TITLE: Finding the Lost
AUTHOR: Sarge
E-MAIL: sarge2525@hotmail.com
RATING: pg-13
SUMMARY: Logan finds something that could make a huge impact on Max's life, and her search for her siblings.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters. James Cameron, and the other guy who's name I sadly can't remember do. As well as Fox.
Max looked out over the city. Her face was impassive, but you could tell that she was thinking about something. Max wondered why the Space Needle had been left standing; it was in ruins. So many other buildings in similar condition had just been destroyed. Then again, it did remind people of what America had once been, and what it had become now that it wasn't America the Beautiful anymore. Well, parts of it were, but if you told the truth you noticed the fact that there was depression without anyone actually being depressed. Max was starting to wonder why she spent so much time up here alone.
Maybe she should find a new place. The radio had actually done a brief thing on crazy people of the decade in Seattle and one of the people mentioned had been the chick that hangs out the Space Needle. So it was the best place to think, but Hover-cams had been around more often leaving Max to herself. Still someday a picture would show up somewhere and Lydecker would find out where she was. Then everything would go down, and Seattle might have a few more explosions than they could handle in one day. Not to mention that Logan might get a bit upset if she started getting innocent people killed while she was trying to avoid being caught. Of course she didn't want to give up her Space Needle because that led to boredom and no place to stop and think for awhile. She didn't know of anyplace else though. Well, maybe she could sit on top of some building with a railing or something. Then again, it'd have to be an abandoned building because otherwise people might want to talk to her. Talking to people was bad; it led to becoming attached. If she had stayed away from Logan she wouldn't be where she was now, because let's face it, where she was now was in danger. Max eventually had to leave the Space Needle and head home. Kendra would be upset if she woke up and realized that Max had never come home. Kendra worried more about her since she had flushed her pills and then she'd gotten arrested and nearly died. When Max walked into her apartment she was surprised to find Kendra awake, waiting for her and holding her pager. Max had left it at home because she hadn't wanted to be interrupted.
"I don't think Logan is happy you left this here," Kendra told her. "I mean I'm just guessing, but judging by the creative phrase that he came up with when I mentioned that you had left it here, I would say he was upset."
"Wonderful," Max said as she clipped on her pager. "Well, I can't do anything about it now. I have work in an hour and I don't think Normal is going to be to happy if I skip it to go and play 'Person with a Conscience'."
"Fine," Kendra told her as she turned. "But when Logan yells at you for not showing up until after work, make sure he doesn't blame me."
Max found a cup of coffee and drank that as she sat wondering what Logan wanted from her now. It couldn't be anything that important because he hadn't called again. Then again, Nosy probably knew her work schedule so well that he knew when he could bug her and when he couldn't. She'd have to test that theory someday.
"Max," Kendra called from the kitchen. "I think we have a problem."
"What problem would that be?" Max asked Kendra as she walked out with her laundry which Kendra was going to do later today.
"Oh, the fact that some people just can't seem to get enough of your company. Walter is coming up the stairs."
"I thought Logan took care of Walter," Max said as she headed toward the door. "Why's he coming back?"
"Maybe he really liked your coffee," Kendra said grinning as she headed into the back. "I'll just leave you to deal with it."
"Thanks. He better not make me late for work," Max snarled as she heard the knock on the door. She opened it and glared at Walter who was on the other side.
"What do you want?" Max demanded.
"Someone's been following me. They know what they're doing too," Walter told her. "I want you to help me."
"Let me get this straight. Someone's following you, so you came to me?" Max asked in surprise. "I don't think so, Walter. I'm just a Jam Pony rider. I can't help you."
"Well, I thought you could testify in court that I'm a good guy," Walter asked her.
"No, Walter," Max said as she grabbed her bike and walked out past him. "I have work to do and then I have a friend to go and talk to."
When Max got to work Normal was watching the door just waiting for her to walk in.
"Max, we're a package service, not a message service. Tell whoever it was that called me to give you a message that he can go to hell before I'll give you anything other than a package and your pay check when you earn one."
"Got it, Normal," Max told him as she parked her bike. "Got a run or just felt like yelling at me first thing?"
"Sketch is out on the run that I was going to give you. He got here early."
"It's a pity they don't pay for overtime anymore," Max told him. "Is Cindy here yet?"
"She's not working today. She came down with something."
"A girlfriend maybe," said one of the workers that didn't like Cindy. Max just had to contribute to his world view and trip him. "Unlike you who can't find his own brain."
Normal had her working hard the rest of the day. He was pissed that she couldn't get along with anyone but select people. The things he managed to come up with for her to do. When Max finally got done with work she bolted out of there so fast that even Normal was surprised, and he had been expecting it. She guessed that's what happens when you usually at least try to act normal. Guess what happens when you fail?
By the time she finally got to Logan's apartment she had found that she didn't need to test her theory about whether he knew her schedule. Her pager had been going off ever since she'd been five minutes out of work. She didn't mind though. It just meant that it was important.
"So what's the dish on why I'm here?" Max asked as she flopped down onto a chair.
"I found Zach," Logan said calmly.
