Time Falls Away
Disclaimer: I don't own Dark Angel or Supernatural, I am merely using some characters to write some fan-fiction, no infringement intended.
A/N: Well this update took little longer to get up. Thanks for all of you who took a moment to give me the wonderful reviews! Forgive me for the wait. Final exams are a drag.
Get on my Nerves
My hand trembles as I reach out for the door knob. The insistent knocking coming from the other side is making me jumpy. I hate admitting how much I'm scared of White. The only person that knows of my silent confession is Alec.
Can you really blame me though? I mean he's a transgenic hating hunter! A combination that equals bad on my behalf, especially when he's got all those personal issues going just for little innocent me.
I'm close enough to the door that I could step up on my tip toes and peek out the peep hole but I don't bother, after all this is it, they found me. I can't run this time. Running away will mean the decease of Alec, and that's just something I cannot live with. I've already lost him once and that was painful enough. Losing him again would ultimately be losing myself. It would scar me, no, more like deface me. I don't think I could live like that.
Not again, not after, Ben.
I take a deep breath calming my nerves best I can. Then sling the door open as dauntingly as my ill shaken form can take. What? You didn't actually think I was gonna let him know I am scared of him, did you?
So you can see all this apparent distress vanished when Sam's knuckles nearly knock my face.
"Max! Oh thank god you are here! Listen…" I roll my eyes being as annoyed as possible. This is just going all wrong.
"Sam? What're you doing here" I hiss cutting off whatever the hell he's going on about. He ignores me and storms past me and into my rented trash bin, Without Permission. Where in Bloomsdale his manners have gone are beyond me, it's kinda pissing me off… Bloomsdale? I can't help to think that hanging out at that pathetic excuse of a bar has done something detrimental to me.
"Is Alec…?" my stomach cramps up.
"No he's the same, but you're in trouble" he begins stuffing a black hoodie of mine in my small duffle.
Where does he think I'm going?
"Am I?" I ask mustering up the last of my sarcasm.
"Yeah" he sticks my comb in my bag. "We gotta go… Now" Oh boy now where do I start with the ass kicking, the authoritative attitude, the touching my stuff, or the showing up unasked for? Or maybe the lather, my fists are itching to throw a good punch. If he weren't Alec's 'brother' I would've done it by now… Alec's brother. I grudgingly unclench my fists,
Stupid genes.
"What kind of trouble?" I ask with my best impassive look.
"So what? You have visions?" he nods in his own moody way. I sip the hot chocolate I made him get me before he streamlined me to the other end of the country. It was more me stalling than anything. "Can I ask you something?" he nods again. "Well don't hound on my ass about it, but are you taking any medication?" he indifferently ignores me and continues driving.
Living with Alec might do that to you, the whole disregarding of anything at all insulting. It's bugging me, Alec would've teased back. He's just no fun.
"Well then, what exactly did you see happen to me in this vision?" I again prod hoping to make him fight back. A little light repartee makes things less serious, and a lot less weird. As much as I usually put off any triviality I actually find some comfort in it.
"You… it doesn't matter we gotta get away from here" he's avoiding the subject. That bad, huh? Well it isn't like I expected first class room service in one of White's cozy cells.
"Don't do that" I snap annoyed that I can't figure it out on my own.
"Do what?" he asks harmlessly. Ugh that's just pissing me off, what a smart-ass, he has definitely been hanging out with Alec too long. The escape and evade classes have worn off on the poor guy.
"You're changing the subject. What is it? I get locked up…? Oh maybe I get knocked up with some drug. White's infamous for that… well lately anyways... Come on am I getting warm?"
"He shot you" he states honestly. Yeah that and honestly surprising me, he gave it up too easy, Alec wouldn't have done that. He would've put up a fight.
"Shoots me? Well that's clichéd, granted it does get the job done" I muse aloud. Regretting it the second the words slip.
"You knew he was in town" he utters more than asks.
"Yeah" I sigh. "Which is why I'm only gonna have to ask you to stop trying to save me."
"What?" he growls.
"You heard me. Stop, let me outta the car and let me do my shit."
"You did hear me when I said he was gonna kill ya right?" he incredulously growls clearly annoyed with me.
"Uh… duh" I retort aggravated. He just can't understand this. I need to do this. It's me or Alec and without Alec… really there's no me. Instead there's this shell of emptiness, a shell of loss, regret and sorrow. I've had enough of that for a lifetime.
"Max" concern drips from the single syllable as he faces me momentarily. "You need to rethink the plan, Dean, he'd kill me if something happened to you."
"I doubt that" I growl reaching to unlock the door. If he isn't gonna make this easy, I will.
"Do you really think that?" he turns to glances over at me. His serious face is full frontally plastered on.
"Yeah, I do" I stubbornly lie. I'm getting pretty good at it.
The silence between the two of us only lasts a couple short moments before I decide that this is it, I can't take anymore.
