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They all stood there. No one understood what Max was trying to tell them. They had all been startled when they heard the commotion and saw that Max had her hand around Syl's neck trying to kill her own sister. Then she looked genuinely sad and afraid of Asha. What the hell did she mean by they didn't understand? Understand what exactly?
Alec moved to follow her but Asha stopped him. "No, let me talk to her." She said handing the baby over to Logan who didn't know what to do. Max was in no condition to talk right now. She could kill his wife in a millisecond. "I'll be fine." She reassured them.
Asha knocked on the door. No one answered. She slightly opened it and peered in. Max was sitting in the corner, her legs folded to her chest and her head down so that they wouldn't see her crying.
"Max?" Asha said softly. She continued to ignore her. Her sobs were quiet. "Can we talk?" She continued stepping into the room and closing the door behind her. The people on the other side looked really worried.
"Get out now, Asha or I'll kill you." Max threatened. Asha knew it was an empty threat so she proceeded to sit next to Max and stay there until the other girl was ready to talk.
"They're wondering why wanted to stay in Manticore so bad. You weren't re- indoctrinated so there had to be a reason." Asha started.
"How old is you baby?" Max asked quietly.
"He'll be two months tomorrow." Asha replied. She wondered why Max was so interested in her kid.
"What's his name?" Max continued. She looked genuinely interested but Asha could also the sadness and pain with mentioning the baby.
"Alexander." Asha replied with a proud but small smile. Max looked up at the other woman. She was on the brink of tears.
"My baby would be seven months old now." Max confided in a broken whisper. Then Asha understood it.
Max didn't want Manticore to go down because her son was there. She wanted to go back to save her baby. That was a little too late now. Asha's heart went out to Max. The poor girl. She had gone through so much. Max was right. They would never understand.
She put her arm around Max and pulled her closer. She was shaking from her sobs now.
"I only saw him once." Max said, gasping for air. "They wouldn't let me touch him. I begged them and they wouldn't let me touch him." She continued.
Asha was crying now too. She would understand how that felt. She loved Alexander and it would kill her not to have him there and not to be able to hold him.
"They took him away from me. I don't even know his name." Max was sobbing uncontrollably and Asha was trying not to fall apart as well.
"I think your baby knows that you love him very much." She said between sniffles.
"I promised myself that I wouldn't let my child go through what I went." Max said holding on to Asha tightly. "I promised over and over again but in the end I failed."
"It's okay, Max." Asha felt terrible for saying that it was okay when in fact it wasn't. Nothing was okay. It would never be okay. The only thing that could fix this was if Max got her son back. She had already missed so much time and each moment was precious. Max was robbed of that chance.
"I tried to escape. I tried so hard. I got out but they caught up with me again and then they decided that it was time to take the baby away. I didn't want them to. I fought as hard as I could. I swear, I fought so hard but they were strong and I didn't want the baby to get hurt." Max explained. She was still crying. She was pouring her heart out to this woman that she barely knew but somehow understood.
"That was the last time I saw him." Max swallowed ands topped crying for a second. "I don't know how long I was unconscious but when I woke up, I was in a tank." She paused, wondering whether she should go on. "They were harvesting. They were harvesting me." Max shivered at the memory. She could still feel the pain from being connected to those tubes. "I was there for a long time. I don't really remember how long."
Asha rubbed Max's back softly. She was still shaking from crying so hard but they had decreased to sobs now. "Tell me what he looked like." Asha whispered. She thought that it would help Max a little. She didn't really know what else to say. No matter what she says, what she promises Max it would never be good enough. No one would be able to make up for her loss and erase the pain and suffering that she went through.
"He was so small." Max said in a soft whisper. "He was also beautiful. He had dark hair like mine. They were short but I could see that he had dark hair." Max smiled wryly. "And..and his eyes were blue. He opened his eyes when he cried and I saw they were blue. Like the sky." She added. "Whenever I look at the sky, I remember his eyes."
"He sounds beautiful." Asha smiled sadly. She wondered what happened to the baby. Max didn't know and it was likely that the baby died during their ambush on Manticore.
"I'm so sorry, Max." Asha whispered. Max was slowly drifting to sleep. She had been so tired. "I'm so sorry you had gone through all that." It was all she really could do. Sympathize and apologies. Nothing else would count.
"Promise me you won't tell the others." Max said sleepily.
Asha nodded. Max had her reasons to keep her secrets and she had entrusted Asha with them. She would respect that. "Whenever you're ready." Asha whispered stroking her hair. "Come on, Max. Let's get you to bed." Asha said helping her up. Max complied and stood up, looking beat. Her face was tear stained and her eyes bloodshot. She's been through hell and she looked it.
Asha tucked Max into bed. She stood there while Max laid on the bed, her eyes closed and her breathing slow. Asha finally understood her. It had almost two years and a lot of suffering, for Max's part mostly. But Asha understood anyway and she respected Max and admired her for everything.
"You had to bear the burden of your secret," Asha thought. "I'm sorry you went through that and I'm sorry they took your baby away. And I'm sorry you might never see him again."
