Disclaimer: It's exactly what it sounds like. It states that I don't own
Dark Angel, and, as most disclaimers say, I sure as hell wish I did. I
think now it's property of stoopid people at Fox who don't realise what
they're missing. James Cameron pitched a third season to them and they
rejected him!!! Dumbasses! Heeheehee anyhoo Dark Angel isn't mine. Nor is
Paul McCartney. Y'know, the beatle? . . . . . The singer? . . . . . From
the band who sings about peace? . . . . . Never mind!
A/N~ Thankyou to Kimmi (you should like my story now, Pickle cos you're in it), Mel, agmgdafan, Beth and Alix for the reviews. They are VERY. MUCHLY. GREATLY. Appreciated.
Thick N Thin
Summary~ ROAD TRIP!
6am, western standard time
"You tampon-users got everything?" Scott asked as Lexy and Jondy made their second trip down from the apartment, carrying bags full of what the girls believed to be 'necessities'.
"Almost. . . And ew!" Lexy said, cringing at what he'd said.
"I dunno, I thought he was trying to make an attempt at a joke." Jondy teased lightly, smiling as she lifted her small toiletries bag into the trunk of Scott's car with a soft smile. Scott couldn't help but smile as he noticed that when she smiled, her crystal blue eyes smiled too, lighting up her whole face. As they climbed into the backseat of Scott's 2001 metallic blue Subaru convertible, he closed the door proudly and then walked to the drivers side, adjusting the mirrors carefully as they shuffled around trying to get comfortable in the back.
"So did the newlyweds get off okay?" Scott asked as he started up the engine and pressed the button so that the roof moved over.
"Oh yeah. Couldn't stop giggling at each other and making kissy-faces. Tell ya, I needed a toilet to throw up in!" Lexy said convincingly.
Jondy gave her a weird look. "Sometimes you seem to prove that you have the immaturity level of the average eleven-year-old. But of course you don't mind if it's you and your current boy-toy with the kissy-faces, do you?" She grinned at Lexy who had thrown a small cushion at Jondy.
"Course not! Why would I?" Lexy grinned and reached for her cushion. She had brought it in the car in case she felt like going to sleep at any time during the drive.
"You guys want any?" Scott asked, reaching behind him but not taking his eyes off the road as he handed them an opened packet of Maltesers.
"Oh My God! Maltesers! Where did you get these?" Lexy yelled, immediately grabbing a handful.
"Black market." Scott joked. "Nah, they've reopened a couple of old chocolate factories. I got hold of some newly produced packets, through gruelling work, and my, uh, connections." He added as an afterthought.
"You know someone who works in the factory, dontcha?" Jondy asked smiling, seeing right through him.
Scott chuckled and hid his head.
***** A couple of hours later, the sun now high in the sky, Lexy was gently snoozing, laid out on the length of the backseat and Jondy had moved into the front seat, not feeling at all tired after the four hours sleep she'd gotten last night, which was easily enough for her for a couple of days.
"Zoggsie?"
"Yeah?"
"You miss her much?"
"With all my heart." Jondy said truthfully. "We were once so close we could tell what the other was thinking. I remember, during one game of escape and evade, she was thinking 'don't look up, don't look up, don't look up.' She was always the last one found, and those found before you have to be 'it' as well, and then the last person to be found has to run to the checkpoint once they're found, unless it takes longer than the time limit to find them. I was standing there and it was like I heard her thoughts, so I looked up, and she was there. It was an incredible feeling, knowing what she was thinking. We didn't really have much to tell to each other, all of us, but what there was to tell, how we felt during a drill, how we felt about certain foods, Maxie and I told each other everything. After the others had gone to bed of course. God I miss her." She added quietly, turning to stare out the window.
"Wow. It must have been amazing. When Lex and I were kids, at school, we used to trick the other kids into believing that we could read each other's minds. Although when we were kids, we hated each other so, we actually couldn't." He chuckled. "The first time I remember feeling how Lex felt was probably the saddest. We were 13, it was just after our favourite nanny had died and no one else knew how we felt. Our parents never seemed to take any notice of us and she seemed to be the only one who really cared about us. We grew closer through her death, began to have similar feelings as the other. But the first time I felt her thought, felt Lex in my head was when. . . she was" His voice cracked and he looked away from the road for a second, into Jondy's eyes. "She was. . . "
"Being raped." Jondy finished sadly.
He nodded, swallowing. "It was so hard for her to deal with. But having me there helped her, I think. That made us even closer."
"What would we do without our family? I know that we don't always see them physically, but whenever I feel sad or lonely, I feel like Maxie's with me. Or if I need a hug, after a bad dream, I envision Tinga on the end of my bed. If I acted particularly rebellious one day, Zack appears to discipline me, or Syl helps me choose what to wear when I'm going out somewhere." She turned to see Scott staring at her.
"I know it's weird." She covered.
"No, it's not. I think it's wonderful, how you can feel so close to them, knowing they're so far away." He confessed.
They sat in a comfortable silence for a few moments before Jondy spoke up. "You need a new name."