"Sam as much as I love having this discussion with you, I'm gonna ask you one last time to pull over and let me out before I seriously put the smack down on your ass."
I roll my eyes as he groans and toss him a package of ice. "Man, you can sure pack a punch." I place my hands on my hips in a condescending stance. I know, I know I said I would keep him safe. But that doesn't mean he was gonna come out of it without a couple bumps and bruises, he can think of it as a gift. "Fine you can pack a hell of a punch." I grin and grab a beer out of the six-pack I recently lifted off a couple alcoholics down the hall. The dimwittedness of some people amazes me.
He leans back against the headboard (back at my fleabag motel) holding the ice to his cheek grimly.
"Sorry Sammy, don't worry though, I mean look at Dean he's had his ass handed to him by a 'certain chick' more times than I can count. And he didn't turn out too bad, did he? Sides' it's not like I didn't warn ya" I shrug with my own crooked grin, pop off the cap of the bottle and plop in a questionably perilous chair.
"Right" his weak attempt of a smile is pathetic. What? I didn't punch him that hard.
"So Mr. I'm-too-smart-for-Harvard, got a plan?"
"Actually I might" he pulls out a laptop and starts fiddling around with it. I don't even bother to pretend being interested as I sip my honey liquid.
I raise an eyebrow as unimpressed as possible "So you gonna tell me about it?"
He shakes his head in amusement and I'm sure my lips uncontrollably turned down into a frown. "No" he states firmly looking away. I barely hold in the moan of frustration, I really can't stand not being let in on a plan. I hate secrets. No wonder Alec has so much delight in pushing his buttons. Then again this is Alec I am thinking about, he likes to piss anyone, and practically everyone off.
Flashback
"Dix get to work on that encrypted file, Mole get me those numbers for the weapons, and…" Max tosses some paperwork on the desk in front of him leaving him with a condescending look of disapproval "does anyone know where the hell Alec's gotten to?" she demands irked that the dimwit was slacking off, again.
Everyone shrugged and she feels a sense of forestalling. It got her to think that he was up to something, and anything involving him was just not good.
"Mole" she growls in an all too common tone. He was getting used to it really. If it wasn't Max it was Alec, usually after they got in another love-spat or whatever.
Stupid transgenics were blind.
"Yes Ma'am" he smirks cigar hanging outta the corner of his mouth.
"Well for starters I thought we made it clear that the office is a non-smoking area, I mean after that incident last week with the fire I just…"
"Yeah, yeah whatever ya say. It was only a spark" she rolls her eyes and places her hands on her hips.
"Also I think that you know where Alec's hiding, soo…?"
"Nope" he walks away unperturbed. Mole did know really, something about surprising ticking Logan's clock or whatever…he wasn't about to get his chops busted about it either.
"Great" Max mutters. "Dix, can you hold this place down long enough for me to kick a certain someone's ass?" she sarcastically smiles through clenched teeth. Dix nods and turns back to the three screens in front of him.
Truth be told that things were a lot more quiet when Max and Alec weren't around. With their constant arguing and bitching at each other work was all but simple to get done. That was really the leading factor in keeping them around, office wagers. Last week he earned sixty bucks, Alec came back unscathed. He knew Max was getting soft.
Max stormed out of the room without a second thought to her action. If it had been a year ago she would've beat him the next time she saw him. When he least expected it. Now a days… things just changed. Her punches were getting lighter, along with that cold hard heart.
First stop their apartment. Finding it empty she stormed to the next likely place. The roof top of the highest building in Terminal City. The place she had come to call her own, despite the nagging thought that bombarded her every time she found that Alec had beat her up there.
Her footsteps hushed as she reached the top, she searched every possible corner, it was useless he was obviously playing some sort of trick. Which did not incite Max in the least.
Grimily she stormed back down to the ground and headed to the last place she was absolutely sure he would be found. Logan's.
He was always recruiting her people, in the sake of good. She had kindly asked him to stop, that the cure was not a priority at the moment but he was so fixated she hadn't bothered to bother.
Now was it rarely that she stopped at the room only a block from TC in the grungy old apartment, only when it was absolutely necessary. The last thing she needed was Alec talking to Logan, infuriating the ignited Logan furthermore.
Max's suspicions vanished at the sound of Logan's lecturing, and recurred in hopes that he hadn't gone insane and begun speaking to himself. Slowly she tiptoed up to the door where she could hear Logan dissipate where it could be found. Where what could be found?
She heard Alec say "How much are you paying me again? That was two-fifty right?" Her eyes involuntarily rolled, it was all in her nature of the beast
Intrudingly she let herself in. Both blue and hazel eyes fell upon her, like deer in the headlights.
"Hey guys" she smiled falsely. "Whatcha doin'?" she prodded glimmering accusingly in Alec's eyes.
"Max" Logan smiled brightly. Max's eyes darted back to Alec's in a melding provocation. "We were just going over my latest mission." Hope twinkle through his expression.
