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Season 3 ep.23
Max's POV
Alec came up and struck his first target, knocking him into the chemical mix. White, having spotted him, pulled out his gun and started to fire. Only problem with drawing fire was that it alerted everyone else within hearing range to what was going on below. I watched as Alec and his group fought off the Familiars then I heard movement from behind me.
Looking back I saw the rest of my team. I signaled them to go help Alec and they left out to go help. What I didn't count on, however, was White focusing his attention half on Alec and half on the chemical. I made sure to make it impossible for him to focus on either, by drawing his attention to me.
Alec would be too busy fighting to notice White leaving. I told my partner to help Alec as I left my post to get closer to White. I grabbed my knife I kept stored away in the side of my boot for emergencies, and threw it straight at White. I needed his attention. It landed squarely in his shoulder.
It got his attention alright. Once he saw me, he forgot all about his need to get that chemical out. His need to kill me was greater than his need for his people. Right now, that piece of knowledge was working to me advantage. Rounding a set of boxes covering us both from view I spoke up, "Hello White."
I said it so casually, he was flaming mad, "You certainly aren't dressed for the occasion." I quirked my eyebrows and threw out sarcastically, knowing not to take my eyes from him while using my hands to indicate my body, "Well wearing leather pants and five inch stiletto heels just didn't seem very feasible considering the circumstances."
I couldn't help but add on at the end like it was completely laughable considering what was going on and what we had also discovered with everything, "After all aren't I suppose to be stopping your master plan?" I asked voice full of sarcasm. For a minute there he seemed to take a second to picture it.
I took a second to wonder if I had actually worn something like that at one point. Shaking it from my head I saw him do the same and his features grew from a look that could have been taken for-mind you-could have been 'attraction', to anger in the span of a second, "Your going to die."
We started to fight as I could still hear the sounds of fighting going on where Alec was. Knowing I didn't have much time. Who knew if a Familiar was avoiding the fight to finish off the chemical? I pulled the one tranq dart I had from my jacket. It was the only one that had the most potency.
I had it specially reserved for White so we could buy the break time needed to stop it all and end the suffrage they were planning to start. I let him get me into a choke hold so I could get close enough. His hands were tight around my neck as I saw the intense hatred for me within his eyes.
I had to throw him off as to why my hands would be anywhere on him, especially his neck. With the breath I had reserved in my lungs I spoke out, "Oh come on 'bro' I'm like your sister." He went to reply when I stuck the needle into his neck and injected. His hands let up after another thirty seconds.
I fell down gasping for air before getting back up moments later. I was thankful as anything that I actually had some make up, I was going to need to use it once we got back. White's finger prints were sure to leave bruising marks. It was something I didn't need Alec to see.
He was down on the ground now, looking up at me as he spat out, "You're NOT my sister." I was thankful as ever that he said that, but even so, the look he gave me spoke of at least one un-sisterly thought going through his head.
Just as he passed out, I muttered, "Not even if you weren't trying to kill me." I stepped over his prone body before noticing a bunch more Familiars than when we first got in coming in around the corner. One of them must have called for back-up. Prod rod out, I came out and saw how far away Alec still was from the chemicals.
I was grateful that I had decided to start using the prod rod. It came in handy often with these guys. Familiars were pretty much the only types to use them on. Other transgenics I could handle, government assholes I could handle several at a time but not familiars. So the prod rod that could end up being a foot and a half long metal stun gun really came in freaking handy.
I came out from behind the boxes to let the Familiars spot me. I needed them to help block Alec's view of me. I let them see the weapon. I had the prod to my side, ready to use, but kept back slightly to aid in the unknown till I was ready to use it. Then that's when I saw them.
The boxes I was hiding behind earlier obscured my view of more water plant workers; they looked terrified of the scene in front of them. It was only out of sheer fear of being hit or worse that kept them grounded in their seats. I honestly didn't think White would go as far as keeping the workers as prisoners, but it made sense now.
If he was going to wear barcodes and frame us for the disaster, why not use the workers as a way to put even more blood on our hands? I walked up, seeing the scared people, and knew I needed to do something drastic to help them escape. I really didn't want to have any more blood on my hands. There was enough already.
I saw the first Familiar approach me and whipped the prod out at transgenic speed as he got belted in the face and spun nearly three times before I caught his neck and pulled him back, using him as a shield with the prod while he was still dazed. He hadn't seen that metal rod of mine coming…at all.
Thank god with a shove of my hand either to slink it back into place or to throw it out I could hid it with ease and have a handy weapon to use. I actually preferred this to stun guns. Those things had to reload, this didn't. All I had to do was press a button and as long as it was charged it stung like a bitch.
I yelled out to the scared workers, "RUN! Get out! These are NOT transgenics!" Giving the Familiar in my arms one good prod, he was down. I gave him a kick for good measure much like Zack had done a while back when we rescued Tinga's son. I was grateful that the workers finally began to run.
They stamped through the doors screaming bloody murder the whole way acting like a bunch of spooked cattle. Well, that could have gone smoother. At least I'd like to think so. Remembering I still had no-pain, no-gain asses to kick and knock out I look over to their positions.
Looking at the Familiars coming out, I saw them standing in different positions, like they were preparing to take me down, "What? Not so tough without your human shields?" I asked cockily. The first one came out from my left and attempted a spinning kick at my head. With transgenic speed I ducked easily as I deflected two more kicks with the prod to my left side.
I whacked him across the face and stuck the rod end into his neck, effectively taking him down. These guys may not feel pain, but they can still be affected by shock and stimulated. Nerve endings can only take so much. Plus, I don't think they were trained on how to avoid controlling nerves for electricity.
I know we are still affected by it. I think even Manticore if it was possible would have found a way for us to be less affected by it, but I think that's one of the very few un-controllables out there. Another Familiar came up and tried more hand-to-hand approach, while I saw his counter partner come up behind him.
Taking on one of these no-pain-no-gain freaks was enough. I didn't need two of them, not if I truly was pregnant. I decided to take out the first one, so I didn't have any problems with the second one coming up. I threw my knee into his gut at full speed before deciding to throw him over my shoulder.
I wasn't sure how far he went, but I knew I'd have to keep my senses back on him so he wouldn't sneak up on me. Grabbing his partner's arm that swung out for me, I sensed him already. And with his partner's arm still there, I spun back around and kicked him before planting my elbow into the back of the Familiar I had in my grasp.
I landed one more hit on the first one before I took a hit to the back myself. I turned around to spot another one. These guys are like rodents…I nailed him in the face as he went to hit me again. I used the rod as a tool and placed it along the length of my arm as a deflect ant.
That seemed to piss him off. I spun the rod away from my arm long enough to whack him in the face with it, aiming for his eyes to at least blind him. I didn't want to use up all the juice with it. He was able to deflect my kick, but wasn't prepared for me stepping forward and using my fists to finish him off.
I gave him a good jolt to be sure that he would be down for a bit of time. Same as the rest of them. I think the only reason why that went as easy as it did was due to the fact that they weren't even expecting us to be here, so we had surprise advantage, which was good, plus I had the shock prod with me.
