Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea Part 1
Author: Rhasa
Rating: PG13 later R
Category: Angst
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: No money being made, used with the upmost respect. No
infringement intended.
Ship: Do I really have to say at this stage??? Try this story, you might
just like it and it doesn't matter what ship you belong to - but there will
be a designated couple at the end - I think.
Summary: Previously in "Between A Rock and A Hard Place", Max goes into
heat around a virus infected Logan who is forced to call Alec for help. No
good can come of that situation... or can it?
And today in "Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea" Max deals with confessions and the aftermath. The truth hurts in more ways than one.
NOTE: This is a SEQUEL to Between a Rock and a Hard Place. You have to read that to enjoy this.
Feedback: Is the only reason I write.. Okay. Okay, it's not the only reason, but it is a big BIG reason. I mean it's great having people say nice things about something you've done, especially when real life tends not to provide as many nice compliments.
I guess what I'm trying to say is please email me or review and let me know what you think. [email protected].
Devil and the Deep Blue Sea By Rhasa
Chapter 1
Max dropped the pitcher of beer back onto one of Crash's least stained tables and sighed. She was too tired to lift the jug. Her heat episode had left her feeling a little punk but it was her recent conversation with Alec that had left her drained.
Never one to be insensitive to her boo's woes, Original Cindy had been badgering her about what was wrong for the past half hour.
"I can see this is going to be some sort of waiting game," O.C said, trying a different tactic in the war to get Max to open up. "But you know Original Cindy don't ever back down from a challenge, and she'll be pestering your ass until you finally give in. So you may as well save us both the time and energy and spill it now, so we can get onto to ways of fixing or solving whatever it is that has my girl down so low her eyelashes are sweeping the pavement."
Max sighed what must have been her hundredth sigh that night. A part of her did want to unload her burden onto the best friend she'd ever had, but another part of her worried that O.C wouldn't understand... she hardly understood any of it herself.
Max looked towards her friend, her eyes full with worry.
"Whatever it is it can't be as bad as you think it is," O.C assured her. "And you don't need worry about me. I've handled everything you've dished out to me already, including the first mention of you being Transgenic and superwoman and all, as well as those killer Red soldiers and the introduction to our favourite dog boy. Whatever it is, I am here for you. I can take it. I won't flinch. Nothing will shock me." O.C said by way of further encouragement.
Max looked up, and took a deep breath. "I'm thinking about cheating on Logan," she said.
O.C sat there with her mouth open and after a few seconds blinked heavily. "I stand corrected," she replied. She sat a little straighter in her chair and took her friend's hand in her own.
She was about to launch into a myriad of questions, but looking into her friend's eyes, and seeing such confusion and sadness made her pause. This obviously needed a gentle approach. "Why don't you start at the very beginning," she said softly.
Fifteen minutes later, after Max had finished reciting the events of the past three days in as much detail as she could remember, O.C announced, "I'm going to need more alcohol before I can wade further into this little drama of yours."
Max remained silent, fearing that she had given away too much already, wondering if her friend thought any less of her.
"Damn girl," O.C sighed, when she noticed Max's mood hadn't lifted any. "I swear what you just told me sounds more like the first three acts of a Shakespearean tragedy than just what happened to you over the weekend."
"That's a fair description," Max said, still sullen.
O.C frowned. She hated to see her friend so upset, so sad and so confused all at the same time. She had been through plenty in her relatively short life. Nothing was simple when it came to Max. But although her friend wasn't always easy to be around, she was always a true friend, a friend to be counted on, a friend who would never disappoint, and damn if O.C wasn't going to be the same.
"So let me get this straight," O.C began, to determined to understand everything that she had been told before she proceeded. "Because he loves you so much, Logan is suggesting you sleep with Alec during your heat. That way, he'll know you're somewhere relatively safe when one of these bitchin heat sessions take control of you, and not shacking up with any poor schmuck you meet on the street."
"Pretty much," Max affirmed.
Original Cindy sat there and stared long and hard at her friend. "I honestly don't know what to say, Boo," she said while shaking her head.
"I know it sounds..radical," Max said. "But when he suggested it to me, it kinda made sense," she offered lamely.
"Radical is not the word, I'd be using to describe it," O.C said tersely under her breathe. Max wondered if her friend had forgotten that she had transgenic hearing.
"Logan loves me," Max said a little defensively, noticing OC wasn't entirely supportive towards Logan's suggestion.
"Uh huh," O.C replied, her displeasure clearly evident on her face.
"He would do anything to keep me safe," Max argued.
"Mm Hmm. Including pushing you into the arms of another man."
"He isn't pushing me into the arms of another man," Max scowled. "He'd be pushing me into another man's bed. There's a difference," she clarified.
O.C's eyebrows shot upwards. "Are you listening to yourself?" She asked.
