Disclaimer: I don't own Dark Angel
Rating: PG-PG13
Pairing: M/A
A/N I don't really have anything good to say.
Chapter Eight Complicated
Max's breath caught painfully in her throat as she fought the rising panic. The room seemed smaller and the air even seemed tense as if it too were waiting to see what Logan said. Alec grasped Max's hand wanting to feel something real, something that was really there. Logan swallowed before he forged on. "The Maker is...493."
To say Max was surprised would have been the understatement to end all understatements. "What? Are you sure Logan?" Her words seemed desperate wanting him to tell her this all was just one big joke.
He nodded his head. Alec cut into the conversation. "Ben's dead. That's a problem." Yeah problem number three he thought The Maker is my dead twin.
Logan sighed telling Alec that he too had thought of that. "Yeah I know. This sets us back. Too far back for words. Without him..." He let the sentence drop not knowing what to say.
Gladly Alec did. "Without him there's nobody to have sex with Max and make a perfect baby with her." He said simply. Max hadn't said anything else which worried him. Her face was pale and her eyes swam with worry, stress, and sadness.
Logan got a stony expression on his face at Alec's bluntness. "Pretty much I guess. We just need to figure out if there is another way."
Max's, somehow, small voice spoke. "And if there isn't?" She knew the answer everybody would die. Logan looked away.
"There just has to be, that's it."
Alec stood there taking everything in. "Well since there is nothing else that we can do at the moment why don't we leave and you can work on the runes some more. Maybe they'll tell you what to do."
Logan nodded in agreement. "Okay I'll call you guys." Alec urged Max out of the apartment and onto the elevator.
She stood still not saying anything. "Max..." Alec tried to think of something to say. Max smiled one full of torment. "Not now Alec. Just... don't please." Her shoulders started to slump in defeat but she straightened once again. "We need to call Terminal City and see if they've found anything on Amelia, the runes, or white." Max's voice came out sure and confident but Alec knew it was just a front.
He laid a hand upon her shoulder. "Max we should talk abo—"Alec's concerned voice was cut off by Max's cross one.
"No!" It almost sounded like hatred in her voice along with annoyance. And if she weren't so stressed Alec would have been hurt...and angry with her. "We aren't talking about this."
The only way to beat a stubborn person is to be stubborn yourself and patient. "We are going to. Not now maybe but we will talk about this Max." He pulled his cell phone from his pocket calling HQ. Max could have heard both sides of the conversation but her mind was somewhere a million miles away or however far it was to the blue lady. "Nothing yet but they say they're working as fast as they can." He gazed at her profile trying to see what she was thinking. "Where else do you wanna go?"
"The needle." She said solemnly.
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The cold of the metal seeped through her jeans to nip at Max's skin. They had been sitting there for quite awhile neither knowing what to say or do. Max seemed to be all alone and rejected any kind of support he offered. She seemed to want to get away from his touch and all he was doing was having his own shoulder barely graze Max's. She looked over at him wanting to say something he could see it on her face.
Max turned back to the city letting the silence fall and consume them further. He was staring at her with such intensity though that she felt the need to talk to him. "So Ben's The Maker. But he's also dead thanks to me."
Alec sighed of exhaustion and turned toward her. "You didn't have a choice. Maybe what you did wasn't 'saint' material but you did him a favor." He paused gathering his thoughts. "There has to be another way."
Max laughed close to breaking down if not breaking completely. "Would it matter if he was alive? We could have sex all we wanted but I'd never get a healthy 'perfect' baby out of it. Somebody screwed up picking me."
Alec pulled her close to his side even when he felt her tense up. "Max don't pull away. Don't push me away. Maybe this is just what was...supposed to happen. Like fate."
"Yeah well you can call it what you want—it sucks." Max muttered while glancing at her shoes. She wished that she had something more real to hate but she'd take what she could get at the moment. "Why couldn't you be The Maker? And what if you are The Protector?"