It really helped in avoiding some hits. Especially when I really felt certain now that I was pregnant. How else would that explain that sensation I got…that I didn't realize I felt till just now? The need to protect my baby. I knew it without a doubt now. I was pregnant, the need to protect without even THINKING about it.
However I reveled in that information too long. One of them behind me came up just as the last Familiar, that bitch-who looked like she needed some help in the estrogen department-that beat on Alec, came up, anger flaring in her eyes. The Familiar behind me grabbed me, and held me back in preparation of her beatings.
With my new renewed reason to protect myself in my head, I said to her, "Oh back again I see." As I struggled a little bit. I didn't want to seem weak but at the same time I had to get her close enough.
She went to hit me as I used my cat agility to avoid the hit, nail her fully in the chest with my boot covered feet…that's gonna hurt…and flipped over the Familiar holding me. At the last minute, I decided instead of the a-typical hold of falling all the way back, I fell half way and swung my legs forward during that moment.
Planting my boots on his back, I within the swing of motion held the rod to his neck and pulled back just enough to knock him out. Once I felt his body go slack, I counted to four before letting go and removing myself from him. The bitch that I planted my booted feet into took my elbow at close range to her face.
Her face was red, though in actual pain or in anger I wasn't sure, "Wanna know what pain feels like? Feel this." I grunted out, motioning for her to make her move. She went in for a ram at me. However, being transgenic, we had the whole faster-than-the-average-human thing as our advantage.
One of the few advantages we had against them. Something Logan had thought related to being faster than bullets. Idiot…we were faster than peoples reaction to pulling the trigger but not bullets.
I came at her full speed…well as much as being about five feet away can give you…and dodged to my right at the last second, swung my arm out, prod running the length of it as it hit her square in the face, knocking her out. Bitch literally flipped in the process of going down. "That was for my mate." I grit out.
Seeing her out I couldn't help but add on in a near sing song voice that I was grateful no one heard, "Sweet dreams bitch." I had said the same thing before to a high member ranking familiar cult freak. Took her out cold to. I smiled in victory. However I saw another Familiar coming out.
Only now he had a semi-automatic. I can beat hand gun bullets in speed but not freaking semi auto-freaking-matic ones. I ducked into a small alcove, barely big enough to hide my frame. I could feel the vibrations of the bullets dent the metal beside me. Knowing I only had one shot at disarming him, I took it.
As fast as humanly possible…humanly…I grabbed what I needed from inside my jacket before spinning out at transgenic speed and hitting the butt of the semi auto with the one shot gun. It's not a real gun though, it's made specifically to send out an electric charge to disarm your enemy of a gun yourself.
Alec scored it from a couple of gun owners who gave it to their employees who weren't old enough-under 21-to carry a gun. Only problem with it was that it only had one charge in it. Right now it could carry up to five but only one had been bought at the time of its original purchase.
I jogged up, seeing how much closer I was getting to the hand to hand fight that was going on with Alec and the others. I wish Alec had taken a prod too cause it wasn't a truly fair fight. Made me envy how much stronger he really was than me…how much he really must have held back with me in the past…
I look down at the Familiar, "Really didn't want to use that." I remarked, kicking his gun away, "You transgenic f-" I cut him off, "Yeah, yeah filth, I got it. Might wanna try a new line one of theses days, that one's getting so old." I dropped him before shocking him. Seeing how the others were still busy, I went to the chemicals.
Thankfully no one else had gotten to them. As soon as I saw the containers needed, I also knew I needed the charges to blow this shit up. Seeing everyone busy fighting, I blurred around them to grab the charges and blurred back over to plant the charges on the containers of chemicals.
Setting the time for ten minutes, I took the remote with me to either speed up time or give us more when I saw the water supply open. If I blew this up here, then the explosion would tear up the protection to the water. The chemical would get in there anyways. I looked around and spotted Biscuit fighting.
I had no choice now. I needed help here. We needed to get all of this to a more secured location. Calling up command, I asked them, "Where's a location within the building that is the MOST sealed?" After thirty seconds Dix replied back, "Lower level basement. It's used as a storage facility."
"Thanks." I snapped the phone shut, throwing it back into my jacket, I tell Biscuit, "Help me get these chemicals to the lower level basement. They can't blow up near the water supply." Seeing my reasoning, he called over another X5 to help out as the three of us…while the rest were fighting…carried the chemicals over.
Not easy! The containers were heavy, and we were moving at full speed to save up on time, just as long as nothing spilled over along the way. Dumping the last container downstairs, I made sure the charges were still all in place before sealing the door shut to the point of slamming my foot into it.
I broke it and jammed it in place to avoid someone else-a hell bend Familiar-from getting in and stopping the detonation. Switching to the com that Alec thought I was on…and would forever think I was on…I gave the orders. "Okay, everyone move out!" Biscuit gave the signal that the chemicals are set.
"Move out!" I yelled as Biscuit looked to me in acceptance of the question in my eyes. X5's aren't the type to be left behind…for anything. I ran out and to the roof's access. I watched everyone use the ropes to get back to the other building. Getting off, I hit the charge for the bombs we planted.
The blast radius took even us by surprise as I nearly lost my grip on the second story. My cat reflexes were my only savior from hitting my side or worse…jumping in the bus, I asked the driver, "Think you can beat the other team back to TC?" he nodded his head, Biscuit's second on this mission was worse than me on the road, but he somehow was able to beat even the best of traffic.
Maybe he had a little NASCAR racer within him as well. The ride back was silent. I assumed everyone was waiting for the 'welcome back and good you're not dead' congratulatory speech. I needed to get back in time so I could welcome Alec back and not dressed in my cat suit.
I had got so much use from this thing even back when I first broke into Logan's apartment…fond theft memories. I actually did enjoy stealing from rich assholes at one point. Plus if it got me a step closer to my sibs the more the better. Funny how I wouldn't be able to fit in it within a few months.
Shoving that thought away we didn't even stop before I was blurring out, having already seen Alec's van coming around the corner I had 30 seconds to run to the apartment and change into something less obvious not to mention put a tad bit of make up on to hid White's finger bruises.
Everyone was welcoming everyone back when I got back in. I was thankful that I had been able to regulate my heart beat just in time. Last thing I needed was Alec asking me why I was out of breath.
Alec saw me and I swore the look on his face was…I couldn't help but get a bit choked up at the raw display of love and emotion he looked at me with. My eyes began to tear up, I knew now that it was just the hormones but still. I ran up to him and gripped him to me fiercely.
I kissed him just as fiercely as I felt. "Max…" he whispered against my lips, "We did it…" I was just thankful he was okay. Nothing more than a shit load of bruises, a few possible cracked ribs and a wobbly leg but otherwise, undamaged. We spent the next hour celebrating the good news.
I had come to find out once the chemicals we moved were set, the rest of the Familiars ran off and White was with them… "Though he seemed to be looking for someone within our crowd". Alec had said, "Yeah, maybe he thought you'd be there." I was. I wanted to tell him, but then-yeah, lots of arguing.
Getting me a steaming mug of coffee, he sat next to my snug form on the beat up old couch. Slinging an arm around my shoulders, I fell into a comfortable embrace leaning against him with my sock covered feet tucked underneath me. I was surprised and happy at our accomplishment.
