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Important Background Information and Ramblings
OK, so as I'm sure a good majority of you did I watched 'Borrowed Time' and wanted to reach inside the TV and take care of all the little problems and interruptions myself so Max and Logan could have some "alone time" – if you will. But as we all know that couldn't ever happen. So, I figured why not deal with the issues that I can and be happy with that. So I decided to write another fan fic, in hopes of making myself feel better.
And then there's the fact that I miss Adriann. Yes you heard correctly, I miss Adriann and I decided to bring her back. Now, for all of you who are thinking that this is a sequel to 'Adriann', sorry it's not. She just happens to be in the story. The girl is probably the best creation my little mind has ever come up with and I got to be, well, a bit attached to her. So as I said she's back!
Only this time things are a bit different. – The basic events of 'Adriann' did happen (Adriann breaking Max out, Brin's death, Bling and Adriann, and so on…) but the actual episodes is reality in this…with the occasional adjustment to make it work……Adriann helped Max get out, but a bit later than in my fic, Renfro died a bit differently, Joshua's around, and so is Asha and Alec(which should be interesting)….and so on…..
Oh yeah, the virus….sadly enough, it exists in this little tale of mine, but it didn't effect Logan right away in my world, cause that would just throw off my whole little thing in 'Adriann' so if you have any idea why it didn't immediately come into play let me know…
Well I suppose that's all the background I need to give you so I should get on with the story, especially since I've rambled for half a page.
What a Broken Heart Can Bear
Chapter 1: A Promise Made is a Promise Kept
Rating: PG-13ish
Tag: Borrowed Time
Disclaimer: Dark Angel and all it's characters belong to me in no way shape or form….the only way that I could ever have a chance at getting some rights to them would to marry into the Cameron/Eglee dynasty and quite frankly they are both too old for me and they are both married if memory serves…so the question remains do they have any sons?
Oh, yeah, Adriann – she's my very own burst of creative genius.
Reviews: HECK YEAH! I need to hear what you guys think otherwise my mind twists your silence into disgust and hate towards my writing. So please tell me what you think. Luvvbug101@hotmail.com
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Hey Dre, it's me. Max. Umm, do you think that maybe you could call me when you get in. I…I just…I….*sigh* I really need to talk to you.
Max's voice floated across the room to the kitchen where Adriann was digging through her empty refrigerator. But there was something in her voice that grabbed Adriann's attention. Sadness, fear, heartbreak, sure those obvious, but it was what Max was trying too hide that made Adriann snap her head up, slam the fridge door shut, and grab her leather jacket and car key. It was the tears obviously streaming down her face and the sobs she was trying to choke back, it was the utter hopelessness and defeat in the voice of her sister that sent Dre running.
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"Max?" Adriann called as she knocked on the run down apartments down. "Max, are you there? Max?" When no one came to the door or even attempted to answer from within Adriann turned to knob, letting herself in. 'Let's just hope everyone's decent.'
"Maxie?" Adriann walked quietly into the hall, leading to Max's bedroom. Poking her head around the edge of the door frame, Dre found Max curled up in a tiny ball on her bed in a dreamless sleep. Kneeling down beside the edge of the bed, Adriann covered Max with a thin blanket that was thrown at the foot of the mattress. Even asleep, the pain and anguish Max felt was evident.
"I'll be here when you wake up." She whispered, looking down at her baby sister's tear stained face. Slowly Dre rose to her feet and walked back out into the living room. Flopping down onto their dilapidated couch, she sighed while she put her feet up on the coffee table.
'Wonder where Cindy is? Maybe she can clue me in on what the hell happened. Or maybe she knows less than you do. Either way…what happened? I mean I know that the virus was a pain in the ass and all but - oh God the virus. Please, God, please, don't let Logan be dead. Oh God please. Maybe, I should drop by his place. Just to make sure, and so I can be prepared for whatever it is that Max tells me. But I told Max that I'd be here when she woke up.' Adriann sighed heavily dropping her head back against the cushion. 'I dunno. But Logan's place is safe now with Bling having found employment else where. Max will probably be a sleep for a while, and it could be a quick visit with Logan. Cause if Max is this upset, it must be something big. And he would probably know about it. And as good ole Manticore always said – 'Be prepared for all battles and unexpected encounters or occurrences.' – Or was that the Boy Scouts?'
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"Knock, knock." Adriann called as she opened the door to Logan's Fogle Towers pent house, nearly afraid of what she might find. "Anyone home?" 'Oh God, please be home.'
Logan had become a good friend in the weeks after the final take down of Manticore. He had given her a place to stay for as long as she wanted, been a shoulder to cry on and someone to talk to when things ended with Bling – and had actually taken her side. Logan had become like family to Dre in those few short weeks before she moved to a small town in Northern California, with Logan's help of course. She would do anything for him and loved him like a brother and best friend. They had kept in touch throughout the time she was away, talking on the phone and through emails quite frequently, promising that they would never be more than a phone call away if one needed the other. She had made that same promise to Max.
"Logan? You home?" Adriann called again walking into the living room, pausing in her tracks when her eyes fell on Logan's back. He was staring out the floor length window, that she had once broken with Brin, his elbows resting on his knees and hands holding his head. Crossing the space between them Adriann crouched down directly in his line of vision, and rested her hand on his knee.
"Hey." She whispered, seeing his usual 'unkempt' look of a 5 o'clock shadow evolve into the mid-stages of a beard and his deflated posture. "What happened?" Maybe it was the question itself, or maybe it was seeing Adriann again, or even the harsh reality of the past 36 hours finally breaking down the last of his walls. Maybe it was all of the above. But when Logan finally lifted his eyes from the ground all of the raw and unguarded agony that Logan felt was held within them, the last of his resolve shattered at the sight of his friend. He opened his mouth to speak, but the words couldn't be found to even come close to expressing the pain he was feeling. When Adriann opened her arms, Logan quickly collapsed into them sobs wracking his body.
As Adriann was about to move up to the couch, Logan gently slid off the edge and crumpled more into her embrace on the floor. Not knowing what else to do Adriann stayed with Logan on the floor, holding him as he cried, rocking him back and forth doing what she could to help pick up the broken pieces of his heart.
"It's gonna be okay. Everything is going to be okay." She whispered to him as she gently kissed the top of his head. Logan's grip around her tightened in response, before a new supply of tears began to flow freely.
'It's gonna be a rough night. This has got to work out. It has to. I'll do everything I can to fix this. And I still have no clue what happened.' Lifting her eyes to the ceiling Adriann sighed. 'I could really use some help down here.'
~Now I know that this was pretty short but it's just the beginning. SO if you think it's worth reading let me know and I'll continue it, otherwise I'll just leave it be. PLEASE review so I know if you liked it or not. I'm begging here and it's only the 1st chapter – that can't be a good sign. :oD