Recicup: that's just how Max sees it, she said it back in season 1 of the series. As for the assholes, yeah, but there's more where that came from.
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Season 4. Ep.21
Walking out of the conference room with Alec, Mole and a muttering Daniel in tow we stopped once outside the door. "I'm gonna go check on Deck and Logan. Make sure their not becoming best buds." I smirk, "I'll come with you." Alec joined me. "I've got munitions to check." Mole turned from his position facing me against the door and headed left. "I guess that leaves me with the third recording shift." Daniel muttered under his breath, walking towards the upper level of HQ where Dix and Luke were.
Alec and I headed in a similar direction but then cut off from the first level to around the right corner where the cells were located in a nearby area. I found it slightly funny, our jail cells used to be 'production labs', now…I saw Carr looking out of the small office inside the building. He opened the door to both the office and the building. "Please tell me it's good news?" I pleaded.
He ushered us inside to the office, which told me not so much on the good news part. He looked worn, "Any news at this point." Alec asked standing beside me, an arm around my back. Something he did a lot that gave me that sense of comfort. It helped out more than I was willing to admit to, that and he knew how much I loved being touched by him, my inner feline enjoying the small petting of his hand as he made subtle caresses against my skin.
For him, it was a male thing I suppose. "We should talk." Carr stated. This can't be good…the moment those words come out you know something isn't right… "Spit it out Carr." I demanded. Rip off the proverbial band aid. I wasn't in the mood for mind games and my patience was wearing thin on this subject. "It's Logan." Crap. He looked to me, not good.
"There's no going back for him." Shit…I was afraid of this… "Crap." Alec muttered, voicing my earlier thought. I looked up at him briefly, "Why not? There's got to be a way. If people can be weaned off friggin' heroin then why not transgenic blood?" I asked. My voice coming off slightly desperate no more blood, no more bodies…but I may not have a choice this time.
Looking at me eye to eye he responded, "I believe I mentioned it in passing before. Your bodies were made to handle the genetics. For the endurance, speed, agility, his wasn't." I couldn't prevent the down cast of my face, "Hell it took those scientists decades and previous X series to perfect you. His body can't handle the amount that's been put in and he can't live without it." My head fell completely.
I felt Alec's arm tighten around me, he knew how close Logan and I once were. Plus he and Logan had been 'kinda, sorta, friends' at one point. "How long?" Alec asked seeing that I was having a hard time dealing with this new information. When you're high on anger and rage it makes it easier to not care, to not want them to live, but when all that anger fades away…or at least gets put to rest, the need to salvage from the situation comes up.
"To what?" I demanded. He and Carr seemed to be having a private conversation and I didn't like it. "Till he breaks." Carr answered, seeming to have gotten agreement from Alec on more many levels. My eyes narrowed at both thoughts, "But I thought - " Alec turned me partially around to see him better, "Logan's mind is being consumed by the changes Max. He's not himself at all. You saw his display in the apartment." I noticed Carr nodding mutely in the corner of my eye.
"I thought with taking and easing the transgenic blood it would help. To put it simply, with it, he becomes obsessed…even more so than now, and eventually an all consuming self destructiveness. He's messed up his body so much that without the blood, his body will kill him with sensory pain over load. His original DNA structure will fall apart, it cannot be changed and with Logan trying to do just that he dug himself into this impossibly deep hole."
Carr's words provided no enlightening, only another problem to contend with. I looked over to see Logan. He was still all hooked up with the I.V.'s next to Deck in his cell. I had to ask, "Does Deck agree?" Alec was still skeptical of Deck but unlike him and Zack I have had some alone time with the guy. While I don't trust him fully I have some ideals to keep him on the straight and narrow with us.
"Truthfully Deck is mildly worried about having a quote 'hopped up on transgenic blood obsessed' cell mate next to him. His words not mine." The redundant quotes had a tinge of sarcastic humor to them despite the situation and his defense. I pinched the bridge of my nose in aggravation as Alec tightened his hold around me. Pulling me more into him I sighed. No more blood on my hands…
I went to the window looking through it to the cells. There was a makeshift transgenic made gate that opened up to let people inside to see them and the make shift cells themselves, and one I.V. tube for Logan. The rest of the space was empty, save for Deck next to him. "I can't lose another life…" I whispered it so softly under my breath I had wondered if Alec had even heard it with his sensitive hearing.
Made me also wonder what I'd be forced to do if said life threatened my girls…my mate…my friends…but I knew as long as he was here he couldn't…wouldn't…even in his state I didn't believe him capable of hurting innocent lives. Alec came up behind me, and enveloped me in a tight hold, "This was his choice to make. NOT yours." He mildly reprimanded me for once again self-loathing.
"His choice did this not yours. Hell you're still trying to save him despite all that he's done to you and to us. You're a better human than me and you have a bigger and better heart than me." I inhaled, "I'm only a better person because of you being by my side, helping me out. Logan…he did help me see that there is some good to be saved. And it felt right to help out on occasion, but now he needs to be saved…from himself." Carr was silent giving us our moment.
"Guess this counts for something." I whisper, my eyes feeling watery at the sight in front of me. I grip Alec's hand by my waist and use it as strength, drawing from it I turned around and spoke to both of them, "We should see him." They both looked to each other in mild debate. Then Carr's face looking as hopeful as ever said, "Perhaps seeing you two together will bring his head into my focus. Give him some minor clarity." Alec however wasn't that optimistic.
