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A Max/Alec fic.
Chapter Three.
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Disclaimer: still don't own dark angel ... sigh.
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A/N: thanks for the reviews so far, definitely enticed me to post the next chapter quicker.
okay, so here's the next chapter ... the morning after!
as always, please read and review, I live for feedback!
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Max woke up the next morning pleasantly numb. She hadn't slept this good in ... she couldn't even remember how long it had been. She remembered last night as thought it was a dream. And she honestly thought she'd been dreaming. Until she slowly drifted further into consciousness and felt a heavy arm across her hip.
Oh, god, please tell me I didn't ...
She blinked her eyes a few times, and turned her head.
There he was, in the flesh, and snoring. She turned over, and still he didn't stir.
She took a deep breath, calming herself, not letting her eyes trace over his perfect face, delightful chest, and ... other areas.
Memories of last night came rushing back harder, and as much as she had enjoyed it, she also felt sickened by it. And by the fact that Alec had let it all happen, knowing she was in heat.
It's not entirely his fault ... that BITCH Renfro is SO going to pay for this! Just stay calm ... breathe, Max.
She remembered Alec calling her Maxie last night, and the shivers it had given her. The shivers it was still giving her.
She wished that she was allowed a watch, so she could know what time it was.
She sighed, leaning her head on the pillow, and finally Alec started to wake up.
She stared up at him, much like a deer caught in the headlights as he opened his eyes.
They kept the gaze for a few seconds before he spoke.
"Hey," he said.
Max had to get up out of the bed, taking the sheet with her, shutting her eyes immediately as she realized he was naked too. Dammit! I'm still in heat!
"Oh," he said, and quickly clothed himself. "Uh ... sorry?"
Max couldn't bring herself to open her eyes to look at him. She knew that if she did, she would hate him, and yell at him, and right now, she felt like she was the only one who deserved the blame, and didn't want to make herself feel better by taking it out on him.
"Um ... should we like ... talk?" he started slowly.
Max shook her head violently, turning to face the wall.
"Hey, are you okay? I didn't hurt you, did I?" he asked, honestly concerned. Which surprised even him.
"I'm fine," she said. "Just leave."
He wanted to say something to her, make sure she really was okay, but he could smell the regret on her, and just wanted to get out of her cell as soon as possible.
"Guard," he called, and was gone in less than a minute.
Max slid down to the floor in the corner, head bent to her knees, crying hard.
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Alec had only been gone a few hours before Max got another visitor.
"So, 452, how did your night go?" Renfro asked her.
Max's eyes remained closed. She would not give this woman the satisfaction of being a good little soldier.
"Go to hell."
Renfro smiled. "All in good time, dear."
"And until that time, how about you get your ass out of my cell before I drop you on your ass?" Max threatened.
The evil blonde continued to smile. "If you were going to do that, you would have done it the second I walked in."
"Don't be so sure."
Renfro smiled wider. "You know what, 452, I like your spirit. And because I like you so much, I'm gonna do you a favor."
"And what's that?"
"I'm gonna bring your boyfriend in here again tonight," she said. "Since you two hit it off so well the other night."
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Max's cell was plunged into darkness the second Renfro left.
Growling, Max jumped off her bed, slid underneath, took out her digging tool, and went to work cutting through the blocks of her cell.
She felt herself boiling over with anger, and had to stop a few times just to stew in her own fury.
I'm going crazy in here, Cin, she thought, making herself believe that her best friend could hear her. I don't know how long I can hold onto my sanity ... whatever's left of it, anyway. I just want to get back ... to you and Sketchy and Jam Pony, and Logan and even all that Eyes Only crap. I wanna see Zack and Syl and Crit, and know that they got out okay. I just want out of here!
With one final thrust, she cut through the block.
A light smile graced her face for the first time in hours, and she almost laughed in happiness at the thought of finally being out of here, when the lights in her cell flicked on, and she knew that Alec was being brought to her cell.
She forced away the warm feeling that gave her with anger at him for letting this happen.
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Okay, end of chapter three.
Short, I know, but I didn't want two sex chapters back-to-back.
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