You Always Hurt The Ones You Love
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Category:
1 through F › Dark Angel
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
10
Views:
3,659
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
DO NOT OWN DARK ANGEL OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS. I MAKE NO MONEY FROM THIS FIC
Part 2: Prologue and Chapter 1
Part 2
Prologue
The decision had been made, he’d left. And after a while the ache of missing them, had begun to subside.
He checked in regularly and he knew TC was at its best.
Seattle had seemed to make the decision that since they didn’t know how to handle the Transgenics, (the events of Freak Nation haven proven that), they would wait until they did. Basically ignoring the Transgenics presence as much as possible. Never helping them in any way but never setting out against them, save a few vigilantes which were dealt with easily.
White and his cult had also disappeared.
Food was good, supplies too, even housing was sufficient for all. Joshua was still painting, OC and Sketch were back at Jam Pony, visiting when they can, bringing supplies from Normal who had taken a shine to Gem’s baby (who had been named Megan).
Logan had moved back into Joshua’s house, and contacted mostly through web call, why he wasn’t there with Max, Dix hadn’t said and Alec hadn’t wanted to ask.
In fact anything to do with Max, Alec hadn’t asked.
But it had been a year and Alec thought it was time to return home…
Chapter 1
"Listen Princess, it’s an easy raid. In and Out; two hours max. We need the supplies." Mole said pointedly whilst chewing his usual cigar.
"We don’t NEED more guns Mole. We’re not looking for a fight." Max answered.
"Doesn’t mean we’re not gonna find one. More and more Ordinaries and attacking us now. An all out war’s not far behind." Mole turned to the others for support.
"I said no Mole. That’s the end of it." Max turned and walked towards Alec’s… No, it was her office now.
"Alec would have agreed with me." Mole mumbled.
Unfortunately everyone in the room had the same enhanced hearing and as everyone winced at the sound of Alec’s name, awaiting the reaction of their leader, Max flinched, stopped and responded with more strength than she had.
"well he’s not here is he?" and continued to her office slamming the door behind her.
"Well who pissed her off now? Usually it’s me but I only just got here."
A silence came over the Command Centre as everyone turned to see Alec leaning against the wall.
Backpack over one shoulder, second bag on the floor by his foot and two bullet holes leaking blood; one on his shoulder and one just above his pelvis.
Before he could blink two Transgenics were on either side of him taking his weight and guiding him into the room and to the nearest chair. He feigned needing their help but was grateful as it had been the wall keeping him up, rather than the casual leaning look he was hoping he had pulled off.
"Pretty Boy! What the hell you got yourself into now?" Mole asked from the chair next to Alec, putting his feet up on the table and smirking.
"Wow, Thanks for the concern Mole." Alex replied sarcastically. "Thought you were missing me dearly, or at least that's what you said in all those ten page emails you sent me?"
"Yeah, right. Luke call Doc, tell him Pretty Boy’s back and he’s already got into trouble." Mole barked at the forlorn looking Nomalie.
Luke left in a hurry and returned within minutes with an X5 Alec hadn’t officially met yet.
"Hey Doc." Alec said causally.
"Hey Alec." Doc laughed and Alec instantly recognised his voice from the numerous phone calls made to get medical supplies for TC.
"How’s those med supplies treating you?" Alec asked gritting his teeth as Doc used tweezers to dig out the bullet shrapnel in both wounds.
"Great thank you. But something tells me now your back, I’ll be needing a lot more." Doc joked as he dug out a particularly sharp and nasty piece.
"Good to know I’m being remembered fondly whilst…away." Alec hissed slightly in pain.
"So does Princess know you’re back?" Mole asked returning to the table with a beer.
"No." Alec hissed. "Where’s mine?" Alec tried to swipe for the beer.
"Get your own!" Mole replied moving it just out of distance whilst the Doc still had a hold of him.
"Hello! Been shot!" Alec gestured towards the said wounds.
"Hello! Who here hasn’t?" Mole mimicked.
Alec sighed and waited silently whilst Doc finished treating him.
"There. Try and remain in one piece for at least a few days." Doc said as he left the Command Centre and returned to his Medical Office.
