Hormones

By: lfbrox

Rating: R

Timeframe: A couple of month after Freak Nation. Logan can of course walk (still) and the virus is finally gone. Max and Logan are a couple J.

AN: I tried to update on Christmas, but sorry – didn't work out.  Thanks for the reviews. I hope you keep reading and keep reviewing. When I started writing fanfiction for Dark Angel I never dreamed in my wildest dreams, that we would still be this active 'years' after the show was cancelled. I'm in for the ride as long as people write and talk about dark angel. So here is your delayed little Christmas gift. Unwrap it and you will find….

Chapter 8:  Sky high in trouble

The back of the plane:

Exactly 28 minutes after they disappeared, Max and Logan emerged from the bathroom and sat back down in their seats. They looked a little flushed and they were still breathing a little harder than usually and their cloth still needed some adjustment. But after they were done, they figured they might as well get out and try to find out as much as they can, as they had no idea when 'it' was going to happen. And the simple fact that they also didn't know what that evil 'it' was made them a little nervous too.

So they recovered for a minute, put their cloth back on and hurried out. Logan immediately placed his laptop on his lap and booted it up. Max tried to fix her hair and looked in the direction where Clemente and his people were sitting. She intentionally looked over there trying to see if something funny and suspicious was going on. But to be honest, she knew Alec, Mole and Syl were staring at her and Logan. Mole with annoyance and disgust. Alec kinda looked sad and seemed more distant. Syl had a saucy grin plastered on her face looking from Max to Logan and back to Max, sensing how uncomfortable Max felt which just widened her grin. She just found it to be too cute.

But Max couldn't stare towards the front of the plane forever. Eventually she figured she had to look them in the eyes. So she turned towards them. She didn't feel like actually dealing with Mole right now. And she had no idea what Alecs' dealio was. So she just turned towards Syl, returned the grin for a second before glaring at here playfully.

"Just shut up sis." She said before Syl could even open her mouth.

"I did not say a word Maxie", Syl returned. "Whatever could I say? You go girl", then she turned to Logan who pretended to be engrossed in his computer work. But then again. It was Logan, so he probably didn't even pretend.

"And what are you working on so hard? Shouldn't you be sleepy?" Syl asked Logan with a grin. When Logan noticed, that he was spoken to he lifted his head a little and looked at Syl.

"Sorry. What did you say?" He muttered.

"Nothing Logan. You hit the jackpot there Maxie, didn't ya. Hard to exhaust", Syl said with a wink in Max direction. Logan looked a little lost. Did he miss something or did suddenly everybody talk in code.

"I told you to shut up Syl", Max warned Syl, who just grinned and turned to look at the screen of Logan's laptop.

Max watched as Logan tried to work on his computer without pulling up any info that looked suspicious to the eyes of the not so innocent bystanders – or by'lookers'. He couldn't really do anything without alerting them, that they knew something. So he just pulled up some files without really knowing what he was doing. But he hoped it would come to him sooner or later. And he desperately hoped it'll be sooner.

Then all of a sudden, Max jumped up from her seat and grabbed Logan's laptop from him. He looked up in confusion.

"Get up Logan", she ordered.

"Max", Logan said in a desperate voice. "Again?"

Max saw the shock on his face. So cute. She just grinned and shook her head.

"Sit in my seat Logan, I need to check something real quick." She said and sat down in his seat as he slumped down in hers, feeling a little relieved and a little stupid too. She may be in heat, but she was still Max. And even through some sex clouded moments she was still focused. So he sat there and relaxed a little more until he caught Max's eyes. She was trying to tell him something.

There. She did it again. But what does it mean? What does she want? He might be smart, intelligent and normally quick to pick up things – but he was no mind reader. Neither was Alec, but he also caught Max' look and knew, she wanted a few seconds where no one paid a lot of attention to what she was doing. Distraction. That's what she wanted. That's what she shall get.

He turned to Logan and punched him in the arm.

"Hey. What was that all about? Are you nuts" Logan yelped in surprise and rubbed his arm, where Alec had hit him hard. "What's your problem man?"

"You wanne know what my problem is?" Alec asked him back to win some time. "I tell you what my problem is." Syl looked a little confused and wanted to interfere, but Max laid a hand on her arm signaling her not to do anything. Mole sat up in his seat, crossed his arms in front of his chest and leaned back, finally starting to enjoy this trip a little.

All the attention was drawn to Alec and Logan. Just what Max wanted. She quickly pulled up a new, blank document, changed the font color to white and minimized the window. Then her hands started to fly over the keyboard. She typed fast while all the while looking at Alec and Logan, pretending to watch the argument with as much interest as the others did.