"Or it could make him mentally crash into himself, which would make the possibility of retaining any sense of his personality or what's left of it a virtual impossibility." His dead panned accuracy may not be helping towards Logan but it was another point for me to examine. More to think on, "He can't have any doubts Alec." He looks down to me. I tried, "Maybe seeing us together will be a wake up call for him." Otherwise I need to come up with more ideas…and fast.
He backed away and guided me through the office door and then signaled for the guard on shift to open the gate. Sitting back where he was he gave us the keys and we walked over to Logan's cell. Opening his cell door I spotted Deck looking at me, "Hello Max." he greeted. "Been too long." He continued on, that 'I'm trying to help out' grin on his face, "Not long enough." I muttered.
I was still weary of him but I did hold more trust. Didn't mean I needed to tell him or show him just yet. "I don't think I'll ever get used to Deck being down here." Alec muttered only for me to hear. It was surreal. Deck's grin fell then his face fell to Logan's own. "He needs to be put down Max." telling me I need to 'put him down' like an animal is not helping my mood with him.
"Your X5 specific genetic sequence weren't meant to be a permanent fix to paralysis or to try and become a transgenic." That caught our ears, after all how often do you agree with the man who spent the better part of ten years hunting you down? Even if he did go rogue from Manticore as I did. I didn't know what he had up his sleeve and I knew Alec sure as hell didn't trust him…even if I did…just a LITTLE!
I know that he and Carr collaborated but how much did he really know? "X5 blood in the usage of human tissue is only meant to help speed up recovery time. Not for permanent solutions. Why do you think even at Manticore we did very little dabbling in that area?" he had our attention. He stood up, I noticed both Alec and myself had to fight to keep ourselves from backing up and standing to attention. The movements were subtle but the trained eye could spot it.
He was the person that no matter what unit you were in you knew to fear him. His face held a sad grimace. He knew something, something from Manticore, "Prolonged exposure did more harm than good. Sure one or two transfusions, maybe three to help out in an individual is fine but once the exposure becomes prolonged…we had a case back at Manticore…the subject became obsessed with his mission. Eventually he lost sight of reality and had to be put down." Logan was already in the first stages.
"It changed the chemical imbalance in the brain…" he walked over to Logan's bed against the bars. Feeling more confident while he slept rather than when he was awake, "Like Cale here." He truly did look sorry. Alec and I both looked over to Logan in sympathy, "There's no reversing the effects, no amount of draining or weaning will work." He turned his head away.
"Believe me I've seen it. We drained our subject while replacing his blood with 0 negative human blood. The shift back down to a lesser blood type changed the bodies system, confused it. It treated the human blood like a bacteria, attacked it. The subject was in constant pain. We tried weaning it like your doctor tried to do. Even the slowest of processes after a while didn't do any good." I looked to him in question.
He answered, "The subject became enraged at the simplest of things. The lose of the blood he wanted made his system that much weaker for an internal attack." Basically the fucker could have gotten a cough and died that easily. "Draining the amount of blood Cale has taken in or weaning him off of it has left his body in a sort of 'immune free' state." Alec sighed. "His immune system is shot to hell. Anything foreign that comes in will kill him." He asserted.
"Then how come he's not dead now?" I asked, "Cause there is still X5 blood in his system. When he tried to change his structure he made himself more vulnerable rather than stronger. As long as he has an ounce of X5 blood in his system he's safe, but his mental state is shot." His words halted me…Logan never stood a chance…if only we knew…suddenly Logan's eyes opened.
The sedatives were wearing off more quickly these last few days. Upon seeing my face he smiled. At seeing Alec by my side…the small of his hand on my lower back, mine on his arm, our hips brushing…not so much. More like a look of hate. "Alec." It came out like a curse word. Alec not for keeping the mood down said Logan's name in sympathy, "Logan…hey buddy." I briefly shot my eyes to Alec, he meant well but sometimes his charisma wasn't very well placed.
"Funny calling me that. Usually 'buddies' don't steal girlfriends." Logan spat. His body no longer tried to jiggle or loosen the binds that held him down. Already figuring out we put Manticore grade ones on him. One of the few things someone had decided to salvage from the burnt down site. The words 'I' and 'she' left mine and Alec's lips at the same time as we spoke, "Were never" and "was never your girlfriend".
It was a relationship that never truly launched. We were always in neutral. Logan merely narrowed his eyes at Alec then turned to me, "After everything we went through…?" he sobbed, not having the transgenic nature to hide his feelings. "So have we." Alec spoke up. "We have a loving family here together." For a moment I feared him mentioning the girls – that would be a fun one – NOT – but his statement could have pretty much meant our nation, our little city in here.
"That reminds me…" We all shot our glances to Deck, "How are the babies?" how'd he know it was 'babies'? Apparently he saws the looks on our faces, "Well Alec is a by-product of being twinned. So there's a 50% chance that any child he'd have would also be twinned…that and you were a little extra heavy during the pregnancy." I narrowed my eyes, "Hey!" my voice gained a little volume.
I was still a tinge bit sensitive in that area. "I wasn't that big…" I grumbled. Alec leaned down, "You were a little on the heavy side…" before I could yell at him he whispered, "In all the right areas." There was little I could do to argue when he complimented me. I didn't want to admit to defeat so I merely shrugged it off like it had no effect on me, "Guess it makes a sorta sense."
