TITLE: Coming Decisions – Chapter 2
WRITTEN BY: Heather Ferguson (fergus80)
EMAIL: hmfergie@charter.net
WEBSITE: (Jensen)
RATING: PG-13 (NC-17 where applicable will be separate)
SUMMARY: Set after Freak Nation. A miss understanding turns into some truth telling and decision making for our transgenic pair.
SPOILERS: Everything!
DISCLAIMER: All Dark Angel characters belong to James Cameron, FOX, etc. etc. etc.
FEEDBACK: Always makes me smile! :)
DEDICATION: To all the Nuns at the Church of Jensen, the Blue Lady, and of course Jensen!
RANT: Okay… I did the stupid thing and watched Freak Nation with the commentary. Can I actually say I'm HAPPY that DA was canceled? Seriously what Cameron and/or what the writers wanted to do…. UGH! So, with that annoyance in my head, I just had to correct a few things, or I couldn't live with myself, whatever this will be (obviously, writing this, before I write my fic) is the result of this huge annoyance. SO… let's see how it goes. ;)
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He looked at her for a minute, "Nothing." He could see she was about to object, and he looked at his watch. "You better hurry up if you are going to make the video call from Logan. You've got two minutes." He saw her nod, and head out of the door. He closed his eyes and pushed the map off the table, "Nothing, nothing at all."
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"Max…" The annoyance of her name seemed to grow. "Maxxx." She tried to shake it away. "MAX! Have you even heard one thing…" Her eyes snapped into focus at the screen in front of her, "that I've said for the last ten minutes?"

"Huh, what?" She asked her brain trying to clear.

The figure on the screen started to shake it's head at her, "What are you thinking about?"

She sighed, "Logan… I just have a lot on my mind."

"A lot on your mind? What could be more important than what I've been talking about?"

She resisted the urge to roll her eyes, but then curiosity got her… what was he talking about? "And what is that?"

"I've been telling you about the lead I got on a cure…"

She groaned. "Logan… I'm stuck in Terminal City, I think that might take a little more precedence than…"

"Max we have barely even seen each other in the last three..."

"Logan… even if we do see each other, how is it going to be different than me standing in front of this screen? We still can't touch."

"Yes we can. Remember…"

She threw up her hands, "I don't mean through latex!"

"I don't like it either, but that's what I was talking about for so long without you paying attention. The cure, I think I found someone. You just need to go…"

"I can't go. Don't you understand that?"

"So what's on your mind that is sooo much more important than us?"

"Logan… please. Once we get all this stuff sorted out, and negotiations start up. Then we can figure this out." He threw down some papers on his desk, and they fluttered by the screen. "Logan…"

"No Max, I'll just work on it myself. I guess us being together is just more important to me than you."

"Logan, listen…"

"I'll call back tomorrow at the same time." And with that the screen went black.

She banged her head against the desk, "Great… just great." She mumbled to herself. "Now both men in my life don't want to talk to me." She raised her head, "Both?"
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Hazel eyes watched the fleeting form move from the upper level, quickly down the stairs, across the room and then through the door. His body seemed to inch towards the office. "Don't even think about going after her," came from a voice behind him, as a hand went to his shoulder, keeping him in place. "She's not worth it."

The eyes turned to the hand, darkened and then gazed up at the reptilian face. "What did you say?"

Mole slowly pulled his hand off Alec's shoulder, and shook his head, "Nothing."

"That's what I thought." He replied as he shook off the urge and turned back to the computers with Mole and Luke. His brain trying to focus on the maps and data in front of him, and not worry about what had upset the retreating girl.
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"Arghhhh," she screamed and kicked the wall. Then pain shot through her and she cussed, squeezing her eyes shut, "Damn it!" She sat down quickly on the couch, wincing at her now stubbed toe. She leaned back and rubbed her hands over her face. "Why?" she asked herself. "Why is everything spinning out of control?"

Max was flustered to say the least. She stood up quickly, and started pacing. "I mean… what does he expect from me?"

Her hands started moving frantically as she walked back and forth. "Like I'm just supposed to drop everything. Risk everything. To just go on some wild goose chase." She stopped dead in her tracks, and closed her eyes. Then with the realization of just how many times she had done just that she leaned her head back towards the ceiling and let out an angry scream.
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The three men at the computer and the rest of the transgenics in the room all turned towards the door. "What animal just died?" Mole asked with a puff of smoke coming out of his mouth.

Alec waved the gray cloud away from his face. He knew that sound, knew what it meant. Max was in there, angry and fuming. Usually he would have gone in, gave some cocky ass remark, and let her take her aggression out on him. But he wasn't going to do that anymore. How many times had he done that? But instead of her figuring out what he had done, she would then blame him for whatever it was she was angry for. *Not anymore.*

He turned back to the computer ignoring the sound, as Mole and Luke gave a small grin to each other.
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Her fist hit the desk, and the items on it rattled. She went to hit it again, when a knock at the door stopped her. A soft smile came across her face for a brief second, and then turned back into anger as she yelled, "Come in!"

