Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own them. But I surely want them to be happy!

A/N: The inspiration for this Max/Logan fic hit me yesterday and I couldn't stop writing since.

I know this is all fluffyand cheesy (see title!!!) and about everything in it has been explored by other

writers at length, but still I had to let it out. Anyway, this is for all the hopeless M/L shippers out there! So grab

your Kleenex and dream away…

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'Anyone can be a father, but it takes someone special to be a daddy!'

                                    ***Chapter 1***

Asha looked at Max in concern: "Are you okay? You look a little pale."

Max shrugged off the comment and threw a wary glance at Logan who was approaching them with a glass of hot milk. He was shuffling his feet over the floor holding the drink in one hand, steadying himself with the cane in the other.

Ever since the exo broke and there had been no way of repairing it he had been in and out of the chair on and off. They had contacted the guy who had been able to help them with the virus some months ago. He had done a load of experiments and analyses in order to find a way of disguising Max' stem cells so that they wouldn't be rejected by Logan's immune system. The problem was to make sure they still did their job regenerating the nerves in Logan's spine. It had been a few strenuous and painful weeks for both of them-physically as well as emotionally as the relentless testing, blood-drawing and ever so often shattered hopes were nagging at their nerves. It finally seemed to have worked and Logan was able to walk shorter distances with the help of a cane. So hopes were up again a little but it was still nothing compared to the miracle the very first transfusion had done.

Max took the glass of milk from Logan and thanked him.

"Oh, I forgot about the honey! You wanted honey, right?" he noticed.

Max grabbed his hand an pulled him closer. "It's okay. Sit down. I'll get it myself."

Max could see how exhausted he was from the short walk to the kitchen and she knew from the tension on his face that it still had to be quite painful. But Logan's pride won once again. Being only around Max he had eased up a little, but with Asha sitting there he still had to pretend to be strong.

"No, no problem. I'll get it for you. You said you didn't feel well." With that he drew his hand from Max' and headed back to the kitchen.

Asha had watched the scene in silence. Now she watched Max take a tiny sip of the hot drink and draw a face in disgust.

"What's wrong with you Max?" she asked again. "This is just not your normal self!"

Max cupped her hands around the warm glass and stared into space.

"I did one of those …tests…this morning."

Asha raised her eyebrows. "What test?"

Max pushed the milk away almost tipping the glass over.

"I'm pregnant." She said in a toneless voice.

Asha's features fell for a second. It still hurt to have lost Logan to Max, although she knew she could never really have had him-even if Max had never returned. Still, Max being pregnant somehow made things a lot more final. She forced a smile back on her face.

"Wow. Congratulations Max! That's wonderful!"

Max looked up at her. "I'm not sure."

"What do you mean? You're thinking about not having the child?"

Max shook her head slowly. "No. I want this baby. But it's just such a bad timing. I mean we are still trying to figure out that stem cell thing…and Logan…I don't know how he'll react to it right now."

She sighed, tears forming in her eyes. Damn, she had been so emotional for the past couple of days!

Asha suddenly felt compassion for Max and the screwed up situation she was in.

"Look, I know Logan loves you more than his life. He may be having a hard time, but I'm sure he'll be glad to have a baby with you. Taking care of a child can be hard work but you can also draw so much strength from it…What will keep him going more than his own child!?" she added.

Max looked at Asha in surprise. It was like she had read her mind and had responded to all her worries. Maybe she had underestimated her all this time. She let the words sink in and a small smile crept to her face. Maybe Asha was right. Sharing the responsibility for a child would keep Logan ---would keep both of them going.

"Yeah, probably." she mumbled. "I just don't know how to tell him!"

"Tell him what?" Logan asked, setting down the honey-jar on the table.

Max jumped in her seat, startled. "Gosh, you scared me!!"

"Sorry. You seem to be a little tense." He said with a sly smile. "So what is it you want to tell me?" he insisted.

Asha stood up mumbling some lame excuse about having to do the laundry and turned to leave.

"I'll give you a call later!" she shouted back over her shoulder while she hectically left the room.

Logan frowned, his gaze wandering back and forth between Max and Asha.

When Max heard the front door close behind Asha, she motioned for Logan to take a seat. This time he didn't argue.

"So I hope it's good news for a change." He said uncomfortably.

Max stared down at her freshly polished nails. OC had done a real great job!

