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Has Anyone Ever Written Anything for You	By : girltype Category: 1 through F > Dark Angel Views: 5197 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author�s Note: Gosh, I�m kinda sad now. I don�t know if this end has managed to do justice to the rest of the story, and I hope it does. I�m not exactly the best critique cuz if you had asked me I would have said that all of the story needed vast improving. I will be coming out with more stories soon. I�ve been working on this almost non-stop and I have no idea what to do with myself now. So thus more stories will be coming.

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Has Anyone Ever Written Anything for You?

Chapter 14: What can I say?
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She�s blood, flesh, and bone
No types of silicone
She�s touch, smell, sight, taste, and sound
But somehow I can�t believe
That anything should happen
I know where I belong 
And nothings gonna happen
Cuz she�s so high, High above me
She�s so lovely
She�s so high
Like Cleopatra
Joan of ark advertising (ta ta ta ta)
She�s so high
High above me
First class and fancy sprees 
She�s high society
She�s got the best of everything
What could a guy like me ever really offer?
She�s perfect as she can be
Why should I ever even bother?
	~ Tal Bachman, "She�s so high"
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Alec stared at the ceiling, watching as the room turned from gray to blue, some internal clock in his head telling him that it was six o�clock in the morning. He didn�t know why he was awake then; his body was sore and tired, but warm. Warmer it seemed then it had been in a long time. He felt the pressure against his side stir and sigh, causing a quick pang in his chest. The body spooned against him was small, soft, and warm. This tiny woman had filled his bed and the empty space that had swallowed him whole when he had heard the door click shut.

Sitting up on one elbow he looked down at her and traced the curve of her should with a light fingertip; something strangely like a purr rumbled in his chest as he gently touched the fading mark of teeth.

He pressed his lips against her back in the barest of kisses before pulling her closer to him. He took in the tan caramel skin, the full bee-stung carnelian lips curved upwards, the full black eyelashes casting half-moon shadows on her cheeks, and the long ebony hair spread over the pillow.

He watched as air filled her lungs soundlessly, and smiled as he buried his face into the back of her neck, breathing in the soft scent of lilac. When the door had opened and he saw her standing there, one hand on her hip and her eyes fiery, he had almost cried. When she had said in a tense voice that had sounded equal parts sadness, and joy, "if you make me regret this I�m kicking your ass," he had almost fainted. Then her arms were tangled in his hair, her face buried in the curve of his neck and she sounded like she was crying, and then he had wanted to fly.

He had pulled her as close to his body as possible without losing clothes, feeling as her muscles relaxed against him, and he breathed a sigh of relief, knowing he was about to explode any second. "Thank you," he was whispering over and over only partly aware that he was speaking.

Then he was kissing her feverently, almost afraid that she would disappear behind Logan�s door and not come out again, that he was hallucinating. But she was solid in his arms, a weight against him complete with the delicate scent of lilacs. She was real, banishing the loneliness with an attitude and a kiss. The kiss sent off sparks, electricity that made Alec wonder if it was safe to be wet while he was doing this. Then there was no room for thought as her tongue slid past his lips to war with his own. Then he had lifted her into his arms, never breaking the kiss afraid that if he did she would have second thoughts.

Even now Alec had to touch her cheek to make sure she was real and adn�adn�t been a dream. Her breath was hot on his skin as he smiled down at her. The tense expression that always seemed to color her face smoothed away to a look of contentment and Alec couldn�t help the beam of pride that he had been the one with the power to put that look there.

She slept, something that he knew was rare and precious and he had to pull his hand away at that thought for fear that he might wake her. And as he settled in next to her, with the intention of going back to sleep a smirk tugged at his lips as the thought struck him that this time he would be there when her eyes opened, he would be the first thing she thought about.
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Has anyone ever written anything for you

In all your darkest hours

did you ever hear me sing

Listen to me now

You know I'd rather be alone

Than be without you

Oh, don't you know that
That I want you to remember me
Has anyone ever given anything to you

In your darkest hours

Did you ever give it back

I have

I have given that to you

If it's all that I ever do
Well, I want you to remember
That this is your song
	~ Stevie Nicks, "Has Anyone Ever Written Anything for You?"
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She felt him wake and pretended sleep, keeping her breathing even as she felt his shaking hand graze her skin reverently. It made her want to smile to open her eyes and kiss him but she didn�t, instead she stayed still. Feeling it as he watched her and rejoicing when he pulled her body closer to him.

