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Chapter 2- Past and Present
Ames White hated to be left waiting. It ranked right up there with transgenics and humus on his list of things he hated. His inept bunch of 'helpers' had been unable to find what he wanted on this transgenic bitch 452 and to make matters worse, his superiors had told him that they were sending someone from the committee to help him.
Manticore had been a large government project that hadn't been as secret as they often made out. It was supported and funded by monies diverted from several arenas of public health and safety and also private investors within the US; not to mention the large dividend from the Defence budget. The aim, to make the ultimate super-solder that would defend its country against all who attempt to invade through a perfect blend of human and animal DNA that encompasses the best traits of all, was an ambitious aim and the fact that they actually succeeded was nothing more than miraculous. They all knew that to let this technology out to their enemies was unthinkable and the facilities were locked down to none but those of highest authority.
As a result the three facilities—Seattle, Wyoming and Atlanta—were matters of national interest and security. What went on there was highly classified and subject to approval from the committee, which was a group of men and women chosen to oversee the project and ensure that the results of its experiments were satisfactory. This included not letting any information, about the questionable methods used to achieve their aims, leak. They knew what methods their ascribed Directors went through to achieve the aim of the perfect fighting machine and they looked the other way despite the horrific rumours that some staff passed onto the committee.
When the 12 escaped in '09 the committee leaders, spearheaded by the DOD's own leader, Colonel Michael Hamersley, were of a mind to scrap the whole project, for fear that the American public would balk at the huge financial and moral ethics that surrounded the training and preparation of the soldiers. Colonel Lydecker had stood in front of the committee and brandished his twisted logic that the escape was an indication of their success. Those who escaped were no older than ten years old, the youngest was eight, and they were able to out-run, out-gun, and out-manoeuvre those with over fifty years of military experience. Plus they were so difficult to find because they could blend in with the people on the outside—no one would suspect that sweet little boy of being a trained killer—and if they had only a few years training, imagine what the American government could achieve with those who had had twice that.
The committee relented and left the facility, advising those in charge to be more austere and intensify the discipline that had obviously been lacking.
The pulse had actually been a blessing for the committee as people no longer cared about the governments spending, or lack thereof and they were heavily in favour of anything that could safeguard them whilst their country lay open and vulnerable to attack.
Things had been progressing smoothly, until a few weeks ago Eyes Only had broadcast the very thing that the had feared—exposure – and the position of the base in Seattle.
Lock down was immediately in effect and they wanted to evacuate the transgenics to another facility. But something had gone wrong and that something was Director Elizabeth Renfro. Instead of setting up adequate evacuation procedures she ordered the lock down to be immediate and the site to be cauterised—before they could evacuate, effectively wiping out their years of production. The committee had long wondered at their decision to have her as their designated leader of Seattle but she was fairer and paid very little attention to the actual transgenics rather than adopt the disciplinarian front that Lydecker and Loughran often did, choosing to become almost fatherly with their charges. Maybe their unease spread from her long time relationship with the father of the technology, Richard Sandeman. Sandeman had grown increasingly uneasy with their use of certain… techniques, to keep his creations in check and had resigned under protest of the first Psychological Operations and observations deck. He had been a great loss. Some theorised that Renfro was in league with Sandeman and had been encouraged by him to rather destroy his creations rather than allow them to continue to 'suffer', a mercy killing. But others negated that saying that Renfro's heart was as legendary as the Holy Grail… and about as easy to find. Whatever her reasons they were looking at a mass scale of security breach and Michael Hamersley had requested that his CIA bring in those who were missing- alive or dead, it didn't matter at this juncture. The DNA and possible exposure was the important thing.
Ames White's instruction was the find them and bring them in; if they cooperated, then to bring them in alive to be distributed to the other two facilities. If they were… reluctant, then they were to be killed. They could not allow insubordination and an independent, rebellious spirit to flourish in the Project and possibly cause another '09 incident.
White had every intention of following their instructions… after a fashion. After all, what they didn't know wouldn't hurt him.
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Max traced her fingers on the dark stains of the wooden table in front of her. She was bored. She glanced up briefly at Alec's arms raised in triumph and the crowds screams and catcalls as the 'superfly' groaned from his position on the floor.
Huh, so Alec had left this one conscious. That was new.
