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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Authors note: Well, I’m all giddy, I’m having fun writing this story, can you tell? HeHe. I bet there are a lot of people not even bothering with the Author’s note. They don’t realize that I could be writing the meaning of life and almost no one would realize it. Hey, you, with the pink kola you stink! Just checking to see if you were paying attention.
My name is Jessica, and I’m an addict. Feed my addiction, you know you wanna!
Has Anyone Ever Written Anything for You?
Chapter 8: Burn, Baby, Burn
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Nothing that you say will release you.
Nothing that you point will forgive you.
Nothing’s what your words mean to me.
Something that you said will destroy me.
Something that you said will stay with me,
long after you’re dead and gone.
If flesh could crawl
my skin would fall
right from off my bones
and run away from here,
As far from god as heaven is wide,
As far from god as angels can fly.
If holy is as holy does
this house will burn straight down to hell
take its conscience with it as it falls.
Nothing said could change the fact
my trust was blind
you broke the pact
if god’s my witness than god must be blind
~ Garbage, "As Far from God"
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Sitting in the diner the two X5s just watched each other; smiles playing shyly on their lips. The truce was too new to air out in public so they contented themselves with comfortable silence and long looks. The waitress came out with their food, smacking her gum and grinnat tat them. "I’m so glad you kids made up." She placed pancakes down infront of Alec as he stared up at her. A plate of eggs and hash browns appeared infront of Max as she looked at her with drawn eyebrows. "It was obvious, earlier, that you two were fightin’. It just breaks m’heart when I see young lovers fight." Her nazel voice took a long time to decipher but when they did their mouths dropped and they scrambled to correct her.
"We aren’t….no way," Max started waving a hand in the air.
"Trust me, if we were ‘young lover’ she wouldn’t have been mad at me." Alec gave her a cocky smirP>
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"Of course you’re not, dearie. I believe you." The sparkle in her eyes and the smile firmly set in place belied that statement as she walked away.
Max kicked Alec under the table. "Ow! What was that for?" He rubbed his shin with a grimace.
"You’re arrogant and you didn’t help that situation!"
"I have good reason to be arrogant," he smirked at her cutting his pancakes with precision.
"I doubt that." She bit out her full mouth pulled into a tight line, trying to hide the fact that she didn’t doubt it, in the least.
The look that Alec gave her then was dark and hungry; hungry in a way that no amount of food could satiate, "give me a chance, Maxie, and you won’t doubt me ever again."
She froze, her body alternating between cold and burning all at once. "I’m not about to give you a chance."
"That’s a shame. Afraid I’ll prove myself right?"
"No, worried you might bruise that ego permanently. Plus, disgusted by the idea."
He clutched at his chest in mock pain; "you wound me!"
"Eat your food." She stuffed a chunk of eggs into her mouth to emphasis the point. She was quiet for a long time focusing less on chewing than on the man sitting across from her. "You just can’t stand it, can you?" She asked suddenly.
"Can’t stand what?" He asked, raising an eyebrow after swallowing another mouthful.
"Letting someone in." She leaned in. "you show me this guy, that’s actually nice, then you realize what you’ve done so you put on this mask of arrogant pig."
"I do not!"
"Yes, you do. I swear, near the end there you were about ready to explode from all the heart to heart shit."
Alec choked back a laugh while he looked at her, "yeah, explode…that’s the perfect word for it."
"At least you admit it," she decided to ignore the laugh for her own sanity.
"Well, it’s the hugging that got to me," he said with a straight face marred by his dancing eyes.
"Well, I hug people about as often as you do." gla glared, "at least I’m not trying to hide behind some mask."
He suddenly got serious sighing softly and reaching for her hand, letting his thumb skim the top of her knuckles. "Both, the man in the bed and the man out here, are the same man, no masks. The other guy is just…shy." He smiled sweetly at "He "He’s just not around often."
Max swallowed as she looked into his misty green eyes and got the strongest feeling that she was the second person to ever actually see that other man. Slipping her hand out of his she resisted the urge to whip it on her jeans to stop the tingling of her skin. She nodded at him slowly before turning to finish her meal, too deep in thought to hold up a conversation.
When they paid and got up to leave she was to preoccupied with the feel of his hand on the small of her back, steering her out of the diner, to bristle at the waitresses knowing grin and Alec’s answering smirk.
Max started paying attention when Alec took his hand away from her back leaving a warm spot against the cold air. He was watching her; the look of confusion on his face was almost comical when he shook his head. "Where’d you go?"
"Huh?" She was frantically trying to remember what he was talking about.
"When you went into zombie mode." Shaking his head again he sighed, then his cocky grin was back in its customary place. "When we leave tonight, I’m taking the disks."