"It'd just be sex," Max argued further. "A physical act. A release. A remedy.." She nodded as if it suddenly had become clear to her ".. A remedy to a temporary ailment."
O.C looked at Max, hardly believing what she heard. "So what you're saying, is that you're okay with the fact that Logan is happy for you to be playing doctor with Alec."
Max stared reproachfully at her friend. "Logan loves me," Max said again.
"And yet, here you are, drowning your sorry ass in that pitcher of beer, thinking about cheating on the man."
"Yeah," Max whispered, as she reached for the pitcher of beer again.
O.C looked at her friend more closely. Max was slumped in her chair. This whole thing had her so messed up and O.C really couldn't blame her. It wasn't often that the supposed love of your life proved his love for you by pushing you to sleep with another man.. that was a whole'nother cable channel.
O.C really wanted to help her friend. She would never dis' Logan straight out in front of Max, but maybe, if she got Max to see what she saw, then some sense would be forth coming to the girl. She decided to play devil's advocate and explore Logan's suggestion for the time being.
"Okay. So maybe there is some sense in what Logan is saying. I mean... I've been there when you've come out of one of those sessions. I know how much you hate yourself after. Maybe this is one way to avoid all that. So how can you feel so bad about it? Logan has suggested it.. And besides it's not like you'd really be cheating on the man. How can it be cheating if you're *not like that*?" O.C asked using the commonly understood phase that described the non-physical status of the Max/Logan relationship.
"Because if it wasn't for the virus, we would be like that, there's no doubt in my mind. With all the guys I've ever been with it's always been about physical attraction. I really can't blame those guys for thinking that. I mean I'd hook up with them during my heat session. Some, I'd barely say a dozen words to before I would find myself falling into bed with them. It's not as if I was interested in getting to know them or anything. And then afterwards well.. They'd kind of hang around, until.. well until they got tired of me keeping the distance between us. But with Logan.." Max looked up. "For the first time in my life it wasn't like that. Here was someone who wanted to get to know me, who didn't just have me around because I was pleasant on the eye. He wanted to know the real me, and I wanted to know the real him. He wasn't just after sex. But.." she faltered.
"But what?" O.C prodded.
"It turns out, Alec isn't just after the sex either."
TBC
Author's Notes:
I wanted to throw this out there to see if there was anyone who might be interested in reading the this series which would be the sequel to Between a Rock and a Hard Place which is available on fanfiction net.
If enough people are interested I will write the rest. Let me know at [email protected]
For those of you who read Between a Rock and a Hard Place I know that Alec rejects Max, and yet here Max is thinking about cheating on Logan.. That's because there is more to her confession than meets the eye...
And today in "Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea" Max deals with confessions and the aftermath. The truth hurts in more ways than one.
NOTE: This is a SEQUEL to Between a Rock and a Hard Place. You have to read that to enjoy this.
Feedback: Is the only reason I write.. Okay. Okay, it's not the only reason, but it is a big BIG reason. I mean it's great having people say nice things about something you've done, especially when real life tends not to provide as many nice compliments.
I guess what I'm trying to say is please email me or review and let me know what you think. [email protected].
Devil and the Deep Blue Sea By Rhasa
Chapter 1
Max dropped the pitcher of beer back onto one of Crash's least stained tables and sighed. She was too tired to lift the jug. Her heat episode had left her feeling a little punk but it was her recent conversation with Alec that had left her drained.
Never one to be insensitive to her boo's woes, Original Cindy had been badgering her about what was wrong for the past half hour.
"I can see this is going to be some sort of waiting game," O.C said, trying a different tactic in the war to get Max to open up. "But you know Original Cindy don't ever back down from a challenge, and she'll be pestering your ass until you finally give in. So you may as well save us both the time and energy and spill it now, so we can get onto to ways of fixing or solving whatever it is that has my girl down so low her eyelashes are sweeping the pavement."
Max sighed what must have been her hundredth sigh that night. A part of her did want to unload her burden onto the best friend she'd ever had, but another part of her worried that O.C wouldn't understand... she hardly understood any of it herself.
Max looked towards her friend, her eyes full with worry.
"Whatever it is it can't be as bad as you think it is," O.C assured her. "And you don't need worry about me. I've handled everything you've dished out to me already, including the first mention of you being Transgenic and superwoman and all, as well as those killer Red soldiers and the introduction to our favourite dog boy. Whatever it is, I am here for you. I can take it. I won't flinch. Nothing will shock me." O.C said by way of further encouragement.
Max looked up, and took a deep breath. "I'm thinking about cheating on Logan," she said.
O.C sat there with her mouth open and after a few seconds blinked heavily. "I stand corrected," she replied. She sat a little straighter in her chair and took her friend's hand in her own.
