Title: Can You Hit Yo Sista Back.

Author: Lakeia/ jess843

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: Max/Alec Michelle/Alec

Summary: What if Sam wasn't Max's only clone? She sexy, she parties, and she's Michelle, who has come to Seattle to spend sometime with her dear sister and have a little fun in the process.

[AU:] It's got some season two in it because Michelle's not going to stay there so... and she's Max's 3rd clone so her designation is 454. Sam hasn't come yet so it's before 'She Ain't Heavy.' It's before all the stuff with the transgenics got serious. So read and enjoy.

********

Chapter Two:

Max gapped up at her twin so shocked that she couldn't find the words to even speak.

"You know I've heard that when you leave your mouth open like that." She pointed. " Flies can fly in and out and you never even notice." She said matter- factly.

Max just now realize that her mouth was wide open as she looked up at the familiar face. She immediately closed it.

"Here." Michelle offered, reaching out her hand.

Max reluctantly took her hand never taking her eyes off of the Michelle as she rose to her feet, slightly rubbing the small of her back. Now that Max was eye to eye with her look- a- like she could think better. Her brain could process this whole thing.

"Who the hell are you ?" Max asked as Michelle smiled walking past her. She quietly observed the apartment while Max stared at her waiting for an answer.

"Nice place." Michelle commented before slouching down on the couch. Her long glossy, hair moving with her at every turn. "And I am Michelle." She introduced. "The third installation to the 452 saga."

Max let the information process for a minute. This girl was another clone creation from Manticore. Another one of her... her sisters. Max had seen the clone her back at Manticore but she didn't think that there were anymore, until now.

"So you got a TV?" Michelle asked out of the blue as she took her small leather bag off her shoulders placing it beside her on the couch.

Max walked further into the room, inhaling sharply. "So Michelle? What are you doing here?"

Michelle shrugged. " I was just in the neighborhood and thought I'd stop by and pay you a visit."

Max's brow. "Just in the neighborhood?" She asked suspuesionlly.

Michelle laughed at her, paranoid. "Look I'm not here to cramp your style, or turn on you, or any whatever. I got a gig down here and thought I'd find the girl who'd footsteps I've been walking behind for the last 20 odd years of my life is all."

Max carefully listened to the tone of her voice finding that there was not bitterness or even a ounce of hatred there what so ever.

"So um, how'd you find me?" Max asked sitting a little closer to this new found relative who had so abruptly come into her life.

Michelle let out an exasperated sigh. "Now that was not easy." She said jumping out of her seat; she walked around inspecting the place closer. "You are one hard chicka to find." She admitted. " I had to use basically all my Manticore training in observation, and hacking to find you."

Max nodded, never taking her eyes off of Michelle as she sat on the stool at the kicthen area. " I knew you were in Seattle." She nodded pushing some of her hair behind her ear. "I heard about your recapture." She spoke carefully.

Max briefly looked away at the mention of that horrible day when she had lost her brother.

"I was sorry to hear about your brother, Zack." She condoled. Max looked up at her surprised.

"Lydecker mention you guys' names a few times." She answered. Max nodded now understanding. Michelle made a thoughtfully face. "Well actually more than a few times." She pointed out shaking her head. It was kind of like he was obsessed." She smiled trying to lighten the mood.

Despite herself Max did smile, remembering all too well how much Deck 'loved' his children.

"Anyway I found some footage of a hoverdrone, involving one of your evades from deck, and even though you always eluded the camera by turning your back. I saw the company logo on your backpack."

Max didn't need to hear the rest because she already knew. Michelle hacked into the Manticore computer in search of the company's name. When she found it she mesmerized the address, and the footage somehow disappeared. And when she went out on her mission, she broke into Jam Pony and found the address and when Manticore went down she...

"Decided to pay the person responsible for setting us free a visit." She smiled. "Which just happens to be my twin sister." She said with proud.

Max looked at her curiously, kinda unnerved. The girl didn't look as if she carried any baggage from being a slave to Manticore her whole life. She seems if she didn't have a care in the world. Only being happy. And she smiled alot.

Michelle walked back over to the couch, sitting back down. Awkward silenced claimed the room. Max looked antsy as she sat there with a complete stranger and yet a blood relative in her house who seem to want to be bond or whatever. What was she suppose to do? Yeah, she has sister, she has relatives, her unit that escaped with her but this was different. This girl had her face, her body. Max glanced down at her. No not her body. Michelle was a little thicker than she was. She had more hips and a bigger butt. But other than that they looked identical.

Michelle silently drummed on the pillow she was holding at she waited for Max to say something. After a couple of minutes she couldn't take the silence any longer.

