Title: Fair Play--Chapter 2

Disclaimer: Not mine, not yet.

So she wanted to play rough, huh? If there was one thing he was good at it was that. For some reason he always found himself holding back when it came to her, but now. Now the gloves were off. Well, not Logan's. That would just be disastrous. Funny, but disastrous.

If she thought that this transgenic male could just be tossed around like a rag doll then she was severely mistaken. He had a reputation to uphold, and that certainly wouldn't be capable if everyone thought he had been dumped for an ordinary. There was only one thing he really could do now. If he and Max couldn't have a fake relationship, then it would only be fair to throw a wrench in the middle of the one she wanted to have with Logan. This is ridiculous! I can't believe that I'm actually upset about my non-existent relationship with Max. Since when did I start letting her get to me so god damn much.

He needed something to get his mind of her, and the only thing that would truly soothe his troubled soul, would be more trouble. A quick fix for trouble in TC would definitely be interfering in Max's daily comings and goings. Her most prized possession would for sure have to be her tough girl persona. He could crack her like a walnut. He was trained in the art of seduction. If she wanted to be back with Logan, there was soon going to be more standing in her way than a genetically engineered retro-virus targeted to his DNA. No, if she wanted to play footsies with the wheelchair bravado, she was going to find herself trapped in cement shoes.

He really needed to stop watching so many cop dramas.

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Checking his watch as he lounged on the couch in HQ, Alec laughed slightly to himself. Six p.m. on the dot. She was so predictable. 5-4-3-2-

"Hey Max!"

"Hey Dix. How's everything holding up?"

"Pretty good, we've got a new patrol team walking the perimeter. The teams are gonna start switching off in six hour intervals."

"Sounds good. Anything else?"

"Not really. Alec just brought us some supply lists. He was out checking with everyone, seeing how they were with food, clothes, you know the essentials. But I'm sure he already told you"

Noting that his attention would now be needed in the room, Alec looked up from the lists that he had been going over and looked across the room to Max. "Actually Dix, Max and I were too busy to discuss supply lists last night. We had more fun stuff to take care of," Wow. I've never seen that shade of red on her before. "Right honey?"

Taking a few steps towards where he had now perched himself carelessly on the arm of the couch, Max glared at Alec, her eyes telling him to shut the hell up before she kicked his ass. Always with the ass. Cocking her hip out, and placing a hand on her waist, Max's all too familiar stance told him that she did not have time to play these little games anymore. Too bad he had all the time in the world. What was she gonna do? Stop having imaginary sex with him? No, he was already having far too much fun and it had only been about four minutes.

But hark, what was that he heard. The shutting of a door, the climbing of steps and the tell-tale squeaks of an overused exoskeleton? And judging from the look on her face, max just heard it too. Looking from the door to Alec she silently pleaded with him to stop this foolish game before it got dangerous. And with a shake of his head, Alec threw her world into a relentless tailspin.

He wasn't going to stop. Especially when the one person he truly wanted to shine in front of had just arrived. Oh no. This was far from over.

"Max, I've been looking all over the place for you."

Jumping up from his spot on the couch, Alec joined Max at her side, grabbing her around the waist in a grip that was sure to leave bruises the next morning. A little pain never hurt anyone. "Yeah sorry Logan, we were just going over some supply lists with Dix. I tried to tell her that you would probably need to see her at some point, but it's just so hard for the little lady to let me go. Then again, you must know how it is. You guys did used to be a thing, right?"

Baring her teeth, and whispering so softly that only Alec could hear her, Max started in, "I am ending this right now, before you do something that'll make me want to rethink my position on firearms."

Equally as low, and ten times as deadly, Alec growled back, "Oh yeah? S you're gonna tell Logan that you lied to him? That you and me were never really doing anything? That you just wanted him out? I'd like to see you try."

Knowing that he was right, and that she couldn't tell Logan the truth, she subtly kicked him in the shin, causing him wince in pain. Slipping from his momentarily slack grip, she moved in front of him so that she could have a more private conversation with Logan.

'Hey wait a minute, couples don't have secrets,' Alec thought as he sauntered up to stand behind Max.

"Sorry Logan, Alec's been acting kind of strange lately and--"

"the only reason I've been acting strange lately is because of my sleep deprivation. I tell you time and time again, I can only go so many rounds each night Max. I may be a transgenic, but I still have my limits. I mean, are you in heat or something? Cause normally I would be able to tell and…oomph."

All it took was one punch to the stomach and he was abruptly cut off. Watching a teary eyed Max run off after an unhappy Logan, Alec suddenly began to think he had taken things just a bit too far.

TBC…

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