She dredged up a smile for when his eyes searched for her in the darkness of the club and his little boy glee filled his eyes. He was really enjoying himself, which was great.
She wasn't.
It wasn't that she didn't enjoy the time that she spent with Alec; she did love the guy after all. It was just that her idea of a great time wasn't to sit in some smoky, cloying bar with hundreds of sweaty men and watch Alec beat them up whilst she stole their money. Okay, if she was doing the fighting, things would be different, but they didn't allow female fighting here and she was bored.
Two weeks.
It had been two weeks since she and Alec had strolled into this place and they had been back every night since, except Sundays which, apparently, was a holy day in which they had naked mud wrestling on TV instead. Two weeks of mindlessly watching men beat each other up and lose money. Two weeks of having the same drink at the same table whilst the same guys got drunk and threw up. There was only so often that you could steal a guy's wallet while he's drunk before it starts to get boring.
Alec bowed to the cheering crowds and tumbled out of the ring. She knew from experience that it would take more than ten minutes for him to make his way through the legions of fans and fan-girls before he would come over to her.
She traced the sticky drink rings again and tapped her nails on the bar. She heard stifled giggling and rolled her eyes as two highly drunk women sat behind her. She glanced at them in the mirror over the bar. Both blonde with manicured eyebrows and too much make-up, they sat side by side giggling at each other. From her vantage point Max could see right down one's blouse and knew that practically every male in the room and especially those at the bar could, and were staring too.
"Oh he is, like, sooo hot!" One squealed and Max wondered if every dog in the near vicinity was wincing along with her.
"Yeah, oh wow, Christy, I swear he winked at me!"
"Nuh uh! It was at me."
Max fought back the urge to laugh at the two women acting like children over some guy.
"Oh when he knocked out that last guy and his muscles rippled, I swear I was about to drool."
Max straightened. What?
"He has the cutest ass."
"Yeah, could you imagine grabbing that in bed as you screamed, Monty Cora?"
Max's mouth slammed shut and her eyes narrowed. These girls were talking about bedding Alec. Her Alec?
"Do you suppose that's his real name?"
"Does it matter?" they both started giggling again and Max felt her temper rise with every squeal. Why was she so annoyed with this? She usually thought it was funny if someone else was lusting after Alec. She knew that he loved her and that there was no way anyone else could or would tempt him. But maybe it was because she wasn't comfortable totally with being with him in a relationship as opposed to a friendship that she was so insecure. None of the transgenics had ever been completely comfortable with emotions and feelings, having had no real instruction on how to deal with them. More often than not they were told that soldiers didn't need emotions and they were to put them aside to focus on their missions. Now that was too late to rectify and they had to muddle through as best they could. It was a pain and it also meant that they were going to get some things wrong that, she assumed, humans their age would already be aware of.
Things that these girls were already aware of.
Max looked down at the drink in her hand, and slowly released her grip when she realised that splinter cracks were appearing in the glass.
"Oh my god, he's coming over! I told you he was winking at me."
At those words Max found the tension in her back easing slightly, Alec was coming over, was he? Fair enough.
She half turned in her seat and watched as he sauntered over, a grin on his face as he acknowledged the various well-wishers and congratulatory slaps.
He nodded to someone at one side and then he turned to look at Max and it was like the whole world faded away to just them. His eyes lit up and he didn't even see the two women giggling at her side. He didn't notice the man in glasses wave to him, nor the buxom redhead that passed by with a tray. His eyes were all for Max like she was the whole world.
Damn, it was a good feeling.
He moved closer and closer until he was almost leaning over her and he gave her a slow, lazy smile.
"Hey, you."
"Hey, yourself," Max smiled. "Good night?"
"Better now," he leaned down and swiped his lips over hers. Max felt her own lips curl at his soft spoken words.
She blinked lazily at him, "Hmm, nice."
Alec laughed, "Just nice?"
Max glanced over his shoulder to see those two girls glaring daggers at her and she smirked, grabbing a fistful of Alec's shirt and tugging him in closer. She fused their lips together in a passionate kiss; trying to make him aware of the feelings she had for him without actually having to say the words. Alec's hand came up and tangled his fingers in her hair, pulling her head back to deepen the kiss.
Max moaned into his mouth and was rewarded by Alec's little shiver of contentment.
