Forget-Me-Not
Disclaimer: Don't own, can't afford it, don't have money, trust me I am not worth suing. (Is that how you spell it?)
A/N: I decided to write two chapters, otherwise people might not be too interested. I didn't really make the story line too clear in the first chapter and I don't want people to ignore my story because I start stories kinda slowly. Hope you like it and if you do please review and let me know!
Chapter Two
Max was sure she had seen that face somewhere... but where. Weird things had been happening to her all week. She was sure she had seen that face, and Max Guevara didn't just forget a face.
She just couldn't- she couldn't put her finger on it. It was eating her from the insides, she nearly ran into Brandy, and spilled two drinks... it was really… really getting to her.
Finally she got her nerve up and she jumped over the bar. Ignoring Brandy's protests of ruining it. She dances on that thing, why should she care anyways?
"Excuse me" Max tapped on the woman's shoulder impatiently. "Hey, not trying to be too straight forward or anything. But have I met you somewhere? I know it is kinda strange, but I could've sworn I've seen you someplace."
"No silly, you've never met me!" came that voice, and it clicked.
'Don't forget to powder your nose!'
Mia.
"Yes I have met you, you're..." Max whispered "Psy-Ops."
"Yeah I guess I am... but I have told you three times this week already. Let's talk about something new huh?"
"Hey Mia? Didn't you say you would never come back and bug me again?" Max growled "Why are you here?"
"Your White guy has been threatening me and my Dougie, so I had to cut the vacation short. I need to do something for him. Sorry."
"Why? What is it?" Mia began to walk away, and Max was having a feeling that this already happened. She cautiously followed Mia. Then everything went black.
--
Max woke in her bed the next morning. She heard Codi and Brandy fighting downstairs and groaned. 'Man I am sore, what the hell happened?' She groggily sat up and stomped down the stairs.
"Hey Max Good Morning!" Brandy said effectively ending the previous ever so often argument about some hot dead guy.
"Morning" Max grumbled and sat on a stool at the counter. Casually she started drinking Codi's orange juice. "So what happened last night?" Codi snatched her cup back, only it was empty.
"What do you mean?" Codi replied.
"Well ya know?" Max grinned. "I think I drank too much."
"Ooh!" dawned the ditzy Codi. "You came to work at the Pub, and we'all came home, after shoeing away Louis, who wouldn't go away, even though we'd already closed." She added sarcastically. "As usual" she mumbled.
"Huh?" Max cocked her head 'weird.'
"Maybe you need to go back to bed hun." Brandy tested her temperature with her hand. "Are you sick?"
"No... Maybe… I should go to work" Max then felt the stinging of her wrists. This was the third time this week. Something was starting to creep her out. Now if she could just figure out what. She quickly pulled her sleeves down, effectively covering the marks from the other two.
"Gotta go to the shelter anyways. Jack called, said that they had a pretty rotten Rotti." Max hopped off the stool and went for a shower.
After Max was ready for work she grabbed Bandit and they drove to work. The dog usually tagged along and wandered the place. Before she started the truck she looked around... it was that feeling... it was bothering her. She didn't see anything, so turned on the truck.
Max pulled up to the shelter, turned off the engine and got out. She was greeted by Jack, he looked cranky. Which shouldn't have surprise Max, he was always like that.
"Max! Shit! It's about time you got here! That dog is driving me insane! I need you to get him."
"What would ya do without me Jack?" Max smirked. Jack was always snappy.
She only got a grunt in response, which was a common retort to… well, everything.
"Honestly Jack you gotta lighten up."
Jack only smiled, the wrinkles around his eyes were deepening. He had white hairs sticking out in all directions. His white beard was getting long. He had the look of a typical biker dude, with all the leather. He was one of Max's first friends in Port Hardy, not including Brandy. He only acted tough, under that crusty exterior was a sucker for puppies.
Once Max had everything she needed she found him. The guy that was causing all this trouble. He had torn up the dog food bag, and it was all over the place. Leaving her to think 'Great another mess to clean up.' Max approached, first receiving a snarly bark. She didn't move she just stared at him, you see that was the trick, she the pooch who was the alpha dog, or cat. The dog wouldn't look away, the poor thing was scared. This was just the job for Max, she could completely understand the misunderstood puppy. Then it stopped, she slowly walked up to it and let it smell her. When it was satisfied she put the harness and leash on, and lead it to an empty cage.
"Wow Maxie... didn't know you had a thing for animals. Good with em too huh?" Max didn't turn around when she heard his voice, she knew just who it was. She hadn't even notice he was there, but knew she felt someone watching her earlier. 'Damn gotta trust those senses'.
