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 TWENTY-ONE
Momentarily stunned by the recent events, Max sat in silence, reflecting on the craziness of her life. Then it hit her.
She leapt onto the male next to her, arms draped around him, grasping on as if she were holding onto life itself. Her head buried in his chest, as she drew in his intoxicatingly familiar scent.
"You know, you really do run a girl around. Between you and your clone or even clones for all I know, you're going to be a real challenge. But I always did like a challenge."
He gaped in shock at her emotional display, before clicking together and gently placing his hands on her shoulder blades. He could feel the swell of her chest pressed against his and he almost groaned, chiding himself not to feel anything, she was his sister. Max felt him pull away and she followed suite, leaning back to survey his beautiful face, now adorned by a short haircut, much in the style of when they had first met. His eyes looked cloudy and troubled, without their usual cocky shimmer.
"What is it?"
"I don't remember Max."
"You forgot what's wrong?"
"No.I don't remember. I can't remember anything. It's just all.blank."
"I guess they wiped your memory. The year is 2021."
"No it couldn't be. My last operation was only months ago and that was 2018. I have my first deep cover mission approaching. You must be mistaken."
"Alec, was that Rachel Berrisford?"
It felt like an overload to 494 as a barricade of emotions rallied through his mind.
Playing the piano.
A car explosion.
His screaming a girl's name.
Rachel.
"I'm gonna call you Alec. As in smart-aleck."
"Why am I always the bad guy with you Max?"
"What are you doing here?"
"Saving your ass."
"Being alone means thinking too much."
"You're my best friend."
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"Alec?"
He snapped out of his dreamy state and his eyes changed into stormy clouds as he stared at her,
"What did you call me?"
Max instinctively backed away cautiously, but her attempt was in vain, as Alec's hand snaked out and grasped her firmly by the neck. She spluttered, completely taken by surprise,
"Alec, stop!"
He shook her viciously and her tiny body shook as though it were merely a rag doll,
"Why do you keep calling me that? I'm your brother, I'm Ben."
His fingers curled into her jugular, choking her briefly, before he pushed her away. Max rubbed at her reddening neck, then put the bruising pain out of her mind,
"Your name is Alec. You are a clone of Ben. You're not my brother."
Alec stared transfixed on a patch of ground, as Max repeated over and over what she had just said. What he needed to know. Finally, she came to her senses and did the only thing she thought Alec would respond to. Straddling his lap, she grabbed him by the shirt and roped him in for a hot and heated kiss. She put all the passion she could muster into it, containing a moan as he pushed back against her, both lips devouring one another; mouths slightly opened; tongues exploring. It was rough and urgent and at the same time, sweet and adoring. Max opened her eyes to see him staring back at her under hooded lids. Eventually he pulled away, his customary smirk she had missed so much set in place,
"So you're not my sister?"
Max shook her head as Alec's grin widened,
"Thank god for that!"
They kissed again purposefully and this time Max slowly pulled back,
*I need him to remember, otherwise when he finally does, he mightn't want me. He'll think I took advantage of him!*
"Can you remember anything?"
"Nothing more than before."
She nodded, a depressed air surrounding her and Alec felt as though he were hit by a truck, just because he had disappointed her. He had a feeling it wasn't the first time he had.
"You cant remember anything at all? Even what happened that got you caught and sent back to Manticore?"
"No. I wish I could remember."
"Alec, it's okay. I wish I could forget!"
She hugged him and he returned her embrace, feeling safe for the first time he knew of. He had a long way to go, to be able to adjust to life out of regiments, manoeuvres and the like. He knew it would be a rough ride, but he just prayed that she'd always be there.
THE END
Authors Note: Well this is only my second fan fiction ever so I hope you enjoyed it! ( Stay tuned for the sequel stories to this, there will be quite a few I should say. Please review, so I can know what you think and feel free to send me ideas about what I can write about in the next tales. Thanks for reading!
