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Season 4 ep.12
Max's POV
I felt for Dix I really did but now was not the time to be questioning himself. I needed him to be focused. "Dix please don't flake out on me. Have you hacked into Seattle's terminal yet?" I asked him trying to maintain my temper, "Yeah, just locked onto it. You know their security firewalls are a joke. I should, ha, report it." His attempt at humor had me pursing my lips into a fine line.
"It's a joke - " he tried to say. I snapped, "I know its a joke just please help me out!" my grip on the controls were tight and I knew my muscles were gonna hurt once unclenched my hands. "Just, joke later and help now." I tried to amend my earlier blow by just hoping that he'd get the hint, "Just keep going in your direction. You're doing fine Max you just need to relax. If you want you can even put the plane on auto pilot to help out." telling me where the button was I was able to let go of the controls.
Incredibly shaking for an X5 the fear and adrenaline was racing like fire through my veins. Throughout the next few hours I turned the direction very little with Dix's route. I knew I'd be approaching the runway soon it was only a matter of time now. Twenty minutes later the cloudiness cleared. I saw the runway we left off from clear as day. I had to have Dalton at the other set of controls to help me steer her down.
"Okay Max I've got visuals on you now. The runway is being cleared as we speak so be mind full of your speed." Mind full of my speed…? How fast was I traveling?! "It seems like you have a strong tail wind Max. I'd advise you swing around the strip and take the longest one in to clear any nearby buildings." Great… "Wind beneath my wings Dix." I mutter out.
Getting closer I was at least 200 yards away from actually landing. "Okay, lower your landing gear." Hitting the switch we both felt something beneath us moving. I was guessing it was our keen sense of being transgenics that allowed us to feel its movement since I'd never been on a plane before this whole episode. "Got it." I look over to Dalton as he seemed to be slightly panicky, "Hey brace yourself. This might get a little bumpy." He nodded his head in motion.
Thankfully Eve was safety tucked away near our seats in the back. I had made sure Dalton placed her somewhere she couldn't be dislodged and hit something inside. I would never forgive myself if harm came to a child, Gem's daughter no less within my care. "Now what?" I asked, "Well it's going to get bouncy so maintain your control!" his voice rose with his words.
Probably adrenaline pumping through him. We felt the shift and the bounce of the plane beneath us. I spared a slight glance in the back to Eve. Seeing that she was still secured and safe I focused myself on the runway ahead of me. Feeling us hit ground we got all of four seconds past us before Dix's next instructions came through, "Hit the breaks Max!" I slammed the breaks on as hard as I could.
It occurred to me that I might have damaged them by slamming them on so fast but I didn't see enough runway to wait or to ease them down. It wasn't till we passed by a 100 more yards of runway did the plane come to a complete stop. I shut everything down, took the keys out and stepped from the cockpit with Dalton. Taking Eve from her secured holding I hit the switch in the back to open the cargo portion up.
We walked down the leveled piece of steel only to find we had a welcoming crew. At first we were defensive till I recognized a few of the X5's. "Did Dix send you?" I asked shifting Eve as she looked around at the scenery. He shook his head, "No. Alec told us you'd be here within the next 30 minutes." I nodded, "Sorry but we need to go before the LEO's get here." I furrowed my brows. What type of slang – "Law Enforcement Officers." He answered my look.
I nodded again as we were packed into a van. We took off headed back for TC. With traffic it took us a while longer to get back. Once we did the team dispersed. I bit my lip from asking for a progress report. I was home with Eve, Dalton and my own unborn baby fine. I didn't need a recap of what I already knew. Looking at my cell for the time I realized that Alec should have been back here already.
I saw several transgenics and transhumans running down one of the hallways, "Hey what's going on?" I shouted. One turned around to address me, "Alec and the team brought back Gem and Lydecker!" he bounced before I could even utter a response. Deck was back…Dalton nearly forgot himself and started to run in that direction. His minor wounds from the mob in New York momentarily forgotten.
He came to a halt before apologizing and helping me by coming back and taking Eve for me. We got into HQ wondering why he was even passing through here. "Why the hell is he even coming by here?" I demanded to a transhuman, I think Kimbo was his name, "The other access way got blocked by a mound of furniture a group was hauling into one of the new buildings." Great…
"And there aren't any other access ways to the confinement areas we set up." I muttered to myself. Note to self create other doors for access areas…then again we purposely choose that set up for a reason. So either way if someone tried to escape…not that anyone had a reason to get locked up…someone no matter what would see them. "Fine. Where are they now?" I ordered and it was an order. I didn't need nor want Deck running loose up in here.
He maybe a norm but he was a professional ex – military man that had a few tricks up his sleeves still. I didn't want to run any risks where he was concerned. Getting there finally Dalton and I looked at each other before seeing him walking to the confinement cells with Alec and several others on his ass. Gem was with them only now she had her arm slung around another X5. White…I already knew he had something to do with her current state of pain.
