Title: Coming to Terms
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A/N: Who here actually knows how to break into a vault? If there is a better way let me know. Not that I would use that knowledge for my own personal advantage. Haha. I know that's not really funny. No one actually reads these though, right?
'Exactly how many times had Max told him to ask for her help before he got himself into situations like this?' This is what he though as he hung fifty feet above the laser protected floor of a bank vault. 'He could have asked for her help with the heist, but what would be the fun in that? Then he would have to split the money and of course he would've had to ask her. Not that this would've mattered anyways.' Alec knew that Max only preached good ethics to save face in front of Logan.
Why was he thinking about this now. Right now he had more important matters to attend to. Namely the fact that his life was literally hanging by a thread. A very thin and unsteady thread when you added in the fact that it was supporting all of the 178 pounds that had not too long ago descended it. What to do now he asked himself. He could take his chances and climb back up the rope, leaving the heist for another night. Who was he kidding. He decided then and there that he would complete what he had set out to do: steal a lot of money. Money he wouldn't have to share with Max. Hell he wouldn't even tell Max. He knew what would happen if he did. He'd get lectured. And while Max was a hell of a lot more attractive than the drill sergeants back at Manticore, he still didn't like people telling him what to do.
Letting one hand drop from the iron clad grip he held on the rope, Alec reached around his belt and unclipped a pocket mirror that he had attached to a metal dowel. He lowered the mirror a couple feet, effectively blocking the laser. After fastening the dowel to the wall, Alec began to lower himself the final feet to his prize. 'And what a well deserved prize at that' he thought to himself.
Using his feline reflexes, he landed gracefully on the vault floor, knees crouched underneath to shield himself from any unwanted resistance. Any light in the vault had been lost when he had covered the lasers, but that didn't bother Alec. His night vision kicked in automatically as he set to work on the safe. Pressing his ear against the steel enforced door, he listened to the tumblers inside the safe as he worked the combination. A couple seconds later and 'voila' he thought to himself, as the safe door slid open.
Alec quickly set to work in relieving the richer half of Seattle of some of their clearly unwanted possessions. 'People didn't put things they liked or needed in a dark and desolate bank vault. Maybe that's what he could tell Max, as she would inevitably find out what he had done.' Why did she care so much anyways he wondered. It's not like a year and a half ago she hadn't been doing the exact same things. Hell she had had ten years in the world to have her fun, and here she was demanding him to be right and proper after a few measly months on the outside. Well damned if I'm gonna let her spoil my fun.' And with that he stuffed whatever else he could fit into his backpack, jumped to grab a hold of his rope and quickly began to climb to safety. Making sure to grab the mirror on the way out, he was sure he would be free and clear, from the nice people at Seattle Savings and Loan at least. A very pissed off and sometimes very hot transgenic female, on the other hand, he had yet to deal with.
A/N: Alright people. Please leave me some reviews as this is my first venture into the Fan Fiction Universe. Let me know what you think, and if you like it, I'll get you some more. If you don't like it, I'll still get you some more because I have that much spare time on my hands. Nonetheless, give me some lovin'.