"Really? Alec, you didn't tell me you were helping out… Logan" she held her smile firm in place. Alec could see the plundering edge, the one she seemed to hold off for him.
He smirked as he approached her and placed a hand around her waist, fingers sneaking under the hemming of her black short t-shirt. "Didn't I?" his husky voice teased.
"Alec…" Max groaned under her breath.
"Sorry… babe… guess you just weren't listening this morning in bed…" she noticed his menacing tone, and the way he peeped over to Logan's flickering resentment.
He was doing this on purpose.
As unsightly as possible she pulled away from his grip and plopped on a nearby stool. "So why don't ya tell me about this mission?" Alec again approached her placing his hands on her shoulders. Oh and what strong hands they were.
Max scolded herself undeniably insisting it nothing. Her wits urged her to shrug them off, but with Logan scrutinizing over their every detail, she was sure that would not go over well.
"Uh…" Logan coughed "Ya why don't we… It's simple really…" his words drought on without Max at the feel of Alec's fingers kneading into her tense muscles.
Her senses told her to knock it off, that this was just Alec, being… Alec. But her body was betraying her, with the way her skin heated, how she ached for his touch. She told herself that it had just been too long, it was all just hormones
Her mind drifted off to the neverender land, somewhere in the deep blue, definitely not on the word gibberish Logan so frequently spewed.
When the nonsense stopped she found herself relieved to hear Alec's retort tearing her from her small 'bliss'.
"Yeah, simple"
"Don't worry about a thing Logan, Alec and I, we got this" Max grimaced at her own words. Her and Alec? Why could something so wrong, sound so right?
She stood up dizzily, having Alec's hands steady her.
Logan opened his mouth with a strained smile.
"We know, be careful" Max smiled shortly. With that she fled to the door, Alec tailing not so far behind.
At the click of the front door of the building closing behind Alec she spun around forcefully gutting Alec, causing him to double over.
"What the hell was that?" she hissed.
"Ha, that's funny Max, what the hell was that? What the hell is this!" he groaned.
"That…" she froze "that's what you get for touching me!"
"Oh come on Max, not this again!" he frowned straightening up. "You were the one who signed me on to this, don't you remember Max? 'Don't worry Alec, it will only be temporary Alec'" he mimicked. "What the hell do you want me to do? I mean I'm your 'supposed' boyfriend and suddenly I'm getting none!"
"Whatever" she brushed him off stepping around him, suddenly feeling small.
"Whatever? Don't do that Max" he growled, again stepping in the bubble. "I never get away with that 'whatever' or 'shut up' bullshit, why should you?" she frowned.
"What were you thinking helping Logan?" he smirked and shook his unbelievably, she was changing the subject.
"What was I supposed to do?"
"Well, saying 'no' might have been a start" her voice rose.
"What so he can go con someone else into it? Dalton is still getting over the injuries from Logan's last mission"
"So what?" she muses implausibly "you just thought you'd be the noble hero and step in before anyone else gets hurt?" he frowned a bit hurt by the comment. "Don't you think I know that he is being a pain? I don't need you encouraging him!"
She didn't actually think he was still a self-centered soldier, did she? After all this 'sticking it out' and trying so hard to show her how he was capable of being a good man. Did she still believe he was that man?
"Well…" his following words were thrown off at the sound of heavy footfall…
"Well wha…" Max gasped at the feel of his lips on her own. He stepped forward easing her back until she bumped into her 'baby'.
Her fingers trailed up his arms, her mind shutting down to anything involving the slightest amount of consideration.
He urged himself to forget about anything, just demonstrate his feelings to the woman in his arms. Show her how he could love her, if she let him. Show her what she was missing, and just how attractive she really was. Pretend it wasn't an act for just a minute.
She unwillingly moaned at the brief removal of his lips. Her breath caught as he teased and nipped at her throat. Momentarily she opened her eyes, and caught glimpse of Logan.
Hold up! Logan?
Agonizingly she nudged him pulling him out of his haze. His cocky smirk held place. Back turned to Logan he winked. She frowned as a flush crept up her neck and ducked her head in the crook of his neck in embarrassment.
Alec twisted both of their bodies to Logan. Just to rub it in some more. The look on his face was understatedly gratifying. This had not been the plan really. Actually the plan went down the drain ages ago, but Alec, he was pretty good at improvisation
"Sorry… I… uh… I…you…" Logan jittered and bitterly held up a black bag. "Garbage" he mumbled turning from both of them.
Max glanced up at Alec accusingly and mumbled "ass"
This was not the first time I fell for the sensation of his lips on mine. Not the first time I guilted myself for loving the feel of his arms around me. No, this was just one of the many times I denied my feelings, that love. How right it truly felt.
Now he's a taken man, now it's too late. Now I'm the one left behind.
Karma's a bitch huh?