Legacy

By Shikasta

Spoilers: Anything's fair game in my view although this is an AU

Disclaimer: The characters of Dark Angel are owned by Twentieth Century Fox Television and Cameron Eglee productions. In laymen's terms: Don't own them but by god I wish I did.

This story is the third part in the Fable universe and follows on from Alec's War.

Chapter Ten - The Quiet before the Storm

Alec stepped into the temporary briefing room and greeted some old familiar faces.

"Lucas, Stix, Nat" Alec nodded in greeting.

"It's good to see you again Alec" Lucas responded patting Alec's shoulder roughly.

"Never thought I would see Logan's Legacy again to be honest with you" Alec exclaimed.

"She's completely self-sustaining as you had wanted" Nat informed.

"Good, phase one has been successful and now we have to start preparing for phase 2".

"I've already been working on the list" Stix replied.

"Well, before we look to the future, lets hear about the past 8 months" Alec said as he took his place at the head of the table.

Alec spent the morning being briefed by those running Logan's Legacy on his behalf. It was tame compared to the briefing he had gone through in Seattle, outsiders would never have guessed that the occupants had been in a war zone less than 12 months ago. The discussion centred around such mundane things as the number of different crops they produce and how well the livestock were doing. As filing to a secretary would be an undesirable task, Alec discussing agriculture was equally undesirable, but necessary. Listening to his lieutenants, he knew the decision to send them here to run things had been the correct one. Lucas had struggled with Alec's firm request, he did not see babysitting as a vital part of the war effort, but his upbringing would not permit him to refuse the assignment.

Logan's Legacy had a thousand strong population, and most of those had been evacuated just before the final battle. Alec had never intended for the evacuees to stay at Logan's Legacy indefinitely, there had always been a timetable in place. Logan's Legacy was to be the first of many agricultural farms that would provide much needed food to the transgenic nation. It was time to scale down the population, and many would be returning to Seattle to assist with rebuilding the transgenic capital.

"Stix, how many are needed to keep Logan's Legacy running at maximum?" Alec asked.

"50 to 100 permanent residents, more during harvest"

"So we have to figure out how to move 900 people" Alec responded.

"Pretty much, the most efficient way will be for them to walk".

"A human convoy hey" Alec chuckled "we'll need to plan this really well, last thing we need is for 900 transgenic's to rock up on Seattle's doorstep with no place to put them."

"It is going to be difficult to co-ordinate with communication silence between us a Seattle in force" Nat advised.

"Unfortunately, the communication blackout is to remain, this is our best kept secret" Alec replied.

"Nat's right" Stix defended "without communication with the capital it is going to be a nightmare to organise."

"I have every faith that this can be done." Alec advised forcefully "now, I am on vacation and wish to spend time with my family. Thank you" and he rose to leave.

The President of the United States of America sat in the Oval Office in a big leather chair, commiserating the recent events. He had aspired to greatness but now felt his aspiration was threatened, knowing the people would never forgive his treachery. An entire state was now gone, peacefully handed over and he, The President, had agreed. He looked at the American flag, it stood for so much and now was meaningless, the flag's symbolism now lost with the signing of treaty.

"What's done is done, now I have to figure out how to get it back".

Senator Kinnane watched as Clementine was tested. It was an all to familiar routine for the little girl of three, it was always clinical and systematic, gauging the changes and assessing her strength.

"Her strength is increasing everyday Senator" Said a technician.

"She's going to be the most powerful transgenic in history" the Senator said happily.

"Clementine is a new bred that I am sure of" agreed the technician.

"She will destroy the transgenic nation, that is her purpose, that is her destiny." The Senator picked the little girl up, she was his path to glory.

Max waited patiently for Alec to return, she inwardly chuckled at the new found ability to be patient in her old life it had not been one of her more prominent traits. Her old life, how distant that feels, how leisurely it had been. Not much remained from those days, most of the people she knew back then had been buried, to be replaced by different faces. Max had never imagined that it would turn out like this, that she would not be running for her life.

What was she to do?

Who was she to become?

What was her purpose, now that she was benched?

Alec opened the door "what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing" Max lied.

"I've finished the official part of my visit."

Alec walked over to Max and knelt in front of her, she cupped his cheek with her hand.

"You've changed" She observed.

"It's strange how responsibility can do that" Alec joked.

"I'm scared Alec."

"I thought nothing scared you" Alec snorted.

"I've changed also" Max stated unceremoniously "It's been so long since I've touched you."

"Does it feel strange?"

"No, strangely not, I was beginning to believe I would never see you again and my memories were slowly failing me."

"Max, it's hard I know, but if I don't build this fledgling nation of ours who will?"

"I sometimes despise myself for what I did all those years ago, it wasn't fair of me to name you my successor."

"I have forgiven you your moment of insanity." Alec said as he grasped the hand on his cheek and kissed it tenderly.

"I'm still afraid" Max advised.

"What are you afraid of."

"I'm not sure I am ready to discuss it, somehow I'm scared that if I tell you it will come true."

"I have three days, lets cast aside our fears and enjoy what time we have together."

"We've never spent whole days together before" Max said.

"Sure we have" Alec replied.

"Not just us, not like this, what do people do when there's nothing in the way?"

"I can think of one thing" Alec responded with a cheeky grin.

"I know trangenics recover pretty fast but not that fast, I just had twins" Max retorted hitting Alec playfully on the arm.

Alec kissed the object of his affection tenderly only to be interrupted by not one but two crying babies. Max tore herself away and walked over to the crib followed by Alec. They picked up a child each and cradled them as they looked intently into each other's eyes.

"How about we try being a family" Alec suggested as he marvelled over the little one in his arms.

"That's something that is long overdue" Max sighed and as they sat there in silence Faith and Hope ran excitedly in the room shouting "Daddy, daddy".

TBC