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Season 4 ep.15

Alec's POV

Getting inside proved to be easier than I'd originally thought. After the security guard called him up he let us in. Probably thought Max was coming up with me. I had called to confirm with Luke a few moments ago that she was still at TC. I didn't need her here, not when she thought she could save this douche bag on wheels and beat his ass in at the same time.

Don't get me wrong she can hold her own but when you combine recent twin delivery, not having worked out much, WITH an un-dying need to save everyone it kind of clashes with self-preservation. She's a self sacrificing person, however I'm not going to let her unintentionally sacrifice herself just to try and make amends or to save a man who needs a psyche ward.

On thoughts of her I can't help but think back to her breastfeeding recently. I still can't help but smile every time I think about our baby girls. They look like the perfect blend of Max and me. Small tuffs of her dark hair peaking in between my dark blonde hair, and my cat eyes were the most pronounced so far. Proud moments, I smile in happiness.

A smack to the back of my head from a 'What the fuck?' Cece brings me back to the here and now reminding me I can't revel in that now. The guard gave us access to the elevators, which got us closer, faster to our goal.

"So other than 'back up publicity support' why bring me along? Don't you hate me?" Krit asked dryly. I sighed. Even Cece rubbed her face in her hands, "No I don't hate you, but I do however hate that you can't seem to stop seeing your deceased brother in me. I'm NOT Ben and I never will be." Krit's face went into Manticore mask mode. Cece looked to me as if she wanted to say something, I held my hands up.

"Krit…" Cece began to ward off any further verbal attacks from her supposed partner on this little side job here. Even she saw the wayward looks he sent Syl when he thought no one else was looking. "I know Max and believe me she loves him with everything she's got inside of her. He's the real deal." She told him, his mask only slightly faltering as he shot me a look of contempt.

"She loves him more than anything. So he has an old friends face…" he shot his face to hers fast before she shot him back a glare just as equal to his face now owned, "Hey I know what I know! Yes you all grew up together for a few years but she's nowhere nearly directly related to him. Is that what it is? You see it as a brother and sister deal?" she asked him.

He did not look at her he just faced straightforward not answering. I don't believe it. Cece got him. "Oh I see now." She folded up her arms over her chest. "So let me get this straight, YOU can make mo-mo eyes at Syl but God forbid Max and Alec fall in love, pop out some beautiful bouncin' baby girls and have a happy life together. WOW! You'd think for her 'sibs' they'd want her to be happy and NOT be hypocritical." He looked ready to protest.

But Cece caught him, "But what do I know, I've only lived next door to them for over a year, been her friend for a year and a half now, and been through thick and thin with her in the middle of it all. But you know what it's like, you've been there. Oh, wait a minute you HAVEN'T. In fact, when was the last time you saw her before Manticore went down?" I couldn't help but smirk, as Krit had nothing to say back to her on.

But then he gaze shifted to me, "Hate me for all I care but nothing will ever change that fact that, I'm NOT Ben and Max IS mine, deal with it." His shocked and angered expression met my cool and steady…and admittedly…cocky gaze. Stepping off the elevator I narrowed my hearing down see if he was using the exoskeleton. I could still hear the faint whirl of the motor. He may be hopped up on our blood but he's still using enhancements to get around.

Knocking on the door, I briefly considered knocking him out as he answered but thought better of it. We needed to talk and get everything through his head before we demand to know what he's planning. We couldn't take any risks when it came to him. It was why I was actually glad Krit was here as well. Logan knew Krit and didn't mind him. Cece could help me get into Logan's head.

I was using Max's help just not in the way she had intended. He answered the door, at first I was stunned, new haircut, shaved…yep he thought Max was coming over. I could even smell his aftershave, it was sickening to think of what else he might have done in preparation of her arrival. I walked in past him without a second thought, "Come in." Logan remarked sarcastically.

I looked back to see he was looking out in the hallway, "She's not coming. She's working in TC. You know, where she belongs." I told him, adding on the last part just to ruffle his feathers…so to speak. My voice full was of self-assurance and a tinge of arrogance. I didn't mention the Gamble part since I didn't need him knowing possible sensitive information. He frowned, "Max doesn't belong with you, she belongs with me and when things go wrong I will be there for her."

I looked around the penthouse. He definitely was back. The place looked spotless. I was tempted to ask who he hired to clean it. We could have hired them to clean TC when we needed it. But as soldiers whom did get reprimanded our jobs were to clean up after drills, combat exercises, weapons handling and the meal hall. So all in all it was nothing to figure out how to clean up TC.

