Author's note : Well this is my first fic in english, obviously, it's not my mother tongue. I'm from a little big island called Madagascar. So i wanted to apologize for my bad, very bad english.

Then, about the story, the pairing will obviously, MA!!!

No Logan bashin, well maybe just a little bit.

And please, review !!!!

Chap 2 : Living freely???

"Hello Max" greeted Lydecker.

"I thought you were dead", she simply said.

"Well, as you can see : i'm not."

It took her a few seconds to process the information.

"What do you want Deck?"

"Help."

"Really?"

She had learn by now, not to trust good old Deck.

"And how could you help us?"

"You want to be granted citizenship, and the right to live freely among us."

"So?"

"I can make it happen. Thanks to the comittee." He informed

"What's the trick this time Deck?"

"The US government needs you. To fight the familiars.We know about Sandeman and the cult."

"So?"

"You will all be granted citizenship if you fight them with us."

"There's more to it than you say Deck. Come on, i don't have all night."

"I know there is something special in you. Not that you weren't special for me..."

"Spare me please!"

Lydecker sighed.

"The runes have appeared, didn't they?"

That caught her attention.

"Where did you get that information Deck?"

"Like i said, i wanna help."

"What's the deal?" She asked.

"You will remain soldiers. But you cannot stay in Terminal City."

"And where would we go?"

"Wyoming, Gillette."

A chill ran down her spine.

"For those of you who already had lives before this siege, you can go back to your former live. Of course, you will have a handler. But you will still be alive and free, right? People are mostly afraid of the nomalies, the transhumans."

Joshua groaned.

"There is no way we will return to Manticore!" Declared 452.

"Think about it, Max."

His voice was soft as if he wanted to convince his 5 years old daughter to eat vegetables.

"It's empty since you and your siblings escaped. And there's plenty of place for all of you."

"What's in it or you?"

"More power. I'll have an army of powerful soldiers under my command."

Max laughed nervously.

"We'll think about it, Deck. Contact us, tomorrow night, same hour."

She turned to face her TC crew.

"So what do you all think of that?" She asked cautionously.

"I don't trust him", said Alec.

"That's a given", replied Max. "None of us does!"

"So you're implying we should accept the deal?" said Mole.

"No, i am not. I don't want us to be separated. Either, we all get lives, either none of us does. Personally, i'll die free, or fighting to be free."

"Still, you want us to consider the offer", said Legde.

"Yes", she muttered. "Get everybody in the mess hall, now! They'll decide."

They understood that they were all dismissed.

Three hours later, she had explained the situation to her people. And after one hour, it had been settled that they would accept the deal if they were allowed to stay in Terminal City.

"So, have you decided, Max?"

"My people want to live free, and to be considered your equal."

Alec would have liked to say superior to you, but instead he bit his tongue and grinned. It wasn't the moment for a smart alec comment.

"You accept the deal then?"

"We have some conditions though."

"Conditions?"

"We don't want to be separate. We don't any distinction between the X series and the transhumans."

"That means?"

"We won't leave Terminal City. Anyway, you don't need this area for obvious reasons and we want to stay here. So what do you do Deck? You know you need us, right? Heard a rumour downtown about the reds coming for some of your kids, and the Chinese too. Not that we can't handle them but, with..."

"Deal, then."

One week later, all transgenics got to live their own lives in Terminal City. No siege, no soldiers, no policemen. But one problem : Lydecker.

Terminal City and its inhabitants were under his command. They were as free as soldiers in a military compound. They were still obeying. At least, he didn't abuse of his new found authority. And Max, as the elected responsible of the relationship between TC and the US government got to control all his decisions. Well, she didn't have the right to deny it but at least she always knew what Lydecker wanted from them and the "TC crew" remained functional.

She was back to her strange little life.