"What? Like Zoggs?" He kidded.
"No. Like . . . . . Scooter!" She finally chose with an exclamation.
"You're kidding? Scooter?" He asked patronisingly.
"What's wrong with Scooter?" Jondy asked, pretending to be hurt. "It suits you!" She yelled happily, grinning from ear to ear as she remembered how fun it had been for her siblings to name each other at Manticore. They had decided to give each other names after they had heard one of the guards talking to another, called 'Gary'. Jondy laughed, thinking of all the fun they'd had, inventing names.
"Now that's better." Scott said smiling.
"What is, Scooter?" Jondy asked smiling, turning in her seat to him.
"That noise you just made. Laughter. REAL laughter. It's a sound I haven't heard out of your mouth for a while, not since I told that hilarious leprechaun joke."
"When are you going to realise, my dear Scooter, I was laughing AT you for that horrendously lame piece of crap!" Jondy finished, nodding her head for exclamation.
"Whatever. But it's a great sound out of your mouth. It makes you seem like a child."
"Are we there yet?" Lexy asked from the backseat.
Scott snorted. Her timing couldn't have been more perfect. "Not yet, sweetheart." He joked.
Jondy giggled.
"I don't get it." Lexy asked confused.
Jondy turned to smile at her. "Just one of those things you have to be awake for."
"All right! Surf and turf! Let's eat, kids!" Scott said, pulling over at a roadside diner.
"You read my mind, Scooter." Jondy said clambering out after Scott.
"I don't get it."
***** Jondy drove silently, switching on the radio quietly so as not to wake the two sleeping angels in the backseat. Or, sleeping monsters, whatever way you thought of it. She hummed along to an old Beatles song. Even Jondy knew who the Beatles were, and after the death of Paul McCartney last year, they had become even more famous, had it been possible. It was well into the night, Jondy's favourite part of the day. The trio had spent most of their day in the car, playing fun car games and occasionally stopping for a leg stretch or a quick run around. Jondy remembered what Max had looked like from the news broadcasts. Damn, was she pretty. Long brown hair, piercing brown eyes, and a gorgeous face. Long, slim figure and an air about her that just screamed 'Don't mess with me unless you want your ass kicked.' It was practically the Max she remembered, apart from the obvious attitude and confidence. 'But,' she thought, 'Max always was pretty confident. Disobeying Zack, doing her own thing, playing her own game. Standing up to him, although of course she always gave in, in the end. Doesn't look like she'd give in much, these days. Leading a whole city of soldiers, fighting capture by the whole city of Seattle. Busy work for a girl of 21.' Jondy settled into the seat, feeling safe with the picture of Max tucked safely in her mind with thoughts of love and anxiety as she wished to see her sister, hug the one she had thought about more than anything else in the world over the last 12 years, even food.
A/N~ Thankyou to Kimmi (you should like my story now, Pickle cos you're in it), Mel, agmgdafan, Beth and Alix for the reviews. They are VERY. MUCHLY. GREATLY. Appreciated.
Thick N Thin
Summary~ ROAD TRIP!
6am, western standard time
"You tampon-users got everything?" Scott asked as Lexy and Jondy made their second trip down from the apartment, carrying bags full of what the girls believed to be 'necessities'.
"Almost. . . And ew!" Lexy said, cringing at what he'd said.
"I dunno, I thought he was trying to make an attempt at a joke." Jondy teased lightly, smiling as she lifted her small toiletries bag into the trunk of Scott's car with a soft smile. Scott couldn't help but smile as he noticed that when she smiled, her crystal blue eyes smiled too, lighting up her whole face. As they climbed into the backseat of Scott's 2001 metallic blue Subaru convertible, he closed the door proudly and then walked to the drivers side, adjusting the mirrors carefully as they shuffled around trying to get comfortable in the back.
"So did the newlyweds get off okay?" Scott asked as he started up the engine and pressed the button so that the roof moved over.
"Oh yeah. Couldn't stop giggling at each other and making kissy-faces. Tell ya, I needed a toilet to throw up in!" Lexy said convincingly.
Jondy gave her a weird look. "Sometimes you seem to prove that you have the immaturity level of the average eleven-year-old. But of course you don't mind if it's you and your current boy-toy with the kissy-faces, do you?" She grinned at Lexy who had thrown a small cushion at Jondy.
"Course not! Why would I?" Lexy grinned and reached for her cushion. She had brought it in the car in case she felt like going to sleep at any time during the drive.
"You guys want any?" Scott asked, reaching behind him but not taking his eyes off the road as he handed them an opened packet of Maltesers.
"Oh My God! Maltesers! Where did you get these?" Lexy yelled, immediately grabbing a handful.
"Black market." Scott joked. "Nah, they've reopened a couple of old chocolate factories. I got hold of some newly produced packets, through gruelling work, and my, uh, connections." He added as an afterthought.
"You know someone who works in the factory, dontcha?" Jondy asked smiling, seeing right through him.
Scott chuckled and hid his head.
