Disclaimer: Yeah right, I own Dark Angel! Mandy, you and I can hold Michael Weatherly as our sex slave now! Don't' I wish! But yeah, blah blah woof woof (I don't own that either) It's all about Cameron and Eglee.
A/N: Ok so I'm not really sure when this is set, maybe sometime after Designate this, but in my world Logan doesn't have that damn virus and he can walk unaided, cause also in my world the blood transfusion in BBWW worked and as a result Logan has his legs back forever cause he's just so cute standing. Max's thoughts are in italics, Logan s in bold. Thanks to Amanda and Autumn for editing this for me and telling me what you thought. Made my day! I GOT HAPPY DAMN IT! So….anyways, on with the story.
A/N: wait, one more thing, everyone should really listen to Jessica Andrews Helplessly Hopelessly, Recklessly (thanks Mandy)while they're reading this story or after you get done……you should be able to figure out why after you hear the song.
Elevator Music
"Beep, beep, beep, beep…" Max frowned, what in the hell was that incessant noise? Drowsily max turned to her bed side clock and her eyes fell on the device causing the noise that had awaken her from the sleep she rarely ever got. Sometimes I wish I'd never gotten that thing she thought as she rolled her eyes. She looked again at her pager, Oh shit! she thought as she saw who the page was from. I can't be late for work again or one day Normal really will fire me! Max shot out of bed and quickly pulled on some clothes, Why didn't Cindy wake me up? I guess I'll find out when I get to work. Max grabbed her hat and walked out of her room to the kitchen where she poured herself some coffee, grabbed her bike and left for work as once again her pager went off, I'm coming already!
The weather outside wasn't great either. The Sky was overcast with dark clouds over head. Rain looked as if it would be visiting them soon. Max hopped on her bike and started hightailing it to work trying to beat the rain. She sat back coasting down a hill and took a drink of her coffee. Oh, gross, max spit out the coffee, cold coffee. Max threw the rest of her cold coffee onto the ground as thunder sounded. Great, just great, I'm late for work, my coffee was cold, and now it's about to pour on me.
Max quickened her pace even more, determined not to get wet. arriving at Jampony. She rode in stopping right in front of Normal's cubical, "I know I'm late, sorry. What do you got for me?"
Max looked up and noticed that there was no one there, What on earth? Where is everyone? Max got off her bike propping it up against Normal's desk. She stopped and listened; I swear I just heard something. Max walked over to Normal's office where she had heard the noise come from. The door was closed but there was definitely something going on in there. She tried the door handle only to find it locked, Strange, Normal usually leaves this door open so we can check our schedules. Max shrugged and turned to leave but turned back to the door when she heard a woman scream from inside. Oh my god, what is going on in there!? Max, thinking someone was being hurt kicked down the door only to expose Sketchy and some blonde having sex on Normal's desk.
The door being kicked down made Sketchy jump causing the blonde to fall off Sketchy and onto the floor. Sketchy looked where the door used to be and jumped when he saw Max. "Max, uh hey," Sketchy said as he grabbed something to cover himself. "Max, I can uh, expla…"
Max put her hand up, "No Sketch, don't even try. I don't even want to know."
Sketchy had now found Normal's clipboard and was covering himself with it, as he moved off the table his foot bumped the phone and a few seconds later Max's pager went off. Max rolled her eyes, I don't believe it, I think I'm gonna gouge my eyes out now. She shuddered at the memory; Sometimes I really hate having a photographic memory.
Sketchy stood up and helped his blonde lady friend up off the ground comforting her, "Uh, Max, you're not, uh, you know gonna say anything are you? I mean, I could get fired."
Max looked at Sketchy, "Sketch, let me break it down for you. I never get enough sleep and the one time I do someone's foot keeps pushing the button that dials my pager button while that someone was getting in on. And my pager going of then wakes me up and makes me think that I'm late for work. So I hurry my ass down here praying that I'm not going to be fired only to find that my coworker is getting busy on his bosses desk. So why don't you and Blondie down there get dressed and go fulfill each other's erotic fantasy's somewhere else. You're just lucky it wasn't Normal's phone you kept dialing."
