Title: Can You Hit Yo Sista Back?
Author: Lakeia/ jess843
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Max/Alec Michelle/Alec
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
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.
Lyrics by Shakira: Objection (Tango) Loved the video!!!
Where is everybody? I've been checking and not that many people have updated their fanfiction, me included until now. Please forgive the errors.
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Chapter Three
Michelle walked into the luxurious apartment that she rented out for the duration of her stay in Seattle. She hung her small leather jacket on the coat rack as she walked into the living room.
"Vince, I'm home?" She announced searching the apartment. "Vince you in here?" She called popping her head into the kitchen doorframe to see him cooking another one of his concoctions.
"Hey." She smiled as she walked inside, but her smile was slowly fading as she saw the meal she would soon have to eat.
"What the hell is that?" Michelle frowned gazing down at the tofu and vegetable platter.
"That my dear is your dinner." Vince answered. His voice drawling with his Italian accent.
Michelle groaned. " Vince." She whinned. " You can't keep feeding me these things; I'm not a rabbit." She argued as she went to the cabinet to grab a glass. She proceeded to the fridge where she poured herself some orange juice.
"Michelle." Vince started. "Desperate times call for desperate measure. The climate here can very hard on the skin. And as your fashion advisor and hair stylist I must do what I must. He declared.
Michelle rolled her eyes. He did this every time they had a session away for California, why? She had not idea but what did she know about makeup.
"I mean the dirt and smog alone here are enough the clog the pores." He complained with a hint of disgust.
Michelle laughed. "Vince, it's not that serious. Take a Valium or something." She suggested placing her glass in the sink. " You need to relax, you know."
She walked over to him placing her hands on his shoulders. "Just breath." She instructed as he inhaled and exhaled, steady breaths.
"Besides, you gonna have more speeches to give when Nick and Megan get here." She informed patting him on the shoulder.
Vince smiled. "My girls are coming down?" He asked excitingly.
Michelle nodded as she hopped onto the kitchen counter. "Yep." She answered. "So don't you think that it would be more houspitable if, you feed us nice juicy, double cheeseburgers loaded with the works?" Michelle asked dreamily as her mouth began to water.
"Over my dead body." He answered, which immediately made Michelle's face fall.
"You know that could be arranged." She smiled sweetly.
Vince shoot Michelle a warning glare, which made her immediately, back down. "Fine, fine." She said putting her hands up in surrender. "Ex- Manticore assination: zero, 42- year old, gay hair stylist: one." She totaled in mock shame.
Vince had been with Michelle as long as Megan and Nicole. He was like a father figure for the girls. He kept them in line, and he knew his bounds, when to stick his nose in and out of their business. He was like the Bosley to their 'Charlie's Angels.'
Michelle hopped off the counter. "Well call me when the 'Veg Feast, begins." She said unestiucatlly as she walked out into the living room slouching down on the comfy couch. She sighed, running her hands through her long, brown hair.
*I can't believe I finally got to meet her. * Michelle thought in awe as she remembered her encounter with her older sister. She had only been in town for three days and she seriously doubted that she would've had the nerve to confront her so soon.
Vince walked into the living room stopping at the sight of Michelle who at the moment seem to be deep in thought.
"Penny for your thoughts." Vince piped startling Michelle. "Hey Vince didn't hear you." She smiled. "Is it chow time?" She asked.
Vince walked over to her before sitting down. He placed her hands in his own. " Sweetie, what's the matter?" He asked, concerned.
"What would make you say that?" She asked looking up at him.
"Because I know when something is bothering you. So tell Uncle Vince what wrong." He demanded.
Michelle sighed; he could already read her like a book. "Suppose I told you I had a sister?" She asked curiously.
Vince thought for a moment before speaking. "Well first I would asked who is she, and how come I've never heard about her." He stated.
Michelle took a deep breath. "See, that's the thing, I just meet her tonight." She confessed. " I knew she existed but I never meet her until now."
Vince nodded. "Was this the reason you were so anxitious for this job?" He asked curiously.
Michelle nodded before rising from her seat as she began to pace in front of him. " Her name is Max, and she's been very nice and understanding so far." She paused.
Vince looked at Michelle closely. "But what?" He asked.
Michelle looked over at him, a confused look on her face as if at a lost. "She seems so... sad." She breathed. "I mean I'm not an expert on the human behavior, considering that parts of me aren't human, but I got this feeling in the little amount of time that I was with her that her life's been... tough." She confessed.
