Triangle
Disclaimer: I don't own them coz if I did, then there would be a third season! Rating: PG Summary: Max, Logan and Alec – join the dots Pairing: M/L/A Author's note: I'm not particularly good at writing fanfics but I enjoy them, so why the heck not hey? This is my third DA fic but the first one I'm putting on the net, so please read and review!!!!
Chapter One
Alec sat lounging on Joshua's sofa, one leg hanging off and his head propped up on an old squashed cushion. He had been sitting there watching 'Big fella' Joshua painting yet another Joshua – 'Joshua no. 257' and after watching him for nearly three hours, he could officially say he was bored.
"Hey Josh", Alec called out, "Do you think – "
Joshua spun around and the paint still on his paintbrush flew through the air and landed on none other than Alec.
"Oops", said Joshua with his puppy dog eyes.
Alec just sat there staring back at Joshua, his previously flawless skin now splatted with blue paint.
"I suppose that made things a little less boring", he muttered wiping away the paint, leaving blue streaks on his cheek.
"Sorry", said Joshua grabbing the X-5 by the shoulder and rubbing furiously at the blue marks.
"Hey hey, it's fine really", Alec said pulling Joshua's strong hands from off him. "Body paints all the rage now Big fella!"
"Rage?" echoed Joshua with the same Joshua–specific innocence.
"Um, well it means . . . um."
"I thought you took common verbal usage," came a cold familiar voice.
Alec and Joshua turned to see Max standing at the doorway.
"Hey Little fella," smiled Joshua.
"Hey Big fella," said Max dropping the attitude for him. She walked into the room and gave him a big bear hug, which Joshua of course returned.
"So Maxie, don't I get one," said Alec with a hint of amusement flitting across his face.
Max rolled her eyes as she let go of Joshua and turned fully to face Alec.
"Rage Joshua," she said looking straight at Alec, "means trendy, ultra fashionable, ultra popular."
"See I knew that," said Alec taking one step closer to Max. Max stood perfectly still.
"It also, however, means anger and absolute fury," she almost spat the last word out.
"Aww Max, what have I done now?" smiled Alec getting right up in Max's face.
Joshua stood watching the advancements of both his transgenic friends and his eyes moved rapidly from one to the other.
"Uh, Little fella, Medium fella . . ."
"No Josh," Alec interrupted, "if Max is upset about something, I think it's best she lets it all out. Right Max? You obviously came here to let off some steam. So come on. Where's the tough bitch gone?"
Max stood staring straight into Alec's sparkling hazel green eyes. He knew he was succeeding in winding her up, it was just so damn easy.
"Still here," was all she said.
"Well good, cos I was getting worried for a second there."
"Logan's pretty annoyed and well I'm far from very annoyed."
"Well the guy should be more careful."
"It's his home and you're lucky he even lets you in."
"Aren't I just," smirked Alec.
"That equipment was important!"
"Yeah, for eyes-only only!"
"What the hell do you mean by that!"
Alec had been recently finding Logan's work far more irrelevant to the transgenic's cause and as it was obvious the human harboured some trust issues with himself, he had begun to feel very used. Of course Max didn't see it his way. She believed her little Logan was a saint.
"You know exactly what I mean," Alec retorted as calmly as possible.
"You know what? I don't need this. If you don't apologise – "
"What Max? You'll do what?"
Max stared intently at him. He still didn't recognise his jealousy even with an IQ of well above average.
"Just get over yourself, if you ever want anyone to care about you," Max said stoically. Turning around and giving a brief wave to Joshua, she walked out of the house. Alec stood fixed in place, staring at her retreating back. The house was silent for a while after she had gone and it was broken predictably by Joshua.
"Little fella angry."
Alec let out a noise of something along the lines of a bitter laugh, "When is she ever happy?"
"Logan make Max happy, you make Logan unhappy, Max unhappy."
Alec turned to look at Joshua, the seriousness on his face highlighting the truth in his words.
"Medium fella should say sorry," Joshua continued.
Alec blew out a long sigh. He walked over to the sofa and picked up his black leather jacket. "Maybe," he said putting it on.
"See ya later Big fella," Alec said patting Joshua on the back. Then turning, he walked out of the house, bouncing down the stairs of the front porch. Swinging himself onto his bike, he rode off in the opposite direction to which Max had gone.
Alec had spent the last few hours on his motorbike, speeding through the sectors that split Seattle. He found it was the best way to think and get an adrenaline rush at the same time. Joshua certainly had an uncanny ability to tell the truth as simply as the difference in black and white. Max was unhappy when the person who made her happy was unhappy but did he want Logan happy? The answer to that, he had finally figured out, was yes. He didn't really like the guy but he wanted him happy. The only reason for this was also crystal clear, he wanted Max happy. Was it just because Max had saved his sorry ass a countless number of times? Was it the guilt at nearly killing her once? Or was it more than that? 'Shut up Alec' he told himself silently. 'You think too much.'
"So he actually said that?"
"He so did!" laughed Logan.
Max let slip another smile, "Well I'm sorry but she so deserved that!"
Logan nodded as he continued screwing a bolt into place. The new transmitter was practically looking brand new. Well that was apart from the big strips of brown tape keeping it together on either side.
"I mean, I don't know what was funnier, his face or hers!"
Max laughed some more conjuring the images up in her mind. This was the release she had needed all day. She was stupid not to have come here first she realised as she watched her favourite person working away in front of her. Max was soon interrupted from her thoughts by a loud knock at the door.
Logan looked up to Max and shrugged his shoulders to indicate the fact that he had no idea who it was at this time of the night. Both their questions, however, were answered when the person made themselves heard.
"Hi Logan, it's Alec, can we um talk."
