Disclaimer: I don't own Dark Angel or any characters featured in either of the seasons.
With Ben In Between
Damn rain, she hated rain. Where is the damn hotel? Why wasn't this big adventure working out to be an adventure? Max heaved her duffel over her shoulders again and trekked through he curtain of rain to find her hotel for the millionth time. Looking down at her directions, she didn't see the person stopping in front of a door to unlock. What had made her realize that was when she ran into something warm, dry and solid and landed in a cold we puddle on the hard ground. Looking up she met with the most amazing hazel eyes; they were mesmerizing. "Are you ok?" His voice was like silk, smooth.
"Uh, yeah sorry," she grumbled trying to stand up. Seeing that she was soaked the guy ushered her over to his door. "What are you doing?"
"You're soaked, come up to my apartment and dry off. When the rain dries up I'll take you to yours."
"I don't have an apartment, I'm new here and trying to find my apartment." Max muttered hating the feeling of wet.
"Well then I'll show the right way there, until you need to get dry."
"Are you some weirdo?"
"Well I am weird, but not the kind you're talking about. I'm Ben." Holding out his hand Ben smiled slightly that made Max want to melt into him.
"Max, nice you to meet you." The two shook hands and Ben lead the way to his apartment, or loft more like. It was one big room, with screens set up to cut off a space. Windows lined an entire wall, and the ceiling was nothing but windows. It was amazing. "This place is amazing!" She let out taking in the place; Ben chuckled and disappeared behind a set of blinds.
"Here's some boxers and a t-shirt, the bathroom is behind you to the left. I'll make you something hot to drink." Taking the dry clothes, Max never felt much better once she was changed. It felt great to be dry. "So where are you from?"
"Seattle, and you'd think I wouldn't mind the rain." Max joked sitting on a bar stool in front of the large island in the kitchen part. Ben was on the opposite side getting ready to boil water.
"You would think, but I guess we all have a quirks in the world," he joked smiling. For the first time Max was able to really look at him. He was gorgeous, sexy pouty lips, endless pools for eyes, and dark blond hair. Under his leather jacket he looked like he was broad shoulders, trim waist and likely to be around 6 ft or taller. He was dressed in a black shirt and jean, which clung to him from being extremely soaked.
"Where are you from?"
"Around, here and there. My family moved around a lot when I was younger. When the water boils make yourself a mug of tea or coco. I'm gonna go change." Nodding, Max watched as he walked away, stripping his leather jacket off. Oh god, the shirt was a second skin and showed everything was to see, on the top half.
When she had her hot chocolate, Max wandered around the immediate vicinity of loft. In the TV area there was a big plush couch with a matching single seat and a table in front of the two. A TV sat on a small stand in the corner facing the seats, behind the couch was a table the length of the couch. Pictures framed in simple black frames were set haphazardly. Pictures of people, animals, buildings and objects, all beautifully photographed.
A few feet away from the couch there was a large desk flush to the wall of windows. A single lamp sat on the 2ft ledge, hanging over the desk. Looking down at the desk where random pieces of paper with writing scribbled on them. Realizing what she was doing, Max cursed her self and headed back to the island. Just as she sat down Ben showed up again wearing black sweats and a matching t-shirt.
Waking up, Max felt as if something was missing. Looking to her side she saw Alec was gone, but a note was on his pillow. Had to go to work, didn't want to wake you up. I know this note is cheesy but I did say I liked cheese! heart A