"Been a long time." I shouted out. All of HQ saw what the cat's had dragged in. Deck was still in handcuffs, and he was sporting a badly colorful bandana across his eyes. I knew Alec was a smart guy. He didn't want Deck to be able to tell where he was. Deck however heard my voice to, "Max?' he questioned as Alec stopped him. He looked back at me to make sure I was okay.
Seeing my slightly disheveled look he held a question in his eyes, "Nothing a shower and
my mate can't fix." Though said lowly only his transgenic hearing caught it. He smiled. I walked up to him, giving Alec a brief kiss, "You are teaching me how to fly and not by radio this time." He smirked, "It worked didn't it? You, Dalton and Eve are safe at home." He took a quick glance to my stomach. I nodded in affirmation. His smug reply caught on with Deck, "494?"
Deck was clearly confused by the light conversation considering his own set of circumstances. I saw something flash through Alec's eyes…right before he took the bandana off. Lydecker shook his head only to meet the eyes of several dozen transgenics and transhumans alike looking right back at him, "Thought you might wanna see how well transgenics and transhumans work together." I furrowed my brows.
"See I remember once a looong time ago about you telling me how due to our genetic differences we'd never be able to work together as a cohesive unit. And here we are. One big happy 'family'." He shoved Deck forward. Not enough to bring him to his knees – though he should have - but ENOUGH to throw Deck off his balance momentarily and enough to making every transgenic and transhuman with a gun automatically get into a defensive position with their guns at the ready.
Everyone there had been meticulously tortured in some form by Deck. And here he was, bound up like the callus dick he was. The only reason he wasn't shaking was probably due to his own military training. I wanted to memorize the look on his face. It became priceless. For once he looked like he had a tinge of fear. Then again even a highly trained man like himself can become weary of so many guns pointed at him with so much hate for him behind them.
Deck regaining his footing. As a caution I saw the few guns that were trained on him tighten. I responded without thinking, "Stand down! There is no need for a weapons discharge." Especially not in front of the few kids in the room…a few others looked to me like I was trying to be protective. Trust me people not even close… "It'd be a waist of a good bullet." The coldness was felt waves over.
Even some of the X5's that hated me were smiling in pride at my words, "She's right." The X5 who had been none to nice earlier remarked. His voice cold as well, but the look in his face, spoke of much more painful things than a bullet to come. I almost felt for Deck…almost. Deck must have felt it to since he was now holding up his hands in defense of himself.
"Sides I don't plan on cleaning up his blood off the floor." I sneered at the man. He tried to regain control of what his situation seemed to be in. "I understand. It's fine. Go ahead aim, point, your protecting your home on this desolated foundation." He looked around at the condemned area we had salvaged for ourselves. "Just like we used to for you all back at Manticore." I nearly snorted, "You mean the place where Renfro successfully burnt the bitch to the ground?" Nice try dick weed…
"I know that must have been painful for most of you…" I cut him off, "Painful. Do you know how many transgenics and transhumans didn't make it? This and the rest that are milling about are all that survived. There are some living abroad but this here is the heart of it all. They made it cause they trusted their instincts to NOT trust the military that tried to kill our brethren." I heard nothing.
The room was silent. Deck went on seemingly ignoring my words, "White told me about this place, hoping I would help him." handle grips on the guns tightened. Only the keen hearing of a transgenic could pick up on it. I looked to Alec to see if he noticed. He looked up but said nothing. "But let me tell you this. Manticore where you ALL came from saved you by making you what you are today."
His words did not help, "You mean making us better?" I snipped out, "You mean giving us traits that half of the world as far as we know hate us for?" he backed down slightly, "Now Max…" I cut him off, "Don't get me wrong I'm all for keeping the human race alive, but to tell us Manticore saved us by making us what we are, is complete and utter BS." We heard a few 'Yeahs!' across the room.
"Manticore didn't just save us with our abilities and training, they made us in some peoples books 'enemy number one'." Alec himself was surprised by my words, "And you know what's been even worse is people believing were the enemy when it was YOU and your scientists that are the enemy." Anger spilled out but before I could utter another word Deck spoke again, "I taught you skills and gave you ALL a sense of purpose in this world." His eyes tried to reach a few people out there.
"Yeah we're skillful, thanks for that. Might also want to throw in there how we can have a regular conversation without it going to 'military' this or 'mission planning' that. Our purpose now is to live our lives, to grow and build as a 'mini nation'. To gain the peoples trust, to let them know that were not the enemy, that were not monsters, were just like them." I looked over at Mole and Joshua up on the plate form.
"With a few extra hairs and scales thrown in the mix." He tightened his lips seeing the directionality, "Joshua." He muttered out recognizing him. Now that caught my attention, "How do you know Joshua?" Joshua's only mention of him was a snort of anger. "I'll explain later." he tried to wafer it off. "You all were designed to protect the freedoms of others." I handed Eve back over to Dalton, assuming he'd hand her over to Gem as I planted my hands on my hips.