Logan didn't seem to like it though. "They should have been my kids you know," he growled under his breath, though everyone there could hear him. Our vision shifted to Logan, "Logan…"I started, "I don't blame you Max…" he thought I was apologizing, "I blame you!" his voice rose when directed at Alec, "You're the one responsible for all of this!" he nearly shouted in anger. "And how is that?" Alec answered back in a mixture of anger and sadness.
"You took her from me, took our chance at happiness…" oh Logan if only your brain wasn't going… "He didn't do anything but show me another option, showed me how one track minded I had become." I chastised him like a petulant child. Though he was far from that, his mind however…was something else. I felt saddened. This wasn't how Eyes Only should have gone out.
It should have been a final blow out, 'take down one last bad guy, dying a martyr' type of finale, not wasting away on a cot in a cell cause his brain refuses to listen to reason or logic, making him a dangerous unstable man. I didn't want to start burying people in the field out back. We were planning on making it an out - door sports area, I was trying to keep it that way. "You used to be a good man, now…your actions threaten the people that I love." I pleaded.
Logan was so wrong for what he'd done over time. But he was a part of my life…a part that'll be sad to see gone. "I don't see why you couldn't just accept it. Accept us. Why not?" I pleaded this time only anger was within my tone. This had to end. "That's why I did this!" he retorted back. "I love you Max. We were supposed to get the cure, be together, then lead the transgenics, get them to help with Eyes Only missions why having our own little family." Alec snorted though I could tell it was accidental.
Logan snapped his gaze to him, "Something funny?" he sneered towards the sometimes cocky mate of mine. "Yeah." Alec replied. With a dead look on his face he shot back with, "There's no way everyone or anyone, unless they were ridiculously low in rank or owed you, would followed your leadership." Logan narrowed his eyes, "I can lead - " Alec cut him off like he hadn't spoken.
"They'd see that Max was just a front so you could use them as your own little 'EO' army. Now seriously what kind of full grown man hides behind his 'girlfriend' or not like that girlfriend'? It's not the type of man I got the impression of when I first meet you. In fact despite us X series being at genius levels, you were a really smart guy, yet you let your obsession over rule all of your logic. You think even a Beta male or female would accept being told what do to from a man like that?" I never thought of that.
It's how he got Seth from what I read on the files Syl and Krit showed me and myself. I know we'd put on a 'quid pro quo' but other then some shotty leads very few times he never came through. Speaking of Seth, "Why didn't you tell me about Seth?" I demanded of Logan. Totally off subject I caught him off guard, catching confusing looks from Deck and Alec. Logan looked on more 'oops'…then slowly 'shit' came in, before 'confusion' was brought to the forefront.
"What about X5 - " Deck started to ask. I cut in, "Seth! His name was Seth!" I ground out a little higher pitched than usual, my now dead brother. Now Deck was the one fighting to remain in position and trying hard not to back up. "He got killed while on a mission for Logan." Logan gulped. "A little gem you forget to mention when we met?" I snapped out in question form. He blanched, "Max I can explain." They always do.
"Oh I'm sure you can." Alec jumped in. Logan shot a glare to him. It went past my confident mate without care. "I'm sure how you can explain how you pulled a fast one on Max, got her brother killed, lured her in with a 'quid, pro, quo', probably the same as her brother I might add, hardly got her any information on her siblings, used her for your own 'Dogooder' missions and to look good in front of your family, I mean the list goes on." Alec finished off.
He was right. "I can't help it if her siblings, someone you were twinned from knows how to hid." Logan shot back. Alec smiled as he rubbed his chin with his left hand. "Trust me we're FAR from sibs." The obvious statement only angered Logan further, acting in more of a jab than a fact. Needing Logan to be reasonable and to stay off the line of negative thoughts I jumped in.
"Logan we came here to get you to see reason." I had a feeling the attempt was futile. I looked to the blood bag, "The blood is killing you now. It wasn't meant for this kind of purpose." There has to be a way to avoid spilling blood… well…there just has to be! I saw Logan's face, "The blood is keeping me alive Max. I need it so I can be better, be stronger…for you…" he pleaded. "I can be better than him." He said with distaste towards Alec.
"No you can't." Alec stated simply. Like it was a commonly known fact. "I've been trained since I was 3-4 years old. What I know and what I could do…" he looks Logan over, "No you could never be better than me on those levels." Logan was angry now, well…angrier now. All it took were the next few words and the deranged look to tell me Logan was gone and gone for good.
"Max just trust me. I just need a little bit more time. Then we can be together, we'll raise the kids together, then have our own little ones. We'll be happy again." Its official…I thought…Logan was lost to us. An asylum couldn't take him in. he'd break down over our blood or seize up and die anyways. With Alec's hand as a guide on my back, I walked out of the cell and back to the office.
"He's far too gone to listen to reason now. What would be the most painless way to go?" Alec asked tiredly. I wanted to protest but there wasn't any alternative in sight, "With anesthesia." Carr suggested. I laid my head against the door. Alec walked to me, with his hands holding me close, he offered, "If you wanna sit this one out…no one would think anything different of you."