"So, um, what do you do here in Seattle?" She asked trying to spark up a conversation.

Max cleared her throat. " Well, you already know I work at Jam Pony. I'm bike messenger." Michelle nodded. " I sometimes help out when other transgenics that get into trouble. I hang out with my friends at this bar downtown called 'Crash' after work. An idea popped into Max head and before she knew it. "Maybe you could come by sometime, hang." She saw Michelle's look of surprise, so she quickly added. "If you know, you're going be in town, if you want."

Michelle smiled. "That sounds great I'd love to." She shrugged." I got a job here anyway so I'm bond to say for a least two weeks. Got any friends?"

"Yeah, I got a small circle." Max conformed. "Well, my best friend is Original Cindy; she's been my rock through everything." She smiled.

"So she knows that you're a transgenic?" Michelle asked.

"Yeah." Max nodded. "I got into this nasty situation with these G.I. Joe wannabes." She shrugged. "They took her hostage in exchange for me and when I jumped through a 10 feet window with blood shooting out of my eyes, she kinda knew I wasn't just a regular girl."

"G.I. Joe wannabes?" She asked.

Max shook her head. "I don't even want to get into. Let's just say that I kicked their asses and leave it at that."

Michelle nodded.

"Anyway." Max continued. Even when O.C. found out who I really was, what I really was, she stuck by me. As far as I'm concerned she is my family." Max said sincerely.

Again Michelle nodded. She understood exactly where Max was coming from. When she was first assigned to her solo mission she was reluctant to make friends but two models weaseled their way into her heart and they've been friends every since. She felt bad about lying to them but she knew she couldn't tell them the truth about who she was until they saw her take down three bodybuilders in 10 seconds flat. What could she say? "I eat alot of spinach?"

Max filled her in on the rest of her friends, Sketchy. Even her hell bent boss, Normal. She didn't know Michelle enough to talk with her about Logan. Part of her was enjoying this having a sister around but she didn't feel like she had to let all of her business out that even if they were getting to know each other. And finally last but always a pain, she talked about Alec.

"So Alec's an X5 like us?" Michelle asked looking over to face Max who sat there beside her on the couch.

"Yeah." Max answered. " He's annoying as hell, and he only thinks of himself." She stated with little sympathy or compassion.

"Is he hot?" Michelle with a smile.

Max frowned. "I hadn't notice." She shrugged it off as if no big deal.

Michelle narrowed her eyes as she inspected Max's movement. "Come on Maxie it's a simple question." She countered placing out her right hand. "Hot guy." She nodded. She placed out her left. "Not so hot guy." She indicated. "Although I know the answer, I mean Manticore did make us, attractive." She said absently.

"Yes, Alec is... attractive if you like that sort of thing." Max admitted. "But his mouth out weights all of that. He's cocky, arrogant, he talks too much and he thinks with his little solider in stead of his brain."

Michelle thought about it. She laughed. "Sounds like my kinda of guy."

Max gave her a horrified look which only made her laugh harder. "We can not have the same genes." She argued.

"Would you chill out, I was just kidding." Michelle said as she jumped off of the couch. Just as she got up her cell phone began to ring.

"Go for Mick." She answered using her nickname. Max watched her as she paced the room.

[{So what, now you can't pick on a phone and call someone?}] Asked the voice on the other end.

Michelle grinned. " Well, I would have but it is kinda late, I though you guys be out gettin' your party on by now. "

[{Girl, please, I ain't even tryin' to hear that, cause you know we'd be worried about you, like you can't pick up a phone. }]

"Look I'm sorry I didn't call." Michelle apologized. " But I had some family stuff to do." She said looking at Max who thought she should at least offer her guest some coffee as she was so gracefully doing in the kitchen.

"Look Nicky, why you buggin'?" She asked her friend. "You tryin' to run me ragged, and I don't need that right now." She declared.

Nicky scoffed. [{Whatever.}] She replied. [{Look, Meg and me decided to take you up on your offer and come to Seattle.}]

"Really?" She smiled.

[{Yeah.}] Nicky replied. [{Truth be told Cali's not the same without our girl there.}] She confessed.

Michelle grinned. "And you know this." She confirmed.

Max sat back down in her seat as she watched Michelle pace in front of her still enjoying her conversation. *We are so different.* Max thought to herself. She looked up at the person who looked like her but didn't look like her at all. Yeah, sure they had the same face, but the lines were completely different. Max could tell that Michelle laughed alot, she looked so alive. So much fire, something Max felt like she was missing these days. Her not being able to touch Logan was the cause of her misery. Wanting to be with him and protect him at the same time. Hell just wanting to be able to touch his hand without the fear that he would drop dead was her biggest concern. *I mean how can this girl who's been out for what? A year at the most. Fit in so well and have that normal life that she always wanted without a second thought.* While she's been in the world most of her life and feels like she's still trying to fit in.

