Title: Three Chimeras

Author: Nefertiry

E-mail: scorpy282003@yahoo.com

Rating: PG, maybe PG-13

Summary: Max lost one of her sisters 13 years ago. Now she's back in her life. She might have answers to many questions, but is she a friend or foe? Post 'Freak Nation'

Disclaimer: definitely not mine. The characters belong to James Cameron and FOX. But Jessica is ABSOLUTELY mine. I don't make any money using these characters.

A/N: I decided to post this chapter sooner than I expected. And as I was going to I'll post "The Call of Blood" in the 'Buffy the Vampire Slayer' section.

A/N: Warning: this story is COMPLETELY result of my imagination. Any similarity to other authors' plots, characters, or events is PURELY COINCIDENTIAL AND ABSOLUTELY UNINTENTIONAL.

Girls Go Partying

Part 3

Crash

"Where are they?" murmured Logan, looking at his watch and taking his cell phone, which he then put aside.

"So, Logan, what were YOU doing near the strip club?" asked Alec, teasing the cyberjournalist.

"I, um, was waiting for a friend who lived not far from that club." Logan tried to come up with some answer.

"Hey, guys, what's up?" Original Cindy came up to the table where 'the three fugitives from the bar and their driver' were sitting. "Normal, what are you doing here?"

"Sketchy and Alec invited me to hang out with them", answered the man.

"We did what?" that was a total surprise for Sketch, but when he saw Normal's you-are-so-fired-again glance, said. " Yeah, we decided to get to know our boss better."

"Yeah, and I am a heterosexual", chuckled Cindy.

Jessica stopped her BMW near Crash.

"Let's go, Max."

"Wait, you're still wearing your green lenses", noticed Max.

Jessica looked at her. "And you're still wearing blue ones."

"Well, they match my tank top", laughed Max and removed the lenses.

"Can't say the same about mine." Jessica's eyes became black again. "Now we can go."

They entered Crash, looking hot and desirable. Max was wearing tight black jeans and a pale-blue low cut tank top. Jessica chose pale-blue jeans and a black top. "Oh, looks like our boy… boys? are here. Normal is the last person I want to see tonight", sighed Max and looked at Jessica.

"Don't look at me. I just told Alec to get those from the club and to go to Logan's car. I didn't tell them to go to Crash."

Max and Jessica went to Alec and Co.

"Normal, why are you here? At this table?"

"Max, we invited him to hang out with us, to get to know him better." Sketchy didn't want to get fired. "Hi, Jess. You look great tonight."

"Thanks, Sketchy, I've seen myself in the mirror."

"Jess, where is it?" asked Logan about the thing because of which he got involved into this 'strippers and robbers' adventure.

"It's in my place, but I haven't looked at it yet. I'll do it tomorrow."

Max whispered in Jessica's ear. "Jess, don't be too hard on Sketchy, he has a crush on you."

"He's not my type", whispered Jess to Max.

"I know your type, but, Jess, no offence, he was a killer and has been dead for about 2 years," reminded her Max." Luckily your type has a clone, so…"

"Max, shut up."

"How about a pool game?" suggested Alec, getting tired of being ignored. "Me and Logan against you, Max, and you, Jess."

"What about the prize?" asked Sketchy.

"A wish. If we win, you, ladies fulfill our wish, if you win, Logan and I will fulfill your wish." Alec knew what he wanted.

"Be careful with what you wish for", warned him Jessica and looked at Max.

"I'm a lousy pool player, Jess", whispered Max.

"Me too, but I have a surprise for them", said Jessica and shook her right hand. Her bracelet tingled silently.

"Cool bracelet, Jess. Where did you get it?" asked Cindy, who liked the pretty thing.

"I can give it to you, but later." answered Jess and whispered to Max: "It has only one charge left, after that it's a piece of jewelry."

Max grinned and said: "We're in."

2 hours later the pool game was almost over. The score was even and there were four balls left on the table.

"Max, your shot", said Alec and let Max make her shot. "Oh, you've missed, how sad", moaned Alec.

"Jess, now you." Logan watched the girl shoot. "Oh, you've missed too. Looks like we're winning. Alec, start thinking about your wish."

Alec came up to Jessica, who didn't look too much upset by the missed shots, and whispered in her ear. "You didn't finish your dance. I want it finished." Jessica looked into his clear green eyes and whispered. "The night is young." And then loudly. "Logan, your turn."

Few seconds later: "Oh, I can't believe it, and you've missed!" Logan looked at Alec: "Help me, man, you're my only hope."

Alec looked at Jessica, who was toying with her bracelet, then at the last ball, aimed and made the shot.

OOPS!!!

Suddenly it became pitch dark in the bar. This time the transgenic ability to see in the dark had failed Alec and the ball didn't go where it was supposed to go. Moreover, a slight tilt of the table changed the trajectory of the ball's movement.

"Jessica…" whispered Logan.

"Who won?" cried out Cindy, Sketchy and Normal.

"Why are you smiling?" asked Alec looking at two sisters, who had cunning smiles on their faces.

Having performed the duty of taxi driver and taken Max and Cindy home, Jessica went to her Skytower. Although it was pretty late, she didn't want to sleep and decided to look at Lydecker's package. She entered the living room, switched on the reading lamp, made herself comfortable on the couch, and opened the package. It turned out to be a box and a letter attached to it.

She read the letter.

"Dear Jessica,

I've chased X5-542, or Max, as you, kids, had named her and the rest of the escaped X5s for ten years. But certain events in my life made me realize how wrong I had been. I know you've been sent to protect Max and I want to help you. She is in Seattle. Her last name is Guevara; she works at Jam Pony X-Press, a bicycle courier company. She also helps Logan Cale, a cyberjournalist who runs broadcasts of 'Eyes Only', in exchange for information about Manticore and her other brothers and sisters.

('Thanks, Deck', thought Jessica, reading that part, 'I figured that myself')  

When you were in Paris, new people came to Manticore. The new director, Elizabeth Renfro, had her plans concerning the project "Manticore". I knew I had to have some back-up plan and did this: I copied the Manticore database. You're probably holding in your hands the hard disk with information. This database contains every single piece of information even remotely connected with the project. I hope you'll use the information wisely and will fulfil your destiny,

Donald Lydecker."

"What destiny?" wondered Jessica and yawned. "Eh, I'll think about that tomorrow." She fell asleep.

TBC.

A/N Seriously, how many people read my story? Please, review.