I Don't Own DA or any of the characters, just the ones I created.

Please be nice this is a story that has been in my head for YEARS and I finally decided to type up part of it.

Background: The hostage situation at Jam Pony never happened; Sketchy though knows that Max and Alec are transgenics. Still Max and Alec are helping out at TC with supplies and such, Alec is 25 and Max 26. Kris is 17

Ohh and max/alec romance will not be shown till later though they are friends now and also you see small gestures of romance! Enjoy

He walked into Crash hoping that maybe he would feel better if he is around his friends, but still no difference. He saw Sketchy and Max sitting at a table by the pool table. Sketchy waved at him to gesture for Alec to come sit by him, but for some reason he didn't feel like going there sitting with them.

All day he has had that feeling in his gut, like something was going to happen or maybe he forgot someone. Frustrated Alec passed his hand through his hair trying to think off what was putting him on the edge.

"You okay boo?" concernly asked O.C. Damn, he hadn't even realized that she was near him, no he defiantly was NOT okay, but he sure as hell wasn't about to admit that to anyone.

So he did what he does best, he put on his famous I- am- alec- and-I-am-always-alright- smile though if you really knew him you could tell otherwise, the smirk was followed by his line……" Of course I'm always alright" he said to O.C, almost a year put of Manticore and he still was afraid of admitting his feelings.

O.C shook her head knowing that Alec wasn't alright, she knew the minute he came into work,

"Sure boo, whateva you say," she replied not even trying to pry the truth out of him," why don't you go sit your fine transgenic ass over on the table, an chill ariightt?" she quietly said making sure no one else heard.

Alec still not wanting to be around his friends just yet waved his hand in the air as if gesturing that he would said, " Yeah, yeah sure , just give me a sec. alright" hoping that she would just let the topic go.

Seeing that he was a lost cause she shrugged and headed to the table, she just didn't know what got into him, one minute he was the careless, free, smart-"alec" the next he was a focused man.

Turing to the bartender and ordering a scotch he sat down at the table trying to search his brain, thinking that maybe he just forgot something, or missed a fact that could lead to something big occurred.

Still he couldn't think of any. Things with TC were coming along great; they had managed to keep their identity low while helping out with food, and stuff. Max no longer saw him as a screw up; they were becoming good friends, despite knowing that what he felt might be a little bit more than that.

Still something about today, what was today? He asked himself, April 20th, no the 25th he said still unsure, no it's the 27th as soon as he mentally said this he knew he had gotten it right without asking anyone or checking a calendar or something.

So how come he could get the date but not the importance.

Finally deciding to just forget the whole thing that was giving him a serious headache he lifted his glass and turned slightly to the left, drinking his scotch.

In doing so he couldn't see a young girl walk into Crash as if searching for someone, upon spotting him she slowly walked to the bar and leaned against the counter turning to face Alec though he was partially facing the other way. She lowered her head and said…

"Hey there Pops" whispering into ear smiling knowing that this was the last thing he would ever expect.

He turned around too stunned to say anything as she just stood there and smirking ordering a beer, acting as if nothing out of the ordinary occurred.

I will upload the second chapter before Monday! R&R.