***** A couple of hours later, the sun now high in the sky, Lexy was gently snoozing, laid out on the length of the backseat and Jondy had moved into the front seat, not feeling at all tired after the four hours sleep she'd gotten last night, which was easily enough for her for a couple of days.
"Zoggsie?"
"Yeah?"
"You miss her much?"
"With all my heart." Jondy said truthfully. "We were once so close we could tell what the other was thinking. I remember, during one game of escape and evade, she was thinking 'don't look up, don't look up, don't look up.' She was always the last one found, and those found before you have to be 'it' as well, and then the last person to be found has to run to the checkpoint once they're found, unless it takes longer than the time limit to find them. I was standing there and it was like I heard her thoughts, so I looked up, and she was there. It was an incredible feeling, knowing what she was thinking. We didn't really have much to tell to each other, all of us, but what there was to tell, how we felt during a drill, how we felt about certain foods, Maxie and I told each other everything. After the others had gone to bed of course. God I miss her." She added quietly, turning to stare out the window.
"Wow. It must have been amazing. When Lex and I were kids, at school, we used to trick the other kids into believing that we could read each other's minds. Although when we were kids, we hated each other so, we actually couldn't." He chuckled. "The first time I remember feeling how Lex felt was probably the saddest. We were 13, it was just after our favourite nanny had died and no one else knew how we felt. Our parents never seemed to take any notice of us and she seemed to be the only one who really cared about us. We grew closer through her death, began to have similar feelings as the other. But the first time I felt her thought, felt Lex in my head was when. . . she was" His voice cracked and he looked away from the road for a second, into Jondy's eyes. "She was. . . "
"Being raped." Jondy finished sadly.
He nodded, swallowing. "It was so hard for her to deal with. But having me there helped her, I think. That made us even closer."
"What would we do without our family? I know that we don't always see them physically, but whenever I feel sad or lonely, I feel like Maxie's with me. Or if I need a hug, after a bad dream, I envision Tinga on the end of my bed. If I acted particularly rebellious one day, Zack appears to discipline me, or Syl helps me choose what to wear when I'm going out somewhere." She turned to see Scott staring at her.
"I know it's weird." She covered.
"No, it's not. I think it's wonderful, how you can feel so close to them, knowing they're so far away." He confessed.
They sat in a comfortable silence for a few moments before Jondy spoke up. "You need a new name."
"What? Like Zoggs?" He kidded.
"No. Like . . . . . Scooter!" She finally chose with an exclamation.
"You're kidding? Scooter?" He asked patronisingly.
"What's wrong with Scooter?" Jondy asked, pretending to be hurt. "It suits you!" She yelled happily, grinning from ear to ear as she remembered how fun it had been for her siblings to name each other at Manticore. They had decided to give each other names after they had heard one of the guards talking to another, called 'Gary'. Jondy laughed, thinking of all the fun they'd had, inventing names.
"Now that's better." Scott said smiling.
"What is, Scooter?" Jondy asked smiling, turning in her seat to him.
"That noise you just made. Laughter. REAL laughter. It's a sound I haven't heard out of your mouth for a while, not since I told that hilarious leprechaun joke."
"When are you going to realise, my dear Scooter, I was laughing AT you for that horrendously lame piece of crap!" Jondy finished, nodding her head for exclamation.
"Whatever. But it's a great sound out of your mouth. It makes you seem like a child."
"Are we there yet?" Lexy asked from the backseat.
Scott snorted. Her timing couldn't have been more perfect. "Not yet, sweetheart." He joked.
Jondy giggled.
"I don't get it." Lexy asked confused.
Jondy turned to smile at her. "Just one of those things you have to be awake for."
"All right! Surf and turf! Let's eat, kids!" Scott said, pulling over at a roadside diner.
"You read my mind, Scooter." Jondy said clambering out after Scott.
"I don't get it."
***** Jondy drove silently, switching on the radio quietly so as not to wake the two sleeping angels in the backseat. Or, sleeping monsters, whatever way you thought of it. She hummed along to an old Beatles song. Even Jondy knew who the Beatles were, and after the death of Paul McCartney last year, they had become even more famous, had it been possible. It was well into the night, Jondy's favourite part of the day. The trio had spent most of their day in the car, playing fun car games and occasionally stopping for a leg stretch or a quick run around. Jondy remembered what Max had looked like from the news broadcasts. Damn, was she pretty. Long brown hair, piercing brown eyes, and a gorgeous face. Long, slim figure and an air about her that just screamed 'Don't mess with me unless you want your ass kicked.' It was practically the Max she remembered, apart from the obvious attitude and confidence. 'But,' she thought, 'Max always was pretty confident. Disobeying Zack, doing her own thing, playing her own game. Standing up to him, although of course she always gave in, in the end. Doesn't look like she'd give in much, these days. Leading a whole city of soldiers, fighting capture by the whole city of Seattle. Busy work for a girl of 21.' Jondy settled into the seat, feeling safe with the picture of Max tucked safely in her mind with thoughts of love and anxiety as she wished to see her sister, hug the one she had thought about more than anything else in the world over the last 12 years, even food.