Sketchy looked at Max sheepishly, "But I mean your not like gonna tell or anything, right?"
Max just rolled her eyes, grabbed her bike and walked out of Jampony. With Sketchy calling after her. I can't believe it, I just can't even fathom it. Why does this stuff always happen to me? Max got on her bike, the sky was still dark and thunder was rolling overhead. Great, and it looks like I'm gonna be stuck riding home in the rain. Max sighed, but I really don't want to go home. I'll be all by myself and I'll just replay everything that just happened and I so don't even want to remember…gross. I guess I could stop by Logan's. I mean he'll have coffee and maybe even I can talk him into breakfast, plus he lives closer than me anyways.. Max smiled and headed off to Foggle Towers. The thunder rolling in the sky made her quicken her pace, Please don't start raining, wait just a few more minutes, please. At that moment the rain began to pour out of the sky. Damn it. Max kept trudging through on her bike, going as fast as she could while a sheet of rain fell on her. As she turned a corner her front tire popped causing her to fly off her bike and into a puddle of mud. Why, just tell me why! What did I do to deserve this? Max got up covered in mud, Well at least Logan has a shower I can use.
As Max picked up her bike she growled, Where on earth am I going to get a new tire? Max just shrugged it off, hoisted the bike on her shoulder, and made her way to Logan's as quickly as possible. She finally arrived and quickly ran into the lobby as a flash of lightening went off. Max went over to the elevators and pushed the button. As she was waiting she looked at herself in the elevator doors, she was drenched and covered in mud, Max just shrugged but then did a double take, Oh my god, my shirt! Max looked down at her white shirt, it had been soaked from the rain and now you could see through it. No, no, no, this cannot be happening. Why didn't I grab a jacket and where the hell is the elevator? Max, forgetting about her shirt, looked at the light above the elevator doors, it said the elevator was on the first floor but there was no elevator. Oh come on, there is no way the elevator can be broken too. This is so not my day.
Deciding that the elevator was a lost cause she headed for the stair well and made her way up the fourteen stories to Logan's penthouse. It wasn't like it was physically strenuous but the fact that she was carrying her bike made it really awkward. The bike kept banging against the wall threatening to set Max off balance. Carefully she made her way her way up to the penthouse level. She reached the penthouse level and pushed the stairway door open, glad to get out of the cramped space. She walked to his door, planning on just picking the lock, but in her rush out of her apartment she had forgotten anything she could pick the lock with. Grumpily she set her bike down and knocked on the door. Come on Logan, hurry, I'm cold and I'm wet…oh man. Remembering that she was wearing a wet white shirt she crossed her arms to shield her chest. She banged on the door again and suddenly the door opened.
"Hey." Logan said. What is Max doing here?
Max forced a smile, "Hey."
Logan looked her up and down, "What happened to you?"
Max rolled her eyes, "Well can I come in and then tell you?"
"Sure." Logan said stepping back from the doorway.
Max sighed, "Where do you want me to start, before or after I walked in on Sketchy and some blonde going at it on Normal's desk?"
Logan frowned, "Uh, you pick."
Max took a deep breath, pacing back and forth she explained, "Well, my pager woke me up this morning, yes woke me up I was actually sleeping for once. So I run like hell to get ready thinking I'm late for work. I grab my coffee and my bike a make my way to work trying to beat the rain. So I'm coasting down a hill and I take a sip of my coffee, my cold coffee. I thought I was going to hurl, so I threw the rest out and then arrived to an empty Jampony. So I'm thinking what's up and I go to Normal office and hear a scream so I kick the door down, enter Sketchy and Blondie." At this Logan winced, "Yeah, but it gets better, turns out that in their frenzy someone's foot kept hitting the button on Normal's phone that dialed my pager."
Logan chuckled, "You've got to be kidding me."
