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 SIXTEEN:
Seattle; Max and Alec's Apartment; September 22nd 2022
2000 hours
Alec opened his eyes blearily, his head pounding and his entire right side aching like he had been dunked in a vat of water and then laid on his side on an electric fence. He shivered, his eyes coming to rest on the worried face of Max next to him. She rubbed at her arm and he could see a healing mark showing she had transfused him. He groaned, trying to sit up and feeling as though hot lava was poured down his side,
"What happened?"
"Don't rush it, you're still hurt. You're gonna need a good day's rest and relaxation, so that you can fully recover."
"I suppose you'll be kicking my ass once I'm up and about."
Her face flushed guilty and Alec felt a pang of remorse. He cringed as he extended his arm out to touch her face,
"I'm sorry."
She looked up at him, surprised, her eyes shocked,
"What are you sorry for? I did this. I'm sorry. I did this to you and you're apologising?"
"Well I guess I provoked you."
"You guess?"
"Don't argue with me when I'm injured. The fact is, I made you mad with the whole Biggs deal. Shouldn't have happened."
"You're right, it shouldn't have."
"But what you don't understand Max is..."
Alec stopped, coughing weakly, before continuing,
"You spend all your time running from who you are, who you really are. And that sucks, because you end up missing out on life. The life you were intended to have."
"As a cold blooded killer."
"As a product of America. Look at your barcode. You have every right to be here. Stop trying to make it that you need to be human to be happy. You're not human, you never will be - you may look it, act like it. But you're more than that, you're better. Why on earth do you want to be like them - ordinary? When you're so much more."
"I didn't come here for a lecture."
"And I didn't go into work to get stabbed. Life doesn't always work out as we plan. You need to hear this. If we are ever going to work out, you need to know what I think."
"And that's what you think?"
"Yeah I do. I'm not the only one. It seems like you're ashamed of who you are. You should be proud, proud to be a transgenic. Heck, proud to be a freak."
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Flashback:
Max stared out from her spot on the Space needle, her thoughts echoing loudly,
*All I wanted was a nice normal night out. But I guess for a girl like me normal is too much to ask. And the thing of it is...*
"Boo?"
Cindy appeared, sitting by her side
"What are you doing here?"
"Checking in on you. It's a shame poor Joshua's gonna spend the rest of his life in a cage."
"I know it's all my fault."
"Yeah it is."
Max remembered the events of that day at Joshua's house, a conversation that had seemed so innocent, Joshua was always so eager,
"Max and Joshua outside...with out here people"
But she couldn't risk the exposure,
"Do you want to end up in a cage?"
And Cindy just didn't understand,
"What's the worst that could happen?"
Max snapped back to reality as Cindy spoke again,
"What the hell was that?"
"Flashback - happens all the time."
"Thought I was trippin' there for a minute."
"This whole evening has been great big nightmare."
"But the worst part wasn't some talking head in a bag, anomalies eating Haggis or even Joshua gettin' hauled off by the po-po's, it was my girl denying who she really is. Denying the people she loves. Suga that's the worst thing you eva could have done. That's the worst thing that could have happened. But can I ask you one question: Where are your clothes?"
Max brought her knees to her chest as she looked down at her naked body.
She woke up with a rush.
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She looked over at him, her eyes soft and watery,
"All my life out of Manticore I've been trying to fit in. I never did until you came along and then I realised that I wasn't fitting in with ordinaries, I was fitting in as a freak. And that scared me."
"You get scared of your emotions too easy Maxie."
"We all have our weaknesses. You're lucky yours is something as admirable as loyalty."
"Not when it results in me killing people. I'm not an assassin anymore, it shouldn't have happened."
Her eyes locked with his as she reached over, intertwining her fingers with his,
"If it were OC, I would have done the same thing."
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Seattle; Crash; September 22nd 2022
2200 hours
Sketchy stared thoughtfully into the bottom of his beer glass. Original Cindy watched him concerned. They sat in silence, drinking, before he spoke,
"How long you known?"
"About a year and a half. Maybe bit more."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"What difference would it make?"
"How can you say that? She's one of them."
She raised her eyebrows at him, tempted to smack him over the head for being so damn prejudice,
"She's been a good friend to you. You gonna believe what you hear on TV or what's in your heart? So what if she was made in a lab? She's the best person you know."
Sketchy nodded as she spoke, considering everything she had said. She knew what he had decided long before he answered,
"You're right. She is. It's all good."
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To be continued...
Author's Note:
Pounding headache is something I am definitely feeling. Well as weird as it is, it is actually pretty chilly here today, despite it being summer (and you Aussies will know what I mean when I say it is usually so damn sweaty!). I am starting to piece where this is going now, slowly it's coming and that makes me happy coz it means the story wont be hell random like it has been so far. But even though I know sorta the direction, the path there is still hazy. We'll see I guess. Got an idea for my next story, but that wont be for awhile considering this baby has got a long time to go. Stay tuned... and review! (
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 SIXTEEN:
Seattle; Max and Alec's Apartment; September 22nd 2022
2000 hours
Alec opened his eyes blearily, his head pounding and his entire right side aching like he had been dunked in a vat of water and then laid on his side on an electric fence. He shivered, his eyes coming to rest on the worried face of Max next to him. She rubbed at her arm and he could see a healing mark showing she had transfused him. He groaned, trying to sit up and feeling as though hot lava was poured down his side,
"What happened?"
