AN: Check out Ch 4 and 5, cause Ive changed a bit of the story to make it
flow a bit better – so technically, you get three new chapters – YAY.
Please review, I really need help with this (
I appeared wearing a catsuit of Max's, my red hair very bright against my pale skin and black outfit. Max, Tinga, Syl and Jace were also wearing catsuits (horrible things they are). Zack, Krit, Zane and Alec were pouring over blue prints of the Manticore facility. Logan was in the kitchen. Rain stood in the doorway holding Evie's hand.
"Who's staying with us?" Evie asked in a pitiful voice. Everyone went quiet.
"Rain is staying with you, Princess," Logan walked out and stroked her hair. He looked sad. Max looked away, her eyes filling up with tears – she remembered the time she was captured. She knew the risks, especially now that VivSys had control over the Manticore database.
"All good Rain?" Zane looked up, concern in his eyes.
"All the time," Rain sighed. "You'll be back by dawn, right?"
"Should be," I said brusquely, clipped my gun to my belt and pulling on a sweatshirt. Damn, Seattle is cold.
Alec and Jace were very quiet as we sorted weapons and comm links (a headset we talk into so Bling and Logan would know what was happening if the security cameras cut out.)
"Okay, we go in, get as many Manticore files as we can and get out," Zack ordered. "Any interference from security or VivSys technicians, let us know she we can all get out. I don't care what it is, just grab it. Understand?" Zack sidled up to me.
Nods from everyone, clips of bullets and guns exchanged. Zack and I were hunched over the blue prints (which were printed on white paper…) and discussing where the security would be stationed. I brushed a lock of hair out of my eyes and handed Zack his comm link.
"It's a shame you and Jondy didn't hook up again, Zack," Krit said, out of the blue. Everyone went quiet, as we looked up. Even I noticed that our movements were perfectly in sync.
I blinked.
"Why?" Zack asked, in a curious tone.
Silence.
"Because you make such a striking couple," Tinga sighed, looking sad.
I never thought like that – I suppose to everyone else we are a perfect match…
His height, tanned skin, blonde hair, blue eyes. Serious looks.
Me and my hair – long brunette or short red head. My green eyes… Zack once described my eyes were like jade. My pale complexion and humour. My height and pout…his eyes…his eyes…Zack always had the bluest eyes of anyone I knew…
I've got this photo of him I took when we first hooked up. He's washing his old car, smears of grease and dirt on his face and he's looking at me – at the camera – and laughing. The focus is a tiny bit off, but the photo itself…well, Zack almost never laughs.
God, even now as I watch him talking to Zane and Rain, I can see he hasn't really changed since I left. Still serious and sarcastic and gorgeous and I think Tinga's right.
I am still in love with him.
Please review, I really need help with this (
I appeared wearing a catsuit of Max's, my red hair very bright against my pale skin and black outfit. Max, Tinga, Syl and Jace were also wearing catsuits (horrible things they are). Zack, Krit, Zane and Alec were pouring over blue prints of the Manticore facility. Logan was in the kitchen. Rain stood in the doorway holding Evie's hand.
"Who's staying with us?" Evie asked in a pitiful voice. Everyone went quiet.
"Rain is staying with you, Princess," Logan walked out and stroked her hair. He looked sad. Max looked away, her eyes filling up with tears – she remembered the time she was captured. She knew the risks, especially now that VivSys had control over the Manticore database.
"All good Rain?" Zane looked up, concern in his eyes.
"All the time," Rain sighed. "You'll be back by dawn, right?"
"Should be," I said brusquely, clipped my gun to my belt and pulling on a sweatshirt. Damn, Seattle is cold.
Alec and Jace were very quiet as we sorted weapons and comm links (a headset we talk into so Bling and Logan would know what was happening if the security cameras cut out.)
"Okay, we go in, get as many Manticore files as we can and get out," Zack ordered. "Any interference from security or VivSys technicians, let us know she we can all get out. I don't care what it is, just grab it. Understand?" Zack sidled up to me.
Nods from everyone, clips of bullets and guns exchanged. Zack and I were hunched over the blue prints (which were printed on white paper…) and discussing where the security would be stationed. I brushed a lock of hair out of my eyes and handed Zack his comm link.
"It's a shame you and Jondy didn't hook up again, Zack," Krit said, out of the blue. Everyone went quiet, as we looked up. Even I noticed that our movements were perfectly in sync.
I blinked.
"Why?" Zack asked, in a curious tone.
Silence.
"Because you make such a striking couple," Tinga sighed, looking sad.
I never thought like that – I suppose to everyone else we are a perfect match…
His height, tanned skin, blonde hair, blue eyes. Serious looks.
Me and my hair – long brunette or short red head. My green eyes… Zack once described my eyes were like jade. My pale complexion and humour. My height and pout…his eyes…his eyes…Zack always had the bluest eyes of anyone I knew…
I've got this photo of him I took when we first hooked up. He's washing his old car, smears of grease and dirt on his face and he's looking at me – at the camera – and laughing. The focus is a tiny bit off, but the photo itself…well, Zack almost never laughs.
God, even now as I watch him talking to Zane and Rain, I can see he hasn't really changed since I left. Still serious and sarcastic and gorgeous and I think Tinga's right.
I am still in love with him.