"We're on a mission here Logan. You can screw around with Max and her head, when you do your little hero thing at home. When all the lives that are at stake are yours and hers. Well, mostly hers I believe. But we're here as a team, and when just one soldier thinks of something other than the team and the mission, then that is bad. So would you mind to suppress your urges until we're back and safe? I don't want to risk my life because you could not get your sleazy hands of my sister." Alec spat at Logan. It all started out as a mission to distract everyone, but at the end, Alec had to admit, that he meant what he said. He knew Max was in heat, and he knew, that Logan was just there to help her through it, but still. He was kinda pissed at Logan and finally had a chance to free his anger.

Mole sat there and nodded in agreement. Syl wanted to say something, but decided not to. So it was just Logan to defend himself.

"What has gotten into you, Alec? Out of everybody in this plane you should know best what it feels like. Right? Aren't you the poster boy of your little club? Weren't you the one to 'oh so selflessly' volunteer to go on that first trip to the "all-inclusive-penthouse"? Aren't you the one who wanted to risk the safety of all of Terminal City by brining in some 'company'? Or trying to get guys out to some neighborhood bar, where you used to pick up your newest girls. Am I not right Alec? Now please. Would you repeat what you said before, or can we just sit back and relax a little more until we're in Canada." Logan finished.

"Do you accuse me of screwing all over town without even a tiniest bit of a conscience or responsibility", Alec replied, angry now. Okay, he accused Logan of screwing with Max head and not considers anybody else but himself, but that was kinda appropriate after that bathroom number.

Max was finished with typing and listened to the conversation now with the same interest as anyone else. She certainly did not think her little distraction mission could turn into a serious fight. And such an interesting fight even.

"Conscience? Responsibility? I'm sorry Alec. I really think you are a nice guy and have more sense of what is wrong and right than most of the people in TC might think you are capable of. But without Sam, Sketchy and me you would have clearly done something more on the wrong and totally idiotic side. Now wouldn't you agree Alec?" Logan stated in a calm voice that made Alec's rage rise a few notches.

"God you have no idea Logan, have you?" Alec yelled and got up from his seat. "I didn't even sleep with that fucking hooker. I told her….", after realizing what he just said, Alec shut up and sat back down. He slipped – big time. He swore never to tell a soul that he did not fuck her. He even paid her 100% of the money, just so she would shut up about it. And now his fucking anger makes him yell it out in front of everybody. Everybody who he didn't want it to hear.

"What are you saying Alec?" Logan asked. "What did you tell her?"

"Forget it Logan. Forget I mentioned it." Alec said and stared out of the window into the dark. For him, this conversation was over, and he wanted everyone to be clear about that.

"Alec?", Max asked in a quiet voice.

"I said forget it. This conversation is over. Just….forget it." With that he crossed his hands in front of his chest, leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes.

Logan just looked over at Mole, who stared at Alec in disbelieve. Alec had spent 3 whole days bragging about how hard he gave it to that hooker and how she begged him for a break. And now he tells them, that he didn't even touch that girl at all. What a pathetic looser.

Max looked at Logan with confusion, but soon focused on the fact, that that little fight was meant to distract everyone who was listening. And it worked. Slowly she turned the screen a little more towards Syl and nudged her in the arm with her elbow.

"What?" Syl asked and looked at the screen. She saw about 5 different windows open and was not sure which one Max wanted her to look at. Max pointed to the one in the upper left corner. An article about Seattle and the transgenics. But Syl noticed, that while Max was pointing at that article, she was looking at the small blank window next to the window with the article. Syl focused her vision on the blank sheet and with her enhanced vision, she was able to make out the text Max had typed – invisible for the human and the nomlies eyes.

Syl read the text quickly. Then she kicked Alec and shoved the laptop on his lap. He tried to push her away, but Syl insisted that Alec had to read that article. Alec got the hint, and began to read. After a few seconds he closed the laptop and looked up.

"Oh boy", was all he could say, and everybody but Mole slightly nodded their heads.

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The warehouse - outside of Seattle:

"Are they all going fucking crazy? What is this: Highschool? I thought we are up against some tough as nails soldiers who could easily take out an army without breaking a sweat. But what is this shit? Making out in the bathroom, teasing sibling behavior, fights about who sleeps with whom? You gotta be kidding me?" Grand screamed after watching the scene.

"That is their biggest weakness. And our biggest risk. I hope it's not too late yet. We need to move quickly. Get me 452. We cannot afford to loose time", Renfro rasped from the back, surprising everyone. Then she looked at the screen in disgust, "Not after this."