Max growled frustratedly, "I wish." she continued, "So I leave Jampony, wanting to hurl all over again, and its about to come down in sheets, so since you live closer than me I decided to come see if you wanted to feed me. Sure enough as I'm riding here it starts raining. Correction, it starts pouring. Then as I'm riding around a corner my tire pops sending me hurtling into a mud puddle. I pick myself up and grab my bike now forced to walk the rest of the way, in the rain. Finally I get here and the elevator is broken, I waited for five minutes but the damn thing didn't come so I had to haul my bike and my wet, cold and muddy ass up fourteen stories. And so here I am." At this Max uncrossed her arms and ran her fingers through her hair. Giving Logan a free view.
Oh my god, does she know she's wearing a white shirt? Avert you eyes Logan!
Noticing Logan's eyes widen and suddenly drawn to her chest Max closed her eyes, crossed her arms again, and said in defeat, "Did I mention I was wearing a white shirt?"
Logan turned three shades of red, "Uh, no, but now, you uh…yeah." Yep, I think she knows.
Max blushed, "Yeah," Well this is uncomfortable. "Do you have a shirt I can borrow?"
Logan cleared his throat, Well this is awkward, "Uh, yeah. Hold on." A few minute's later Logan emerged from the hallway with a black t-shirt, "Here, this should do."
Max walked over to him and grabbed the shirt, "Yeah, thanks." She said as she went to change. I can't believe I just did that. It was so embarrassing. I mean sure he was totally checking me out…no, it's just Logan
Logan walked into the kitchen, I need water, water is good. What was I thinking? She must think I'm a total dick.
As Logan was drinking some water Max walked in, "Like I said, thanks. So you got any coffee?"
Logan put the glass of water down, "Would you like it cold or hot?"
Max gave him an evil stare, "Not funny."
Logan laughed, "Sorry, so what do you mean the elevator is broken, I just used it let a half hour ago to get something out of my car."
Max, her arms still crossed, "Well it must've broken after you used it cause I'm telling you it said it was on floor one but it wasn't there."
"That's weird," Logan said. "It was fine…"
"Key word being was. If you don't believe me go check for yourself." Max argued.
Logan handed Max her coffee, "You know, I think I will." He stated as he walked to the door, "Be back in a second."
Men, why do they always have to prove themselves right, or wrong in this case. Max thought as she sipped her coffee.
A minute later Logan came back into the kitchen, "Follow me please."
Max frowned, as Logan grabbed her hand pulling her to the elevator. "Logan, you can just tell me if it…"
Logan put his hand over her mouth, "Hey, I'm proving my point, be quiet and close you eyes."
Max looked at Logan, "What? No, if the elevator is working just tell me."
Logan smiled as he pushed the elevator button, "Drum role please." `Ding' the button light went out and the doors opened to reveal the elevator. "See I told you it wasn't broken." Logan gloated.
Max shrugged, "So you were right, it's allowed to happen occasionally. Plus that doesn't mean that it still works, just that the door can open."
"Oh ye of little faith," Logan joked as he pulled her into the elevator, "I'll even let you do the honor of pushing the button."
Max rolled her eyes, pushing the button for the lobby and leaning against the elevator wall, "This is so ridiculous. I would have believed you if you'd told me it was working."
"But this is so much more fun Max." Logan replied.
"Yeah," Max said sarcastically, "fun."
The elevator descended as if nothing was wrong, there were six floors to go when all a sudden the elevator lurched to a stop.
Logan frowned as Max triumphantly said, "See, I told you it was broken, and look the light is still traveling through the buttons."
Logan looked at the buttons above the doors telling you which floor you were now on and sure enough the light was on floor four then three and so on. "I guess the light is on a timer, I just automatically keeps going assuming that the elevator is working."
"Whatever," Max shrugged, "uh Logan?"
"Yeah?" He replied.
"Just a thought, but how are we going to get out of here?" Max asked.
Logan looked at Max, I hadn't even thought about that, we could be here for hours. Wow, I never realized how small this elevator was. "I don't exactly know. " Logan said as he pushed the buttons of the elevator hoping one would work. Please, something please work. Small space, with Max. Please work.
Max leaning up against the wall was going through her own worries. I knew the elevator was broken and now we could be here for hours. Hours, alone, with Logan, in a confined room, this is going to be interesting. Well better make myself comfy. Max slid to the floor, her back against the wall, "Logan, hate to bruise your ego, but I'm pretty sure we're stuck."