She was about to launch into a myriad of questions, but looking into her friend's eyes, and seeing such confusion and sadness made her pause. This obviously needed a gentle approach. "Why don't you start at the very beginning," she said softly.
Fifteen minutes later, after Max had finished reciting the events of the past three days in as much detail as she could remember, O.C announced, "I'm going to need more alcohol before I can wade further into this little drama of yours."
Max remained silent, fearing that she had given away too much already, wondering if her friend thought any less of her.
"Damn girl," O.C sighed, when she noticed Max's mood hadn't lifted any. "I swear what you just told me sounds more like the first three acts of a Shakespearean tragedy than just what happened to you over the weekend."
"That's a fair description," Max said, still sullen.
O.C frowned. She hated to see her friend so upset, so sad and so confused all at the same time. She had been through plenty in her relatively short life. Nothing was simple when it came to Max. But although her friend wasn't always easy to be around, she was always a true friend, a friend to be counted on, a friend who would never disappoint, and damn if O.C wasn't going to be the same.
"So let me get this straight," O.C began, to determined to understand everything that she had been told before she proceeded. "Because he loves you so much, Logan is suggesting you sleep with Alec during your heat. That way, he'll know you're somewhere relatively safe when one of these bitchin heat sessions take control of you, and not shacking up with any poor schmuck you meet on the street."
"Pretty much," Max affirmed.
Original Cindy sat there and stared long and hard at her friend. "I honestly don't know what to say, Boo," she said while shaking her head.
"I know it sounds..radical," Max said. "But when he suggested it to me, it kinda made sense," she offered lamely.
"Radical is not the word, I'd be using to describe it," O.C said tersely under her breathe. Max wondered if her friend had forgotten that she had transgenic hearing.
"Logan loves me," Max said a little defensively, noticing OC wasn't entirely supportive towards Logan's suggestion.
"Uh huh," O.C replied, her displeasure clearly evident on her face.
"He would do anything to keep me safe," Max argued.
"Mm Hmm. Including pushing you into the arms of another man."
"He isn't pushing me into the arms of another man," Max scowled. "He'd be pushing me into another man's bed. There's a difference," she clarified.
O.C's eyebrows shot upwards. "Are you listening to yourself?" She asked.
"It'd just be sex," Max argued further. "A physical act. A release. A remedy.." She nodded as if it suddenly had become clear to her ".. A remedy to a temporary ailment."
O.C looked at Max, hardly believing what she heard. "So what you're saying, is that you're okay with the fact that Logan is happy for you to be playing doctor with Alec."
Max stared reproachfully at her friend. "Logan loves me," Max said again.
"And yet, here you are, drowning your sorry ass in that pitcher of beer, thinking about cheating on the man."
"Yeah," Max whispered, as she reached for the pitcher of beer again.
O.C looked at her friend more closely. Max was slumped in her chair. This whole thing had her so messed up and O.C really couldn't blame her. It wasn't often that the supposed love of your life proved his love for you by pushing you to sleep with another man.. that was a whole'nother cable channel.
O.C really wanted to help her friend. She would never dis' Logan straight out in front of Max, but maybe, if she got Max to see what she saw, then some sense would be forth coming to the girl. She decided to play devil's advocate and explore Logan's suggestion for the time being.
"Okay. So maybe there is some sense in what Logan is saying. I mean... I've been there when you've come out of one of those sessions. I know how much you hate yourself after. Maybe this is one way to avoid all that. So how can you feel so bad about it? Logan has suggested it.. And besides it's not like you'd really be cheating on the man. How can it be cheating if you're *not like that*?" O.C asked using the commonly understood phase that described the non-physical status of the Max/Logan relationship.
"Because if it wasn't for the virus, we would be like that, there's no doubt in my mind. With all the guys I've ever been with it's always been about physical attraction. I really can't blame those guys for thinking that. I mean I'd hook up with them during my heat session. Some, I'd barely say a dozen words to before I would find myself falling into bed with them. It's not as if I was interested in getting to know them or anything. And then afterwards well.. They'd kind of hang around, until.. well until they got tired of me keeping the distance between us. But with Logan.." Max looked up. "For the first time in my life it wasn't like that. Here was someone who wanted to get to know me, who didn't just have me around because I was pleasant on the eye. He wanted to know the real me, and I wanted to know the real him. He wasn't just after sex. But.." she faltered.
"But what?" O.C prodded.
"It turns out, Alec isn't just after the sex either."
TBC
Author's Notes:
I wanted to throw this out there to see if there was anyone who might be interested in reading the this series which would be the sequel to Between a Rock and a Hard Place which is available on fanfiction net.
If enough people are interested I will write the rest. Let me know at [email protected]
For those of you who read Between a Rock and a Hard Place I know that Alec rejects Max, and yet here Max is thinking about cheating on Logan.. That's because there is more to her confession than meets the eye...