Alec let out a breath and breathed in again deeply. "Because I wasn't made to be The Maker and I may or may not be The Protector. We don't know. Maybe you were wrong."
She looked at him skeptically. "And if you're not wrong Max maybe the runes are and I'll come out of this the winner." He himself wanted to believe that so badly.
"And if it's right?" She knew the answer and didn't know why she wanted him to say it.
Alec paused a moment running a hand through his wind blown hair. "Then I guess I'll die or 'perish' as they say." Max turned away from him and fought the urge to push him away before it was too late and he ended up dying and leaving her. She didn't want him to leave. She needed him there. She wanted him there.
Night was starting to fall over Seattle and they sat there still not wanting to face the horrors and nightmares that awaited their arrival. "Lets go home." Max whispered into the night and slowly got up.
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Alec lay on his bed staring at the ceiling. Sure he might have been comfortable in his cotton sleeping pants but sleep refused to come and rescue him. Alec heard the water turn off and after a few minutes Max walked in with a towel wrapped securely around her.
She walked over to his closet and pulled out one of her own tank tops and some comfy pants. Max dropped the towel and started to pull on her clothes. Alec looked away after a moment still not used to Max being that comfortable around him. He glanced back at her and was caught. She laughed more out of amusement than happiness but he took it as a win. She finished slipping her shirt over her head and crawled under the covers.
Max sighed as she tried to let the tension escape her muscles. "I don't think I can handle it if you die Alec." Max said quietly as she turned onto her side facing him. He pulled her closer until Max's cheek lay against his chest.
"Of course you will Max. What other choice do you have?" Alec felt tears wet his bare chest and lifted her chin to wipe away the tears that spilt from her eyes. "Don't cry Maxie. I'm here for you now." Max gave a pained sigh before hugging him tightly.
Max was positive she got the short end of the stick. She had lost her little girl, she was The Chosen one, her dead brother was supposed to be The Maker, and Alec, she was sure, was The Protector. She had finally found someone she would readily live every waking second with.
Max had fallen in love with a man that was destined to die well before his time. Another tear fell down her cheek as she kissed him. What have I gotten myself into she thought, things can't get more complicated than this.
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A/N All right I've found my muse once again. I blame that on Stormvind and Jewel (the singer not the fanfiction chic) Stormvind because I got to bounce ideas off of her and Jewel because I got to go see her the fourteenth. And that made me very happy =) So thank, or hate, them because I know exactly what's going to happen now. That means updates will be coming a little more consistently. I'm gonna try and update on Wednesday or Thursday, Friday at the latest.
agentamelia86- And now you do know who The Maker is. And you're very right there are no perks, at least not if the person is me ; )
Jade-k – I've been trying to tell everyone that I am evil so it's only to be expected that I do something like this. Logan isn't portrayed very well. I'll admit that. But also I don't really care because I hate him. I hope you liked this chapter ; )
willow98002- I know I can't believe I did that. I really don't know what I was on when I wrote those...Well actually I do Augmentin, that crap is for the devil. I'm sick but that's beside the point. I noticed that too and it's been irritating me very badly. I hate it when everybody else does it but boom I do the same thing. I truly am sorry my spelling skills are inept at best. But I will work on it. I'm just in too much of a hurry.
FridayAngel- I can't promise anything with pertaining to Amelia. Those will probably be her first words but since Max and Alec never called themselves that in front of her chances of her knowing those words are extremely slim. I'm still not sure how the mission is going to go...Ok I do but I just can't say even though I want to sooo badly. Hehe It makes me laugh in excitement. I may take you up the proofreading. It's never been my strong point in English ever since the 2nd grade. And that is just sad. I've had quite a while to improve. I apologize for any other stupid mistakes I may make.
barcode-babe-210 – You've got both things right...I'm evil and I'm a girl. So you win I don't know what but whatever. Don't take it personally I did it to everyone...Well most everyone. But I'm glad you're not angry. Because that can give you ulcers and that could be a bad thing. And I'll try and do the best I can with it.