She grinned as she pulled away. "Now that was more than 'nice'."
"Hell, yeah." Alec's voice was husky and his eyes dark. And then he suddenly smiled sheepishly. "Uh Max, I just told Annie I'd work tomorrow night."
Max straightened in irritation, "But Alec, you said that you had tomorrow off, we were going to start looking for the others."
He held up his hands, "I know, I know, and I'm sorry but there was something that came up."
"Came up?" she snapped. "Excuse me if my family is more important to me than something that 'came up'."
Alec bit his lip, "It's not like that, Maxie, see this guy who is supposed to be fighting tomorrow offered me something to make me do it."
Max pushed her hair away from her face. She couldn't believe that he was giving up his day off when he had promised to look for their family with her.
As she sighed and looked at his sheepish expression, she wondered if he was as concerned about the others as she was. She knew that they would be all right on the outside, after all they were trained to be able to fit in and function in society but she would feel better having them by her side. That way she could keep an eye on Pix's mischief, Emma's empathy and Chance's insecurities. She could watch out for Carrot and Tara and discuss things with Drew. Dammit, she missed them!
But it felt as if Alec didn't care.
"Fine," she bit off pulling her arm away from his. "I'll go myself."
He frowned, "You're not coming to the fight?"
"No."
"Max, don't be mad," he pleaded. "At least wait until I tell you why I changed."
"Why?"
Alec's eyes lit up and he grabbed her hand, "C'mon."
Max sighed and allowed herself to be dragged away, ignoring the glares from the two girls by her side as he pulled her through the smoky bar.
Alec smiled back at the annoyed look on her face and chuckled inwardly. She may be irritated right now but he knew that as soon as he showed her what he had exchanged his night off for she would be beaming and giggling. Which had been the reason that he had done it, despite the wrath he knew he would incur originally; to see that smile on her face and the sparkle in her eye when she saw it. That glimmer of life had been conspicuously absent in the past few weeks and he missed it. He knew that she missed the rest of the unit and wanted them back. Alec missed them, too, but he was having fun on the outside and knew that they would be as well. Their freedom was something that they'd want to play with before settling down and becoming accustomed to life without the harsh rigidity of Manticore.
He pushed the door to the bar and pulled her into the alley behind the club.
"Alec?" her voice rose in inquiry and he smirked at her impatience.
"Close your eyes," he said impishly and she sighed heavily. "Humour me."
Max closed her eyes and he moved aside and took her hands in his placing them down.
Max frowned as her fingers touched a cold smooth metal surface. She ran her hand up the elegant curve of the metal and felt raised bumps of words engraved into the surface. Alec's fingers let go of hers and she carried on her exploration as her fingertips danced over cold metal and soft, supple leather. The smell of motor oil filled her nostrils and her eyes snapped open as the gasp fled her lips.
"Oh, Alec!"
A midnight black Kawasaki Ninja motorcycle with ebony and chrome detailing and a dipped leather seat, curved windshield, shiny silver exhaust and silver plated wheels. It was beautiful, it was special and it was hers.
His smile was almost as wide as hers at the delight in her eyes.
"You remembered?"
Alec nodded as he came up behind her and slipped his arms around her waist, nuzzling into her neck.
"Yeah, I remember everything about you."
Her breath caught in her throat as she turned and brought her lips up to his in a passionate kiss. His teeth tugging on her bottom lip as her hands grasped his hair. He took a step forward and Max felt her new present at her back, her mind reeling back to the first sighting.
The morning had been a dull grey as they all had hung about, standing close to ward off the chill of the dreary drizzle that spat from the sky. It had been neither raining nor dry, just a kind of damp mist that covered everything and made for annoyed moods.
Max had stood in the courtyard with the rest of Special Ops as they waited for Trainer Reilly to come out.
"This rain is playing havoc with my hair!" Sunny pouted and Flex nodded.
"Yeah, you can see it going all curly at the ends."
Sunny shrieked and covered her dead straight hair with her hands.
"He's teasing," Anna said with a roll of her eyes. "Really, your hair is fine."
Sunny glared at Flex who held out his hands in innocence.
Max shook her head in amusement and leaned her head back. Zan came up behind her and slid his hands around her waist, his chin on her shoulder.
"Bored Max?"
