Disclaimer: Would you believe me if I said I owned Dark Angel? I didn't
think so.
Dedication: *****MORGAN*****, Mel, The little insomniac, and Data. Thanks people, really appreciate it. Oh and Morgan, yes, I tend to break my clock ever so often. Anybody know what happened to Melissa???
I ain't no Dark Angel
Chapter 3
Logan was worried to no end, he had wrongly buttoned his shirt twice and hurt him very badly while pulling up his zip. He had called his family doctor, Sam Carr, who promised to send enough Tryptophan to last Alec a decade, the only problem was getting it there as soon as possible. Sector Police would be very alert now as it was an odd time for traffic regulation, come on, who would be driving out of the state at 3:30 in the morning? But that wasn't going to stop Logan from getting Tryptophan to his little brother: hell no!
Now was not a good time to look at Logan, the usually very well dressed gentleman looked like he had a meeting with death. His hair stuck up like it had been electrocuted, three of his shirt buttons were missing, he was driving wearing bed shoes and *ahem* his fly was down.
Logan had never broken so many speed limits in his life, a drive that would normally take 2 hours had taken Logan 35 minutes and counting, it would have been less had he not have to stop and bribe the speed cops and sector police. Money did wonders at times, and Logan was glad that he has grabbed his wallet in his haste. He could see Fogle Towers in the distant and that just made him want to go faster, but early traffic was now making that impossible.
"Come on, come on," he yelled angrily, life could be so perfect at times, Logan quickly noted this one to this many, "finest moments" as the traffic slowly moved towards their destinations.
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(At the penthouse)
We see a young woman dressed in all black, walk quietly towards the living room, after checking that all the bedrooms are empty and starts grabbing all valuables nearby. Her eye catches a cat-statue at the far end of the study room, she makes her way to it and quickly puts it in her bag. Redding to leave she notices a figure seizing on the floor.
Rolling her eyes she mutters, "In all that is good and true, tell me that I did not just rob my brother." She puts her bag down and walks towards him, seeing him unconscious, she runs her finger through his barcode, "Nope, don't know you, just wanted to rob you but seeing that you're gonna die I don't help, I'll be the good Samaritan."
She grabs a container of milk from the fridge and holds it to his mouth. "I hate to do this but you ain't co-operatin' rich boy," she closes her eyes before opening them again and shouting, "Open your mouth SOLDIER!" To which rich boy Alec abides, "That's better now." Alec's eyes open slightly before closing again.
"Don't mind me pretty boy, I'm just savin' your sorry ass 'coz you're one of mine; don't make it an everyday habit or I'll have to start chargin'." After being satisfied with the amount of milk he drank, she set's the container down.
"I'd bruise your ego and carry you to your room but. guess you were expecting company," she says and turns to leave. In her heist forgetting her bag.
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Logan unlocked his door with sweaty hands and rushed inside, not noticing the black figure leaving.
"You gave me a heart attack, you know that Alec?" he shouted at his brother while pushing pills down his throat. "I want to kill you, you stupid idiot, what were you thinking?" he continued unaware of the nightly guest watching interestedly from the window rim. He bent over and easily carried Alec to his room and laid him down on the bed. "If you EVER do that again, I'll. beat you up myself, and don't think that you're stronger than me 'coz you're not!"
(10 minutes later)
Alec's seizures had subsided and he was in a peaceful slumber. Logan himself was sleepy and was about to go to the guest room when he heard Alec whisper something in his sleep. Logan walked up to his brother,
"Say that again Alec."
"Thanks for the milk, you're really beautiful," he whispered very softly. Logan's face crunched up in question.
"Ah. thanks, what milk?"
"Can we go out some time?" Logan felt Alec's forehead for any signs of a fever.
"It's me Logan, you cow."
"Thanks for savin' my sorry ass 'coz I'm one of yours."
"If you don't go to sleep in the next 2 minutes, I'm going to put you under."
"Only if you kiss me goodbye." Alec said smiling in his sleep. At this Logan walked away muttering, 'he used to talk about military school during seizures, now it's milk, kisses and girls. I knew I should have put him under.'
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A/N: I know it's short, sorry about that but I gotta go to a stupid party now. I wanted to make this chapter as funny as possible, but it didn't turn out too funny, sorry for that too.
You guys should tell me what you wanna see happen next. I have an idea but I don't know if it's that good. Thanks to every one that reviewed. Please continue, I keep thinking about them all day and they keep me writing.
I wrote a chapter of my second story called Costa Rica's Callin' Ya. Please read it if you can. Bye now.
