Disclaimer- I do not own them. I just fantasize about them. ;)
Timeframe: This is right after Red. To bad I didn't see this one but I liked the transcript!
A/N I have no idea why I came up with this. I will most likely end up having a plot but for now that was just a little add in. knowing myself all to well I know this will not stay rated PG-13 so if you aren't swinging my way I would stop after this. That is if I figure out where this is going. Tell me what you think so far. This is a subtle chapter because I did not want to risk losing their characters in this. But later…
"Why is it that the good die young?" Logan questioned as the news report went on.
"City and state officials are hailing Anselmo as a courageous man who paid the ultimate price in the pursuit of justice."
"He got what he wanted."
"Mmm. A bullet in the chest?"
"Something his kid could point to and say he did good. Ahh."
"They got you good." He observed as he poured peroxide on her skin.
"I need to get my ass kicked once in a while. Just to keep me real."
"These guys aren't going away, Max." he replied with that concerned tone in his voice.
"Kinda pesky like that."
"Max…" she interrupted him.
"You don't have to tell me to be afraid. I'm already there." Logan looked at the back of Max's head for a brief second. He didn't want to scare her anymore so he shut up. Her head was slightly tilting down and to the side. He went back to doctoring her wounds. After he finished she let out a breath.
"Not bad doctor. Feels better already." She said as she turned to him. He smiled at her for a second.
"I suppose this will put your ass kicking agenda on hold for a while huh." She looked at him with a yeah-right look on her face.
"You think a few bumps a scratches are going to get in the way of a genetically engineered ass kicker? Hell no." He released an amused laugh but sobered up.
"I'm serious Max. Don't go doing unnecessary risks right now. Last thing I need is a broken genetically engineered ass kicker."
"Oh I'm not that fragile!"
"Well just humor me. For now ok?"
"Oh you are just out to kill my fun." He flashed her one of those prize- winning smiles at her.
"Damn straight." She smiled at him, but uneasiness settled over her. Logan noticed her restless state and realized she was contemplating whether to leave or not.
"You wanna crash here for the night?" she cast her eyes to the floor a distance away from herself.
"I probably shouldn't."
"I could whip up one of my culinary miracles. Besides I might be willing to let you crush my ego with a game of chess or two." He didn't plead but he put a very soft soothing flow to his voice in order to establish there was no pressure involved.
"You actually up to be beaten down tonight? I am astonished."
"Yeah well I guess I need to get my ass kicked once in a while. You know to keep me real." She broke into a grin.
"I suppose since I am the only one around that I am going to have to be the one to do it. But I will do it for you only if you feed me." Logan nodded and wheeled to the kitchen in order to start dinner. Max perched herself on the counter. She watched him in silence. Her thoughts wandering back. Dinner went on with a few banters thrown in. Afterwards Max bet him in 5 chess games in row. Every time she succeeded in thoroughly baffling Logan on how he ended up in checkmate. After the fifth game she yawned. She settled against the couch more comfortably. Logan looked up at her.
"I think that is enough ego bashing for the night don't you think?" A smile played with her lips.
"I suppose. After all you did fed me and you are letting me crash here so I suppose you have had enough." Logan contained his relief knowing Max would be staying there that night with him. He still was a little off balance from when she admitted she was scared. Not a normal Max thing to do.
"Feel like sleeping?" He inquired.
"Actually yeah." She looked over to one of his ornate clocks. "Damn. It's only like 11:30. I usually don't knock off until a couple hours later."
"Well I should imagine kicking ass would do that to you."
"Yeah that took a lot out of me." Her face grew sullen and then she closed her eyes shook her head and let out smirky laugh.
"What?"
"Nothing. It's just… Kendra."
"What about her?"
"She will most likely be jumping to conclusions considering I won't be going home."
"What kind of conclusions." His brow was furrowed in confusion.
"Oh she has this idea that me and your are… something." She had a hard time wording it. He nodded his head in understanding.
"Yeah." They sat there for a while. She smiled at him and he smiled back although a little nervousness was set on his features. 'I wonder what would happen if we were like that?' Max mused to herself. 'No! Bad Max. Don't be stupid. We are just friends and we can't risk tactical exposure now can we?' They sat there a little longer. Max suddenly got up.
"I think I will take you up on your offer. Ok if I crash in the guest bedroom?"
"Sure. Go ahead. Do you need anything though?"
"Nah. I'm cool. So see ya in the morning?"
"Yeah."
"Well at least this way I get to have a god breakfast right?"
"Absolutely."
"Night Logan."
"Good night Max." She strolled across the room and disappeared into the guest room. He let out a breath and briefly closed his eyes trying to push aside all ridiculous notions concerning him and Max. He wheeled into his computer room and started to get ready with another project for Eyes only.
