Disclaimer: If I owned Dark Angel there would be a third season. But I don't.
A/N: This is my second Dark Angel story. Enjoy.
Alec
Alec. He liked the sound of that. His first true name that was his and his alone. He didn't steal from some unsuspecting soul. It fit him. Truly described him.
He got his first taste of freedom and it bewildered him. It was his this light bubble in his stomach. Making him feel like he was riding a balloon.
"I can live with that." He really could.
"Good. Because my second choice was Dick." That was mean.
"Guard he called. Suddenly wanting to get out of there. All these emotions were making him feel nervous.
"See you around."
"Max." He liked the way it rolled off his tongue. It felt right. Much better then 452.
"Alec." He whispered on the way back to his cell. It sounded right too.
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