Mole got up nosily and collected Alec’s bags, gestured for Alec to follow and walked out the door.
Prologue
The decision had been made, he’d left. And after a while the ache of missing them, had begun to subside.
He checked in regularly and he knew TC was at its best.
Seattle had seemed to make the decision that since they didn’t know how to handle the Transgenics, (the events of Freak Nation haven proven that), they would wait until they did. Basically ignoring the Transgenics presence as much as possible. Never helping them in any way but never setting out against them, save a few vigilantes which were dealt with easily.
White and his cult had also disappeared.
Food was good, supplies too, even housing was sufficient for all. Joshua was still painting, OC and Sketch were back at Jam Pony, visiting when they can, bringing supplies from Normal who had taken a shine to Gem’s baby (who had been named Megan).
Logan had moved back into Joshua’s house, and contacted mostly through web call, why he wasn’t there with Max, Dix hadn’t said and Alec hadn’t wanted to ask.
In fact anything to do with Max, Alec hadn’t asked.
But it had been a year and Alec thought it was time to return home…
Chapter 1
"Listen Princess, it’s an easy raid. In and Out; two hours max. We need the supplies." Mole said pointedly whilst chewing his usual cigar.
"We don’t NEED more guns Mole. We’re not looking for a fight." Max answered.
"Doesn’t mean we’re not gonna find one. More and more Ordinaries and attacking us now. An all out war’s not far behind." Mole turned to the others for support.
"I said no Mole. That’s the end of it." Max turned and walked towards Alec’s… No, it was her office now.
"Alec would have agreed with me." Mole mumbled.
Unfortunately everyone in the room had the same enhanced hearing and as everyone winced at the sound of Alec’s name, awaiting the reaction of their leader, Max flinched, stopped and responded with more strength than she had.
"well he’s not here is he?" and continued to her office slamming the door behind her.
"Well who pissed her off now? Usually it’s me but I only just got here."
A silence came over the Command Centre as everyone turned to see Alec leaning against the wall.
Backpack over one shoulder, second bag on the floor by his foot and two bullet holes leaking blood; one on his shoulder and one just above his pelvis.
Before he could blink two Transgenics were on either side of him taking his weight and guiding him into the room and to the nearest chair. He feigned needing their help but was grateful as it had been the wall keeping him up, rather than the casual leaning look he was hoping he had pulled off.
"Pretty Boy! What the hell you got yourself into now?" Mole asked from the chair next to Alec, putting his feet up on the table and smirking.
"Wow, Thanks for the concern Mole." Alex replied sarcastically. "Thought you were missing me dearly, or at least that's what you said in all those ten page emails you sent me?"
"Yeah, right. Luke call Doc, tell him Pretty Boy’s back and he’s already got into trouble." Mole barked at the forlorn looking Nomalie.
Luke left in a hurry and returned within minutes with an X5 Alec hadn’t officially met yet.
"Hey Doc." Alec said causally.
"Hey Alec." Doc laughed and Alec instantly recognised his voice from the numerous phone calls made to get medical supplies for TC.
"How’s those med supplies treating you?" Alec asked gritting his teeth as Doc used tweezers to dig out the bullet shrapnel in both wounds.
"Great thank you. But something tells me now your back, I’ll be needing a lot more." Doc joked as he dug out a particularly sharp and nasty piece.
"Good to know I’m being remembered fondly whilst…away." Alec hissed slightly in pain.
"So does Princess know you’re back?" Mole asked returning to the table with a beer.
"No." Alec hissed. "Where’s mine?" Alec tried to swipe for the beer.
"Get your own!" Mole replied moving it just out of distance whilst the Doc still had a hold of him.
"Hello! Been shot!" Alec gestured towards the said wounds.
"Hello! Who here hasn’t?" Mole mimicked.
Alec sighed and waited silently whilst Doc finished treating him.
"There. Try and remain in one piece for at least a few days." Doc said as he left the Command Centre and returned to his Medical Office.
Mole got up nosily and collected Alec’s bags, gestured for Alec to follow and walked out the door.