Before I could talk Deck's eyes were immediately drawn to my stomach, "What t…?" clearing he was shocked, "Didn't see that one coming…did ya?" I smirked. Oddly enough I felt no panic at him knowing I was pregnant. He was on our turf now, our grounds, I had no worries over him…as long as he remained locked in his cell. I had to laugh to myself.
I remember telling Joshua, on day one, that he'd be trading one basement for another when he got out of Manticore and all along it was Deck that would be trading one prison cell for another. He looked up with something akin to wonder – and if I didn't know any better fear - in his features. Then again remembering his experience with Case, Tinga's son and remembering what Tinga had told me.
Memories of that night at Logan's penthouse and what Deck had asked Case, what he
tested Case on…I had a pretty good feeling on the fear he held. After all I remembered his words in the van that night 'I kept a small part of her alive…in you'. His wife…still makes me sick… "Cale's?" he breathed out. Alec huffed a little – though I think it was to cover up the pretentious growl underneath his breath – "No, not now, not ever." I respond flippantly. Proudly.
Alec cleared his throat, "Baby's mine." He said it with so much pride I couldn't stop the smile from breaching my face. "I see." He remarked looking from myself to Alec. "Good strong gene's…hopefully the rebellious nature won't pass through…from either parent." He looked at us both with mild disappointment. Sorry to disappoint you 'dad'…like I'd ever say that to his face though.
But I still couldn't resist a little sarcasm, "Hey you know what as long as the rebelliousness is only towards little dicks like yourself, I'll be happy as hell to deal with it." I smiled at him. Then something struck me, "All this time and you didn't see my prego belly?" laughter was in my face at his expense. And for the first time in a long time I saw him loose a bit of his cool.
It was entertaining to say the least. "Well excuse me but I'm trying to fend for my life here, first White, now you. Don't you understand I'm on your side now!" his plead had a few people in the room suspicious, none lowered their weapons due to extensive training but suspicion was thick in the air. "We'll see." I motion for two of the X5's with Alec to take him to the holding cell. I think everyone around had, had enough of Deck's presence for one day.
Gem took Eve back and I swear to whatever deity out there that she went back to her apartment with her daughter and locked the door. I would have done the same thing if it had been my daughter. Back in our apartment I laid in bed rubbing my stomach. I saw Alec coming in after already having had taken his jacket off. "That was hell." He remarked shucking off his sweater in haste.
I shot my eyes to him in anger, "What?" I snapped. He looked over to me, "I had to deal with a trade off with Deck and White and the addition with Gem!" he fired back. I struggled to sit up, "Are you kidding me?!" I finally managed to get off the bed as I rounded on Alec…he went through hell! Are you seriously fucking kidding me? I went through HELL!
The only hell he went through was resisting killing Deck! With the only thing between us being the bed as I snapped out, "You went through hell? Did you get chased, exposed, nearly shot up by your pilot's 'bill collector' and then fly a giant bird into the air and land the bitch safety on the ground with NO training period?!" Alec was obviously stunned by my words.
"Max…with all that happened with Deck and White - " he tried to reason however I managed to snap again, "No Alec! Deck is an ass yeah but try hauling around Dalton with an infant AND keep them both ALIVE! I was in an unknown city, trying to find a way out." realizing he was going to have to take a step back from the situation he put his hands up in defense.
"I don't think you understand - " I don't understand?! My thoughts cut him off before I could even sound anything. Grabbing the alarm clock he used to wake his 'sleep loving' ass up in the morning I chucked it at him with in his mind's eye - surprising venom. He barely ducked it not having expected me to throw it at him. The clock broke against the wall, not having been expecting the trauma. Standing back up to his full height once again he looked stunned at my antic.
Hands up in a seemingly calm down manner he asked in a snippy tone, "What the hell is wrong with you? You don't go around throw things at people!" fists clenched I answered, "What's wrong with me?" as if I was the one that had done something or said something wrong. "What gives you the right to think what I went through wasn't half as bad as what you went through?" okay so he didn't outright say it but it was underlining in his tone. It was there.
"I don't think - " I aimed a candle we used on occasion at his head. It hit the wall making a nice little dent, not to mention leaving wax behind. Apparently it had more weight for impact that the alarm clock did. "Stop saying 'I don't think'. I understand that you had to deal with White and the trade with Deck but what was so freaking big about it that you think my ordeal was less? You didn't have to babysit an infant – AND keep Dalton's ass out of the ringer!"
Was I was going off the deep end here? Or was he just over reacting to my reaction? I couldn't tell I was to upset at the moment over his 'that was hell' comment. "You have no clue what I went through. So don't make your ordeal bigger than mine." I hurled one last projectile at him for good measure. I just wish it had been something heavier instead of the stupid pillow.
I hadn't looked before grabbing so give me a break. He caught that one and threw it back on the bed, "If you'd listen I could tell you. The deal didn't go down as promised." He attempted to explain, "We were expecting a double cross amongst other bad things to happen what could have been so bad? You still came home with Deck and Gem." I reasoned to him calming down a little bit.