But back to the issue at hand here. I had to admit you never would have guessed what had taken place here. But at the same time…what a moronic, self-absorbed and if you ask me, arrogant choice to make. You're so cocky and overconfident, you're going to move back into the exact same place where White found your operations and shot it up? Yes this man was deluded.

So deluded…remembering his words laughed at them, "You really think that after what you've done that she'll come back to you?" he looked on as if it wasn't much. Knowing that Krit was behind me I gave him signals behind my back to check his apparent NEW systems for anything on us, he left off. Capturing Logan's attention from Krit's departure I continued on, "I mean I've done some pretty wack things myself but you've taken the cake." That was one way of putting it.

"Max will understand and forgive me. Besides I think we both know that once her bac-" he stopped mid sentence obviously realizing the error in his words. My inner protective alpha was coming out, "And what makes you think anything will happen once her 'back' is turned?" I saw the look on his face of trying to pull someone else into this. "Do you really think any of your lies will work?" I asked him.

I went on after his moment of silence, "We know you were gettin' your peep on watching us. A sick kind of kink if you ask me, to watch your ex with her mate, oh and ah…we also know about your new 'blood kick' to." He looked to Cece and back to me in slight shock, I once again laughed, as she simply crossed her arms over her chest. Trying to be serious I couldn't help but keep on laughing.

"Seriously were transgenics of course we'd figure it out." I nearly cackled at his shocked expression. Taming down my laughter asked a bit more seriously, "My question is, do you really think that by replacing your blood with ours you'll become one of us?" he looked stern to me now, "I've always told her we'd make it through anything together…" was he going even more off the deep end?

I looked to Cece who was looking worried herself, "Logan you know Max did love you,

but that's over with now. She doesn't see you like that any more. She loves Al-" he shouted out before getting quiet again, "SHE LOVES ME! I KNOW SHE DOES!" if anything his attitude and his blatant disrespect interrupting her, enraged Cece. Me I knew how Max felt and I had full confidence in her, "She DID love you and FYI don't YOU yell at me! Only dogboy gets to do so!" she snapped at him.

He looked to her and before the conversation could get further off the rails I butted in again, "Tell me what your planning Logan." he shifted from foot to foot, not so confident now that the 'big bad transgenic' is in his home now. "Tell me or I show you what a real transgenic is made of." I stepped forward and he tried to get into my face. "You're a transgenic figure it out!" he had a lot of balls to yell at me at a time like this, but his words made me think.

The transgenic blood, the peeping around TC…I shot a look to him, "How long?" I asked voice full of anger at having mine and Max's privacy monitored. That was all ours, between us, no one else. He smiled, "A while no-" he didn't finish as I blurred to him, lifting him from his feet and slamming him in to the nearest wall. It's how he knew, he'd been trailing us, following us whenever we left TC. "You're sick you know that? What kind of man spies on his ex long after they break up?!" I yelled.

He managed to push me away somewhat using all of his strength, which told me he was due for a transfusion. Transgenic blood for long durations would give you an added edge but the mental pieces would rip the head apart. So he basically was on a drug right now and drugs at the right times with adrenaline can give the illusion of added strength. "She will come back to me!" he truly believed it.

And I truly felt sorry for him. "Dude its not going to happen, she hates what you've become." I told him. "You're lying! Once you leave her for another flimsy-" his last words that left his snarling lips were choked in his throat as his head made a tiny dent in the wall I held him up against. I think I even shocked Cece right then and there. "Alec!" Krit warned. I barely heard his voice.

"Make no mistake I would NEVER leave her! She's my mate I LOVE her! More than anything I've ever loved before in my life - so if you think you're messed up ways here are going to win her back - think for - " Krit interrupted me as he pulled me back only to start beating on Logan himself. I was momentarily stunned before I pulled him off the now partially bloodied man.

"Krit what the hell man?!" he just came out of nowhere and he was pissed as hell, "You son of a bitch!" he lunged at Logan again. Only my quick reflexes and strength kept him from his apparent new goal…kill Logan. After realizing I wasn't going to let him go unless he settled down he managed to calm himself down to less enraged state. Seeing he had his head back on him I let go.

"What's wrong man?! What did you find?" I asked remembering I'd asked him to look through Logan's files. He pushed me off the rest of the way, but seeing me acting as a potential guard for future Intel that we might need he stayed away from Logan. He knew I'd interfere in protecting for what I needed…at least until I could get back to my own private mission.