Logan sighed in defeat, "Yeah, I guess so." He too sunk to the floor sitting across from Max, "So now what do we do?"
Max shrugged, "Wait."
"For?" Logan asked impatiently
Angrily Max retorted, "Hey don't get snippy with me, you're the one who got us into this mess. And I dunno, wait for someone above us to push the elevator button or something."
Logan sighed, "Great."
Max nodded and silence consumed the elevator.
He is such a guy, I mean he had to be all big and macho, proving me wrong. Man, I already had a shitty morning, now I'm stuck in here with Logan for who knows how long. In this small confined space, with even less space separating me and Logan. Ah, stop it…no good can come of this.
Why didn't I just listen to her? Why did I have to get us stuck in this elevator, alone, with only a few feet's distance between us. NO, I can't start thinking about that. I have to control myself, no matter how small this elevator is.
After sitting for what seemed like eternity each berating themselves at the temptation sitting across from them. Finally Max couldn't take the silence any more, "So, got any bright ideas on how to pass the time?"
Logan shrugged, pushing the thoughts of how he really wanted to pass the time, "We could always play twenty questions or something."
Max frowned, "What?"
"Twenty questions…you know I think of something and you have twenty questions to figure out what it is. It's dumb I know, but unless you've got something else to do."
Max stared at Logan incredulously, "As a matter of fact I do…wait for the elevator to work. There is no way I'm playing that dumb game."
"Oh come on Max, that's boring." Logan whined. "I used play games like this when I was a boy on road trips, they're fun."
Max snorted, "I am not playing these juvenile games with you just so you can rehash on your childhood memories while I'm stuck in here. I have patience. I can wait. And don't think I'm forgetting that this is your fault."
Logan rolled his eyes, "Oh come on Max, we're stuck I here, what else are we going to do? We could be here for hours, we might as well make the best out of it."
"Yeah, and by playing children's games too." Max said in mock excitement.
Logan frowned, "Fine, we'll just sit here and be miserable."
Max sat in defiance, I can't believe he wants to play games at a time like this…make the best of it. If I had a choice I'd be in his pent house drinking my coffee, eating some sort of breakfast, and trying to ignore the tension between us but no, I'm stuck…what is he doing?
While Max was silently fuming to herself Logan had been growing more bored by the minute, Why is she pegging this all on me. Like I knew the elevator was going to get stuck. This is so boring…and of course she is just too good to play games. What a party pooper…'This is the song that never ends, and it goes on and on my friend…'
Pretty soon he had started singing out loud, breaking into Max's thoughts.
"This is the song that never ends, and it goes on an on my friend, some people started singing it not knowing what it was, and they'll continue singing it forever just because, this is the song that never ends…" Logan smiled at Max as he continued singing.
What on earth is he singing? And why? This is going to be such a long wait.
On the fourth verse of The Song that Never Ends Max finally interjected, "Logan shut up!"
Logan just grinned wildly and continued, singing even more loud, "ThIs Is ThE SoNg ThAt NeVeR EnDs…"
Max sat annoyed, "God, Logan, shut up!"
Logan was all out yelling now, "THIS IS THE SONG THAT NEVER ENDS…"
Finally Max broke, "Alright, alright, alright, I'll play that stupid game with you!"
"SOME PEOPLE…ok, can I start?" Logan asked excitedly.
Max shrugged, "I don't care as long as you stop singing that damn song."
Logan smiled, "ok, um, let me think. Ok I got it. Now, yes or no questions only."
"Is it an elevator?" Max asked nonchalantly.
Logan looked at Max suspiciously, "What do you have psychic abilities too?"
"No you're just too obvious in what you would pick." Max sneered.
"Fine, Miss Unobvious, you come up with something better." Logan retorted
Max rolled her eyes, "Ok."
Logan thought for a moment, "Is it food?"
"No." Max answered.
"Is there any in here?"
"Yes."
"Is it an inanimate object?"
"Yes."
"Is it bigger than a bread box?"
"Depends, what's a bread box?"
"A box that holds bread, kinda self explanatory."
