Love at Last Sight

Disclaimer: Don't own Dark Angel, no infringement intended.

A/N: Thank you all for your wonderful reviews! It gave me the juice to write chapter three! Here y'all go.


Technical Difficulties

"Al-lec!" she whispered in a deep growl, he smirked at her back. She was just so cute when she was pissed off. "Stop that!" she hissed again planting a heel in his boot, desperately hoping that it hurt in the slightest bit.

It was driving her nuts having him breathing and whispering and jibing little things in her ear, he didn't even realize what he was doing. Arrogant son of a…

"Guards" he hushed. Making her eyes momentarily close at the sensation of the warm air tickling her neck. Being this close in proximity, in another broom closet with him, was driving her up the wall. With his overwhelming smell of his scented body wash and leather jacket, the feel of his steady breathing, mostly the ever so frequent squirming causing him to brush up against her or balance himself.

"Fuck this…" she moaned and reached for door handle. Not before his hand grasped hers in his own. The feel of his rough fingers kneading over her knuckles made her want to turn around and give him a taste of his own medicine.

"Hold on Max, they'll hit an alarm way before we take them out" his deep rumbling yet mocking voice sent sensations in the bottomless pits of her stomach.

She was disgusting herself, but it wasn't as if she just couldn't make the feelings disappear.

"I know that" she hissed pulling her fingers from his in a gibing manner. "Don't touch me" she muttered soon after in an obstinate manner.

The feel of his never-ending breathing resumed and she struggled against the temptation of turning around and taking full advantage of this dull situation.

They would've if Jessie hadn't come into the picture.

Max tensed momentarily. "What's wrong Max?" he sighed sensitively. She cranked her around and glared at him.

"What's wrong?" she mocked rolling her eyes at the absurdity of his inquiry. "Yet again I'm stuck in a closet that I can't even move in, with you of all people and you're wasting your time asking me what's wrong?" she shook her head malevolently and turned away from his gaze immediately. The tension seemed to be rising and it was suffocating her, feeling immobile, even more so infatuated, then there was the defiant misunderstanding between the two.

"Fine, I was just asking…" she could've sworn that stuck his tongue out in spite of her, with that childish tone he belayed on her. Funny that she would fall for the juvenile one and rancor the mature one.

Max scuffed her feet against the dusty floor, Alec gruffly told her to stop, that someone would hear her and it was just annoying. It was quite comical coming from Alec, the Prince of all that is Annoying. Max made sure to point that out. She also checked to see if the guards had left, practically every twenty seconds.

It was hopeless, hopelessly tormenting.

"You know Maxie, I never thought you'd ever be the type to marry" Alec mused aloud. She was sure his tone was a little condescending or jealous? Max scolded herself silently, why would Alec care about that anyways? Against her better judgment she retorted back.

"Well I guess you just don't know me that well then" her voice sounded in a tone of finality. Silently hoping he would shut up and get the hell out of her bubble. Beside the facts, she didn't want to get into that right now, it would just remind her of the nagging thought that she didn't really want to get married. That she was just going with the flow.

"Just saying" he defensively stated.

Max just couldn't help it, she full bodily turned around, nearly toppling over some cleaning jugs. Her glare was enough to melt any ordinary into stone. "Well don't then, I don't ask you about your life so don't question mine." Lucky for Alec he was no ordinary.

Her frown dissipated at the glimmer of hurt in his eyes. Hastily she turned her back on him, this time falling over a couple buckets. His strong warm arms caught her from alarming the guards. Unable to help herself she shrugged him off, elbowing him once fiercely. He wasn't allowed to touch her, not anymore.

If only he would just listen to her, or better yet leave her be for once.

Fat chance.

"Watch it Maxie, if I didn't know any better I would say that you were getting some cold feet" In fear of what might come out of her lips, she returned her attention back to the guards, again.

Relieved by the fact that the two tubby guards were gone she slipped out the door. Alec followed wordlessly, to Max's surprise. She had honestly expected him to push her further into the subject.