As tempting as it was I wasn't a coward. "No." I looked in Logan's direction, "I'm the reason he's in this jam…it's only fair I see him through it." He nodded his head. I felt it briefly bob my hair before he settled his head gently against the back of my own. My feline and human instincts taking comfort the mere presence he provided me with. It was much needed.
His words brought me out of my head space. I want to stay wrapped up in the glow of his arms, feel his body heat surrounding me with comfort, but I needed to deal with reality before I could have my moments of peace, "His family will be asking questions, and some if not all are high ranking members of society." I.E. not easy to get away with. "We'll think of something…we always do." I looked down.
"I just wish he could at least go out with a final bang, and have everyone find out who Eyes Only really was. Fake his death you know. Let his family see that he did a lot of good things in his days that he accomplished a lot. His uncle never thought to highly of him, family failure…I'm sure the rest followed in line." I rambled uncaring. I saw a light in Alec's eyes, "Why don't you go and get the girl's from Gem's. I'll catch up in a little while." I nodded my head.
A few hours spent with my girls should help out. Take my mind off things and let me come at the problem with a new approach. I sincerely hoped we could help him. Maybe even give me another perspective… "Okay…" after a loving kiss, a small caress of fingers to my face, gliding over my cheek bone to leave a small trail of heat and compassion in their wake, telling me things would work out, and a comforting grip to my side, Alec released me.
I left to go to the girls. After closing the door I left off towards HQ to confirm Gamble's equipment was still 'nothing'. Once that was done I left off for Gem's nursery where the girls were. I saw them playing with big, rounded plastic colorful toys. The sight made me want to cry. It's going to be a while before the visual of two baby girls with the perfect mix of Alec and me, didn't make me stare in awe.
Within an hour of breast-feeding the girls Alec came in. He had this somber, tranquil look on his face. Coming to me on the couch he sat down and wrapped an arm around my shoulders while nuzzling his face in my neck, "Thank you." he whispered. I looked up to him a small amount of confusion filtering across my face, "For giving me a family…" he caressed my face with his right hand, "For giving me a chance to make you happy and for choosing me." I smiled and bent my head to touch his.
"Then thank you." Now he looked bewildered, "For putting up with all my asinine ways, my bitchiness, drama, and for showing me that we can lead somewhat normal lives despite who and what we are. Thanks to you I have a family, two beautiful girls and a wonderful, loving mate that is as cocky as they come." He smiled is response. We sat there for a moment before he stood up.
"I'm going to move some boxes of baby stuff that Gem gave me into the other bedroom, we can turn it into the girls room." I nodded. I felt bad knowing that regular parents work their asses off conforming a room for their babies long before due dates but we were so busy that all we had done was collected a few baby things and two cribs that Joshua had insisted on making, were seated in our room. We would soon again want own privacy back as two parents in need of alone time together.
I watched Alec coming back and forth a few times from the hallway where Gem's apartment was through our door. He'd propped it open to move the boxes inside with more ease. I had already noticed that Alec's muscles were bulking up a bit. All that heavy lifting he'd done building the prior 'office research labs' and one 'production lab' into the 'nursery', 'bakery/restaurant', 'martial arts center' and 'school' had really done a number on him.
And now these boxes being moved were working him over in a really good way, showing every inch of his toned muscles, making my mouth water. He only ever trained twice a week now since he was already technically getting a work out everyday almost. Working B & E jobs, running back and forth for the buildings maintenance and making sure TC itself ran well took more than just me.
Alec and I worked a lot on it all together as well as Cece, Daniel, Mole, Joshua and the rest. It was a wonder we had time to be parents but we were managing. I guess that was how people out there did it, working two different jobs and trying to support a family, only for us, we worked one really big job, running TC. It was Mia's presence coming through the open door that had me remembering the interconnecting moments with her to Alec's muscle bit.
I wasn't the only one who noticed his muscle build, other X5 and X6 females noticed as well. Granted they never truly acted on it knowing he was mated to me but I still didn't like the looks they gave him. I had an incident at one point when I overheard a female talk about all the things she'd love to do to my mate, she was lucky Mia had decided to stay in TC for a little while.
Granted it was only for a while at a time but you know when you're trying to keep your man out of 'the life' it can be trying times. Not that I felt I had to worry over him, I had confidence in him, trust in him, it was the females I didn't trust. Mia however, had found herself a decent job and was great with how she worked her magic…so to speak. I'd officially made her 'liaison' of our 'interrogations department'. I should have had her work over Gamble but she was out of town doing a job and couldn't be there during our time crunch.
After all she could get anything out of anyone she wanted…within reason. So whenever we really needed her 'magic' we called her in to take care of it, after all she did once tell me 'It's fun!' with a ridiculous amount of enthusiasm. Personally it grated on my last nerve but the less physical damage the better for our 'PR' appearance. Mia gave us the perfect way for that, plus when she wasn't using her 'mind-melt' as Alec called it, she was actually a really nice woman.
To overly cheerful at times like her common verbal classes were done in the 1950's home style for the 'Betty Crocker' family type of moms but other than that she was a great asset to have around. And if she hadn't been around me when that girl was having her words…lets just says I was ready to cram them BACK down her throat. I was ready to ring the girl's neck when Mia had popped up out of nowhere.
