CHAPTER: Relationships.



OC came in the door carrying a bag. " Hey, I see you two sorted it out."

Alec rolled his eyes at her. " There was nothing to sort out."

" Anyway, I brought her some clothes and stuff she needs, where should I put it?" Alec and Logan pointed to the room and she went in. Even though she was asleep she could still see that she was sick. She rested the bag down and sat on the chair at her bedside. She wasn't used to seeing Max sick.

Max could hear someone in the room. She wondered if it was Alec or if Dr. Carr had returned. She opened her eyes slightly. It was OC, and she wore that same worried expression Logan and Alec had. " Hey," she said.

" Sorry, did I wake you?"

Max sat up a little. " So who called you?"

" I called Alec," she said. She would have expected one of them to call and say that her best friend was sick. " So are they behaving themselves?"

" Yeah, they are both really helpful."

OC smiled. " I brought you some stuff."

" What stuff?"

" You know, clothes and toiletries."

Max sighed in relief; she was wondering how she was going to get those. " So what are they doing outside?"

" Sitting, watching a cell phone."

" They must be waiting on Dr. Carr's call." She began to tap her hands on her lap.

OC could tell something was on her mind. She looked like she was battling something in her head. " Are you worried about your sickness?"

" I'm not really worried, and it's not the sickness either." She was beginning to get confused about her feelings for Alec.

" Then what is it?"

" It just that . . . Alec seems different," she said in a whisper. OC had to lean in a little to hear. She didn't want Alec overhearing since his ears could pick up things from far. " When I wasn't sick, he was just Alec, good looking and not much else."

" And now that you're sick he's something more."

She nodded. " He's been so sweet whole day," she said in frustration. " I could handle him when he was just Alec, now I have to readjust my thoughts." She hated when people surprised her. It was always left her confused. " It's like I can't hate him and I can't like him, so what am I going to do?"

" Who says you can't like him, he likes you, doesn't he?"

" How can you like someone without being 'like that' with them."

" Be friends," she suggested. " On a more understanding level than you are now."

It sounded like a good idea and she was certain she could do that. " I'll give it a try."

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" What do you think they're talking about in there?" Logan asked Alec. Alec moved his head from left to right. " So you can't use your hearing to hear what they're saying."

" I can, but it's wrong," he said. " But you know me, when do I ever do the right thing."

As soon as he was about the strain his ear to hear he heard his phone go off. He answered it quickly. " Yeah," he said.

" It's me, Carr."

" Did you get anything?" he asked quickly.

" Yeah, I have a theory but I'm not sure about it."

Why couldn't he just say what it was already? " Well, lets hear it."

" I think it's the virus, it somehow started to affect her."

" The virus, that doesn't make any sense." On hearing the virus Logan grabbed the phone from him. He was too shock to say anything. " It's not supposed to affect her," Logan said into the phone.

" It's a man made virus, humans a prone to mistakes."

Alec took back the phone from Logan. " How are we supposed to fix this, there's no cure for the virus."

" I know."

Logan took back the phone from Alec. " Are you sure about this?"

" Positive."

Alec took back the phone. " What makes you so positive."

Sam frowned. " It's either you get a speaker phone or you two stop doing that." The other end was silent. " Anyway, in the blood sample I have the bacteria seems to be multiplying. It's stronger some how."

" So what are you saying?"

" I'm saying if we don't find a cure in a day or two, she will die."



NOTE: Sorry 'bout the shortness of this chapter.

NOTE2: THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE STORY OR DARK ANGEL: I was reading the newspaper (yes, I actually do that) and this article got my attention. It was about a child who was 2and half years trying to cross the freeway (yes, the freeway). Anyway, these two guys were on their way to work and they saw the little girl crossing. One of them thought he was seeing things then he realized he wasn't. So, he jumped out of the car and his friend got out to and started the stop the traffic, luckily he wasn't crushed by some speed happy maniac. The other guy ran to child who had already crossed more than half the freeway and almost got knocked down by a Coca-Cola truck. When he got to the girl he tried to see where she was from but no one knew her. The little girl said she was looking for her mother. They carried her to a police station.

Talk about child neglect. Why do people have kids if they can't take care of them?

The little girl was so cute, it just made cry. She must have had a guardian Angel or something because I know the way people drive here. They try to speed in Traffic jams, even more so on the freeway and they don't stop of anything. She is so lucky.

I wanted tell someone who didn't know, so I wrote it here.

NEXT CHAPTER SOON.