Talex Fanfics

Chap 6 Rating: T Summary: Oh my goodness I haven't posted in FOREVERRRR. Please enjoy!! And I want feedback please! I feel like no ones reading these anymore...? **(Earlier in the day) "MOVE IT. COMING THROUGH. BEHIND BEHIND. WATCH OUT," the doctors say as they're all sprinting down the hall rolling Tobin. Tobin was pale, motionless, and had an oxygen mask around her face. She was never seen like this before. "ROOM 17 IS HERE," they say as they stop and turn right. 17. "I NEED AN IVY IN AND MACHINERY SET UP NOW," yells the head surgeon. The assistants do as they were told. "Check her pulse." "She's breathing, but not normally," "What do you mean?" "I feel 3 beats per second. Not 2." "Shit," the surgeon in charge mutters. "Doctor what would you like us to do now?" "WELL DON'T JUST STAND THERE, RUN TESTS! WE HAVE TO KNOW WHAT'S HAPPENING. FAST." Again, the assistants do as they were told and get to work, rolling Tobin and her ivy into room 13 for testing. 13. The doctors carefully lay Tobin down on the table and send her cold body through the MRI scanner for any physical injury. She comes back out. They draw her blood and put it in different labeled tubes, while she is on the ivy. They run a catscan and a series of other tests, then bring her back to her hospital room, room 17. She is stable, but has an irregular heartbeat. No one will know what's happening until the test results come back. **(Alex's POV) "BEEP BEEP. BEEP BEEP." "Ughhh." Alex slaps the top of the alarm clock to press snooze. 10 minutes later. "BEEP BEEP. BEEP BEEP." "Really!" Alex checks the time. 8:40. "Can't a girl ever get some sleep around here?" She sits up and flings her legs over the side of the bed. She hesitates for a second because she's alone in the room, then remembers what happened yesterday. She sighs. Another day. Another chance. She says this to herself everyone morning, meaning she will always have the chance to get better. She puts on her Adidas sweatpants and slides, throws on a comfy shirt, and ties her hair into a messy bun. She grabs her phone and room key then walks out the door. She turns around to make sure her door is closed then immediately hears a voice. "I'm sorry what?" Alex says as she turns around to see Ali with a cup of coffee, walking back to her hotel room. "I said, 'Hey Al, you going down for breakfast?'" "Oh. Uh. Yeah. Sorry I just woke up." "It's okay. They've got omelets, fruit, and muffins. It looks really good. I just went to get coffee and give Ash some more time to sleep--she had a rough sleep. Want to come in? I'm sure she won't mind," Ali says with a smile on her face. "Umm." Alex thinks deeply about this. I've been very lonely lately. I guess it would be nice to talk to someone for once. Plus I'm sure my teammates would want to talk to me downstairs. "Sure." "Okay, come right in." Ali slides her card in and waits for the light to turn green, then pushes the door open for her and Alex. They walk in to find Ashlyn snoring in her bed. "Hey Ash. Ash. It's time for breakfast." "Ughuggh. Really?" "Ashlyn Harris. Wake up. Or I'll make Alex do it." Ashlyn realizes that Alex is actually standing by the door looking at her now that Ali mentioned her name. Ashlyn immediately snaps up and gets herself together. "Oh Alex. Hi. How-how are you? Well I mean good morning. But. Uh. Why are you here? I mean. Uh. Not it a rude way at all. Nevermind. Scratch that. Um. I'm sorry you have to see me like this." Alex tries to hold back a smile, because Ali can't contain her laughter. "Ashlyn, you act like I've never roomed with you before. Is this going to be you in Orlando?" Embarrassed by her actions and relieved that Alex is more positive this morning, Ashlyn cautiously laughed while Ali explodes and is practically crying by now. "Ali, what is wrong you?" Ashlyn asks annoyedly. "I feel bad for Crystal when you guys go back to Washington," Alex teases. This time, the forward and keeper start laughing while the defender's laughter dies down. Ashlyn puts on a jacket and slides then ties her hair into a ponytail. The 3 gather themselves then walk to the elevator. They quietly wait while Alex hopes they don't run into someone on the elevator. Complete silence and awkwardness. The elevator beeps and the door opens slowly. Alex looks up from her phone to see someone in the elevator. "Crap," Alex whispers for only herself to hear.

