TITLE: Genetically Empowered (My Finale & Season 3)
EPISODE: 10 "BAD BLOOD" 11/4/02
WRITTEN BY: Heather Ferguson (fergus80)
EMAIL: hferguso@niu.edu
WEBSITE: http://eric_greta.tripod.com (Jensen)
RATING: PG-13 (For now, will post alternate chapters if ratings change)
SUMMARY: How 'Freak Nation' and S3 should have been. M/A
SPOILERS: Everything!
DISCLAIMER: All Dark Angel characters belong to James Cameron, FOX, etc. etc. etc.
FEEDBACK: PLEASE!!! I CRAVE IT!!! It makes me want to write more.
DEDICATION: To all the Nuns at the Church of Alec, and the Blue Lady! And a special thank you to those who read, and corrected my spelling, grammar, tenses, etc. You know who you are, you wonderful nuns you. ;)
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{{Thankfully no one was inside the building when it was set on fire,}} The news reporter stated, standing in front of what used to be Jam Pony. The only thing left was part of the front and sidewall, half of the black X still visible.
Max shook her head at the television, and leaned back against Alec, as his hands rested around her waist. "I can't believe this."
"Me either," he said into he ear, as his eyes looked up at the television broadcast. "At least Sketchy, OC, and even Normal were at Crash when it happened.
The image on the television switched to show a split screen, showing two other scenes. The voice of the reporter came over the images, {{Two residences were hit last night as well. It has come to our attention that they are the residences of the manager of Jam Pony and one of his employees. Mr. Reagan, the manager, has been an outspoken member of the pro-transgenic movement. The other man, a Mr. Theodore, is a writer for News World Weekly. The magazine was the first to bring out information on the military's attack on Terminal City….}}
"Well at least the information is getting out there," Vin said, his fingers squeezing Mel's tighter as they leaned on the railing looking up at the television.
"Yeah, but now they are going to have to be really careful," Max said worried, "This has got White written all over it."
Alec could feel the worry and tension in her body, "I've got some people looking over them, and OC." She nodded, and he felt her grip tighten on his arms. He leaned in and kissed the top of her head.
"But where are they going to live?" Joshua asked them from the couch.
Max looked up at Alec, and they smiled at each other and then started to laugh. "Oh, would I love to be a fly on the wall in that house," Alec said with a smile, and she just shook her head in agreement.
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"Don't tell me there is anymore stuff!" Sketchy yelled pulling bag after bag off his shoulder and setting them down in the living room. "I mean… damn girl."
Cindy just rolled her eyes, "Hey! I had a whole apartment to move." She sat down a few boxes on the coffee table.
"Well, at least you had an apartment left to move out of," Normal said with two more boxes.
Cindy turned to the two of them, her face softening. "You're right." She looked around, at Joshua's old place. "Well, looks like this will be home for us for awhile." She plopped down in the big chair, flinging her feet over the arm.
Sketchy took a seat on the couch, putting his feet up on the coffee table. Normal stood there, looking back and forth between the two, then looked up at the ceiling. "Help me Jesus."
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"I'm actually surprised you showed up alone Cale."
Logan walked through the old wear house, his blood pumping, charged from the transfusion earlier that morning. His eyes looked at White, his eyes moving around the room, catching a little movement. "And I'm not surprised you didn't..."
White smiled, as the two men stood in front of each other, "Well… this could have been a trap. Not that I was worried."
Logan glared at him, "Let's get down to business. I know you want Ray. I want the cure. And we both want to get rid of 494."
The familiar laughed, "So he's gotten on your last nerve as well."
"You could say that."
White nodded at the ordinary. They did want the same things. Everything the other man had said, and 452. Only their wanting of 452 was for different reasons. White almost wanted to laugh at the stupidity of the man in front of him. Did he truly believe that he would get 452? *Because I will get her. And she will die. But until then… I might as well get other things out of the way. And this… pathetic little man… will help me.* He pulled out a small canister, opened the lid, and pulled out a small vile. "One cure."
Logan swallowed hard. It was there… the answer to his dreams. He looked at the other man skeptically, "How can I be sure it's safe, and real?"