"He's responsible for Seth's death!" I remember that name…why…? Max! Max's brother! He escaped with the group only to disappear. He was one of the few Max never found…wait - responsible?! "What are you talking about?" he pointed to the room with the computer's, I instead gave Cece a look to check herself. Syl was still over there seemingly in her own little world.

Was she okay? Logan made a motion that both of us got in the way of. Now he looked a bit fearful. Krit tried to use Logan's movement as an opportunity but I caught it. Now after a minute of restraining Krit, she and Syl both walked back over, "Its true…" she turned her attention back to Logan, Syl wore Manticore mask all the way. I could see the cogs in her head, planning different spots of where to bury his ass. That was her comrade, her brother and also Max's Comrade, her brother.

"You never told her how you also had found out about her." he looked away unable to meet her gaze. Syl turned her mask to me. The only emotion leaking through were tears that she was unable to hold back. I felt for her, I really did. "He sent him on a suicide mission up on the needle. Seth wasn't told all the details and was cornered, then shot. He fell to his death." This all of a sudden became a bad idea. Now even Cece looked ready to kill him.

I had to regain control of the situation before Logan would realize he had an accessible door behind him. "We'll let Max deal with that later right now he needs to learn a lesson." Before I could talk further my phone rang. Seeing the caller I.D. had Luke I answered, "If it's not global - " Luke rarely cut in on me so when he did it struck me, "Max is on her way and pissed to." Why would…?

"What happened now?" I demanded, "We found an article online while I was monitoring Logan. I'm sending you the link." He cut the phone call and sent it. Seeing it I motioned for Cece to watch over Logan seeing as how I didn't think either sibling could do it without killing him. After a brief typing the article came up. After reading it I saw RED! I slammed my fist down on his desk gaining the attention of everyone in the room and cracking it in the process. Okay I no longer felt sorry.

I was fucking pissed. I turned around to ask him in tones feral enough to have Krit shift a step, even in his angered state, "What gives you the right to make a public announcement that MAX is going to be your 'NEW WIFE?!' and what the hell are you planning with 'Cale Industries?'" I now wanted to know more than ever what he was planning. It clearly involved Max and she was NOT going to deal with this on top of everything else on her plate.

Logan just looked on mad at me now, not in a 'I'm mad at you' but in a 'I'm crazy mad' now. "Once you leave her, she'll have no choice but to come back to me. I've already got everything prepped up to. I now own 'Cale Industries'." I frowned, "Own? I thought that company got seized by the government from your family." Logan's smile widened, "I made them a deal they couldn't refuse." I was leery of him now. What could Logan have promised them that they'd give the company back?

"What'd you promise them?" I asked. Still curved in a smile the words, "I promised them the complete support of Eyes Only, in favor of bringing transgenics and transhumans back under military command with Max and myself of course in charge." Left his lips. I looked at him like he was bonkers, "Are you completely off your rocker?" I asked mildly,

since I thought his mind was totally gone.

Maybe he was on meds that we didn't know about. Maybe the combination of meds and transgenic blood was eating away at his brain cells cause that was…there was no logic at all to his statement, or his proposal. It had to be to make an offer he could NEVER follow through on. "You know the last thing in the world Max would do, would be agreeing to that."

Only then did his smile falter, "She'll agree. If she wants the information on her mother I have for her, and to know where Kavi and Vada are." more of her siblings? I looked to see Syl and Krit sending him murderous stares. "And you think with that she'll agree?" he looked to pompous for his own good, "You are truly a lost cause if you believe that." I tell him. He sputters, "There's more to give her." I smiled, "And what's that?" what more could he offer her that she'd turn, so to speak, on her own kind.

"She'll get White off her back. If she convinces the rest of you to work for the government again, you'll all be immune from White's forces. He won't be able to touch anyone of you." I pinched the bridge of my nose to prevent the on slaughter of the headache coming to me. "Your absolute belief in your own words is amazing. But let me let you in on a little something." he crossed his arms over his chest.

"One, to have us all 'enslaved' - and you might as well call it that – again, Max would protest till she turned blue in the face, second, we already have leads on her mom, third we also had leads on her remaining sib's, and four unless the government believed you on the 'snake cult' which I don't believe…at all…then I think it's safe to say their 'promise' is full of lies."

I really wanted to say shit but I thought talking more on his level might work better. His face dropped seeing as how the first two things – though we didn't have any leads on her other sibs, he didn't need to know that – we already had, but even he should have known better than to believe anything the government promises without proof in writing. If I wasn't living the life I was living, I'd serious think I was watching a sci-fi show, with 'snake cults' to boot.

