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Summary: Max has a world of hurt impending on her very near future.(Max experiences a world of hurt)

Alec's POV

Okay so we got the damn vest from Matt, without raising too much suspicion. But it didn't really cover her stomach just her vital chest organs. I was soo not happy about that. Just in case the plan did go AWOL and she got caught in the crossfire. Even though i was confident in the plan.

Now that i'm here in the air vents with Max on my tail, i'm not all that confident in the plan. I can't let anything happen to her, or anyone on the rescue team to be honest but Max most of all. She was my soul-mate. And she was carrying my child.

Max was silently crying again. O.C was being questioned by White himself in the room below. Anytime she didn't answer quick enough he would kick her hard. Max had a tight grip on my leg as she tried to keep her choked up sobs under wraps. I knew she wanted to go down there and shoot him in the head. But that would alert his goons, and all hell would break loose. I pulled Max as close as i could and i cupped her stomach hoping to calm her. It had the desired effect. Despite her current position, she relaxed a great deal. The sobs slowly came to a halt, as the time of reckoning was near. Her face was now set in fierce determination.

She signalled me to prepare. I signalled back that i'm always ready. Max rolled her eyes. O.C's laboured breath could be heard clear as a bell. Each time she was kicked, her breath whooshed out in an unhealthy manner. And each time Max winced along.

We both heard our signal, at the exact moment White left the room below. A high pitched squeal only transgenics could hear. Well dogs could hear it too. Me , Max, Mole and Joshua, took it in turn to jump out of the vent- into the windowless room where O.C lay on the floor-silently.

"Oh God. Its worse than i imagined!" Max was speaking to herself more than anyone else. I tried to move her away from the awful bloody mess that was O.C . But she wasn't for having it. She knelt down next to her wild haired friend and shook her shoulders, gently but firmly.

"O.C! Come on wake up." We gasped in horror as O.C opened her bloodshot eyes. She looked at us all and started crying. Her tears came out reddened by the blood flowing freely into her eyes from her truly battered head. I took note of her injuries and guessed on what kind of internal ones she had , due to the way she was curled in on herself. She had : bruises covering every inch of skin, a broken nose, fractured cheekbones , a broken jaw, a deep cut on her forehead, one broken arm, both legs look broken too - in several places , a couple of fingernails had been torn off, at least six broken ribs, and from the sounds of her breathing a punctured lung. This was so not good. I can't be sure if there's spinal damage so i don't know if it would be wise to lift her up. There was also what looked like a gunshot wound on her shoulder. Probably how they got the smackdown on her ass. Shot her and let her bleed. So she was too weak to put up a fight , it would have been easier from then on.

Max was muttering to O.C telling her not to fall asleep, and that she was gonna be okay. Footsteps down the hall had us working double time. We got Joshua, who was carrying Cindy, to go up the vent first. Just as Max was about to go through, White burst through the door, gun aimed at Max, his goons close behind. I gave Max a look that told her to get a move on. But she couldn't actually move. She was stuck. Her bullet vest was jammed inbetween the heavy grate and the entry to the vent. White fired a shot and only missed Max by the skin of her teeth. She was stuck in plain view, dangling mid-air, not able to go up or down. I didn't think twice about it as i unclipped her vest and pulled her down. Just in time, White shot exactly where Max's unprotected half was , seconds ago.

"Max you have to get outta here. We'll create a diversion." Mole said before pulling the table on its side and making a temporary shield. I agreed with Mole but i couldn't get a word out before Max started her whole - No i'm going to help - rant. The table was thrown back as the redhead, from the jampony siege, strode in to grab Max.

"Payback time girly" and slugged Max in the gut before me or Mole could move.

"Oh sweet Jesus!"Max gasped as she fell to the ground, but managed to roll over before the redhead stamped on her head. I grabbed my shotgun and hit Thula , or whatever the fuck her name was, in the friggin head. She fell to the floor limp. I grabbed Max's ankle and pulled her into the safety of the table. While Mole made use of himself and killed a few familiars with headshots.

"Son of a bitch! You okay Maxie?" She was bleeding. But from where i was unsure.

"Fuck it hurts Alec. I think i'm bleeding! This is not good." I touched her stomach gently, she gasped at the contact. I lifted her shirt to see , she was already bruising from the sudden attack. This cannot be good for the baby.

"Maxie, can you still feel the baby's heartbeat?" When she nodded i continued.

