Disclaimer: oops, forget this last chapter. Don't own it, or the song we belong together

A/N: ok, so here's the second chapter. The next one'll be up in the next hour probably. Um, right now there's only one more chapter, but if people read it and want more, I might write more. But mainly, this was just a short story I wrote while I waited for inspiration for my other story. Anyway, enjoy!

Chapter two

Max walked into Jam Pony forty minutes late, as per usual, and she walked straight past a yelling Normal to her locker. She was rifling through it when Alec came up behind her. She stiffened slightly, trying to figure out how she knew he was there, but when she turned, sure enough he was there. She slammed her locker shut, picked up her bag, and after a quick 'hey' she was gone, grabbing a few packages off Normal's desk as she passed.

'Max!' Alec called as he followed her out, taking her lead and grabbing some packages off Normal's desk as he passed. When he got outside, she was gone, however, and he had no idea where she'd gone.

He didn't see her again until that night at Crash, but even there she managed to evade him for over an hour. When he saw her leaving, he took his chance, and followed her out.

'Max, stop!' She finally did, and she turned to look at him.

'What, Alec?' She asked, putting her hands on her hips as she stared at him.

'Uh, I think we should talk Max, about, you know…' He gestured between them with his hand. 'Us.' As he watched, she seemed to have a quick internal debate, before her features became hard and empty.

'There is no us, Alec. Never has been, never will be. Get it through that small brain of yours. Last night was just a stupid mistake, one that I've already forgotten. I love Logan, not you. How could I love you? How could anyone? You're a killer, that's all you're good for. You're poison Alec, you get people killed or hurt. Understand?' Alec was so stunned he couldn't move as she turned and walked away. When Max had disappeared around the corner, Original Cindy came out of the shadows of the doorway, and put her hand on Alec's shoulder. He jumped at the contact, not having heard her come up behind him.

'Boo…' He jerked his shoulder away from her, moving out of her reach.

'Don't, Cindy. I'm poison, didn't you here? I wouldn't want you to get hurt.' OC wasn't worried about getting hurt, but it was clear from the look in his eyes that he was hurting, badly. She pursed her lips as Alec too disappeared from her view; Max was her girl and she loved her, but she was very close to finding her and kicking her ass, transgenic or not. She knew Alec had seemed like a screw up at the start, but he'd proved himself on more than one occasion. And Max's last comment had been a really low blow; Cindy knew what she was referring to, having heard the story from Max, and to think that it was her girl throwing that back in his face was hard for Cindy to swallow. If she hadn't have heard it for herself, she would never have believed it. There was running away and pushing people away, and then there was down right bitchy. And god knew Max could be a bitch, but this was too much, even for her. So Cindy head off for home, to wait for Max.

She didn't have to wait too long. Max walked in the door about five minutes after Cindy. She was ready to go to bed and sleep for a few hours, but the look on Cindy's face stopped her in her tracks.

'What?' She asked, shrugging.

'Don't give me that what business. You know what you did.'

'Huh? What did I do?'

'Crash, Alec, bitch? Any of those things ringing a bell?' Cindy asked, as she put her hands on her hips.

'Oh, that. So what?'

'What do you mean, so what? Did you miss the looks on your boy's face when you said those things to him?'

'No, I left, and he's not my boy. But whatever, he'll deal.'

'He'll deal? You know you're my boo, my girl, but if you don't stop this I'm gonna put the smack down on your ass.'

'For what?' Cindy made a sound very much like a growl, and Max instinctively took a step back, even though she knew it was stupid.

'For hurting ya boy; and don't tell me you were telling the truth back there, that wasn't you. Even you're not that cold hearted. So you need to snap out of it and deal with the fact that you're in love with him and don't take it out on him.' Max's face showed no sign of emotion now, and Cindy sighed. She knew that face; she'd seen it on Alec more than once.

'Whatever, I'm going to bed.' Was all Max said before she turned and left the room.

She was gone when Cindy got up the next morning. She moved around the empty apartment, getting ready for work. When she arrived, she was surprised to see that Max was already there, heading out for her first run, while Alec was no where to be seen. She walked up to Normal.

'Hey, you see Pretty Boy?' She asked as she rifled through the piles of packages on his desk, looking for some in nearby sectors.