"Now back to the article. Did you really think you were gonna get away with that? Max will hand you your ass." He smirked, "She wouldn't do anything to hurt me. She loves me. I love her." I smiled, "She loves you as much as she loves a thorn now a days." He stiffened, "You don't get it. She moved on. She's living the life she wants to…more or less." I reasoned.

It wasn't till his next words came out that I saw red and blurred to put him into a defining choke hold, dropping my cell in the process, "Forced into you mean. Honestly Alec, she should have let that bomb go off inside of your head. I wonder when the day will come when your trigger is hit and you implode. I wonder how messy you'll b - " Logan was pinned to the wall too fast for anyone to process, let alone Logan himself. He feebly scratched at my hand.

I reveled in fear he was radiating. It was coming off in waves. My inner alpha was soaking up the scent, "Max didn't let that bomb go off cause that's not the type of woman she is." Even Logan in his eyes had to agree with me there, "You know what really nails me the most though? What pisses me off?" I asked. Not able to talk or move he simply tried to communicate 'What?' through his eyes.

"No matter what you do..." I ground out, "Even after all of this…after everything you've done, the amount of times you've hurt her emotionally and taken from her. She's still gonna forgive you." He looked pleased yet confused as to why I was telling him this,

"Cause no matter how many times the people in her life, the people that she loves let her down, she still gonna keep on doing the right thing." I loved and hated her for it all at once. It made her special and a fucking target.

"Cause it's the only thing she knows of what to do. To please others, it's what she does." Again his eyes read agreement. "She helps people. Even when she's on the fence about why, she still has this 'self-sacrificing' air about her. She's willing to do whatever it takes to help those that are innocent, those that she feels can be redeemed. Which is a lot of people I would have let go of." Deciding to make him see the point of my little 'ergo' speech I decide to give him examples of those before him.

"There's Zack's redeeming qualities, wherever the hell Brin is, if she even made it through the blast from the DNA lab, and Jace, she's somewhere is in Mexico, and now you. Well that is if your newly developed stunts don't keep her from handing you your ass on a silver plate." He seemed a little more than stunned by this revelation. It was right then that the door was being knocked on. Syl and Krit went to deal with the security as they threatened to break the door down.

"You can be helped you know." Cece said from behind me. I didn't spare her a glance though, "Alec knows it, and he is just upset at your stupidity." I frowned and turned around, "I'm pissed cause this ass seems to think 'me' the 'nut job' with one screw left before I snap." Anybody would be. "When it's in fact him that's going to be seconds away from loosing what's left of his brain cells." The door was then kicked in and I saw my mate standing there.

Proud as could be I saw the look she had on her face, between Krit rushing inside while Syl dealt with the security. However Logan's next words had me seconds away from snapping his neck, "In the end it'll be me. It always is." It would have been so easy to kill him, so easy. I pressed down, but then I completely released him. He fell to the ground gasping for breath as I leaned down and spoke close to his ear, "I may not be a righteous man, but I'm certainly not a sociopath." He glared at me as best he could.

"Max…" he gasped out. I felt her behind me but made no move to help him or stop me, her trust in me and in the situation proof of our connection over theirs. He saw it to; otherwise that desperate look wouldn't have surfaced on his face, "Please. You're making a mistake." Being with me he means, "No Logan…" her voice sad and calm, "You made the mistake." He looked to her desperately now. "You choose him? He wins you?" he asked in disbelief.

"Alec had me from day one. It's just neither of us knew … we just didn't know it. It's always been him. I love him." she looked to me with it radiating through her eyes. I know she read the same emotion through my eyes as well. "Max please…" he begged. We both turned back to him, "I can be strong, he's weak. His mind is weak, like Ben's was. He'll…." She turned her head from him, "He's more of a man than you'll ever be Logan."

I was wondering when the need to save him would come out. "However I know that deep down inside you are still you and not this mess of a person I see in front of me. Let us help you. We can wean you off the blood and you can be you again." She pleaded with him. There it is ladies and gents the ever clear 'you can be saved' coming out loud and clear. Hell I can't fault her for it. It's what kept me out of the frying pan and pulled me into her heart…and her bed.

Logan's retort though didn't help, "Max he's a freaking sociopath. He'll snap one day. You need to see the truth." She knew what I was about, just like I knew what she was about. "I do see the truth." She replied. "Question is can you accept it?" she stood closer to me. Something about the movement made him snap. He broke my hold in surprise and grabbed for a gun underneath the coffee table I hadn't spotted.

