Chapter 1
Years after Freak Nation
She sat shaking in the corner of the floor. Sweat made streams down her body as well as soaking most of her long hair. She tired her hardest to reach up to the nightstand next to her to grab the phone, but her attempt failed and she fell back on to the floor crying.
A door opened and she could hear footsteps. "Max?" He walked into their bedroom. "Max?"
"Logan…I…" The shaking interfered with her words. He scooped her into his arms to place her on their bed. He gave her a light smile when her eyes wouldn't leave his. I was one of the few times Max looked… hopeless.
"You're going to be fine," he said grabbing a giant white bottle from the nightstand. He stroked her hair as he watched her swallow the tryptophan then kissed her forehead. "I'll be right back. I'm going to go check on the baby."
It felt like she had only blinked, but the clock at the edge of the nightstand proved it to be 8:00am, and the last time she had checked it was 5:00pm. "Logan…" She began to panic when she noticed he wasn't lying next to her.
"You're up!" He walked into the room holding a beautiful baby girl. "Say 'hi' to Mommy, Alexa." He kissed the top of her head. "Haven't seen her in days."
"Days!"
"I tired to wake you up. You'd threatened to kill me and then rolled over." His smile gave her some relief. "Then there was something about a radiator whose."
Her arms reached up to grab her daughter. "I missed you." She smiled at her wide eyed baby.
"They keep getting worse, Max." He sat down on the bed next to her. "You're going through twice as much tryptophan then normal."
"I know. What do you want me to do about it?" Her eyes didn't leave Alexa. It was constant amazement that this beautiful being came out of her created by the best parts of both her and Logan.
"You need to see someone," he said sternly. This time Max did look up at him, and with a large amount of disapproval. "You could go into a comma and die." His eyes were full of love looking at both her and their daughter. Her eyes examined his, but nothing sunk in until she looked into the eyes of her daughter.