1 Chapter 12

Max's woke in a hospital, she knew right away were she was. A tube was sticking out of her skin. She looked to her side and found Logan sitting on one of the chairs, reading the news paper. She saw the headline. It was about the attack on the base.

Logan put his news paper down and looked at Max. He saw that look in her eyes, she was worried about something.

"Hey Max." He said sweetly.

"Logan…where's Alec." Logan cringed inside. How he hated that stupid transgenic, and he knew that Max loved him. He also knew that Alec was good as dead. "I'm sorry Max, he didn't make it." He said with sadness in his eyes.

The tears came, they spilled over. Logan felt bad…'cause he couldn't hold her. But he felt nothing for his little lie, which would probably become true in the next few hours. Finally, that little nuisance was now out of his way and he could have Max to himself.



Max felt as if the life had been pulled out of her, she recalled her love making to Alec the night before, the best night of her hole life, she knew she would never forget even one detail of that night, that most precious night. She pulled back and turned towards Logan again, "Please leave." She said simply, she just didn't want to see his face, she saw the horrified look come into his face and wanted to hit him, but in the end he left the room. She then let herself cry unlike she had ever cried before. She had lost the most important person in her life and she had only had one night of him to herself.

She recalled when she had first seen him, she had mistaken him for Ben, stupid mistake, cause Ben and Alec were nothing alike. She remembered his smirk, his handsome grin, his beautiful smile. She remembered his eyes…those dreamy eyes. The tears kept on coming…and did so for a long time.

But little did she know that Alec had left a little bit of himself…in her. Deep down inside her, he still lived. A part of him still lived and that would be what Max would live for, that little part of himself that he had left behind. A gift of god.



***

They brought him and two other transgenics to Washington D.C. For what? To train soldiers. The normal kind. After the incident at the base in Seattle almost three weeks ago, the government had come to a conclusion. These people that had been created in a Lab…they still had soles. So, one of the FBI agents had picked three transgenics and shipped them to D.C., the others would be of other use.

Alec didn't care, hell, he didn't even FEEL anymore. At first, he had heard Blade talk to him in his head, telling him to respond…he hadn't, and now, they were to far apart. The last words Alec heard of Blade was, "Don't let them take you from me again." Well, all the good that had done, because he was now some odd thousand miles away. The agent who was responsible for him and only him was named Walker, Ryan Walker. He was a decent guy, but Alec never let it on and it drove Walker crazy, considering the fact that he had to be within eye contact of X5 494.

Ryan was your natural after the pulse bread guy, but he was really smart and strong…for a normal dude. But he had this humour that just didn't go together with his job. He had a grin that just drove every body crazy. Alec could only relate, because that is how he had once been. For two weeks he stayed at Walker's house. He didn't do anything, then one day, Walker walked in and said; "Enough laying around 494. You sorry ass, I'm sick and tired of you and now your gona start doing what you were brought here to do!" Of course, Alec had only raised an eyebrow. He felt the urge to be the smartalek that he was. God, this guy could really drive him out of his depression. He realised then, that Walker had not once referred to him as Alec, probably because Alec had not once spoken to him. Not once. He would nod his head when Walker told him something. He had not once showed any sign of disobeying orders. Frankly, he just did not care.

Alec was starting to have enough to. Yes, he had lost Max…forever. But he had a duty to Max and that duty was to go on with his life. True, he would never love anyone again like he did Max. But he had to go on. So, he did what Walker was sure would never happen. "Would you stuff it with your damn 494 shit!"

Ryan, not expecting this at all, backed away abruptly, he had come to the conclusion that they had not aloud talking at Manticore of whatever. Shit, it scared him, this guy talked as if he had been doing it his hole life…and he had a damn temper on top of that. "Well, fuck, smart ass, if you had didn't want me to call you by your fucking barcode, ya should'a told me weeks ago!"

Alec let go there and then, he knew it then, Ryan had been excellent therapy for him, give him a humorous kind a guy and you just got an other one. Alec jumped off the couch and stood nose to nose with Ryan. "Look Mr. FBI agent! My name's Alec and what the FUCK am I doing here?"

Ryan, furious that this guy, this guy they said was a killing machine, (which Ryan doubted very much) had actually dissed him. Shot back with enough venom to make any man crack, everyman other then Alec that is. "I've been wondering the same Fucking thing…Alec…what the hell kind of name is that?!"

Alec felt every muscle in his body go stiff as someone brought back memories that had Max entangled in them.

Ryan saw it and almost backed away as the strong emotion came into Alec's eyes, briefly, but long enough for him to see it. "Look, let's not start off on a bad foot, alright, because we have to stay together for 6 months. And let me tell ya. I have no interest what so ever to stay with someone that wants my blood." Ryan said sincerely.

Alec sat back down, pondered for a minute and then looked back into Ryan's face. "Okay, now can you tell me why I'm here?"

Ryan was as confused in that as Alec was. He had been told that this guy, who didn't look older then 24, was suppose to teach a bunch of the top soldiers in the US how to fight. "They told me you were suppose to teach some soldiers how to fight." Alec didn't look all that surprised when Ryan told him that. Figures he thought.



***

So, like Ryan had told him, he was brought to the underground Pentagon (built after the pulse, after being destroyed in 2009). He was led into a room where he could put on some fatigues. At first, Alec just stood there, hell, it had been a year since he had worn military attire. He slipped the pants on and then just left the shirt on the bench. He went out of the room and came face to face with Ryan again. Ryan quickly observed the scars that marked Alec's body. Obviously he had been shot a couple times. Ryan concluded. He wondered about that, but dismissed it. He was real anxious to see what was going to happen.

They walked into a gym were all the soldiers were waiting, they all gawked as they saw the very young men walk in. Yes, he was built, very nicely built. But compared to the guys that stood before him, some weighing over 275 pounds, while Alec weighed a mere 175lb. Of course, one of the big soldiers made a smart ass remark. "Hey sissy boy. Hey look guys, its prince charming."

Alec didn't even flinch, hell what was he expecting. He even knew that Ryan doubted his ability. Well, he would show them…it time, when it came necessary…