CHAPTER: Manners





"You and I," she began. " We're suppose to." she stopped. She didn't want to continue.

He looked at her struggling to say the words. He wondered what could be so bad that she would have such a hard time saying it.

" We're supposed to." she stopped again and took a deep breath.

" What?" he asked putting his hand on her shoulder?

" We're supposed to have a child," she finally said. She turned around to see his reaction. His face was expressionless.

" How are we going to do that?" he asked. He was confused.

" How else." She said turning her face away.

" Oh," he said. He understood what she meant but didn't know why it had to be him. He stood amazed at the idea. Not that he would mind having a baby with Max, but when he pictured it they weren't forced to. As strange as it may seem, he thought about it, he thought about it everyday. He thought about what it would be like to be with Max, for her to love him as much as he loved her. " So why me?"

She knew Alec wouldn't want that kind of responsibility but he didn't have a choice in the matter it was going to happen no matter what. " He said you made for me," she said this with a light laugh.

It was confirmed he was made for her, they supposed to be tighter. That would probably explain his yearning to be with her, the reason he why he lied for her when he didn't know her, the reason why he hated to see her with Logan. " So when is this supposed to happen?"

" In two days." She said turning to face him. " I'm so sorry I wish we didn't have to do this but he said it will happen no matter what you do."

" Don't be sorry," he said wrapping his arms around her waist. " You can't stop it, my guess is that you'll be in heat."

She let him kept his arms around her. It felt safe with him so close, like no one could touch them. " I don't want to do that while I'm in heat."

He understood why she wouldn't want to do that while she was in heat. It wasn't to represent becoming one with person you loved, there was something more physical about it that made it seem casual. " I don't want you do something sand then regret it the other day."

" I don't think I'll regret it," she softly.

" So you want to do this?"

She looked into his eyes; this was the hardest thing she ever had to say to him. She was afraid that he didn't feel the same way about her. "Do you want to?"

He held her hand and pressed it against his chest." More than anything." He whispered in her ear.

The words sounded like music to her ears, their was no reason to afraid he felt the same as she. In the distance someone was calling her name. " Max," they called. " Max," they called repeatedly. " Open your eyes," the same voice said. It didn't occur to Max that her eyes were closed. She opened her eyes and found herself on the floor, Alec was holding her up, people were staring and she had a splitting headache. She hadn't been in the room with Alec, she didn't tell him about anything. She wished it would have been so easy as dreamed it, she couldn't even bring her self to think about it now that she was awake.

" You had me scared for while there," he said turning a worried face into a smiling face. " Are you Ok?"

" Yes I'm fine," she said trying to get up. Her head was still hurting and she felt dizzy. She fell back into his arms; he helped her to get up.

" You need some rest," he lead her to her room. He rested her on the sleeping bag she brought there. " You've been working yourself to hard."

"Obviously, not hard enough," she said thinking about Mole.

" Don't let him get to you, he's a --- a---jerk." He wanted to use a big word to describe Mole, but jerk seemed so appropriate. " I'll beat him up the next time he says something to you."

Max laughed lightly. " You can't beat people up for having an opinion."

" It's the way he puts it forward, he acts like he wasn't taught manners back at Manticor.

" I don't think he was," she said laughing.

" You should be sleeping not laughing," he said watching her. He kissed her on her head and got up to leave.

" Alec," Max called.

" Yes."

"Can you stay here until I fall asleep?"

He walked back in and sat next to her sleeping bag. Her stroked her hair, " of course."



Note: I'm sorry about the still unconscious thing. I realized it just would not be right if he knew.