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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Two minutes later her office door flew open, "Someone…" she yelled
as she walked into the main room… "Find me Dalton. Now!"
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Max sighed at herself, and shook her head. She got the truth, and now that she did… she felt… what? Relieved? Terrible? She wasn't sure. The only thing that really bothered her is she didn't even have to ask why he hadn't told her himself. She knew. She knew she wouldn't have believed him.
She looked at her watch, and then stood up because she knew that any second now… The door burst open and closed just as quickly with a bang. The hinges barely stayed on the frame. "You had NO right! No RIGHT to do that! How DARE you?" Alec yelled with a rage and a darkness in his eyes that made her take a step back.
Okay… maybe she had crossed the line. But… she had to find out some way… didn't she? "Alec…"
"Don't…. DON'T even try to defend yourself on this one. He's JUST a kid! You interrogated a KID to get some stupid information just because I wouldn't tell you. Who the hell is the KID now Max?"
He was standing on the other side of her desk, his hands gripping the edge. She felt bad for the desk, but thankful because she knew if it wasn't that, those hands just might be around her neck. "I DID NOT interrogate him." She put up her hand, trying to calm him. "Don't be so dramatic." His knuckles seemed to turn whiter. Okay… maybe teasing was NOT the way to go. "I just… well… I said he could tell me or… well…"
He shook his head, "MAX he's a teenage boy… you take away video games and pictures of naked women you might as well shoot him!"
She rolled her eyes at him, "Oh come on. Manticore…"
He spun around walking to the middle of the room, "Oh don't even. Max how many times have you said we aren't in Manticore anymore?" He spun back to her and looked her hard in the eye. "You say we escaped. But then you go and do something like this? Turn one solider against another to get information you couldn't pry from one of them."
She swallowed hard, and tried not to let the wetness in her eyes flow down her cheeks from the hard truth in his words. He saw it, and he almost stopped… almost. He shook his head at her. "Max… I don't understand you anymore. Heck… maybe I never did." He ran his hand though his hair, "No… you know what… I don't think I ever did…. I'm not even sure I want to." And with that he turned back around and headed for the door and opened it.
He stopped and turned back to her. "One more thing. If you ever… ever do something like this again... Max… no one… NO ONE messes with my friends."
Her eyes closed at his words and the sound of the door slamming behind
him echoed through her ears. She sat down quickly, crossed her arms over
the desk and rested her head over them. The tear with the knowledge that
she had gone too far this time ran down her cheek, followed by another,
and another….
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Mole looked up from cleaning is gun. He took the cigar out of his mouth and was about ready to comment when Alec's hand raised in the air at him, and he spoke as he walked past. "Jonny's," was all he said as he exited Headquarters.
Mole looked at Luke and Dix then over to Joshua. Him and Joshua stood up. Mole sat down the gun and left through the same door. Joshua took a deep breath and approached Max's door slowly.
Dix and Luke looked at each other, shook their heads and went back to
working at their computers.
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Max lifted her head slightly at the light knock. She quickly wiped her eyes, "Enter."
The door opened and she tried to give the visitor a smile as they came in shutting the door behind them. "Joshua… Hi."
He walked over to her, "Hi Little Fella'." He tilted his head at her and looked at her, his nose sniffed the air slightly. "What's wrong? Why tears?"
Her shoulders slumped as she stood and moved to the couch. He followed her and they both sat down. She leaned her head on his shoulder and he wrapped his arm around her. She brought her booted feet up on the couch. She took a deep breath, "I think I really… really messed things up."
Joshua brought his other arm around her, hugging her close. "How?"
Max sighed and shook her head. "How isn't important. What's important is trying to figure out what I do now."
He looked down into her brown eyes with a confused look, "About what?"
She closed her eyes, and pressed her face into his shirt, trying to
hide away from… "Everything."
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Mole walked into the smoke filled room, or what the transgenics had built to resemble a bar. He scanned the area quickly and found his target sitting at a corner table. Glass in hand, and a bottle already half empty. He walked over, took a chair from another table, swung it around and straddled it at the loner's table. "So what did she do now?"
The look he got should have made him shut up… heck it would have made anyone else slowly back out of Terminal City if not run. But Mole held his ground, as Alec pushed the glass away, and just decided to take a swig of scotch out of the bottle. It was just faster that way. His fingers motioned at the real Jonny behind the bar for another.
