Groaning, Alec clacked away at the keyboard at an inhumane pace for a few more minutes, before leaning over to scribble names on his piece of paper, never taking his eyes off of the ever-changing programming. After his last little adventure into their database, Manticore had certainly jacked up security. "That's ninety down, only sixteen more to go…"
Despite his best efforts to stop it, a yawn snuck up on the transgenic, causing him to blink for a fraction of a second. When he looked up again, the screen was blank. Not in the, oops, the program closed, blank, but in the everything's gone type of blank. Shit, "Shit!"
Turning at the other man's frustrated exclamation, Logan walked out of the kitchen and over to the computer, looking over Alec's shoulder, and seeing… Nothing… "Alec, what happened? Please tell me you got something on the virus?"
Rolling his eyes, Alec shook his head. A few hours before when he had first started this seemingly endless quest to match mothers with transgenics, Logan had come in; right about the time Max had left to get in touch with as many of her siblings as she could.
Without any preamble, Logan had requested that since Alec was using his computer and his resources, he should attempt to locate the virus cure. Alec hadn't given it a second thought until now. The opportunity was too good for the transgenic to resist. "Log, my man, I hate to break it to you. But it's all gone. Poof. Thanks a fucking lot, Manticore."
Without giving Alec a chance to explain further, Logan pushed the transgenic out of the way and stared at the blank computer screen in horror. Trying everything he could think of and typing in many codes, the screen still remained the same pitch black. "Tell me that wasn't what I think it was."
Shrugging unconcernedly, Alec stood from the computer chair he had been using and put his hands in his pocket, snatching up his piece of paper before Logan could see it. Serves him right for being such a pushy bastard this morning and then giving Max and I all this work. "What can I say, Manticore jacked up security and erased the database. It's gone."
"Did you take notes? Give us something to work on?" At the downcast and slightly sheepish look that Logan received, he jumped towards Alec, exploding, "You didn't take NOTES!?"
Refusing to back away, Alec stood his ground, crossing his arms over his chest in a motion that unconsciously echoed a pissed off Max, and glaring at the approaching human. "You're looking a tad bit aggressive there, Log. I get that, really, I do. But if you come any closer to me, I will break you." He paused, considering this statement, "Worse, I mean, than you're broken now."
Stopping where he was, instead of losing the murderous glint in his eyes, Logan decided it was best for him to be clear on exactly what Alec had done. Oh God, what if he really did and… he couldn't let his mind stay on that track, so instead he asked, "You hacked into the information about the cure, and got it deleted by Manticore security."
Tilting his head to the side slightly, Alec shrugged again, eyes sparkling with mischief that Logan couldn't see or didn't notice. Finally uncrossing his arms, the transgenic answered in a steady voice, "Yeah, that's pretty much it. Like I said, sorry about that, rough break." Moving towards the door, Alec called back, "I think maybe I should go now, let you calm down a bit."
With a deep roar, Logan used all his speed from the exoskeleton and charged at Alec's retreating back, screaming, "Come back here you little asshole!"
Turning around just in time to avoid being tackled, Alec jumped back and put his hands up, effectively putting enough distance between him and the other man that he could stop Logan's charge instead of throwing him backwards like normal. "Look, I'm sorry okay. But don't do that again, this was your last warning." He then turned and walked out, of the apartment, trying to hide the laugh that wanted to sneak out.
After staring out the open door for more than a few moments, Logan finally broke down into tears. Slinking back to his couch, he managed to find his phone and dial, sinking down into the chair. The phone rang once, twice, and… "Hello?"
Sobbing freely now, Logan managed to get himself calmed enough to answer, "Max, it's Logan… there's been a problem," he realized that he sounded pathetic, but there was nothing he could do, it felt as though his every hope was dying.
At the other end of the line there was silence for a moment, than after the pause had been allowed to stretch out and Max could clearly make out the sounds of Logan crying, she spoke, shakily. "Oh my God, is it Alec…" When Logan didn't answer, she continued, "He's okay, right?"