"The whole time I was fighting Max…" he said, I looked up to him. His face was that of a man set on happiness and on fear…strange combination for an alpha male. I hoped he was feeling okay.
"I wanted to run back to you and make sure you were safe. I had this feeling that you were in danger the whole time I was there." I felt guilt well up within me, "Then when I saw you, standing there waiting for me I knew." He looked down to me before touching my chin with his fingers.
"I smelled you right there…the both of you." He touched my stomach and I felt a quiver go through me, "I knew you-we were pregnant. I felt it in the plant and I smelled it once I got home." If he only knew why he felt it then…but I can't tell him he'll be angry with me, besides spouses don't tell each other EVERYTHING…right?
"And as much as I'd like to say we need to stop doing to so much dangerous crap with our lives that'll be impossible. However we should at least try to limit the danger we put ourselves in, especially you. You are a danger magnet." He laughed out, I lightly punched his arm.
But he was right, with the fact that I was now pregnant…wow…pregnant me…anyways, knowing that I knew I had to be safer with my level in dangerous mission. Simple B & E's were fine but something where we knew I had only a 50/50 chance or less Alec would tie me to the bed.
Only reason why I went today for the water plant was because 1) it's my fight too and 2) because of our intel, we had the advantage. So our odds-MY odds-were much higher than just 50/50. Alec wouldn't see it that way, I already knew that. So now, it's just a matter of keeping out of danger.
I wonder how hard that'll be? "I agree. So how about we do something non-dangerous like..." putting my un-drunk coffee mug down, I stood up and grabbed the wedding invite from the counter. He groaned out while slumping into the couch, "Damn it I forgot about that. And we have to be there right?" he asked, I nodded my head 'yes'.
The wedding was just over a week away and I wanted to do this…call it the 'trying to be normal' thing, and it was our first act as a non-dangerous thing to do. Alec then made a laughing sound, "What?" I asked, "I just remembered that saying I heard of once before." I asked him, "What was that?"
He smiled, "Well it is customary…" he walked around behind me before gliding his lips across my neck after pulling my hair gently out of the way, "That the best man and the maid of honor have great post-wedding sex." What a load of shit! But I played along. I turned around and looped my arms around his shoulders.
"Well then…" I grazed my lips into his own, "What are you waiting for?" he scooped me up before showing me what was customary right on the counter. However I was adamant about cleaning the counter afterwards. I did want to eat off of it again plus if OC or Scetchy ever came over…
Anyways…the rest of the week went by fine. I only had Kendra's wedding to worry about…the different details she had me work on by either phone or ordering or scheduling that kind of thing. Other than the occasional business conferences I had with the mayor.
That whole week was spent either finalizing the wedding plans with her, or spent reaching a solid ideal decision on the transgenics. The plan was to meet in public and have him deliver a small speech that ensured our collaborative involvement in working together. It wasn't a perfect arrangement.
We were still just working out the kinks. The speech would say things like, for example, what rights we should have as transgenics, and how we could be apart of the city. I told the mayor point-blank that we needed to be immune from mobs or from people with prejudice against us that wanted to kill us just for being who we are.
He wasn't fond of approving all the specifics, but knowing that several hundred votes depended on his re-election, he agreed…even if he had to shove his pride down a little and accept things.
Then we would be able to go out in public without worry of being shot at by anti-transgenic or transhuman haters. He agreed. We were to be able to still get jobs out there, though we had to settle on how to do the job. I had to agree to tell the transgenics and transhumans to only work like a human could.
It hurt to agree to it, but we had to give in somewhere. He was already agreeing to a hell of a lot. Plus, once the agreement was signed, we had the right to vote. Although, it was already a guarantee that we all would vote for his re-election-it was the only reason why he was making the arrangements with me.
Plus we were to be able to turn TC into a profitable organization that he and the city could not only monitor themselves but get a profit as well. We had agreed that at least 30% of the profits would be given back to the city in an effort to help rebuild Seattle to its former glory.
The rest we would use to either gather better resources, expand for future generations, and actually be normal and go on that thing called a vacation every now that then. One thing I wanted to be sure of though was that no one was going to have anyone think we ran anything illegal in here.
We needed to become as legit as possible. Didn't mean we couldn't start off buying our things from the black market or steal from bad guys, they, after all, bad guys. Plus, the mayor and I even had an under-the-table agreement.
If Seattle had a problem that was 'red tape wise' as in had to go through to many channels of people getting in the way, then he would literally take the best X5's and transhumans…I had made him agree to take in at least two transhumans…and sanction a team to go and do the 'red tape work' as he termed it.
He however wanted to choose the people of course, and being an older more thickheaded and sexist man…if you ask my opinion, he refused to let a woman, myself, be in on it. I wanted to rip his tongue out for that one. Transgenic females were very capable and I most definitely was.
I wasn't crazy about it, but since he was asking this 'for the safety of the citizens' (his words, not mine), I figured dealing with an older, less crazy, less obsessed version of a crusading 'Logan' was better than the real thing. On that front anyways, it was better than Logan himself.
Speaking of, it's like he taken a lesson from me on the of the radar type of thing and disappeared. I really don't know what happened to him. Plus our only lead ended up not being much more help. He knew nothing else and just worked his ass off to avoid people looking his way for helping 'Wheels'.
Alec even said, "Unless he makes a move, or a play against you or anyone in here, let it go." I didn't know if I liked the idea of a probably-now-crazed-ex, hopped up on trannie blood, doing god knows whatever. Made me think of my talk with Dr. Carr on the phone the other day.
I had wanted anything more he could have given me on Logan's situation, what his mentality could be like, I didn't like his response, 'Logan's body wasn't built to handle the different DNA strands that took generations for scientists to invitro into you. You are made to handle the effects he's not.'
I sighed as further remembrance of the conversation continued to play in my head like a broken record, 'His live is to put it simply is screwed. You were made prepared he can't handle the blood for much longer.' My head began to hurt, 'From the psychiatric evaluation I can base off of…'
He took a moment to word himself right, 'He will-not might-but will go mad. There's just no way around it. The sooner you find him the better. His addiction can lead to serious consequences.' I didn't want to believe it…maybe if I had just finalized off our not-like-that-relationship this wouldn't have happened.
'Max this isn't your fault, there was no way anyone could have guessed that Logan would do something like this. He's a smart man.' Yeah it's the smart ones we don't see…that we don't think will pose a danger to us or themselves… 'Are you okay Max?' Carr had asked me over the phone.
'Considering that the man I once thought I loved is continually injecting himself with transgenic blood thanks to the reactions off my own blood that's going to make him crazier than he already is and drive him to madness…I'm great.' I blocked off the rest and focused on the agreement.
The one thing I had been adamant on was being able to provide schooling the younger X series. The mayor was surprised at first, but soon agreed that they needed to be 'cultured on real history and real people throughout time.' I gritted my teeth, not wanting to get into it.
He agreed to have a few teachers for every subject needed, though some a higher grade than others, to come in to TC for only a select few hours and teach. This was the proposed plan, mind you.
He had to actually find teachers within the right grade levels willing enough to do it, even suggested I go meet with them. I told him it was a good proposal. So we set up a time, a week after the wedding. Which was obviously next week since the wedding was-oh shit! I looked at my cell for the time.
