AU Dark Angel - Chapter 7 - 411 On The DL
Title: Dark Angel
Pairing: Alec/Logan, unrequited Max/Logan
Chapter: 7
Rating: Will be heavy R/NC-17 in future.
Summary: An AU to the show, in which Alec arrives in Seattle three years before Max graces the scene.
Author's Note: I was going to post this yesterday, but I don't want to hog the community. lol. Enjoy!
Chapter seven
411 on the DL
Alec laughed and stepped into the elevator. “You need some help there gorgeous?” he grinned down at Logan.
Logan rolled his eyes. “Just press the goddamn button, smart ass.” He swatted Alec on the ass, just to make his point clear.
Alec laughed again and complied, pressing the button for Logan’s penthouse. He stopped laughing as the doors closed and Logan glared at him.
“There’s someone in the living room for you,” Bling told Logan as the pair of them arrived in the apartment. Logan glanced at Alec who rolled his eyes and headed for the kitchen. “She says she’s your ex-wife,” Bling said quietly and Logan had never felt more thankful that Alec had already left the room.
“Who was that?” Alec asked curiously after Valerie had left later that day.
“What?” Logan asked, breaking out of his thoughts. “Oh, that. That was… that was Valerie. She’s just and old friend from college,” he lied.
“Alec,” Max asked, walking up to her fellow transgenic. “You couldn’t lend us some cash could you?” she asked, sounding reluctant that she had to lower herself so low as to ask for a favour from Alec.
“Depends,” Alec answered. “How much do you want?”
“I need three thousand dollars,” Max whispered.
Alec laughed, “Three thousand? You think I have three grand lying around handy? Sorry Max but I’m tapped out until payday.”
“You see that?” Max asked, thrusting the newspaper into Alec’s hands.
“What?” Alec asked, glancing down at the paper. “What exactly am I supposed to be looking at?” he asked. Max pointed to the correct column. “So? It’s just a load of numbers,” he shrugged.
“Read the numbers,” Max instructed.
Alec did as he was told and his eyes widened, “Oh,” he whispered. “What do you reckon it means?”
Max shrugged her shoulders, snatching the paper back, “But I’m sure as hell going to find out.”
~
“I’m worried, Alec,” Logan’s voice filtered through Alec’s cell.
“Max is a big girl, she can take care of herself,” Alec replied.
“It’s not Max I’m worried about. It’s you and Jack I’m more concerned with. If someone got a hold of her barcode there’s a very real chance that someone out there knows yours as well.”
Alec smiled at Logan’s concern. “It’ll be fine,” he assured his lover. “Me and Jack both keep our barcodes covered in public. We’ll keep our heads down even more than normal, I promise.”
~
“Valerie,” Logan’s voice was saying as Alec entered the apartment. “Yeah I was a little shocked, I wasn’t expecting a call from my ex-wife right in the middle of a conversation with a friend. Yes, she’s a female friend but she’s not that kind of friend.”
Logan turned around and saw Alec stood in the doorway, staring at him in horror with tears rolling down his face. “Val, I’m going to have to go,” Logan said, before he put the phone down.
“Alec, please,” Logan said, moving towards Alec, who took a step backwards. “I can explain.”
Alec didn’t say a word. He turned on his heel and practically ran out of the apartment and down to his motorcycle, letting the door bang loudly as it fell closed.
~
“Damn you, Logan Cale!” Alec shouted at no one in particular, picking a beer bottle up and tossing it across the room, watching as it sailed through the air and smashed against the opposite wall.
“What did that bottle ever do to you?” Jack’s amused voice asked.
Alec turned to glare at him and the smile instantly disappeared from Jack’s face when he saw the tears on his best friend’s face. “God, Al,” Jack breathed crossing the room in, quiet literally, a blur so that a second later he was wrapping his arms around Alec. “What happened?” he asked quietly, running his hands up and down Alec’s back in an attempt to sooth the distraught transgenic.
“Logan,” Alec cried, burying his head in the blond’s shoulder. “Married.”
“What?” Jack asked in surprise. “He’s married?”
“Was,” Alec told him.
Jack frowned. “Hang on a sec,” he instructed. “If Logan was married but he’s not now, what’s got you so upset?”
