Spoilers: Set after Hello, Goodbye - so anything prior to this
episode is spoiled and as the story continues, it may impinge
slightly on other episodes after unintentionally.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters that we owe
thanks to James Cameron, FOX and anyone else associated with
Dark Angel.
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CHAPTER NINE
Alec sat at the edge of the Space Needle, his legs dangling freely over. He kept his eyes closed as he basked in the cool night air and moonlight,
"Leave me alone."
Max stopped in her tracks and surveyed the view,
"But this is my spot. How did you know I was here, you heard me?"
"I smelt you."
"Handy skill."
"It serves its purpose."
They were silent for some time, before Alec finally patted the spot next to him. Max smiled and sat down, allowing him to drape an arm around her.
"I'm sorry Alec."
"Me too. I wish that my past never existed so I could hate you for blaming me. But the truth is, Logan was right. I would think it was me too."
"No! Don't say that. Logan is.an idiot. He is just so cluelessly driven and he's jealous of you. He wanted to hurt you."
"It was true."
Max looked at his crystal green eyes and hesitantly place her hand on the side of his face, guiding his head to lean in the crook of her neck.
"I should have known. Realised that deep down, it couldn't have been you."
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"Move fool, before I put you in a world of hurt! Don't think I wont lay the smack down on you!"
"Okay, okay. Sorry."
"Damn straight."
"I'll buy you a beer."
"Mmm-hmm, that's more like it."
Alec and Max sat in silence at Crash, observing the banter exchanged between Original Cindy and Sketchy. OC's latest belle sat next to her, a Spanish looking chica with iridescent blue eyes. She hadn't really spoken all night, just sat back thoughtfully watching the all. Alec ran his hands through his dark blonde hair and let out a loud sigh of boredom. Max unintentionally copied his actions and they looked over at one another smiling. Genuine smiles, for which Max was grateful, it showed all hostility between them had been resolved. Alec stood after dismissing a petite, yet stunning redhead who had come up to him seductively with her equally gorgeous blonde friend,
"I'm gonna bounce. I'll see you guys at work tomorrow."
Everyone waved cheerily and Alec departed. Max sat there feeling almost sulky, before standing to leave too,
"Gotta blaze. Later."
She ran in the direction of his place. No sign. She sighed and turned to go home.
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Max opened the door to her apartment and gasped at the figure sitting patiently on her couch.
"Hey Max."
"Alec, hey. Thought you were headed home."
"Oh yeah. I changed my mind - you know me."
She chuckled and moved towards him. There was something different about him, but she couldn't tell what.
"So what are you doing here?"
His penetrating eyes drilled holes into hers and she felt as though she were floating. Or drowning.
"What do you think?"
He stood and she met him halfway, their fingers interlocking as they became caught in an urgent kiss. Her eyes fluttered open and she saw herself in his, eyes filled with concentration, instead of their usual sadness or humour.
Max pulled back, her face distorted as she sorted through the thoughts running through her head.
"What's wrong?"
"Is this what you want?"
"Yes. Isn't it what you want?"
"Yes. But I've got stuff to sort out with Logan first, you understand."
"Okay. But when are you going to do that?"
"Soon. It just needs to be the right time."
He wheezed deeply and his eyes darted nervously around the room,
"I just don't have that much time."
He grabbed her and snapped handcuffs on her wrists, securing them behind her back. As he rounded to her front to gag her, Max caught a glimmer of gold under his shirt. He hit her over the head and she collapsed on the floor, blinking blearily to stay conscious. The last thing she saw was the gold medallion that hung on a fine chain. She had seen it before. The Blue Lady. She closed her eyes and gave into the surrounding darkness.
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CHAPTER NINE
Alec sat at the edge of the Space Needle, his legs dangling freely over. He kept his eyes closed as he basked in the cool night air and moonlight,
"Leave me alone."
Max stopped in her tracks and surveyed the view,
"But this is my spot. How did you know I was here, you heard me?"
"I smelt you."
"Handy skill."
"It serves its purpose."
They were silent for some time, before Alec finally patted the spot next to him. Max smiled and sat down, allowing him to drape an arm around her.
"I'm sorry Alec."
"Me too. I wish that my past never existed so I could hate you for blaming me. But the truth is, Logan was right. I would think it was me too."
"No! Don't say that. Logan is.an idiot. He is just so cluelessly driven and he's jealous of you. He wanted to hurt you."
"It was true."
Max looked at his crystal green eyes and hesitantly place her hand on the side of his face, guiding his head to lean in the crook of her neck.
"I should have known. Realised that deep down, it couldn't have been you."
* * * * *
"Move fool, before I put you in a world of hurt! Don't think I wont lay the smack down on you!"
"Okay, okay. Sorry."
"Damn straight."
"I'll buy you a beer."
"Mmm-hmm, that's more like it."
Alec and Max sat in silence at Crash, observing the banter exchanged between Original Cindy and Sketchy. OC's latest belle sat next to her, a Spanish looking chica with iridescent blue eyes. She hadn't really spoken all night, just sat back thoughtfully watching the all. Alec ran his hands through his dark blonde hair and let out a loud sigh of boredom. Max unintentionally copied his actions and they looked over at one another smiling. Genuine smiles, for which Max was grateful, it showed all hostility between them had been resolved. Alec stood after dismissing a petite, yet stunning redhead who had come up to him seductively with her equally gorgeous blonde friend,
"I'm gonna bounce. I'll see you guys at work tomorrow."
Everyone waved cheerily and Alec departed. Max sat there feeling almost sulky, before standing to leave too,
"Gotta blaze. Later."
She ran in the direction of his place. No sign. She sighed and turned to go home.
* * * * *
Max opened the door to her apartment and gasped at the figure sitting patiently on her couch.
"Hey Max."
"Alec, hey. Thought you were headed home."
"Oh yeah. I changed my mind - you know me."
She chuckled and moved towards him. There was something different about him, but she couldn't tell what.
"So what are you doing here?"
His penetrating eyes drilled holes into hers and she felt as though she were floating. Or drowning.
"What do you think?"
He stood and she met him halfway, their fingers interlocking as they became caught in an urgent kiss. Her eyes fluttered open and she saw herself in his, eyes filled with concentration, instead of their usual sadness or humour.
Max pulled back, her face distorted as she sorted through the thoughts running through her head.
"What's wrong?"
"Is this what you want?"
"Yes. Isn't it what you want?"
"Yes. But I've got stuff to sort out with Logan first, you understand."
"Okay. But when are you going to do that?"
"Soon. It just needs to be the right time."
He wheezed deeply and his eyes darted nervously around the room,
"I just don't have that much time."
He grabbed her and snapped handcuffs on her wrists, securing them behind her back. As he rounded to her front to gag her, Max caught a glimmer of gold under his shirt. He hit her over the head and she collapsed on the floor, blinking blearily to stay conscious. The last thing she saw was the gold medallion that hung on a fine chain. She had seen it before. The Blue Lady. She closed her eyes and gave into the surrounding darkness.