'No, golden boy called in sick, why?' Normal answered without looking up.

'No reason, no reason. He's in sector four, right?' she asked no one in particular as she found a couple of packages for that sector. Normal seemed to notice and he looked up as she walked away.

'That's right, why are you going to see him?' He called after her.

'Gotta make sure our golden boy's feeling ok.' She said over her shoulder.

When she got to Alec's apartment, she could hear the TV blaring, but when she knocked there was no answer. So she pounded again, but still no answer.

'Come on pretty boy, I know your in there, now get your ass out here.' When she still didn't get an answer, she opened the door, and was surprised to find it unlocked. She walked in and was greeted of the sight of Alec sitting on his couch, still in his clothes from the night before, an empty bottle of scotch on the table in front of him, a bottle of vodka in his hand. He had the beginnings of stubble on his face, and he looked like a train wreck, in Cindy's opinion. Smelled like a bar, she decided as she came closer. 'Ah pretty boy, what are you doing?'

'I'm enjoying a drink or two, or twenty. More, actually. I think it was somewhere around forty-three, maybe? I dunno, I lost count.' Cindy knew they had high tolerance for things like alcohol, but still to hear him talking so clearly after a bottle and a half of spirits was still something.

'Yeah? And why, might I ask, are you enjoying all these drinks when you have a little something called work?'

'I didn't feel like going to work today. It's raining, Max is there, Normal's a freak.'

'Alright, I'll give you all of them, but so? It's always raining, it's Seattle, boo, Max has worked at Jam Pony longer then you so of course she'll be there, and ditto for Normal, he's the boss. So again, why are you enjoying all these drinks when you have work?' Alec looked up at her now, and after a moment, he started to laugh, but not his normal laugh; this one was almost a drunken laugh, and a bit hysterical, and had Cindy backing up a little.

'You're Original Cindy.' He stated, and OC raised her eyebrow.

'That's me, and you're Alec. We've established who we are, for those who didn't know,' she added the last bit under her breath.

'No, you didn't let me finish. You're Original Cindy, best friend to Max. So why are you here? With me?' She sighed, and then she reached over and plucked the bottle out of his hand.

'Because of this' she said, waving the bottle in front of him. 'Because you are sitting here, drinking scotch and vodka, instead of going to work. I already yelled at Max…' Alec cut her off here.

'So now you've come to yell at me?' he asked dryly.

'No, cause I don't kick people when they're down. Now, get your skinny little ass off this couch and get into the shower, before I put you there myself.' She stood above him now, hands on hips, looking down at him. He had an indignant look on his face.

'You're gonna make me?'

'Yep. You're not so tough. If you were tough, you wouldn't be sitting here, alone, in you apartment in the middle of the day drinking.' He stood up now, and it was his turn to look down at her.

'Who said I wouldn't? A weaker man might be out right now, following her around, begging.' She nodded her head in consent.

'True that, but a stronger man would be at his job, not hiding from her, or following, just living his life. You want her, you can't hide from her. It'll be harder for her to resist you if you're actually there. Now come on.' She took his arm and dragged him towards his bathroom. When he tried to stop her, she turned and glared at him, daring him to try it again.

When they reached the shower, he started to protest again, but she just shoved him backwards and before he could gain his footing, she had reached in and turned the tap. He was blasted with cold water, soaking through his clothes, spraying his face. But the pressure didn't last long, as first it died off and then OC turned it off. He turned to glare at her, and she couldn't help but think that the dripping water only added to the effect. She grinned; yes, if she was straight she'd find it hard to stay away from him. If she was straight.

'Quit your glaring and get out there and get dressed, or I will do it for you.' He seemed to debate for a few seconds before he moved around her towards his bedroom. She couldn't resist the urge to poke around a bit while he changed; she'd never been to his apartment before, and she was surprised to find it neat and organised. She was putting the bottles away when he came out again, dressed in fresh, dry, clothes.

'Ok, I'm dressed. Happy? Let's go.' He grabbed his jacket and backpack off the floor and took the handle bar of his bike, which was by the front door. Cindy followed him out, shutting his door behind her.

A/N: so, what did you think? I know Max was really harsh, but just wait. Anyway, feel free to leave reviews, I love to get them!