Whod'a thought Mr. EO would have brandished a firearm under a coffee table. I was quicker though. Disarming him in seconds, I pulled his face up with my hand, "Don't kill him…yet." Max pulled on my other arm, the one that still held the handgun. I rolled my eyes, "You wanna know the difference between you and me?" I asked him. "You wanna know why in the end it'll always be me…" he looked slightly fear full…good you should fear me…

"Because where you see a moment of weakness I see a moment of strength." Without another word I clocked him, ironically enough with his own gun. He went out like a light bulb. The security finally managed to break past Syl and came in. After a quick call to Dr. Carr to confirm Logan's 'mental health condition' and the explanation of why he looked a mess 'yeah he had a break down and tried to beat everyone up, so we put him down…to sleep'.

Not the exact words but it was enough to get them to let us pass through with Logan secured over Alec's shoulder. "Remind me to hand Logan his ass after this." I grouched out. "Again?" Krit asked, a little mirth to his words. I looked to him, "If you wanna after I'm done you can have a go at him." he smiled at the offer. "I'll keep that in mind." Well finally. Some level ground between us.

Getting back to TC was relatively easy…save for the large load I carried the whole way there. We ended up on Max's orders taking him to the infirmary. Temporarily though, he was to go to the prison cells next to Deck soon. We just needed to set up the equipment first. Cuffing him down and sedating him with stuff powerful enough to take one of our own down, he was all hooked up.

We did make sure though that since we never had someone detox off of transgenic blood transfusions, especially on someone that was on them for so long we had to keep an hourly watch on him.

One of the X5 staff members would give Max and myself an hourly progress report. The text would either read 'out' for still knocked out, or 'awake' for he's woken up. We doubted he would for the next several days though. Personally I wanted him to detox without the pain meds. Just to feel the pain. But as our doc's and from Dr. Carr's words, Logan might not survive it. We needed to know how his big plan was going to be carried out. Or how he thought it was.

As for his publicity stunt, once a bit of his 'health condition' got out, the tabloids dumped any future articles and stopped printing those, even going as far as making a small comment in a later article by stating, 'in regards with Mr. Cale's 'health condition' we do offer condolences to his family.' Nothing more was said about his 'future wife'. Thank god…

The next day I saw Max looking in through the window at him. Anger was in her features but a bit darker, I'm sorry was in there as well. She probably thought in some way this was all her fault. I walked up behind her and enveloped her within my arms. She took comfort in my presence, "No worries, he'll be his 'annoying old 'gotta save the world by Tuesday morning' self again in no time." She gave off a short chuckle.

"I just keep thinking," she whispered out, before turning slightly in my arms and looking up into my eyes. "Had I just answered one of his calls, his texts, his pages…" I knew she was blaming herself. "Logan knew what he was doing. He let his need to be with you again go beyond the bounds of reality. He let it become his obsession and in turn let his own psychosis get the better of him." she nodded her head in agreement, though reluctantly.

She was ready to say something, I cut her off, "If you dare even start to THINK this is in anyway your fault shove the thoughts aside cause you know deep down whatever guilt you felt in the beginning is what's keeping you from seeing the true damage he's caused." I turned her fully around, "That man is not the man you or I used to know. He's different, his personality is now completely different." She seemed more upset by it. I think in the end she's upset at the fact that she can't save him.

I guide her around to face him through the glass, "Listen, you heard Dr. Carr yourself, it took those Manticore scientist doc's ages to prepare us, our bodies for the advance skills and traits that came with the DNA. Logan's mental state clashed with it intensely. His body couldn't and would never have been able to handle such a steep DNA change." Her head nodded.

"I know, but…" I sighed, "No buts. Our blood can help others but it can't be used to change original cell structure. He didn't seem to get that. He might have had some perks but he'd never fully have the rewards our DNA has to offer. Once he gets off his 'deluxe transgenic high' we'll have Mia go through his head. I think she's still around here. We can have her go all 'psy-ops' on him - in a pleasant 'pick your brain – not literally' type of way." I reassured her.

She nodded, "Despite what you may believe about me, it is my fault he's in here. I should have listened to Zack from the start and have left Seattle ages ago. Look how many people are getting hurt because of me." I looked at her shocked, "Who the hell has seriously gotten hurt because of a direct result of YOUR actions?" I demanded pulling her back around.

