Disclaimer: I don't own Dark Angel. That's a bit of a stupid question, isn't it? Maybe it wouldn't be if I owned Fox. Do I own Fox? No. Therefore, stupid question. Logic, pure and simple.
A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed! Its nice to know people are still reading. If you are reading (and not reviewing), please review! It really helps me to continue.
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Secret Caller
Max was late for the second time in two days. Normal really didn't have time for this. It was seriously pissing him off, and since his employees were being unusually lazy today, he was almost at breaking point. Didn't they ever think of him? He had a business to run!
"All right people! Back to work! This is a work place not a social event!"
"All right Normal, keep your shirt on." Sketchy bounced onto the scene and made a big deal of grabbing a package with many flourishing gestures. He bowed to Normal, parcel in hand.
"Your wish is my command, o great one. I shall but have that parcel delivered in the blink of an eye!" He snickered and walked over to grab his stuff.
Normal scowled, and yelled after him. "Go ahead, laugh it up! But you won't be laughing when this place is bankrupt, and there aren't enough jobs to go around..."
"What's up with Normal today Bro?" OC asked sketchy.
Sketchy gave her a worried look. "Max is late again"
"Damn that girl needs to get her 'lil arse here on time"
"You haven't seen her?" Sketchy looked surprised.
"Nope. My girl went to sleep two nights ago, but the next morning she'd cleared out. Probably out wit her man" she raised an eyebrow suggestively.
"Well I hope Max's got a good excuse."
"She will sugar. Max don't need no bro to tell her a good excuse."
"I guess. She's had enough practice..." he gave a smile.
"Ya'll don't need to worry bout Max sketch. My girl is made of steel and no mistake."
Normal was screaming blue murder out front. Sketchy shut his locker.
"Hope that ain't Max with her excuse, or she won't be made of steel for long"
He and OC walked out to save Max, but it didn't look like it was her that needed saving. Unless she was calling with her excuse.
"How many times do I have to tell you? She's not here!".... "No she hardly ever comes to work! Comes in late, never even an apology!".... "How the hell am I supposed to know? If I knew where she was I'd have dragged her arse in here!".... "Who the hell are you"
There was a click as the line went dead. Normal put the phone down, breathing rapidly. He knew there was something about that girl! That was probably some crazy psycho she been doing drugs with...he frowned even deeper and his temple throbbed. Sketchy took one look at him and cleared out.
"With Normal this angry I don't wanna be around when Max gets in"
OC agreed. "'K sugar lets blaze"
Normal didn't even notice they were gone. For two seconds later, Max walked in. She looked haggard and dog eyed, which was strange for her, but Normal didn't see this. All he saw was red.
"Where the hell have you been!" he exploded. Max turned a chair round and sat on it backwards, getting ready for the big lecture in store for her.
"I run a business here, not some little game you can play when you're bored! If you don't shape up..."
Bla bla bla. Max did feel a tiny bit sorry for the guy, but she had way too much stuff on her mind to put up with one of his lectures. She'd put up with it with good grace though. Luckily Manticore had taught them to tune out when someone was talking, stopped them from being hypnotised or brain washed she supposed, but today it was definitely coming in handy. This gave her time to think about her mystery hair man.
Normal's voice vaguely penetrated her thoughts."...And that guy who keeps calling..."
Her head snapped up. "Some one keeps calling? Who was it?"
Normal looked angrier than ever. "How the hell should I know? He hung up whenever I asked! But that's not the point! I'm your boss not your secretary and..."
"How long ago since he called?" Max interrupted
"For Gods sake! Do I look like I was counting? Five minutes! Maybe ten..."
"Right" Max mumbled and got off her chair.
"Max! I haven't finished with you yet missy you get your but back down here!"
"Sorry Normal, need to use the phone"
"Oh of course! Late for work, no apology, don't even listen to me and then..."
He raved on as Max bent over the phone and tapped the redial button. The phone gave three rings before a man with a very familiar voice answered.
"Hello?"
"Zack?"
"Max! Where the hell have you been? Are you all right? Your boss - Normal, is it? - Said that you hadn't come to work and I've been calling since yesterday"
"Sorry. He didn't give the message. How have you been - " Max was ecstatic that he had decided to call.