"Well, haven't all of your lives been tough, living in that god- awful, Manticore place?" He cringed at the thought.
"Yeah, but that's the thing. She's been out her whole life. She escaped back in 09." Michelle answered. "But then she was captured, and I know she went through re-indocunation..." She sighed once more shaking her head. "I don't know, maybe I'm just reading too much into it." She assumed.
"Maybe you are." Vince agreed. I mean you just meet the girl, you can't assume that she's troubled until you see some proof of it." He said as she made her way back to her seat. She smiled up at Vince before embracing him in a hug. "Thanks for the talk." She whispered kissing his cheek. "Where would I be with out you?" She asked staring up at him.
"Eating fried food, and oiling up that beautiful skin of yours." He answered. Michelle laughed. "True." She stated. Vince patted her on the back as they let each other go. "So tell me more about this sister of yours?" Vince requested. Michelle was about to continue but was interrupted by the sound of a knock on the door.
"Listen, you get the door and I'll check on the food." Vince suggested as he got off the couch heading towards the kitchen.
Michelle nodded before getting up to answer the door. "Ladies!" She squealed as she enveloped Megan and Nicole into a group hug.
"Hey girl." Nicole greeted as they carried their luggage into the apartment. Michelle helped with the heavy cases.
" I thought I told ya'll to call me, when you got in?" Michelle commented as they settled in the living room.
"Well, Nicky thought that since we were already here, we might as well not waste the batteries in her cell phone." Megan answered nodding in her direction. Nicky rolled her eyes.
Megan was African- American. She had long, silky, black hair that curved with her face forming a bob. She was a beautiful, young lady, only 22 with mocha skin, hazel eyes, and a full feature.
"Megan don't even start with me." Nicky warned. "Besides by the time I would have gotten on the phone with you, we would've already been at the curb, the way Megan fool behind been drivin'." She informed Michelle.
Nicole was a light- skinned woman, who was also 22 years old. She had pink hair, which set off her skin tone perfectly. (Think Charli Baltimore from Murder Inc.) Beautiful brown eyes, and luscious lips.
" Whatever." Megan rolled her eyes. " So where's our 'Suga Daddy?" She asked looking around the room.
"He's in the kitchen." Michelle answered. She plastered a smile. "Cooking one of his o' so famous meals."
Nicole face turned to horror. "Not that vegetarian crap?!" She frowned.
Michelle nodded. "All the salad you can eat." She grinned.
Megan groaned. "I told you we should have stopped at Jerry's Chicken before we got here." She argued throwing a pillow at Nicole, which hit her lightly in the chest.
Nicole shot her a look. "How was I suppose to know about the Rabbit feast." She shot back before throwing the pillow back at Megan.
Megan caught it, giving her a 'duh' look. "This is Vince we're talking about." She frowned. " You know he's the 'King of Green'." She argued throwing the pillow back to her.
Nicole made a thoughtful face. "Yeah, you're right." She laughed throwing the pillow back at her.
"Ladies." Michelle piped getting both their attention. " Don't you think you guys are acting a little immature?" She asked.
Megan and Nicole exchanged a glance before simtantiously throwing pillows at Michelle. "Shut up!" They yelled in union before having an all out laugh.
"Are those my girls I hear?" Vince yelled from the kitchen.
"Yes, Suga Daddy." Nicky and Meg grinned, yelling back.
"Good." Vince commented as he looked at them from the kitchen doorway. " Dinner's ready." He announced, retreating back into the kitchen.
"Great." They lied. Each stood up from their seat as they walked to the kicthen.
Michelle put her arms around each of them as they walked side by side. "I'm glad you guys came." She spoke softly snuggling her head between the two.
"Did you meet her yet?" Nicky asked, a hand rested on the small of Michelle's back.
"Yeah." Michelle nodded.
"So what's she like?" Megan asked from the other side of her.
"So far she's cool." Michelle answered. "I tell you later." She promised inhaling sharply. "But right now lets get this bitch over with." She commented bumping her hips into Megan whom immediately bumped her back which caused her to bump into Nicole who retaliated. It was bumping all around as they arrived in the kitchen to eat their meatless dinner.
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"So tell us, what's your newfound sister's like?" Megan asked, lying on her stomach, on Michelle bed while she flipped through a fashion magazine.
"How would I know I just meet her?" Mick said applying her facial mask.
Nicky flopped on the bed taking the magazine for Meg. "You know what she means? She accused. " What was it like meeting her?" She asked.