He nearly tore off his t-shirt to reveal a graze on his left shoulder. I went to see if he was okay but moved as he went on a rant, "We planned for a double cross but we didn't plan for another player getting involved." His tone spoke of fury at my own over reaction towards him, to which I wasn't admitting to any time soon. At least not tonight, not if I could help it that is.
I furrowed my brows, "What the hell else could want to be there at that time and know about it?" I demanded. He shot his eyes to me, "RED's. Apparently White had given a message to them about wanting transgenics built overseas. They retaliated. We got caught in the crossfire. Once the RED's found out about the trade that was being made they set up the place as well. Both us and White walked into a trap."
I sat down on the bed again. I hadn't been expecting that. "What happened?" I questioned more softly. Knowing my outburst was now in the wrong I was trying to act a more of a consoler. Alec loosened up a tad bit knowing things were getting back to calmness, "We were ready to make the trade. Deck and Gem were even center stage in the middle of us and White." He looked to be reminiscing.
There were storage units all around us. It was after all a warehouse filled with garbage that was left behind from the pulse that we were in. I had people on top and in the middle sections of every need be container in that place. Men and women posted at every entrance and exit. It was all planned out." he looked towards me. Undoing his jeans I couldn't help but want to 'help out' myself.
Gently guiding then pushing him down to the bed I proceeded to take off the jeans he had been unbuttoning. "Hey don't - " Alec tried to stop my progress, "Listen I just got done lading a giant bird, I think I can handle taking my mate's jeans off." I smiled, "Now finish giving me your report soldier." He sighed, hiding a little smile at my commanding tone, "They had men posted beyond our limits." Sipping them off as he helped me by lifting up his taut ass…I eyed his hip movement.
"We weren't prepared for a full on 'mini battle'. We didn't have the ammunition to do it." His jeans were now off as he went to go lay down on the bed. I bent over him only to tug on his boxers. "Off to soldier. Continue on." he smiled despite what he was relaying to me, "So we started to go into stealth mode. Gem ran dragging Deck with her in the process to us." He laid back on the bed with me on top.
My pregnant belly was now sitting on his stomach. He caressed it and mumbled out 'mine' before finishing off, "We killed several of White's men, though in this case you knew they were familiars. I don't think his agency would have sanctioned a trade like that without a damn good reason. We left the building and shot our way out of there. RED's soldiers went down but mostly it was White's guys. No pain no gain can't take a bullet to the heart or the head."
While it still nailed me the used of ammunition even I knew that you had to use whatever was necessary when dealing with White's no pain no gain freaks. Shit I blew up those RED's soldiers one time. I can see where it's necessary. I just don't like to HANDLE a gun for obvious reasons. That's all. "As long as you're all are okay." I told him brushing my covered up crotch back and forth over him.
"Oh Maxie…" he grabbed my hips in place over his nude body, his fingers sure to leave small bruises. "You're over dressed." He noted. I shrugged, "Yeah and?" he flipped me over so fast and delicately that I had a hard time processing what his aim was, though now it was glaringly obvious. "Someone wants to come out and play." I sing-songed, "And someone's going to be the player…" he sing-songed back. Oh how I loved it when he put that tone to his voice.
Like he was trying to not sing but throw it in there at the same time to appease me. "I love your voice like this. Its so sweet." I compliment, "It's not sweet, it's…manly." He puffed out his chest before he dunked his head to capture my lips before I could utter out a reply. Right now I didn't care I just wanted his lips on mine. I lowered my hand to grasp at his hardening member. "I think I owe you an apology for jumping the gun earlier." He didn't protest as I squeezed just a little bit harder.
"Whatever you want," he gasped out. "Jesus Max it's been too long." That it has been, what with all the work we've both been doing and my being out so much we haven't had any real time to make love. Some oral here and there just isn't enough after a while. I no we needed this…BADLY. "Whatever I want huh…" I pulled his body up above mine, lining myself up with his hardened member.
"Hold." I commanded. He nodded and held on to the wall in whatever way he could as I proceeded to attempt to give the head of his cock a hickey. The result was the bucking off his hips in my face as he tried to remain in control, not wanting to gag me as I gave him relief. "I swear your trying to give me a slow death…in the best way possible." I smiled as his head fell back.
At one point his hands shifted to holding my head as his cock reached the back of my throat. "Fuck" he growled, "Your evil…god I love it…love you." I smiled at his comment. My lips left his member, he shot his face down to mine. I smiled and shoved him boldly back to the end of the bed. My tongue trailed up his stomach all the while I was shedding my own clothes.
Not an easy feat with a prego stomach but a manageable one. Before I could get to close his hand snuck out once I was nude and probed at my moist center. I got lost for a few moments as he gently grazed my lips down below. I shuddered in pleasure as he leaned up and nuzzled my neck, "You like that?" he asked in low tones. I nodded trying to get him to press harder.
"If you want it that bad, your gonna have to beg me for it." He took his fingers away knowing he now had the upper hand. I positioned myself only for him to grip my hips in a strong hold preventing my decent. "Alec…" I pleaded in a low tone. He leaned up, grip still firm and now rubbing me up along his aching member. I shuddered again in pleasure, "Beg me." he commanded against my ear.