I had to be there at noon so I could help Kendra get herself ready. It was 11 am. I'd be lucky to be there before 12:30. I ran out, hopped on my ninja…despite Alec telling me to leave it in the garage till my pregnancy was over…I could ride her till my third month even Carr said so.
Besides, he rode his there. Getting there was easy enough, using the right routes. I walked in and surprise, surprise I saw Father Destry. He was performing the ceremony. But I thought he resided over at Our Lady of the Sacred Heart Church. I walked up to him, "Hey." I said. He turned around from some of the parishioners.
After seeing me, he excused himself from them and walked with me, "Max! It's good to see you, been a long time." He said, taking me to a more secluded corner of the church. "Sorry bout that…been a lot going on." I told him. He nodded his head, "Must be rough inside of Terminal City." I looked cautious.
He realized his words, "Forgive me, I meant nothing by it. I know who and what you are, it doesn't bother me or my closest friends here at the church. Even if not every parishioner is in agreement." He said the last part as if he somehow failed…maybe he was trying to promote us or something.
I reassured him, "Relax, these days I'm getting used to it. How has the business been going?" I asked. Church may be a place of worship, to go when people need help or faith in whatever, but it's still a business that needs help itself. "Its going better than it originally was. This wedding today is a huge financial help for it."
He seemed hopeful. "Yeah, it's actually my friend Kendra's wedding. It's why I'm here." I told him. He seemed enlightened now, "Oh really! That's good. You want me to…" he offered to lead me the way to her room. I accepted and watched as a few nuns passed by us. Some with disdain, some with contemplation, and some with acceptance.
"You'll have to forgive some of the locals around here. Media hype may do it outside the church but Rev. Terry Caldwell is famous for his Anti-transgenic movement…well till you and your crew saved him that is." I was stunned. We hadn't heard much news from him, if at all.
"You didn't know?" he asked. I shook my head no, "Caldwell lost a lot of support when he still tried to paint you as 'in-human'. To still call the people that literally risked their lives to go out there and save him…he lost over half his followers with his hypocritical move." I felt such a sense of relief.
To know that things were even a tinge starting to look up…a smile started to make its way across my face. "But some do remain and they work hard to convince people that your kind are animals. However, their numbers are few." He said at my expression. Looking around, I ask him, "I'm guessing you have one or two in here?"
He sighed, "Sister Clarence is on the fence, Sister Magdalene supports you and your kind. Once she and the others found out that I had not only known one-you-all prior to this, and that you saved my life from a serial killer no less, they realized that not all of you were bad people." I was thankful on that front, but that reminded me.
I turned him around to look at the back of his neck, remembering the barcode tattoo Ben put there, it was still there. He chuckled softly, "Lasering it off is a little bit expensive for a simple priest." I nodded, "There's a place we go to, to get ours done. I can take you there some time." I offered.
He chucked again, "I've grown quite fond and used to it now. It's now a reminder of one of my past struggles." Well at least he saw it in a good way, but how am I going to explain Alec to him? After all, he was kidnapped by Ben and nearly murdered by him, so once he sees Alec…
"Listen, Father Destry, there's something you need to know…" I stopped our walk, "That serial killer…" he motioned in understanding, "Let me assure you he's gone." He looked relieved, "I knew you had stopped him. Sometimes, a negative force must be removed from this world." He wasn't getting my point.
That's when he saw the pleading in my eyes, "But he-" my words fell on deaf ears as I saw his eyes widen in fear and horror. I looked back to see Alec walking down the hall tux on and fiddling with his bow tie. He looked over and smiled before turning his stride directly toward us.
All ready for the wedding in his tux, if Destry wasn't terrified and confused as hell, I would have made a suggestive comment right then and there. Instead, I turned back around to Destry and quickly explained, "This is what I was going to tell you. He is NOT him! This is his twin brother, Alec. He was locked up in Manticore during the time Ben tried to kill you."
I told him all of this in no uncertain terms as his head wrapped around the fact that this was not the same crazed lunatic that tattooed a barcode on his neck and hunted him through the wood's like an animal. He nodded in understanding, but still had fear in his eyes. Then he walked up to Alec.
They were standing two feet apart looking into each others eyes and I watched as Destry's form relaxed and he held out his hand, "Welcome to our church." He smiled somewhat nervously as Alec accepted the proffered hand.
I was relieved, grateful that Destry had accepted him, "Okay I have a dress to put on. Let's go." I directed, seeing that Alec had probably already been ordered around by the wedding coordinator, Father Destry stopped us briefly, "Might I tell you something?" Alec and I nodded.
He directed himself to Alec, "I met your twin once and though it was brief, I did learn something from my encounter."
I felt Alec tense, "He had a lot of pain in his eyes, but madness within them as well. He was a lost soul that needed guiding and didn't know the way. You have pain too, same as I saw with Max here. But your eyes aren't filled with madness. And you have her to help guide you. Don't let go." He advised with a smile.
Alec loosened up, "I couldn't let go…I wouldn't…" He looked down to me then, his hand briefly touched my stomach, "She's my life, everything I could ever want or need and she's always got something new in store for me. I have two VERY good reasons to not go 'mad' as you put it."
He looked back to the priest and shook his hand again in thanks before we walked off, "See you in the aisle." He said, rounding the left corner and directing me to the right. I looked down to see a bustle of figures in a light room. Walking in, I saw OC and Kendra, "Max! It's about time! You have to get ready-OC help her-quick."
And with that I was thrown into hair and make-up, hair curled around my face and make-up lightly brushed on, I was set. Now came the dress I was worried about seeing. I looked at the mess and reminded myself several times…this is Kendra's wedding…be nice…I looked down at the dress again…It's her wedding!
Twenty minutes later, I was mourning the loss of my jeans…Its official, I hate this wedding shit…I really did. Kendra had good taste for her dress, but the ones OC and I were to wear looked like someone literally got high and puked while looking through a kaleidoscope.
Alec is going to poke such fun at me…with my new curled hair, it now looked like it got cute about 2-3 inches. It was half up and half down, kinda like what I did for the wedding I went to for Logan. All attention was on Kendra now and I was more thankful than ever that Walter was short.
Reason there is we all had to wear low heels since Kendra did. Walter's height made it possible for us to wear only 2 ½ inches. It was great compared to the original five inch pumps OC told me about. I was so thankful for that…those red pumps I wore that night out with Logan were a pain in the ass.
Try kicking several Korean asses in them and avoid losing the expensive suckers while traveling on a hook from their vessel to the dock…not an easy feat mind you. These little 2 ½ inch suckers were fine by me. Kendra looked happy in her traditional ivory dress, it would match nicely to the black and white look the men were able to sport.
Plus with simple black and white, it was a very slim chance of being ridiculed. However, I was still communicating with Alec…being an X5 has its muti-tasking advantages. As I was helping OC take care of Kendra, I was texting back and forth as well. Sides, it was the only thing making this day worth it to be in the dress.
Yes it was that ugly!
All I could think of was…Alec better keep his composure! Or I was going to kick his ass after the wedding. We heard the music start up and I heard Kendra squeal in excitement as her headpiece was put on. Kendra placed her hands on both of our shoulders, we looked back.
