Confusion
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Category:
1 through F › Dark Angel
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
10
Views:
3,950
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not in any way, shape, or form own dark angel or the characters of this show. plus i do not in any way, shape, or form make any sort of profit off of this.
part 2
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Max awoke slowly. She looked to her night table, the clock said 4:06am. ‘Damn shark DNA.’ She didn’t know why she was surprised, it wasn’t like she ever slept. She knew it was useless to try to go back to sleep, so she slowly eased herself out of bed. She winced as she stood. She wasn’t in pain, but damn was she stiff. Every muscle ached as she walked into the kitchen. She made some coffee and got dressed. She figured she could use a walk to get her muscles back to normal. She checked her wound, it was almost completely healed, she repatched it. She poured herself some coffee and left a note for Cindy.
Max slowly walked down the street. The sun was starting to rise, the air comfortably cool. She made her way to the space needle and carefully lifeted herself onto it. She saw a familiar body sitting close to the edge. “You’re up early,” she stated surprised.
Alec turned to smile. “No, still up. Haven’t gone to bed yet… shouldn’t you be resting? I’m fairly certain you shouldn’t be straining yourself after being shot,” he smirked.
Max sat next to him, “What, you my keeper now?”
Alec laughed, “No, just a concerned friend… we can’t have Seatle’s superwoman bleeding to death.”
Max smiled, “I checked it this morning, its almost completely healed.”
The two sat in silence for a few minutes. “whats on your mind?” Max asked/
“Nothing,” he replied emotionless. It was a lie. He was thinking about her. He had all night. It took all the strength he had not to go pay Logan a visit for letting Max get in that situation. He also knew that going after Logan wasn’t the best idea, it wouldn’t change anything. It would feel great, but nothing would change.
“Hey,” she said poking him lightly in the side, “you know you ever wanna talk-” she left the statement hanging.
“Now why would I want to do that?”
“You know, if you ever wanna vent, I’m here.”
“yeah,” he stood.
“you alaright?”
He turned to face her, “I’m always alright,” he smirked. “See you around Maxie.”
He turned to walk towards the exit, clasping his hands before lowering himself down. Max wrapped her arms around her knees, looking at the world below. She knew something was wrong. Something eating at him. She knew that he kept everyting to himself, he didn’t like letting people in. He always held his emotions beack. When he experienced something awful, he’d never show it. He would put on a blank expression, smirk, and say ‘Im always alright’. He was ever convincing, but his eyes always gave it away. You could see the pain, the sadness, the hurt.
The only time he had ever truly expressed his emotions, let down the wall he built around himself was when he saw Rachel the last time. She wasnted to hold him close, make everything okay even though it wasn’t.
Max wanted to make sure he was alright. As much as she hated to admit it, she truly cared for him. If something were wtomg he’d want to be alone. All she could do is give him some much needed space. Max’s thoughts were interrupted as her cell phone rang. “Hey,” she answered. “I’m okay, just a little sore… I’ll be there in a few…me too, bye Logan.”
Max stepped into the brightly lit space, her eyes searching for that famialiar fac. She found logan in the kitchen making pancakes. “smells good.”
Logan turned and smiled, “hey… I hope you’re hungry… they’re blue berry.”
“mmm my favorite.”
“I know”
Logan looked back at her aawkwardly, the same way he had for the past two months. He handed her a plate of pancakes, making sure not to actually touch her.
“thanks.”
“no problem,” he smiled. “I need to talk to you.”
“well, funny thing, ive gotta talk to you too.”
“well, mine won’t take long,” he sighed. “my uncle had a stroke, soo I have to drive to Chicago tomorrow. My aunt isn’t in any condition to do anything.. so I have to take care of the arrangements… I’ll be gona a week or so. Two at most.”
Max nodded, “im sorry abiout your uncle.”
“thanks… but we aren’t close.”
She stood in silence for a minute. Logan was preoccupied with the next few days and Max didn’t know what to say.
“Did you want to tekk me something?” He asked
Max made a split second decision. “no, its not important.” She looked at the clock. “oh shit, I gotta go, I gonna be late for work.”
“you were shot, you deserve a few days off.”
“Normal will can my ass if I miss anymore work…besides im practically healed anyway, I should do something productive.”
He smiled, “well I wont stop you. Take care of yourself.”
“always.”
When she walked into Jam Pony it didn’t surprise her that Alec wasn’t there. “missy miss your late,” Normal said handing her a few packages.
“sorry.. getting shot slows you down a little,” She said sarcastically. “so where’s your golden boy?” she asked as OC walked up to the two.
“he needed a personal day… I cant have my best sick.”
“so let me get this straight. My girl gets shot, she cant take more than one day off. Hot boy doesn’t want to work he gets a day off?” OC asked.
