WRITTEN BY: Heather Ferguson (fergus80)
EMAIL: hmfergie@charter.net
WEBSITE: webpages. charter. net/ fergus80 (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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Mole stood up, moved across the room, pulling the man to his feet by his shoulders, stopping the other man's ramblings. "You don't KNOW?"
He stopped and looked confused up at him, "Know what?"
"She broke up with the human."
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She raced through the streets. The sun reflected off her tinted glasses as it started to set into the pacific.
Max took a right, and revved up the engine a little more. The wind blowing through her hair, hitting her face, usually made her feel alive. Usually. But right now, her mind was too preoccupied to enjoy it.
She could understand him pushing her away. She didn't like it. But she could understand why he would. After all the time she treated him like shit, she couldn't just expect him to get over it quickly. If at all. She could hope he would. That he would eventually forgive her, but he didn't have too.
But what she couldn't understand was that if he hadn't forgiven her, if he hadn't gotten over what she had done for so long, then why were there times when he wasn't pushing her away? Why were there times when it seemed he was pulling her closer?
Sure he had always teased her. But this just wasn't teasing. And he had always flirted with her. But before it was always as a joke. He was never serious. Was he?
She made a left and moved around two slow moving cars as her brain still tried to figure out what was going on. Since their big blow up things had seriously changed between them. She sighed knowing that she had also seriously changed.
Maybe that was it. Maybe he didn't know how to deal with her anymore. She shook her head to herself as she made a right.
She wanted to scream. How the hell can I figure out what he wants, what he thinks, if I don't know the answers to those questions for myself?
She zipped through a yellow light, as part of her brain seemed to slap the other side. *Yes you do. You know exactly what you want. You just don't want to admit it. Because if you admit it… and you can't have it…* She felt her heart constrict at the thought and didn't let her brain go on with the thought.
Max wanted to scream to herself. Why was she even letting herself think that he would want her? How many times had he tried to get rid of her? Heck he had given her the means to be with another man. Wouldn't that be the first clue?
She closed her eyes briefly and then opened them as she made another left. But he had said he did it to make her happy. She sighed. But he also did it because you had blamed him for keeping you apart for so long, he didn't want to be blamed anymore even if it wasn't his fault.
She round the bend and started to slow down. Her mind played the images of his sheet-covered body. The feel of the muscles of his chest under her fingertips. Then it moved on to the looks she had seen from others towards him. Other X5's… X5 females. She let out a small growl at the thought, surprising even herself. He could be with just about any one of them. Not just cause of his looks… but also because they respected him. So why the hell would he want someone who had treated him so bad?
She slowed down even more and pulled her baby over behind a dumpster in a back alley. But then why was he always there? Why was he always doing things, saying things to make her feel better? He knew what she needed, and he gave it to her. He knew when she had to scream and yell to get her frustrations out. He knew when she needed to be reassured that everything was going to be okay. He knew when she needed that comforting touch, that little bit of tenderness. She closed her eyes as she sat on her bike.
He seemed to know her so well. He seemed to care about her. But did he? Did he really? Or was it all just for this mission? Just until the whole virus-comet thing was over. She stood up and swung her leg off the bike, and started walking towards the building.
She needed answers. But she just had no idea how she was ever going
to get them.
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The words echoed through his brain, and hazel eyes turned wide. He shook the hands off his shoulders. He had to have heard the other man wrong, "What?"
"Max broke up with the ordinary."
He blinked twice, and moved his head back and forth trying to take in the information. His brow crinkling in confusion, "When?"
"A day or two after you gave her the cure."
He closed his eyes and sat back hard on the bed. His brain was going a mile a minute trying to figure things out, trying to make sense of it all. Then he started laughing.
Mole looked at him like the man had finally lost it. "What's so funny?"
Alec shook his head. "Oh, don't tell me. She's back to the 'we aren't like that' phase."
"What?"
He laughed again, "You know the… 'we aren't dating' but yet they see each other all the time and screw like bunnies." He shook his head again, "Max can never admit when she is in a relationship with anyone."
Mole stared at him, and sighed. "It really does pain me to clear up your misunderstanding. But from what Intel I have. Her and the human haven't had any contact since she moved back to Terminal City."
That immediately brought his eyes back up to the reptilians. "What? What about the virus we sent out… for Cindy, Sketchy, Normal, and …" Mole just shook his head. "Logan didn't get it?"
"Not from Max or us."
His eyes stared off into the room, not focusing on anything, and then they returned to the man in front of him. "But she's been going out."
"Yeah."
"Where?"
"You didn't want to know." He got an evil look. "Some bars. Some dance clubs."
"With who?"
"Cindy, Sketchy. Normal even came out one night."
He was seriously having trouble comprehending it. Then his eyes hardened to the man in front of him, "How long have you known?"
"A little after she moved back here."
"Who told you?"
"Joshua."
Alec's eyes widened with anger, "Why didn't you TELL me?"
"We thought you knew."
"WE?" he said getting to his feet. "How many people know?"
"Everyone."
His fists tightened, "And no one thought they might want to inform me of this little piece of information? Talk to me about it?"
Mole pointed his cigar at him, "You NEVER wanted to talk about it."