Rating: PG-PG13
Pairing: M/A
A/N I don't really have anything good to say.
Chapter Eight Complicated
Max's breath caught painfully in her throat as she fought the rising panic. The room seemed smaller and the air even seemed tense as if it too were waiting to see what Logan said. Alec grasped Max's hand wanting to feel something real, something that was really there. Logan swallowed before he forged on. "The Maker is...493."
To say Max was surprised would have been the understatement to end all understatements. "What? Are you sure Logan?" Her words seemed desperate wanting him to tell her this all was just one big joke.
He nodded his head. Alec cut into the conversation. "Ben's dead. That's a problem." Yeah problem number three he thought The Maker is my dead twin.
Logan sighed telling Alec that he too had thought of that. "Yeah I know. This sets us back. Too far back for words. Without him..." He let the sentence drop not knowing what to say.
Gladly Alec did. "Without him there's nobody to have sex with Max and make a perfect baby with her." He said simply. Max hadn't said anything else which worried him. Her face was pale and her eyes swam with worry, stress, and sadness.
Logan got a stony expression on his face at Alec's bluntness. "Pretty much I guess. We just need to figure out if there is another way."
Max's, somehow, small voice spoke. "And if there isn't?" She knew the answer everybody would die. Logan looked away.
"There just has to be, that's it."
Alec stood there taking everything in. "Well since there is nothing else that we can do at the moment why don't we leave and you can work on the runes some more. Maybe they'll tell you what to do."
Logan nodded in agreement. "Okay I'll call you guys." Alec urged Max out of the apartment and onto the elevator.
She stood still not saying anything. "Max..." Alec tried to think of something to say. Max smiled one full of torment. "Not now Alec. Just... don't please." Her shoulders started to slump in defeat but she straightened once again. "We need to call Terminal City and see if they've found anything on Amelia, the runes, or white." Max's voice came out sure and confident but Alec knew it was just a front.
He laid a hand upon her shoulder. "Max we should talk abo—"Alec's concerned voice was cut off by Max's cross one.
"No!" It almost sounded like hatred in her voice along with annoyance. And if she weren't so stressed Alec would have been hurt...and angry with her. "We aren't talking about this."
The only way to beat a stubborn person is to be stubborn yourself and patient. "We are going to. Not now maybe but we will talk about this Max." He pulled his cell phone from his pocket calling HQ. Max could have heard both sides of the conversation but her mind was somewhere a million miles away or however far it was to the blue lady. "Nothing yet but they say they're working as fast as they can." He gazed at her profile trying to see what she was thinking. "Where else do you wanna go?"
"The needle." She said solemnly.
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The cold of the metal seeped through her jeans to nip at Max's skin. They had been sitting there for quite awhile neither knowing what to say or do. Max seemed to be all alone and rejected any kind of support he offered. She seemed to want to get away from his touch and all he was doing was having his own shoulder barely graze Max's. She looked over at him wanting to say something he could see it on her face.
Max turned back to the city letting the silence fall and consume them further. He was staring at her with such intensity though that she felt the need to talk to him. "So Ben's The Maker. But he's also dead thanks to me."
Alec sighed of exhaustion and turned toward her. "You didn't have a choice. Maybe what you did wasn't 'saint' material but you did him a favor." He paused gathering his thoughts. "There has to be another way."
Max laughed close to breaking down if not breaking completely. "Would it matter if he was alive? We could have sex all we wanted but I'd never get a healthy 'perfect' baby out of it. Somebody screwed up picking me."
Alec pulled her close to his side even when he felt her tense up. "Max don't pull away. Don't push me away. Maybe this is just what was...supposed to happen. Like fate."
"Yeah well you can call it what you want—it sucks." Max muttered while glancing at her shoes. She wished that she had something more real to hate but she'd take what she could get at the moment. "Why couldn't you be The Maker? And what if you are The Protector?"