Mick sighed. "It was strange." She answered turning from the mirror to look at her friends. "I mean in a way I know I'm more like her clone than her twin. But one look at her and I knew we were nothing a like." She frowned. " Do you guys think, that's why I act the way I do?" She asked turning around to face her friends.
Megan scoffed. "Oh course not!" She countered.
"I mean come on; you're your own person." Nicky added. "You act the way you do because it's just you." She argued.
Michelle reluently nodded. *They're right, I'm not her. * She thought.
"So when do we get to meet her?" Megan asked.
"Actually." She smiled. "I kinda invited us to hang out with her and her friends tomorrow night." Michelle answered.
"No, you mean tonight." Nicky corrected looking over at the clock it was 1 in the morning. "Which means it's time to get ready." She announced getting off of the bed, Megan soon following.
Michelle nodded. "Where did Vince hook us up at this time?" She asked as she stood up.
"Some dance club in sector 9." Nicky answered, smiling. "You need work out some of this tension and since Yoga is out of the question for at least..." She checked her watch. "Eight hours, this is as good as its going to get." She declared.
Michelle walked into the bathroom to clean off her face before getting ready.
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Michelle pressed her body firmly against her dance partner. Her arms wrapped tightly around his around neck. She had been dancing now for 2 to 3 hours with a gorgeous Latin lover named Enrique.
Enrique ran his hands down Michelle's body passing her hot pants, stopping at her thigh. He gripped it firmly wrapping it around him his waist as they grinded to the music.
*Nicky was right. * Michelle though as Enrique dipped her before spinning her around the room. *Dancing was relaxing, but she knew this since she'd been doing it for the past months.
The dance ended as the music began to fade. Michelle laughed as Enrique applauded, kissing her on. "Magnificent, magnificent." He chanted, praising her.
"Thanks for the dance." Michelle said as she made her way to the bar. Nicky and Megan were already there ordering their dance.
Megan was the first to turn and face her. "Oh." She grinned. "I saw you gettin' down out there you were good." She smiled leaning up against the counter.
"So were you." She commented taking a sit in one of the unoccupied chairs. "I saw you over there with that guy." She said nodding in the direction of a hunky, Latin man with gorgeous eyes.
"Yeah, yeah." Megan confirmed nodding her head, ginning ear to ear. "You know I got it like that." Stroking her ego.
"Please." Nicky scoffed. "He is not all that." She declared. Megan shot her a look. "That over there is what you call a man." She smiles pointing to the entrance. Michelle and Megan turn their attention to the door as two men walked inside. *One was a ratty lookin' thang with an over eager smile on his face, while the other...*Michelle frowned.
"Nick, you talkin' about the one with the blonde hair right?" Megan asked. "Because if you talkin' about the one next to him, we need to talk." She argued.
Nicky shot her a duh look. "I course I'm talking about the blonde." She answered. "He is fine!" She declared with a mischievous smile. She looked over. "What do you think Mick?" She asked Michelle.
Michelle didn't hear her friends as she took in the site of the man. *There's something so...familiar about him. * She thought.
"Michelle?"
Michelle came out of her trance to found her two friends staring at her. She shook her head. "What?" She asked.
"I asked you what you thought about hotboy over there?" Nicky repeated before sipping from her margarita glass.
Michelle shrugged. "He's definitely a hottie." She concluded. "But pretty boys like that only think of one thing, themselves." She stated. "I mean come on guys we know the routine. We've been around dozens of male models and they all act like their God's gift to women." She reminded.
"That's true." Megan said taking a sip of her drink. "But were not talking, male model." She smiled wickedly. "We're talkin' alpha male." She said looking up at Nicky nodded, the same smile on her.
Michelle shook her had. *Her friends. * She thought in pity. "Well, play on ladies." She encouraged grabbing her bottle of water off the counter. "I'll be dancing with Enrique if you need me. Though I doubt you will." She said walking away.
Megan took one last sip of her drink before sitting it down on the bar behind her. "I'm gonna go back to Chad." She said absently, waving at him for across the room. "Because unlike some people." She commented glancing over at Nicky. "I got a date." She laughed walking away.
"Ha, ha, ha. Very funny." Nicky said sarcastically at Megan's retreating form. She rolled her eyes before setting her sights back on the gorgeous man who had just took a sit at an empty table with his friend. Nicky took one last drink before composing herself. She straightened her leather mini skirt before taking a deep breath. She began to walk over.
