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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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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He paced back and forth across his office. One hand held a small electronic device, one just like he had tested the other night. His other hand held a small, glass, fluid filled vial. He stopped in the middle of the room, closed his eyes, and used all his will power not to clench his fists and destroy both tiny little things. Two very delicate things that were about to change so much.
With a deep breath two hazel eyes opened with a determined look. He turned towards the door and walked out, moved across the main room, and raised one hand to knock.
"She's not there."
Alec spun towards Luke's voice. "What?" Where?"
Luke pointed to the second story, "Logan's…"
Alec nodded before he continued, thus cutting him off. He took a deep breath. "Well… why not." He bounded up the stairs to find Max twirling her hair as she listened to Logan from the screen.
Her eyes quickly moved up to catch his, "Alec?"
Logan stopped, giving the other man an evil glare. "Do you mind? We're having a discussion."
Max tried not to roll her eyes. A discussion would involve talking of more than ONE person, and would hopefully have to do with information that she hadn't already known days before.
Alec rolled his head, and then spoke, "Well… Logan… you might want to hear this." He looked back at Max. "I can't take credit for it. But… umm… some of the transgenics and X's worked together with what they learned back at Manticore and well…" He stopped. He wanted to run his hands through his hair but unable to because of the items he held.
Max looked at him, unable to read where he was going, and totally confused by the range of emotions he was trying hard to cover. Then his eyes looked up once again and caught hers, as he held up the tiny vial.
Her mouth dropped open, and her world went numb. Even Logan's voice from the screen wasn't enough to bring her out of her disbelief.
"Is that… the cure?"
Alec nodded. "It's a 100% … well… I'll say 99.9% safe."
"Max… did you hear that?" Logan said almost with a screech. "We can be together now." He looked at Alec, "How long till it starts to work?"
"About an hour."
"Max… an hour!"
She blinked twice… "But… the city… if I leave… I'll be detected…"
Alec held up the small device in his other hand.
Max swallowed hard, "The thermo device to disguise our elevated temperature." His slight nod made her heart drop. "You… You're… giving me both these things?" She blinked again in shock… "YOU'RE giving me the TWO things I HAVE to HAVE to be WITH Logan?"
He swallowed the lump coming up from his stomach, "Yes."
"Max, you can come see me now without any problems."
She looked at Logan quickly, and then back to Alec. "But I can't leave. I have so much to do here."
"Max… you can do it from here. Like I talk to you, you can talk to them when you need to."
She almost looked panicked, and turned quickly to Alec… "I can't run things from there. Can I?" Her brain was pleading that he would say no.
"Sure you can," Alec answered looking at the terminal. He put on his best cocky smile, "Hey Logan… you got like about an hour… you might want to go start boiling some water… Cause I know how much Max loves your pasta."
Logan's eyes lit up, "He's right. I need to go. Max… I'll see you soon. Bye." And with that he was off the computer.
Max looked at the black screen, as her world seemed to fall out from under her. She saw him walk up to her and set down the two items in his hands on the table, and then turned to walk away.
She looked at the two things, and then rage started to build as she heard his foot steps down the stairs. She picked them both up and followed him down and then into his office.
Alec turned around when he was about halfway in, "What's…" was all he got out as the door slammed shut behind her.
"How DARE YOU!" She screamed at him.
He blinked, "Excuse me?" He asked in total disbelief… "What did I do wrong now?"
She sat the two things on his desk, "These!" She then moved away, afraid in her rage she might actually break them.
His eyes widened in shock. "WHAT? You HAVE to be kidding me. You have done nothing but complain about not being able to TOUCH Logan. About the cure, and how it was my fault you weren't together. Well… NOW you can be TOGETHER. It's what you WANT."
Her jaw clenched… "But you… you… gave me NO CHOICE."
Alec looked at her like she had grown a second head. "What?"
"You come up there. With him there. Telling him."
"So?"
"So? SO?" She threw up her hands in the air. "Now he thinks I'm going to be there in an hour. And now I HAVE to go."
He shook his head, "And why are you angry about that?"
"It should be MY decision. NOT yours!"
Alec ran his hand through his hair, and gripped it, trying not to rip it out. "I didn't think there was any decision to make! I thought you would jump at the chance to get the cure, go to Logan, and get out of Terminal City."
Her head snapped up, "What?" She asked. Then the truth slapped her and she took a step back. "Oh my God. You didn't… They didn't…" She started backing towards the door. "Oh God."
He took a step towards her, the look on her face making him want to ask her what was so wrong. "Max?" He asked softly.
She shook her head, "You ALL hate me."
His eyes widened. "What?"
"You all did this to get rid of me."
He swallowed slightly and looked away.
She felt like her knees were going to give out, her lip quivered slightly because the turning of his eyes confirmed her fears. She nodded slightly, squared her shoulders, picked up the two items from the desk, turned, and walked to the door. "Fine. I see. Well… If anyone needs me… I guess you know where I'll be."
Alec heard the door slam, and felt the shockwave move though his chest.
At least that's what he told himself was the reason for his heart constricting
so painfully.
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She pulled the syringe out of her arm and threw the empty vial and needle into the trash. She attached the small electronic device to her skin over her heart, rearranged her leather coat and exited the makeshift hospital.
Max walked through the falling apart parking garage with a swift step.
Anyone around seemed to give her more than enough space as she walked to
her bike. She strapped her bag to the back, climbed on, started it, revved
up the engine and was out of Terminal City before she could even see the
hazel eyes looking out of the dirty, grimy window above.
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The darkness as she slowly marched up the steps of the house signaled just how long she had been riding her baby around Seattle. She wanted to tell herself she spent so long driving around because it had been way to long since she was outside Terminal City. But as she tried to dry the wetness on her checks with her hands she knew the reason. The same reason with each step, the dread started to weigh her down more and more.
She wasn't wanted. Wasn't wanted by anyone... Well except for the person inside the house she was entering. As she opened the door, the smell of marinara sauce almost made her sick. Why was she reacting like this? Shouldn't a part of her at least be... happy? She was finally getting what she had complained she had wanted for so long. Then why did it all feel so... wrong?
Max shut the door behind her, and a voice called out, "Max? Is that you?"
She heard the quick footsteps as she started to round the corner of the hallway and almost ran right into him, "Logan!" She said in shock as he popped into view and she almost bumped into him. She took a step back, making sure not to touch him out of habit.
"It's okay Max... What took you so long? I'm sure you took the cure over an hour ago right?" The words were out of his mouth so fast she barely had time to register them.
She just nodded in response to the last one, and then "Sorry... the night air... Seattle..."
He waved it off, "It's okay. I understand. You've been cooped up. But not anymore." He said with a smile, and then moved towards her. "Just think Max, we can now be together." His arms went wide, and quickly enveloped her in a hug, picking her up off her feet. The electronic whirling made her head spin as he was also twirling her around.
She held on tight, only because she was afraid she would fall, feeling
light-headed, as tears streamed down her face. Tears he mistakenly believed
were full of joy like he was.
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