"Oh yeah," she said. "Why they feel that they have to keep us waiting to instil discipline is way beyond me."
"Patience is a virtue," Alec sang as he came closer, glaring at Zan who just poked his tongue out and pulled Max closer.
"So's chastity," Dek drawled as he waltzed over and grabbed Max's hand. "But I wouldn't want that, would you Max?"
Max blushed as she remembered crawling into Dek's lap during her last heat episode. His soft hair under her fingers and his heartbeat under her cheek.
"No," she said quietly and they shared a conspiratorial grin. Alec glared at Dek and folded his arms over his chest.
"Oh yeah?"
"Children," Sunny's voice was lilting in its sing-song tone as she admonished the burgeoning argument between the men. "Behave!"
"What are we waiting around for anyway?" Drew snapped. "This is valuable time I could be using at the range."
"Like you need it, Miss Control Freak."
There was brief silence.
"Who engaged Anna's mouth without consulting her brain?" B.J. asked.
Drew folded her arms and glared at Anna was had the decency to look sheepish.
"What was that?"
"Whoa, whoa, time out!" Flex said as he causally stepped in front of the two girls. "Trainer Reilly is on his way over and I don't think you want him interrupting a cat fight, when it could wait until later when we could all enjoy it."
"FLEX!"
"Such a shame Pix had to miss this," sighed Aiden. "He's been on about learning to drive for a while now."
"Yes, well. If he does insist on super gluing the staff toilet door closed he pretty much deserves what he gets," Carrot said as he thumb-wrestled with Mets.
"Yeah but c'mon," Alec grinned, "putting heavy laxative in the staff coffee jar first was a pretty classy move."
"That boy has a sick mind," said Aiden sadly trying to hide his smirk.
"Are we done chatting?"
The arrival of the Trainer made them all snap to attention, fourteen pairs of feet stamping on the hard ground in unison.
"Sir!" they barked and he nodded.
"We'll move along to the garage. I understand that you had several lessons on the theory behind driving a few years ago. Well today I will test your recall and your ability to put those lessons into action."
He led them across the cold courtyard over to the compound where the garages were kept full of all mechanical equipment.
They had been in several times to dismantle or study the machinery within and were quite familiar with most of the vehicles within. Trainer Reilly took them over to a corner that they hadn't been in before and followed him through a new door.
"All right, people," he began. "X5- 633 can you tell me what car this is?"
"A red one?" hissed B.J. and Max elbowed him as her eyes cast around the room full of different vehicles, four-wheel drives and motor-homes to funny three wheeled cars and sports cars.
"Yes sir," Drew said. "It's a Nissan Micra, produced in the late part of the 20th century—possible early 21st."
"Well done, now what we…" he trailed off as the door swung open and a dishevelled tech walked in.
"Sorry to interrupt, sir. But Director Renfro requires your presence now that Colonel Lydecker has arrived."
Max's ears perked up at the fact that Lydecker had arrived.
"I'm teaching."
"She was insistent," said the nervous tech.
"Oh, all right," Trainer Reilly groaned. "All of you look around at the different types of vehicle and check over their specifications."
He stalked out after the tech and the door slammed shut behind him.
Drew spun and punched B.J. "I was trying not to laugh, Jerk!"
"Ow!" B.J. rubbed his arm and pouted. "Witch."
Max shook her head and wandered around the cars glancing over the controls and contours as the others bickered and teased each other, deciding to chat rather than follow the lesson plan.
Max suddenly stopped dead and her breath left her in one long gasp.
"Max?"
"Maxie, you okay?"
The others rushed over to where she stood in rapt silence.
Alec touched her arm, "Maxie?"
Max whimpered and broke out of his grasp to take three staggering steps and fall to her knees.
"Oh you beautiful baby," she ran her hands over the polished black metal of the motorcycle and crooned quietly to it. "Gorgeous girl, you are so amazing."
They stared in shock as Max trailed her fingers over the chrome handlebars and wing mirrors before trailing back to the shiny exhaust and leather seat.
Alec swallowed hard as her dainty but strong hands massaged the silver words inlayed on the side and tumbled over the keys in the ignition. He shifted on his feet and half-turned to Dek. "Tell me; is it wrong to be jealous of a motorbike?"