His hot breath sending shivers of ecstasy down my back, making me arch further into him, "I want you, I need you – please!" he teased me, gliding me further down only to bring me back up, his grip strong enough to keep me supported, "BEG me." he growled in my ear. I whimpered in need as he pulled back, making me look into his eyes. The want and need there couldn't be expressed it was that deep.
I gasped as I felt him closer but not where I wanted and needed him, giving up and knowing we both deserved this after so little time together lately I begged, "I'm begging you pllleeease Alec give us what we both want and need. Take me." I begged so helplessly, yet my eyes spoke of so much love in between us. His eyes reflect the same as he let me sink down on him.
Our groans at the connection filled the air around us. That feeling of utter completion after so much time apart was gratifying. Why the hell were we letting work control so much of our lives we were giving THIS up?! I must have taken some crazy pills these last few months to have let go of so little here. "God Max…so tight…so wet…" god I loved it when he talked dirty to me. "Wanna hear a secret." I whispered against his skin as I leaned down.
He barely nodded his head. I leaned down further till my lips were at his ear. "Don't tell my mate this…" he quirked his brows up despite the position and warm heat that he was surrounded by. "But I love it when you talk dirty to me…. it makes me feel like I'm the only woman in your eyes." I lifted myself up a bit more to see some mirth in his eyes, "I love talking dirty to you to. Cause you are the only woman for ME." he thrust up hitting a sweet spot I hadn't had touched in months.
"In fact…" he retreated only to push me down as he rose back up, "I already know that cause you've ruined me for any other woman." His gentle massage at my hips as we went through this slow thrust and recede, was reducing me to a quivering mess. "How so?" I didn't even realize I had asked what my mind supplied, "Cause from the moment we first made love I knew I was never gonna be able to settle with anyone but you." He stopped thrusting.
Noticing this I looked down. The love and vulnerability in his eyes was unshakable, "I can talk dirty to you, cause I feel like I can be that open with you. Now then…" both hands on either hips he pushed me nearly off of him and held me there, "Tell me again, how badly you want this, want me." I squirmed around to be able to sink back down but he was having none of it.
Shooting his upper body back up he cupped my face before reaching in a grabbing a fist full of hair, pulling my head back the other way, gently but firmly, asserting his possessive hold and his dominance over me. I growled in response. He growled back only to dip his head in and suckle on my neck. Leaving deep hicky marks. I purred in approval of his ministrations.
"I wanna hear you say it." His voice by my ear, he teased me with the tip of his cock and I couldn't hold out any more, "God Alec I want you! I want you so ba - " the rest was screamed off as he slammed himself though a bit more gently than usual into me. He fell back to the bed as I happily bounced away on top of him as I heard his groans of pleasure and his mumbled words of "Ahh – yes!", "So tight, hot, wet…", "God I love feeling you wrapped around me.", "can I stay inside of you forever?"
His question had me giggling in response as I kept up my rhythm. I did to, on all of what he said, "I love how you…feel inside…of me, how you fill…oh god…me up every…oh god...time…feel…empty without you…" I moaned out, keeping up with his repeated thrusts within me. "Don't stop!" I pleaded, feeling myself coming close. But as all good things come they must also go.
I felt the spasms coming possibly before he did. His hands were everywhere, thighs, hips, breasts, inflated stomach…it wasn't till my hands caught his that we gripped each other fiercely and held that grip with our arms outstretched towards my butt. "God I can't take it anymore! Take me Alec! I need you!" I needed his power and strength right now. He looked up, "You know it'll be better if we keep it going at this pace." He struggled to get out, gritting his teeth.
I looked down at his with such shock that I didn't see the twinkle in his eyes till it was too late. He had me flipped onto my side as he arranged himself behind me. Before I could protest the new position – not that would have – he was now pressed fully into my back from behind and had his hands stroking my breast and clit simultaneously. "Want me to take you sweetheart?" he stroked me again, "Want me to make you cum hard?" his words only inflamed me more.
"Make me cum…please…" I tried to incite the need within his as well by reaching behind me and cradling his balls in my fingers and massaging them gently with a firm squeeze every so often. He grunted out something before rasping in my ear, "Keep that up and I'll make you pay for it." I only smiled in pleasure filled delirium, "Do it!" I demanded.
He bottomed himself inside of me several times over. My mouth was wide open, forming a nice big O as the sensations coursing through me was enough to send me over the edge into oblivion. Feeling the fierce heat that spoke off his orgasm had me shuddering in heat all over again. Collapsing on our sides I could only smile in languid happiness as we fell asleep.
The last gala event had been delayed due to a building maintenance problem so we were stuck waiting for them to reschedule the thing. Not that I minded I was able to avoid getting into dresses for a nearly two whole months. It went by smoothly to. I was still throwing things at Alec though he managed to catch the pieces that we would need. On several occasions I threw his phone at him.
