Disclaimer: Oh, um..James Cameron. Dark Angel characters are yours? Oh, um, I didn't know. I swear! Please don't sue me! You'll never get my CDs! NEVERRRR!
Rating: PG13 Ok, not to long ago, I was promising some juicy A/M NC17 action. Now I'm a bit worried about taking this fic in that direction since I'm only fourteen with extremely limited experience, and it's hard for me to write about something I dont know very much about. Hmm..will their be some M/A NC17 loving here? I guess only if my muses deem fit.
Summary: Logan cheats, Max breaks down, and Alec picks up the pieces. Can he put them together?
Pairing: Max/Alec cause they're too purrfect for each other.
Reviews:: Yes YES YESSS! Gimme please! I use you guys' feeback to tell me if I should right more.
*Warning*: All you Logan lovers, no flames please. Don't e-mail me saying something like "logan would so not do antyhing like that you suck i hate u! LoGaNmAx4eVa!" mmmk?


"Hurry up Alec." Max ordered. It was enough that she had to bring him along on *her* mission. No chance she was gonna let him slow down.

"Wait up. What's the rush?" He paused for a moment. "Wait, isn't this.."

"Logan's apartment, and the rush is I need to know if he found out anything new about White's location." She snapped as she climbed up the stairs and started down the corridor to Logan's place. Alec was trailing behind her. Something about Alec always got under Max's skin. He was irritating, annoying, and a whole lot of negative adjectives along with that, but for some reason she couldn't hate him. He was...fun, sometimes caring, and totally confusing.

Max was about to push open the door to Logan's apartment when she was interrupted by a moan, then another, of higher pitch. Suddenly Max's heart sunk. She was scared, Alec had noted in his mind. Her breath became rapid and he face pale. They both anticipated what the noises meant, and they both knew what it insinuated. They looked to each other, for a moment and Alec seemed to urge her to go on. Max and Logan had a huge argument at the crash a week ago and ever since then they had been strictly business. Max had good reason to be more than worried about what she might find.

"Max! Wait!" Logan yelled from the top of the unknown female form. To late, because Max, tears pooling in her eyes bolted out the door at inhuman speeds. Alec stood there looking at Logan, feeling nothing but contempt.

"What are you waiting for. Aren't you gonna go after her!" Alec yelled. Logan went to action clumsily getting out of bed, tripping on the sheets and the random female below him. This was taking to much time. Alec bolted out the door. Max ran, and ran and ran some more, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. They had a fight, a huge monumental fight. Max had said maybe it would be better if they took some time apart, but she didn't mean...this. "How could you do this to me Logan." Her thoughts screamed. The rain pounded down on the concrete pavement, much like her feet. Even as it poured down on her matting her hair, feeling as if it we're clawing at her face it still couldn't wash away the stain of tears.

Soon she was too exhausted to go anymore, and she stopped, panting, hands on her knees. Clasping her hand over her mouth, and pressing shut her eyes in a feeble effort to control her sorrow. She sat herself down, puddle or no puddle, and leaned against the tire of some car. She wept, huddled there, soaking wet by the time Alec had caught up.

She had heard him long before she could muster the energy to turn and face him. She heard his erratic breathing, that came from running too fast too long, and she heard his hesitant footsteps coming toward her, smacking against the ocean of puddles formed by the rain. He knelt down beside her, for what seemed like seconds but could've been hours because he too was now soaking wet. He crouched on his knees beside her till she stopped crying, and began staring into the hazy black of a rain beaten night.

"Max" he chided in a hoarse whisper. She seemed so fragile he didn't want to touch her for fear she might break.

"Alec.." She almost echoed "take me home".

He complied. He stood her up and hugged her in his arms. Then he walked in silence to her apartment building which wasn't far away. When they reached her apartment Original Cindy wasn't home. "Wait here" Max suddenly said, voice hoarse. Her eyes were bloodshot and empty, and she stared into space as she spoke to him. He waited there, unmoving till she came back 5 minutes later in a pair of comfy looking PJs, hair dryer than before. She walked to him and suddenly halted. Looking surprised she stated.

"Your wet."

"It was raining" he answered with a slight smile

"Oh" she responded flatly. Then almost automatically she went to him and pulled of his leather jacket. That started a strange sort of tension between them. When their eyes meet she answered raspy

"You could catch something."

Alec knew the chances, given his DNA structure, of him catching something was slim to none but he didn't protest. Then she pulled his gray turtleneck sweater over his head revealing his well muscled, rain dampened chest. It was still dark because she hadn't bother to turn on any lights but she couldn't help but admire the way he shone by the moonlight of her open window. In her admiration she lingered a little to long, with her eyes focused somewhere on his collarbone.

"Max" he said in a tone to wake her from her trance.

"huh" she answered startled, and their eyes meet. Max was so tired. She was tired of holding back and locking herself, her true self in a cage she swallowed deep inside her. She just wanted to be held and loved, and she didn't care by who. She didn't want to help herself anymore, as she bent her head and tenderly kissed his hard chest. Alec let out a ragged breath as her lips lingered there.

"Max" he breathed savoring the action of the moment.

She looked up at him, pleading him to take her away, along with the pain. Lost in his pent up emotion, and how deeply he loved this girl in front of him. This girl that was beaten and broken by a storm she just couldn't weather.

She made him not care if it was wrong, because it felt so right. He kissed her gently, yet passionately, savoring the taste of her tongue and lips. He could barley contain himself from grabbing her, and holding her, and making her forget she even knew a guy named Logan, but he stopped. She had kissed him back, ever-so-gently, but her eyes told him she wasn't ready, even though her body pleaded him to stay. Alec mentally pounded himself for even thinking of kissing her when she was in such turmoil over her relationship with Logan.

He hugged her, and kissed her softly on the forehead. "I'm sorry" he whispered into her hair. Hesitating before grabbing his things, he walked out, looking back once. When he did he saw fresh tears in her eye, tears that didn't want him to go. He still left though, and as he walked out of her apartment building he replayed a mantra in his head

"Too soon, not yet"

He pulled on his damp sweater on and walked out into the rain murmuring under his breath.

"Too soon, Max...too soon."