Title: Serendipity

Author: SouthernBurn

Rating: This chapter is PG

Disclaimer: All General Hospital characters are copyrighted, and are used without permission. This story is a figment of my own imagination. . If you can't wait to read more please visit my message board for the continuation of this story and other fan fiction.

Chapter 1

"What are you doing here?" He asked as he walked her backwards until her bare shoulder blades pressed against the scratchy brick wall of the alleyway. His larger frame loomed over her petite one as his breath tickled her forehead. She defiantly tilted her head back and stared into his flaming green eyes, "Is this supposed to scare me?"

"I don't know Maxie, are you scared?" he asked placing his hands on either side of her shoulders, leaning in and effectively trapping her with no way out.

She swallowed hard willing her nerves to stay hidden from his onslaught, "Logan, you don't scare me."

"No?" he asked as he shifted one hand from the wall to trace his index finger along the visibly pounding pulse in her neck.

"Did you think I couldn't hear you in that hospital room, that I wouldn't know what you almost did to me?" He closed his large hand around her throat, pressing slightly and whispered in her ear. "Maybe you should have pulled the plug when you had the chance."

The pain of first losing Georgie and then Coop, plus being attacked herself had been too much and had left her broken inside. When all signs and clues pointed to Logan being the TMK…she found her hand wrapped around the plug of his life support system determined to finish the job Lulu had started. Tears glittered in her eyes but she didn't pull away. "If you could hear me then you know why I wanted to do it."

He clenched his jaw and dropped his hands in exhaustion and slowly fished his keys out of his pocket. "Yeah I know, thanks for deciding not to be the judge and jury on this one."

When he turned into the light Maxie finally noticed how pale he was and the way his face had narrowed with a visible weight loss. "You look like shit, Hayes."

"Yeah well spending two weeks in a coma after your girlfriend hits you over the head with a wrench will do that to a guy. " he snarked and twisted the doorknob open.

She followed him in and tossed her hand bag on the chair, "How did you get home? I thought Scott would have picked you up at the hospital?"

He glared at her and dropped onto the couch. "He doesn't know I was released and I wasn't waiting around there one more minute." He closed his eyes too tired to even take off his jacket, "I can take care of myself, I don't need anyone."

"Yeah and you're doing such a great job at it too." She retorted and reached down to pull a boot off one foot and then the other.

"Maxie, I'm really not up to sparring with you right now. What do you want?" He blindly asked tucking his feet up on the couch

"Robin called and told me you insisted on discharging yourself. I came to check on you."

"What are you here to finish the job this time? Encase you didn't hear they caught the real Text Message Killer and it's not me. " he asked as she started to tugged on his arm.

"Just be thankful to Coop, he wouldn't let me do it. Come on, let me help you to bed." She continued.

He groaned, finally relented and let her pull him to his feet. He watched her with curiosity as she led him to his bed on the other side of the room, trying to figure out what her angle was. But her was too tired to sort it all out and he flopped in the middle of the bed on his back pulling her on top of him in the same motion. He sighed at the familiar softness of the mattress beneath him and the lingering scent of Maxie's perfume.

She shifted and peeled away the hand that had already made its way to cup her ass. "I don't think this is what the doctors had in mind when they said bed rest."

All she got out of him was a small moan of agreement as he already seemed to be drifting off to sleep. She made quick work of the buttons on his shirt and shook him until he rolled and she could pull his arms free from the sleeves. She sat up on her knees and watched the steady rise and fall of his chest and let her fingertips skirt the dark bruises from the IVs in the crook of his arm.

Her guilt at what she had almost done to him constricted her chest, and she closed her eyes to blink away the tears before tugging at the oversized belt buckle until it finally gave. She stood up and pulled on the buttonfly of his jeans, revealing lean hips and untanned skin and pulled them off the rest of the way. She swung his legs up on the bed and covered him with a blanket as he rolled onto his side gathering it in his fist.

He eyes flicked open and he caught her gaze and murmured, "Thank you.", before he drifted off to sleep.

Maxie stood there and watched him trying to figure out what her next move should be until she finally folded his jeans over her forearm. She prayed to Georgie and Coop to give her the strength and patience she was going to need to get Logan to forgive her for doubting him. His jeans were heavy and she pulled his wallet, some unfilled prescriptions and loose change from the pockets and placed them on the corner of the night stand. She gathered up the rest of the clothes from the floor and a chair in the corner and dumped them into an empty laundry basket before making her way into the kitchen.

She made a quick inventory of his refrigerator and found it to be empty except for a six pack of beer and some old take out boxes from god knows when. She dumped them in the trash, snatched his laundry off the countertop, the prescriptions to be filled off the nightstand and grabbed his keys from the coffee table.

Maxie looked over at him one more time before opening the door and running in face to face with Lulu Spencer.