She looked to me like it was obvious, "First I almost get Hannah killed, Zack martyred himself for me, Brin got taken back to Manticore on account of me, Tinga's dead because I couldn't save her in time, Sam got caught by White and put through hell cause of me, Cindy nearly died because of me, I literally killed your twin, Brain died saving my life – I mean really do I need to go on?!" she by this point was exasperated. Hands flying all about, truthfully I think she needed to vent.

"So all the good you've done over time means nothing?" she shot me a look, "You've saved my life on more than one occasion, Hannah was saved by you, you save Brin when you could have let her die, you saved Zack after the fact, Tinga made her own choice, Sam is happy wherever the hell she and her family are thanks to you, Cindy is alive thanks to you, you saved lives by killing my twin, and Brain again made his choice." Her shoulders fell in defeat.

"And from the old cases that you and Logan used to work you've save about as many

lives as I've…you've saved a lot of lives Max. Logan is one of hundreds that you might not be able to. Nobody would look at you any differently if you couldn't." she looked up to me, "I would see myself differently if one person that I once loved and looked to for guidance couldn't be saved." She saw the look on my face.

Then smiled in grim determination, "Don't get me wrong, Logan deserves to suffer for what he's done. But there are questions he needs to answer to first and foremost. We need that information from him. Plus, there's still that chance that he can be saved." I stiffened slightly at her trying to save him. She put a hand on my arm to calm me down. "If he can he can, but if he can't…." she looked back to him.

Truthfully she was starting to have more of a defeated look on her face. Perhaps

preparing herself for the inevitable conclusion she already knew to come. "He was a decent part of my life for two years. I can't just let that go." Not wanting to let the years to have been for nothing… "I can't just think 'he's a lost cause'. I've got to at least try to save him. It's his last chance at redemption." She explained. I somewhat agreed with her, "Just don't get your hopes up to high." I warn her.

Please don't get your hopes up to high, cause if he tries something, if he's to blinded by his own obsession then I will have to put him down. Yeah we need answers, we have a growing problem with him that we don't need on top of everything else we have with Gamble and White rearing his head in every so often. Question is would you be able to when the time comes…?

Max POV

When I had busted through the door I was surprised, stunned and a bit hurt by Logan's words. Alec's were truthful, Logan's…he believed them but we knew them not to be true. I could tell he felt proud of my presence there but right now wasn't the time for that. I started to walk forward when Logan's next words had set Alec off, "In the end it'll be me. It always is."

I knew Alec wanted to kill him, saw it in his eyes. But his next move surprised and moved me. He simply let Logan go. A testament to how much he's grown over the years as a man. If only Logan knew it was always Alec…even when we didn't know…maybe I should just tell him. He gasped my name through desperate lips, seeking my help. Help to tell Alec that he's wrong. But he wasn't. His eyes became more desperate, "Please, you're making a mistake." No Logan you did.

"No Logan…" my voice sad and calm, "You made the mistake." He looked to me in desperation now. "You choose him? He wins you?" he asked in disbelief. Time to tell him the truth, a truth neither of us knew till later on, "Alec had me from day one. It's just neither of us knew … we just didn't know it. It's always been him. I love him." I looked to Alec with all the love I would hold for him.

I saw it mounting equally within him as well. It set up heart up a few new beats. "Max please…" his begging became pathetic. All the more reason why I felt the need to help him, he had after all been a decently sized part of my life. I can't just drop that. His negativity just kept coming and I was shocked Alec kept his cool. The insults had me ready to yell out at Logan but Alec's calmness kept me cool as well.

After Logan's brief gun stunt we managed to knock him out and took him with us. With some persuasion to the security of the place – coupled with Dr. Carr's confirmation of Logan's mental status – we were out of there. On the way back to TC my mind was racing with thoughts. 'What if's' plagued my head as I watched the X5 medic cuff Logan then slid the needle into his arm to wean him off the blood.

It would be a taxing process, Logan would be out for at least the rest of the day under the drugs we used to keep him under. Hopefully enough time for his mind to go back somewhat to normal so Mia could get inside his head and figure him out. Some part of me felt that if he just had his head on straight he could be fine. He could be Logan again and not this obsessed crazed version of him. If only…maybe…I had just…. "I just keep thinking…" I responded to Alec's attempt at humor.

"Had I just answered one of his calls, his texts, his pages…" maybe it would have been different. Maybe we could have worked through it all. I just wanted him to see that we were over with. Maybe I had gone about this the wrong way - maybe his being in there is all on me…one hundred percent. Alec's next word's cut me off before I could utter a protest or a retort.

