A/N: Hey, thanks to Babyangel86 and Alana84 for reviewing. Glad you liked it. This is kind of an M/A fic, but i will eventually do a M/L fic too (lil sis loves Logan). Hope this chappie is ok, i'll write the next one soon!
Fever: Soldier With A Sickness
The warmth rushed through her body in soft cascading ripples, soothing and easing out the knots caught up in the muscles of her tired body. Leaning her arms out against the tiles Max tilted her head up, allowing the roaming waters to rush down her face and through her long dark hair.
Swooping her hands up from the wall to the dark locks rolling over her shoulders, she turned from the showerhead and tipped her head back again, rinsing away what was left of the shampoo. 'Tired…bed…sleep…' She thought through a yawn. Her shark DNA was of no use right now because besides her body aching, her mind did too and painfully.
A sudden loud clanking broke her from the relaxing shower. "Alec" She muttered dismissively. 'Rooting through my cupboards again…stealing my food…' Normally she would have flown into a flying rage, grabbed her robe, shot into the kitchen and screamed the hell out of him for raiding her kitchen again without asking. But today, 'Whatever…' she really was just too tired to yell at him.
Lazily turning the shower off, and stepping out onto the cold bathroom floor, Max grabbed the nearest and biggest towel wrapping herself into it before pulling open the door and padded into the kitchen behind a busy looking Alec.
"Feelin' any better Maxie?" He queried, not turning to face her from whatever activity he was up to. When he didn't get a reply he looked over his shoulder to find her curled up on the sofa staring at the floor. "Max…?" Leaving the food he was cooking to warm gently on the stove, he quietly moved from behind the counter towards her, and kneeled on the floor resting a hand on her shoulder while his other checked her temperature. "Well, you've still got one hell of a temperature. Think you can eat somethin'?" Slipping his hand to cup her cheek, he tipped his head down slightly, trying to divert her gaze from the floor.
Slowly, her eyes drifted to his and she stared frowning slightly having missed his words. "W-what…?" A smile broke his worried features.
"Are ya hungry?" She looked at him before a weary smile curved her mouth.
"I thought you were stealin' my food again." A light laugh escaped her mouth and she poked him the shoulder. "But I guess not…what's cookin'?" Rising from his position on the floor, Alec headed back behind the counter and stirred the contents of a pan, turned the heat off and began emptying the food onto two plates carefully. Pulling open a draw, grabbing two forks and closing it, he pulled open a cupboard overhead and snatched a bottle of ketchup securing it under his arm as he lifted the two plates and carried them over to Max.
"Scrambled eggs on toast and you better like it." He grinned as she sat up and took a plate with a smile.
"Didn't know you could cook." She teased as she took a small mouthful. "Thanks." He looked up at her from his crossed legged seat on the floor and nodded smiling as he ate hurriedly. Raising a brow she looked at him quizzically and feeling her look he swallowed his mouthful while squeezing some ketchup onto his food before offering her some to which she shook her head and carried on eating, watching him rush.
"What? I'm s'posed to be at work Maxie. Gotta hurry, 'bip, bip, bip' and all that." He grinned and she shook her head as he stuffed the last of his toast into his mouth. Jumping up he walked back to the kitchen and dropped his plate in the sink replacing the ketchup in the cupboard, and grabbing a cloth, washed the plate thoroughly in the warm water, placing it to dry on the side. Turning to look over the counter he watched as Max finished the last of her meal and lift herself from her seat to walk slowly and dizzily to the kitchen after him. "Hey, you be alright on your own?" She slipped her plate into the sink and leaned her back against the counter sighing as she wrapped one arm tightly around the towel covering her and ran the other hand through her damp hair.
"Yeah…OC'll drop around during her shift anyway. I'll be fine." She finished with a yawn as Alec washed her plate and placed it with the others on the side.
"You sure?" He asked resting a hand on her arm. Nodding, Max stifled another yawn and he stepped around the counter to grab his jacket from the sofa, shrugging it on and walking back over to her. "I'll come back over after my shift, see how you're doin, ' kay." She nodded and grabbed a glass from next to the plates, filling it up from a bottle on the side, and took a sip of the water before setting it next to the plates again.
"Don't know why I'm so tired." She mumbled annoyed. Alec smiled and pulled his bike resting from the side of the kitchen counter.
"Probably your body catchin' up with all this non sleepin' and thieving lifestyle of yours." He grinned; chuckling at the glare she shot his way and pulling her into a half hug, he felt her tense slightly letting go with a sigh. "It'll probably fade by the end of the day, just relax Maxie, you've got the whole day to yourself!" Winking he pulled the chain from the front door and opened it dragging his bike in tow. "Take it easy girly, laters."
