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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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 dieing animal and put it out of its misery."
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The meeting finished and everyone started to file out of her office. She let out a breath, and rubbed her forehead. Another week and no progress, in any aspect at all.
He turned at the door, taking a quick look back. His eyes saw her slumped shoulders, and he had to bite his tongue to ask her what was wrong. He mentally shook himself. If she wanted to talk to him, then she would. But he had to say something… "Max?"
Her head quickly looked up, "Yes?"
"Uhhh…" He looked down at his wrist, "Just letting you know… the meeting went kinda long this time. You don't have too long before Logan…"
She looked down at the floor, "Right." She sighed and stood up passing him out the door, and quickly making her way up the stairs.
He ran his hand though his hair with a heavy breath. Then walked out
into the main part of headquarters. He caught sight of Luke and Mole with
a few other X's bringing in some boxes. "Ohhh guys… did you come bearing
gifts for little ole' me?" His face lit back up as he walked over to them.
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She got to the screen right as the transmission was starting to come through. "Hey Max…" came the monotone voice from the other end.
"Hi," she replied and took a seat at the terminal.
He watched her for a minute then asked, "What's wrong?"
"What?"
"I asked you what's wrong. Obviously something is bothering you."
*Yes, obviously!* She thought to herself, *So obvious that even you can tell… but others… just don't seem to notice… or … even… care,* she thought with a sigh. She closed her eyes and just said, "Nothing."
"No, it's not nothing. Tell me what it wrong. I can help you. Whatever it is, I can figure it out and will take care of it."
She smiled and shook her head. He gave a smile as well, not understanding that the smile was not out of happiness for his 'help' but at how funny his comment seemed to her. She didn't want someone to fix anything. She didn't want someone else deciding what she should do. She just wanted someone to let her talk, to listen to her, to take her aggression… She stopped her train of thought.
"Logan… I'm fine. I can take care of it. It's just that I'm tired, and I've got a headache. The meeting ran long…"
"Oh, I see. You were in a meeting. That explains everything." He stopped and thought for a second, "You know, I've been thinking. If I just had a little more of a transgenic transfusion, I would probably stay immune to the toxic environment of Terminal City like you are. I could then be there and help you with command."
Her eyes went wide, "NO!"
Logan seemed to almost jump back from the screen. "Why?"
Her mind raced, "You… you can't be here. It's too dangerous for you."
"But like I said Max. With another transfusion… it wouldn't be. I could be there for you, helping you."
"But… the virus… something could happen. I don't want to risk it."
"Max…"
"No Logan. Please. I just couldn't handle you being here…" her brain froze before she continued, "and… getting hurt. Yeah… I don't want you getting sick."
He gave a soft smile, "Okay. I'll stay here. You do have a lot to worry about as it is." He stopped and then reached for a few pieces of paper. "Well, I guess moving on…"
Max's brain caught onto his words, "Moving on?" she asked puzzled.
He nodded, "Yeah, in conversation. I actually did call about something else."
"Oh, right." She leaned her chin against her hand and waited for him to stop his dramatic pause and continue.
"I was doing some more research on the runes. And I figured out they were talking about falling stars… Well… if you remember there was a meteor shower not to long ago."
Max smiled, "Yeah… Luke and Dix mentioned last week…"
He kept going, "Now this could be important Max. This meteor shower could mean something. I'm going to have to look into it a little more and see if it ties into anything else."
She rested her hand on her forehead, letting her hair cover part of her face and the smile that was starting to form as she bit her lip. She then gritted her teeth as he went on explaining stuff that Dix had told her the week before. Only Dix had a lot more detail to his analysis. She brought up her other hand, cupping her temples. "Logan, I really need to go. My headache is just… And any voices are just…" *Yeah, so many voices IN your head.*
He put up a hand, "Say no more. Take care of yourself Max, I'll talk to you tomorrow."
She nodded, "Bye," and turned off the terminal without a reply.
Max then shook her head, *Headache?* She wanted to laugh at herself, *That's the oldest line in the book to get out of…* Her brain stopped with the sound of laughter below.
She walked over to the ledge and looked over the railing. A group of guys were looking through some boxes, as another round of laughs echoed up at her. She quickly bounded down the stairs and up behind them. "So, who's throwing this party?"
Alec, Mole, Luke, Dix and a few other X5's turned around quickly. "Oh, no party," hazel eyes responded.
She looked around at everyone, and saw how the humor and sparkle had vanished once she had shown up. "So… what's going on then."
"Those special items have come in. And I was talking about how I was going to test them out tonight."
She nodded, "The technology that disguises our temperature difference from humans…" Alec nodded an affirmative. "So where are you all going?"
He shook his head, "I'M going," he said indicating himself, "to the Golden Lotus to…"
The name of the bar rang through her ears, and visions of what else went on there ran past her eyes. A range of emotions blasted through her, and when she realized one was turning her eyes green she became very angry, and she yelled before she even thought, "So you're going to take this important equipment out to go get drunk and laid!"
The others, even Mole seemed to take a step back from her accusing words. Alec straightened his shoulders under his dark turtleneck, and clenched his jaw. "Yeah, that's right Max. I JUST used the new laser we got to get rid of my barcode. Because we all know just how much I LOVE doing that. And then I'm just going to take this delicate piece of equipment out to go get some scotch and go whoreing. Because God knows I can't find any good liquor or available women here in Terminal City."
Mole gave him a strange look, "Hey. Jonny might not have the best scotch in the world, but it beats most of the stuff those ordinaries have."
Luke gave a soft laugh, but stopped instantly when Max looked at him. Him, Dix and the other X's seemed to move off, and she looked back at Mole as he continued.
He slapped Alec on the back, "And don't worry Pretty Boy I know quite a few females itching for ya."
Alec gave him an evil look. Mole held up his hands, "Looks like someONE does need to get laid."
"Mole…"
The warning was more than enough for him to start walking away. Receiving another glare from Max as well he muttered, "Or more than one."
She straightened her shoulders and turned back to Alec, "Well, IF that's not it… What are you doing exactly?"
"I'm going there to meet another one of my suppliers."
"What else do we need?"
"Nothing much, just a few things. Some hospital supplies. A little more ammunition, and some computer equipment."
"We can get that other ways. There's no reason to risk using that…"
He shook his head, "It's more to test it out than it is to meet the contact. I want to make sure these work."
She shook her head. "Then send someone else to test it out. It's stupid for you to…"
He cut her off, "Yeah, yeah. I'll get caught or something and then you'll have to save my ass, right Max?"
"Alec… that's not what I…"
He raised his hand. "I don't want to send someone else in, incase it doesn't work. If it goes sideways, then I'm on my own, and I'll handle it. You don't need to come after me."
"Alec… I think you should be…"
He took one of the devices, and shook his head at her. "Hey don't worry about it. Either way it's good right?" She gave him a strange look as he started to walk for the door. "If it works, then we know it works. If it doesn't," he said as he got to the door, and turned back to her. "Then you'll get your wish… and you will finally be rid of me."
The sound of the door closing echoed in her head, "That's what I'm worried
about."
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