"If you dare even start to THINK this is in anyway your fault shove the thoughts aside cause you know deep down whatever guilt you felt in the beginning is what's keeping you from seeing the true damage he's caused." he turned me fully around, "That man is not the man you or I used to know. He's different, his personality is now completely different." I was more upset by it. I just wish I could save him.

He guided me around to face Logan through the glass, "Listen, you heard Dr. Carr yourself, it took those Manticore scientist doc's ages to prepare us, our bodies for the advance skills and traits that came with the DNA. Logan's mental state clashed with it intensely. His body couldn't and would never have been able to handle such a steep DNA change." I nodded my head in agreement.

Alec gave me a bit more of an explanation before I couldn't help but think of all those that got hurt on account of me. After going back and forth through a 'look what negative I've done' to his 'look at the positive you've done' we ended up at a stand still. I knew Logan deserved punishment, I wasn't denying that but he still deserved a chance at redemption…didn't he? I had to try.

Logan has helped me in the past anyways. Granted he put me in harms way a few times but there were several times when he put himself in the firing range to get my ass out of the crossfire. This last chance for him is what's going to make us even…if we weren't already. I just don't want to have any regrets that I didn't try everything to save someone I at one point did love, even if it was just as friends. The question lingering in my head however was another what if.

'What if' I have to kill him? 'What if' he tries to hurt some I love? 'What if' he ruins all we've worked for? But the one that burned the most would be if ANY of that came to pass would I have to balls to kill him myself? Could I kill him? After everything that's happened could I kill an innocent man who turned this way cause I entered his life and fucked it up? Could I kill a man even though now he wasn't nearly as innocent as he led me to believe?

I'm not sure I can. "So what lead you over to Logan's crib? We never did discuss that." Alec asked me. Now that we were heading away from his set up cell and into HQ we fell into more of a comfortable stance. His arm wrapped around my shoulders in comfort as I held onto his waist for good measure. In an hour we were going to have to pick up the girls so we had to make our trip to HQ quick. We nearly jumped the steps to get up to what had led me there to begin with.

"The article. Everything it had entailed including a picture." I responded. He looked to me in disbelief. Even though we already were working with it and the newspaper that printed it we still had our copy. Alec deserved to know. I had Dix pull it up, "What the f-" I cut him off, "You SEE?!" I was feeling slightly better…slightly. "I presume Gamble left a while ago." He remarked.

I nodded, "We should send a team back over to Logan's place to see if White's men or anybody else on his side showed up to talk about whatever taps they heard." I agreed, we needed to be sure.

Its not like anything incriminating was said but we needed to be sure all of Logan's data that he'd apparently kept a copy of and filed it on his new systems didn't get seen by White or any of his men. "Was anyone at the computers over there? We could have the team purge them." I suggested. He looked up before grabbing his phone, "Hey Krit, Alec here, listen before you found your tidbit of Intel did you managed to purge the Intel from Logan's computers?" judging by the look of defeat he didn't.

What Intel though? "We'll have the team clean the computers." He said. "What intel did Krit find?" I asked. He looked around briefly. "I'll tell you in your office." He gave me a look that broke no arguments so I let it go. However he nearly blew up at my next statement, "Okay well it can wait this job can't. I'll go with the team. Be back in an hour." I didn't get two feet before Alec stopped me.

Anybody else at that moment would have shied away or have become too scared to look at the death glare Alec was throwing my way. "What?" I demanded. I wasn't custom to seeing that glare from him often. "You gave birth less than two months ago, you haven't trained at all in that time, and your muscles did grow weaker. You need to be fitter to take on whatever White has to throw at us. You know that." I may have known it but damn you ass, I can take care of myself.

Side I was working out and training, "We all know better than to try and tangle with one of White's no pain no gain freaks we need more than one person. Right now your body is still healing from giving birth to twins. You need to let it finish healing." He cajoled. I knew he was just trying to help, that he didn't know I'd been working out, that my body was nearly fully healed. Giving birth wasn't by any means easy but I managed and he did see me 'spar' off with Mole.

Yeah in a controlled environment with another transhuman that you told specifically not to go full out on so Gamble wouldn't see what you were fully capable of. Okay so maybe he had a point but it was only a routine go in, clean the hardware and get out. He didn't need to react like this. Alec seemed like he didn't want to listen to reason though. Stepping into my personal space I felt heat and need, along with anger at my being talked down to like I didn't know what my body was capable of.