"Then we gotta get you outta here, you need to see what damage she's done. Go find Joshua. Max can you run? Mole ready for that diversion?" Mole grabbed his grenades and nodded. Max prepared herself to run , to the vent and get inside. Me and Mole would take the front doors outta here. Matt Sung was notified on this location , before the signal went of. He was gonna ride in here once we all left and arrest those evil mothertruckers. I can hear the cops now. Mole threw the first grenade over the heads of those in the doorway, when they realised what he'd done they'd taken cover. Me and Max ran over to the vent and i helped her up. Mole threw his second grenade to keep the bad guys at bay, giving Max the chance to scramble through the gap, wincing as she went. Her eyes widened in fear as she tried to warn me about the incoming bullet. It hit my abdomen , I cried out , but motioned for Max to move. She gave me a pained look then an apologetic smile as she crawled back the way she had come through.

Max's POV

I can't believe i left him there. He just got shot, i need to tell them to get there supplies ready though back at the van. He's gonna be okay though. I hope. Mole will make sure he gets back in one piece.

The stomach pain was dulling now. But i was really worried about what that redhead bitch, had done to my baby. I will freaking drag her out of hell and kill her again, if she's hurt it. I think its okay, the bleeding has stopped. And even though the pain was dulling , baby wasn't wriggling as i jumped out the vent ,less than gracefully, an extremely sharp pain ran through my body. My breath whooshed out from the shock of it. I collapsed into a heap on the ground. I could hear Joshua whisper-shouting my name.

"Max! little fella! Come here." He was over by the van where O.C was lay in, ready to make a get-away. I got up quickly, only to have another stabbing pain shoot through me. This was unusual. The baby had stopped wriggling completely. The fact worried me. By the time i got over to the van, i was completely breathless, and the shooting pains were more frequent. I think this is what labour must be like. labour? Shit no i can't be going into labour, its way too soon for that. Oh God please no.

"little fella okay?Tiny fella okay?" I shot him a worried glance and shook my head.

"No Josh. . . I don't think. . . we're okay!" The cops were nearly here now. I could hear them. Just around the corner now. The bleeding had started again. Soaking my trousers effortlessly. Joshua was dragging me towards the back of the van. To treat my wounds, i think he said. I couldn't even tell him they were internal because, part of the building exploded just then. The police were here, and closing in on the Familiar site. They didn't even notice we were here. I was worried about where Alec was but, to my relief i saw Mole coming back out the vents, Alec in tow. He was pale from blood loss. I could tell from here. labour pains and blood aside , i escaped from Joshua's grasp and ran to him.

"Alec . . . are you okay?" He was panting slightly.

"I'm fine but, holy crap Max, why are you covered in blood. I thought that would have stopped by now?" I screamed as an intense pain shot through me, and fell into Alec's arms.

"Alec i'm sorry . . . This is bad. . . the bleeding is bad. . . the frequent pains running through me are bad. . . and the freaking baby has stopped. . . moving!" My voice broke on the last word. I was still completely breathless, but the bursts of pain were agonising. I had taken to screaming as they came and went. Alec dragged me to the van , and told some X5 driver, in the politest way possible to ' get a fucking move on'. I was sweating buckets as the bleeding had slowed again. Alec sat us on the floor in the corner of the van. Rocking me gently, and careful not to touch my stomach. He was shushing me. Trying unsuccessfully to calm me. I was too upset about the baby and in too much pain to relax. Nobody said anything. They all knew I was pregnant. It was as though they didn't know what to say. They just sat not looking at me. Some of them focused on Cindy. Who was lying unconcious on the make-shift bed we had put in the van.

Alec's POV

Max's screams were breaking my heart. They were so loud . I knew she was going to be embarrassed about that later. So I whispered very quietly into her ear.

"Want me to gag you?" I knew that it sounded bad , but it would help everyone relax a little. She couldn't talk over her choked sobs and gasps. But she nodded in confirmation. After i had gagged her. Everyone looked at me in shock, but then turned away just as quickly, when they realised i was crying too.

The driver shouted through that we were almost at the hospital. I let loose a small relieved sigh. Max's head lolled onto my shoulders. Her muffled screams had stopped, and everything was silent. I couldn't move. She was still breathing, but there was a hitch every so often.

"Jesus!" Max's blood had pooled underneath us. It was warm and fresh. I knew Max would never want to be seen like this, so i grabbed a blanket and threw it over her legs up to her stomach.

Ten agonising minutes later, the van screeched to a halt. We had told Sam to have a team ready for casaulties. I slowly picked up a very limp Max, and got her into the hospital before anyone could lift there heads. Cindy forgotten. I only cared about Max and the baby at the moment.

"Alec? What the hell happened to Max?" logan? This is soo not a good time to have our usual ' hi how are you?' 'good well then i'll see you later' lifes were on the line.

"Sam! I need help here! NOW!"

Ermm well theres another chapter. Review! XD