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*Between Love and Hate*
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Spoilers: This is the fifth story in my series – if you haven't read any of my work before, you'd be best off going back to read and understand. The first story was Shattered Trusts and Whispered Confessions. The second is Remembering to Forget, the third is Events That Lead To Greatness. The most recent is the fourth story called the Longest Day (which was basically just a wrap up of some confusing things I had to sort out from previous works). 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: Ideas are mine based on the brilliant work of the Dark Angel team – so don't sue me! I wish I owned Alec, but I don't. So I have to settle for writing fiction about him.
Authors Note: Just a general shout out thanks to all the great readers who have been reviewing my work and totally keeping me motivated. If it weren't for you guys I wouldn't be writing this stuff. I am trying out a new style of writing in this one; let me know what you guys think.
Have fun and remember to review!
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CHAPTER TWO:
Flashback:
Seattle; Terminal City; January 2nd 2023
Max hugged OC tearfully at the concealed TC gateway; unsure of the next time they would see each other. They parted and she gave Sketchy a big hug, moving onto awkwardly pat Normal. The three humans looked down at Alec in his wheelchair, Original Cindy bending down to envelope him in a motherly embrace. He winced in pain as she squeezed him tightly.
"So, I guess this is it? Thanks for everything you guys, especially for everything yesterday. You're all always welcome in TC."
Max's voice wobbled as she spoke and Cindy paused before responding,
"You sure you ain't coming with us boos?"
Alec glanced over at Normal, who was standing stiffly at the hole used as an entrance/exit,
"We'd like to – but I think our covers have been blown."
Sketchy shook his head at them,
"Nah, I'll write a piece on how the five of us were taken hostage in a situation escalated by police stupidity and human bigotry. It will be front-page news. And I can pedal how great transgenics were during the whole siege."
"That wasn't what I meant Sketch..."
Alec gave him a pointed look and the three humans bid solemn goodbyes as they left the wasteland. He and Max looked up in shock as Normal stuck his head back in,
"Sketchy's going o write the article about the five of us, not three. Cindy will actually keep her loudmouth opinions to herself... And I wont tell anyone your secret. I'll make sure no on else at Jampony does either."
"Err... Thanks man."
"So I'll expect to see the two of you bright and early at work. Yes that does mean before lunchtime missy-miss! And you, my golden boy, you get better and come back when you're ready. Even if you just come in and help with filing. You take care of yourself Alec – okay?"
He retracted his head back out and Max and Alec looked at each other, both thinking the same thing,
*What the hell was that?*
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Seattle; Terminal City; July 2nd 2023
0900 hours
Max stretched languidly, her arms pushed towards the ceiling in a particularly feline manner. She yawned, shivering – she hated living in Terminal City sometimes. The main reason she stayed there at night was because the trek back to the apartment she and Alec had once shared seemed too long and tedious – that and it raised too many painful memories. Then there was also the danger of falling off her bike from the exhaustion, which had come to stay since that siege in Jampony.
Her eyes fell to the doorway where Alec stood, leaning casually looking oh so sexy with his arms crossed over his muscular chest. Smirking at her, he crossed the room, handing Max a coffee,
"Looks like I'm not the only one who's taken to sleeping in my office."
"Ah, so you admit it..."
"Well I'm not going back to my apartment here to sleep until that oversized glass free window gets fixed."
"Yeah... I guess our renovation skills are something to be desired."
"Our?"
"Fine mine. Sorry. But that was six months ago! Get off your lazy ass and fix it already!"
"I haven't got round to it – seeing as I only got out of my wheelchair a few weeks ago!"
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Flashback:
Seattle; Terminal City; April 1st 2023
Alec writhed frustrated in his wheelchair, watching as an X5 called Tobey bent over to examine him. She pushed against his leg roughly,
"Feel that?"
He shook his head dispiritedly, looking down into her iridescent blue eyes dejectedly.
"How about this?"
Again, Alec shook his head and she gave him a sympathetic look, sliding her hand slowly up his leg towards his groin,
"Can you feel this?"
He squeezed his eyes shut, barely able to shake his head. Something in him was stirring. Tobey pulled herself onto him, her hand resting on the highest part of his thigh, her breath hot on his face,
"What about now?"
She leaned in, kissing a trail along his jaw. Alec raised his hand to stop her, pulling her back so that green eyes were only inches from blue,
"I'm sorry Tobey, I cant. If it were the old me, I'd be pulling all the moves. But that's not me anymore. And even now, part of me wants to, but..."
"I get it – you still love her."
"What? Who?"
"Yeah Alec, nice try. The others warned me that your heart belonged to someone else. Guess I didn't want to believe them."
She eased of his lap, her chocolate brown tresses curled in corkscrews around her face. She batted thick, long eyelashes and pouted her lusciously glossy lips,
"Sorry Alec."
"No don't be. It's me – not you. Lets forget it – okay?"
"Yeah okay."
Tobey sank into the chair next to him, leaning over to examine him once again, a mildly successful attempt at pushing away thoughts of the past occurrence,
"How do you feel about going under the knife?"
"An operation? To do what?"
"Examine the tissue damage to your spine, which is taking longer than expected to heal."
"That's the reason I'm paralysed?"
"Since you're a transgenic, one with extensive restoration abilities, your paralysis is predicted to be a temporary situation."
Alec breathed a sigh of relief, nodding at the gorgeous transgenic who was the city's head doctor,
"So when will we do this?"
"How's two days time sound?"
"Uh... sure."
She smiled reassuringly at him and he returned it, letting her grasp his hand in a tender, comforting manner – neither noticing Max standing at the door, her face pinched together lightly in an effort not to cry out with jealousy.
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To be continued...
Author's Note:
Well thanks again for reviews for all my stories, keep them up. I am trying to update as much as possible, but I am so busy these days. However, reviewing might motivate me more (haha my lame attempt at being slyly subtle!)