EPISODE 4: MORNING?
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN Dark Angel and cause FOX don't want it any more, no one does. However credit should be given to CAMERON and EGLEE for the Quality Television they gave us for Two Seasons and the DARK ANGEL Creative Team for shaping the characters which I and many other's accepted and loved as our very own. Thankyou so much for that and hopefully (if it is at all possible), we may be able to see Dark Angel again.
A/N: Dear Loyal Readers, and those of whom were loyal enough to tell me months after my last update that you missed my writing. This is dedicated to you. A lot has changed this year, which I won't bore you about, however I do feel that a chapter is definitely well and truly due and so here it is. Enjoy.
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So time has changed. It shifted and now I am here, I'm feeling... No, I'm not.
"Hey, good morning!" Alec grunted. It was morning apparently and Jade (hang on, who the hell am I now) was waking up on a couch with a blanket thrown over her. It was Alec's apartment and she was slowly remembering where she was and what she was doing.
"Ohh yeah, good morning! So apparently I bet you last night. That memory, I have only just recovered" replied Jondy, getting up from the seat, remembering that she'd gone out to Crash last night. Although, she didn't remember how she had gotten herself here.
"Yeah, and then you followed me home. So where are you supposed to be staying?"
"Good freaking question." Jondy got up and found a jacket and put it on. Then she grabbed her new bag and put her shoes on.
"So where do you think your going without a sector pass?" Alec asked, Jondy finally noticing that Alec was in a towel.
"Around. Seriously, what is the deal with this place? I mean hello corruption."
"I'm so the wrong person to ask. You should be talking to Logan about that! That's his dealio, saving the world from the pimps and crims of the world. I swear that should be his moto. Hey, I'm going to change cause Seattle ain't known for it's warmth so don't go anywhere cause it's not so easy getting round, especially if you have a barcode." Alec walked out of the room and Jondy just completely disregarded Alec and walked out his front door.
20 minutes later, Jondy found herself face to face with Max at Logan's place as she opened the door to his place.
"So I have this like new lease on life and it includes me taking delivery of some hair colour cause I got some things I want to change."
"Okay, whatever you want. I can set that up! So what's changed" replied Max, a little taken aback with Jondy new approach.
"I just don't want to look like me no more. I want a change and that's exactly what I'm going to do. Change."
Jondy walked of into the apartment, brushing past Max and only stopped once she had gotten to the couch. She sat down, grabbed the newspaper that was sitting on the table next to her and began reading.
Max came into the room, followed by Logan and they didn't speak for a second. Finally Jondy looked up.
"So speaking of deliveries, we received on today, one from Melbourne Australia." Logan finally said.
"Yeah" Jondy said simply with eyes wide open.
"Yeah, and we understand you'll expecting it." Max pointed to a couple of boxes near the hallway directly behind the study. "In fact we are surprised that you were able to get them here so quickly in this economy.
"I have my ways!" Jondy stood up and walked up to the boxes and opened the first one. "So I suppose your wondering why I had my stuff sent here to Seattle.
"Yeah, we are!" Logan answered, trying very hard not to sound like he was accusing her.
"Well it's obvious isn't it. I'm moving back to America."
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It was morning and I'm not quite sure where I am. There is a picture facing me, but it is blurry so I can't make out the faces.
I close my eyes again and I shift my position. I wake up.
What day is it? What-