Timeframe: This is right after Red. To bad I didn't see this one but I liked the transcript!
A/N I have no idea why I came up with this. I will most likely end up having a plot but for now that was just a little add in. knowing myself all to well I know this will not stay rated PG-13 so if you aren't swinging my way I would stop after this. That is if I figure out where this is going. Tell me what you think so far. This is a subtle chapter because I did not want to risk losing their characters in this. But later…
"Why is it that the good die young?" Logan questioned as the news report went on.
"City and state officials are hailing Anselmo as a courageous man who paid the ultimate price in the pursuit of justice."
"He got what he wanted."
"Mmm. A bullet in the chest?"
"Something his kid could point to and say he did good. Ahh."
"They got you good." He observed as he poured peroxide on her skin.
"I need to get my ass kicked once in a while. Just to keep me real."
"These guys aren't going away, Max." he replied with that concerned tone in his voice.
"Kinda pesky like that."
"Max…" she interrupted him.
"You don't have to tell me to be afraid. I'm already there." Logan looked at the back of Max's head for a brief second. He didn't want to scare her anymore so he shut up. Her head was slightly tilting down and to the side. He went back to doctoring her wounds. After he finished she let out a breath.
"Not bad doctor. Feels better already." She said as she turned to him. He smiled at her for a second.
"I suppose this will put your ass kicking agenda on hold for a while huh." She looked at him with a yeah-right look on her face.
"You think a few bumps a scratches are going to get in the way of a genetically engineered ass kicker? Hell no." He released an amused laugh but sobered up.
"I'm serious Max. Don't go doing unnecessary risks right now. Last thing I need is a broken genetically engineered ass kicker."
"Oh I'm not that fragile!"
"Well just humor me. For now ok?"
"Oh you are just out to kill my fun." He flashed her one of those prize- winning smiles at her.
"Damn straight." She smiled at him, but uneasiness settled over her. Logan noticed her restless state and realized she was contemplating whether to leave or not.
"You wanna crash here for the night?" she cast her eyes to the floor a distance away from herself.
"I probably shouldn't."
"I could whip up one of my culinary miracles. Besides I might be willing to let you crush my ego with a game of chess or two." He didn't plead but he put a very soft soothing flow to his voice in order to establish there was no pressure involved.
"You actually up to be beaten down tonight? I am astonished."
"Yeah well I guess I need to get my ass kicked once in a while. You know to keep me real." She broke into a grin.
"I suppose since I am the only one around that I am going to have to be the one to do it. But I will do it for you only if you feed me." Logan nodded and wheeled to the kitchen in order to start dinner. Max perched herself on the counter. She watched him in silence. Her thoughts wandering back. Dinner went on with a few banters thrown in. Afterwards Max bet him in 5 chess games in row. Every time she succeeded in thoroughly baffling Logan on how he ended up in checkmate. After the fifth game she yawned. She settled against the couch more comfortably. Logan looked up at her.
"I think that is enough ego bashing for the night don't you think?" A smile played with her lips.
"I suppose. After all you did fed me and you are letting me crash here so I suppose you have had enough." Logan contained his relief knowing Max would be staying there that night with him. He still was a little off balance from when she admitted she was scared. Not a normal Max thing to do.
"Feel like sleeping?" He inquired.
"Actually yeah." She looked over to one of his ornate clocks. "Damn. It's only like 11:30. I usually don't knock off until a couple hours later."
"Well I should imagine kicking ass would do that to you."
"Yeah that took a lot out of me." Her face grew sullen and then she closed her eyes shook her head and let out smirky laugh.
"What?"
"Nothing. It's just… Kendra."
"What about her?"
"She will most likely be jumping to conclusions considering I won't be going home."
"What kind of conclusions." His brow was furrowed in confusion.
"Oh she has this idea that me and your are… something." She had a hard time wording it. He nodded his head in understanding.
"Yeah." They sat there for a while. She smiled at him and he smiled back although a little nervousness was set on his features. 'I wonder what would happen if we were like that?' Max mused to herself. 'No! Bad Max. Don't be stupid. We are just friends and we can't risk tactical exposure now can we?' They sat there a little longer. Max suddenly got up.
"I think I will take you up on your offer. Ok if I crash in the guest bedroom?"
"Sure. Go ahead. Do you need anything though?"
"Nah. I'm cool. So see ya in the morning?"
"Yeah."
"Well at least this way I get to have a god breakfast right?"
"Absolutely."
"Night Logan."
"Good night Max." She strolled across the room and disappeared into the guest room. He let out a breath and briefly closed his eyes trying to push aside all ridiculous notions concerning him and Max. He wheeled into his computer room and started to get ready with another project for Eyes only.