Disclaimer: I don't own Dark Angel.

A/N: Freaky Friday alert. Enjoy. Wow, my first chapter story that I actually plan to write!!


Way Past Freaky

Alec rolled over trying to fall back to sleep. Why was his body being so difficult. Didn't it know he needed his beauty sleep.

He opened his eyes lazily. Sun streamed in through long dark waves of silky hair.

Damn sun. Didn't it realize he was trying to sleep here. Wait! Waves of brown long hair!

He practically flew out of bed. Searching for a mirror. Stumbling past OC.

"Bout time you got up girl. I thought I was going have to kick your ass outta bed. You know how Normal get when you're late."

Bathroom. Got to find a bathroom.

There had to be a reasonable explanation to why Max stood their staring back at him. A completely reasonable sound explanation.

"Max. What's wrong?"

Ignoring the question, he splashed cold water on his...her face.

This was wrong. So entirely wrong.

"Boo, you're not in heat are you?"

God, no! What a horrible thought!! A horrible, terrible thought!

"I...I don't think so." That was so weird. Her voice when he tried to talk. "When did M- I have it last."

"I thought they fixed the whole heat and shaking dealio back at Manticore."

"They did. Or I think they did." His voice shook. Great. Max didn't let her voice shake. He was going to have pretend to be Max.

"Well, do you feel like jumping Logan?" OC asked.

"NO!" The thought sent shivers down his spine. That was wrong on so many levels.

"Good. Then you have nothing to worry about. Now, hurry your ass up or Normal's head will be so spun. It'll fly off."

Nothing to worry about. Right. What a morning this was turning out to be.


I hope you like it. I don't think OC was too out of character. Please review and tell. TBC...