In Alec's apartment

"Hey Alec, hand over your phone, I wanna call Cin don't want her worrying, cos she will kick my ass, transgenic or not"

"Really" he licked his lips "I think I would love to see that, would mud be involved?" He tensed waiting for the expected punch in the shoulder, when it didn't come he looked up, only to find a very disconcerting sight, Max grinning at him, "What do you think she'd do to you?" His confused expression quickly evaporated into one of panic. He eagerly thrust the phone at her, "On second thought we don't want to worry her"

"Yeah OC I'll probably crash at Alec's so don't worry If I'm not home…there won't be any details" she protested, "…later boo". She shut the phone only to hear it beep again as a text message arrived, glancing down she saw the name Stacy written over a picture of a woman all blonde hair and boobs. At just that moment Alec walked into the room, "So what film do you want to watch, or should we just forget that and go straight to the sex part of the evening?" Alec smirked. "In your dreams pretty boy, anyway isn't that what the skank is for?" She waved the phone in front of him, careful to keep it just out of arms length. "Pass it over Max" he warned, stepping forward to grab it out of her hand, "Where are your manners Alec, anyway I wanna read the message" She grinned as she danced out of the way, "I'm warning you Max, don't make me come over there and get it" "Oh, just try it pretty boy, lets see what you got" she taunted. Without warning he lunged at her and she could do nothing to stop it as they went tumbling over the sofa and on to the floor, the phone lying neglected a few feet away where Max had dropped it. Alec found he couldn't quite remember what they had been fighting about as he lay partially on top of Max, his mouth inches from hers. She looks so beautiful he thought, her face slightly flushed from the tussle. And then before he knew what had happened, he was on his back, somehow Max had reversed the positions. She grinned down at him and he felt warmth rush down his body, "I win, and you know what that means" she murmured as she leant in until their foreheads were almost touching "what" he breathed, just waiting for the divine moment when her beautiful lips would touch his "I get to pick the film" and with that she jumped up and walked into the kitchen "where's this popcorn you promised me?" she called over her shoulder. He lay there stunned for what felt like hours but in reality was probably only about 7 seconds, before it registered that she'd asked him a question, "cupboard over the sink" he finally managed to call out.

Hours later and sitting on the couch, Max's legs had migrated to Alec's lap, as they lay sprawled across the sofa. After much deliberation Max had finally selected The Bourne identity and Supremacy to watch. She had also found Glitter in his collection and just could not wait to tell Sketchy and OC, in front of hopefully as big an audience of jam pony employees as humanly possible. She giggled just thinking about it, "did you just giggle Max, I didn't think that kind of thing was humanly possible for someone as big of a bitch as you" "What did you just call me?" "You heard me b-i-t-c-h" "huh" she grunted, revenge she thought, was definitely necessary, as she threw the bowl of popcorn at him. He dodged it easily and within seconds was tickling her feet mercilessly, "noooooooo…Alec…stop…stop…ahhh" she gasped before finally twisting out of his grasp and sitting up next to him. "what no come back? Max I expected better of you" "oh I've got something in mind" she replied mysteriously, thinking of the Glitter.

They carried on watching the film, before eventually drifting off to sleep, Max unconsciously seeking comfort in Alec's embrace. They slept peacefully until they were woken by front door opening, and a slow "oh my god" from the intruder, Logan

A/N Jracklesfan77, suenooneus, carebear369369, angelofdarkness, you guys absolutely rock, I had a crap day at college and coming home to find reviews was great. (oh and jrackles, I am a HUGE fan).