Alec let out a breath and breathed in again deeply. "Because I wasn't made to be The Maker and I may or may not be The Protector. We don't know. Maybe you were wrong."
She looked at him skeptically. "And if you're not wrong Max maybe the runes are and I'll come out of this the winner." He himself wanted to believe that so badly.
"And if it's right?" She knew the answer and didn't know why she wanted him to say it.
Alec paused a moment running a hand through his wind blown hair. "Then I guess I'll die or 'perish' as they say." Max turned away from him and fought the urge to push him away before it was too late and he ended up dying and leaving her. She didn't want him to leave. She needed him there. She wanted him there.
Night was starting to fall over Seattle and they sat there still not wanting to face the horrors and nightmares that awaited their arrival. "Lets go home." Max whispered into the night and slowly got up.
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Alec lay on his bed staring at the ceiling. Sure he might have been comfortable in his cotton sleeping pants but sleep refused to come and rescue him. Alec heard the water turn off and after a few minutes Max walked in with a towel wrapped securely around her.
She walked over to his closet and pulled out one of her own tank tops and some comfy pants. Max dropped the towel and started to pull on her clothes. Alec looked away after a moment still not used to Max being that comfortable around him. He glanced back at her and was caught. She laughed more out of amusement than happiness but he took it as a win. She finished slipping her shirt over her head and crawled under the covers.
Max sighed as she tried to let the tension escape her muscles. "I don't think I can handle it if you die Alec." Max said quietly as she turned onto her side facing him. He pulled her closer until Max's cheek lay against his chest.
"Of course you will Max. What other choice do you have?" Alec felt tears wet his bare chest and lifted her chin to wipe away the tears that spilt from her eyes. "Don't cry Maxie. I'm here for you now." Max gave a pained sigh before hugging him tightly.
Max was positive she got the short end of the stick. She had lost her little girl, she was The Chosen one, her dead brother was supposed to be The Maker, and Alec, she was sure, was The Protector. She had finally found someone she would readily live every waking second with.
Max had fallen in love with a man that was destined to die well before his time. Another tear fell down her cheek as she kissed him. What have I gotten myself into she thought, things can't get more complicated than this.
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A/N All right I've found my muse once again. I blame that on Stormvind and Jewel (the singer not the fanfiction chic) Stormvind because I got to bounce ideas off of her and Jewel because I got to go see her the fourteenth. And that made me very happy =) So thank, or hate, them because I know exactly what's going to happen now. That means updates will be coming a little more consistently. I'm gonna try and update on Wednesday or Thursday, Friday at the latest.
agentamelia86- And now you do know who The Maker is. And you're very right there are no perks, at least not if the person is me ; )
Jade-k – I've been trying to tell everyone that I am evil so it's only to be expected that I do something like this. Logan isn't portrayed very well. I'll admit that. But also I don't really care because I hate him. I hope you liked this chapter ; )
willow98002- I know I can't believe I did that. I really don't know what I was on when I wrote those...Well actually I do Augmentin, that crap is for the devil. I'm sick but that's beside the point. I noticed that too and it's been irritating me very badly. I hate it when everybody else does it but boom I do the same thing. I truly am sorry my spelling skills are inept at best. But I will work on it. I'm just in too much of a hurry.
FridayAngel- I can't promise anything with pertaining to Amelia. Those will probably be her first words but since Max and Alec never called themselves that in front of her chances of her knowing those words are extremely slim. I'm still not sure how the mission is going to go...Ok I do but I just can't say even though I want to sooo badly. Hehe It makes me laugh in excitement. I may take you up the proofreading. It's never been my strong point in English ever since the 2nd grade. And that is just sad. I've had quite a while to improve. I apologize for any other stupid mistakes I may make.
barcode-babe-210 – You've got both things right...I'm evil and I'm a girl. So you win I don't know what but whatever. Don't take it personally I did it to everyone...Well most everyone. But I'm glad you're not angry. Because that can give you ulcers and that could be a bad thing. And I'll try and do the best I can with it.