Title: Beware
the Cracked Door
Author: Rosalie
(Feline Feral)
Rating: PG
Pairing:
Logan/Alec
Disclaimer:
Don't own the Dark Angel characters. This is done entirely for
entertainment purposes only, no infringement intended.
Summary: Max
confronts Logan and Alec with what she saw.
Notes: Sequel to
"Through the Crack of a Door" Title come with thanks from
windyfontaine.
Chapter One
Logan woke with a familiar weight on his chest. Opening his eyes he focused on body that lay mostly on top of him; watched as his chest rose and fell with each intake of breath. With a small smile Logan ran his fingers through Alec's hair before trying to slip out from under him.
In response to the movement Alec tried to move closer still and tightened the arm around Logan's waist, all the while muttering incoherently. Logan rolled his eyes; it was like this every morning and he still couldn't get over the fact that Alec was a cuddler.
"Alec," Logan said, while still trying to break free from the grip on his waist.
"Hmm?" Alec blinked sleepily at him.
Logan chuckled, "You mind letting me go? Otherwise it's going to be very wet here real soon."
Alec glared at him and let go; rolling over, presumably to go back to sleep. Logan rolled his eyes before pulling on a pair of pants and making his way to the bathroom. After taking care of business Logan started brushing his teeth.
When there was a knock on the door Logan stuck his head out of the bathroom, contemplating on whether or not he should answer the door. Alec saved him from having to decide by answering it himself. Logan shrugged and went back into the bathroom; at least he didn't have to answer the door looking like some sort of rabid dog.
He was spitting water and toothpaste into the sink when he heard a thud outside, sighing he wiped his face off and went to see what was going on; the feeling that he wasn't going to like what he saw never leaving him.