Chapter 5 Rating: T Summary: Oh Alex. This chapter is really short sorry! This is a hard time for you right now. When will she see Tobin? When will she know what happened? Stay tuneddd ;) **The thoughts are in Alex's POV. (We're worried about you. What is that suppose to mean?) Alex ponders over this question that keeps coming back to her. (Do they not think I can look over myself? Do they trust me now? Does anyone trust me now? I know Tobin would, but then the situation wouldn't make sense. I'm scared. What if she's not okay? When can I see her? What happened to her?) Alex pauses. (I guess I should even be worried about myself. It's not their fault at all. They were just trying to look after me. They were being nice and sympathetic, just like any friend would do.) Alex looks at the tv and realizes she's missing the best part of the Bachelor. She tries her hardest to focus on that, and only that show. After the episode comes to a close, Alex shuts off the lights and pulls the covers over her. She faces the door and looks at the empty bed. Alex felt so alone. She couldn't sleep now. She checks her phone so see what's new on her Twitter. She tries to search @ussoccer_wnt but before she clicks enter, she notices what's trending: 2) Tobin Heath. Alex is trying her hardest to hold back, but her hand avoids her brain and taps it. She scrolls through, knowing it's too late to not see anything. "Breaking News: Famous soccer player Tobin Heath collapses during game." (Famous. Famous my ass. No one cared until today.) She kept scrolling. "What happened to Tobin??!? #shebelieves #prayfortobin" (Beats me. Because no one cares enough to find out. But at least this girl does.) Alex looks for about 5 minutes to gather as much as she could, then clicks the button on the right side of her iPhone 6. Alex sighs, looks at the empty bed, and whispers, "Goodnight Toby." She imagines what Tobin would say then closes her eyes and falls into a deep sleep. It was a long day.

Chap 4 Rating: T Summary: Here comes the consequences. If this were to happen in real life, and I were Alex, I would kill myself. But fortunately she won't. Promise :) **The thoughts are in Alex's POV. The final whistle blows and the teams go to the benches. The final score is 4-0. Carli scores one, Christen scores one, and Alex scores 2. The team starts to make their way to the locker room, but not before acknowledging the fans. All of a sudden the crowd shouts, "ALEX MORGAN," clap, clap, clap-clap-clap. "ALEX MORGAN." Alex looks around her. She knows the crowd is trying to make her feel better on her big day, but it's not working. She wants her best friend with her. They'd usually be goofing around and waving to the fans to celebrate their win. Now it doesn't feel right. She can't imagine what it would be like without Tobin in her life. (What happened? Why is she at the hospital? When can I see her? Will she be okay? Will she ever be my soccer partner? Will she ever play again?) As she gets deeper into her thoughts, she becomes nauseated. She try's to put on her best fake smile for her fans who think she's strong, yet she's crumbling on the inside. Her face becomes hot and wet. She realizes that she's now wiping tears off her face. It is too much for her and she runs to Sydney Leroux who's celebrating with Megan Rapinoe. Syd is one of her other good friends, but no one is as good a friend as Tobs. "Al, you okay?" All Alex answers with is, "No." Alex gives in and starts bawling her eyes out into Sydney's shoulder. "Oh Alex let's get out of here." The two leave the field and head to the locker room. The rest of the team looks at them leaving, then at each other. They know. And they don't mind. They know Alex and Tobin are usually inseparable. When the two go into the locker room, Alex leans against the wall, then sinks down, eventually squatting until she is sitting and covers her face with her hands. "Syd, I don't know what to do." Sydney has never seen Alex like this before. It's actually frightening her and doesn't know how to respond to that. "I'm really sorry Alex. I know she is so important to you. And with you moving to Orlando now, I know you're really going to miss her." Alex