Normal rolled his eyes and walked away. OC was about to say something but Max stopped her, “let it go…Alec needs a day off so forget it.” Max walked away leaving OC very confused.
Max awoke slowly. She looked to her night table, the clock said 4:06am. ‘Damn shark DNA.’ She didn’t know why she was surprised, it wasn’t like she ever slept. She knew it was useless to try to go back to sleep, so she slowly eased herself out of bed. She winced as she stood. She wasn’t in pain, but damn was she stiff. Every muscle ached as she walked into the kitchen. She made some coffee and got dressed. She figured she could use a walk to get her muscles back to normal. She checked her wound, it was almost completely healed, she repatched it. She poured herself some coffee and left a note for Cindy.
Max slowly walked down the street. The sun was starting to rise, the air comfortably cool. She made her way to the space needle and carefully lifeted herself onto it. She saw a familiar body sitting close to the edge. “You’re up early,” she stated surprised.
Alec turned to smile. “No, still up. Haven’t gone to bed yet… shouldn’t you be resting? I’m fairly certain you shouldn’t be straining yourself after being shot,” he smirked.
Max sat next to him, “What, you my keeper now?”
Alec laughed, “No, just a concerned friend… we can’t have Seatle’s superwoman bleeding to death.”
Max smiled, “I checked it this morning, its almost completely healed.”
The two sat in silence for a few minutes. “whats on your mind?” Max asked/
“Nothing,” he replied emotionless. It was a lie. He was thinking about her. He had all night. It took all the strength he had not to go pay Logan a visit for letting Max get in that situation. He also knew that going after Logan wasn’t the best idea, it wouldn’t change anything. It would feel great, but nothing would change.
“Hey,” she said poking him lightly in the side, “you know you ever wanna talk-” she left the statement hanging.
“Now why would I want to do that?”
“You know, if you ever wanna vent, I’m here.”
“yeah,” he stood.
“you alaright?”
He turned to face her, “I’m always alright,” he smirked. “See you around Maxie.”
He turned to walk towards the exit, clasping his hands before lowering himself down. Max wrapped her arms around her knees, looking at the world below. She knew something was wrong. Something eating at him. She knew that he kept everyting to himself, he didn’t like letting people in. He always held his emotions beack. When he experienced something awful, he’d never show it. He would put on a blank expression, smirk, and say ‘Im always alright’. He was ever convincing, but his eyes always gave it away. You could see the pain, the sadness, the hurt.
The only time he had ever truly expressed his emotions, let down the wall he built around himself was when he saw Rachel the last time. She wasnted to hold him close, make everything okay even though it wasn’t.
Max wanted to make sure he was alright. As much as she hated to admit it, she truly cared for him. If something were wtomg he’d want to be alone. All she could do is give him some much needed space. Max’s thoughts were interrupted as her cell phone rang. “Hey,” she answered. “I’m okay, just a little sore… I’ll be there in a few…me too, bye Logan.”
Max stepped into the brightly lit space, her eyes searching for that famialiar fac. She found logan in the kitchen making pancakes. “smells good.”
Logan turned and smiled, “hey… I hope you’re hungry… they’re blue berry.”
“mmm my favorite.”
“I know”
Logan looked back at her aawkwardly, the same way he had for the past two months. He handed her a plate of pancakes, making sure not to actually touch her.
“thanks.”
“no problem,” he smiled. “I need to talk to you.”
“well, funny thing, ive gotta talk to you too.”
“well, mine won’t take long,” he sighed. “my uncle had a stroke, soo I have to drive to Chicago tomorrow. My aunt isn’t in any condition to do anything.. so I have to take care of the arrangements… I’ll be gona a week or so. Two at most.”
Max nodded, “im sorry abiout your uncle.”
“thanks… but we aren’t close.”
She stood in silence for a minute. Logan was preoccupied with the next few days and Max didn’t know what to say.
“Did you want to tekk me something?” He asked
Max made a split second decision. “no, its not important.” She looked at the clock. “oh shit, I gotta go, I gonna be late for work.”
“you were shot, you deserve a few days off.”
“Normal will can my ass if I miss anymore work…besides im practically healed anyway, I should do something productive.”
He smiled, “well I wont stop you. Take care of yourself.”
“always.”
When she walked into Jam Pony it didn’t surprise her that Alec wasn’t there. “missy miss your late,” Normal said handing her a few packages.
“sorry.. getting shot slows you down a little,” She said sarcastically. “so where’s your golden boy?” she asked as OC walked up to the two.
“he needed a personal day… I cant have my best sick.”
“so let me get this straight. My girl gets shot, she cant take more than one day off. Hot boy doesn’t want to work he gets a day off?” OC asked.
Normal rolled his eyes and walked away. OC was about to say something but Max stopped her, “let it go…Alec needs a day off so forget it.” Max walked away leaving OC very confused.