Title : Sunshine
Rating : K+ ish
Show : DA
Pairing : M/A
Summary: Max hated rainy days. Alec tries to help.
A/N : Written for GBM's Heat Fic Competition. Alexis hon, thanks for the beta job +huggles+

Sunshine

Above their heads, the sun was an orange ball of heat. Sweat was running down their bodies, twisting and turning in miniscule rivers as their limbs gained momentum.

"Can you… faster?" Max gasped, breathing hard. Alec heard the hitch in her voice and that tiny catch almost undid him but he ignored her, intent on keeping his pace.

"Dammit, go! They're right behind us!" Max shrieked and he wiped the sweat from his eyes and grabbed her slick hand before blurring to the edge of the park. If you could call it a park in the first place. The smattering of trees was the only thing left in this concrete jungle.

After he made sure their pursuers were not in sight, he quickly pushed her up a tree before he scrambled after her. They huddled close, panting as they listened hard for the tell-tale sounds of pursuit. Less than a minute later, they both stopped breathing instinctively as loud shouts and angry footsteps pierced the silent air.

Max scooted backwards on her branch, not noticing that her ass was squashed into Alec's thigh. Alec didn't react and just grabbed her arm to stop her from moving. He squeezed her arm to silence her so he could listen to the furious crowd underneath them.

If they were put in the same situation somewhere else, there would be stunned silence before both of them sprang apart faster than a coiled spring, but hell, they were preoccupied today. And, if they moved farther apart they'd tumble down the tree in a second. The branch can hardly contain one person and since there were two of them… it was pretty easy math to figure out.

"Stop squirming," he hissed. "They're gonna hear you."

"Keep your hands to yourself, pervert." she hissed back.

"You want to fall down this damn tree? Be my guest."

The feel of his hot breath on her skin was hard to ignore and in typical Max reaction, she ran. She stretched herself up so she could sneak a peek at the commotion below, or avoid his nearness. Whatever works.

Alec gritted his teeth as she writhed and squirmed against him, the feel of her hot lithe body too much to bear. He wrapped one hand around the branch and the other one around her waist.

He ignored her muffled shriek about him manhandling her and asked tersely, "What do you see?"

"They're fanning the area. Maybe they'll get tired and leave soon."

Max returned to her spot, instinctively huddling closer to him when the noise level increased somewhat, which is a given when there's an excited bunch of people running around.

What a whack-a-doodle day. She looked up, saw the bright orange sun and scowled. Who would've thought trying to avoid rain and getting wet could lead to so much trouble?

It was raining today.

And it rained yesterday. And the day before. Jeez, like no one wouldn't see that coming.

How on earth can it rain so much? If she remembered correctly, and she did, photographic memory and all, heat vaporizes water and the steam rises to the sky and forms clouds. And when the clouds get too heavy, it falls back to land as rain. And since she didn't see the sun in a while, a very long while, where did all this rain come from?

Max huffed and pulled the hood tighter around her face. She aimed one of her patented death glares at the foul weather and weird science and telepathically dared nature to make her day worse. And would you believe it, was that freakin' lightning that she saw?

She grit her teeth and shoved the parcels Normal forced into her hands earlier with added force, pushing it deeper into her backpack. Her eyes skimmed over the last address and scowled. That sadistic man had the nerve to send her all the way to Sector 8 in this torrential downpour?

She is so calling in sick tomorrow. Heh, that'll show him.

Alec's body stiffened, when her lush backside collided against him… again. He would've found the situation hilarious and amusing on most occasions. But no, today was not one of them. He was in no mood to appreciate it.

He smacked one side of her hips sharply. "Stop moving or I'll push you down this freakin' tree."

"You wouldn't dare." She didn't even turn around. He was just contemplating kicking her ass down just because she said he wouldn't when she added, "And I'll take you down with me."

He glowered at her back because he could feel the smirk in her voice. But Max was intent on pushing small branches aside slowly, casing the situation.

"Hold me, I need to go lower. I can't see a thing."

"That's the idea. We do not want them to see us," he muttered angrily but he latched onto her nonetheless. "They still around?"

"God, yeah. What a weird bunch of persistent people. Okay, pull me up."

He leaned back against the knotted surface as his heartbeat slowed down. "Maybe they'll get tired and stop looking for us."

"Whose Intel is so off, huh?"

"Remember the promise of no ass kicking if it went sideways, Maxie?"

"Yeah, so?"

He wiped his sweaty brow with the back of his hand before shaking his fingers her way. That's for him being gallant earlier and not kicking her down this tree.

She muffled her shriek when drops of his salty sweat plopped on her face. "Yuck! You're disgusting," she whispered, her eyes wide in disgust.

"Your fault for forcing me to break into that damn house."

"Because you said it's some tech's house, not a house full of young nuns-to-be or whatever it is they're called."

"And now we have an angry mob, minus the torches and pitchforks, on our tail."

"Can you blame them?"

"Are you on their side now? Gee, thanks Max. That's the kind of support I want from my best bud." His voice was heavily laced with sarcasm.

"They think you're trying to ravage their fair maidens… uhh nuns. I don't know why I ran. They're after you," she glared, but the glare was without heat. She knew it was her fault, kinda. But old habits die hard.

Even in that dire situation, Alec felt his mood lightened. She didn't ditch him.

"But Maxie, look. It's not raining. That in itself is awesome," he grinned, his good mood returning.

"If you count hot as hell as awesome," she glanced sourly. "Stop talking about rain or hot or heat or I'll kick your ass down this scratchy tree. The angry mob will be happy. I'll be happy. But I don't think you'll be."

He just had to add the last word. "Sun-tastic."

"Shut up."

More tomorrow. So tell me what you think!