"Then no"
"Is it buttons?"
"Yep"
Logan threw his arms up in victory, "Oh yeah and in only five questions. Who's obvious now?"
Max groaned, "Me cause I was looking right at them!"
"Oh, so my turn again." Logan stated.
Max sighed, "Oh come on do we have to? We already played, I mean come on at least play a better game."
"No, I wanna play this game." Logan complained.
Max thought for a moment, "Ok, but only if you let me go again."
"No, you just went. It's my turn." Logan whined.
"Logan you are such a baby, now come on I've go a good one, please?" Max pouted.
Logan sighed in defeat, "Fine, have it your way."
Max smiled, this is going to be fun. "Ok shoot, no wait, how big exactly is a bread box?"
Logan thought for a moment, I think large enough to hold one loaf of bread."
Max nodded, "Ok, continue."
Logan shook his head, "Alright, is there one in here?"
Max nodded her head, "Yep."
"Would I be able to touch it from here?"
Max started giggling, "Uh hu."
"Is it bigger than a bread box?"
At this Max started laughing, "Nope."
Logan frowned, "What's so funny?"
Max suppressed a laugh, "Hey you said only yes or no questions!"
Logan put his hands up in defense, "Ok, sorry. Uh, is it part of the elevator?"
"Nope." Max smiled again.
Logan scrunched up his face thinking, "Is it my glasses?"
"Nope."
"My shoes?"
"Nope."
Logan looked around him, "Ok give me a hint."
Max thought for a moment, "No, that's cheating."
"Ok…is it on me?"
Max looked Logan up and down, "Sure is."
Logan looked himself up and down, "Is it a piece of my clothing?"
Max grinned wickedly, "Nope."
"Are you sure it's in here?"
"Positive."
"Have you seen it before?"
Max began to giggle again, "Not yet."
Logan turned red, "You're not thinking of what I think your thinking are you?"
Max began to laugh, "I don't know, what are you thinking?"
"Cause if you are that is even more juvenile than…wait what do you mean not yet?" Logan cried.
Max laughed even harder, "I figure it's only a matter of time."
Logan now turned pale and looked at the floor, "Max, I don't think I want to play this game anymore."
Max joked, "Why not? Is it getting hard?"
Logan looked in Max's eyes, "What!?"
Max rolled her eyes, "I meant the game Logan, and you have a dirty mind."
"And we're done." Logan interjected.
"What don't you want to know what it was?" Max asked crawling towards him.
Logan swallowed, "Uh, Max, I don't think…"
Max put her index finger in her mouth and began to suck it, "Why Logan, whatever do you think it is?"
Logan gulped, "Max, come on…"
Max was inches away from him now her face only inches away from his, "Logan, it was," She leaned in so she could whisper it in his ear, her hand slowly moving up his body, "It was," she leaned in even closer, her wet finger resting on his chin.
Logan stirred uncomfortably, "Max."
Max closed her eyes trying not to giggle, "Your strong, smooth, hard, unshaven…chin." At this Max began giggling incessantly crawling back to her spot across the elevator.
She silently cracked up as she watched Logan wet his lips nervously, "Right, that's what I was thinking too."
Max snorted, "Was not, you dirty little boy."
"Ok, so my turn right?" Logan said with a new enthusiasm.
It was Max's turn to complain, "Oh come on Logan , at least can we play a different game? How bout the honesty game?"
Logan studied Max, "Depends, how do you play?"
Max grinned, "Basically we ask each other questions we've always wondered about each other and we have to be honest. Me and Cindy play it all the time."
"Ok, I'll bite." Logan said.
Max grinned evilly, "Excellent."
"Why don't I like the sound of that?" Logan asked with trepidation in his voice.
Max scooted towards Logan sitting cross legged, "Ok, so think of good questions, no cheesy `what's your favorite color?' crap."
Logan himself sat cross legged, "Ok. And I can ask anything I want?"
"Yeah, anything you want." Max answered.
"Ok," Logan said, "then I want to start."
"Fine by me." Max shrugged. "Hit me with it."
Logan grinned wickedly, "Were you really thinking about my chin?"
