Disclaimer: I do not own Dark Angel. If I did, Zack wouldn't have to put up with this Terminator wannabe crap. Anyhoo, I'm not making any money off this either, much as I wish I were. But reviews would be nice. Very, very nice.
Spoilers: "Some Assembly Required"
Author's Notes: This might turn out AU later, but for the moment, the only discrepancy is that the setting in the fic is a farm, not a ranch. I read an incorrect spoiler (which is why you should never believe them), so that's why. But I don't think -- or at least, I hope that it won't take anything away from the story. I don't know how I'm gonna divide what I have into chapters, but it'll be longer than this from now on. Promise.
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New Author's Note: It's official, people, I'm back! :-) Anyhoo, this is 98% "I Didn't Want To" with a few amendments here and there. The main difference is that this version will actually be updated, unlike its predecessor. Enjoy, and please review on your way out!
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Lots of trees, endless blue skies... Ideal for someone looking to get away from the urban lifestyle. Except that Jondy wasn't. She had been just fine with her city life, thank you so much, and it was not her fault that some tabloid had written something about mutants with barcodes, and that she happened to have one, thus costing her everything she had worked so hard for.
Not only that, but it was harder to blend into a small town. Everyone knew everyone else, as well as everyone's family history, up to and including any ancestors that had been on the Mayflower. At least it looked like the law enforcement wouldn't be anything to worry about. Even if they were suspicious of a girl who actually owned a motorized vehicle. Okay, maybe "owned" was the wrong word, but still.
She sped past a field where farmers were doing...whatever farmers do. Besides milk cows. Then she came to a screeching halt, nearly wrecking her precious bike, and zoomed back. She leaned her baby against the fence, mentally apologizing to it for the maltreatment, and took her shades off, setting them on her head. Then she used her telescopic vision to focus on the face of one of farmers.
What she was seeing refused to register.
"No way."
It was Zack.