"You girls need to promise me something…NEVER ever tell anyone Eric gave me a lap dance. That one…had I been sober…" I place my hand on her shoulder, "Trust us…it's going to the grave…" Hell! I hadn't even told Alec yet! But then again, he probably knew since he did mention running into Eric.
But I'll leave that alone right now…we waited till our cues came for us to start walking as soon as the doors opened up. The bridesmaids, all four of them went first, meeting up with their groomsmen. I was to follow the rest of the bridesmaids to the altar, while Kendra was to meet Walter there.
It was strange being in a church again…last time I was in one, I had made a confession. Oddly enough, it was to Father Destry…sort of…it was a long time in that church that day. I felt a bout of nerves attack me as I walked down the aisle. There was an unknown feeling that engulfed me.
I used my Manticore training and put on a face full of determination, so I wouldn't make a fool of myself at Kendra's wedding. Halfway there, I saw Father Destry and his look of calm…then I saw Alec's face. All thoughts of focusing to remain calm left me. I didn't need it now.
Alec…looking at him…the look on his face made me feel calm on its own. My heart was still pounding mind you...hard…kind of the way it used to during our live drills when we had the sergeants in our ears…surprised we didn't go deaf from their yelling all the damned time.
During that time some of us were filled with grim determination and others felt the feelings of sheer terror. My current emotions went from terror to determination to calm…just by looking at Alec. He was smiling at me. It was making me feel calm and warm…sometimes we forget how the men in our lives affect us.
I just barely managed to tear my eyes away before I walked to my spot on the left, mirroring Alec's position. He grinned at me. Waiting for Kendra to come down on her father's arm, I briefly…BRIEFLY… entertained the image of how it would look if I came down the aisle on Deck's 'self-appointed fatherly arm' towards Alec.
An odd combination of disgust and amusement ran through me. Seeing my expression Alec cocked his head to the side in a 'what's on your mind?' manner. I waved it off as Kendra came up and her father walked back to his seat. The ceremony was nicely done. The flowers were beautiful and smelled wonderful.
It truly was a great end to a hectic fulfilling week. I looked up and shook my thoughts as I saw the most wonderful look of tenderness and love proudly displayed in Alec's eyes. I smiled briefly letting all my emotions rise to the surface. They showed just as strongly as his did.
Oh god…something in me wanted to act out, but I didn't know what it was. So I refrained from doing whatever IT was. That's when I saw Alec tell me through his eyes 'I love you', so deep was our connection that he didn't even need to mouth it. I reflected the same deep feelings back to him that neither of us were afraid to show any longer.
Destry's loving words for the couple had a nice euphoric feel to them. Once he said, "I now pronounce you man and wife, you may kiss the bride." Kendra sparkled…she was truly happy. I almost felt sorry for spitting in Walter's coffee…ALMOST. We all walked to the basement of the church where the reception was held.
It was just big enough too. I noticed a buxom redhead eyeing Alec the whole day. I bit my lip and did what any other 'technically married by mating' female would do…I over-exaggerated some gestures like a few small caresses, hanging on his arm more than normal, Alec laughed at my 'jealousy issue'.
I simply saw it as protecting what was mine. Kendra came up to me, wine glass in her hand and handing me one as well, "So I see Bertha's seen Alec." See Alec! I'm not the only one who noticed! So did Kendra! "Bertha huh?" I questioned, sipping the wine, and biting my tongue.
I tried to act non-chalant about it, but it was difficult as she kept making obvious moves, going as far as to touch and caress his arm while he conversed with Walter. I knew they were talking about the bachelor party…if their raunchy tales I was overhearing with my transgenic hearing was anything to go by.
"She related or something?" I questioned Kendra as she took a sip from her glass. OC had already found a little kinky bridesmaid to hang out with for the day, so my goal was centered between making the day good for Kendra. But a larger part of me was centered on the red bitch hanging from my mate's arm.
"Walter's sister." She told me…Great! Alec had a cougar after him. Enhancing my hearing, I heard now more clearly, "So what with the 'romantic theme' and all, how about you and I-" Alec never let her finish, "How about your keep that thought to yourself and maintain some dignity throughout this evening?"
I mentally cheered and danced a little in my head, "You see that gorgeously stunning brunette over there?" I turned around to show her who I was and waved back cheerfully, "That's what I have every night…without pause. So trust me what ever 'offer' you have think again." More mental cheers for Alec!
Yep bitches this is my man! I fought the urge desperately to grin like a fool and wave over to her once again. After all I was a truly born bad ass and I had an image to uphold to all of our transgenic, transhuman and even normal kin.
Not one to be deterred easily she told him, "I can give you better-" He laughed her off, "Lady I seriously DOUBT you could ever give me better. Maxie is my everything, and I plant to keep it that way." The way he emphasized on the words 'seriously' and 'doubt' was too much for me, I couldn't help but grin from ear to ear.
She made a final look in my direction before huffing off towards the punch bowl. I walked up to him, "Having fun?" I asked with a gentle smile on my face. He groaned in annoyance, "Lady would not stop pestering me all day. Finally had to just tell her off." He really did look irritated. Poor thing!
"Sometimes it sucks to be this good-looking." I looked up to him seeing half truth and half of the smart-Alec I named him to be on his face. He looked down, "What? Sometimes I feel like we're a homing beacon." He defended. I couldn't help but smile in sympathy. I was about to respond when I was out-voiced.
Kendra's 'tossing of the bouquet' announcement had all the women and a few men walking over to the area. I was gently shoved over, but managed to grab Alec's hand in a show of "I'm already taken, I don't need to be here". The redhead walked by and gazed at Alec again.
Her mission was obvious…score bouquet and try to score my man…not happening…not now, not ever. Stupid bent heterosexual myth…I cursed. I let go of Alec's hand, ready to do a repeat from Logan's cousin's wedding when he grasped it back again. Surprised, I looked up to his face.
"Max, honestly, if I acted every time a guy checked out your ass or your chest despite that god-awful dress, there'd be a lot of broken bones here. So, for the sake of your friend's wedding, let it go." He stared straight at the area where the flowers were to be tossed as he said this.
I knew he was trying to pacify me, but the feline within me wouldn't let it go. I wouldn't break her arms, but I would make my point known…one way or another. This was an imperative for a mated transgenic NOT to be denied. Flowers in the air and falling, I slipped free of Alec's hand as I hit the flowers into another direction.
Just like last time. Into the bridesmaid's hands it went…and down in a flurry of three females vying for the now destroyed buds. I walked slowly back to Alec, reclaiming his hand as his face was set in annoyance and a hit of mirth, "Feel better now?" he asked gripping my hand.
I turned to see Bertha's expression and walked away, "Much…" I looked up to him with a happy smile full of satisfaction on my face. Proud female all the way through, "And no limbs were broken." I smirked as he rolled his eyes before giving into the urge to laugh a little. Kendra came forward a few minutes later with Walter in hand.
"So, you two want to do the photo's now? I don't want to keep you two from running TC." She said 'TC' low while making sure no one overheard her, "Sure…what pictures?" I asked. For the next forty-five minutes, Alec, Kendra, Walter, me and various other family and friends gathered around to take pictures.