Like an eyesore I was ready to shove her away when she said, "Let me Max." with a smile, I swear the girl hardly knew how to frown…just when someone insulted her 'Dougie'. Meeting the girl's eyes I hear Mia's words, "Hey there, you do know that as nice as Alec looks there's several potential unmated males who'd like a pretty females company." The girl nodded her head and walked off.
"Thanks." I nodded, "Anything to keep the peace between our founders." I furrowed my brows, "Founders?" I asked her. She nodded her head before acting like it was some juicy piece of gossip that I needed to know, "You're not serious?" I indicated that I was, "Oh Max, It's obvious that you and Alec, besides Mole, are the main founders of Terminal City. You two keep this place and the people running." I couldn't take all the credit here after all Mole and the transhumans were here first.
"If anything it would be Mole, Joshua, Alec and myself. I'm just a public figure and paper work handler for everyone here." I shrugged off. To be so complimented…it was unfamiliar…she'd given me this motherly 'oh dear' look before saying, "You'll see what I mean…" I still didn't get it. And now seeing her coming through the door just barely managing to avoid Alec tripping over her form had me curious.
"Listen I heard about Logie. Is there anything I can do?" my daughters had decided right then that they needed to stop eating. Taking them off my shoulders Alec dropped his box and came on over taking Nyx in his arms and prepping her for burping while I had Nikita, "We tried talking to him a little while ago. I don't think there's anything else to do about him."
I feel like I'm coming up with an idea but it's one of those thoughts that is one the tip of your tongue that you never get. It could be my solution with Logan. I'll have to wait till it decides to come back. Usually I don't have that 'tip of the tongue' issue, the ability to process multiple things at the same time kinda renders that impossible but Logan's drama added with all of Gamble's possible traitorous is kinda impacting on me right now. "I'm working on an idea though…"
No more was said as Nikita decided to let loose some milk during her burp. Luckily we both had towels prepped for this. Nyx simply burped before giggling, "Thinking Nyx might have the cast iron stomach." Alec commented. Then Alec was feeling the creamage of liquid milk going down his back. He cringed slightly, "Spoke to soon." I wanted to laugh, instead I smiled and took Nikita to be washed up.
"Mia we'll take care of Logan. In the meantime think you can use your skills by listening to the person over a recording Com system?" she quirked her head, "It's something new to try. Yippy a new way to improve my skills if it works, this'll be fun!" I give a small smile, "HQ with Dix and Luke. See what you can read from voices. The tones differentiate things from there." She smiled in a freakish 50's way right as she walked out, "Toodles!"
Alec and I both had a 'what the fuck?' look at the word usage. "Let's limit her vocab with the girls when they get older. They won't last long in the world saying 'toodles'." I tell him. "Or we could just ask her to limit the 50's talk in front of the girls when they get older." I nod my head in agreement. Going into the bathroom I reach one hand out to draw a bath, only a few inches deep.
Once the water is warm enough I undress Nikita and Alec follows suit with Nyx as they both are splashing around in the tub. I searched my own memory for something similar. The only thing I could come up with was when I first indulged in baths. I was all alone and felt free. Granted my experience was a good 15 years later in life at least I could give our daughters something better.
Washing their giggling bodies up we dried them, put their diapers on before feeding again, burping, and then letting sleep claim them. Moving back to the bathroom for a shower for myself I grabbed the baby monitor and set it on the counter. Stripping from my clothes I ran the water till it felt warm/hot. I enjoyed the steamy heat of the shower. It eased aching and tense muscles and stressed nerve endings. I slipped into the shower stall and pulled the curtain back.
Grabbing the soap I started to lather up. Once my hair was wet I felt eyes on me. I saw Alec through the shower curtain in awe. I knew that look and it made me wet with excitement as much as it made my heart swell with joy, that no matter how many times we had each other, the sight of the others mate would forever be something to take in and never get bored of seeing each other even in the most innocent of actions. Though my actions right now were hardly innocent.
Seeing where his eyes were, I saw the glint in them. The lust, the love, the admiration, and the dark depths that spoke of how deep his feelings for me ran…with my body soaked I started to innocently toy with my body. Brushing hands throughout my hair then down my chest, tweaking pert nipples between my thumb and middle fingers right before I trailed them down my stomach, making my way between my legs, and finally dipping my fingers into my wetness.
Before Alec this was something I only felt comfortable doing during heat. Now…I trailed an obvious path from between my slowly becoming swollen lips, right back up my stomach, between my breasts, then finally into my mouth. Alec's eyes were glued to my every movement, regardless of intent. Meeting my eyes now, seeing that my intentions were deliberate, his eyes darkened even more. A growl was heard coming from his lips as he blurred to me.
I smiled for his haste but put my hand against his chest, "Clothes off now." He tried to push into me, "NOW!" I ordered. Relenting even though I knew his body was aching, he stepped back only long enough to strip himself of everything he had. Once done he asked in a sultry, cocky tone, "Am I naked enough for the lady now?" I wrapped my arms around his neck, feeling his strong chest go from brushing to crushing my own chest.
He backed up just enough to slip his hand between us and fondle my flesh himself. "You live to drive me nuts. Don't you?" He barked in aroused aggravation. Not truly upset but on the edge had him more frustrated. Tightening his hand on my breast and encouraging more plundering I answered, "I've never known you for complaining." His tongue dipped into and out, mimicking what he wanted to do below.