Max grinned back and shook her head, "No."
"What were you…" Logan began.
"Nu uh, one question at a time." Max interjected.
Logan sat back, "Ok, I'm ready, bring it on."
Max thought for a minute, "What size shoe do you wear?"
Logan, knowing the underlying theme in the question answered, "19."
Max looked at Logan's shoe, "Hey, you HAVE TO TELL THE TRUTH." She reprimanded.
Logan wagged his eyebrows, "Well it should be a 19, but it's a 13."
Max nodded to herself, "Some ones a little full of himself."
Logan thought a minute before asking his question, "So when you go into heat, do you ever think about me?"
Max flushed red, "Uhm, well."
"Remember you have to tell the truth." Logan prodded.
It was Max's turn to stir uncomfortably, "Yeah." She whispered.
Logan said nothing in response, obviously a touchy subject, "Ok, your turn." he said.
"When you were in the coma," Max began, "what did you dream?"
Logan looked surprised, "Uh, well you and I were dancing to Sibyls."
Max's eyes widened, "No way."
Logan looked into Max's eyes, "If I hadn't have almost died, would you have gone with Zack?"
Max stomach started to churn, "I, never really thought about it."
Logan gaze pierced hers, "Yes you have, remember you have to tell the truth." Logan whispered.
Max looked up, tears all a sudden threatening to fall, "Uh, I don't know. I never came to a conclusion."
Logan, knowing she was lying let it slide seeing the change in her eyes. Max, after clearing her head asked, "Were you lying when you said the kiss outside your uncles cabin didn't mean anything?"
Logan cupped her face with his hand, "Yes." Was all he said.
Max tried to swallow the lump in her throat. "Me too."
Logan grinned, "Hey that wasn't my question."
Max froze. Logan feeling her body tense leaned to whisper his next question in her ear, "Max,"
"Yeah?" she whispered back.
"Dance with me?" Logan asked.
Max looked him in the eyes, "But there's no music."
Logan shrugged standing and pulling her to her feet. "So, use your imagination."
Thinking a minute Max finally agreed, "So what are we dancing to?"
Logan smiled grabbing Max and pulling her towards him, "Sibyls."
Max looked up at Logan, "Good choice."
Logan slowly began to dance around the elevator, as they continued he began to hum, Max joining him. Together they danced until they finished humming the whole song.
Max smiled, completely comfortable. "Logan?"
Logan pulled back a bit so he could look Max in the eye, "Yeah?"
"What happens next in the dream?" she asked meekly.
Logan gazed into Max's dark brown eyes, "This." he said as he leaned in and kissed Max.
Max, slightly surprised but satisfied kissed him back. Logan pulled Max to him, closing all the space between them intensifying the kiss. Max put her arms around his neck, tenderly playing with the hair at the nape of his neck as he placed his arms around her waist making lazy circles on her back.
Logan broke the kiss, "Max," he began, only to be shushed by Max's finger on his lips.
"No speaking Logan, this is our moment, just let it be." She whispered.
Logan nodded, holding Max to his chest, her head resting in the crook of his neck. Both closed their eyes, savoring the moment. Without realizing it they began to slowly dance around the elevator again. Logan, deciding to end the moment tilted Max's chin up with his finger, "Max, What happens next in real life?"
Max leaned in her lips centimeters away from his, "Whatever we want."
Logan taking this to be an invitation kissed Max again, this time with more passion. Max closed her eyes and opened her mouth, welcoming his soft tongue to mingle with hers. Logan brought his hands up and cupped her face then ran them down her body while Max ran her hands over his chest. Logan began playing with the hem of the shirt Max was wearing as she pushed him up against the elevator wall. Logan startled by Max's eagerness began to slowly lift Max's shirt to reveal her soft stomach. Max pulled away from the kiss, feeling Logan's hands caress her stomach. She searched his eyes, "Logan, I have to know, before we go any further."
Logan rested his hands on her hips, "What?"
Placing both her hands on his chest she sighed, "Is this just a heat of the moment thing?"