"Has anything happened? You sound tired..."
"Long story. What are you calling for? Has anything happened with anyone -"
"Max you need to leave Seattle"
Max almost dropped the phone. "Leave? Why? Is this about that hair guy?
"Guy? He got your hair!"
"Zack what do you know..."
"Nothing" he replied shortly. "But I don't want you getting hurt! He took Syl and Jondy's hair too."
"Why does he - "
Zack let out a sigh of intense exasperation. "Why the hell didn't you call me when this happened Max! We could've got you out of the city earlier -"
"You never give me a contact number, how the hell am I supposed to call you!" she snapped. So much for a nice Brother - to - sister chat.
"But -"
"Zack I can take care of myself you know! I'm sick of running, I'm happy here!"
"Can't be happy dead." Zack replied shortly
"I'm not leaving Zack."
"This is about that Logan guy isn't it" he accused, his voice rising with his temper. "I knew was going to be bad for you! Manticore always taught us not to have emotional ties -"
"That was because they wanted us to be soldiers, not people! But we did have our emotion ties - to each other! And that helped us to escape!"
"Fine Max. Do what you want" The connection cut.
Max dropped the receiver into its cradle like a hot potato, trying to get a hold of her feelings. Anger, sadness, guilt all spread though her. Zack was only trying to protect her. But why did she have to leave? She was happy here, she had friends here. She wouldn't have a life without them.
Normal looked over at Max with a look of utter lack of understanding. First she was yelling at whispering, then yelling at the guy, and now she was just sitting. Probably for the rest of the day. He walked over and clicked his fingers in front of her face. She looked up, and Normal felt a pang of guilt and pity as he saw how sad and tired she looked. He patted her awkwardly.
"It's all right. Maybe your boyfriend just needs a little down time."
Max shot him a look that told him he was going insane. She got up and walked over to her locker, grabbing a parcel on her way.
"The weirdest girl..." Normal whispered to himself.
A/N: Well it's longer than the other one. And now you know who the mystery caller was! The mystery 'hair guy' and the other hand...I don't know when hes coming in. REVIEW! And maybe you'll find out quicker...(hehehe I'm so evil)
A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed! Its nice to know people are still reading. If you are reading (and not reviewing), please review! It really helps me to continue.
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Secret Caller
Max was late for the second time in two days. Normal really didn't have time for this. It was seriously pissing him off, and since his employees were being unusually lazy today, he was almost at breaking point. Didn't they ever think of him? He had a business to run!
"All right people! Back to work! This is a work place not a social event!"
"All right Normal, keep your shirt on." Sketchy bounced onto the scene and made a big deal of grabbing a package with many flourishing gestures. He bowed to Normal, parcel in hand.
"Your wish is my command, o great one. I shall but have that parcel delivered in the blink of an eye!" He snickered and walked over to grab his stuff.
Normal scowled, and yelled after him. "Go ahead, laugh it up! But you won't be laughing when this place is bankrupt, and there aren't enough jobs to go around..."
"What's up with Normal today Bro?" OC asked sketchy.
Sketchy gave her a worried look. "Max is late again"
"Damn that girl needs to get her 'lil arse here on time"
"You haven't seen her?" Sketchy looked surprised.
"Nope. My girl went to sleep two nights ago, but the next morning she'd cleared out. Probably out wit her man" she raised an eyebrow suggestively.
"Well I hope Max's got a good excuse."
"She will sugar. Max don't need no bro to tell her a good excuse."
"I guess. She's had enough practice..." he gave a smile.
"Ya'll don't need to worry bout Max sketch. My girl is made of steel and no mistake."
Normal was screaming blue murder out front. Sketchy shut his locker.
"Hope that ain't Max with her excuse, or she won't be made of steel for long"
He and OC walked out to save Max, but it didn't look like it was her that needed saving. Unless she was calling with her excuse.
"How many times do I have to tell you? She's not here!".... "No she hardly ever comes to work! Comes in late, never even an apology!".... "How the hell am I supposed to know? If I knew where she was I'd have dragged her arse in here!".... "Who the hell are you"
There was a click as the line went dead. Normal put the phone down, breathing rapidly. He knew there was something about that girl! That was probably some crazy psycho she been doing drugs with...he frowned even deeper and his temple throbbed. Sketchy took one look at him and cleared out.