"You heard her soldiers. Get 452 after the plane lands, we worry about the others later." Grand yelled and watched his soldiers disappear into the weapon room to get 'loaded'. Then he turned to Renfro, who still sat in her wheelchair – well, it was more of a power-scooter – in the back of the room, watching the group from Terminal City sit there, exchanging glances – but nothing more.

"Director Renfro", Grand started carefully, "May I ask what the rush here is? Why not stick with the plan? We capture 452 on their way back and then blow up the plane. We might be asking for trouble here. They are supposed to report back to the Seattle police and governor as soon as they have landed and sat down for the negotiations. They might get suspicious in Seattle. Why the rush?" Grand blurted out, unable to hold back his concern.

"We cannot wait any longer. I have waited too long for this. I don't want to see one human destroying everything me and my people worked for over centuries. I want her now." Renfro answered in a distant and even thoughtful manner before returning back to her

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A small airport near Vancouver:

"Position yourself soldiers", Grand ordered and the 15 soldiers in camouflage and heavily armed jumped out of the SUV and disappeared into the night and surrounding bushes. Then Grand ordered the SUV to drive to a little hangar, so it could not be seen from the approaching plane. He checked with is men to make sure they were all positioned right and were ready and the transmission worked. Then he checked in with the headquarters.

"Grand here. Soldiers positioned and in alert. Over." He spoke in his walky-talky.

"Roger", Victor answered from the headquarters. "Nothing new inside the plane. They all just sit and glare at each other. Over."

"Very good", Grand smiled. "Looks like they took care of the distraction themselves. What did the little needy-greedy one say in the bathroom? Manticore would be so disappointed? Not at all sugar. Keep those hips rolling." He said with an even more sarcastic laugh. Victor and some of the guys joined him in that laughter. Max, or 452 as they called her at the headquarters, had a hot body. Add to it, that she was needy and talked dirty and you had yourself a whole bunch of soldier boys that felt a little greedy themselves.

No one paid attention to what was said in the scene in the bathroom. Not even Grand, who should know better. But all in all, the scene was hot and everybody but Renfro was only paying attention to Max – ahm, 452. One of the soldiers dared to call her Max, after he figured to be much more familiar with her after seeing her naked, and Renfro snapped and yelled at him.

So they all sat in the bushes, eager to get their hands on 452 and maybe pat the civilian's – Logan's – back in recognition. The plane was scheduled to land in 30 minutes.

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The back of the plane:

The 5 of them sat in silence. Alec was pissed at himself for letting his secret slip out. Mole just sat there huffing and puffing but not saying a word. Alec, his only ally on this trip turned out to be a pathetic looser. Besides. Mole was the only one not knowing of the trouble they supposedly were in. He had no enhanced sight to read the laptop document, and no one really liked him too much as to give him the same bathroom version Max gave Logan. Speaking of which. Logan was still thinking about the fight Alec, he thought about a plan how to get out of this situation too– but just a little bit. His primary thought was, that he might be in trouble soon the way Max was eying him.

And true. Max didn't think about the big bad evil either. Of course she tried to, but every time she had an idea of how to deal with this mess, in the vision of fighting the bad evil Logan appeared. Shirtless most of the time. And then of course he had to sit right in front of her. Looking yummier by the second the way he nervously shifted around in his seat. Does he know what she is thinking? Of course he does. He could read her like a book.

Syl seemed to be the only one who was wrecking her brain trying to come up with a plan on how to figure out what was wrong. She looked around and saw that there was not a lot of thinking going on in her teams' heads. So she turned towards Max who sat in the seat next to her, just in time to see her giving Logan a saucy grin. That was enough. As cute as those to were. They sill had a mission. She shoved her elbow hard and fast into Max' ribcage and gave her a stern look.

"Gutter", was all Syl could say before turning her attention to Alec who snapped out of his musing after a hard kick from her. He yelped in surprise and passed the kick on to Logan who just turned to him and hissed "was that really necessary Alec. I got it, I got it."

Satisfied that they were all thinking – except for Mole who was still clueless, but picked up that something was wrong – Max took over command again and searched everybody's eyes for a sign of a plan. She lingered a little longer on Logan's baby blues and was rewarded with another elbow in her ribs by her lovely sister.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Stop doing that Syl", Max answered annoyed.

Syl was just about to say something, when she and Max saw Alec and Logan tense across from them and sat up a little more. They turned their heads to see what was going on and saw Clemente approaching them.

TBC

AN: Merry, merry delayed Christmas everyone. Hope you liked it. Hopefully next month, when I'm on a trip for a few weeks I have a lot of time and muse to write some more. Or maybe you get another update even before this year is over. Who knows? I doubt it though. But I try. Have a happy new year everybody. Let's make the next one as good as this one. Or maybe even a little better. Love.

Lfbrox