"Only if it's wrong to wish you were one," Dek shot back.
Max turned, her eyes shiny and sparkling, "Oh isn't she the most beautiful thing you've ever seen?"
"Yes," whispered Alec as he stared down at Max.
"I want one!" Max stated as she stood up.
"Ditto," said Zan avoiding Alec's sharp look.
"That kind of contraband might be difficult to hide under your bed," Sunny said diplomatically and some of the light in Max's eyes died.
"I know," she had sighed. "But I've never seen anything so perfect."
She had bitten her lip, "I have to find a way to ride this."
"We'll help," Drew had said decisively after seeing the raw desire in her friend's face.
When Trainer Reilly had returned from his meeting he was met by the straight faced transgenics who informed him that, although they were familiar with the mechanics of driving a car, they were unaware of how to ride a motorcycle and believed it would be beneficial if they could observe one of their Unit showing them how it was done.
Oh, and by the way X5-452 recently read a book on how to do it, might she try?
Max grinned into Alec's shoulder as she remembered her first giddy ride around the courtyard on that motorbike. Hands down it was the best experience of her life and now here Alec was handing her the opportunity to do it all again.
"Thank you," she whispered into his ear as she leaned in closer, her arms tight around his waist inhaling the soft scent of his leather jacket mixed with the smoke from the bar that they had just left. Cigarettes and leather was fast becoming an addictive combination.
Alec leaned down and pressed his lips to her hair, "glad you like it." His voice grew husky as he asked, "wanna go for a ride?"
Max's eyes danced as she slunk her hand into his pocket and pulled out the keys, "Oh, yeah."
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Alec turned over in bed and looked down at a sleeping Max. She was so sweet when she was out like that and it wasn't often that he got to see her at her most vulnerable, thanks to her Shark DNA, which enabled her to spend more time than ever awake. She was always up before him and he very rarely got to see her lulled into sleep. Her long dark lashes making half moons on her cheeks and her hair spread over the pillow like a dark halo, she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen and in the darkness she was also the most ethereal. He could see the straps of her long nightshirt as she shifted in her sleep and it reminded him of the current status of their relationship. In love but not lovers. Soul-mates but no sex. Made for each other but not mates.
He sighed and his hand drifted above her satiny cheek knowing that if he was to so much as graze that alabaster skin with his fingertips she would awaken like sleeping beauty and his surveillance would be broken and that would be a shame because he so adored watching her when she wasn't aware of it.
He knew that she was worn out from the joy of the ride that they had taken that night on her new toy. The new toy that she loved to distraction. He had seen it in her eyes when she had first caught sight of the bike; it was love, pure and simple and for that split second he had been almost jealous. Until, that is, she turned that gaze to include him and it had almost stolen his breath.
He knew, logically, that she loved him. He had proof of it in that she was with him and had taken the time and trouble to be with him. He knew it in his heart, but Max had never been an overly demonstrative person and he could count on the fingers of one hand the amount of times that she had said it. That may have made the words that much more special but nothing had driven it home than the way she had looked at him when he had given her gift.
Equals parts amazement and love and it had blown him away. That one look made up for all the times when he doubted her and her affections for him.
Alec smiled down at her and gently tucked himself around her softly breathing form. He knew at times that Max had been more than exasperated with his disinterest at looking for his erstwhile family, but the truth was that, for once, he wanted her all to himself. He wanted Max to have her undivided attention on him and not have to have it divided as she laughed with Pix, or hugged Dek or mothered Chance or a million and one other ways her attention was taken away from him. For once, he wanted Max all to himself and that was why he wasn't more concerned for his Unit. It was a selfish thought, especially for a squad leader and Unit CO, and it wasn't a thought that he was particularly proud of, but that wouldn't stop him this time.
This was his Max and he was going to keep her.
Lynsi- Nah, not weeks, will Max find Carrot and Logan? Hmm, not telling!
A.K.A Annabelle- hey more happy dances! Love that. I'll get typing, feel free to relieve your bladder before you start to read!
Natacup82- hey sweets, awesomeness? Make it a word, I like it!
Restive nature- LOL, snortable tea? Maybe I should put a warning up about drinking whilst reading? I like being able to tie in important events that the fan would know but putting a new spin on it for the newbies or those who didn't like it first time around.
