Spoilers: This is the third in my series of stories. The first
was Shattered Trusts and Whispered Confessions. The second,
which I only just finished, is Remembering to Forget. This
series is set after Hello Goodbye but does reveal spoilers from
the rest of the season, as I incorporate it into the story.
Disclaimer: Characters aren't mine except for some minors. The ideas are pretty much mine though but I just want to say thanks to those who have reviewed my previous works, it keeps me writing!
Authors Note: If you really want to understand this story and enjoy it, then be sure to read the original parts one and two.
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CHAPTER THREE:
Seattle; Jampony; September 7th 2022
1200 hours
"So what boo, boy's important to you, you already knew that."
"That's just it. When I'm with him, I forget. I forget that we don't belong in this world, that we're freaks. There's no need for me to pretend to be anything I'm not with him, like there was with Logan, who was constantly needing me to be human. With Alec...I forget my own weaknesses. I lose my weakness in his strength. And that's dangerous."
Original Cindy shook her head, as she sipped her coffee, her dark eyes narrowed at the distraught girl next to her. Normal eyed the two over the top of his glasses, but only scowled. Max was Alec's girl now and he wasn't about to yell at someone who might make his golden boy unhappy with him.
"Speak of the devil."
"What?"
OC smirked as Max's head whirled around to see Alec ride in, accompanied by a handsome dark haired male. He introduced Normal to his friend and as they talked, took scan of the room. His eyes flicked past Max and Cindy, stopping briefly, before returning back to his friend.
"Your boy's hurting boo."
"He's not the only one."
"Well then move your genetically enhanced butt over there and sort this bitch out."
"Were you even listening to me before? We can't be like that, it's just too high a price to pay."
"Oh for the love of...this isn't like you and Logan, don't even try to make it like it is. Coz it ain't!"
Cindy stood with her hands on her hips. She frowned at Max and looked over at Alec,
"You know he's the only one you want. The only one who can make you happy. Yous aren't just meant to be, you're made to be."
"How do you figure?"
"Yeah, it's just a coincidence that you and hot boy both have them tattoo dealios popping up all over your bodies. And the two of you were paired up as breeding partners at ole Manticore. If that ain't a sign of fate, I don't know what is. Now go apologise to him, coz I sure ain't letting you come back to my place."
Max rose also from her seat, amazed that an ordinary human such as Cindy had such an uncanny knack of deciphering everything that was going on around her. And she was right, she had let her fear and frustration get the better of her, she had some serious sucking up to do. And it would start now.
She flashed OC a grateful smile and pulled on her gloves and jacket, heading over to where Alec had been standing. Her eyebrows knitted together, where was he? Maybe his friend knew.
"Hi, I'm Max."
He turned to her; flashing her a cute smile before his eyes took in her face,
"Hi, I'm...453?"
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Max felt as though her blood had run cold as she stopped and took in the unfamiliar face smiling at her. She took a step forward, lowering her voice, so she was murmuring in a tone only detectable by a transgenic,
"What did you say?"
The male smiled at her again, his face warm and comforting,
"It's been awhile, thought I'd never see you again."
She gave him a confused look and moved away, her eyes cold and accusing. He lashed out, grabbing her wrist,
"What's wrong?"
"Ow. What the hell? Get off me, who the fuck are you?"
"Yeah that's real funny. So you're going by Max? It's different than your old name. But it's cool."
She furrowed her brow, racking her impeccable memory to discover who he was.
Blank.
Nothing.
"You're Manticore?"
He gave her a surprised look, then raised his voice in realisation,
"So we're playing a game huh? Okay, I'll bite. Manticore? What's that?"
"Shut up! Keep your voice down! What's your designation?"
"Oh so this is the whole prove your you and not some clone of you deal? X5- 761, like you didn't know. But now everyone calls me Biggs, you remember that name don't you? I decided I'd keep it, it is so much better having a name than a number."
Max took another step backwards and he followed, his hand still latched tightly onto her wrist,
"Let go of me before I kick your ass soldier boy!"
"What's your problem?"
"HEY! Biggs, man, what are you doing?",
Alec's voice rang out through Jampony and Max looked thankfully in his direction, taking the opportunity to retract her hand from the dark haired male's vice.
"Alec, you didn't tell me others worked here too. I haven't seen this one for a good few years."
"She isn't who you think she is. Back off man."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"She's not her. This is Max, designation 452..."
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Biggs comprehended Alec's explanation immediately and stepped away, giving Max an apologetic look. She whirled around to face Alec, her hands clenching by her sides,
"What the hell? Who did he think I was?"
"He thought you were someone you're not Maxie."
"And who's that?"
He sighed, glaring at Biggs, who took the hint and melted off into the sea of workers at the lockers,
"Do you really think this is the best place to be discussing this? Lets go somewhere a little more suited - okay?"