He started to catch it when the first one I threw – and yes I do mean the first one – he had to get a whole new one after that – embedded itself into the wall. Creating a neat little dent that I ended up patching up. I nearly did the same thing for mine but as Alec said "You wanna explain to the phone carriers why we keep needing new phones?" not wanting to I just grabbed other things to throw.
But it was only when he pissed me off, like yesterday. He actually had the nerve to tell me I wasn't thinking straight on a heist. I used to be a regular cat burglar I know how to steal for cripes sake. If I weren't pregnant I would go out there and prove it. We decided in the end that we'd wait to get the shipment till we'd come to an agreement on the amount of manpower needed. Truthfully if you do it the right way you don't need more than two people.
It's quite simple, pretend to be a hitch hiker, they stop for a pretty lady – or guy – the other comes around the drivers side, busts through the window to knock the driver out – Alec and I have done it before when we rescued Asha – wherever in the hell she is – so I didn't see why we couldn't use the same trick here. The only extra body we'd need was for another driver one of our own to come up after the fact and help load the shipment into our own van.
We weren't taking all of it just enough and the containment itself, boxed canned goods. I know our 'cooks' have been complaining lately about needing something more than remaking MRE's ten times over. We couldn't live off of them. But Alec insisted that in order to avoid detection on the streets it'd be better to have at least four people. We were only doing these bits on the DL since we also needed some items for the 'restaurant - bakery' thing we were opening up next month.
We got the funding for the construction nothing more. The product to keep in storage was on our own. Fortunately for him I got a call from Gamble. The gala had finally been scheduled again and he needed me to come out for it. Alec remarked "This isn't over" before looking at the plans for it once more. I ignored his retort, but as I was about to walk out I made sure no one was paying attention and grabbed his ass, giving him something to think about if he really wanted to defy me.
I briefly saw his wide-eyed look as I gave him a 'think about it' look. He growled in low tones, not wanting to alert the others nearby, realizing where my head was and what I was thinking. Either, you agree with me now or you take the couch, your choice, cause you know damn well I'm right. I smirked as I walked to our place, got redressed and headed out to the place where Gamble said to meet.
Once I arrived I looked over the area. The place was an outside picnic type event, filled with people wearing classy suits and attire. One would think the better place for such garments would be in doors to avoid chirping bird poop or grass stains, but the whole purpose now – since the building was being renovated - was to enjoy the light and beauty nature had to offer and to give back to nature as well.
Made sense since we all in some form or another come from nature. Not that anyone would see that point of view right now. Once we were in the middle of it all we were greeted by many people. Most of them getting drinks from the open bar placed near the overly decorated van – probably there to keep the refrigerators running for the expensive alcohol - while the rest talked amongst each other in their little groups.
"This better be worth it." I mumbled so no one could hear. Noticing Gamble come to my side I saw the slight shift in his stance and for half a second I wondered if he heard me, but then shook off the thought…only a transgenic, transhuman or at the very least a familiar could have heard me…and he isn't any of them. We slinked into a few different groups throughout the day.
I used the 'ole Manticore' charm as Alec would put it to sweet talk the older women into believing me and my 'organization' a worthwhile cause. Though I half suspected for some the alcohol had an effect as well to not flip out automatically at the words 'transgenic' or 'transhuman'. I wasn't complaining though. Thankfully others were willing to talk and some of them were also willing to donate to us.
I was grateful. Steering away from a couple of men whom kept giving me that tried and true looks of lust, sex, power and a filter of other emotions crossing their faces, despite the obvious pregnant belly I was sporting. You'd think that was like a fucking 'red flag'…'attention all, breeder in the room, do not touch'. The looks continued on. I guess even in pregnancy I can make a guys head turn. Even if the only guys head I want to turn is my mates.
I managed to find a more secluded area. I had already told Gamble earlier on that splitting up after the first hour might be a good idea to spread about. He agreed and here I was…four agonizing hours later. Pretending to be Gambles right hand woman was not in my card deck at all and I was tired as hell. The issues with TC were finally getting resolved something I had been unsure of when starting the construction on a 'run down previously rat infested 20 block no mans land'.
Not to mention being pregnant didn't help at all…I love my baby to death but please can't I get two nights worth of sleep? Groaning nearly out loud I texted Alec that I was making progress with the charity event that we were starting to possibly get funds in. At least we had something good rolling for us today. No response back. Before I could call him Gamble came up to me, "Everything okay?"
He handed me a strawberry lemonade. Sipping it as I put my phone away I smiling slightly as the sweet flavor hit my taste buds. I smiled, "Yeah." I put on my fake half smile. I see that he's holding something behind his back. Curious I ask, "Hiding something?" he smiles, "Not sure if you'd like it but…" he pulls out a balloon from the tied end. A red balloon. My head goes back to Manticore…to the balloon that Lydecker made me – through a stern fatherly-esk look – let go of.
Snapping my head back from its mental place I look at Gamble, "Sorry I…it's been a while since I've seen one of them." I refer to the balloon. He hands it over to me, "Where here's to happy memories." He smiles, mine falters slightly, "But its not a happy memory for you is it." He must have seen the falter…damn gotta keep my game face up. I may not wanna make Deck proud but damn it.