Disclaimer: I don't own them coz if I did, then there would be a third season! Rating: PG Summary: Max, Logan and Alec – join the dots Pairing: M/L/A Author's note: I'm not particularly good at writing fanfics but I enjoy them, so why the heck not hey? This is my third DA fic but the first one I'm putting on the net, so please read and review!!!!
Chapter One
Alec sat lounging on Joshua's sofa, one leg hanging off and his head propped up on an old squashed cushion. He had been sitting there watching 'Big fella' Joshua painting yet another Joshua – 'Joshua no. 257' and after watching him for nearly three hours, he could officially say he was bored.
"Hey Josh", Alec called out, "Do you think – "
Joshua spun around and the paint still on his paintbrush flew through the air and landed on none other than Alec.
"Oops", said Joshua with his puppy dog eyes.
Alec just sat there staring back at Joshua, his previously flawless skin now splatted with blue paint.
"I suppose that made things a little less boring", he muttered wiping away the paint, leaving blue streaks on his cheek.
"Sorry", said Joshua grabbing the X-5 by the shoulder and rubbing furiously at the blue marks.
"Hey hey, it's fine really", Alec said pulling Joshua's strong hands from off him. "Body paints all the rage now Big fella!"
"Rage?" echoed Joshua with the same Joshua–specific innocence.
"Um, well it means . . . um."
"I thought you took common verbal usage," came a cold familiar voice.
Alec and Joshua turned to see Max standing at the doorway.
"Hey Little fella," smiled Joshua.
"Hey Big fella," said Max dropping the attitude for him. She walked into the room and gave him a big bear hug, which Joshua of course returned.
"So Maxie, don't I get one," said Alec with a hint of amusement flitting across his face.
Max rolled her eyes as she let go of Joshua and turned fully to face Alec.
"Rage Joshua," she said looking straight at Alec, "means trendy, ultra fashionable, ultra popular."
"See I knew that," said Alec taking one step closer to Max. Max stood perfectly still.
"It also, however, means anger and absolute fury," she almost spat the last word out.
"Aww Max, what have I done now?" smiled Alec getting right up in Max's face.
Joshua stood watching the advancements of both his transgenic friends and his eyes moved rapidly from one to the other.
"Uh, Little fella, Medium fella . . ."
"No Josh," Alec interrupted, "if Max is upset about something, I think it's best she lets it all out. Right Max? You obviously came here to let off some steam. So come on. Where's the tough bitch gone?"
Max stood staring straight into Alec's sparkling hazel green eyes. He knew he was succeeding in winding her up, it was just so damn easy.
"Still here," was all she said.
"Well good, cos I was getting worried for a second there."
"Logan's pretty annoyed and well I'm far from very annoyed."
"Well the guy should be more careful."
"It's his home and you're lucky he even lets you in."
"Aren't I just," smirked Alec.
"That equipment was important!"
"Yeah, for eyes-only only!"
"What the hell do you mean by that!"
Alec had been recently finding Logan's work far more irrelevant to the transgenic's cause and as it was obvious the human harboured some trust issues with himself, he had begun to feel very used. Of course Max didn't see it his way. She believed her little Logan was a saint.
"You know exactly what I mean," Alec retorted as calmly as possible.
"You know what? I don't need this. If you don't apologise – "
"What Max? You'll do what?"
Max stared intently at him. He still didn't recognise his jealousy even with an IQ of well above average.
"Just get over yourself, if you ever want anyone to care about you," Max said stoically. Turning around and giving a brief wave to Joshua, she walked out of the house. Alec stood fixed in place, staring at her retreating back. The house was silent for a while after she had gone and it was broken predictably by Joshua.
"Little fella angry."
Alec let out a noise of something along the lines of a bitter laugh, "When is she ever happy?"
"Logan make Max happy, you make Logan unhappy, Max unhappy."
Alec turned to look at Joshua, the seriousness on his face highlighting the truth in his words.
"Medium fella should say sorry," Joshua continued.
Alec blew out a long sigh. He walked over to the sofa and picked up his black leather jacket. "Maybe," he said putting it on.
"See ya later Big fella," Alec said patting Joshua on the back. Then turning, he walked out of the house, bouncing down the stairs of the front porch. Swinging himself onto his bike, he rode off in the opposite direction to which Max had gone.
Alec had spent the last few hours on his motorbike, speeding through the sectors that split Seattle. He found it was the best way to think and get an adrenaline rush at the same time. Joshua certainly had an uncanny ability to tell the truth as simply as the difference in black and white. Max was unhappy when the person who made her happy was unhappy but did he want Logan happy? The answer to that, he had finally figured out, was yes. He didn't really like the guy but he wanted him happy. The only reason for this was also crystal clear, he wanted Max happy. Was it just because Max had saved his sorry ass a countless number of times? Was it the guilt at nearly killing her once? Or was it more than that? 'Shut up Alec' he told himself silently. 'You think too much.'
"So he actually said that?"
"He so did!" laughed Logan.
Max let slip another smile, "Well I'm sorry but she so deserved that!"
Logan nodded as he continued screwing a bolt into place. The new transmitter was practically looking brand new. Well that was apart from the big strips of brown tape keeping it together on either side.
"I mean, I don't know what was funnier, his face or hers!"
Max laughed some more conjuring the images up in her mind. This was the release she had needed all day. She was stupid not to have come here first she realised as she watched her favourite person working away in front of her. Max was soon interrupted from her thoughts by a loud knock at the door.
Logan looked up to Max and shrugged his shoulders to indicate the fact that he had no idea who it was at this time of the night. Both their questions, however, were answered when the person made themselves heard.
"Hi Logan, it's Alec, can we um talk."