looks up to Sydney with swollen, red eyes and a splotchy, pale face. "Do you even know what happened?" "No Alex. I don't think anyone does. I don't think anyone was paying attention." The sound of that frustrates Alex to her limit. "NO ONE WAS PAYING ATTENTION?! DOES NO ONE CARE ABOUT HER? THEY DON'T NOTICE HER WHEN SHE'S HERE? ONLY WHEN SHE LEAVES? TOBIN IS ONE OF THE MOST UNDERRATED PLAYERS IN THE WORLD AND SHE DOESN'T DESERVE THIS. ALL EYES SHOULD'VE BEEN ON HER AND HER AMAZING CROSS." Now Alex is going to blow. She sighs before tears automatically come pouring down again. "If I had the chance,-" "No Alex I know what you're going to say-" "If I had the chance. I would switch places with her." "Alex don't say that." "But it's true!" "No. It was unfortunate that it happened at all and it shouldn't happen to either one of you." The locker room falls silent. They probably knew that the rest of the team heard their argument and were waiting for them to be done. Alex starts changing and packing her things up. Sydney walks outside to let the team in and warns everyone not to talk to Alex or about the subject at all. Soon the team starts filling the room quietly and doesn't say a word. Jill knows about the current situation and quickly sums up how the girls did. "I'm very proud of you girls. You stayed strong today. You were able to rack up the goals and earn a win. You focused on possession like I asked and it definitely let us control the speed of the game. Everyone can change and pack their things and meet us back on the bus so we can head down to the hotel. See you in a little bit." The whole time Jill was speaking, Alex wasn't paying attention. She focused on packing and minding her own business, but not in a rude way. A minute after Jill was done, Alex puts her bag on her shoulder and makes her way to the bus swiftly. She storms up the bus stairs and puts her Beats around her head. She gives into the music and prays that the bus ride won't be long, although she's the only player on the bus now. In the locker room, the team erupts with many questions to Sydney. She yells for the room to be quiet so she can explain while everyone finishes changing. "I know everyone's probably concerned with Alex. I know I would be. It's obviously involving Tobin. She's just very stressed out about what happened on the field because I really don't think anyone knows. It's bothering her that no one knows and she wants answers. I'm going to speak to the medical staff here so we can find out where Tobin is, so we can visit and sort this situation out. Just please, no one talk to her. Like at all. We took a while because she kinda flipped out on me, but it's totally understandable. She's probably sitting alone on the bus with sunglasses covering her face and listening to music, and she'll occasionally look at the seat next to her for Tobin to play cards with which will make her even more depressed. So that's all I know so far. Okay?" Impressed and understanding Sydney's speech, the team nods their heads "yes" and is thinking of Alex in this hard time. Everyone finishes and takes a few pictures for the win then starts walking to the bus. Syd was right, Alex was alone, with sunglasses, and listening to music. The team sits in their usual seats, completely leaving Alex alone, who wasn't moving and probably sleeping by now. Dawn takes attendance, making sure not to wake Alex, and the bus leaves. The ride took around an hour but luckily Alex slept through the whole trip. Sydney walks over and taps Alex on the shoulder hard enough for her to wake up. Alex pops up expecting to see Tobin in her seat but sees Sydney in it instead. A wave of sadness crosses her face, and Sydney can tell. "Hey Lex. We're at the hotel. Ready to get up?" "Sure." That was it. That's all she said. Alex helps herself up and grabs her stuff. She walks out where the team is and pretends to be busy on her phone. They get checked in and Alex finds out she's rooming with Tobin. "Oh great," she mutters under her breath for only Sydney to hear. "Do you want someone to stay with you?" "No, I'll be fine." "Alex, you're not fine-" "Yes, I am okay!" Sydney backs off and let's Alex go straight