Disclaimers: I own nothing.
Setting: Some time before the final episode of season one (I was less then thrilled with that).
Love you, Love you not
Max sat as high as she could get without a plane, her eyes on the city below, but her mind focused on the turmoil within. When she first met Logan Cale she had been thrown off her game, thrown so far off in fact that he managed to confirm his suspicions about who she was. After that she'd been determined not to let him get to her. It turned out to be an easy task... on the surface. His desire to save the world and willingness to risk her life to do that should have been enough to keep her from giving him her friendship, much less her heart. Should have been.
"Max!" The voice broke through her contemplation, startling her to the point that for a second she thought that she was going to lose her balance and have to make a rather embarrassing move to save herself from falling off her perch. An old saying ran though her mind as she got a better look at the person who had startled her; 'speak of the devil'. Logan stood on the roof behind her, keeping well away from the edges. Max fought down the desire to snap at him, she was beginning to wish that she'd never brought him up there. It was her place, where she went to be alone. She'd shared it with him because it was special to her, not because she wanted him following her there. No doubt he'd brought mission plans with him too.
"I tried calling you." He frowned, "You should leave your pager on, this really can't wait, if I hadn't found you here..." Max was doing her best not to look guilty. She had, in fact, received his message. His place was her next stop, but she'd been distracted and more time had passed then she'd thought. There was a second feeling just below the guilt though. There was a hint of anger with him for following her to her sanctuary, of all places, with work.
"... So, you see, it's absolutely imperative that we retrieve the disk." Logan finished. 'Another week, another crisis' Max thought as she frowned at the man before her and said flatly "You mean imperative that I retrieve the disk. It's my neck on the line". Actually Max was kind of looking forward to kicking some butt, she had gotten bored with her temporarily action-free life days ago. The anger prevented her from just accepting the assignment though and gave voice to her usual resentment with the situation.
Logan's frown deepened "I don't think you understand how important this is." He said in a tone that meant he was moments away from becoming preachy. Max recognized the signs but pushed ahead anyway, "Important to who? Not to me. Not to most anyone down there", Max gestured to the city below.
"Every criminal we stop brings us closer to reclaiming what this country once was, everyone wants that." Max stared at him, remembering how happy she had been when everything collapsed, leaving her free to find a place in the new world, leaving her in a better position to avoid Lydecker's men. "When was the last time you really talked with the people that you're trying to save?" She asked, deciding to go with an argument that wasn't so personal to her, "People don't like change, and now that they're adapted to the way things are they aren't going to want to have things change again".
Logan stood a little straighter and was just about to begin on what was most likely going to be a long lecture when Max took off past him, stopping at the door only to give him an impatient look and ask "Are you coming?" She really didn't want to hear it, especially now, she had more important concerns, like how had she let herself be so distracted that he'd managed to startle her at all? Maybe Zack was right... but then she didn't want to think about Zack, it was safer to think about Logan. Safer to love Logan. If she loved Logan? A part of her whispered doubts, telling her that maybe it was the idea of being in love that held her to Logan... maybe...
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Notes: As you can no doubt clearly see, the above is why I usually don't write. In fact this is the first thing I've ever written that wasn't a school assignment. Anyway, tell me what you think, good or bad... and if I should actually finish it... Oh, and I don't really have a big problem with Logan or anything, just trying to find reasons and ways to break them up because I like Zack more.
Setting: Some time before the final episode of season one (I was less then thrilled with that).
Love you, Love you not
Max sat as high as she could get without a plane, her eyes on the city below, but her mind focused on the turmoil within. When she first met Logan Cale she had been thrown off her game, thrown so far off in fact that he managed to confirm his suspicions about who she was. After that she'd been determined not to let him get to her. It turned out to be an easy task... on the surface. His desire to save the world and willingness to risk her life to do that should have been enough to keep her from giving him her friendship, much less her heart. Should have been.
"Max!" The voice broke through her contemplation, startling her to the point that for a second she thought that she was going to lose her balance and have to make a rather embarrassing move to save herself from falling off her perch. An old saying ran though her mind as she got a better look at the person who had startled her; 'speak of the devil'. Logan stood on the roof behind her, keeping well away from the edges. Max fought down the desire to snap at him, she was beginning to wish that she'd never brought him up there. It was her place, where she went to be alone. She'd shared it with him because it was special to her, not because she wanted him following her there. No doubt he'd brought mission plans with him too.
"I tried calling you." He frowned, "You should leave your pager on, this really can't wait, if I hadn't found you here..." Max was doing her best not to look guilty. She had, in fact, received his message. His place was her next stop, but she'd been distracted and more time had passed then she'd thought. There was a second feeling just below the guilt though. There was a hint of anger with him for following her to her sanctuary, of all places, with work.
"... So, you see, it's absolutely imperative that we retrieve the disk." Logan finished. 'Another week, another crisis' Max thought as she frowned at the man before her and said flatly "You mean imperative that I retrieve the disk. It's my neck on the line". Actually Max was kind of looking forward to kicking some butt, she had gotten bored with her temporarily action-free life days ago. The anger prevented her from just accepting the assignment though and gave voice to her usual resentment with the situation.
Logan's frown deepened "I don't think you understand how important this is." He said in a tone that meant he was moments away from becoming preachy. Max recognized the signs but pushed ahead anyway, "Important to who? Not to me. Not to most anyone down there", Max gestured to the city below.
"Every criminal we stop brings us closer to reclaiming what this country once was, everyone wants that." Max stared at him, remembering how happy she had been when everything collapsed, leaving her free to find a place in the new world, leaving her in a better position to avoid Lydecker's men. "When was the last time you really talked with the people that you're trying to save?" She asked, deciding to go with an argument that wasn't so personal to her, "People don't like change, and now that they're adapted to the way things are they aren't going to want to have things change again".
Logan stood a little straighter and was just about to begin on what was most likely going to be a long lecture when Max took off past him, stopping at the door only to give him an impatient look and ask "Are you coming?" She really didn't want to hear it, especially now, she had more important concerns, like how had she let herself be so distracted that he'd managed to startle her at all? Maybe Zack was right... but then she didn't want to think about Zack, it was safer to think about Logan. Safer to love Logan. If she loved Logan? A part of her whispered doubts, telling her that maybe it was the idea of being in love that held her to Logan... maybe...
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Notes: As you can no doubt clearly see, the above is why I usually don't write. In fact this is the first thing I've ever written that wasn't a school assignment. Anyway, tell me what you think, good or bad... and if I should actually finish it... Oh, and I don't really have a big problem with Logan or anything, just trying to find reasons and ways to break them up because I like Zack more.