"With Normal this angry I don't wanna be around when Max gets in"
OC agreed. "'K sugar lets blaze"
Normal didn't even notice they were gone. For two seconds later, Max walked in. She looked haggard and dog eyed, which was strange for her, but Normal didn't see this. All he saw was red.
"Where the hell have you been!" he exploded. Max turned a chair round and sat on it backwards, getting ready for the big lecture in store for her.
"I run a business here, not some little game you can play when you're bored! If you don't shape up..."
Bla bla bla. Max did feel a tiny bit sorry for the guy, but she had way too much stuff on her mind to put up with one of his lectures. She'd put up with it with good grace though. Luckily Manticore had taught them to tune out when someone was talking, stopped them from being hypnotised or brain washed she supposed, but today it was definitely coming in handy. This gave her time to think about her mystery hair man.
Normal's voice vaguely penetrated her thoughts."...And that guy who keeps calling..."
Her head snapped up. "Some one keeps calling? Who was it?"
Normal looked angrier than ever. "How the hell should I know? He hung up whenever I asked! But that's not the point! I'm your boss not your secretary and..."
"How long ago since he called?" Max interrupted
"For Gods sake! Do I look like I was counting? Five minutes! Maybe ten..."
"Right" Max mumbled and got off her chair.
"Max! I haven't finished with you yet missy you get your but back down here!"
"Sorry Normal, need to use the phone"
"Oh of course! Late for work, no apology, don't even listen to me and then..."
He raved on as Max bent over the phone and tapped the redial button. The phone gave three rings before a man with a very familiar voice answered.
"Hello?"
"Zack?"
"Max! Where the hell have you been? Are you all right? Your boss - Normal, is it? - Said that you hadn't come to work and I've been calling since yesterday"
"Sorry. He didn't give the message. How have you been - " Max was ecstatic that he had decided to call.
"Has anything happened? You sound tired..."
"Long story. What are you calling for? Has anything happened with anyone -"
"Max you need to leave Seattle"
Max almost dropped the phone. "Leave? Why? Is this about that hair guy?
"Guy? He got your hair!"
"Zack what do you know..."
"Nothing" he replied shortly. "But I don't want you getting hurt! He took Syl and Jondy's hair too."
"Why does he - "
Zack let out a sigh of intense exasperation. "Why the hell didn't you call me when this happened Max! We could've got you out of the city earlier -"
"You never give me a contact number, how the hell am I supposed to call you!" she snapped. So much for a nice Brother - to - sister chat.
"But -"
"Zack I can take care of myself you know! I'm sick of running, I'm happy here!"
"Can't be happy dead." Zack replied shortly
"I'm not leaving Zack."
"This is about that Logan guy isn't it" he accused, his voice rising with his temper. "I knew was going to be bad for you! Manticore always taught us not to have emotional ties -"
"That was because they wanted us to be soldiers, not people! But we did have our emotion ties - to each other! And that helped us to escape!"
"Fine Max. Do what you want" The connection cut.
Max dropped the receiver into its cradle like a hot potato, trying to get a hold of her feelings. Anger, sadness, guilt all spread though her. Zack was only trying to protect her. But why did she have to leave? She was happy here, she had friends here. She wouldn't have a life without them.
Normal looked over at Max with a look of utter lack of understanding. First she was yelling at whispering, then yelling at the guy, and now she was just sitting. Probably for the rest of the day. He walked over and clicked his fingers in front of her face. She looked up, and Normal felt a pang of guilt and pity as he saw how sad and tired she looked. He patted her awkwardly.
"It's all right. Maybe your boyfriend just needs a little down time."
Max shot him a look that told him he was going insane. She got up and walked over to her locker, grabbing a parcel on her way.
"The weirdest girl..." Normal whispered to himself.
A/N: Well it's longer than the other one. And now you know who the mystery caller was! The mystery 'hair guy' and the other hand...I don't know when hes coming in. REVIEW! And maybe you'll find out quicker...(hehehe I'm so evil)