"I was wondering who was following me" Max said slowly turning around. It was him, he was there. 'He is here? Right?' She smiled and gazed at him as if he would disappear, unsure of what to do next.
He looked good, better than good. Maybe it was just her, not seeing him for six months and all. His hair was cut, a bit of stubble adorned his face. He was doing the same, sizing her up. She finally decided to make the first move and hug him. Tight. He hugged her back tucking her head under his chin.
"I told myself I wasn't gonna say it... when I saw you… but... I missed you" she mumbled in his jacket.
"Me too Maxie" Max looked up at him still smiling. He smiled back, and they just took each others in like the morning light. Refusing to look away in case the other was just a figment of their imagination.
But they did both turn and let go of each other with Jack's harsh, induced cough.
"Um... yeah uh Jack this is Alec, Alec Jack. He's kinda my boss." She directed the last part at Alec.
"What are you doing back here?" Jack asked Alec.
"Me, I was just..."
"He's with me Jack, just showing him the place."
"Huh!" Jack grunted, Max could see the faint grin. She blushed.
"That isn't how I meant it… Alec, he's just a... old friend." Alec smirked, that made Max redden even more.
"Ahuh!" Jack turned back around and went off to the front desk.
"How long have you been here?" Max demanded.
"Oh just since this morning, took me forever to find you." Alec sounded annoyed, Max looked away.
"Don't do that! I looked really, I looked for a month! White was on my ass what else was I supposed to do?"
"You could've called" Alec said as if it was the most obvious thing.
"You don't think I haven't tried that!" Max let a tear run down her cheek. "You come back and all you can do is..."
"I'm sorry Max. I just was worried..."
"And you think I wasn't? Cuz I was." Max punched his shoulder.
"Worried about me Maxie?" Alec said playfully.
"I know pretty hard to believe huh?" She looked away quickly before she got stuck in the trance of his eyes.
"I should get to work..." Max grabbed a leash and handed it to Alec "You can help." Alec rolled his eyes but followed her anyways. "You can walk Pudge." Max pointed to a chubby Pug.
"Max do I have to..."
"Yes, now open that cage, and attach the little clippy thing to the dogs collar, like this. You do know how to walk a dog don'tcha?" Max showed him, he rolled his eyes.
They walked out of the building and past John's desk. "Don't you kids be all day, you hear?" John hollered at their retreating back.
"So you do this for work?" Alec asked slowly.
"This, bartend and wait on some pretty creepy old guys at the Pub, and unload fish at the dock."
"Where do you live?"
"With Brandy and Codi, in a log house in the woods."
Alec's heart fell 'Codi?' "The woods?"
"Yeah, why?" Max wrinkled her nose.
"I don't know just doesn't seem like you."
"Why? because I lived in Seattle?" They didn't say anything for a while. "So where were you?"
"Looking for you." Max felt a new wave of guilt.
"All that time?"
"Pretty much." Alec stared at her intently.
"How did you finally find me, oh prince?" Max said sarcastically, trying to lighten the mood.
"Just something you once said. About how you wanted to go somewhere near the ocean, I was sure you went to Canada. You know no pulse thing, job opportunities. So I started with the coast and worked my way up." Max nodded.
"Have you heard from anyone else?" He shook his head. "Me neither... they must be hiding good... unless..." they both knew what she was going to say next.
--
"So where is the nearest hotel?" Max didn't answer she was too busy pondering over everything. "Max? Max? Max to earth, hello!" Alec was waving a hand in Max's face.
"Oh, what huh?"
"Somebody is all day-dreamy" Max smacked him over the head. "Where is a close hotel?"
"You don't have to stay in a hotel Alec, there is space at my place."
"Didn't you say there's already some guy and a girl living there already. I don't crowd a place that is already crowded. I would probably cramp your style anyways."
Max laughed "No there are two chicks at my house, moron! Also it's big enough." he felt a rush of relief wash over him.
"Two chicks huh? They aren't gay are they?"
"Alec!" She playfully slapped him.
"Back to the abuse already huh?"
"Hell ya" Max grinned.
"Where to next?"
"I thought we'd go home, so I can get out of these fishy clothes and go to the Pub, I don't have to work tonight. Sides' the girls should meet you, so you know they won't flip when they find some guy in their house."
"Okay, but I get the first shower." Max put a hand on her hip and glared at him. "What I smell fishy too! If you didn't drag me into your work I wouldn't be, least you can do is let me shower." She just smiled and hopped in her truck. Alec followed her back to the house.
A/N: I hope this gives you a better idea of what my story is about... like I say I am slow at the beginning...