Disclaimer:- I do not own Dark Angel or any of the characters. Although my stories are totally original and belong to only me.

AN:- Hey there. Merry Christmas to everyone out there. Or Happy Hanukkah. Or whatever religion you might be! Anyway, here's chap 3, read and hopefully enjoy.

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Not So Ordinaries

Chapter Three

Once inside her apartment, Donna shrugged her jacket off, hiding a small grimace at the cut on her shoulder that had finally stopped bleeding. She still couldn't believe that whatever she had been hit with had managed to go through her jacket. That was a good jacket. Her favourite. Whoever had ripped it was gonna pay for a new one.

Alec watched her all the while she moved around her apartment without saying a word. She knew he was there. She had left the door open for him to follow her in, and he had willingly followed. He had a few questions she still hadn't answered. Like where she had got all the moves she had pulled back in the alley.

Alec wanted to know what she was, but not by asking the question of Manticore that would give away more about him than he wanted to right now. So instead he watched as she pulled back her hair. No barcode. But as she lifted her arms, the slight grimace of pain she gave took his attention to something else. The large cut that crossed her left shoulder.

"Jesus, Donna," Alec said, stepping close behind her. "Why didn't you tell me about that earlier?"

"It's no big deal. Really," Donna said, watching over her shoulder as Alec pulled down the neckline of her top to examine the wound closer.

"It is. That knife went pretty deep. Trust me." Alec kept his gaze away from her, not wanting to answer the inevitable question of where his medical knowledge had come from. But Donna didn't ask. Instead she just shrugged away from his hands and went into the bathroom. Alec followed.

"Those were some pretty neat moves you pulled tonight," he said, leaning against the doorframe.

"You too," Donna replied, searching through the contents of the cabinet.

"Right. So where did you learn to fight like that?"

"Look, I ain't asking you questions about the obvious, so let's not start on this subject, ok?"

"The obvious?" Alec said, still trying to act like he knew nothing. Donna simply turned to him, bandages in hand, and said nothing. She instead walked past him, pulling up the collar of his jacket to hide the visible barcode.

"That obvious," she said, sitting down on the kitchen table. Alec just stared at her. She knew what he was. Knew what that barcode meant. Hell, it had been all over TV since the incident with Joshua. There was no way she couldn't know. Yet here she was, letting him into her apartment and acting like he was just any other guy. The big question was why.

"So you know what I am?" Alec asked simply, standing over her.

"That was made kinda obvious tonight," Donna replied, trying her best to clean her wound.

"So why I am still here? Why haven't you kicked my ass out and called the cops about a transgenic on the loose?" Sighing, Donna put the cloth down and turned to him.

"Because I know you. And I trust you." She turned back round, and Alec smiled. That wasn't the reaction you'd expect to get from a girl finding out the guy she was friends with had actually been made in a test tube. Alec watched as she still struggled to clean her wound.

"If you trust me, let me sort out your shoulder," Alec said, kneeling beside her and taking the cloth from her hand. Donna smiled and let him tend to her cut.

"So, this whole trust deal. Does that count for all us or am I just special?"

"Well, we know you're special, Alec," Donna said with a smile. "But yeah, I trust you all. I figure if you actually wanted to harm us, you'd have done it long before now. You're a useful part of society. I'm proof there's no difference. I didn't know about you until tonight."

"Ok, so that's us X series sorted in your books," Alec said, putting the bandage on Donna's wound and sitting in front of her. "But what about the so called monsters?"

"Same deal," Donna said, pulling her top back up. "I don't see why someone should be judged for the way they look."

"They're not. People think they're aggressive because of what happened with the sector cops."

"I was there that day. I saw everything, and it was self defence. He was scared. In a world where you're judged before you get to make your point, who can blame you for being scared."

Listening to her words, Alec scooted to the edge of his chair, sitting closer to her and taking hold of her hands.

"You, Donna, are an extraordinary woman," Alec told her, to which she smiled shyly.

"No, Alec. That's you. I'm just ordinary."

"No. You're not. You are incredible. I don't know too many people who think like you do." While Donna giggled slightly nervously, Alec shifted his position and sat beside her.

"Ok, you know about me, so what about answering my question? The moves you pulled tonight." Alec smiled but he saw Donna's face visibly fall.

"My dad," she said with a sad smile. "He taught me. He used to say that there were a lot of terrible people in the world, and he wanted to protect his little girl from them."