"Why?"
"So you won’t throw me into the lake," his face was completely straight as her mouth fell open.
"I did not throw you into the lake."
"You did to, don’t you remember?"
"You started the fight that got you into the mess!" She was pointing her finger in his face while her other rested on her cocked hip.
"You threw the first punch."
"You told me to."
"What you finally decided to do everything I tell you to? If that’s the case," he smiled with an evil glint in his eyes; "I’ve got some stuff I’d like you to do."
She shoved him softly, "would you stop that?"
"What?"
"Invading my personal space!" She was trying not to laugh as she stared him down.
"Does it bother you?"
"Yes!"
"Why?" He was moving in again, "do I make you feel unsafe?" He was backing her into a wall as she laughed softly; he made his voice low and sensual. "Are you afraid," when her back hit the wall and his body was pressed flush against hers her eyes weren’t as playful, his face was much more intense as he leaned in placing his lips next to her ear, "that I’ll eat you up?" When his teeth nipped at her ear softly she thought her knees would give out.
Her breathing was coming too fast as she leaned into him. Her eyes closed as her hands came up to rest on his arms, muscles bunched under soft skin; steel wrapped silk. Another playful nip almost had her whimpering. He nuzzled into the crook of her neck letting his teeth graze her flesh teasingly. She dug her nails into his shoulders and just as she was about to nuzzle into his neck he was pulling away, backing away with wide eyes.
She did whimper then, leaning against the wall for support as he sat on the bed. "Anyways, I get to carry the disks." He was breathing just as heavily as she was but he was trying to put back on the cocky grin of earlier.
"No problem," she was already walking across the room when she said, "I’m gonna go take a shower."
"Good idea," was the comment that followed her into the bathroom.
When she came out he was curled up, on the bed, in a tight ball and coming up next to the bed she looked down at him, her head cocked slightly to the left as she watched how his breath swelled his sculpted chest. Kneeling down in front of him she blinked slowly as she took in the smooth plains of his face; the cupid’s bow-shaped pink lips, the thick dark eyelashes that fell like crescent moons across his cheeks, the dark eyebrows that arched softly like rainbows. She stood suddenly backing away from him, mirroring his own movements from earlier. Looking over at a clock she was that it was three in the afternoon, swallowing hard she padded through the room quietly determined not to wake him and sat down with her back leaning against the wall her knees pulled up to her chest and continued her vigil.
The sun was down when he woke up, his breathing changed the instant his eyes snapped open. He stared at her, where ste still sat against the wall, her face stern as she stared back. He stretched lazily, putting every last one of his muscles into it. Standing up throwing her a smile he walked over to her and sat next to her barely letting their shoulders brush. "So are we ready to do this?" He asked his voice low.
"Yeah, I think so." She stood up slowly letting the kinks work themselves out of her legs. "You grab the disks and I’ll get the explosives."
"I think I just changed my mind about what I want to carry." His brow furrowed as he looked at her with worry.
"Nope, can’t change you’re mind. You’re stuck with the disks."
"Can I at least detonate some of the explosives?" He stood up next to her as he made to grab his coat and the disks.
"We’ll see." She laughed softly grabbing her own along with the backpack, now devoid of clothes and all supplies except for four black boxes. They were out of the door without another word.
The silence on this trek through the woods was companionable, when they passed the lake Alec shot it one apprehensive look before shrugging his shoulders and moving on. Crouching in the woods next to the facility, Max shouldered her backpack and watched for the guard shift that was due in the next five minutes. There would be a twenty-minute opening when communication between the front and the back of the building wasn’t expected.
When she saw the guard lower his radio she signaled to Alec silently, and they moved out, slinking in with the shadows and the guards didn’t see them until it was too late. Without a sound they made their was into the building, Alec guided the door closed so it wouldn’t slam and followed Max in her half crouch, half run, they followed the maps in their heads with the perfect precision of the soldiers they were. A sound made Max freeze in her tracks a hand motioning Alec to stop behind her.
They crouched in the shadows as they watched a guard walk through the hall, grumbling under his breath about having to do grunt work. When the guard came within arms reach of Alec he held his breath waiting for him to notice him. The guard disappeared down the hall and both Max and Alec let out the air swoosh out of their lungs. They weren’t worried about one soldier except for the fact that the less confrontation the longer they would go unnoticed.
When they came to a split corridor they separated, Max taking the left and Alec the right. Alec counted his steps until he came to thirteen and turned to the left wall running his hand down it he quickly found the panel the would slide open a door that blended in with the rest of the wall. It slid open with a silent swish and looking up and down the hallway he took the first step into the room.