Logan placed his hands around her face, gazing into her eyes he saw fear, "Max, I'm tired of putting on the façade that there is nothing between us. I'm tired of pretending that I don't think of you almost every minute of every day. I want you Max, all of you and everything that comes with you."
Max smiled, "Even though I'm a messed up super woman?"
"Especially because of that." Logan answered with a gleam in his eye.
Max looked into his deep blue eyes and with tears in her own she asked, "Logan, what does it feel like to be in love? I mean is this only hormones, or is it something deeper?"
Logan pulled her to his chest hugging her with all the love in his heart, "It's deeper for me, but only you can answer that for yourself."
Max cried softly into his shoulder, "I'm so scared and confused, I wasn't made to feel these things. What's happening?"
Logan only embraced her tighter, "Max, shhhhh. It's ok, and you were made to feel these things. You're human just like me, we're meant to know what love is. You are meant to know what love is."
Max looked at Logan, "Is this love?"
Logan smiled, "I hope so." He said as he cupped her face with his palms wiping her tears away with the padding of his thumbs. Tenderly he kissed her again, "Max, you have control, what do you want to happen next?"
Max gazed into his loving blue eyes, he had just put his whole heart in her hands. Max dragged him to the center of the elevator lacing his fingers with hers, "Show me what love is Logan."
Logan locked her dark brown eyes with his, he put his hand over her heart, "This," he said, "is love. The feeling you have right now, like you could fly if you wanted." He touched her stomach, "The butterflies in your stomach, the look in your eyes, its all love."
Max swallowed, a batch of new tears began to fall from her eyes, "Logan, is it really possible for me to be in love?"
"Right now, I'd say anything is possible Max." Logan replied.
Max gazed into him, "Logan…" Max began, "I think I love you."
Logan smiled his arms wrapped around her waist, "And I you."
Max smiled tears continuing to fall, "Show me?"
Logan needed no further encouragement. He kissed her tenderly, taking his time delicately running his hands up and down her back. She in turn leaned into him, wrapping her arms around his neck while slowly stroking his shoulders. She began to let her hands wander to the hem of his shirt as he placed tender, warm kisses down her jaw line. Slowly she pulled his shirt over his head, and tossed it behind her. She stared at the well defined chest in front of her and ran her hands up and down his pecks. Logan unintentionally flexed at the touch, his blood beginning to boil and head south.
Knowing there would be no objection he gently pulled her shirt off, tossing it behind him. He gazed and her body then at her face, "Max, do you know how beautiful you are?"
Max smiled, and shook her head, "Do you know how beautiful you are?"
Logan smiled shaking his head, "Not half as beautiful as you."
Max trailed her hands down his chest across his stomach and stopping as she reached his waistband. Logan held his breath, he'd thought about moments like this so many times. Oh how he prayed this wasn't a dream.
Max chuckled, "Breath Logan."
Logan let out his breath as he moved one hand to her breast and one had to the back of her head, "Max," he breathed as he kissed her while massaging her left breast soon moving his other hand to her other breast. Max moaned her nipples hardening at his touch. Slowly Logan made a trail of kisses down to her collarbone. His arousal growing as time passed. Ever so slowly Max unbuttoned and unzipped Logan's jeans sliding her hands lower until they came in contact with his erect shaft.
Logan groaned at the contact his hips bucking uncontrollably. "Max, wait."
Max slid her hands away, pushing his pants the floor. Logan stood only in his dark green silk boxers. Max backed towards the wall smiling, "My Logan." She whispered.
Logan stalked towards her, his body yearning for contact with hers once again. "And my Max." He said as his hands undid her pants. She kissed him, her mouth longing for his.
"Logan, " Max began, "Make love to me now." It was more a demand than a request but Logan didn't back down, he slowly pulled her pants down to the floor and she gracefully stepped out of them. He lifted her small frame and gently laid her on the elevator carpet.
Max pulled him onto her, hey body aching for him. "Now Logan, please." She pleaded. Wasting no time, Logan removed both their undergarments. He stared into her eyes, waiting for her approval. Seeing what he was searching for he slowly entered her. He watched as pleasure etched every crevice of Max's face. Tenderly the two began to move as one.
"Logan," max moaned.