Alec ran his hands through his hair, and he gripped it tightly trying not to pull it out. He had to get out. He had to get out of there before he exploded. He had no clue how to deal with this information. Because all it did was bring on more and more questions.
Why did she break up with Logan? Why didn't she tell him? Why was she back in Terminal City? Why had she changed so much? Why was she being nice to him? What had she meant when she stormed out earlier?
There were just too many whys. "I've gotta get out of here," was all
he said as he walked out of his apartment.
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Two feet hit hard metal, as a gust of wind greeted the visitor. Or was it more like a welcome home hug? They couldn't be sure as they walked around to that spot. The one they usually sat on, looking out over the city. The fabric of their pants doing little to protect the butt that was sitting on the cold metal surface. A slight chill ran up their spine.
The solitude made the questions more profound. It was supposed to make it easier to think, but it didn't seem to be working. Troubled eyes watched the last rays of the sun fizzle away, and then looked up into the dark night. The stars already coming out. *And more of those damn shooting stars.*
The body laid back on the slanted surface, one arm going behind their head. A sigh issued forth at the thought of that, *Damn comet.* It was coming. It was going to be there soon. Hopefully everything would work like it was supposed to. But things always seemed to go differently than planned.
Another sigh came out, and a fist pounded the metal beside them. Why
did everything have to be so complicated?
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"So is the comet still on schedule?"
Luke nodded from his computer as he rubbed his nose. "Yep."
"Good," Mole said as he looked at it through the telescope. It was much bigger now, and he could see much more of it. He then moved it, taking a quick look at the moon. Getting bored with that, he quickly punched in the coordinates of some of the places in Seattle.
Jam Pony was quieter than usual, but not a big surprise since they were working with half of the staff.
The military Headquarters had even less troops than usual because most of them were sick. If it wasn't for the transgenics themselves not being fully up to par he would have suggested a take over of the city. But knew that even if they could, the idea would never have flown far.
Then he viewed the Space Needle, "Well, well, well. That's where you went."
"Who?" Luke asked.
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Knuckles hit wood, again and again. Finally the door opened, but the visitor was greeted with a sneeze instead of a hello. "Bless you."
Cindy gave a smile to her friend, "Oh don't even give me that. At least this is almost over."
Max walked into the apartment behind her friend and shut the door. "How's Sketchy?"
"Oh, he's almost good as new." She sat down on the couch, pulling the blanket over her legs, "Well… as good as Sketchy can be."
She removed her coat and sat next to her, "Normal?"
OC save her a look, "Okay, what's wrong?"
"What? What do you mean what's wrong?"
"You're asking about Normal. What are you avoiding?"
Max sighed and leaned back on the couch, "Couldn't I just want to come over here and check on you? See how everyone was?" She caught Cindy's disbelieving looking out of the corner of her eye, and sighed again. "Am I that transparent?"
"Depends."
She turned her head towards her, "On?"
"What you're trying to hide, and whom you are hiding it from. And of course, who's looking."
Max gave her a confused look. "Huh?"
Cindy laughed, "Boo, just tell me what happened. What did the two of you fight about now?"
She was about ready to ask how she knew, but decided it wasn't even worth it. "I'm confused."
"Well, that's obvious. About what?"
"What he wants."
OC turned with her arm on the back of the couch, supporting her head on her fist. "So… let me see if I am understanding this correctly. You've finally figured out that you want the boy…"
Max's eyes widened, and she cut her off, "How did you…"
Cindy waved her hand, "Please Sugar… you just asked how transparent you were."
"You could have told me."
"Like you would have believed me," she said rolling her eyes.
She was right. Max sighed and looked up at the ceiling, "Okay… go on."
"But now you are confused because you don't know if he wants you back."
Her friend nodded in confirmation of her statement. "He keeps pushing me away, only to pull me back."
"Explain."
Max sat up on the couch, leaning her back on the armrest. "He keeps trying to get me away from him. To go out. To 'be happy.' Any time we get close… we touch… it starts to take a turn into something… more. He freezes up. He pulls away."
"I hear a but."
"But… Then he's always there for me. Cheering me up. Making me feel better. He got me a punching bag for crying out loud." Cindy gave a small snorting laugh at the comment. "And then he claimed it was a 'peace offering.' I mean… what the hell was that?"
"He knows right?"
"Knows what?"
"About Logan. You did tell him, right?"
Max sighed, "I didn't have too." She got a questioning look. "He already found out. I guess you can't keep a secret in Terminal City."
"Maybe he's upset that you didn't tell him."
She shook her head, "No. That's one thing that's changed. He's definitely letting me know when he's angry with me." She thought about it for a second, "Actually, he's never brought it up and neither have I."
Cindy sat there looking at her friend for a few minutes. Her brain trying to process the information she had just received with all the other data that she had gathered since she had met the subject in question. It simply was not computing. Because honestly, she had been surprised to find out that the two of them weren't all over each other after Max had gotten rid of that little complication in her life that was messing it up. That complication named Logan.
"Well?" Max asked impatiently, "I'm waiting for your words of wisdom."
"Honestly… I'm just as confused as you are."
Max threw her hand up in the air, "Oh great. Just perfect!"
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