to the elevator after getting her room key. Alex dumps her bags on the floor and jumps on the bed. She lays still, flat on her back for what feels like an hour but is really 5 minutes. She wishes all of her thoughts would vanish and the day could start over. But, that can't happen. A bad idea comes to Alex's head. (Go on the Internet and see what it says happened to Tobin. Will anyone have it on video? Does anyone have an explanation? Do I actually want to do this?) She figures it would hurt her more than help. Even though she is really curious and has to find out, Alex is smart and can control herself. Instead she turns on the tv and starts watching the Bachelor. It's a show that can serve her inner-singleness needs. She winds up watching for around a half hour before someone knocks on her door. She opens it to find Ali and Ashlyn. "Hey Lex. How's it going?" Ali says to try to lighten the mood. "Okay." There's a small moment of silence. "Hey so listen, we're going out for some frozen yogurt since we didn't have a real dinner tonight. Do you wanna come? It's just the two of us," Ashlyn asks. "Thanks but I'm just gonna stay here." "You sure?" Ashlyn peeks in, "There's always the Bachelor on demand?" Alex tries not to crack a smile which is hard since the statement was so true. "Yeah I'm sure. I'm thinking about going to sleep after it. But thank you." "Okay. Whatever you say," Ali replies. "Oh and just so you know, we're next door to you. So if you need anything-" "Anything at all," Ashlyn picks up from the middle of Ali's sentence. "We're here for you Alex." "Thanks guys. I appreciate it." "Okay. Stay positive Lex. We're worried about you." "Don't worry about me. I'll be okay." "Okay, well goodnight?" Ashlyn jokes. "Hurry the show's back on!" Ali and Ashlyn smile then Alex closes the door. (We're worried about you.)

~Chapter 3~ Rating: T Summary: Tbh this is really short but it's getting juicier..... ;) Does anyone know what happened to Tobin? Will anyone ever know? DUN DUN DUNNNN. What do you think so far?? Pleeeease share :) **3rd person P.O.V. Thinking that it wasn't something serious, the medical staff didn't come out until they heard Alex. They sprint on the field and tend to Tobin. The stretcher immediately comes on the field and everyone in the stands and both teams benches become uncomfortable with the situation. The team of trainers and helpers carefully lift Tobin onto the stretcher while someone else is on the phone. Ambulance sounds are very close and makes Alex start panicking even more that it's something really serious. There's much commotion between the staff, but even through everything, Alex is still clutching Tobin's hand, hoping that she'll wake. But she doesn't. The staff starts rolling her to where the ambulance must be and Alex can't seem to let go. "IF TOBIN GOES, SO DO I." "Alex," Jill says in a consoling voice,"Tobin is okay, she-" "HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT!" Alex is on the verge of tears. Jill sighs. "I don't. But I do know that she wants you to enjoy your day and play for her." Unfortunately Alex knows it's true. She would want me to finish the game. Even score another goal for her. Alex lets go and the trainers roll passed her, with a motionless Tobin on the stretcher. She walks slowly to the bench where her teammates are. Suddenly, the crowd errupts.  "TOBIN-HEATH," clap, clap, clap-clap-clap. "TOBIN HEATH." They continue to do this for a couple of minutes, until the game resumes. The fans were actually appreciating one of the most underrated players in the world. Alex knew this and wished she got more recognition. The fact that the fans love her made Alex's heart happy. She wished her best friend was here to see it. In the 88th minute, Alex scores again. She had been more focused than ever the rest of this game. After she scores, she runs over to the camera broadcasting the game and blows a kiss out into the air. She'd hope Tobin would see it and know it was for her. The crowd goes nuts. It was one of the craziest games of both players lives.

Alex’s deep, raspy voice never sounded raspier and filled with tears then it did when she screamed, “SHE NEEDS HELP NOW.”