Mostly they were for the photo albums, but some were of just Alec and myself. The one that meant the most to me was when Alec placed his hand over my stomach affectionately and as I covered his hand with my own I looked up into his eyes. The photographer caught the look and snapped away.
It was not just the pictures, but us as a family. A new family, with old family members and friends there to help and guide us along. This, us…it felt nice…still had its normal affect and had its transgenic affect. I felt like I was both and it felt great. Being accepted is what I felt.
I hated to admit it, but Alec had been right, this piece of normalcy was just what we needed. We were escaping the real world like regular humans did when they drank, or had sex, or watched t.v….though as brief as it was, it felt good. I didn't feel like I was on the run or even looking over my shoulder…not even at the redhead.
It was our sense of peace…if only for a little while. Once that was done, we were ready to set out. Changing out of the god-awful green/brown piece, I put my dark denims back on with my tranquil blue shirt and threw my socks and motorcycle boots on before throwing my leather jacket over my back.
I packed the dress up in my backpack I had as I met Alec at the front of the church. "Hey, I'm parked around back. As soon as I leave out, follow me. I have a special place in mind tonight." He left without another word. Once out on the road, I followed till he left for the Space Needle.
I was shocked and happy. I hadn't had the chance to be here in ages it seemed. What with the police and army men standing watch at TC's front doors. Setting our bikes aside we ran upstairs and into the small diner area where I normally went through to get to the observation deck.
Though it was there to observe from the inside, not the outside where I normally was. I was ready to walk outside when an arm from behind pulled me back in, "It's too chilly, I don't want you two to catch cold." His breath was hot against my ear. Shedding my jacket off, I put it on the table where I jumped up slightly to sit on.
The moonlight looked beautiful; the clouds were just letting it peek through. Alec closed the window most of the way, only letting in a little bit of the night air in. Letting my legs dangle from the table, I looked over at Alec before looking around. In its day, the cafe probably looked amazing.
Right now, it looked dusty, the chairs were mostly broken, some of the condiments were still left behind…though probably aged with mold by now…I thought to myself. The bar that was up here had a lot of spider webs with dead spiders on them. Even the bugs didn't want to be up here.
I looked back to Alec's face only to see him looking back at me. Walking forward, I asked…or tried to ask, "Wh-" before he kissed me. It was a light kiss that held tender passion. I loved it when he could be tender and still show that he was the smart-Alec I named him to be.
Brushing his lips against my cheek, then my neck, he whispered against me, "I've always had this fantasy about making love to you on the Space Needle. Now, it's a bit chilly for that right now, but I figure we can take it outside when it gets warmer." Truthfully, even before we were together, I did too.
It was something I NEVER told anyone about. I had the fantasy-though brief-since I told myself it was the same as cheating on Logan even though we WEREN'T like that-when after I let Logan think Alec and I were together, Alec came up here to see me. We talked briefly before, in a rare moment, I accepted his arm.
He had put a gentle arm around me, almost as if he was afraid I'd cut it off. I leaned into it, craving human touch at the time. My head resting on his shoulder as we just sat there leaning into one another. It had been the first time in a long time we had both just been able to feel completely calm and safe.
It also scared me that I felt that, so I joked, "So is this how you lure your way into a woman's pants?" I looked up at him and saw the flash of hurt before he schooled his features, I had caused that pain. I felt brief guilt before he only half-joked, masking his feelings, "Oh Maxie, who says I need to lure?"
The joke didn't help matters and only made the tension worse. His arm left me before he said, "Curfew's way over with and we still need to get back to our respective places." I looked up to see his hand, an offering even after my hurtful comment. He was too good of a person and at the time, I refused to see it.
How stupid I was back then…how blind…not anymore. I looked to Alec full of sultriness and sex in my eyes, "Really?" I pulled his jeans closer by his belt, "And what does this fantasy include?" I inquired undoing his belt buckle. He gulped before getting back into his own game.
His lips claimed mine in a heartbeat and his body decided to make up for any heat that WASN'T in the building. Our clothes were piece by piece taken off, our shirts formed a pillow for my head, our jeans, my bra and panties, and his boxers were thrown to the floor while his jacket joined mine.
Moving his hand down to my stomach, I felt an unknown intimacy form. He looked up before pressing sweet, loving kisses all over my stomach, then I heard him murmuring something that I had to strain with my own transgenic hearing to hear him, "Sweet, sweet child…I'm going to do everything I can to keep you and your kick ass mom safe from harm…I promise." My eyes welled up with tears.
"Alec…" I whispered out, my voice cracking. He looked up, "WE will protect each other and our baby. No matter what and with everything WE have." He nodded his head, the same moisture coming to his own eyes just before he glided his pianist fingers down my legs and spread me even wider.
My breath caught at his tongue, and once again, at what it could do. We spent the remaining night expressing our love for one another. Feeling his deep thrusts as he entered me…REPEATEDLY…and how he managed to keep me on the edge during so many orgasms.
I swear he had me nearly at my own personal limits for the amount of times a female transgenic can orgasm in one night. But I knew that not to be true since my heat with him. He had me at the edge and falling over the cliff so many times I lost count. But right now as I felt his member throb in need I could only answer back.
I let myself go and answered the calling to come as I pulled him with me. Hearing him call out my name in euphoric bliss as I yelped out his own in passion on top of the table while he held me tenderly was a sensation and a memory I would keep stored away, along with my first heat with him.
He made that the best thing I ever felt and I couldn't wait to go into heat again just to feel it all over again. But knowing I was pregnant now I wouldn't have another heat for at least 8-9 months. We felt the night air hit our rapidly cooling skins as Alec removed himself only long enough to close the window before returning to me.
He covered us both up in our jackets and held me close to him to retain even more heat, "I love you." He said into the night air. I felt absolutely happy and blissful, "I love you too, Alec." I didn't even bother to think anything of the shadow I 'thought' I saw before it 'might' have moved off.
I was too happy to think straight…
Logan POV
I watched them, rutting like…no…making love to one another…god I HATED to use that term. But that's what he was-THEY were doing with one another. It took me a long time to accept that by transgenic standards, I wasn't ever going to be good enough. I had thought differently way back when I met Charlie, Tinga's husband.
When I met him, I thought here's a glimpse of what could happen, and I enjoyed the prospect of it…sans Max being hunted down…when I thought back on it months later. I had unintentionally stored it away. I had wanted a future with Max, being around her made me feel more alive, despite her legal standards sometimes.
Hell! I still have the statue that brought us together…more or less…so when Max died in my arms, back when we took down Manticore with Lydecker, Zack…pain in my ass…Lydecker was almost more preferred…almost…Syl and Krit…or thought we had…so did that happy future I had thought about…my chance.
But then four months later she popped back into my life…and so did that X5 bastard she'd named Alec. At first they were enemies…something I'd have preferred stayed that way…as she had determined…at first…then eventually they were 'friends'. More like allies as she termed it…again.
I had hoped it wouldn't go any further than that. I had even started to trust the guy around her. He had her back physically when I couldn't. It hurt to not be able to help her out. It as true what Phil said, she was the brawn, but he was wrong on one point. She was brawn AND the brain.