It seemed like forever before he buried his face in her hair and his breathing slowed into the rhythm of sleep. She raised up on to her elbow and grinned down at him. Shark DNA can do wonderful things, like making it so she almost never had to sleep. Then her smile fell when she saw his face; the corner of his lips curved ever so gently as though he had never doubted her return.

She had almost not come back. She had been so ready to turn from him and run into Logan�s arms, but she couldn�t. She had opened the door to Logan�s apartment and found the jacket stashed away from sight and it had made her pause in her mad dash to him.

He was waiting as she walked calmly into the kitchen not letting her face show, for even a second, what had happened in the hallway. "Is Alec doing better?"

"No," she wouldn�t say anythinge ase as she watched him with eyes that were more confused than anything else. "I love you, Logan." The words had caught in her throat but she managed to choke it out. When his mouth had opened to reply she had rushed to continue, "just not how I�m supposed to."

The look on his face had made her want to cry, because it was crushed and angry but more so because it was not as angry or as crushed as it was supposed to be. "What do you mean?"

"All this time I thought I was supposed to love you, you were supposed to be the guy I gave everything to. The normal guy that was supposed to make me normal by default." Her eyes had been sad but she went on, "it doesn�t work that way."

"Max, I know you feel�"

"I�m not normal! I never will be and�" she looked at him letting the words trail off for a long time before she could continue, "and you have Asha."

He looked like he was about to fall over; "Asha and I were friends, Max."

"Were. You aren�t friends anymore."

"How do you know that? How can you jump to that conclusion."

"Heightened sense of smell? Two eyes? Two ears? All genetically engineered to go along with an over-sized brain." She had smiled then looking at him as he had crumpled in defeat.

His hands had writhed against his legs not knowing what to do with them until he looked up at her, his eyes bright and unhappy. "I�m sorry."

"So am I." She had folded her arms over her chest and leaned against the kitchen table, biting a lip softly, "We were�both ready to move on and neither of us really wanted to admit it."

"Just for the record, nothing happened between me and Asha." It seemed to lift a weight off of him, telling her that.

"Just for the record, something happened between me and Alec." She didn�t want to look at him for a long time and then she forced herself to turn her gaze on him. He was unhappy but when he opened his mouth the reason wasn�t quite what she had expected.

"Alec?" He seemed ready to pout, "it had to be Alec?"

She let a smile split her face as watched him, "I think it did. Who else would be able to handle me?" Then she swallowed against the lump that had formed in her throat. "Do you think we can still be friends?"

"The worst line in the world." Was his sad reply before he looked at her again his eyes serious. "Yeah. Eventually."

"That�s all I need to know."

"The guy had the balls to come to my house and win you over." He muttered under his breath making a face.

"No, he already did that�I think." Then her eyes widened as she remembered something, "Oh no."

"What?"

"I gotta go and find him." She said with a huff of air. Grabbing her jacket she shot one last look at Logan, full of regret for what had been and couldn�t be, and then she was heading for the door not looking back again. When she had opened it fully intending to scour the city for him the sight that had met her had made her want to fall to her knees and beg for forgiveness. Alec curled up on the floor looking lost, and when he had turned to her with wide eyes she had seen the way he held himself, like he was broken. She didn�t know what to do for a long time before she put one hand on her hip as she watched him get up and said as testily as possible, "if you make me regret this, I�m kicking your ass."

Then she couldn�t stop herself and she was flying at him, throwing her arms around him and burying her face in his neck taking in the scent of leather and man and rain. He pulled her to him whispering so low that she almost didn�t hear him, "Thank you, thank you." She didn�t know whom he was thanking, and at that moment she didn�t care.

And then he had kissed her. It was slow and passionate and wild all at the same time and she couldn�t wrap her mind around how he managed it, just that he had. It was like lightening had struck and she couldn�t think of anything else but feeling it strike again. Her fingers tangled in his hair while he lifted her up and then they were falling. Falling for ages until they had landed tangled together on his bed. She would never be able to tell how they managed to get there, but if asked how they got their fully clothed she would say �sheer willpower.�

And now looking down at that smile she smiled too, knowing she never would have been able to stay away from him for long. She trailed a finger down his cheek, along his strong jaw, and traced the outline of his lips, feather-light. She leaned in closely to him placing her lips on his cheek in a tender kiss before whispering so softly she almost could hear it, "yours."

When she pulled away his eyes were open and he was looking up at her, smiling gently, "and never forget it." She started to make a snide remark when his mouth captured hers and for several hours she didn�t have enough air, or enough higher brain functions, to talk.
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