"Sounds like a caring guy," Alec said.

"He was," Donna said. At her use of the word 'was', Alec wasn't sure what to say. He wanted to hear the full story, but he really didn't want to hurt her.

"He died three years ago," Donna carried on her story. "An accident at work, or so the investigators said."

"What do you mean?" Alec asked, keeping his voice soft and comforting.

"My dad was so careful in his lab. He would never have let any kind of accident happen. What happened to him, I don't know… I think he was…."

"You think he was killed," Alec finished for her when the words got stuck in her throat. As an answer, she let out a small burst of forced laughter and bowed her head.

"What about your father?" Alec continued. "What job required him to work in a lab?"

"He was in the genome business." Hearing her answer, Alec gave her a slightly bemused look, which Donna found amusing as she gave out her first real, light trill of laughter.

"Yeah, it's kinda weird right now thinking my dad could have had something to do with the way you were brought up."

"Do you know for sure your father worked with Manticore?" Alec said.

"Maybe he didn't," Donna said with a shrug, her smile quickly leaving. "Then again, I know very little about my dads work. He'd be away for weeks and he'd never say a thing about what he did. Not even to my mother."

"That's the way a lot of these people work. In secret."

"Yeah, but it wasn't just his work my dad kept a secret. I know nothing about him at all. My own father and I couldn't tell you a thing about his life." Donna sighted deeply and pulled her hair loose, shaking it round her face. Anything to keep her hands busy.

"I wish I could though," Donna said, her voice beginning to break. She still had her hand in her hair, her elbow leaning against the table and her manicured fingers tracing small circles in her scalp.

"I wish he would have tried harder. Hell, I wish I would have tried harder. I wish a lot of things. Like maybe that I could have had a better relationship with him. I guess I really wish… I just wish I knew what really happened to him." As a single tear slid down Donna's cheek, Alec swung his arm round her shoulders, hugging her close to his side.

"I don't know why I'm saying this," Donna said, resting her head against his shoulder. "It's not like either of us would have tried if we had the chance."

"I've already told you, you are a wonderful person," Alec said. "No matter what you think, I'm sure he was proud of you."

"I know that's the kind of thing you're supposed to say in this sort of situation," Donna said with a sarcastic laugh. "But you really don't know my family." She pulled away from him, wiping the tears that were threatening to fall from her eyes.

"But now's not really the time for my long winded family history," she said, putting on a completely false smile. "What are you gonna do about those guys, whoever they were?"

"God, I forgot about them. And you can bet, after everything, they know where in live by now."

"Who were those guys?" Donna said, thankful for the change of topic.

"They work for a guy named White," Alec explained. "He's got a real thing about wanting me and my kind dead, and him and his followers aren't the kind of guys you wanna mess with."

"Well, the couch is free if you need somewhere to stay," Donna said, getting up and pulling blankets and pillows from under the couch, pressing them gently into his body before turning to her own room.

"Except for your heroic rescue, I have not had the best of nights, and I have a headache. I am going to try ands get some sleep, so I will see you in the morning."

Alec stared at the closed door for a minute before he smiled, organising the couch for him to sleep on. It seems all his hopes about Donna being different and understand were right. And that was something he was extremely pleased about.

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Alec woke up next morning with the smell of fresh coffee invading his sense. He opened his eyes to find Donna stood over him, a smile on her lips and two cups of hot coffee in her hands.

"Morning sunshine," she said, holding one of the cups out to him.

"Morning," he replied, sitting up and taking the cup from her. He followed her movements as she walked over to the table, sitting down and turning to him with the smile still on her face. Alec smiled himself at the fact that she still looked beautiful first thing in the morning.

"Sleep well?" she asked, draining her coffee cup.

"Surprisingly, yes," Alec said, taking a sip from his own cup.

"Good," Donna said, her smile turning into a small laugh.

"So, fancy coming somewhere with me today to meet someone?" Alec said, standing up and walking closer to her. The fact that he was now walking round in just his jeans didn't seem to bother her as she stared up at him.

"Sure. I've got nothing better to do today," Donna said, walking to the kitchen with her empty cup. Grabbing his shirt from the floor, Alec made to taker Donna to the place he was currently staying now it was daylight. He was sure his room-mate would love the chance to meet someone other than him or Max, but how would Donna react to him?

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tbc...

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