“He didn’t tell me, Jack,” Alec retorted. “We’ve been seeing each other for three god damn years! I’ve told him everything about my past, but yet he couldn’t tell me the small detail that he was married!” he shouted. The volume of Alec’s voice didn’t make Jack flinch at all; after living with the other man for over half his life, Alec’s temper didn’t frighten Jack anymore.
“Alec, you haven’t told him everything about our past,” Jack said softly. “What about all the things that they made us do? Logan doesn’t know about all them. How did you find out about the ex?”
“She was at his apartment before,” Alec whispered. “Then when I went to see him earlier he was on the phone with her,” he spat out the pronoun.
“What did he say?” Jack asked.
“He said he could explain but I didn’t give him chance to, I just got the hell out of there.”
Before Jack could even roll his eyes at Alec’s behaviour the telephone rang. Neither of them moved to answer it, instead letting it go through to the answering machine. “Hey Alec,” Logan’s voice said. “I know I’m the last person you want to hear from right now, but please, at least let me explain before you kill me. Call me back. Please. I love you.”
“Looks like he wants to smooth things over, to me,” Jack smirked.
“Or he could just be lying, he’s good at that,” Alec commented, scowling at the answering machine.
“He hasn’t lied to you, Alec,” Jack rolled his eyes. “He didn’t tell you about her, but you never actually asked him if he was married, did you? Just talk to him, please,” Jack practically begged.
“Why are you so adamant that I forgive him?” Alec demanded.
“Because whenever you go without seeing or speaking to him for longer than a few hours, you’re cranky. Forgive me for trying to spare myself the agony of a cranky transgenic.”
~
“You’ve got one chance to explain, Cale,” Alec said, stepping into Logan’s apartment. “And it had better be good.”
Logan turned to face Alec, a slight look of relief on his face. “Alec,” he whispered. “You came.”
“Don’t get your hopes up, Cale,” Alec said, his facial expression not changing as he stalked past Logan into the sitting room. “I haven’t forgiven you, this is your chance.”
“I know,” Logan agreed, stopping his wheelchair in front of where Alec was sitting on his couch. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about Valerie before. But you have to understand something,” Logan gently took Alec’s hands in his own. He was half expecting Alec to pull his hands away and when he didn’t he found himself slightly relieved; although when Alec didn’t tighten his grip the relief faded a little bit. “Me and Valerie divorced years ago. When we were together we had the perfect marriage, except I wasn’t attracted to her.”
“If you weren’t attracted to her, why did you ask her to marry you in the first place?” Alec asked quietly.
“My family were pushing at me from every angle, pressuring me into getting married and producing an heir to carry on the Cale line,” Logan told him. “I knew that if my family found out that I wasn’t interested in sleeping with her then I would loose my inheritance so I asked her to marry me. I was expecting her to say no so I wouldn’t have to marry anyway. But she said yes, so I didn’t have any choice but to marry her. Towards the end she started drinking a lot and it got so bad that we would have arguments for no reason, she said some pretty hurtful things to me when she was drunk. But part of me was glad things turned out that way because it gave me a legitimate reason to divorce her.”
Alec wiped his cheek, wiping away the tears that he didn’t know were there. “Why didn’t you tell me before?” he asked quietly. “Didn’t you trust me enough to let me know? Is that why?”
“God, no, Alec,” Logan said, gripping Alec’s hands tighter. “Of course I trust you. I didn’t tell you about her because Valerie is in the past. My present and, hopefully, my future is with you. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, can you forgive me?” he begged looking at Alec, his hazel eyes big and pleading.
Alec sighed, lowering his head, “I’m sorry I got so mad at you, but I felt betrayed, you know? You’re the only person other than Jack that I told about who I really was and then to learn that you didn’t trust me something like this, hurt me. The next time you feel like you have a secret that I won’t like, just tell me and let me decide if I like it or not.”
“I’m sorry,” Logan repeated, tugging Alec forwards by his hands, “I promise, I won’t keep anything else from you.”
Alec smiled and pressed his face against Logan’s shoulder, breathing in the older man’s scent. “It’s okay,” he whispered, “I never really asked you that much about your past. I guess we’re both to blame, eh?” he lifted his head and grinned at Logan.
Logan chuckled and pressed his lips against Alec’s softly. Alec smiled against Logan’s lips and threaded his fingers through the journalist’s blond hair and deepened the kiss.
TBC
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