White smiled putting the vial back in the canister, "There's more than enough there to be tested. Now… my son."
Logan took the canister, his hand gripping it tightly. "I'll give you his location after I test this."
White's face hardened, "Now." His hand moved to his gun.
Logan shook his head, "If you kill me, you'll never know where he is. I'm the only one that knows. I have all the cards White."
The familiars jaw tightened. *Right now you do. But not for long.* "Fine. Test it. Then I want my answer."
"You will get one. But we have another little matter to plan out."
White smiled, "Ahhh, yes. 494. How should we handle that pain in both our sides?"
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They designed her to be the perfect soldier--a human weapon. Then she escaped. In a future not far from now, in a broken world, she is haunted by her past. She cannot run; she must fight to discover her destiny. --- DARK ANGEL
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"Okay, I have to go meet with my supplier," Alec said as the group started to walk down the stairs. He turned to Mel, "He should have those medical supplies you requested."
The blonde smiled, "Good. We need them." She turned to Vin behind her, "Can you help me get ready for the shipment?"
"Sure. No problem." He said.
She grabbed his hand, and then pointed her finger into Alec's chest. "Now you better get those supplies. I don't want to have to do all that cleaning and straightening for nothing."
He laughed, and nodded as Mel led Vin out the door. Alec turned back to Max, and turned his head to the side looking at her, "What's wrong?"
"Maybe I should go with you."
"Why?" He asked, and then found the answer in her eyes. "Awwh Maxie, are you worried about me?" She gave him an evil look, and he pulled her in for a hug. "Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. Besides I don't want to scare this contact. He might get jumpy if more than one person shows up."
Max nodded into his chest, and then smiled looking up at him. "Okay. Just…"
He smiled down at her, his hand moving under her chin, his thumb moving softly just under her lip. "Be careful. I know." He leaned down and kissed her softly. As he pulled away she tried to follow his lips. He pulled back, his thumb moving back over her mouth. "When I get back." She sighed, and he almost laughed.
She pulled back from him, her hands moved to his chest, and pushed him towards the door. "Fine… then get out of here! And hurry back." She added with a wink.
"Yes Ma'am," he said with a mock salute then turned and headed out the door.
Max stood there, putting her arms around herself, watching the door close, a smile forming on her lips. God, how things had changed. Her mind remembering the last week since her Heat had ended. Her brain however was pulled from the happy thoughts by the voice behind her.
"He won't stay with you."
She spun around quickly at the words, and shook her head, her knuckles tightening on her arms. "Logan… I don't want to talk about this again. I made it perfectly clear… it's none of your business." At least she thought she had made it clear, when they had talked before… well… actually more like she told him to butt out or leave.
"Max I'm only looking out for you. You KNOW Alec. He doesn't stay with women. He gets what he wants, and then he's gone."
She sighed, shaking her head. "Logan, you don't know him. You don't…"
He cut her off. "And neither do you. Remember, you hated him. You said he was a total screw up!"
Max looked around. People were watching their conversation. She didn't like it. She didn't want anyone hearing this. Hearing this about what she had said, what she had thought, about Alec… before. She glared at Logan. "My office… now!" She yelled, and stormed towards the room, flinging the door open
Logan grinned to himself, and followed her. She slammed the door shut behind him. "Max…"
"Don't even! How dare you talk about him like that out there!"
"Max. Those are your own words! You say you thought you knew him then. Now you say you know him now. Are you sure? Do you really know him? Can you really trust him? Trust him with your heart?"
"I trust him with my life!"
He swallowed, and then tried something else. "He doesn't love you."
She blinked at him, "What?"
He was playing blind, he didn't have a clue what Alec had said to her, but it was worth the shot. "Has he told you he loves you?"
Max closed her eyes, trying to not hear his words. "We've only been together a week."
He smiled in his head, "But you have known each other for how long? You've… slept together." He hated even saying it. It brought a sick feeling to his stomach.
She didn't want to get into it. Heck, she hadn't told Alec the same thing. They were both still trying to get comfortable with the whole idea of being together. Besides… Manticore's little soldiers didn't have the easiest time with their emotions. And… it didn't matter, she knew he cared about her, she could see it in his eyes. "Logan… he cares about me."