"No worries." I say before he can apologize and take the balloon before letting the happiness from finally getting to touch the balloon for the first time in over 13 years consume me for a few moments. Had anyone looked at me they would have thought me nuts for staring at a red balloon like it was a red ruby, a red glaring crystal or even a treasure to behold.
Remembering the feel of it all those years ago and feeling it now…I was ecstatic that I finally could relive the sensation that I had to let go of for fear of punishment from our superior officer. I managed to not let my eyes tear up at it. "I take it you like?" he asks walking along beside me. I smile, looking up and over at him, "It's very sweet, thank you." I acknowledge it.
We sit down at a picnic table…my smile remains as he talks, "Mind if I ask about the balloon? Thought you grew up in a military-esk environment?" my smile fades, "Sorry bad memories?" he winces. I look over and see he feels regret at asking something obviously moronic. I'm silent for a minute before making a decision. "We were in the woods…at Manticore…"
My decision to tell him may not have been the best but I felt the need to let it out. Logan certainly didn't know, I knew deep down he'd never understand. Alec had found it other worldly that something non-Manticore had made its way onto its grounds as we were kids growing up. He said they'd never gotten the chance to see something with actual color till their later years. Knowing what colors was one thing but to see them was another where we came from.
"Live drills, combat maneuvers, routine stuff…" I felt him stiffen slightly, "Routine stuff?" he questioned, and I looked over to him to see he looked bewildered. He had probably thought we were told different things, more verbal things to learn about and not so much on the action parts when it came to fighting and learning how to hunt…to kill, but that wasn't the case…not at all.
"This may surprise you but all that stuff regular military men and women go through and prep for years on end started when we could walk and talk. It's why being parents is a foreign concept to most of us. Shoot! I didn't even know about babies and all till I got out." but that's not the point… "I was about to watch for one of the other squads when I saw something caught in the trees."
He caught on, "The red balloon." I nodded, "Z – my brother the CO of the group, once I showed it to him, he climbed the tree and took it down. We all touched it…it was like color had somehow infiltrated our little black and grey world, and we had no idea what to do with it." I laughed in spit of the memory, before the rest of it filtered in, "The 'tact leader' saw what I had and came over."
Lost in the memory I didn't think anything of the sensation of Gamble putting his hand on my own, on my leg. "He ordered me, the 'section leader' to give him the contraband and return to the training area." Still lost I continued on, "My brother kicked him down, but one look to the Colonel, Lydecker…" I wanted to growl his name in anger over what he put us through, "And he gave me that look." I turned to him.
Now realizing his hand placement I removed mine and noticed he left his hand still sitting on my knee. I shrugged it off, nicely…if you can do that nicely, "The type that means you should know better, let it go." He nodded, though this nod was more of an indication of whether or not I was going to let go of his action. "Relax I wont kill you, just don't let it happen again." I ease him down.
"My apologies', I just…" he looks to me, his hand raised up slightly, I catch it before he can touch my face, "You're a decent man Gamble, but I love my mate. I'm carrying his child. I want this friendship to be open, but I want to make things clear." Hopefully he gets it. His laughter startles me, "Max you're a sweet woman, and you've been through hell but I wasn't hitting on you." Now I blushed, "Sorry, just your actions…" I felt foolish for thinking his actions were like that.
It's the mating thing…its gotta be…certain actions hit the radar as flirtation when to some it's really just their way of being nice, or friendly. "Speak louder than words, I know. Max I admit you're a very beautiful young woman, but I'm not about to ruin what we have as partners for a small time in the sack with a woman whose taken." I smile, thankful that whatever misconceptions Alec had were misplaced. "However if you weren't with him…" I look off as he smiles, "Joke." I laugh at him.
"Your good…had me fooled there for a second." But the look in his eyes…was he fooling around…? Or was he being honest and just covering it up…? Before I could think on it any further a few supporters I had seen Gamble with earlier come up to us, "Gamble I see you and your lovely 'associate' here are having a lovely time." Yeah layman's terms for hope you and your paid whore are having a great time.
I could read these dicks just like that. "We're having a fabulous time. Thank you." I said with false sincerity. 'Yes I've enjoyed hearing hours of dribble from all of your exceedingly bored out of their mind wives who have nothing more to do than to talk shit about you and your companies'. Can't say that though… "Would you and your lovely 'associate' care to join us for the dinner later on?" I think of a dozen different excuses, I wanted to get home…NOW!
Gamble accepted it for himself so I told them that as nice as the offer was I had a lot of work to get back to back at home. They accepted before walking off. My phone started to ring. I opened it without thought. Before I could talk though Dix's panicked voice came through, "Don't kill the messenger, but Alec's been caught by White." My world shut down. I nearly dropped my phone.
