Chapter 3: Anxiety
Marc heard and saw the flash through the door and quickly ran over. He opened the door to find Lexa on the ground. He bent down to her to see if she was alright, "What the hell happened?"
He helped her up as she caught her breath, "Okay, now I'm freaked." She rubbed her shoulder and winced.
"You alright? Want Beckett to take a look at that?" Marc walked her in to the bed and sat her down, seeing as how she was still breathing heavily.
Lexa grinned, "Nah, nothing a good massage can't cure. Just got the wind knocked out of me, I'll be fine."
Marc happily obliged with her request and sat down next to her. Lexa was wearing a spaghetti strap tank, so he slid the strap off her left shoulder and gently began the massage. "Alright, fresh air my ass. What were you doing out there?"
His touch immediately eased Lexa into a trace, so his question didn't upset her. She thought for a moment and then finally spoke, "I don't know, I really don't know. It's like an addiction, I just can't stop. I just feel like I have all this power, and I have to use it. And yet, I have all this power, but I'm powerless to do anything about it."
Marc stopped rubbing her shoulder and pulled her back into him. She rested her head on his shoulder while he put his arms around her. "Well, we'll figure it out." He squeezed her body into his as he kissed her. "First thing in the morning we'll go see Beckett, right now though, you should get some sleep." They leaned back and pulled the sheets up.
Lexa sighed and sat up slightly. "Sleep? I can't stop thinking about it, it's like a drug, there's no way I can…" She was stopped by a kiss and the feel of a hand on her thigh. Marc knew she just needed a distraction, and lucky for him, she was more addicted to him than her powers. They rolled around the bed for a bit, lips never parting, hands feeling up each others skin. But as much as they didn't want to, they managed to keep things under control and soon went to sleep.
The next morning Marc woke up just before the alarm sounded, so he got up and shut it off so Lexa could sleep a bit longer. As he jumped in the shower a million things flew through his mind. Alright, I'm not scheduled to go off-world today, so as soon as I explain things I'm sure Weir will let me off the hook with paper work. Got to go see Beckett before I take Lexa down, see if he's got any ideas as to what's going on. He froze, letting the warm water wash over his body, his thoughts shifted to Lexa. God, what's going on? She just wants a normal life. But you can't say I didn't try. I put in for transfer back to Earth, but they turned it down, and gave me a week's vacation instead. Can't say it wasn't a great week… He smiled, remembering his proposal and their week in bed playing Eskimo. But she doesn't deserve this. Last time she got possessed, now she's being enthralled by these powers. He punched the wall and tried to shake the thoughts out of his mind. He finished in the shower, grabbed a towel, and went back into the bedroom to get dressed. Lexa had woken up to the sound of the shower, and as Marc walked in, in nothing more than a towel, she quickly pretended to be asleep. She watched as he got dressed, she couldn't get enough of his body, and as he left she sighed. She was hopelessly infatuated with him, and she knew it.
Thinking things through in the shower made Marc realize he should go see Beckett first. His hand was red and sore from hitting the wall, so as he walked into the Infirmary he tucked it in his pocket. He was quickly spotted by Beckett, "Major, good morning! And what brings you down here so early?"
"I wanted to talk to you about Lexa, and her uh, powers."
"Of course." Carson walked the Major into his office. "What about them, I've noticed she's picked up on them quite quickly."
"Well, that's just it. She's said that she could barely move anything on Earth, and here it's like her powers are amplified. And last night we confirmed that it is multiple powers. She almost blew herself off the balcony." Marc stopped as Carson's eyes widened.
"Almost blew herself off the balcony? Care to enlighten me Major?" Carson was all ears.
"Um, I'm not even sure what happened. You can ask her when I bring her down. But I can tell you that she's not sure how to control it. She says it's like a drug addiction and she can't stop. That she feels all this power inside her and it needs to get out. I'm just really worried, and want you to take a look at her. Besides, the whole balcony thing bothered her shoulder a bit. I need to go talk to Weir, see if I can't get the day off from duty, and stay down her with her, but I just wanted to talk to you first, see if you had any clue as to what might be happening."
"Off the top of my head, I'm not sure Major. But yes, bring her down and we'll run some tests, see if we can't get to the bottom of this. I imagine though, that it has something to do with the strength of her ATA gene and her encounter with Edana. And don't worry about Elizabeth, I'll let her know what's going on, you just go get my patient." Carson radioed Weir as Lorne left to go get Lexa.
While Marc was gone Lexa got up and got herself ready. The urge to use her powers was pressing so she thought she'd go for a run. She put on some jogging pants and a sports bra, and as she pulled her hair up into a pony-tail Marc walked in. Before he could say a word, Lexa told him what she was doing. "I'm going for a run, I'll see you in a bit."
Marc stepped between her and the door. "I thought we agreed you'd go see Beckett?"
Lexa quickly kissed him for reassurance. "I know, but, I can't use my powers right? This, feeling, it's driving me nutty. Give me like 20 minutes, I'll meet you down there."
Marc thought for a moment, and then nodded his permission. "I'll give you 30, don't be late." Lexa smiled, gave him a kiss in thanks, and then jogged out the door.