Geminangel- Max cage-fighting? Mmm.
SnortableSniffy- I'm learning. My old cliff-hangers made people write death threats about me being mean and evil. It was fun for me but less for you guys.
Angel of Darkness231- aww, I only got 44 for this last one though, my record is over 100 for one chapter—which was amazing! Hugs.
Jade-K- Aw bless ya. Thanks angel and I promise that more will be up soon.
TiffanyAnn- I made you stay in? hope you weren't going anywhere important! More soon, and I hope you like that.
Faith Spencer- I think Max and Alec are far more equal than most writers allow them to be. I adore the character of Max- which I think you can tell. I'd pay to see him topless.
Sigma1- yeah okay the series is fun and seems to be enjoyed which is great. You know how much I love giving my characters issues. Like I do anything else!
Dokushoka79- ah pet t has been a while hasn't it? Long time indeed. Missed ya and hope that you get computer time sorted out again soon. I love White.
Lozz422- for the 09ers you need to go to Pressing Onwards. This is strictly M/A and White's domain.
Raven- I'll try to post faster but I do have two to write and plots to have too!
Volleyball-Setter- I would hope that the required stuff is just as fun, you made me laugh with what you said about reading in class. Poor teach, tell him its educational!
Nevanroy- More more more soon. Promise. As for no one else dying, I cant promise that I'm afraid but at this point I have no plans for more deaths.
Fangedangel- Let them know what you are doing, it's like reading but fun! Feel free to squeal.
Anon-Yeah some of S2 was okay so I'll be using bits.
OntheDL- I do like White, he was a great bad guy and quite cute with it too. Thanks for telling me the bits that you liked the most, let me know what to add more of. Naked Alec it seems.
Silk- Max ands Alec shared it for the most part but Max was more of the leader whilst Alec made sure that orders were followed through. By the end Max was the sole CO with Alec in reserve or as 2IC.
Lyndsay- Lydecker? Your wish is my command, watch this space and in all his evil glory.
Shyleigh3- J Yup Alec is back and you got OC here!
Feenian- Thank you sweets, glad you like ti still.
Adoria- Zack, Alec and Ben in a room all Naked…. sigh
GivenAlias- LOL, oh you know me so well. Even if they don't meet just yet there is plenty to keep you amused.
Guest type person- He is adorable isn't he?
Natasgi- it is a struggle, as you probably have guessed by the length between updates. As long as people love my work I will keep writing. Thank you sweetheart.
SGOU- Originally the two stories were amalgamated into one but can you imagine how long the chapters would have been in that was the case? Oh no, Max is way sensible and lets loose more than her unit is aware. She just likes to keep them in check! Argh, will people stop looking into crystal balls! It makes keeping things a secret that much harder grin .
XxInsanityxX- LOL, check out the next chapter for you complete list of favours. Aren't I good to you?
Ricter- hehe, 116 already that is so great!
Kristibella- Nah my sis has decided Uni isn't for her which is a shame because I loved it. How did you're a levels go?
Jynx- LOL, don't blame it one me! Hey make your teacher into an addict and then he/she'll suspend classes to read fic!
Honey00- trip was bad but I'm home now which is good. More soon.
Kim- I don't want them to be too together just yet, after all they only kissed a few weeks ago. But things are progressing nicely as far as I'm concerned.
Mrs- that he did, cute Alec!
Tyna- Hey sweets, glad to see that you are still following. Thank you for being so dedicated and I hope it still holds your interest!
Messymissy- Oh White has his work cut out for him now! its all fun and games until… well you'll see. As for Alec being jealous of Dek—OOOH!
Moonlite Star- Yup, they'll all be about that long now… I hope!
Lotamoxie- See the other facilities are mentioned here- you ask and I obey. The series had its good points and it is a great reference point for timeline too.
Ganko- great to hear from you as always! More soon.
Elfie- Huh? Where did it say that? Well I added our fave bad guy here so you can see his motivation. I think that despite the boys being mated and whatever they'd still have appreciation for the female form. They are men after all.
Carebear369369- It was a very Max line. Drew gets some great ones later. Coming to terms update? Didn't you get that?
Arwen-amy- Funny you should mention the new pairings, I aim to fulfil a few fantasies in this story! Watch this space. Well done for the straight A's pet!