Shining Bright.
Summary: The sun rises, but she's never there to see it. (AU) (Max-Logan)
Author's note: No virus in this alternate universe story. Set after the last episode, when living in Terminal City. And Max still suffers the seizures.
The sun rises every morning. It's the one thing the pulse couldn't change. It's there, at the same time, a giant ball of fire that gives light to everything in this broken city of Seattle. It's the time when all the monsters of the night slink away into the shadows, when everything of beauty revels in the oncoming light.
But every morning as the sun rises, Max is never there to see it. She's trapped in terminal city, in a small dark room, shaking as she takes her pills, curled up on the cold concrete floor, her eyes seeing nothing but darkness.
As the warmth of the sun spreads out over the burnt out husks of cars, the small shambles of buildings, and the people wondering the streets, Max is trapped in the cold, in the dark, in the pain. Memories flash in her mind as her body reacts to the low levels of serotonin.
And every morning, as the sun reaches out through the window into the room where Logan sleeps, in Terminal city, warming the empty place where he sleeps, he finds himself in Max's room, holding her shaking and unseeing body as she fits, kissing her shoulder and neck, speaking reassuring words to her un-responsive form as he wraps his long arms around her.
Sunlight I'm drifting away somehow
By the presense of the morning sun
I'm falling into the night
As I can see you shining bright
Logan never sees the sun rise.
As and her shaking stops slowly, her eyes open with a dazed, unfocused look, he kisses her gently on the forehead, whispering a small goodbye.
I'm drifting away somehow
By the presense of the morning sun
I'm falling into the night
As I can see you shining bright
Sunlight
Sunlight
Later in the sweet morning, as Max bounces from the room, smiling at him as he watches her, leaving no indication that every morning she is tortured with pain beyond endurance.
But as Logan thinks of the time she spends in his arms, when she is alone and helpless, when he comforts her in the only way he knows how, it doesn't matter to him that he can't see the sun rise.
I'm drifting away somehow
By the presense of the morning sun
I'm falling into the night
As I can see you shining bright
Sunlight
Because Max is the light in his life. Without her it would all be darkness.
There's nothing like your warm embrace
It feels so right
Shining on your sculptured face
Sunlight
Sunlight
Sunlight
End.