I grabbed his hardening cock and methodically pumped him in rhythm to his dancing tongue. He groaned, gave my nipple one last brush before going to the other one and dropping his other hand between my own legs, "Honey with you in anyway I want, I'd have to be deaf, dumb and blind to start complaining." His mouth devoured mine while his left hand dropped to trace my lips below. "Oh…fu…." I lost my words as he expertly rubbed my clit.
Mouth falling open and away from his own I felt his member harden to the breaking point, "Somehow even in the simplest of fashions you can get me hard with just a few small strokes." Lifting me up I greeted his mouth again before letting the words, "We both know my hand isn't anything compared to my - " all then become submerged by the need to scream out in pleasure.
Making love to Alec always had me wanting to scream his name. So when he lifted me up, spread my legs wide and slammed me down lightening fast on his length I was in heaven. But I had to remain quite. So instead of screaming my pleasure, I bit my lip, trying to avoid waking the girls, knowing if they were anything – which they were – like myself or Alec they'd have highly sensitive hearing to.
Feeling him pulsate within me made me want to drive down harder, make him mine...so I did. I used his shoulders while his head fell into the curve of my neck and used them to slam myself down on his raging organ. He groaned out in pleasure filled agony, "Keep that up we won't be able to be silent." He warned, breathing heavily and groaning his pleasure in my ear.
"We can…try…" I gasped out when he rammed up inside of me. Up against the side of the shower wall was slick, but the few tiles above my head were still dry. "Take me Maxie…" his voice grating now, becoming harder, more passionate and demanding, I loved it. "Take all…of…me." he now gasped between his steady, hard thrusts. His one hand hooked around my shoulder to pull me harder into him while his other hand twisted and pinch my throbbing clit to his content.
We both knew however, if we went any harder, that if we truly lost ourselves to the passion, neither of us would have been able to contain ourselves. The need to proliferate our excitement of being one with our mate, the one we love, would become too great to ignore and therefore the need to scream out each other's names and groan out in utter pleasure filled abandonment would be inevitable.
But the slow pace was driving me slowly mad with desire. If he didn't break and let go I was going to. I was whimpering with the need to cut loose and cry out in pleasure. As if reading my mind Alec came up with a distraction. While I met one of his thrusts going down he slapped the backside of my ass. It wasn't hard enough to hurt me but hard enough to sobering the whimpers within.
The pain pleasure combination also made me that much more hornier for him. Something I hadn't really ever given into experiencing in depth before him. A few times that were barely memorable but otherwise, nothing that left me feeling hornier. It was a sight he could clearly see. My eyes shot to his dark ones. They seemed almost black with the amount of love, lust and knowing trust within them.
Whatever he was looking for I gave it to him. Grabbing my right leg he swung it over his shoulder and started to thrust harder into me. The deeper penetration hit my g-spot almost instantly. I opened my mouth to scream out when he slapped my backside again. I arched my brows at the sensation, feeling that the pain was definitely bringing on a new pleasure within me. I smiled in mixture of satisfaction and darkness.
It seemed like this was a new way for him to keep me from screaming out. Even though we loved to exclaim our excitement for one another, we also didn't want to wake our girls up, so the added, darker touches played towards our rougher sides without causing a louder drawback. I grinned at him seeing what angles he was playing here. His grin shot forth and so did the angle and depth of his thrusts. This time his little trick didn't work and I couldn't help but let loose a loud moan of pleasure.
He covered my mouth with his own, deciding to swallow my sounds instead. One last slap to my ass ended with a grip tight enough to pull me any which direction he wanted to. His thrusts grew faster, the depth, I felt was repeatedly hitting my g-spot making my bliss go through the roof. In seconds I felt my inner muscles clamp down around his length. Hearing him grunt I briefly wondered…since we have the girls, was I now susceptible to getting pregnant outside of heat?
Note to self…once the gratification wears off make a note to ask Alec later on. Right now…right now…we slid down the shower wall, all of two inches when I realize he's grinning from ear to ear. He hasn't come yet. Determined to make him come with me I shove from the shower wall, take the curtain with us – need new ringlets for the curtain now – and I mount him.
I briefly wonder if the girls heard that bang but not hearing the baby monitor go off I didn't bother with it. Instead I focused on him. He lets me ride him for all of four thrusts before surging beneath me, making me loose a tad bit of balance and rolling us both over on the shower curtain.
Grabbing my legs he opens them wide, "You want it?" he demands. I try to get him to thrust. He stalls. Knowing what he wants, my submissiveness, I give in while taking the lead. Angling my head in a dominating angle, I show part of my teeth in an effort to remain in control, which we at this point, both know I'm not, "Give me all you've got." I demand right back. Not giving him the begging 'yes' he's angling for.
He pounds into me till I'm on the verge of screaming my orgasm. Unable to hold on I open my mouth to let it out. He plunders my mouth in his own and grunts his own pleasure out. Shifting both our mouths we bite the sides of each others necks to muffle our loud sounds, breaking the skin once more in our haste to claim and silence the sounds of our climaxes. There's a tinge of blood splashing on my tongue before my saliva seals the red wound, as I feel my own being sealed as well.