Logan laughed, "Yeah, just like every other woman he's been with. Till the challenge is gone, then he moves on. Face it Max, you were a challenge to him, and now he's won. It's only a matter of time."
She had enough, "Stop this! Stop it now. I don't want to hear it."
"Max… it was your Heat. That's all it was."
"No it wasn't!"
"Don't try and do something. Stay with him, or try and make something work, because you feel guilty. I understand Max. I understand it's your DNA. And… I still love you. I'll be here for you. I always have and I always will be."
She stared at him like he was insane. "Logan… I told you. We are over. I'm with Alec."
He moved over to the door and opened it, "Well, I'm just letting you know. When he leaves, and breaks your heart. I'll be here Max. I'll always be here." He moved through the door shutting it behind him with a smile on his face.
Max stood in her office, her mouth open staring at the closed door. Her arms moved back around herself, and she shook her head too emphatically. "No," she said quietly. "Alec won't leave me." She swallowed, her hands moving over her arms, "He… won't."
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Sketchy scribbled some more notes down on his writing pad, as he sat in the big chair. "So now that Jam Pony is gone. What are you going to do?" he asked Normal sitting on the couch.
"Work!" Cindy yelled, from the kitchen. "Like I am doing! Someone get their asses in here and help me!"
"I'm working OC!" Sketchy yelled back, "This is for the magazine. You know… one of us actually making money."
She rolled her eyes as she unwrapped another plate, setting it in the cupboard. "Yeah, yeah, yeah."
Normal sighed and got up off the couch, and moved into the kitchen. Sketchy followed, but sat at the table, watching them unpack the boxes. "Well, I was thinking of doing some volunteering. Working for the pro-transgenic movement. They really need some help." Cindy smiled as she put up two glasses, then two more.
"Yeah, but what about money?" Sketchy asked, while he wrote.
"Well… except for the amount I gave to the…" He stopped. "I can't believe I actually helped the other side."
Sketchy nodded, "I understand man. Trust me, I do. I feel bad now too."
Cindy put a hand on Sketchy's shoulder, "Hey. You guys didn't know. Trust me… when I found out… it blew me away. But then I got used to it." She motioned around her, "And that's just what the world needs to do."
Sketchy patted her hand, "Yeah, and maybe all of this will help."
Normal nodded, "Well, I have some money saved up from Jam Pony." He laughed, "I didn't do much with it."
Cindy crossed her arms in front of her, and looked at him. "Just how much do you have saved up Normal?"
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Vin shut the freezer door, "Well, it looks like at least the blood supply is back up."
Mel nodded as she grouped the boxes closer together, making room for new supplies. "Yeah. Logan really organized that blood drive. We actually have more than before."
He came up behind her, his hands settling over hers as she moved the other box. She smiled, and turned around in his arms, his mouth came down to hers, kissing her softly.
She smiled back up at him, "This isn't getting work done."
Vin looked around the room, "It looks like it has been done for awhile. There isn't anything to really do here, so why did you say…"
Mel grinned up at him, "Hmmm… really? Are you SURE there's nothing at all to do here?"
He caught the sparkle in her blue eyes, and then looked around again, realizing that they were the only ones there. He grinned back down at her, "Ohhh, so was this just some ruse to get me alone?"
Her hand traveled up around his neck, her fingers lightly traveled over his barcode. "A ruse? Me? How could you think…" But she was cut off by his kiss.
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"Sam… are you sure?" Logan asked into his cell phone as he sat in his apartment. His fist balling, squeezing, as his eyes looked at the tubing running into his arm.
{{Yes Logan, I'm positive. It will cure the virus, permanently. And… it's perfectly safe.}} Dr. Carr replied.
Logan smiled. His eyes traveled to the small canister that White had given him. "Thanks Sam. For testing it."
{{No problem.}}
With that he hung up the phone, setting it down on the nightstand next to the canister. The bag of blood emptied into him. The surge running through his body from that and the news made him feel on top of the world. He took out the tubing and jumped to his feet. "She wants a transgenic? She wants someone with her strength? She'll get it." His hand came out, breaking the wooden chair in half, his smile widening. He then picked his phone back up, and dialed another number as he threw out the empty bag labeled 494.
