OK so I saw this prompt on Tumblr and it wouldn't stop eating at me so I had to write it. I'm sorry if this gives any of you emotional pain, you're warned. I have two ideas of how part two of this is going to go so if you stick with me we'll see.
Alec stared down at his hands which were covering the gaping holes in his side. He groaned in pain as he raised himself up and propped up against the ally wall, taking a moment to let his back find a comfortable position against the brick building behind him. He sent a glare to the body a few feet away from him, another transgenic hater that decided to hunt him down packing. The jerk had gotten two bullets into his torso before Alec could bring him down. He hadn't meant to kill the guy, it all happened so fast, plus there was that twinge in the back of his mind that maybe he was one of White's agents. It didn't matter though, he thought, as he watched the dark blood seep through his fingers.
He knew he was done for, TC was miles away and it was freaking freezing out here. He pulled a hand away from his wound and fumbled with his jacket a few minutes, he finally had to tug it off. He grabbed his phone out of it before rolling it up and pressing it against his side.
He sent a quick text asking for help to Mole. One thing Alec wasn't going to do was give up, he hadn't pulled himself out of the gutter after Rachel just to give up in an ally. Still though he had realistic thoughts. After the text was sent he punched in the numbers he'd dialed so many times before, he put it to his ear and waited.
"Go for Max," Came a voice out of the speaker. A voice that on a daily basis shouted insults at him, ordering him around, reminding him not to screw up. And he loved it.
"Hey Maxie," he greeted, his voice was tight but he tried to keep it as level as possible.
"Hey Alec, you alright. You sound funny," She asked worry creeping up in her voice.
"I'm fine, just tired is all. Had a pretty crappy day, could use someone to talk to," He said into the phone. The back of his mind was screaming at him to tell her he loved her, not necessarily romantic like but in anyway. She was his best friend. His first real friend, besides Biggs who was more of a brother.
"Yeah me too, you should have been in command this morning, Logan dropped by and him an Mole got into this big argument about our run teams," She sighed.
Alec chuckled to himself, causing a ripple of pain to flare through his chest. "Sounds like them," He had to hand it to Logan, the guy had really been helping out and pulling his weight in TC. He and Mole didn't get along but that was like a little show for every one when they got at it.
"You sure your OK, where are you," She asked a bit firmer.
"I'm waiting for a job, just bored. And I'm fine I promise," He was fine, fine with talking to her while he bled out. He didn't want to die and was hoping Mole would get there soon. The guy was parked a few miles away and was his get away car. This was supposed to be an easy run, get in and get out.
About that time a wet cough ripped through his lungs, he tried not to wince at at the red liquid that was now dribbling down his chin.
"Alec, seriously whats wrong!" Max pushed.
"Hey Max, you know your my best friend right. You know you saved me," He said quietly. She had saved him so many times, Manticore and White and with with Beresford. Yesterday when he accidentally locked himself in the storage shed.
"Alec stop where are you!" Max asked desperately, raising her voice. He could hear her getting ready where ever she was, he heard the jingle of her keys and the slam of a door.
"Thanks for getting me out of Manticore, sorry for all the crap I put you through," He laughed bitterly.
"Alec stop apologizing OK where are you," She begged urgently. He grinned to himself, a selfish grin. He was just glad to see she cared so much.
"I love ya Maxie," He said slowly.
"Please Alec. Where are you," She said practically growled.
"Some ally, Mole's on the way. I don't think he's gonna get here in time Max," He sighed looking down at the blood seeping through his T-shirt. He noticed he was shivering now, yet sweat was rolling off his forehead. Another cough ripped through him and he bit his lip to keep from crying out.
"Hold on, I've got Dix tracking your cell I'm coming OK," She assured him.
He mumbled a yes but knew she wasn't getting here in time. His best chance was Mole, who would undoubtedly bring the first aid kit.
"Alec.. you still there," Max asked hesitantly.
"Yeah.. I'm here," He mumbled. His vision was getting blurry, dark spots fogging up the edges. He grit his teeth, trying to slow his heart beat. He needed to calm down.
"Alright.. keep talking to me alright," she said, he could her the hope in her voice. He'd hold on to that.
"You see Joshua... this morning with that cat falling- following him around," He said as his speech began to slur.
"Yeah," She laughed. "Saw Mole feeding it scraps behind every ones backs."
He smirked, "Mole's a big ole softly."
"You hanging on," She asked, he listened to the back ground, he heard an engine, she was in a car.
"Where's your bike," he wondered dodging her question.
"Can't talk to you on my bike, to loud," She said forcing a laugh.
He waited a moment, his heart speeding up as he started to realize he was scared, "Max I don't wanna die," He murmured. He wanted to stay and help out at TC, he promised Dalton he'd teach him bow hunting.
"Your not going to die," She said through gritted teeth. "Hear me. Your smart Alec remember to stubborn to die."
"Yeah, can't lose your punching bag can you," he joked.
"Alec I'm sorry," She said quietly.
"S'alright."
"Alec!" Mole yelled. His voice was distant, he could sense him closer than he sounded though.
"Max, Mole's here,' Alec said distractedly. He looked back down at his side, is shirt might as well be crimson now. He wondered if he was gonna make it whether or not he'd be able to get it out of this ally anyway.
"Freaking idiot," Mole snapped crouching down beside him, pulling something out of a bag.
"Alright Good! Alec hold on I'll be right there," Max said relief flooding her voice, Alec was sure though she was getting her hopes to high.
"Killed em Mole," Alec slurred again, referring to the man behind them, that man had a family some where, a life. He was just screwed up in the head and had his facts wrong like every one else.
"Forget him! your bleeding out," He snapped, pushing something against his side, He hissed at whatever it was because it burned.
He was vaguely aware he'd dropped the phone, it had fallen out of his limp fingers. He could hear Max though, yelling at him through the speaker. Her voice got quieter and quieter until he couldn't hear it at all, then there was darkness.
I hope you liked it, please leave a review even if its only a few short words. Next part will probably come tomorrow or later tonight we'll see.
There could be a chance he's alive although he might not.