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"Sketch, I never thought I'd hear myself say this but we have to go." Alec said. He watched as all the beautiful, scantily clad women pasted, giving him a seductive smile, which he returned.
Sketchy frowned. "What are you talking about, Man.?" He asked, his mind numb from all the ladies he could pick up in this joint. "We just got here." He argued.
"I know Man, but we have to work tomorrow and it's already 3 in the morning." He informed checking his watch.
Sketchy shoot him a 'are you crazy' look. "Dude, we can call in sick. You are Normal's Golden Boy. He'll get over it."
Alec rolled his eyes. If he didn't show up for work tomorrow Normal would be short handed, which would cause the others to take on more packages which meant Max would be pissed and bitchin' at him to no end.
" Besides." Sketchy continued, his gaze pasting Alec. "I think there's a hot young thang who wants to talk to you." He nodded behind him.
Alec looked behind him and sure enough there was a very attractive women standing behind him. He looked at her from top to bottom. Taking in her pink long hair. Hazel eyes. Ample breast. Firm abs showing through her belly shirt and slender thighs and legs.
"We could stay for a little way." He grinned, glancing back at Sketchy who nodded.
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Michelle once again had her arms around Enrique's neck. The other hand in his own as the intro of tango filled the air. Enrique slowly dipped her as the music slowed down. Than abruptly both paired as if burned by fire. Michelle's eyes were narrowed. Her breath librated as she stared at Enrique. This was part of the dance that she loved. Acting out the music.
It's not her fault that she's so irresistible
Michelle shimmed her hips to rhythm of the music. Her eyes still on Enrique as he looked at her with predator's eyes
But all the damage she's caused isn't fixable
Every twenty seconds you repeat her name
Michelle ran her hands up her jaw line through her hair. He hips still swaying the music.
But when it comes to me you don't care
If I'm alive or dead
Michelle hair whipped around here and there as she listen to the music. Her body moving frantically
So objection I don't wanna be the exception
To get a bit of your attention
Michelle pointed to Enrique who stood in front of her a wicked smile on his face. *This is so much fun. * Michelle thought as she continued to follow the music.
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"Hi, I'm Nicole." She smiled holding out her hand.
"Alec." He said flashing his trademark smile shaking her hand. "My friend here was just leaving, why don't you have a seat." He suggested before nodding his head to Sketchy telling him to get lost. He knew the drill.
"I'm gonna go get a drink." Sketchy announced leaving the two alone.
Nicole took a seat at the table, across from him. "I don't mean to be forward but I saw you over here and thought you could you some female company." She said
Alec grinned. "Well, the more the merrier." He joked causing Nicole to laugh. (Do girls really buy this stuff?!)
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I love you for free and I'm not your mother
But you don't even bother
Objection I'm tired of this triangle
Got dizzy dancing tango
Enrique sashayed over to Michelle, wrapping his arms around her middle, which she allowed, as his warm breath hit the nap of her neck. She leaned back into him.
I'm falling apart in your hands again
No way I've got to get away
Michelle pulled away. Running her hands up and down her body, teasing him. She nor him did not notice the crowd that had formed around their little show.
Next to her cheap silicon I look minimal
Michelle shimmed her hips once more.
That's why in front of your eyes I'm invisible
But you gotta know small things also count
You better put your feet on the ground
And see what it's about
Objection I don't wanna be the exception
To get a bit of your attention
I love you for free and I'm not your mother
But you don't even bother
Objection I'm tired of this triangle
Got dizzy dancing tango
I'm falling apart in your hands again
No way I've got to get away
Michelle ran a hand against Enrique's chest as she circled him. Her eyes narrowed in a seductive stare stopped in front.
I wish there was a chance for you and me
I wish you couldn't find a place to be
Away from here
Michelle and Enrique began to circle one another, never letting their eyes stray. So close they could feel each other's breaths on the skin of their face.
This is pathetic and sardonic
It's sadistic and psychotic
Tango is not for three
Was never meant to be
But you can try it
Rehearse it
Or train like a horse
But don't you count on me
Don't you count on me boy
Enrique picked Michelle off her feet onto the bar where everything went crazy from there. Michelle shook all that Manticore gave her. Her wavy dark hair flying every which way as she let the rock take her over.
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Sketchy stopped at the bar to order his beer. "Yo, man can I get a cold one." He ordered the bartender who nodded his head. "Sure."