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Seattle; Max and Alec's Apartment; September 7th 2022
1300 hours
Alec's keys jingled in the lock and Max entered their cramped apartment; her anger momentarily forgotten as she inwardly glowed when Alec subconsciously placed his hand on the small of her back. He politely gestured at he couch and the two sat down stiffly at opposite ends. They turned to one another, speaking at the same time,
"So..."
"What..."
"You first..."
"You go..."
Alec put a finger in the air, actually managing to silence her,
"You talk first."
Max exhaled slowly and then took a deep breath, preparing herself to speak,
"I screwed up."
She looked at him pleadingly and he made a scoffing sound,
"That's it? That's your explanation? Well thanks for enlightening me...See ya later!"
"No Alec...that's not it. I pushed you away and I screwed up. I was scared that was what you were going to do to me. We've been apart almost a day and it is killing me. I can't even last an hour without you and that is so scary. But that's okay coz what's even scarier is imagining my life without you in it. "
Tears welled up in her eyes as she poured out her heart,
"I can't imagine a world without you in it. What sort of life would that be? I need you. I want you."
Max stopped, the salty water making tracks from her ears down her cheeks,
"If you had told me you never wanted me, I would have died."
She stood to leave and Alec blurred in front of her, steadying her by the shoulders,
"Don't even try to leave unless I am right by your side."
Her mouth turned up into a hopeful smile and he grinned in response, cupping her chin with one hand and lifting it so their lips met. She leaned back from the embrace and he tugged her over to the couch,
"My turn now."
"Okay...what was it you wanted to say before?"
"I was going to explain what Biggs was on about."
"Oh that guy, he was such an ass."
Max looked pointedly at the bruise peeking out from under her gloves and then glanced back at Alec, smiling gently at him, her white teeth lined up in a straight, prefect row. He licked his lips nervously, catching her eye as she stared at his tongue darting out smoothly,
"See Max, if I told anyone else this, they'd think I was crazy. But, because it's you and because its me, I know I'll be able to say it and you'll understand...Back at Manticore, we were in separate units - you and me, right?"
"Yeah..."
"And my twin was in your unit..."
"Okay, I'm still with you. But barely, where's this going?"
"And your twin was in mine."
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To be continued...
Author's Note:
Nothing really to say at this point in time, just thanks to my reviewers from the previous stories. I'm gonna upload this and some other chapters today, totally in hope of some feedback. The more you guys help me out, the better stuff I'll be writing.
Disclaimer: Characters aren't mine except for some minors. The ideas are pretty much mine though but I just want to say thanks to those who have reviewed my previous works, it keeps me writing!
Authors Note: If you really want to understand this story and enjoy it, then be sure to read the original parts one and two.
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CHAPTER THREE:
Seattle; Jampony; September 7th 2022
1200 hours
"So what boo, boy's important to you, you already knew that."
"That's just it. When I'm with him, I forget. I forget that we don't belong in this world, that we're freaks. There's no need for me to pretend to be anything I'm not with him, like there was with Logan, who was constantly needing me to be human. With Alec...I forget my own weaknesses. I lose my weakness in his strength. And that's dangerous."
Original Cindy shook her head, as she sipped her coffee, her dark eyes narrowed at the distraught girl next to her. Normal eyed the two over the top of his glasses, but only scowled. Max was Alec's girl now and he wasn't about to yell at someone who might make his golden boy unhappy with him.
"Speak of the devil."
"What?"
OC smirked as Max's head whirled around to see Alec ride in, accompanied by a handsome dark haired male. He introduced Normal to his friend and as they talked, took scan of the room. His eyes flicked past Max and Cindy, stopping briefly, before returning back to his friend.
"Your boy's hurting boo."
"He's not the only one."
"Well then move your genetically enhanced butt over there and sort this bitch out."
"Were you even listening to me before? We can't be like that, it's just too high a price to pay."
"Oh for the love of...this isn't like you and Logan, don't even try to make it like it is. Coz it ain't!"
Cindy stood with her hands on her hips. She frowned at Max and looked over at Alec,
"You know he's the only one you want. The only one who can make you happy. Yous aren't just meant to be, you're made to be."
"How do you figure?"
"Yeah, it's just a coincidence that you and hot boy both have them tattoo dealios popping up all over your bodies. And the two of you were paired up as breeding partners at ole Manticore. If that ain't a sign of fate, I don't know what is. Now go apologise to him, coz I sure ain't letting you come back to my place."
Max rose also from her seat, amazed that an ordinary human such as Cindy had such an uncanny knack of deciphering everything that was going on around her. And she was right, she had let her fear and frustration get the better of her, she had some serious sucking up to do. And it would start now.