Sabrina
Dedication: *****MORGAN*****, Mel, The little insomniac, and Data. Thanks people, really appreciate it. Oh and Morgan, yes, I tend to break my clock ever so often. Anybody know what happened to Melissa???
I ain't no Dark Angel
Chapter 3
Logan was worried to no end, he had wrongly buttoned his shirt twice and hurt him very badly while pulling up his zip. He had called his family doctor, Sam Carr, who promised to send enough Tryptophan to last Alec a decade, the only problem was getting it there as soon as possible. Sector Police would be very alert now as it was an odd time for traffic regulation, come on, who would be driving out of the state at 3:30 in the morning? But that wasn't going to stop Logan from getting Tryptophan to his little brother: hell no!
Now was not a good time to look at Logan, the usually very well dressed gentleman looked like he had a meeting with death. His hair stuck up like it had been electrocuted, three of his shirt buttons were missing, he was driving wearing bed shoes and *ahem* his fly was down.
Logan had never broken so many speed limits in his life, a drive that would normally take 2 hours had taken Logan 35 minutes and counting, it would have been less had he not have to stop and bribe the speed cops and sector police. Money did wonders at times, and Logan was glad that he has grabbed his wallet in his haste. He could see Fogle Towers in the distant and that just made him want to go faster, but early traffic was now making that impossible.
"Come on, come on," he yelled angrily, life could be so perfect at times, Logan quickly noted this one to this many, "finest moments" as the traffic slowly moved towards their destinations.
****************************************************************
(At the penthouse)
We see a young woman dressed in all black, walk quietly towards the living room, after checking that all the bedrooms are empty and starts grabbing all valuables nearby. Her eye catches a cat-statue at the far end of the study room, she makes her way to it and quickly puts it in her bag. Redding to leave she notices a figure seizing on the floor.
Rolling her eyes she mutters, "In all that is good and true, tell me that I did not just rob my brother." She puts her bag down and walks towards him, seeing him unconscious, she runs her finger through his barcode, "Nope, don't know you, just wanted to rob you but seeing that you're gonna die I don't help, I'll be the good Samaritan."
She grabs a container of milk from the fridge and holds it to his mouth. "I hate to do this but you ain't co-operatin' rich boy," she closes her eyes before opening them again and shouting, "Open your mouth SOLDIER!" To which rich boy Alec abides, "That's better now." Alec's eyes open slightly before closing again.
"Don't mind me pretty boy, I'm just savin' your sorry ass 'coz you're one of mine; don't make it an everyday habit or I'll have to start chargin'." After being satisfied with the amount of milk he drank, she set's the container down.
"I'd bruise your ego and carry you to your room but. guess you were expecting company," she says and turns to leave. In her heist forgetting her bag.
****************************************************************
Logan unlocked his door with sweaty hands and rushed inside, not noticing the black figure leaving.
"You gave me a heart attack, you know that Alec?" he shouted at his brother while pushing pills down his throat. "I want to kill you, you stupid idiot, what were you thinking?" he continued unaware of the nightly guest watching interestedly from the window rim. He bent over and easily carried Alec to his room and laid him down on the bed. "If you EVER do that again, I'll. beat you up myself, and don't think that you're stronger than me 'coz you're not!"
(10 minutes later)
Alec's seizures had subsided and he was in a peaceful slumber. Logan himself was sleepy and was about to go to the guest room when he heard Alec whisper something in his sleep. Logan walked up to his brother,
"Say that again Alec."
"Thanks for the milk, you're really beautiful," he whispered very softly. Logan's face crunched up in question.
"Ah. thanks, what milk?"
"Can we go out some time?" Logan felt Alec's forehead for any signs of a fever.
"It's me Logan, you cow."
"Thanks for savin' my sorry ass 'coz I'm one of yours."
"If you don't go to sleep in the next 2 minutes, I'm going to put you under."
"Only if you kiss me goodbye." Alec said smiling in his sleep. At this Logan walked away muttering, 'he used to talk about military school during seizures, now it's milk, kisses and girls. I knew I should have put him under.'
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A/N: I know it's short, sorry about that but I gotta go to a stupid party now. I wanted to make this chapter as funny as possible, but it didn't turn out too funny, sorry for that too.
You guys should tell me what you wanna see happen next. I have an idea but I don't know if it's that good. Thanks to every one that reviewed. Please continue, I keep thinking about them all day and they keep me writing.
I wrote a chapter of my second story called Costa Rica's Callin' Ya. Please read it if you can. Bye now.
Sabrina