Her face dropped, "Oh."

"Little Fella' okay in here?" Joshua asked her, his head tilted to the side trying to understand her disappointed eyes at seeing him.

"Yes." She replied simply with a sigh, her anger fading slightly. "So who sent you?" she asked as she circled her desk, and sat on the edge of it, her arms crossed tightly in front of her, trapping her rage.

"No one sent…" He stopped, and watched the disappointed look once again. "Was someone supposed to?"

She shook her head, and placed it in her hands. "No, no. Was there anything else?"

"Actually, yes." He said slowly pulling out a few pieces of paper. "Gem gave me these lists."

Max took them, and looked over them, "What's this?"

"It's the supplies that she said she needed to start up the school for the X-7's and younger ones."

She nodded and gave the papers back to him, "Give it to Alec. He'll take care of it." She stood up and went to the door, "I've got to get out of here. See ya later Joshua."

He followed her out, but stood in the doorway as she crossed the room and exited headquarters. He then walked over to the guys at the computer, and handed the lists to one of them. "Here Medium Fella'."

Alec gave him a strange look as he looked over the supplies requested. "What is this?"

"Max said to give you the list Gem gave me for the school. She said you would take care of it."

His hazel eyes moved over to the closed door and back to Joshua, a slight sparkle in them. He nodded, and lightly hit Joshua on the shoulder. "No problem Big Guy. I'll take care of it. Tell Gem she'll have all she needs in no time." Joshua grinned and left happily to tell his news.

Alec turned back to Luke, "Okay, so what were you saying about that meteor shower?"

"One instance of confidence means nothing," came a voice from behind him.

"Shut up Mole."
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She leaned against the concrete pillar as the lights bounced off the water puddles lighting up the old parking garage. People were quickly moving about taking boxes out of the back of a large truck. Then they were handed over to others, whom then ran off with them to other buildings.

Her eyes moved from the smiling faces to Gem, who was giving the directions as to where the boxes went. They then moved up to the back of the van as Alec's voice called out what was in each box he was handing out.

"Hey Max…"

She turned towards Dix's voice and saw him standing in the doorway of headquarters. "Yeah?"

"Logan's on the video screen."

She nodded and looked back at the van with a sigh.

"He says it's important."

Max shook her head, stood up straight and started walking towards the door, "It always is."
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His eyes watched her form move until the door swinging closed obstructed the view. He looked at his watch and sighed. *Right on time.* He rolled his eyes, grabbed two more boxes, read the labels and moved to the edge of the van. "Pencils and folders."

A boy took both from him and started to turn, but not before Alec ruffled the kids hair. The X7 gave a wide smile and then ran off.

Alec laughed and turned back to get another box.
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She got up the last stair and turned to face the monitor. "So, let me guess… You have a lead on the cure that…"

He cut her off. "No Max. Actually, I've decided that I'll take care of it myself and not worry you about it."

Max blinked a couple times, "Excuse me?"

"I think you have way to much going on for yourself. I know you can't handle everything in Terminal City and the cure too. Especially with who you have supposedly helping you. So as I said, I've decided to work on the cure myself. I just wanted to let you know, and remind you that I have a lot of contacts. So if you need anything, just let me know. I'm sure whatever you need, I could find in some way, and… well it may take a little while. But I'd be able to eventually get it."

Her brain thought of the boxes being unloaded just outside the building. The supplies that had been requested less than twenty-four hours before. "I'll let you know."

She took a deep breath, and then thought about what he said. "Wait… what?"

Logan gave her a strange look. "What, what?"

"You… YOU decided that I can't handle doing both?"

"I just know you are busy, taking on so many roles. I mean with who you have…"

She stopped him, "With who I have? What exactly are you implying Logan? That the other transgenics are somehow inferior to…"

He cut her off, "No, not at all. I'm not talking about transgenics in general. Just… a couple of them. I mean… really. Mole? Joshua? ALEC? With those three as your command staff…"

She rubbed her forehead, and shook her head. "Logan… Just… Don't… Go there."

He nodded, not understanding what she actually meant. "I get it. You don't need to be reminded how much you have to make up for them. Just know I'm always here for you. Any planning or anything."

Max nodded and bit her lip. "I've got it." She paused, "Logan, if that's all… I really need…"

He waved her away, "I get it, the troops call. I'll talk to you soon." He kissed his fingertips and touched the screen and it went black.

She closed her eyes, her hands gripped the edges of the desk, her knuckles turning white. She took a deep breath, turned, and quickly made her way down the steps, passing Mole as he walked in the door. She raised her hand at him, giving him the clue not to say anything as she entered her office with a bang.

Mole laughed as he heard something break, and another scream. "We have to find that dying animal and put it out of its misery."
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