Once out of breathe, sated and happily on cloud nine we both hear the sounds of the girls crying out. Despite the need to stay on the ground and go for round two, the need to take care of our daughters takes the forefronts of our minds. Getting up we throw on a robe for me and boxers plus a t-shirt for him. Feeling giddy and happy all at once all I can think of is…nothing can bring down this mood…
Gamble's POV
I knew I would have to watch how I worked this new routine of mine. Acting as a double agent for the familiars was one thing but to act as a double agent for the transgenics…for Max…is another. I'll be living three lives now. Mata Hari doesn't have anything on me, although if I get caught by the familiars with this I'll get a fate much worse than her…I sigh in agitation over that.
Why couldn't Sandman have made this easier? Spying on the familiars for him, spying on the now so called 'transgenic trash' for the familiars, acting as 'Deputy Mayor' and now spying on the familiars for Max and the others, it wasn't an easy or a happy scenario, but it seemed to be mine.
Could my life get any harder? As if the fruition of my words comes out I see White walking towards me. He doesn't look too thrilled, but then again unless a transgenic dies or unless he feels he's getting close to finding his son he has that permanent grump look on his face. "Fe'nostol." I greet from my office desk. He greets me back then locks the door shut.
"I hear you were under attack." He notes. You're a born and breed familiar, play it cool… "Just a bunch of rowdy kids. Guards over reacted on getting me out." I told him nonchalantly. Typing in some budgets on the computer I see White looks pensive, "What can I do for you? Unless you were really just concerned about my health in which case I'd have to be concerned over yours." He never cared about anyone unless it was someone who could help him get what he needed too.
He smirks at the inside joke. He didn't care about people so much as respect them a great deal. There was a difference, "I came here to see how the progress with the transgenics is going. I've been slowing down the process over at 'ballistics' on the gun that killed Preston. I've had to scramble their computers a few times to prevent them from figuring out anything more than need be." His work had been good.
"After all can't let them find out I attempted to assassinate Preston." He was so smug about it too. Happy, "Of course things would have gone better if I had been given the clear to shoot 452 instead." He was still gripping about that. The conclave had told him she needed to be captured alive, but once the bullet had been struck the ability to get near her was impossible. I decided to play with him a little, "Like you really wanted to." White shot me a look.
"Come on even McKinnley has seen the way you've looked at her from time to time." I was treading on dangerous ground. White is known for his temper so how far before he snapped? Did I want him to snap? Would I get him thrown off of Max's case with the familiars for a while? Let's see. "Not to mention I've heard from a few of your own men – whom won't be named – that you even told her quote 'you're much prettier than in your picture'." His face was red with rage.
"Let me explain something to you." He stated in a calm manner, belying the look on his face. "My interest in 452 is a 'need to kill basis'. Her pretty features only hid what she really is." I loved to play with White…and I wasn't done…yet. Abandoning my work on the computer temporarily I lean over my desk, but not too closely and ask him, "You can admit it to me you know. I won't tell a soul. Cause admittedly…" God please don't let me saying this, come back and bite me in the ass later.
I still had her people listening to this conversation. White tried to act cool about it before leaning forward himself, causing me to barely keep myself from leaning back to avoid whatever's coming for me. I wasn't suicidal. "452 is a pain in my ass. Granted a hot little piece of ass but looks only go so far. She will tell me where my son is and she will die by my hands." At least with her people hearing this they'll know how determined he really is and maybe have an advantage to use.
"Are you asking because your starting to develop the same feelings yourself?" damn! Before I found out she was mated and pregnant…yes… "Of course not. It's like you said, a hot piece of ass only goes so far." He agreed. "So where are we with our plan?" I asked him. He sits laid back in his seat, "We need her out of our way but with the rise of 'transgenic supporters' it's become more apparent that the fear is dissipating. My plan in that area didn't go as well as expected."
Playing on people's fears doesn't always have the greatest outcomes. "Then we need to find another way. Your strategy isn't working anymore and we have no more 'weapons' to put it at our disposal. 452's contact had his detective friend kill the only person that could have had the potential to kill them, and there isn't another one like him around who would be willing to do such a task for over a thousand miles around." I tell him.
He looks off not liking that the one good idea he had has faltered over this past year. "I might have a new plan, one that will end them for good. But I need to figure out how to get the contacts. Our people aren't everywhere." He states in displeasure. Getting up I escort him out while going to my own car. Driving back to Terminal City I was met by Mole and Daniel. These guys hated me with a passion but they trusted Max's judgment so I wasn't going to let them down.
"I'm here to help set up a meeting between Max and you all with Sandman. I think it's due time you all met." Both the lizard guy and the tall one looked to me in disbelief before grunting something I couldn't understand and 'escorting me to Max. I heard Alec snip out, "I don't mind lookin' right before I kill 'em!" his tone was that of a badly done impression of White. Clearly he'd heard the feedback, "Now do you believe me?" I asked entering the 'interrogation room'.
The blonde with the glare snorted at me. Max rolled her eyes while Alec moved beside her. His movements were more…how you say it 'sexual' now. Plus Max had a glint in her eyes. If I didn't know any better, judging by their movements and that look in her eyes I'd say… "I will when we know what White's new plan is so we can figure out how to stop it." Max concedes.
I smirk. Alec ignores, focusing on Max. His left arm looped around her back while his right seemed to be absently playing with the stud on her right front pocket. The lizard guy Mole, just leaned against the door of the room without a care towards me, though I suspected it was really a front. That he would shoot if given the go ahead without thought or emotion. The other one, Daniel I believe looked too sullen in his own thoughts, biting the nail on his right thumb.
