Dragging Alec into it

Chapter 15

 

“Dix, you happen to know when the sun comes up?  Max called out to Dix from where she stood with Alec.

“Bout fifteen minutes from now, why?”

“Damn.”  Max murmured.  She didn’t want to launch an offensive in the mid-morning sun.

Alec turned to Max with a sly look, “Max, I’ve got an idea.”

“Didn’t I tell you ‘later?’” she asked, grinning.

“Not that kind of idea,” he said.  “Well, not JUST that kind,” he amended.

Max smiled.  “What’s the idea?”

“Well, weren’t they supposed to get a delivery within the hour?”  Alec asked.

“Yes, and now that you mention it, I believe that we are the people responsible for stopping that delivery.”

“Maybe we should replace it…you know, do the right thing…whaddayasay, Max?”

“Well, you know I like to do the right thing,” she said, grabbing his phone.  “Hey Logan, you know where we could borrow a semi?”

“Speaking of doing the right thing,” Alec muttered.

Max gave him a dark look and he sulked. 

Hanging up the phone, she handed it back to him with a smile.

“Superman pulled it off again?”  Alec asked.

Max ignored him, turning to Dix instead.  Where’s 785?  We need an army.”

Alec smiled.  “That’s what I’m talking about.”  He scanned the room, seeing a few Xs walking around the place.

“You called?”  The Mouth walked through the door with two of his X6 buddies.

“Hey, Mouth, we need an X army.”

“Really…how big?”

Max and Alec looked at each other, calculating. 

“Ten?” Max guessed.

785 looked around the room.  “Well, one,” he pointed to himself, “Two, three,” the X6s, “Four, five,” Max and Alec, “Six,” Biggs…”Can anyone that looks human please get your ass over here…?” he shouted, “Seven, eight, nine and ten.”  785 finished, winking at Max.

Dix came over and handed Max a map, muttering that it was from Logan.

“Can all of you make it here?” she pointed to the map.

All the Xs nodded their heads.

“In twenty minutes?” Alec asked. 

They all looked surprised, but still nodded affirmatively.

 “We’re going to steal a truck here,” Max pointed, “Then we’re driving over HERE to pick up some transgenics they nailed with those new thermal gating systems.”

“Everyone get into Sector 9 and meet at the checkpoint in twenty minutes.  The truck isn’t the hard part, though, we’ll talk about the plan there.” Alec continued as Max nodded.

785 shrugged and looked around at the troops he’d selected, “Any questions?”

“Let’s go,” said Max, grabbing Alec’s phone as they walked.

Logan?  Can we get a record of a large truck entering the city in…three minutes?  Perfect, we’ll call if we need help…yeah, we’ll be careful.”

Alec rolled his eyes as she hung up. 

The sun was starting to come up as Max and Alec hopped on their twin ninjas.

“Ready?” Max asked, slipping on her sunglasses.

Alec revved his engine, pulled out his shades and leaned his head toward her.  “I’m always ready,” he said, hitting the gas.

 

Alec smiled slightly as they approached the checkpoint, meeting her eyes as they stopped and remembering their last Check Point.

“Jam Pony Messengers,” They held up their badges and were waved right through.  It was almost disappointing.

785 was sitting by a truck when they got to their destination. 

“You needed 10 of us for that?” he asked, gesturing toward only a few unconscious bodies, looking sorely disappointed.

“Don’t worry, Mouth, that was the easy part,” Alec assured him as Biggs and the last of the X6s arrived on the scene.

Alec’s phone rang, “Alec, go.”

“According to the Sector Police, a truck went through the gates 6 minutes ago and should be there within fifteen.”

Alec grinned, “Thanks, Logan, we’ll get back to you if we need anything.”

“Tell Max to be careful.”

“Come on, Logan, it’s us,” Alec grinned.

“Exactly.”

“I’ll let her know,” Alec hung up.  “Sector Police records have the truck coming through six minutes ago, let’s move.”

“Mouth,” Max turned to 785 as Alec chuckled at her use of the name, “You and Biggs take those three,” she divided the Xs in half, arbitrarily, “We’ll take these these guys and take out their electronics.   We think White is the only familiar there, but be careful.”

“So who gets to drive this beast?” 785 asked.

Max grinned at him, “Who do you think?”

“So I’m the one that has to convince them to let me through the gate?”

“That’s right…and they’re expecting you soon.  Let’s go, people.”

They all clambered into the back of the truck and 785 grinned at them as he shut them into the darkness.

“Why can’t I see?” Alec asked immediately.

“Uhh…it’s dark, Alec.” Biggs pointed out the obvious.

“So? I’m X5.”

“The place is light tight,” Max pointed out, “Even we can’t see if…” she broke off, “OK, this better be Alec or you’re LOSING that hand.”

Alec laughed, “Sorry, trying to find your hand.”

“Really…that’s a big search.”

He pulled her towards him and she could feel him smiling against her neck.

“Uhh…guys?” Biggs broke in, “That silence is a little inappropriate in front of the kids, don’t you think?”

“Shut up, Biggs, we’re not doing anything,” Alec lied.

The truck started turned, throwing Max and Alec against the wall.

“Uh-huh,” Biggs clearly didn’t believe them.

“Here’s the deal, guys,” Max started to instruct them while Alec tried to distract her.  “The second the doors are open,” Alec ran his hand down her arm, “Get out of the truck as fast as you can…” he kissed her neck, “Take out EVERYONE in the room immediately.  I don’t think White will be there and I don’t want to warn him.”  Max bit back a groan as she finished her instructions, elbowing Alec.

“Turn you on?” he asked softly.

Max leaned back into him, sliding down his body and then back up.  All the air hissed out of him as he flipped her around to face him.

“Turn you on?” she whispered.

“I think you know,” Alec crushed her lips.

“Guys, we’re gonna get there any…” They rolled over a curb as Biggs spoke.

Max and Alec pulled away from each other reluctantly and listened to the Mouth.

“Got a delivery, here…said they needed it asap.”

“Let me radio to see if you’re expected,” said the guard.

“Sure, go ahead,” 785 sounded bored.

“Boss, we have a truck here for a delivery…  You’ve got the OK, take the truck around the curve, we’ll unload and have you out of here.”

“Sounds good,” the truck started moving again and the transgenics let out their breath.

“Ready?” Max whispered.

“Always,” was the answer.

She smiled as the truck stopped and the doors opened.

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