"Max, come on!" she heard Logan's voice in the distance. Well, this was the right moment. She had to tell him anyway, now or later. She could just as  well get it over with right now. It didn't make a difference.

"I'm pregnant." She dropped the bomb.

Logan's jaw dropped open. "You…you're sure?" He couldn't quite believe he had heard her right.

"I did a test this morning." Max  nodded avoiding his gaze-or rather stare. He still didn't seem to get it.

"But that's impossible…I mean…" he trailed off.

Logan awkwardly stood up and started pacing the room-or what came close to it. Max couldn't help but feel disappointed at his reaction. She had known it wouldn't be easy, but she couldn't even tell whether he liked or hated what she had told him. His reaction was just so indifferent.

"You knew I didn't take birth control pills." She said matter-of-factly.

Logan stopped moving and looked at her with a mixture of anger and confusion.

"Yeah, but I didn't…I mean I didn't know…that I still…you know."

He ran his hands trough his hair and started pacing again.

"Just because you don't feel it doesn't mean you can't…do it" Max shot at him. "Don't tell me you never talked with Sam about that!" she threw him a reproachful look.

"Of course I did Max! …It's just…I didn't think…"

He stopped as his legs began to shake. He grabbed his cane tight and shoved his body over to the couch. He tried to calm his trembling legs with his hands but to no avail. He clenched his teeth and clutched his rebelling muscles.

"Look at me!!!" he shouted furiously, his voice trembling like his legs. "How can I be a father?"

Max moved to sit beside him and put a hand on his which was still clutching his leg.

"You 'll be a wonderful father Logan. I know you are having a hard time and this comes totally unexpected. But nature has made a decision. And remember what you said your mom told you?! 'The universe is right on schedule', right?"

 She cupped his face in her hands and forced him to look at her.

"I know we can make it together. We've been through so much already that this is going to be a piece of cake." She tried to sound sincere but the words didn't come out very convincingly.

"Don't tell me you're not scared" Logan said, looking into her eyes.

"Of course I am" Max admitted. "But we are in this together and I know that I have you to rely on –and we'll have a beautiful, wonderful, perfect little baby." Her eyes shone with at the thought of holding their child.

Logan eventually forced a little smile on his face and kissed her longingly, willing all the anger and frustration to go away with that single kiss. He finally released his grip and sighed.

"I'm sure we'll have a beautiful baby Max." he finally said hugging her tightly.

Later that night Max was in the bathroom staring at her reflection in the mirror. Boy, she looked pale! Thank God the nausea was gone! But she could be sure it would be back in the morning. She brushed her teeth and went into the bedroom. Logan was already in bed curled up under the blankets. Max slid in, beside him , spooning her body around his from behind. She chuckled.
"A few months from now I won't be able to do that anymore. I will have a Big belly then!"

Logan reached out for her hand and rested it on his stomach, so that she was hugging him tight.

She could feel his body trembling slightly. Worried she slid her hand down to his legs. They were still trembling with tiny spasms.

"Logan, what's going on?" she asked concerned.

There was a long pause until Logan eventually responded to her question.

"I'm loosing it again…" came his muffled voice. "The feeling in my toes is gone already."

Max felt an iron grip around her heart. Not again. Please, not again! she thought. She wrapped her own legs around Logan's hoping to calm the spasms down. Her hand began stroking his chest.

She placed a soft kiss in the crook of his neck.

"I'm sorry…" she whispered. "But we will keep on trying. We'll find a way!"

"No Max." His voice was firm. "You're pregnant! And I don't want anyone messing around with your body with that child growing inside of you. You need all your strength for the child and yourself."

"But Logan…"

"End of discussion, Max! I don't want to be responsible if anything goes wrong. I could never forgive myself. I was asking too much of you anyway. I'd rather be stuck in that chair again than putting you through this testing and stuff any longer.  You need your rest now. I don't want them to treat you like a lab rat anymore…It was selfish enough , to ask you in the first place!" His voice made it clear that there was no use to argue.

A wave of love and pain washed over Max and she hugged Logan even tighter.

"I love you Logan. You're gonna be a wonderful daddy." She felt him squeeze her hand as she drifted into a deep exhausted sleep.

TBC…

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PS: I wrote this quite some time ago always intending to finish the whole story before I post it-but somehow my muse left me along the way. So I guess I could use some encouraging reviews to help me find it again.

So please everybody who reads this and can think of anything they want to tell me-good or bad; please drop me a line! Suggestions, comments, anything.