She flashed OC a grateful smile and pulled on her gloves and jacket, heading over to where Alec had been standing. Her eyebrows knitted together, where was he? Maybe his friend knew.
"Hi, I'm Max."
He turned to her; flashing her a cute smile before his eyes took in her face,
"Hi, I'm...453?"
* * * * *
Max felt as though her blood had run cold as she stopped and took in the unfamiliar face smiling at her. She took a step forward, lowering her voice, so she was murmuring in a tone only detectable by a transgenic,
"What did you say?"
The male smiled at her again, his face warm and comforting,
"It's been awhile, thought I'd never see you again."
She gave him a confused look and moved away, her eyes cold and accusing. He lashed out, grabbing her wrist,
"What's wrong?"
"Ow. What the hell? Get off me, who the fuck are you?"
"Yeah that's real funny. So you're going by Max? It's different than your old name. But it's cool."
She furrowed her brow, racking her impeccable memory to discover who he was.
Blank.
Nothing.
"You're Manticore?"
He gave her a surprised look, then raised his voice in realisation,
"So we're playing a game huh? Okay, I'll bite. Manticore? What's that?"
"Shut up! Keep your voice down! What's your designation?"
"Oh so this is the whole prove your you and not some clone of you deal? X5- 761, like you didn't know. But now everyone calls me Biggs, you remember that name don't you? I decided I'd keep it, it is so much better having a name than a number."
Max took another step backwards and he followed, his hand still latched tightly onto her wrist,
"Let go of me before I kick your ass soldier boy!"
"What's your problem?"
"HEY! Biggs, man, what are you doing?",
Alec's voice rang out through Jampony and Max looked thankfully in his direction, taking the opportunity to retract her hand from the dark haired male's vice.
"Alec, you didn't tell me others worked here too. I haven't seen this one for a good few years."
"She isn't who you think she is. Back off man."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"She's not her. This is Max, designation 452..."
* * * * *
Biggs comprehended Alec's explanation immediately and stepped away, giving Max an apologetic look. She whirled around to face Alec, her hands clenching by her sides,
"What the hell? Who did he think I was?"
"He thought you were someone you're not Maxie."
"And who's that?"
He sighed, glaring at Biggs, who took the hint and melted off into the sea of workers at the lockers,
"Do you really think this is the best place to be discussing this? Lets go somewhere a little more suited - okay?"
* * * * *
Seattle; Max and Alec's Apartment; September 7th 2022
1300 hours
Alec's keys jingled in the lock and Max entered their cramped apartment; her anger momentarily forgotten as she inwardly glowed when Alec subconsciously placed his hand on the small of her back. He politely gestured at he couch and the two sat down stiffly at opposite ends. They turned to one another, speaking at the same time,
"So..."
"What..."
"You first..."
"You go..."
Alec put a finger in the air, actually managing to silence her,
"You talk first."
Max exhaled slowly and then took a deep breath, preparing herself to speak,
"I screwed up."
She looked at him pleadingly and he made a scoffing sound,
"That's it? That's your explanation? Well thanks for enlightening me...See ya later!"
"No Alec...that's not it. I pushed you away and I screwed up. I was scared that was what you were going to do to me. We've been apart almost a day and it is killing me. I can't even last an hour without you and that is so scary. But that's okay coz what's even scarier is imagining my life without you in it. "
Tears welled up in her eyes as she poured out her heart,
"I can't imagine a world without you in it. What sort of life would that be? I need you. I want you."
Max stopped, the salty water making tracks from her ears down her cheeks,
"If you had told me you never wanted me, I would have died."
She stood to leave and Alec blurred in front of her, steadying her by the shoulders,
"Don't even try to leave unless I am right by your side."
Her mouth turned up into a hopeful smile and he grinned in response, cupping her chin with one hand and lifting it so their lips met. She leaned back from the embrace and he tugged her over to the couch,
"My turn now."
"Okay...what was it you wanted to say before?"
"I was going to explain what Biggs was on about."
"Oh that guy, he was such an ass."
Max looked pointedly at the bruise peeking out from under her gloves and then glanced back at Alec, smiling gently at him, her white teeth lined up in a straight, prefect row. He licked his lips nervously, catching her eye as she stared at his tongue darting out smoothly,
"See Max, if I told anyone else this, they'd think I was crazy. But, because it's you and because its me, I know I'll be able to say it and you'll understand...Back at Manticore, we were in separate units - you and me, right?"
"Yeah..."
"And my twin was in your unit..."
"Okay, I'm still with you. But barely, where's this going?"
"And your twin was in mine."
* * * * *
To be continued...
Author's Note:
Nothing really to say at this point in time, just thanks to my reviewers from the previous stories. I'm gonna upload this and some other chapters today, totally in hope of some feedback. The more you guys help me out, the better stuff I'll be writing.