It was well past dark by the time the two transgenics reached Blueville and after a not-so-friendly debate, they decided to stay somewhere overnight and go to the hospital in the morning. There were two reasons for this final decision, as Max had pointed out; visiting hours were probably over, and as neither wanted to admit, they were nervous.
The kind, if feeble, old lady at the Bed & Breakfast handed Max a key and smiled at them both, "Most folks come through here are early birds, breakfast's at seven."
Swinging their bags over their shoulders, the nervous couple walked up the stairs of the old Victorian house towards the room where they would be staying the night. Opening the door, Max was shocked out of her slight stupor of just being so close to finding her mother, when she noticed the one king bed. Pushing the door open wider, Max announced, "I call the bed."
Alec had to suppress a laugh, his eyes never leaving the bed, "Who's five now? You can't just call something."
Two duffle bags dropped on the hallway floor simultaneously and the carriers of said bags made a mad dash through the door, determined not to lose custody of the very comfy looking bed.
Max had got a head start and was just about there when Alec grabbed her by the waist and instead of pulling her back, ended up propelling the two forward. Their bodies hit the bed at exactly the same time, Max squirming to get out of Alec's grasp and find a way to say she had got there first. "Alec, GET OFF!"
"I think we have a tie," Alec replied smugly, not budging an inch from his position half on top of Max, half on the bed, because he was afraid he would topple onto the floor and lose his claim.
Craning her neck around to look at Alec, Max gave him an incredulous look, not ready to admit defeat quite yet. "Are you kidding me? There can't be a tie, Alec; we are NOT sharing a bed. NOW GET OFF!"
Patiently, Alec began to state his case, trying to inconspicuously move more on the bed so that there was no way he would fall on his butt and look like an idiot. "Look, Max, we both got here at the same time, hence we have a tie. And if you want me off," he changed tones to a more teasing one, "make me."
Max was silent for a moment as she considered this, as much as she didn't want to admit it, they did have a tie. Besides, being stomach down on a really soft feather Comforter? was not conducive to getting Alec to let the hell go of her. Quickly, Max flipped them over so that she was on top and Alec was balancing precariously on the edge of the bed. Grinning wickedly, she slipped out of his grip with a small wave. "Bad move."
Alec only had a second to realize what was happening before he had toppled over and was sprawled out on the floor, with a decidedly sore butt. Looking up at Max, who was rolling around on the bed in a fit of giggles, he gave his best puppy face and stated, "Now you've injured me, there's absolutely no way I can sleep on the couch in such condition… you have to share."
Going with her first instinct, Max stuck out her tongue; still fighting back laughter at both Alec falling off the bed and the innocent look he was giving her. "Lookie here, mister, I don't care if your butt hurts-"
However, true to Max's earlier assessments of Alec, he was never innocent, so while she was all high and mighty, he reached up and pulled her off the bed, effectively cutting off her speech. She landed with a thump beside him, making it hard for Alec not to laugh at her pouting look. "What can I say, when I was a kid I learned how to share, unlike some people."
It took Max a moment to consider the fact that they were both sprawled out on the floor with sore butts, and that their bags were still out in the hall where the door was wide open. Hopping up, Max rubbed her now sore ass, reached out her other hand to haul Alec up, and sighed. "Fine, we'll share, but you better not move one inch out of your side of the bed… I've been known to be violent in my sleep if my personal bubble is invaded. And you never mention that I stuck my tongue out at you."
Nodding, Alec mock-saluted Max and jogged back out to the hall to grab their bags. Max was forced to duck the bags that sailed right by where her head had been and onto the bed, and she glared angrily at a grinning Alec. He shrugged, walking back in and shutting the door, "I think we have a deal."