Out the corridor, through the hallways they continued. Avoiding security cameras that were placed in the same places as any other one of their 'testing facilities' and to security central they skulked in silence.

But something was off. Where were the guards?

The pair had stopped dodging into empty rooms by the time they reached the third floor, they had come to the conclusive realization that it was vacant. The place seemed, abandoned?

Alec's ears pricked to the sound of footsteps nearing. "Max" Alec breathed silently pulling her into the nearest doorway. Grouchily she pulled away and peeped around the corner. Her breath caught in her throat. It was a trap!

"Great" she muttered "White"

"Yeah, and his gang of shin-banging girlies" Max gazed idly toward him.

"What?" he shrugged.

"Let's get outta here" Max uttered.

"Good plan" Alec led the way to a double paned window looking out to the roof of the second floor.

Ambivalent about what she was doing Alec stepped to the side. Then watched as Max noisily swing a chair through the window, effectively splaying glass in all directions. Alec grimaced at the clatter it caused, and jumped after her, racing off into the darkened night.


"So it was an ambush?" Logan awed. He said it so blasé, like he didn't put them in a situation where they could have been torn apart by vicious, man-eating, snarly mutts. Something about it just ticked Alec's nerves.

"Yeah, that about covers it, next time you send me on one of your 'Samaritan runs' would ya give me that Intel?" he waved his hands to prove his point.

"Alec" Max rebuked slapping him upside the head. Figures that she would go back to telling him off.

"What?" he griped turning away and mumbling something along the lines of "stupid dogs, stupid Logan."

"How do you think they figured it?" Max mused twiddling with a pen she picked off Logan's desk.

"Would you quit that?" Logan scowled and tore it from her, only to slap it down on the desk again. Max rolled her eyes in annoyance. "They must've noticed the patterns, I mean it's not the first place you've broken into Max."

"Right" she sniped back. Alec watched in amusement as she placed both hands on hips, as her lips twitched into a pursed frown.

So much for 'life in paradise.'

"Max, there's no need to get snappy on me" came Logan's as always 'regal' retort.

"What?" she growled. "Snappy? Please, hardly, I mean I could be…" her voice helplessly trailed off at the hysterical laughter erupting from the other side of the room. "What's your problem" Max heatedly growled through clenched teeth.

"Nothing" Alec's smile shrunk, lazily the corner of his mouth tipped up in a slight smirk. A mockingly, irritable, want to smack it off his face kind of look.

"I'm going to bed" Logan interrupted and stormed off to the bedroom.

Both Max and Alec stood in silence for a few silent moments, awkwardly glancing at one another. He pushed off the wall he leaned against and slipped out of the room, leaving her to herself.

Not long later she found him rummaging around in Logan's refrigerator… her refrigerator. She was going to have to get over that, his and hers. It was all theirs now.

"I don't exactly have any place to stay you think…?" his voice caught her off guard as she realized she had zoned out.

"Yeah, couch's all yours" she spun on heel away from him, disappearing off into a room. There was no guest room on the count that Logan didn't like guests. The whole layout had Logan scribbled all over it.

Alec figured that Max's place wouldn't have been so… blah. Matching décor, marble counter tops, it was all Logan-y. Too chic for Max's tastes he was sure.

His attention focused on the light footfall nearing. Blanket and pillow in hand Max stood in front of him with a bored expression. He smirked and held out his hands in taking. "What? No goodnight kiss?" he teased lightheartedly.

Her eye's flashed a light flicker of longing, he thought, but it was just as quickly covered with the exasperation he had established all day. His heart leapt at the thought, but face still held the amusement it belayed before.

His grin still plastered in place, she stuffed the bedding in his face.

"Goodnight Alec"


A/N: Sorry for the wait, my muse is tormenting me. Also I am contending with my finals. This just happens to be what I have gotten down. Tell me what you think, if you have suggestions for this fic. Right now I am going where my mind sweeps me.