Smiling Max gave a small nod and a wave as she closed the door behind him and locked it. 'Bed…sleep…' Her mind cried as she headed for her room and dropped onto the comfy mattress, not caring if her hair was still damp.
Max felt someone jolting her roughly from her unusually peaceful slumber. "Boo, please wake up…Max! MAX!" OC's voice was close and she felt a soft hands grab her by the shoulders shaking her. Snapping her eyes open, Max attempted to sit up but instead felt her body slam back down into the mattress and a yelp squeaked from her mouth. "It's okay, it's okay Max…" OC's voice was soothing and Max realised that her roommate wasn't shaking her at all. As it dawned on her, she curled up into a ball on the bed and let out a soft cry. 'How the hell can this be happening' She screamed in her head. After Manticore had recaptured her, there had been no more seizures, so she had figured that they were gone.
"Guess not…bastards" She mumbled through the tremors. OC rushed to the kitchen and returned with a glass of milk.
"Here, sit up boo, c'mon…it'll be aight c'mon." Helping her friend sit up on the edge of the bed, OC cautiously gave her the drink and watched as Max downed the whole thing in one go. "I thought you didn't get these…seizures, anymore boo."
"So did I." Max muttered loud enough for the African-American to hear. The tremors began to subside slightly and she closed her eyes with a frown creasing her face. A dip in the mattress behind her made her open her eyes to look over her shoulder.
"Hey, go to sleep, c'mon…we'll beat this bitch." OC lay down behind Max and wrapped her arms around the shivering transgenic, in hope of warming up the suddenly freezing girl.
Max relaxed and allowed herself to drift in her friends arms as the tremors faded away. "Thanks OC…" She whispered.
"Shh…s'ok boo." Cindy whispered back, realising that maybe later she should call Logan and ask him about the Tryptophan.
Sitting across the room from Max, Alec leaned back on the sofa and contemplated the new development that Max had told him about a moment ago. She sat on a stool at the counter separating the kitchen from the living space. "So maybe the fever was just a warning sign of the seizure then." He looked at her curiously.
"No, I never had fever's before…but then I haven't had a seizure in so long so…maybe it was." Max looked at him and shrugged, noting how good he smelled today. 'What...no, that's Alec…but he does smell kinda nice, must be a new cologne. NO!" She mentally smacked herself and averted her gaze from him, to the floor.
"You okay?" Her eyes shot to his and she nodded. "Well as long as you're alright now eh Maxie." He grinned. 'Cute when he does that…' She smiled in thought tracing his lips with her eyes as she took a sip of her water. 'WHAT! Hell no…!' She yelped in thought again almost choking on her water and frowned. Alec passed her a puzzled glance. "Max…"
"Yuh huh…" she muttered half listening, half staring at his shirt and wondering what lay beneath it, an urge to tear it away appealed teasingly.
"Why are you staring at me…like, that…" Slowly her eyes met his.
"Why, does it bother you?" She heard herself say in an unusually soft and subtle tone. Alec moved uncomfortably in his seat not breaking eye contact with her.
"Uh…. kinda." He stuttered noticing the way she had began to lick her lips while staring at him…longingly? In a heartbeat he shot up from his seat eyes wide with surprise. "You're in heat! Oh my crap-I am outta here." He yelled bailing for the door, but before he could reach it Max was blocking his way and a wave of pheromones washed over his senses instantly. They were inches apart. Only one thing on their minds… "No…no, no, no, no, no Max…" He tried to snap out of it but his senses were overloading with her scent and those big beautiful brown eyes of hers were sending shivers up each notch in his spine. Feeling her hands suddenly tracings the muscles over his stomach, her mouth millimetres from his, a low growl escaped his throat and the feral glint in his eyes mirrored that of Max's. A seductive and wanting smile curled her lips upwards. She wanted him and he couldn't resist. The feline side of him overcame the human and he was just as uncontrollable as she.
"Boo, where's my razor?" OC's mouth dropped agape at the image in front of her as she stood in the bathroom doorway. "What the hell? Max. Alec? Hey!" Leaning over the counter Original Cindy grabbed a pan and bashed Alec over the head with it before turning to Max and slapping her across the face. "Boo! What the hell is wrong with you girl?" Max's eyes snapped open.
"Oh no…" Sitting bolt up right she swung her legs over the bed and grabbed a tank top and her jeans, rushing for her bedroom door. "Cindy!"
A/N: Soo, i'll try and update soon-but i've still gotta update my Tekken fic yet! Hope it was good! AnGeL