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His hand wrote down the information quickly, his smile getting bigger and bigger by the second. "It's all taken care of. He won't be a problem for much longer." With that he hung up his phone. "Otto!"
The office door opened quickly, "Yes Sir?"
White smiled back at him, holding out a piece of paper. "Get a team to this address now. Secure the boy that's there. His name is Ray." Otto nodded taking the paper and left the room.
White picked his phone back up, and dialed. "Did you get that Intel I sent over?" He nodded, "Good, good. Let me know when you have him."
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"Alec… it's been a long time."
"Jake, my man!" Alec said walking over the wooden docks towards the heavyset man. "I'm glad you could come."
"Well… you know me. Like I would ever turn down money."
Alec laughed. Yeah, he knew that. "Exactly. And this one deal will be worth your while."
Jake grinned, "Alec… you have no idea."
He caught the strange look on his face, and then he heard movement. His head spun, but not quickly enough as pain erupted in his back, the world went black.
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Sketchy couldn't move, his mouth hung open. OC just kept blinking, staring at Normal, finally her mouth being able to form words. "God Man. Did you ever spend a cent?"
"Didn't have anything to spend it on," he replied opening another box, and then shutting it quickly. "Ummm... these you can put away… in your... uhhh… bedroom." Cindy looked at the box, laughed and left the room with it.
Sketchy finally got his brain back… or what constituted as his brain. "Well… if you want to help the movement, that will definitely do some good. Not to mention, giving you free time."
Cindy came back into the room, with a different box. "Okay, THIS one belongs in here." She opened it, and they started taking out the silverware.
He tapped his pen on the paper, and looked back at Normal, "Okay… so… your debate with the Reverend…"
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Her fingers went through his dark hair, pulling his face closer to hers as their tongues moved against each other. She moaned as he pushed her body up against the cabinets, his hands traveling down her sides, resting at her hips. Then she felt him lift her up, placing her on the counter. Her legs wrapped around his waist, bringing him closer to her.
Vin groaned, as his hands moved up her sides, working their way under her shirt. His fingertips touching her warm skin, and her legs tightened around him again. Her hands moved under the back of his shirt, her nails lightly traveling over the skin of his back. His mouth moved down her neck, and he could swear he almost felt the vibration of a purr from her throat.
They jumped apart as the door slammed open, hitting the wall. "Has he contacted you?" Max asked as she stormed into the room. Not even noticing their wrinkled clothing or flushed faces.
Vin swallowed, and Mel quickly jumped off the counter moving in front of him, blocking Max's view. "Uhhh no," she answered. Mel tried not to laugh at the large calming breaths Vin was taking behind her, "Why?"
Max crossed her arms, worry all over her face. "We haven't heard anything yet."
Vin got himself under control, and spoke, "Max… it hasn't been that long. He may be taking awhile to get back to Terminal City."
She threw her hands up in the air, and turned around walking back out the door. Mel sighed and started to walk after her, but stopped with Vin's hand on her wrist. She turned back to look at him, questioning.
"Are we ever NOT going to get interrupted anytime soon?"
She grinned, her hand moved to the side of his face. She gave him a soft kiss. "Impatient?"
His eyes burned into hers, and she shuddered, " That's one word for it."
Mel's lips curved into a wicked smile, her fingertip moved over his lips. "Soon."
"Hello!" The two X5's turned back to the door at the yell. The brunette stood there, a hand on her hip. "Storming out! Worried person here! No one coming after her!"
Mel laughed and broke away, running over to Max, wrapping an arm around her shoulder, "Oh, sorry. There, there." She said patting her shoulder as they walked back out the door.
"That's better," Max said with a grin. Vin followed them out shaking his head. He glanced back at the counter, and then sighed, closing the door behind him.
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Otto knocked on the door. "Enter," came the voice from inside.
"We have the boy Sir. He's boarding a plane right now for Seattle."
White's face broke out with a genuine smile, "Good, good." He turned in his chair as his phone rang. He picked it up, "White."
Otto watched the other man's face brighten even more if that was possible. His mouth turned into a sly smile, "Thanks for the information."