"Don't rush it, you're still hurt. You're gonna need a good day's rest and relaxation, so that you can fully recover."
"I suppose you'll be kicking my ass once I'm up and about."
Her face flushed guilty and Alec felt a pang of remorse. He cringed as he extended his arm out to touch her face,
"I'm sorry."
She looked up at him, surprised, her eyes shocked,
"What are you sorry for? I did this. I'm sorry. I did this to you and you're apologising?"
"Well I guess I provoked you."
"You guess?"
"Don't argue with me when I'm injured. The fact is, I made you mad with the whole Biggs deal. Shouldn't have happened."
"You're right, it shouldn't have."
"But what you don't understand Max is..."
Alec stopped, coughing weakly, before continuing,
"You spend all your time running from who you are, who you really are. And that sucks, because you end up missing out on life. The life you were intended to have."
"As a cold blooded killer."
"As a product of America. Look at your barcode. You have every right to be here. Stop trying to make it that you need to be human to be happy. You're not human, you never will be - you may look it, act like it. But you're more than that, you're better. Why on earth do you want to be like them - ordinary? When you're so much more."
"I didn't come here for a lecture."
"And I didn't go into work to get stabbed. Life doesn't always work out as we plan. You need to hear this. If we are ever going to work out, you need to know what I think."
"And that's what you think?"
"Yeah I do. I'm not the only one. It seems like you're ashamed of who you are. You should be proud, proud to be a transgenic. Heck, proud to be a freak."
* * * * *
Flashback:
Max stared out from her spot on the Space needle, her thoughts echoing loudly,
*All I wanted was a nice normal night out. But I guess for a girl like me normal is too much to ask. And the thing of it is...*
"Boo?"
Cindy appeared, sitting by her side
"What are you doing here?"
"Checking in on you. It's a shame poor Joshua's gonna spend the rest of his life in a cage."
"I know it's all my fault."
"Yeah it is."
Max remembered the events of that day at Joshua's house, a conversation that had seemed so innocent, Joshua was always so eager,
"Max and Joshua outside...with out here people"
But she couldn't risk the exposure,
"Do you want to end up in a cage?"
And Cindy just didn't understand,
"What's the worst that could happen?"
Max snapped back to reality as Cindy spoke again,
"What the hell was that?"
"Flashback - happens all the time."
"Thought I was trippin' there for a minute."
"This whole evening has been great big nightmare."
"But the worst part wasn't some talking head in a bag, anomalies eating Haggis or even Joshua gettin' hauled off by the po-po's, it was my girl denying who she really is. Denying the people she loves. Suga that's the worst thing you eva could have done. That's the worst thing that could have happened. But can I ask you one question: Where are your clothes?"
Max brought her knees to her chest as she looked down at her naked body.
She woke up with a rush.
* * * * *
She looked over at him, her eyes soft and watery,
"All my life out of Manticore I've been trying to fit in. I never did until you came along and then I realised that I wasn't fitting in with ordinaries, I was fitting in as a freak. And that scared me."
"You get scared of your emotions too easy Maxie."
"We all have our weaknesses. You're lucky yours is something as admirable as loyalty."
"Not when it results in me killing people. I'm not an assassin anymore, it shouldn't have happened."
Her eyes locked with his as she reached over, intertwining her fingers with his,
"If it were OC, I would have done the same thing."
* * * * *
Seattle; Crash; September 22nd 2022
2200 hours
Sketchy stared thoughtfully into the bottom of his beer glass. Original Cindy watched him concerned. They sat in silence, drinking, before he spoke,
"How long you known?"
"About a year and a half. Maybe bit more."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"What difference would it make?"
"How can you say that? She's one of them."
She raised her eyebrows at him, tempted to smack him over the head for being so damn prejudice,
"She's been a good friend to you. You gonna believe what you hear on TV or what's in your heart? So what if she was made in a lab? She's the best person you know."
Sketchy nodded as she spoke, considering everything she had said. She knew what he had decided long before he answered,
"You're right. She is. It's all good."
* * * * *
To be continued...
Author's Note:
Pounding headache is something I am definitely feeling. Well as weird as it is, it is actually pretty chilly here today, despite it being summer (and you Aussies will know what I mean when I say it is usually so damn sweaty!). I am starting to piece where this is going now, slowly it's coming and that makes me happy coz it means the story wont be hell random like it has been so far. But even though I know sorta the direction, the path there is still hazy. We'll see I guess. Got an idea for my next story, but that wont be for awhile considering this baby has got a long time to go. Stay tuned... and review! (