"Liquor is not going to take care of the problem." Another look, and Mole actually coughed on the smoke from his cigar. "With how much you are going to have to drink to forget or whatever it is that you are trying to do, you are going to be flat broke and sicker than a dog."
Alec's jaw clenched, but he only raised the bottle and downed the rest of it as Jonny handed him another, and took the empty.
Mole shook his head and put his cigar out on the already burnt and ashy tabletop. "Why do you put up with…"
He was cut off this time. "I'm NOT! That's the thing. I'm NOT taking the crap from her anymore… But she still seems too… TOO…" His fist hit the table. "God, she can just get under your skin! And… AND…" He stopped he couldn't even talk anymore… she had infuriated him to the point where he couldn't even talk. HIM… ALEC! He raised the bottle and downed about a fourth of it.
Mole was in shock as well, and then he let out a slight laugh. "Man buddy… you are stuck. She bitches at you when you do what she wants. She bitches at you when you don't do what she wants. You can't leave, you won't leave… but… what other choice do you have?" He got an evil look in his eyes, rubbing his hands together.
Alec shook his head, "You can't kill her Mole… a mutiny is not even funny." He took another large swig and frowned that the second bottle was already almost empty.
"Okay… fine… take my fun." He took another cigar out from his pocket, struck a match across the table top and started to light it. "But… she could leave. On her own."
Alec's eyes quickly flickered over to the other man, and Mole caught the look before the uncaring mask returned. Mole sighed knowing what those eyes told was still hiding in there through all the anger. Alec took another sip, and then pointed the bottom of the bottle at the lizard man. "And why would Max leave?"
"What if her little ordinary boyfriend needed her? Let him deal with her for awhile." Alec downed the rest of the bottle, signaling for yet another one at the suggestion. His stomach was actually starting to feel a little queasy… but he was sure it wasn't from the alcohol.
"One big problem in your whole plan… the virus… with that there… she won't…"
Mole smiled. "Well maybe we can fix that little problem."
Alec sat up in his seat, any affect the alcohol might have had was gone.
"Mole… WHAT do you know?"
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Joshua looked down at her. "Everything?"
She nodded and slowly pulled out of his arms and sat back on the couch. "I'm not sure exactly when or how it all happened. But I think I have messed things up pretty bad."
He didn't even have to ask, because Max saw the confusion in his eyes. "I think he hates me."
Joshua shook his head quickly, after her words finally confirmed what it was... or whom more specifically she was talking about. "Alec doesn't hate you."
She laughed, "Well after everything... he probably has every right to."
When he didn't say anything, and his eyes briefly looked away, she knew he couldn't defend her. "I kept piling it on, again and again. He kept taking it for so long. But... I went to far... to far, wayyyy to many times. And now... now what I used to find so incredibly annoying and just couldn't wait to get rid of..." She stopped, shaking her head at herself and sighing.
"Tell him."
"What???" The sound in her voice told Joshua just what she thought of that idea.
"I said... tell him."
"I know what you said. But... but... I can't do that!" She stood up quickly and started pacing.
"Why?"
"Because."
"Because why?" he asked watching her move from the door to the desk and back, over and over.
She started motioning with her arms, trying to figure out what she wanted to say. "Because... he would so... he just would... I mean... I... ARGG!" She threw up her hands in the air.
"You don't want to admit you were wrong about Alec."
Max turned quickly towards him, and swallowed hard. She paused then
spun and started walking again, "I wasn't... totally... wrong about..."
She caught his look. "Not... totally..."
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Mole let out a puff of smoke. "You know… it's a funny thing. That ordinary wants to cure that virus so bad. He keeps looking for Manticore doctors… Human doctors." He shook his head.
Alec just rested his forehead in his hand, knowing exactly where Mole was going with this. He almost wanted to laugh.
"Even funnier is, how many transgenics worked in those labs as well. Did he… did she… even once think that maybe… just MAYBE we might also know the answer?"
He looked over a Mole… "Why didn't you or anyone else ever say anything?"
Mole laughed. "Why would we? Do you think we really care if Max gets to be together with that Human? What was in it for us? But know that there is a reason… Hey, it's perfect. This way we might be able to get rid of them both, and then actually get some real work done."
Alec sighed. He rubbed his temples, he felt a huge headache coming on,
and his stomach was seriously getting dangerously close to over spilling
its contents. But the bottles of scotch were not the problem. He knew what
had to be done. It would solve a lot of problems… right? It was what she
TRULY wanted… right? He took a deep breath, looked over at Mole… "Do it,"
and with that he took another really, really long drink.
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