alec_mcdowell | Who is saving who?

When he'd had enough of seeing Logan looking like a zombie (and zombies are much more lively), he did his own research. So maybe he was a little selfish not doing the run with Max and the others on Manticore... but he had someone to keep in mind other than himself. They couldn't expect it of him. Maybe it was better anyway... so he could go get Max's ass out himself. Before Logan did something stupid or starved to death... or Ben decided he wanted to go spring his Maxy. And seriously? He was never letting Manticore get their claws in Ben ever again.

So he left a note with Logan... addressed to Ben. All it had said was, 'I'm sick of both of you looking like someone ran over your puppy. So... I'm going to get her out. You can thank me later, I know I'm an awesome little brother. Ben... don't go near Manticore. I mean it. Yours Truly, Alec' And for all the irritation it would cause, it was just the way Alec was. He didn't want to go. But he'd make light of it... and cross his fingers that he wouldn't get burned for it.

He should have remembered that the best laid plans always seemed to walk him straight into hell. And he'd almost made it too. He'd forgotten how freakin' creepy X7s were. And after fun filled events of re-indoctrination... Manticore decided to have a little more fun and tie up loose ends. Which landed him back here... the one place he never wanted to be ever again. Psy-Ops. But the jerks could all burn in hell... cause he wasn't going to tell them anything about Ben. And by now... that was the only thought he could actually recall as even his own pain and possible screams were blurred out.

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Ben's body erupted in goosebumps at the soft kiss to his neck, eyes falling closed as he was suddenly filled with confusion over his reaction. He'd known he felt something for the other man, a connection deeper than anything he'd ever experienced, but...there was something else there he still didn't quite understand. The kiss to his neck and words of love only making him more confused as he continued to slide his fingers through the hair at the back of his twin's head, humming softly in agreement.

His brow furrowed again at the sound of his name, eyes sliding down to meet with matching irises, expression instantly turning troubled as he remembered exactly how he'd ended up in Psy-Ops the first time. Even though he really had no actual bearings on Alec's predicament, Ben couldn't help but feel slightly guilty that he'd caused such a young child to have to go through what he did, only adding another black mark against Manticore in his eyes.

Lifting a hand he trailed his fingers softly along the side of his head, smoothing over slowly awakening facial muscles, wanting to see the bright grins and laughter his twin was usually filled with and not...this. 'Then you should be sleeping. I didn't mean to wake you up...Just...I had to know you were still alive...' Biting his bottom lip on the emotions threatening to get out he hid his face in the top of Alec's head again and held him closer, hoping the body contact would be enough to wipe away the worry he could still feel coursing through his veins.

"I'm not..." He searched for the word as his eyes half closed from the feeling of Ben's pressed into his hair. Alec knew what physical contact felt like. But where he derived pleasure from any contact Ben gave him... it was the emotion as well. This was... emotional pleasure? "I'm not saying it right."

Searching his mind, he was digging through the numbed out senses and memories. Memories Manticore was trying to take away in their own right. Shivering, he clutched Ben closer. He'd fought tooth and nail to keep memories, thoughts, and emotions for Ben close to himself. Maybe that was why? "Like... Max... I don't... I don't remember much about her. Other than... she was there. But you... I could focus on you. Hear you. You make me..." Struggling at the words, he slid his hands up to cup Ben's face in them and lift his head to meet his eyes again.

"Come alive." Sweeping his thumbs slowly over his twin's cheek bones, he pulled the slightly older sibling down letting their noses touch. "I'm alive..." Lashes fluttered up and for a stunned second he understood and almost broke his heart. But... were transgenics normal anyway? Would feeling that way about his twin be so off base?

Breathing in slowly, he pushed a little closer and softly touched their lips together in a tender kiss before closing his eyes and waiting for the negative reaction.

Breathing in soft scent that was inherently his brother slowly began to relax him, knowing that he was here, safe in his arms, kept the urge to wreck anything that had dared touch was was his at bay. Even though the thoughts were strange he couldn't help the, just as he couldn't help but pull back and look down into his twin's eyes as he tried to puzzle through whatever was going through his mind.

Eyes widening briefly as his face was cupped between Alec's hands, that look of confusion didn't disappear. Lashes fluttering closed slowly at the touch to his cheeks he couldn't help a soft gasp that left him and caused him to lift his free hand to cover Alec's on his cheek. Twining their fingers together he tried to help along whatever healing his brother was able to garner from him.

What he hadn't expected, though, was to feel the sudden press of another set of lips against his own, his eyes instantly snapping open to take in the face of his brother, his twin, and the man that had given him his first kiss. 'Alec?' Brow furrowed he moved his hand to slide along his twin's cheek in imitation of his earlier motions on Ben, voice low between them. Trying to convey his confusion, but not about the fact that they were twins, the thought really not bothering Ben like it probably should, but over the fact that he'd kissed him. Alec was alive and vivacious and could make something of himself, not be stuck with his twin who still found it hard to go out into a crowd and not mark out each and every way to take down the entire square in a matter of moments

Hoping his actions conveyed his thoughts better than his words he slowly moved their heads closer together, pressing their foreheads against each other as he whispered out that soft word he'd ask all of those weeks ago. 'Why?'

That cool look in his eyes from lack of focus was warming... and he let his gaze linger on the fingers intertwining with his own. Sweeping his thumb along the side of Ben's hand, he slid his eyes back to his brother's. Nothing motivated him before beside self-preservation. Alec had a strong will to live on principle... but now... Ben? Ben moved him to act like nothing and no one else could. Even money. And that had shocked him more than anything else at first. Now... now he just knew, accepted it and stayed close to his twin.

But after that chaste kiss, a slight rise of panic fluttered about in his chest at the soft sound of his name on Ben's lips. Pressing his own together, they tingled from that brief contact. For a moment he wanted to pull away. He'd screwed up... but the feeling of Ben's hands stilled him and that almost innocent look of confusion made him love him even more.

"Because you're my perfect fit. I feel like I belong when I'm with you. And I know I'd do anything for you." Sliding his thumb along Ben's jaw, he touched their noses softly and reveled in the warm puffs of his twin's breath. "Because I swore to myself if I loved something, I wouldn't sit back and lose it. Someone." This time he managed a tiny smile. "All I want... all I need... is right here. But... you know.. it's ok. If you don't feel that way. I'm not gonna push you for anything. I just... like you close."

And he'd tell himself that. That he was fine just seeing Ben everyday. Even though he knew it was going to hurt. "I'm sorry..." Not that he told Ben... but maybe the kiss was pushing it.

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