They all stood there. No one understood what Max was trying to tell them. They had all been startled when they heard the commotion and saw that Max had her hand around Syl's neck trying to kill her own sister. Then she looked genuinely sad and afraid of Asha. What the hell did she mean by they didn't understand? Understand what exactly?
Alec moved to follow her but Asha stopped him. "No, let me talk to her." She said handing the baby over to Logan who didn't know what to do. Max was in no condition to talk right now. She could kill his wife in a millisecond. "I'll be fine." She reassured them.
Asha knocked on the door. No one answered. She slightly opened it and peered in. Max was sitting in the corner, her legs folded to her chest and her head down so that they wouldn't see her crying.
"Max?" Asha said softly. She continued to ignore her. Her sobs were quiet. "Can we talk?" She continued stepping into the room and closing the door behind her. The people on the other side looked really worried.
"Get out now, Asha or I'll kill you." Max threatened. Asha knew it was an empty threat so she proceeded to sit next to Max and stay there until the other girl was ready to talk.
"They're wondering why wanted to stay in Manticore so bad. You weren't re- indoctrinated so there had to be a reason." Asha started.
"How old is you baby?" Max asked quietly.
"He'll be two months tomorrow." Asha replied. She wondered why Max was so interested in her kid.
"What's his name?" Max continued. She looked genuinely interested but Asha could also the sadness and pain with mentioning the baby.
"Alexander." Asha replied with a proud but small smile. Max looked up at the other woman. She was on the brink of tears.
"My baby would be seven months old now." Max confided in a broken whisper. Then Asha understood it.
Max didn't want Manticore to go down because her son was there. She wanted to go back to save her baby. That was a little too late now. Asha's heart went out to Max. The poor girl. She had gone through so much. Max was right. They would never understand.
She put her arm around Max and pulled her closer. She was shaking from her sobs now.
"I only saw him once." Max said, gasping for air. "They wouldn't let me touch him. I begged them and they wouldn't let me touch him." She continued.
Asha was crying now too. She would understand how that felt. She loved Alexander and it would kill her not to have him there and not to be able to hold him.
"They took him away from me. I don't even know his name." Max was sobbing uncontrollably and Asha was trying not to fall apart as well.
"I think your baby knows that you love him very much." She said between sniffles.
"I promised myself that I wouldn't let my child go through what I went." Max said holding on to Asha tightly. "I promised over and over again but in the end I failed."
"It's okay, Max." Asha felt terrible for saying that it was okay when in fact it wasn't. Nothing was okay. It would never be okay. The only thing that could fix this was if Max got her son back. She had already missed so much time and each moment was precious. Max was robbed of that chance.
"I tried to escape. I tried so hard. I got out but they caught up with me again and then they decided that it was time to take the baby away. I didn't want them to. I fought as hard as I could. I swear, I fought so hard but they were strong and I didn't want the baby to get hurt." Max explained. She was still crying. She was pouring her heart out to this woman that she barely knew but somehow understood.
"That was the last time I saw him." Max swallowed ands topped crying for a second. "I don't know how long I was unconscious but when I woke up, I was in a tank." She paused, wondering whether she should go on. "They were harvesting. They were harvesting me." Max shivered at the memory. She could still feel the pain from being connected to those tubes. "I was there for a long time. I don't really remember how long."
Asha rubbed Max's back softly. She was still shaking from crying so hard but they had decreased to sobs now. "Tell me what he looked like." Asha whispered. She thought that it would help Max a little. She didn't really know what else to say. No matter what she says, what she promises Max it would never be good enough. No one would be able to make up for her loss and erase the pain and suffering that she went through.
"He was so small." Max said in a soft whisper. "He was also beautiful. He had dark hair like mine. They were short but I could see that he had dark hair." Max smiled wryly. "And..and his eyes were blue. He opened his eyes when he cried and I saw they were blue. Like the sky." She added. "Whenever I look at the sky, I remember his eyes."
"He sounds beautiful." Asha smiled sadly. She wondered what happened to the baby. Max didn't know and it was likely that the baby died during their ambush on Manticore.
"I'm so sorry, Max." Asha whispered. Max was slowly drifting to sleep. She had been so tired. "I'm so sorry you had gone through all that." It was all she really could do. Sympathize and apologies. Nothing else would count.
"Promise me you won't tell the others." Max said sleepily.
Asha nodded. Max had her reasons to keep her secrets and she had entrusted Asha with them. She would respect that. "Whenever you're ready." Asha whispered stroking her hair. "Come on, Max. Let's get you to bed." Asha said helping her up. Max complied and stood up, looking beat. Her face was tear stained and her eyes bloodshot. She's been through hell and she looked it.
Asha tucked Max into bed. She stood there while Max laid on the bed, her eyes closed and her breathing slow. Asha finally understood her. It had almost two years and a lot of suffering, for Max's part mostly. But Asha understood anyway and she respected Max and admired her for everything.
"You had to bear the burden of your secret," Asha thought. "I'm sorry you went through that and I'm sorry they took your baby away. And I'm sorry you might never see him again."