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Finally the last chapter! I dont have a name for it becuase i want it to be a suprise! I can bet that nobody would have expected this ending! XD

well lets begin!

Chapter 12

Mostly Alecs POV!

It had been two long , hard weeks since Cindy died. The funeral had been the day after Cindy died. Max had taken it so hard. She's not been sleeping or eating. I can't force her, she's so god damn stubborn. So much for a week's best rest. I managed to keep her lying down for a total of 36 hours after she came out of the hospital, (excluding the funeral) but then she started complaining that she couldnt stay still anymore. She said it gave her to much time to think, and that she didn't want to think cause she couldn't get the picture of OC lying curled up on the ground, beaten to a pulp, outta her head. So I done what I always do, I let her walk all over me and ignore the doctors orders. But this was the last straw. She had fainted from fatigue. I had let her come around in her own good time, knowing her body needed this. The baby needed this. The poor baby. Max seems to have forgotten its not just about her health anymore. It's not even just hers and the babies. Its mine too. I'm never hungry anymore and the sight of food is offputting. Knowing that Max is starving herself, I just can't eat anything.

"NO!" Max must be having a nightmare. She started thrashing around.

"Max! Wake up. Max your okay. Come on Maxie, whats with the tears?" I hated seeing her like this.

"Alec? I . . . uhhh . . . 'scuse me!" She leapt up from my embrace and blurred to the toilet. I winced as I heard her dry heaving. I went into the bathroom not caring if she didn't want me to see her like this, then crouched next to her shuddering form and rubbed circles onto her back, hoping to soothe her discomfort. When she was through her heaving fit, she collapsed into my arms again, breathing heavily. I felt her temperature, it was much too high. Even for a transgenic this was bad. Fever. Max is started to get sick because of her own stupidity now. Ugh I could just strangle her sometimes! I picked up Max and stood her in the bath. Before she could protest I pulled her clothes off her leaving her in just her underwear, and started the cold water. Trying to ignore the mix of purple and dark blue splodges still decorating her stomach, I switched the tap to the shower head and held it over Max.

"Alec, what the HELL are you doing?"

" You have a fever Max, we need to cool you down." Max tried to step out of the bath, but I grabbed her wrist. "No Max. Listen to me! Your not well and you not eating, sleeping, what do you think thats doing to your body? Our baby? Your still not fully recovered. How much more abuse can your body take Max? I know I can't stand here and watch you neglect your needs anymore. Starting now I'm making you eat three full meals a day. Your not allowed to skip any - for any reason. Oh and you have to get at least four hours sleep every night." Shark DNA or not she's pregnant and still on the mend, she needs sleep.

" Alec . . . I can't . . . I just . . . can't"

"Yes you can! If not for me and the baby, do it for Cindy. Do you honestly think she'd want to see you like this?" Max started to cry, shaking her head. She raised her head to look me in the eye for the first time in two weeks.

"No. She wouldn't have wanted this. I'm sorry Alec. She was my best friend ya'know? It just . . . it just hurts so bad. So i'm going to stop this pathetic, self loathing, pity party, I'm having and get on with things." Wow, I didn't expect her to crumble so easily.

"Oh God!" Max groaned.

"What?" Max's expression was unreadable for a second, then her lips turned up in a playful smirk.

"What if people think I've gone all soft? I'm just gonna have to kick a lot of ass to prove I haven't, won't I?" I gaped at the complete turn around in her attitude. Then I realised what she said.

"Wow Maxie calm down. No one thinks you've gone soft. You won't be kicking anyones ass, anytime soon!" Max just laughed at my order.

" I'm pregnant Alec not an invalid!" We continued the light banter while Max cooled down. We decided to just make a cold bath, so while that ran i made Max some food. When I returned I was caught off guard by Max pulling me into the bath, clothes and all. Most of the water was on the floor after my big splash and I turned to shout at Max, but found her staring into my eyes , all her walls down. I saw what she was asking and turned her around while straightening my legs. I pulled her between them and and held her tight. We both sighed in pleasure despite the freezing water surrounding us. The baby started kicking and stretching too, as though to communicate it was content in this position.

"You know I love you, right Maxie?"

"Yeah. Love you too!" I smiled into Max's hair.

"Max what do you think of calling the baby Cindy if its a girl?" I hoped this didn't upset her.

"Really Alec? You would let me call our baby Cindy if it's a girl?"

"Of course Maxie. Anything for you."

"How about Biggs for a boy? What do you think?" I thought she would choose Ben, or Seth, or even Zack before she ever chose Biggs.

" That would mean a lot Maxie. Thank you!" We fell into a peaceful silence. After a while, I felt Max's forehead, and since it had cooled a bit I decided that we could get out of the water. We both went to the bedroom, dried ourselves and put on fresh clothes. I went to make Max more food while she got blankets and curled up on the sofa. I guess she got a little too cold in the bath.

We sat and ate together, then curled up on the sofa together under the duvets, watching some pre-pulse film called 'Devour'. We spent the night laughing at my obvious discomfort that I looked -vaguely- like the main character.

I felt as though nothing bad could go wrong, ever again. I knew that was not true even in the slightest, but I could always pretend - just for one night.

?'s POV

The first thing I became aware of, was the scraping noise. It was driving me nuts. I groaned and tried to turn over, finding the task impossible I opened my eyes. I only saw darkness. Then the memories of my situation hit me. Damn it they did it again! I warned them not to fake my death without warning me first. I understood the scraping noise now. They were digging me out. Just then they broke through the lid of my coffin. Hands grabbing my arms, pulling me out and upright. My legs felt shaky, making me feel weak and vulnerable. I always hate this feeling. Stupid faux-death drug. People shaking the dirt and grit from me.

"Are you alright Ma'am?" Stupid true blue soldiers! Manticore never did respect anyone but those of higher rank. I cleared my throat and put on my harshest tone.

" Somebody wanna tell Original Cindy who killed her, without her permission?"

*Gasping-wide eyes* She's not dead! And she's Manticore! I told you NO-ONE would guess this ending! Hehe so anyone that wants a sequel just ask, cause i do have a plot for it and i can see where it would go. So leave a review or send a PM asking for a sequel if you want it XD

Thanks again to everyone who read it and reviewed. and those of you who added it to your favourites and story alerts thanks a bunch! =P