The Giving

The Way a Family Acts

The Giving

By PaBurke

X-over: Dark Angel

200 Words, rated PG

Distribution: TtH, for the TtHdrabble livejournal.

Summary: Just something that could happen to the Scooby family. Drabble

Disclaimer: No one belongs to me.





Max ran. The dark stranger ran beside her, keeping up. Somehow it validated his outrageous claims. He maneuvered through the back alleys as stealthily as she. Max stopped when she thought it might be safe.

"Look, Mr. Angel . . ."

He interrupted. "Just Angel, if you don’t use the Uncle."

Max shook her head. "I’m a test-tube baby, I have no mother. No family."

A ghost of a smile and he reached for her hair gently. "You are Faith’s Max, stolen three days old. We knew that they cloned you. We’ve found some of the others but you-you smell like Max. You are our Max."

"It’s a coincidence. I wasn’t named until after I escaped from Manicore."

He frowned.

Max heard the click, but Angel pushed her away, taking the bullets in her place. The blood stained his shirt. He shoved a card into her hand and yelled for her to run. Max ran. She couldn’t save him.

His words echoed behind her.

"See you on the other side, Max."

When Max finally stopped running, she read the business card. ‘Council of Watchers, England.’ Family? The kind of family that would take a bullet for her?

Could Logan get her to England?





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