"Okay one I have been training, second it's a simple in and out job, so not that long, and third formerly pregnant or not I can still take care of myself!" I steamed out before he could talk. "Even under emotional pressures?" he questioned calmly. I turned my head to the side in question myself, "The hell are you - " I could tell he was trying to reign in his temper but his next words, once he walked forward the two steps and pressed his lips intimately against my ear took the air out of the room for me.

"If you can handle knowing Logan was responsible for Seth's death and still go back to his place be my guest." He leaned back before walking off ordering the unit to go a purge Logan's computers…again. I was left stunned. Alec himself hadn't left but as I stood stunned processing the thoughts the unit had rushed out on Alec's command. He walked back to me.

His words pulled me from my processing trance, "I couldn't let you go in your state. Whether you want to admit it or not your body needs to heal." Let me go…? "Let me go." I repeated as he walked away thinking I understood his reasoning. I understood he was about to get his ass whooped. You could hear a pin drop with the quietness around the room, no one dared to say a word.

You know what, we'll see about that! He walked away determined to end it there, but I was hardly through with him. "Listen here you walking bag of Dicks!" I grabbed Luke's coffee cup that was on a separate table and threw it contents and all at his head. He had turned around just in time to avoid the cup and its contents. His quick last minute reflexes kept him from having a gash across his forehead. He was stunned at the notion that I threw a coffee cup at him but it had its effect of getting his attention.

I looked him dead in the eyes, "My body is healed enough. So how dare you…" I walked all the way down to him until I was less than a foot away not wanting the whole conversation to be HQ's business, "Assume that I need to heal still. I know my body better than anyone – ANYONE!" he made a motion to repeal that I know he was going to. "Just because we're mated with daughters doesn't mean you get to decide everything that goes on!"

He looked around at all the glances we were getting. Despite my attempt at low key, in a room full of transgenics things were hardly ever, low key. He grabbed my arm and swiftly walked me over to my office. Closing the door to retain some amount of privacy. I turned my back to him trying to regain some control over my emotions. Him telling me about Seth blew my mind and had me stunned long enough for him to send a quick unit over to Logan's old crib.

Now here we were trying to have a calm conversation without exposing our personal lives to HQ. I just…I'm not a fucking piece of breakable glass. I can handle myself…even if a little under muscled I can. Sometimes I really, seriously wish I could just prove that to him…sometimes…feeling him come up behind me I stiffened and asked in lower tones, "You apologizing?"

"Yeah…" his voice rough, making me remember other times he'd used it. His arms wrapped around my waist, I sighed, "I just wish you could see that I'm not a piece of glass that once you touch can break." I admit. He held me tighter, "I don't see you as glass." I turned in his embrace, "Bull!" I call out. "I see you as my best friend, My mate, My lover, The mother of my daughters and My pain in the ass CO." I tried as hard as I could to prevent the smile from cracking on my lips.

"I guess I'm just adjusting to your going back automatically to being the old you. Pre -pregnancy. Just give me a little time to adjust." I smiled up at him and leaned into his embrace. "Now you mentioned you've been working out?" he questioned, "And you mentioned Logan had something to do with Seth's death?" he sighed. Taking my hand he sat down on my chair before bringing me to sit on top of him.

"I'll tell you what Krit told me then you can read what we jacked from Logan's files from before. We just haven't had the time to go through them all yet." I nodded. I have a bad feeling about this. What was Logan hiding from me all this time?

Cece's POV

Seeing Max blow up at Alec in front of HQ was the last straw so when he took her to her office we all sighed and wondered who was going to blow up first. Nothing was yelled or screamed for a solid two minutes. Then BAM! Max's "NO! HE - " got cut off as Alec pulled her out of the office and went to Luke's computer to pull up the file Krit had seen and had her read it for herself.

The look of defeat was clear on her face. Something bad just got revealed. Her head fell into her hands as Alec leaned over to comfort her. I watch Krit walk in there seeing the display. I had to figure out why our so-called 'fearless leader' was looking like someone killed her dog…so to speak. I walked up to Krit and asked him, "What did you find in Logan's files that has Max acting like this?"

He looked to me in anger. "That ass of an ex of hers was directly responsible for our brother Seth's death." He walked away. I was shocked. No wondering why. I looked up to her…I hope you find peace with it soon…cause we still have a dozen other things to do and worry about here…

Max's POV

The news hit me hard. Reading it from Logan's pile was even worse. Alec was there in comfort and it did help. Greatly. Why Logan? Why did you hide this? But I knew the answer…cause he knew I never would have helped him to start with. He knew…all this time I never knew. I bitterly had to hand it to him. He was the reigning champ when it came to deception. Cause I fell hook line and sinker.