Logan groaned with pleasure at the sound of his name coming form her lips as it just had. He kissed her, feeling a knot beginning to form with in. "Max," he cried as the knot began to expand.
Max, feeling her climax beginning began moving faster. Together they both came, the knot in Logan exploding as he poured himself into her, and Max seeing stars as her inner muscles convulsed.
Logan and Max held each other, saying nothing, for a long time. They're eyes were saying more than they could express anyway. After a while Logan shivered and slowly he broke away. Max mock pouted as he grabbed for his boxers the warmth of his body leaving her, "Hey, come back, I'm all cold now."
Logan smiled and threw her a shirt, "Then put something on silly." He said as he leaned in a kissed her.
Max smiled, "Oh why thank you kind sir." returning the kiss.
Logan stood, gathering their clothes and lying them in a corner, "Come here." He called to Max.
Max made her way over to the clothes, "What's this?"
Logan smile, "Our bed." He chimed as he pulled her into his arms lying down onto the makeshift bed. "It's wonderful, she purred. Logan smiled, happy to have her in his arms, happy to be stuck in this elevator.
"And you didn't want to be stuck in here with me." Logan gloated.
Max swatted him on the head, "Hey this is still all your fault mister."
Logan cuddled with her more, "And I'll thank God every day that it happened."
Max and Logan lie in each other's arms for the remainder of the day talking about anything and everything, an aura of comfort now filled the air. As the hours passed eventually the couple fell asleep.
"Ding!" Max stirred, as she felt the elevator move. Her eyes opened realizing that they were in fact moving. She snuggled up to Logan, his arms around her, he stirred and she kissed him. "Logan, we're moving. Get up." Max ordered.
Logan just groaned, "I don't want to."
"Logan we've been stuck in here for hours, come one get u…" Max was cut off by the opening of the doors. There stood Mrs. Moreno and her husband.
Max scrambled for her pants, prodding Logan, "Sweetie, you need to get up, NOW."
Logan opened his eyes, oblivious to the Moreno's. "Why?"
Max tilted her head to the open doors, "Because some one else needs the elevator."
Logan looked to open doors, Mrs. Moreno stood smiling, her husband looked like he was in shock. "Oh my god!" he exclaimed as he grabbed for something to cover himself with. As he did, the elevator doors closed and Max quickly pushed the button for the Penthouse.
She slid to the floor as the elevator made its ascent, suddenly she began to giggle, "Did you see the look on Mr. Moreno's face!" Logan looked at Max his face flushed in embarrassment. He tried to pretend to be mad, but soon he began to laugh too.
"I can't believe it, I don't think I'll be able to face them ever again." Logan laughed.
The doors slid open once again to reveal the hallway to the penthouse. Max and Logan stood, still chuckling. Logan grabbed Max's around the waist letting her lead the way to his door, which was open.
Logan frowned, "That's odd, didn't we close the door before we left?"
Max shrugged, "I don't remember I had my eyes closed remember?"
Logan peered into his place, cautiously walking to his room Max close behind. As they reached Logan's door, the toilet in the guest bathroom flushed, someone was here. Both froze as the door to the guest bathroom opened to reveal Bling. Both sighed thankful it wasn't some one after either of them. Bling seeing the scantily clad couple grinned, "I knew it was bound to happen sometime." He joked.
Logan frowned then remembering what he and Max had on he turned four shades of red, "Uh, hi Bling, we're, uh, just going to get dressed now. Kinda long day, uh, be out in a few seconds."
Bling nodded, grinning like an idiot, as the couple sheepishly walked into Logan's room. Logan sighed, "Well at least we figured out how to tell him."
Max grinned, "Yeah, now how do we tell Original Cindy?"
Logan smiled taking Max in his arms, "Well does your place have an elevator by any chance?"
A/N: So what did we think? There won't be any sequel, I have too many other thoughts rolling around in my brain to elaborate any more on this. Just be thankful that they're together and happy. Please review, it would just make my day even better! Thanks to all who read it and won't review too. Oh and everyone should really read Shadows of the Past by luvvbug101 cause it's a great FanFic!
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