1. My screwed social life can wait
Diclaimer:I can dream right?... None of the characters from the show are mine and any characters that you havent heard of are, you know the dealio. I've a whole load of fics, so if something sounds like a tiny bit like something you've read then it's a coincedence, but if it sounds too much like it then sorry and please tell me.
A/N: Please bear with me this is my first fic so it might take a while for me to update... Hey there are only so many hours in lesson time. Please review even if you like it or hate it but say why.
Summary: This takes place straight after season Freak Nation. So it's just my season 3 how I'd want it... sort of. Anyways this is gonna be M/L eventually :D
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"Now look what you've done" his hand tightened around mine as I watched the flag being blown. Not just any flag *our* flag. It symbloised everythin in our past. present ane hopefully our future.
//'Cause we gonna need a flag when our transhuman drill team is marching down 5th Avenue in the St. Paddy's Day Parade'// I think I might just take Luke up on that.
"Ya know we're gonna need a national anthem too", Alec muttered beside us, still staring transfixed at the flag "I'm sure some of us has some mockingbird DNA or something" he looked to Logan who smiled back. I noticed it wan't a smile at his remark but more of an unspoken understanding between the two.
"Come on people, let's see what we can rustle up from military rations" I shouted to everyone, not making a move myself.
"See ya in the mess hall" Alec muttered as he walked away.
We were left alone and as Logan started to move I tugged his hand back.
"We have to talk" I started. Why does everything hard I have to say to him always start with these words? Or is that just me?
"I know"
"You do?" I asked incredulously. Well what did you expect girl, the man ain't stupid
"Yeah and it's okay, I know that this doesn't change anything", he indicated our holding hands "I mean, I know you're with - Alec" I could see he tried to hide his distaste for the word, but failed. "It doesn't matter" he turned away and unlocked his hand from mine.
Guess he is stupid I couldn't help thinking. I felt terrible. I wanted to pull him back and tell him it wasn't true, that I wanted to be with him not Alec, but the words just died in my throat as I watched (in slow motion it seemed) walk away from me. I kept trying to tell myself that it was for his own good but I couldn't stop myself as I ran up to him, wanting to tell him the truth once and for all, not caring if he hated me, I knew it was selfish. I knew that there was a chance he would forgive me and we'd become proper friends again, get that close that I could kill him but I didn't care. I got as close as I dared before he turned to me.
"Max, don't" his voice was low and painful, he looked down as he said it, as if he couldn't look at me. There was an odd pain in my chest as I watched him try to get the words out.
"But-" I had to explain to him... to make him see
"Please Max, I always got your back, but", he swallowed.
"But?" he smiled at me and for a second, relief washed over me, but it didn't last for long as a sober look appeared in his eyes as he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything more as Mole came running out to us. When he reached us he eyed Logan with distaste but all he did was sigh and put his hands on his hips.
"There a problem?" I couldn't help but sound angry at him.
"Yeah" he seemed unperturbed by my outburst.
"Well" I nearly shouted at him.
"Couple of protestors are trying to get in, we're running low on supplies, no clean water", and he paused "and I need more cigars"
It was my turn to sigh at him, I gave Logan a 'we'll finish this later' look but he looked like he didn't get the message.
"Okay" I muttered moodily and walked inside with Mole, I noticed Logan didn't walk in with me but I had to push those matters far away from my mind. My screwed social life can wait until I've saved our own lil nation.
Diclaimer:I can dream right?... None of the characters from the show are mine and any characters that you havent heard of are, you know the dealio. I've a whole load of fics, so if something sounds like a tiny bit like something you've read then it's a coincedence, but if it sounds too much like it then sorry and please tell me.
A/N: Please bear with me this is my first fic so it might take a while for me to update... Hey there are only so many hours in lesson time. Please review even if you like it or hate it but say why.
Summary: This takes place straight after season Freak Nation. So it's just my season 3 how I'd want it... sort of. Anyways this is gonna be M/L eventually :D
***
"Now look what you've done" his hand tightened around mine as I watched the flag being blown. Not just any flag *our* flag. It symbloised everythin in our past. present ane hopefully our future.
//'Cause we gonna need a flag when our transhuman drill team is marching down 5th Avenue in the St. Paddy's Day Parade'// I think I might just take Luke up on that.
"Ya know we're gonna need a national anthem too", Alec muttered beside us, still staring transfixed at the flag "I'm sure some of us has some mockingbird DNA or something" he looked to Logan who smiled back. I noticed it wan't a smile at his remark but more of an unspoken understanding between the two.
"Come on people, let's see what we can rustle up from military rations" I shouted to everyone, not making a move myself.
"See ya in the mess hall" Alec muttered as he walked away.
We were left alone and as Logan started to move I tugged his hand back.
"We have to talk" I started. Why does everything hard I have to say to him always start with these words? Or is that just me?
"I know"
"You do?" I asked incredulously. Well what did you expect girl, the man ain't stupid
"Yeah and it's okay, I know that this doesn't change anything", he indicated our holding hands "I mean, I know you're with - Alec" I could see he tried to hide his distaste for the word, but failed. "It doesn't matter" he turned away and unlocked his hand from mine.
Guess he is stupid I couldn't help thinking. I felt terrible. I wanted to pull him back and tell him it wasn't true, that I wanted to be with him not Alec, but the words just died in my throat as I watched (in slow motion it seemed) walk away from me. I kept trying to tell myself that it was for his own good but I couldn't stop myself as I ran up to him, wanting to tell him the truth once and for all, not caring if he hated me, I knew it was selfish. I knew that there was a chance he would forgive me and we'd become proper friends again, get that close that I could kill him but I didn't care. I got as close as I dared before he turned to me.
"Max, don't" his voice was low and painful, he looked down as he said it, as if he couldn't look at me. There was an odd pain in my chest as I watched him try to get the words out.
"But-" I had to explain to him... to make him see
"Please Max, I always got your back, but", he swallowed.
"But?" he smiled at me and for a second, relief washed over me, but it didn't last for long as a sober look appeared in his eyes as he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything more as Mole came running out to us. When he reached us he eyed Logan with distaste but all he did was sigh and put his hands on his hips.
"There a problem?" I couldn't help but sound angry at him.
"Yeah" he seemed unperturbed by my outburst.
"Well" I nearly shouted at him.
"Couple of protestors are trying to get in, we're running low on supplies, no clean water", and he paused "and I need more cigars"
It was my turn to sigh at him, I gave Logan a 'we'll finish this later' look but he looked like he didn't get the message.
"Okay" I muttered moodily and walked inside with Mole, I noticed Logan didn't walk in with me but I had to push those matters far away from my mind. My screwed social life can wait until I've saved our own lil nation.