74. Chapter 74

It doesn’t matter who it is. It doesn’t matter where they are, and it doesn’t matter how drunk they all are.

Alex does not tolerate anyone touching Maggie without her consent. Anyone. At all.

When other people have zero tolerance for something, they might snap at someone. They might yell, they might call someone out publicly.

When Alex Danvers has zero tolerance for something? She breaks bones.

So when the newcomer to the bar looks like he wants to touch Maggie’s ass as she bends over the pool table to line up her next shot, Alex immediately has his arm pinned behind his back, his head slammed onto the table behind them.

“What the hell, Danvers?” Maggie wants to know, her back stiff and her hand hovering at her waistband for her gun, in case Alex needs anything, in case the worst is happening and it’s going to be the massacre all over again.

“He tried to touch your ass, Maggie, and I just – “ She twists his arm tighter and slams his head back down into the table for emphasis – “needed him to know that’s unacceptable.”

M’gann is frozen at the bar, tap dripping over her still fingers, and the entire bar stares. Maggie flushes and Maggie tries to hide a smile and Maggie touches the small of Alex’s back lightly.

“I think he’s learned his lesson, babe. Maybe don’t dislocate his shoulder; we’re not trying to leave M’gann with a lot of paperwork, yeah?”

Alex swallows and shoves the guy onto the ground before glancing around the bar and holding up her hands mildly.

“Anyone have something to say?”

Eyes are immediately averted and chatter immediately begins again and M’gann realizes how much beer she’s been spilling as she chuckles to herself and grabs a towel.

“You okay?” Alex asks Maggie, and Maggie just grabs her, and Maggie just kisses her until she can’t breathe.

“What uh… what was that for? Not that I’m… complaining.”

“No one’s ever… I stand up for people. People don’t… stand up for me.”

Alex’s heart breaks and she runs her fingers through Maggie’s hair, shaking her head slightly. “Well, now they do. Get used to it, Sawyer.”