Sketchy turned his attention down a few stools where men and women where cheering, whistling and applauding. That when he saw her. A beautiful girl was on the bar, shimming her hips like you would not believe. Her hair was hiding her face but he knew she had to be a hottie by the way she moved. Plus, her black hot pants and tight ruffled top told him she had a body on her. He had to tell Alec. Grabbing his beer Sketchy made his way back to the table.
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"So how long have you been in Seattle?" Alec asked curiously. It was always important to ask one about herself it made them feel special. Even if he slept her tonight and never saw her again.
"A couple of hours actually." Nicole answered. "I'm here visiting a friend."
Alec nodded. He was about to ask her some more but was interrupted by Sketchy. "Dude, I just went to bar and there's this fine hottie shaking all her.... He trailed off noticing the look that he was receiving from Alec.
Alec shook his head laughed nervously. "Sketch, why would I want to watch some half dressed women dancing on the bar." He quickly covered narrowing his eyes.
Nicole narrowed her own eyes at the exchange before looking behind her. A smile began to form on her lips. She knew whom those hot pants belonged to. Putting two fingers in her mouth she let out a howling whistle gaining the attention of the men at the table.
They looked at her questionly but she quickly explained. "That's my friend." Nick informed. "The one 'm was visiting."
Sketchy smiled. " She's got skills." Sketchy commented before he caught the eye of a lady he would love to wake up to in the morning. "And I just found my future wife, excuse me." He said absently leaving the table.
Alec laughed turning his attention to the bar. His eyes narrowed. He could swear that there was something... familiar about her but he couldn't put his fingers on it. *I probably saw her in a scrap club or something. * He looked closely at the way her body moved. *No.* He concluded unconsciously shaking his head. He would have remembered those moves. But there was something about her.
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Objection I don't wanna be the exception To get a bit of your attention
I love you for free and I'm not your mother
And you don't even bother
Objection I'm tired of this triangle
Got dizzy dancing tango
I'm falling apart in your hands again
No way I've got to get away
Michelle finished off her dance as the music began to fade. Her body was glimmering with sweat as she took in a breath. Her hangs run up her face, pushing her hair out of her face. She had never gotten this worked up in a song before. Okay maybe once or twice but it depended on whom you were dancing with and Engruie was a wonderful dancer.
Smiling down at her adoring crowded, she accepted the help off the bar by Enriqueand another fellow dancer. Michelle was greeted with pats on the shoulder, kissing on the cheeks, applauds, and cheers.
"Hell yeah! " Megan exclaimed grabbing a hold of her friend. "You were great! She smiled. "Although I'm starting to think that you're hogging all the attention from the rest of us girls." She teased.
Michelle laughed as they made their way through the crowds. "Don't worry, that won't be happening again anytime soon, so feel free to get men's attention anyway you want." Michelle said but knowing Megan she had to clarify. "As long as it's legal in all 50 states." She added.
Megan narrowed her eyes but said nothing.
"So where's Miss Foxy?" Michelle asked referring to Nicole.
"Over there talkin' to hotboy.' Meg replied.
A devious smile spread crossed Michelle's face. "Why don't we go see how she's doing?" She suggested turning to face Megan.
"Oh, yeah." She nodded, the same smile on her face as they made their way to their table toe to toe.
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Megan was the first to appear before them, Michelle right behind her. Nicole seemed like she was in a really good conversation. She kinda felt bad that they were about to put salt in her game. Michelle took another look at the man. She knew him from somewhere; she just couldn't place where.
"I'm sorry are we interrupting something?" Megan piped in getting the attention of them both. When Alec turned to face them, he face drained of color. "He frowned. "Max what are you doing here?" He asked.
The moment he spoke she knew who he was, what he was. "494?" Michelle spoke receiving confused look from all three around her.
Nicole looked between the two waiting for either to speak. Neither did. "Did we miss something?" She asked.
To Be Continued...
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A/N: I know. It took me long enough right? I was trying to come up with a good way for Alec and Michelle to meet before they all got together at Crash for the group thing. Max will be in the next chapter for anyone who was upset about her not being in this one. I have an outline for this story but nothing SOLID. And with school starting next week I'm trying to write as much as possible since I'll be going to stay with my cousins. She has a computer so I'm sure it won't be a problem uploading more chapters. Any way suggestions are always welcome and you thoughts on whether I should stop or continue. REVIEW!!! PLEASE, IT REALLY MOTIVATES ME ALOT!! (Holla!!)