She really didn't need me too much, except for a cheaper way to help her find her family after Volgosang was killed. But I made sure to keep myself useful. I, however, focused too much into different areas like the virus, to the point where I just didn't want to see what they were evolving into.
She ignored the looks he sent her…at first. Then her hard hits to his head started to dwindle down from hard, to medium, to light, till she was just lightly smacking him around. I told myself she was just getting used to his smart-Alec ways.
Even when he got back the money that she had used to diffuse the bomb in the back of his neck, and returned it to me. I had thought he was a decent X5. Maybe even better than Zack was. Hell, Zack never liked me. I knew he had feelings for Max as well, but his need to be her older brother and to look out for her and the others outweighed that. At least when he had his head on straight.
Alec, however, he stuck around. Even went as far as getting a job where she worked, met her friends and hung out with all of them. He became immersed in her life within just a few hours. Even their boss loved him. Something about 'Monty Cora', though she never gave me full details.
Truthfully I'd prefer wine tasting with my old friends compared to Crash any day of the week. But once he started to hang there more…and more, I knew I needed to accept her lifestyle…on some level…her friends…and where she hung out. Though why she hung out with lowlifes when she could rub elbows with the elite, I didn't know.
She was a member DNA wise of the transgenics and yeah, I may have kept up with my old friends of the elite, I did attend the gatherings needed so I can keep my own set of friends and contacts for 'Eyes Only' business. Only places I turned away from were the ones my uncle held.
I kept telling myself that someday things would ease out, she'd help all those around her and we'd organize a system of helping them…together. But HE kept getting involved, kept getting in the way of us. I had always wondered how they'd saved that transgenic mermaid. She had rattled off 'Blow Fish Tavern' to me without thought.
I had looked it up, such a seedy place. Alec had not only told her how to get in, but from what I got from the security cameras had even grabbed her and pulled her down into his lap. She hadn't mentioned that! Plus I had even defended him-TWICE! I had thought since she rebuked it, things wouldn't go further…I was wrong.
When the stand-off at Jam Pony happened…though why she worked there when she could have had a much higher paying job elsewhere with her intelligence level was beyond me…I wanted to help her out however I could but she shut me out and effectively shut me down as well. Instead she relied on the transhumans in TC.
I respected them, no doubt, but Max wasn't like them. As much as she said they were her family, they weren't. I wanted to be her family. But in the end she had made her choice, it was them…HIM…over me. I was angered that he'd given her a new cell so she could avoid me. Then she even moved in with him.
So I had no choice but to stop calling and texting, and paging throughout the day and decided that if I couldn't be with her as a 'norm' ( as Dix put it), then maybe there was another way I could be with her. I couldn't let her go without a fight, and the transgenic blood I had in me from Joshua's transfusion had me thinking.
What if I could replace my blood, little by little, with transgenic blood? Then after I had enough transfusions, the effects of the blood would be permanent and not temporary. I had tried to talk to Carr about it. He said it doesn't work like that. I didn't want to believe I had truly lost her.
I had to see her. It had been too long. The first night she had been in her apartment within Terminal City. I had just barely gotten past security and, thanks to the effects of the DNA, I had temporary effects of snooping around. That's when I saw them, naked, sweating, and panting, I was beyond rationality at that point.
She had truly let go of me while I had held onto her, held onto our love. Each moment hurt more than the last. I turned my head away only to look again in fascination, and watched her body under and on top of his. The way he touched her, the way he kissed her, and the way she craved it…I wanted to yell out in anger and betrayal.
Even if we weren't technically 'together', I still loved her and I knew she loved me. She was just in need of physical release. At first the thought seemed to be an excuse till it became the only thing that kept me sane. So when I found an X5 girl, I made a deal with her. She agreed and gave me all the blood I needed. I was in full supply for the next year at least.
I knew how to ration myself and did it well. Soon I would be strong enough to live without it and I would be a transgenic by blood alone. She would come back to me once I let myself be known to her and once I got rid of 'Alec'. Beating him in would be nice but I still knew he was too strong for me.
So right now, I was biding my time, getting myself back together, physically and financially. I had been able to use the rest of what I had from the Cale family name to put stock into other businesses. I had been gaining momentum back, and soon I would be getting myself a new place OUTSIDE of Seattle to continue on Eyes Only.
She'll come back once she knew that I could do what HE did, only better. And that I could support her way better than he could ever support her. He was a deadbeat that would eventually leave her. Hell, he was the king of 'love 'em and leave 'em' back in the day and she fully believes that he changed.
She just didn't see it yet, she was too blinded by her feminine needs and need for a second-in-command, a position that should have gone to ME. A position I could have used to further my own need for transgenics. Imagine having my own private set of X5 cat burglars to take down corruption.
Tonight, I had decided to go out and get some air. The Space Needle was where she used to go when she needed time to think, so that's where I went. I didn't expect to find her on her back on one of the dusty tables in the 'has-been diner'. But once I saw her, I knew he was the one that was on top of her.
At first I was ready to walk out. The sight of his head near the crevice of her legs was making me irate again with jealousy. But it was what she said in response to what he mumbled. Even with my transfusion I couldn't hear what he said, but I heard her emphatic response, "WE will protect each other and our baby. No matter what and with everything WE have."
I had to grasp the side of the wall for support. The words enough to have my heart rate dropping to my feet. They were going to have a baby together. I felt sick, no…I watch in admitted morbid fascination as they once again made love…no it has to be just sex…it has to be…on the table.
Once done, I felt my anger rise up within me, but I forced myself to leave. My shadow creating a near dance as I crept slowly away from the couple, my heart beat slowly returning to normal. Once she saw and knew that I was more than capable of doing EVERYTHING for her, then we could be together again and move away together, out of Seattle and away from the problems HE brought her.
I knew somehow he was to blame for all of this, and that he had just dragged her into it…After all, there was no way she didn't love me. I may have wasted a year trying to be a gentleman, but no more. When I was done with my plans, I was going to get her back. And I would be the one to raise her child with her.
Not that X5 bastard that stole her from me. I just had to wait it out. She'd see him for the heel he is once that baby was born. Then she'd call me up and tell me how wrong everything was and how she needed me. I could see it now… 'Logan, everything is so wrong, Alec, he's…he's…' I would comfort her over the phone.
'I'm at this address. Come over and we'll work it out, I promise.' I would tell her. She'd come, we'd talk, she'd cry, we'd kiss, make love…finally…and we'd raise her child as ours before having one of our own. I'd be a great father to both her first and ours as we would re-build Eyes Only back up and make the corrupt asses in life pay.
We'd have a nice little family together. SHE would become Mrs. Eyes Only, as she once asked about Valerie. We'd bring Eyes Only to heights that I'd only ever imagined…I'd just have to keep my secrets about her family safe from her.
She couldn't know the truth…how I found out about her completely…how I knew that she was one of the twelve kids that night…how I had messed up and cost her someone…someone she loved and cared for…she couldn't know…and she wouldn't…not if I could help it.
Now then all I need is to bide my time and things will go back to normal.
Normal is what she originally wanted in life…if I show her that…she'll come running back to what I can give her…oh Alec, you have no idea how I'm going to shake up your world…I couldn't help but laugh lightly at the thought.