A system of six computers sat on a table facing him, black eyes watching him accusingly.slidslid into one of the chairs that sat in front of them and flipped the switch to power them up. When asked for the password he typed in the one Jen had given him and slipping a disk into the hard drive started copying the entire mainframe. He went through some files with idle curiosity passing the time until he heard the soft slither of a foot sliding across linoleum.
He didn’t start; he didn’t turn around because he knew it was Max. She leaned over his shoulder looking at the computer screen that said fifty percent in big blue letter with a line halfway filled up with blue underneath it. "How’s it going?" She asked into his ear.
"Piece of…" they heard the soft click of a gun behind them, "shit." They both turned slowly coming face to face with three men all holding guns pointed at them. Alec looked at Max; "I just want to say ‘sorry’ now for jinxing us."
"As you should." Her voice was cool and unaffected as she watched the men, softening her brown eyes and licking her lips slowly. "How much longer?"
"Ten minutes." He was standing up sl at at the gesture of one of the men; he had sandy brown hair and small beady eyes, that he should move closer to Max.
"Shut up!" The one standing next to beady eyes called, he had black hair almost as dark as Max’s and wide child like eyes, picking up his radio keeping his attention on them. "We have a breech in the main room. I think we have everything covered." Max smiled with an evil glint in her eyes as she watched him put the radio down. "Let’s go."
"Where ya takin’ us?" Max asked in a breathy voice as she swayed towards the three men, who were suddenly watching her with a new appreciation. Alec wanted to howl with laughter, knowing all too well how hard it was for a man to not watch her.
"You’re friend isn’t going to the same place you are, sweet heart." The last man with brown cropped hair and eyes that reminded Alec of a boar; a boar that hadn’t seen a girl in months.
"Am I gonna get special attention?" She asked innocently. Alec couldn’t look at her; he just waited for all three men to focus their attention on her. It wouldn’t be too long until guns dropped to point at the floor.
"Oh, yeah. Real special."
"Oh goody," she purred as she came within arms reach. Boar man grabbed for her arm and she was moving too fast for him to see taking his arm and twisting it as the same instant that Alec punched the kid and kicked beady eyes in one liquid movement. Sending beady eyes into a wall where he hit his head and slid to the floor. The kid stumbled back looking like he wanted to ask the number of the truck that hit him. Max was kneeing boar man in the back sending him sprawling on the ground and by the time she looked up Alec was brushing off his hands.
"Oh goody," he mocked with a smile.
"I’ll deal with you later." She turned back to the computer that was now on ninety percent. "Come on." She whispered to it softly. She fidgeted as Alec sat back down clearing the screen of what he had been looking at when three guards had come.
"Five minutes." He sighed gruffly. A radio cackled behind them, causing them to lock eyes before they turned around. "Give us just five minutes," Alec grimaced at the thing.
"Is the situation taken care of?" A static-filled voice asked. Max knelt infront of the computers and ran her hand along the bottom of the table.
"It was before you called," Alec grumbled and Max hit the back of his head softly.
"Sector two, are you there?"
"No, he’s unconscious, you twit." Alec answered absent mindedly as he waited his body perfectly still. Max glared at him and he ignored her, ticking off the seconds in his head. She was taking out a black box with quiet efficiency and pulling out the explosive that was nestled in the thick protective cloth.
"Sector two come in!"
Alec looked at Max sharply, "can you turn that down or something?"
"We need to hear it," she snapped clicking the square into a holder and pressing it to the bottom of the table, directly beneath the main computer. She pressed a button and a red light started blinking slowly.
Alec counted down, five…four…three…two…one. The computer dinged softly and Alec grabbed the disk and vaulout out of the chair, grabbing Max by the arm and dragging her along. Once he knew she was moving he let go and all out ran with her one step behind him. They passed corridors ducking behind frantic soldiers and knocking the ones they couldn’t avoid unconscious.
A gun went off and Alec heard Max’s soft grunt and a faltered step, he turned on his heel and caught her mid-fall. She was on her feet and balanced in seconds, running again, dodging the next bullet that ripped through the air. It was with a relieved gasp that they burst out the back doors, cold winter air filling their lungs before they heard the loud cha-twang of semi-automatics firing from the roof.
They ran in zigzags, not looking back, arms pumping at their sides and snow flying behind them. Then the world was sound and heat. Red blossomed all around them and roar drowned out everything else. They looked back then already in the safety of the woods, men ran every which way, a few called out harsh orders. Looking back Alec had a flash back to Manticore burning down, transgenics running for their lives and soldiers trying to gun them down in their first seconds of freedom. It had been with mixed emotions that he had watched that fire.
He smiled thinly looking at this one; it seemed a strange justice to have one last bonfire in Manticore’s honor. Shaking his head he turned as one with Max and continued the run to safety.
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