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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Momentarily stunned by the recent events, Max sat in silence, reflecting on the craziness of her life. Then it hit her.
She leapt onto the male next to her, arms draped around him, grasping on as if she were holding onto life itself. Her head buried in his chest, as she drew in his intoxicatingly familiar scent.
"You know, you really do run a girl around. Between you and your clone or even clones for all I know, you're going to be a real challenge. But I always did like a challenge."
He gaped in shock at her emotional display, before clicking together and gently placing his hands on her shoulder blades. He could feel the swell of her chest pressed against his and he almost groaned, chiding himself not to feel anything, she was his sister. Max felt him pull away and she followed suite, leaning back to survey his beautiful face, now adorned by a short haircut, much in the style of when they had first met. His eyes looked cloudy and troubled, without their usual cocky shimmer.
"What is it?"
"I don't remember Max."
"You forgot what's wrong?"
"No.I don't remember. I can't remember anything. It's just all.blank."
"I guess they wiped your memory. The year is 2021."
"No it couldn't be. My last operation was only months ago and that was 2018. I have my first deep cover mission approaching. You must be mistaken."
"Alec, was that Rachel Berrisford?"
It felt like an overload to 494 as a barricade of emotions rallied through his mind.
Playing the piano.
A car explosion.
His screaming a girl's name.
Rachel.
"I'm gonna call you Alec. As in smart-aleck."
"Why am I always the bad guy with you Max?"
"What are you doing here?"
"Saving your ass."
"Being alone means thinking too much."
"You're my best friend."
* * * * *
"Alec?"
He snapped out of his dreamy state and his eyes changed into stormy clouds as he stared at her,
"What did you call me?"
Max instinctively backed away cautiously, but her attempt was in vain, as Alec's hand snaked out and grasped her firmly by the neck. She spluttered, completely taken by surprise,
"Alec, stop!"
He shook her viciously and her tiny body shook as though it were merely a rag doll,
"Why do you keep calling me that? I'm your brother, I'm Ben."
His fingers curled into her jugular, choking her briefly, before he pushed her away. Max rubbed at her reddening neck, then put the bruising pain out of her mind,
"Your name is Alec. You are a clone of Ben. You're not my brother."
Alec stared transfixed on a patch of ground, as Max repeated over and over what she had just said. What he needed to know. Finally, she came to her senses and did the only thing she thought Alec would respond to. Straddling his lap, she grabbed him by the shirt and roped him in for a hot and heated kiss. She put all the passion she could muster into it, containing a moan as he pushed back against her, both lips devouring one another; mouths slightly opened; tongues exploring. It was rough and urgent and at the same time, sweet and adoring. Max opened her eyes to see him staring back at her under hooded lids. Eventually he pulled away, his customary smirk she had missed so much set in place,
"So you're not my sister?"
Max shook her head as Alec's grin widened,
"Thank god for that!"
They kissed again purposefully and this time Max slowly pulled back,
*I need him to remember, otherwise when he finally does, he mightn't want me. He'll think I took advantage of him!*
"Can you remember anything?"
"Nothing more than before."
She nodded, a depressed air surrounding her and Alec felt as though he were hit by a truck, just because he had disappointed her. He had a feeling it wasn't the first time he had.
"You cant remember anything at all? Even what happened that got you caught and sent back to Manticore?"
"No. I wish I could remember."
"Alec, it's okay. I wish I could forget!"
She hugged him and he returned her embrace, feeling safe for the first time he knew of. He had a long way to go, to be able to adjust to life out of regiments, manoeuvres and the like. He knew it would be a rough ride, but he just prayed that she'd always be there.
THE END
Authors Note: Well this is only my second fan fiction ever so I hope you enjoyed it! ( Stay tuned for the sequel stories to this, there will be quite a few I should say. Please review, so I can know what you think and feel free to send me ideas about what I can write about in the next tales. Thanks for reading!