The blonde one couldn't remember if I'd heard his name looked at me with a hard penetrating glare. He hated me and…he saw something I wasn't sure of it was good or bad…or made up for that matter. Ignoring it for now I had a mission in mind, "You want more proof…?" I looked around to find the focus was all in my direction, "I'll set up a meet between you all and Sandman. Proof enough?" Max shifted, Alec mirrored her movements, and the rest took a step forward.
I smile in pride. Now we're getting somewhere…oh…White…let the games begin…
Logan's POV
I watched with rapid intent as my usual guards came into my cell to undo my restraints again. My usual bathroom trip, always guarded, always a constant annoyance. Plus I suspected my guards hated me. They were friends of Alec's, part of his old unit back at Manticore from what they'd told me. A way of assuring me that their loyalty was with him and his ever loyal mate.
I think they mentioned that when I told them who I was, though they seemed to have figured it out without me saying anything. How they had done that was shocking. I had been okay with Brain figuring me out because that's what his X series type was built for, but for a regular transgenic to figure me out so fast was unthinkable for me. I mean seriously no one was able to before.
I'm Eyes Only 'defender of truth and all that is innocent' as Max once put it. I had thought my position at Eyes Only would be something to use as a power play. It was a wasted effort and so of course they hated me. It was a failed power move against that 'cancerous Alec'. Alec. I frowned…his name even in my mind left a feeling of bitterness and disgust.
Such a waste of space he was…I don't know why Manticore saved him after his twin went serial killer on those people. So many lives lost and I was glad Max killed him. Besides it's not like they had been in touch those last few years. Okay so I'm being a little callous but it's within reason. Back to point here…he has my Max so caught up in whatever lies he has spinning that she can't see him for what he is…a psychopath…just like his twin. My cell opens up. Today is the day I make my move.
Letting them guide me out I wait till I'm far enough away before I strike. Having watched some of the X5's and X6's fighting and sparring while I was…'gathering information'…before Alec found out and called it 'spying'. I was protecting Max, learning more of the moves of the X series so I could combat Alec. She needs to be shown the truth and I'm the only one who can.
And now I would win. Conserving my strength I let Carr and Deck both think I was becoming weaker, but no I was making certain areas stronger. After all I had big fish to fry. It hurt to know Max just had his girls, their daughters…it was hard to hate but also hard to love since they should have been mine. I just had to keep remembering 'she was in heat, she's being blinded by their daughters'. It hurt just to think about it but to know she would see the truth VERY soon made that all better.
After all she didn't know any better. She felt like she didn't have a choice. Alec the 'Dick' that he is probably convinced her to have the girls so he'd have more power and influence over TC. Take more control while she was busy taking care of the girls. I strongly suspected he was working on a scheme with Lydecker to run the transgenics, maybe even place them back at Manticore.
Something Max would hate but be too blinded at this point to see. Why else would the colonel be alive with Max around? After all he spent the better part of ten years hunting her down, that doesn't go away over night or in the matter of a few encounters. She hates him…yeah…she used to hate Alec, now look where they area…my inner voice of so called 'reason' argued with me yet again.
Enough of the inner monologue, I have an attack ready. Then I'll take Max back, starting with her most precious assets to date. Smirking I hear the sneer in the X5's voice, "What are you smiling about?" he demanded, "Just thinking." I answered simply. A cocky grin of my own if I was honest. "Of what?" he asked somewhat snarky. I smiled wide now, no longer able to hide how confident I felt. "Of where to hide your bodies." It was enough to catch the guard of mine off guard for mere seconds.
That was my only chance. Pretending to take a stumble I waited till my first guard came up. He grabbed my arm, I head butted him from behind, then grabbed the gun I was sure Alec must have insisted upon, and pulled the trigger within the holster. The gun didn't have the desired effect. It only stunned him, his whole right side now going numb as he cursed in frantic anger.
His partner came up so I kicked him in the stomach. He grunted in mild shock. My anticipation had paid off, they weren't counting on me being able to hold my own. I slammed my head back as hard as I could again to my 'shock guard'. He groaned but didn't let up. "Call Alec and Max!" my initial guard said still with the currents running through him.
It was upsetting me that he was able to take so much shock but at the same time it gave me more insight. The other guy grabbed his cell. His arrogance in thinking I could be beat was going to be his downfall. This was my chance. Having seen Max use this cat like stunt before I managed to get the guy turned around enough to attempt to use the wall to leap over his head.
The ceiling about me prevented the move from being completed. That and my legs were a tad too long…but the crash down to the ground – added with three quick session head bangs – was enough to knock out the X5. The other one came to me. I grabbed the gun on the knocked out X5's side, pulled it out hoping that it still had another shock charge left in it.
The X5 blurred to me before I could shoot it. He body slammed me, then he threw at me at the wall. He pulled the stun gun out. I wrestled with him for nearly 30 seconds before I was able to see his own gun. I let it go giving him the impression I gave up, and used his two second time delay to grab his and pull the trigger within his own holster. The 'body slamming' X5 writhed on the ground in agony till I pumped enough voltage for him to stay down.
Even X5's weren't immune to electricity going through their veins. Punching him in the face for good measure I grabbed both X5's phones to buy me some time before finding the bathroom they normally took me to. Pulling them both in there I locked the door up and ran down the corridor. Here I come Max…