After Midnight
Date: May 14, 2001
Summary: Max feels lonely after Tinga gets taken.
Spoilers: Yes some.
Archive: Yes, just let me know where.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own them. I don't own them. I don't own them. James Cameron,
Charles Eglee
and Fox do.
Logan awoke suddenly and glanced at the clock. 12:01 it read. He didn't have a
clue what had woke him
but something had. Glancing around his room he could barely make out a person
curled up in the chair by
the window. "Max?", he called out softly. The only reply was a soft sniff from
that direction. Logan knew
it was her. "Max, what's wrong?" Something was up because she had never shown up
in the middle of the
night like this before. "I didn't mean to wake you, Logan." Logan reached over
and turned on the lamp beside
his bed. It cast a gentle glow across the room. Max was curled up in the chair
with her head on her knees.
She lifted her face and Logan could tell that she had been crying. "Max, tell me
what's wrong?", he said.
"Just didn't feel like being alone." was her only reply. "No big dealio."
"You don't have to be strong all the time you know. Come over here Max."
Max slowly walked across the room to stand beside the edge of the bed.
He grabbed her hand and pulled till she sat on the edge of the bed.
"Talk to me, please"
Before meeting Logan, Max would never have even considered confiding in anyone
about her personal feelings.
Letting people in meant being vulnerable to getting hurt. But there was just
something about Logan that made
her feel that she could trust him with anything.
"I'm just feeling lonely, Logan. It feels like everyone around me is
disappearing. First Brien and now Tinga.
Sometimes I feel like everyone I care about is leaving me. Silly huh?"
Logan realized that this was more open than Max had ever been with him. He
gently laid his
hand over hers where it rested on the bed. "No Max it's not silly at all. And
you are not alone and will never be
alone, not as long as I'm around." At that moment Logan felt something shift
inside him. He'd been doing a lot
of thinking since Case and his Dad left. "I've been thinking a lot about what
Case's dad said earlier. About not
regretting one minute of his time with Tinga."
He had Max's full attention now. What exactly was he trying to say?
"Max you do realize I care about you, right?" Logan asked.
"Sure Logan. We're friends." She was getting more nervous by the moment. Was he
implying something more?
"Friends….Is that all we are? Is that all you want to be? If it is just say so
but I feel that we could have something
more, something special. If you want me to back off Max just say the word?"
Max wasn't exactly sure what she was feeling. Growing up at Manticorp didn't
exactly prepare you for situations
like this or feeling like this.
"I'm not sure I know how to be anything more Logan. I'm not sure I'm even
capable of it. What if…" she started
to ask.
Gently Logan placed his fingers to her lips. "Shhh. Max you are more than
capable. I can see it in the way you
talk about your brothers and sisters. In the way you looked at Case. We can take
it slow Max. This isn't
something that just has to be instant. We can give it time for you to get used
to it and learn what's inside of
you and what we are together."
Max took a deep breath and hoped. "I'd like that Logan." She felt as if a huge
weight had just been lifted off
her shoulders. She was still nervous and wasn't quite sure what to do next but
she didn't feel as alone anymore.
Logan gently tugged on Max's hand. "Come here Max."
"What happened to take it slow?" Max questioned.
A gentle smile spread across Logan's face. "Tonight you need a friend Max. Lay
down and let me hold you.
Get some sleep. Let me take care of you for a bit."
As Max slowly relaxed and let sleep claim she felt contentment like never
before.
Logan lay awoke for a long time just watching her sleep. Whether she knew it or
not she had just given him
one of the greatest gifts in the world.....her trust. With a smile on his face
he let himself drift to sleep.
To be continued......If you review it more will come.
Date: May 14, 2001
Summary: Max feels lonely after Tinga gets taken.
Spoilers: Yes some.
Archive: Yes, just let me know where.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own them. I don't own them. I don't own them. James Cameron,
Charles Eglee
and Fox do.
Logan awoke suddenly and glanced at the clock. 12:01 it read. He didn't have a
clue what had woke him
but something had. Glancing around his room he could barely make out a person
curled up in the chair by
the window. "Max?", he called out softly. The only reply was a soft sniff from
that direction. Logan knew
it was her. "Max, what's wrong?" Something was up because she had never shown up
in the middle of the
night like this before. "I didn't mean to wake you, Logan." Logan reached over
and turned on the lamp beside
his bed. It cast a gentle glow across the room. Max was curled up in the chair
with her head on her knees.
She lifted her face and Logan could tell that she had been crying. "Max, tell me
what's wrong?", he said.
"Just didn't feel like being alone." was her only reply. "No big dealio."
"You don't have to be strong all the time you know. Come over here Max."
Max slowly walked across the room to stand beside the edge of the bed.
He grabbed her hand and pulled till she sat on the edge of the bed.
"Talk to me, please"
Before meeting Logan, Max would never have even considered confiding in anyone
about her personal feelings.
Letting people in meant being vulnerable to getting hurt. But there was just
something about Logan that made
her feel that she could trust him with anything.
"I'm just feeling lonely, Logan. It feels like everyone around me is
disappearing. First Brien and now Tinga.
Sometimes I feel like everyone I care about is leaving me. Silly huh?"
Logan realized that this was more open than Max had ever been with him. He
gently laid his
hand over hers where it rested on the bed. "No Max it's not silly at all. And
you are not alone and will never be
alone, not as long as I'm around." At that moment Logan felt something shift
inside him. He'd been doing a lot
of thinking since Case and his Dad left. "I've been thinking a lot about what
Case's dad said earlier. About not
regretting one minute of his time with Tinga."
He had Max's full attention now. What exactly was he trying to say?
"Max you do realize I care about you, right?" Logan asked.
"Sure Logan. We're friends." She was getting more nervous by the moment. Was he
implying something more?
"Friends….Is that all we are? Is that all you want to be? If it is just say so
but I feel that we could have something
more, something special. If you want me to back off Max just say the word?"
Max wasn't exactly sure what she was feeling. Growing up at Manticorp didn't
exactly prepare you for situations
like this or feeling like this.
"I'm not sure I know how to be anything more Logan. I'm not sure I'm even
capable of it. What if…" she started
to ask.
Gently Logan placed his fingers to her lips. "Shhh. Max you are more than
capable. I can see it in the way you
talk about your brothers and sisters. In the way you looked at Case. We can take
it slow Max. This isn't
something that just has to be instant. We can give it time for you to get used
to it and learn what's inside of
you and what we are together."
Max took a deep breath and hoped. "I'd like that Logan." She felt as if a huge
weight had just been lifted off
her shoulders. She was still nervous and wasn't quite sure what to do next but
she didn't feel as alone anymore.
Logan gently tugged on Max's hand. "Come here Max."
"What happened to take it slow?" Max questioned.
A gentle smile spread across Logan's face. "Tonight you need a friend Max. Lay
down and let me hold you.
Get some sleep. Let me take care of you for a bit."
As Max slowly relaxed and let sleep claim she felt contentment like never
before.
Logan lay awoke for a long time just watching her sleep. Whether she knew it or
not she had just given him
one of the greatest gifts in the world.....her trust. With a smile on his face
he let himself drift to sleep.
To be continued......If you review it more will come.