Author's Note: Hiyyah.! (: So, I've decided that I'm going to continue writing for Dark Angel. Yes, that poem absolutely sucked! But that's okay too, I guess. At first, I didn't edit it, but if you go back to check now, it is. It was a moment thing, you know. Yehh, so. This is another One-Shot, and it does have to do with Logan and Max. :D Of course. Here you go; M rated, Logan & Max.
Finally.
Finally Sam Carr had found the cure.
Someone not even from Manticore, beat Manticore.
Max's eyes blared as he injected the virus reactant into her arm, it burned, but it was going to be hell of a lot worth it in the end. There's no possible way Sam could beat this. Renfro said there was no cure. She couldn't wrap her head around the fact that her and Logan would be able to touch again- after a year and a half- and a whole lot of money. Manticore is gone. My life's finally coming together. Still, Max didn't know if she'd be able to touch Logan, even after this. What if she just re-infected him, they'd be in more danger than before. Considering Terminal City had been off-limits to her since she'd screwed up with Joshua. Unless Alec would get over his big, fact ego; Logan wouldn't have a chance. I can't trust this, not now. Not after all we've been through. Was the risk worth taking? I don't think so, but Logan would say it's his life on the line, not mine. Though, if he died, she probably slowly go crazy and eventually it would kill her anyway. So. It's my life on the line, too.
"Max, I know how hard this is. I know you don't really want to believe that it's true, and I know that we've had no way to test it, but we're ninety-eight percent sure that it will work." Dr. Carr instructed. "It's worked at reversing other poisons and toxins from Terminal City."
"What about the other two percent?" Max, always so sentimental. "I can't risk that other percent, I won't. There won't be any other way to reverse him," she pointed at Logan, "if I re-infect him."
Logan shook his head, "not your life on the line."
I knew it. "Actually, yeah. It is my life on the line as well, Logan!" She didn't want to fight with him, but if it meant taking his life away from him, after she'd almost done it before, she couldn't go through with it. "If I killed you, Logan, I wouldn't be able to live with myself. Not being able to touch you this last year, has been hell for me, but if I killed you and you wouldn't be around at all, I'd rather not be able to touch you."
She only keep yelling at him. Logan wasn't listening to anything she was saying, because he only wanted to know is Sam Carr would be their miracle man. He did the only thing a man with his curiosity could do. Logan took baby steps toward Max, without her even realizing what he was doing. Each step he took toward her, was another second of his life he could lose. If the virus didn't kill him, she would. Logan knew how badly they both wanted this, but Max was scared. Logan, don't fool yourself. Max is right, she wouldn't want you laying your life down for her. But it's damn worth a shot at it.
"Max, shhh." Logan's hand dropped onto her face, gently. He ran a thumb over her cheek, only trying to relax her. "It's alright." Am I telling her that? Or myself. But he didn't feel any different than he had a few minutes ago. Logan was actually touching Max's skin without his nerves sending deadly bolts of signals to his brain, without his blood feeling as if it were pouring out of his body. No, Logan Cale was just fine touching his love. "We've beat it, Max." Whispering only made the matter more dramatic, but he couldn't help himself. Manticore thought they would always run Max's life. I'm not letting them. Logan's lips touched her's for the first time in a year and a half. His heart exploded with glee inside of him and as he back away, both of their eyes were tearing.
"Logan," was all Max managed out before she collapsed into his arms. "Is it really true? Or is this some kind of sick dream?" She'd hate to wake up now, after what all they'd been through to find this cure. If Lydecker planted this into her brain or if she was dead, she wanted this fantasy to be over with. Another move from Logan and she's be hooked forever. "Are you sure it's going to stick this time?"
Sam Carr turned back to his microscope, "yes. All the protein are staying into place. I think maybe this second round was what needed to happen."
"And you didn't charge twenty large to do it, either." Max smiled, "but if that's what it took, I'd go through whatever I had to." She couldn't believe that it had actually taken this time, it was almost too good to be true. But she felt Logan's touch, it wasn't fake. Max felt as if any minute, Sam was going to tell them that the virus was reversing. "You're absolutely sure?"
Sam and Logan both laughed. "Yes, Max. I wouldn't put Logan in any danger. I know you're scared, but it's real this time. It may take a while to get use to, but you will. One day."
"No I won't. It's been over another year since the last time I could touch him. I can never thank you enough, really. I just don't know how to react." Max honestly hadn't been this happy in a long time. Not even when her and Logan first kissed. She really needed to feel his touch, and that's just what she planned on doing.
"Come on, I figure we should get back to my place." Logan took her hand. "Thanks again, Sam. You've been a great help to the both of us. I can always pay you, whatever you need."
"Don't sweat it, Logan. I just wanted to see Max happy. I've always felt like she were my sister. I'm glad you two are together."
Logan nodded and left the room. He didn't know what to say to Max, and all she did was giggle. It made him smile knowing he'd be able to make love to her after all this time. He wouldn't hold it back now, they had waited too long for this. He wasn't making the mistake of missing it this time, even if Sam said they'd be able to touch for the rest of their lives. Logan knew something else would go wrong if they didn't. He felt it so strong, that he believed even Max felt the same way.
"So. We're going back to my apartment? Maybe make you dinner?"
"Hmm, I've got something else in mind. How about I make you dinner?" Max winked. Logan knew exactly what she meant. "Let's skip the dinner and call it dessert."
Logan held her to him, kissing her deeply as they entered his door way. His keys hit the floor and she slammed the door shut behind them. Her jacket had been gone in the hallway somewhere, she didn't know. Max honestly didn't care now that she was getting the man of her dreams, he could buy her a new one.
She pulled back, looking into his eyes. "Wait," Max rolled her eyes at how stupid that sounded. "I wanted to tell you something. I heard you the first time, but I know you didn't hear me. It's important or I wouldn't have stopped..." she trailed. "Logan, I- I. Just really need to say this. I love you, Logan."
"I love you too, Max."
Author's Note: So. This is all you get for the time being. (: I hope this was okay for the beginning. Ohoh, and you think there's a happy ending, right? We'll see.