Max POV
I was thankfully ready by the time we were out the doors of TC. I used the suit that I'd worn to the Genetics Conference as I left out. I was only (thankfully) a little over two weeks into my pregnancy, so Alec wasn't completely worried about me being out in the open. I had curled my hair too.
As OC, Syl and Cece put it, I feminized myself.
Pulling half of it back and leaving half of it down, the curls overflowed giving the feminine touch and a hint of sexiness to it. So we left building with Cece and Daniel in charge (since Alec REFUSED to leave my side during the event). I touched my stomach hoping that things went well today…not just for us, but for the next generation.
Getting there was far worse than I had imagined. There were both 'transgenic supporters' and 'transgenic haters', plus several news crews and reporters, Scetchy was included in the mass crowd. I didn't try to wave to him knowing one, he couldn't see me and two, I didn't want to give our position away.
It was to help avoid anyone getting cocky with a gun, so we came around the back entrance and went in through the building. Once we met up with everyone, the event commenced. Alec was right there with our own security behind us. X5 or not, Alec insisted that I have protection.
He made sure that the details we had knew of my pregnancy, so they knew I was first and foremost to be saved. I told them that if they let Alec get shot at all, they'd have to answer to me. They weren't sure who to be more afraid of. In the end, it was two on two coverage that we had.
I was completely nervous, even standing next to Alec in the back behind the mayor with our transgenic guards guarding us. The speech would be the first piece of positivity for us as a group. The press was now packed beyond belief outside the courthouse. I was a little more nervous now having seen them.
Too many people to keep track of…I kept scanning the crowd for White and only saw Otto instead. He spotted me, but made no other motion. Maybe he was on guard duty as well. Our 'under the table truce' was in his eyes though unspoken here as well as any place else.
I was going to signal to him to ask where White was, but he didn't know military hand signals or sign language, so it was a futile effort. I used my enhanced vision to look further out and saw nothing from nearby buildings. It didn't quell the tension in my body. Then again, maybe that was just the baby.
The mayor cleared his throat, quieting everyone. Every press person there looked like a vulture, "Thank you all for coming out today. My message today was about a recent discussion that the city's council, our board of directors, has had with the transgenic leader." Here we go…
I felt Alec grasp my hand, though out of nerves, or out of trying to reassure me, I wasn't certain. "We have been in communication to resolve the issue and bring peace back to Seattle." There were still many skeptical looks running across press members' faces. I had expected to see Logan out there as one of them.
I shook my head of the thought. "After much…" he emphasized on "much" as he spoke, "consideration and debate we've all decided for the betterment of the city of Seattle in the state of Washington that we as citizens recognize the effect they could have on the city." It was coming soon…
All these conferences, the debates, this would either make us or break us. "Its time that as citizens we let go of our prejudices and accept them and benefit from them." Many shocked gasps were heard. Faces of utter shock, disgust, and some of acceptance were seen as well. The mayor opened the file folder.
The one that we agreed to…the one I had read over earlier with Alec, Mole, Daniel, Cece, Dix and Luke…the one we all agreed on. I was to walk up and sign it. But Alec's grip hadn't faltered on my own, if anything it was even tighter than before. I looked around really quick, but didn't spot anyone.
I saw that Alec sniffed the air. I sniffed too, but it was the crowd. A mix of scents that ranged from anger, calm, eagerness, fear to excitement. "Something doesn't feel right." He said in low tones, low enough so that only I heard it. I saw the mayor reading off the basics of the papers still.
Just enough to gain the public approval. As it was, that was slim. However, before he was to sign, I was to go first. A public display of trust and acceptance from and to human and transgenic, a show of power…In this case, a shared truce that was now unspoken between the pages of the agreement.
I walked forward, Alec on my heels the whole way as if he was a second shadow. Just like the X5 that I'd assigned to the mayor. Once again I was in front of everybody. The transgenics unspoken leader and her second standing by her side. Alec was still uneasy, but kept to my side regardless of anything.
I gave the documents, while he spoke, one last scan to be sure nothing had been swapped out or in. I made my face appear at ease, calm and approving of the mayor's words despite the raging storm of nerves within me. You're pregnant, the hormones are just messing with your head.
However, it wasn't till I had this familiar sensation again…I'd had it before, but when? And why? "And finally, as a piece of Seattle history, we sign here today." He announced. After briefly skimming the sheet again looked like a carbon copy that was sent over to me, word for word.
I signed with a smile as the mayor took the pen. The sensation hit me hard as anything and I nearly doubled over with it. I guess Alec noticed the change in my demeanor cause he grabbed my arm and pulled me back even though it was only a fraction of an inch, it's all he got to before I heard a whizzing sound.
A high frequency noise that buzzed by my left ear. It wasn't till the papers the mayor was about to sign were covered completely in blood that it hit me as to what had just happened…to why Alec had jerked me back even if all he had been able to jerk back was an inch.
I myself had blood on me, my right half caked in it as I heard screams of reporters scattering about and running off. Very few having the nerve to continue taking more pictures. Instead fearing for their lives as security yelled out commands. I looked over to see the X5 guard I'd assigned to the mayor was practically gone.
He'd literally given his life to save the mayor. His shoulder and the left part of his chest that the bullet hit through was obliterated as he fell down dead. The mayor however was still hit, blood all over him as I watched him struggle for control. The bullet had gone right through the X5 and now was probably still in the mayor as he bled out.
He was hanging onto his life by a thread. Taking a brief look to the X5, I saw that he was gone….even we aren't invincible…we can still get shot and killed…just like Eva…I turned away as Alec called for an ambulance and our X5 guards split up. Half going to protect us, the other half to find the killer…or correction, the sniper.
I briefly asked myself, 'What kind of sniper can shoot from that distance? To shoot far enough not to be spotted by even us?' My soldier side told me knowing these facts could help narrow down the field. In my mind's eye, I remembered how Alec had reached out, grabbing me and jerking me away.
Not that the bullet was aimed for me, but he reacted as any mated male would at knowing there was an imminent threat to his mate. I however, despite having a small bruise forming there, felt relieved that he had done so. His grip on my arm had been scary, like he was afraid the grip, the pull wouldn't be enough.
In the meantime I had a dying mayor in my arms, holding his wound while two of his human guards went to find something to staunch the bleeding. Alec finally decided after the press was gone, having run off like scared rabbits, to move the mayor inside to a secure location.
I held the pressure down while Alec and one of our X5's carried the mayor inside. The paramedics were five minutes away with the mayor's other two guards in the room with us. Prejudice now gone from the room as we were all working together to keep him alive till the paramedics got there to do their job.
My last thought before seeing Alec turn his head was…who the FUCK was it? White? A trigger happy transgenic hater? Cause whomever it was shot from at least a half a mile away to have that impact. I could only hope and pray that the mayor survived this. So much blood! And he was staring right into my eyes.
Fear encompassing them, he looked to me for help, "The paramedics are only a few minutes away, hang on." I reassured him. The blood was so much and we were running out of things to soak it up in. I went to yell for a guard to put pressure down so I could take off my jacket to help out but I saw his eyes.
I yelled out to him frantically, "NO! No don't give up! Mayor…MAYOR?"
End…of season 3…
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