It’s a regular gameday. Tobin always gets these same butterflies in her stomach before every game. But why does today feel different? Every other day she never thinks about it this much. She always has to be cool, calm, and collected Tobin. At least that’s what her reputation is about. Tobin Powell Heath. You are the “Nutmeg Queen”, you never get this nervous about anything, you have an amazing best friend that you get to play on the same team with. You have a great life. Stop freaking out. She acts like it works and quickly walks out of the bathroom and into the locker room where the rest of the USWNT are getting ready for their game. She looks around her. You are so lucky. You have so many amazing friends here with you. And look at that cutie over there. There in the corner, four lockers away, stands Alex Morgan tying her pink prewrap together as her head band, every pregame ritual. Looking at her always made Tobin feel calmer. She felt like she could do anything when she looked into her big blue eyes and took in the scent of Bath and Body Works. Alex Morgan was magical and she had always loved her. The only thing holding Tobin back was that Alex never felt that way about her. Today was Alex’s 100 cap, which was an incredibly big milestone in any soccer player’s career. Tobin was so happy for Alex and even asked her friends to make her an awesome drawing to post on social media. She wanted to make Alex feel so special today. Tobin recently got her 100th cap and she was so blessed to have gotten so much support from her teammates and wanted Alex to feel the same way. Tobin fastens her ponytail and puts her socks on. She always likes them low. High socks bothered her and were always uncomfortable. She put on her recently new cleats that she knew would get dirty after today. Today was actually a really important game vs. the Republic of Ireland. Coach Jill and her staff were just about to make cuts for the 20-player Olympic roster and if new players needed to show off, now was the time. Tobin couldn’t let the newbies take her spot on the team. But she knew it was still not the reason why she had a weird feeling about the day. “Hey Tobs. Ready to kick ass today?” Alex asked as she approached Tobin. “Definitely Lex. Ready for your big day?” Tobin replied. “It feels surreal. I can’t believe this is the 100th game I’ve played with this jersey on. I’m so thankful for this team, and you Tobin.” Tobin tried her hardest not to let the red escape to her cheeks but she couldn’t help it. “Stop it you’re making me blush,” Tobin teased. They both laughed and Tobin could feel the sparks fly between them, but after their interaction, Alex walked away as if nothing happened. Tobin zipped up her white jacket and admired the third new star on it. Look at that star. You helped get that star. You scored in the World Cup Final for goodness sakes! Stop getting these stupid butterflies before every game! Thinking about previous games that she did well in made Tobin feel better. She tried not to think about her nerves as she finished getting ready. “Hey Tobs, you okay?” asked Kelley. “You seem a little off today. Is everything alright?” Tobin hesitantly replied, “Um..yeah. Just the usual pregame nerves. I’ll be fine as soon as I step on the pitch.” “Alright, whatever you say Toby.” “You know I hate when you call me that,” retorted Tobin. “I know!” Kelley chuckled. Tobin walked into the line that the team gets into before every game. She always loved to look into the little girls’ eyes that held the players’ hands while they walked onto the pitch. It reminded her of when she was a young soccer player trying to become as good as her role models. She took her little girl’s hand and crouched down to her. “What’s your name?” Tobin asked the amazed little girl. “Um-uh. My name. My name is Alexandra.” Tobin’s heart melted at the sound of that. “My best friend’s name is Alexandra. She’s right over there.” They both looked over to where Tobin pointed to find Alex talking to her little girl. They smiled to each other and started walking forward towards the field. As soon as Hope steps out on the grass, the crowd erupts. Hope turns around and sticks her hands out for each player to slap as they line up next to each other. Now was Alex’s time: the 100th cap ceremony. She received her jersey while the crowd was going crazy. Her family came onto the field and they got a few pictures. Nothing extremely fancy occurred because everyone was so focused for the game. Now it was time. The national anthems played and the teams got together by their benches. New team captains, Becky and Carli, including help from Alex who is wearing the armband today, give the US team an encouraging pep talk before the team screams “USA!” The starting lineup, including Tobin and Alex, takes the field while the substitutes put on their pennies. The whistle blows and Ireland starts the kickoff. Tobin’s stomach is still turning.