"What? What happened?" he was supposed to be safely inside TC! "He went out on the shipment run. Turns out his inside guy knew of the containers being put on a rush delivery. He said he had to go out." fucking great, "Let me guess he took four guys with him." I snipped, already walking out of the place with a worried Gamble nipping at my heels. "Three guys. They just radioed into me. He held off the fire from White's guys just before they tasered him down." I pinched the bridge of my nose.
You better be okay you ass… "Did they get any vehicle numbers, plates?" I demanded still walking, "Just one." a spark of hope flared up at that, "Start from the area they were at and track where the vehicle went. If it separated from them make sure you also track the others it was with. We can't risk loosing them." I needed to get back home now. I was trying to avoid crying like a little girl, but it was frustrating.
Gamble finally stopped me, "Are you okay?" fucking far from it. "I will be…" I turn around, "Once I rescue my mate!" I nearly stomped out. Briefly I turned back around seeing if I could use our partnership to help me out, "Alec's been taken buy a group of…" what insurrectionists? Cult freaks? "People that want him either on an autopsy table or in a cage. Either situation doesn't work for me."
Seeing where I'm going with this he offers, "I could have police check the check points tell them a hostage is in an unmarked vehicle." White could speed through them with his FBI or CIA badge. All he needs is to say he's captured a live transgenic. He'd never believe that a part of the cities FBI or CIA department has been corrupted that high up the food chain. "I wish you could help but without revealing things that I know you won't believe you can't help."
I walk off before he could rebuttal. I can't reveal too much, not like this, he won't believe me and with him thinking I'm lying…it won't be good for business. I get back to HQ just in time to find out they've taken him to a huge office building. It didn't make any sense…at first. Till we looked into what floors were owned by whom "Un – freakin - believable." Mole's first response was. "Of course." I retorted sarcastically. "McKinley." I snarled the name out.
McKinley was a no pain no gain freak. He could own several floors. In this case he owned four floors. Eight through eleven and I bet you he had familiars at the front desk to. Just in case. "We need to go in." the rest of the space was just office areas. If we did it right we could evacuate the building and get Alec out…. somehow in the panic. "Not a good idea." What the…? I looked behind me to find Deck out of his cell and standing 20 feet from me.
I looked to Daniel in anger, "Don't look at me the john was stopped up back there. He needed to go and the next one is over there." He pointed to the one down the hall. Deck put his hands up and preceded on, "I was there Max. Same place before we made the trade. I can find our way inside and avoid the different routes needed to." I didn't want him anywhere near me right now but one look from Daniel to Mole said it all, "Mole can go with Joshua to. All four of you." Daniel suggested.
Great…Deck… "If you even breath wrong this prego bitch is taking you down." I threatened outward walking down the small set of stairs. Joshua lets out something resembling a grunt when it actually came out more as a 'ruff', and Mole merely grinned around his cigar while stating in a casual tone, "Go ahead try something out there…I dare yah…" he tapped the end of his gun with a thud to Deck's forehead.
Then he grinned around the cigar, "Actually please try something, cause I really wanna hit yah." Deck had to back up a step to avoid another pain full tap to the head, "Best behavior, promise. Besides…" he looked over to me in something that resembled 'caring', "Max's progeny is at stake here. The last thing I want is for her to panic cause something goes haywire from our end and she gives birth to early." The way he said it…did he think I wasn't going?!
"Whoa! What makes you think I'm not going? He's my mate?" he looked down like he was about to tisk me. Like I was a child about to have a tantrum. "Max you're pregnant." Okay state to obvious, "Yeah and?" he made to explain when I went up to him and one handedly shoved him bodily into Daniel whom in turn stood his ground and acted as a wall, "Get it through your thick, military made head. Yes I'm pregnant but that doesn't make me disabled." He went to protest when I squeezed his throat…harder.
"I'm going to go get my mate back, the four of us are leaving in the next 15 minutes. No arguments!" my cold hard tone broke no arguments. True some part of me knew I wasn't being completely logical. Wasn't it me who told Gem she couldn't fight due to her pregnancy? Yeah but she was literally going into labor. Plus I'm not going to fight unless necessary – PLUS…I still have a week till the babies due. Gem was over due by a week already…. so there!
Alec's POV
I knew some was wrong when I felt the temperature of the room. It was cold. I looked down to see only my pants and t-shirt on. Even my boots and socks were MIA. My phone that I normally kept glued to me was now visually hooked up to a computer. Probably downloading my entire contacts list…shit. I closed my eyes and shook my head slightly to gain some clarity.
Opening them fully I was greeted by White's smug face. Double shit. For a few moments all I could think of was…For once I was right…we had needed more man power…but not to load the truck…to be a fucking look out for White's merry band of no pain no gain trannie haters! I knew something was going wrong when the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. Then of course there was the fucking shooting that started up.
Whod'a thought White would have been on his way out of the city on that road out of every fucking road in and out of Seattle. It's why we picked it for the high jack! Go figure…I've now decided to somehow plant a tracker somewhere on White so we can track him at all times. Maybe one of those ingestible ones, just have to get him to eat it…or drink it…I look up to see his face…okay enough inner monologging…we have a psycho afoot!