White hung up the phone, and turned back to Otto. "Ray and 494. This looks like it's my lucky day."
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Max paced back and forth. Mel looked at her then up to Vin leaning on the railing next to her. "Max… calm down."
"Where is he? It wasn't supposed to take this long. He just had to take the money, exchange it, and come back with the supplies."
"Maybe the contact wanted to change locations. Maybe they are making a bigger deal for next time," Vin told her, just trying to ease her mind.
"What if something happened?" Max asked worried.
Mel nodded in agreement, "Maybe we should send someone… just to see."
Vin sighed, and looked at his watch. It had been… way too long. Something just wasn't right. "Okay." He turned and walked down the stairs, the women following him. "Mole!"
Mole walked over to them, "Yeah?"
"Send Neil out to the docks. But tell him to stay hidden." Mole nodded at the dark haired man, and moved off to get it done.
Vin and Mel moved over to the computers, "Dix… do you have the number to Alec's contact?"
Max listened to them talking, her arms came back around herself. She didn't have a good feeling about this. "Maybe he left town with the money." She jumped and turned around at the voice, anger seeping into her at seeing who it was.
"Logan… don't even start this right now."
He waved her off, he knew better than to get her angry right then. "Sorry. But… I have something important to tell you. Very important."
She rolled her eyes. With Logan, everything was important. "I don't have time for this right now."
"Max… you're just waiting for information. Please…"
She sighed, and motioned for her office, and she followed him in. "Now what is so…"
He cut her off, taking out the vial from his pocket and holding it up, "The cure."
Her eyes stared at the small glass container, and she swallowed, "Are you certain?"
He nodded, "Sam tested it this afternoon. It's perfect, and safe."
She didn't know what to say, what to think. Too many thoughts and feelings were running through her. She was worried about Alec. She was shocked by the news. She was confused as hell about her feelings. It was as if she couldn't even breathe. She watched as he pulled out a needle, and drew the liquid up into it. In a daze she barely registered what was happening. Her arm came out, and as if in a cloud she watched him inject her with it, with his latex covered hands holding her arm.
She felt the cold liquid travel through her veins. Watched him take off the gloves, and she realized her hands were shaking. Over a year's worth of searching was over, the cure was there. She wouldn't have to worry about killing him with a simple touch anymore. His hand came out for the side of her face, and she tensed. "Max… it's okay. You won't hurt me now."
His voice came to her senses, registered in her brain, but she still flinched when his hand touched her skin. Her eyes widening as she realized he was touching her, and he was okay. He took a step towards her, and she felt frozen in place. "I'm here for you Max. Like I said I would be. Like I said I would always be."
The door opened and she spun around quickly, Vin standing there. His eyes widened at the two standing before him. His eyes narrowed at Max.
She saw the look, her heart raced, words seeming to erupt from her, "Logan found the cure," was all she could manage.
Vin looked at the older man, then down to his hand, then back at Max. "That's great." His voice flat. "Oh, and just so you know… Alec never showed up to the docks. At least that's what Alec's supplier told us. And Neil found nothing to indicate otherwise." He gave her another look and slammed the door behind him.
*He didn't show up?* She thought, and then shuddered from the warm breath behind her.
"Like I said… he took the money and skipped town."
She turned around to face him, "Logan…"
"He got what he wanted, and he left. Pure and simple."
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Otto walked out of White's office and into the other room. Op #1 looked up at him, "That's not a good look."
"No, no it's not. It's not good at all." Otto sighed, taking out his phone and dialing quickly. "Yeah, it's me." He nodded his head, "I have some bad news." He motioned to the other man. Taking the hint, Op. #1 picked up his own phone and started to dial. "It's about 494… we have a BIG problem."
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Scenes from an All New DA on 11/11/02:
*NEXT WEEK ON AN ALL NEW DARK ANGEL*
IT'S…
Vin's jaw tensed, "Max and Logan found a cure."
IN…
Logan saw Mel about to scream, and swung again.
THE…
Everyone turned towards Mole, "We have a traitor in our mists."
BLOOD….
Logan listened to them from the back as he picked up one of the guns and pocketed it.