex Mercer is gone.

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“Enamor Me” [[I couldn't help it]]

Valentine's day is today and Alex hasn't said a word to the explorer. He's quiet, bouncing around the condo with inhuman speed and carrying boxes of things she can't quite get a glimpse of.

And it is now that she begins to pack her things while the virus is preparing a special treat for the woman who has his undivided attention. Alex has the dining room fixed up with candles and rose petals (tips off of Google because he has no clue what romance is) scattered along the oak wood with a few boxes of chocolate placed in the center. In the stove is a ham and already prepared is the mashed potatoes and macaroni and cheese, finished with a carrot cake.

Thump thump thump.

That's the sound of Lara's suitcase coming down the stairs and she is suddenly grabbed hard by the forearm. She tries to jerk free but he tugs her towards the dining room.

"Let me go, Alex!"

"Shut up.."

"..."

Finally she is in the sight of the surprise and the Virus lets her go to pluck a bouquet of blue roses up and hold them out to her. He doesn't talk but he can tell that Lara is happy. Instead of taking them, she is slamming against him with arms locked around his waist.

"Thank you, Alex."

The virus frowns before he hesitantly wraps one arm lightly around her.

"...yeah."