Things have been pretty quiet here at Terminal City. Which, strangely enough is slightly disappointing. I mean, I have no letters or parcels to deliver, no pool table to play at, no movies to watch. To be perfectly honest, life�s extremely dull and a war at least, would give me a little something to do. We still have a meeting every morning at Max�s insistence. She says that the moment we let our guard down is the moment they�ll attack. Ted, an X-6, keeps watch at the watchtower and every morning he reports whether we are in instant danger or not. Aside from the occasional tourist taking pictures of the now very famous Freak flag; there�s been nothing.

While my life is far from exciting right now, Max on the other hand is in the midst of �excitement�. Her and Logan are on the verge of a breakthrough with finding their precious cure. Needless to say, the city�s in complete celebration mode, everyone wanting to do their part for the sweet couple. It�s not like they actually found it either. I honestly don�t see what all the fuss is about. All they�ve done is managed to locate an old Manticore doctor who is likely, I repeat, likely to have the cure. It�s not even definite!

�It�s the best lead we�ve had for a long time Alec. And need I remind you what happened the last time we found the cure?� Max lectures me.

�Please, I was there Max, and I�ve only heard the story like a thousand times. Gees, why didn�t you just do us all a favour and let me die, then maybe I�d have some peace.�

�I often ask myself that very question dumbass.� We sit in silence in our main living room for a few moments, each of us angry. Max angry that I�m not more supportive of her plight to be with Logan and myself angry with her for her plight, and with myself for not being more supportive. I mean, hell, it�s my fault they�re at this crossroads anyway. It�s my fault that Max has been so unhappy.

�So when are you going to be meeting this doctor?� I ask trying to sound interested.

�I don�t know. I mean, we know where he is and all it�s just going to be a task to go into the outside world and somehow manage to dodge those newfangled transgenic-spotting camera�s. Not to mention White and his men. They�re just waiting for me to make a move so that they can pounce.�

�You�re right about that.� I say.

�I honestly don�t know what we�re going to do, but Logan�s working on it.�

�Of course he is.�

�What�s that supposed to mean?�

�Nothing�nothing.�

�I really can�t wait until we find this damn cure. Just to be able to hold his hand again��

�You�re going to all this trouble just to hold the guys hand?� I ask, incredulously.

�Well obviously not just for that idiot! But it�ll be nice, you know? Just to be able to touch each other again.�

�Please spare me the details.�

�I wasn�t going to go into any.�

�Good.�

�So when we do figure out a way to get outa here undetected, I�ll be going to meet this guy and then he has to inject some anti-virus protein into me and then, hopefully it�ll be fine.�

�And when you�or Logan more to the point, finds some �foolproof� way of getting you out of TC, he�s just going to let you go alone?�

�I�m perfectly capable of taking care of myself Alec.�

�In ordinary circumstances I�d believe that, but this is White we�re talking about!�

�I�ll be fine.�

�My ass! I�ll go with you.�

�I�d rather take some yapping dog.�

�Oh and he�d protect you would he?�

�And you would? Alec, you�re more likely to get us into some sort of trouble than anything else.�

�Well that�s a risk we�ll both have to take coz I ain�t letting you go out there alone. And that�s it.�

�You�re concern is touching Alec, really.� Max says in a snide tone. �But I�d rather go alone, thanks.�

�Alright�alright.� I say, raising my arms in defeat.

�Really, that�s it? Thought you�d go down harder than that.�

�Well, if you really don�t want me there, then that�s fine.�

�Great.� She smiles, proud of her win.

�Hey Max. There�s a thunder storm forecast for tomorrow�how bout that?� She eyes me wearily, waiting for my point.

�I guess you don�t need me for that then either. You�re so capable and everything, a storm would be��

�Ok, you can come.� She snaps, glaring sternly at my wicked grin.