Michelle glanced at Max out the corner of her eye. She knew she was deep in thought by the look on her face but she choose to let it rest for now, well at least until she got off the phone.

"So how long will it take you guys to get here?" She asked bringing her attention back to the phone.

[{Hold on.}] Nicky said as she asked Megan who was driving. [{Meg says three hours if she goes past the speed limits.}] She laughed.

Michelle grinned. "You guys better be careful." She warned.

[{Look who's worrying now.}]

Michelle rolled her eyes. "Just hit me back when you get in Seattle."

[{Gotcha.}] Nicky replied. [{Hasta.}] She said before hanging up.

Michelle hung up her phone putting it back in her jacket pocket. She turned to face Max.

"Who was that?" Max asked as she placed the heated drink in her hands.

"Oh, thanks." Michelle replied taking a seat as did Max. "That was just my two crazy friends. They're driving out here tonight to keep me company." She answered.

"What are their names?"

"Nicole and Megan but we have nicknames for each other. I call Nicole, Nicky, Megan's name is Meg and I'm Mick."

Max smiled. *It was good that she had friends.* She thought. taking a sip of her coffee. "So how long have you known them? She asked

"About a year." She answered. "They're as close to me as Original Cindy is to you. I meet them when I was on assignment at Manticore. This guy, he was like a billionaire, he owned like half of Malibu. And he invested some of his money is Manticore, well actually alot. They wanted him under surveillance so they sent me.

"So you live in California?" Max asked

"Yeah." Michelle answered. "This guy he also owned businesses like modeling agencies and things so Manticore sent me in as a new model."

Max almost choked on her coffee. "Are you serious?" She asked with shock.

"What are saying, I don't look good enough to be a model?" She argued.

"No, no." Max clarified. "Manticore sent you in as model?" She asked. "Just doesn't seem their style.

"Well if the guy started snooping around about our business, my orders were to terminate him." She explained.

"Now that sounds like Manticore." Max commented.

Michelle laughed. "Yeah fortunately the guy was a total Dick, didn't catch on to a thing but I liked the modeling so much I stuck around after Manticore went down." She looked up at the clock on a near by wall. " I can't believe we've been talking for 4 hours. I should go." She said standing.

"No you don't have to." Max said quickly as she rose to her feet.

Michelle grinned." I've been here for four hours and already, you can't get enough of me." She joked.

Max sighed. Michelle was starting to remind her of another transgenic X5 she knew too well and she didn't like it. " I just want to talk to you some more, that's it." She assured. She was in not hurry to baby-sit another transgenic, even if it happened to be her twin sister.

Michelle shrugged. "No worries." She assured her. " I got that modeling gig here, like I said I'll be here for at least 2 weeks. And then I'm out of your hair." She said before heading to the door. Max followed escorting her out.

"Listen." Max started as Michelle turned to face her. " It's going to take me some time to get use to.... this." Pointing between the two. She inhaled. " I mean it's not every day that you come home and find your Manticore clone/twin breaking into your apartment." She confessed. "It's kind of un- nerving."

"Listen. I didn't expect for you to welcome me with open arms. It's just I wanted to meet you. Michelle stated truthfully. "I mean even if you don't like me or I'm probably creeping you out. You're apart of me." Michelle sighed. *This was more difficult than she had thought it would be.* " And I just wanted to finally meet you." Her voice a little above a whisper.

Max looked down processing the information, looking back up she said. "You're not creeping me out." She inhaled sharply. "Well at first you really were. At first." She assured her. "But now..." She smiled. It's kinda cool. She confided. .

Michelle smiled back. You know I could come back tomorrow, maybe take you out for breakfast. She suggested.

Max groaned. "I have to work tomorrow." She frowned.

Michelle nodded. "That's cool. Nicky and Megan will be here this afternoon and I have a photo shot then. We could meet up with you guys at that place, 'Crash' so you can introduce me to rest of your friends. Especially Original Cindy, and I can introduce you to mine."

Max nodded in agreement. " That works for me."

"Okay I'll see you then. Bye." And she was out the door. Max held the door open as she watched her sister's retreating form walk down the stairs. Closing the door, she shook her head as she walked in her room. Cutting off the living room lights. *Just when you think your life can't get any weirder, your clone shows up on your doorstep.* She thought before crawling into her bed. *Guess I'm gonna be late again for work.*

To be Continued...

*************

Author's note: You want more. Hit a Sista Back!!! Review!!!! You know you want to. (Holla!!!) Plus sorry for the mistakes.