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Title: Cale Diaries, Season Two
Author: A collaboration by a fan, Catherder and Zanna.
Reader's challenge: Can you tell which of us wrote which chapter?
Rating: PG
Episode Reference: Entr'Acte
Spoilers: All first and second season episodes
Feed back: Always welcome! Email one or all of us at afanoda@yahoo.com, catherder@hotmail.com or zanna186@yahoo.ca or just use the handy box below.
Acknowledgement: To our fellow Logan fans for all your encouragement and patience.
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Chapter 2 - Wednesday April 29, 2020 - The Edge (Entr'Acte)
11 pm
I'm back at the Needle, standing at the edge. This was Max's special place. I come here every night, just to be near her. She brought me up here before the raid on Manticore. She threatened to bring me here almost a year ago when I found Hannah for her, even after I told her I was afraid of heights. I thought she was kidding, but she finally did it, pushing and pulling me. I was terrified, but she just laughed at my fear. She said she loved to come up here because from this height, all her problems seemed trivial and she could pretend that she was just a normal girl. That made me laugh. Max, a regular girl!
I try to imagine that my problems are trivial too. But it never works. Too often, I find myself looking over the edge and thinking that the pavement looks mighty inviting. If I take a header off the Needle, I could join Max. It is so tempting. Once, I even took the 9mm with me, figuring that I could finish the job I started after the Vertes fiasco. Talk about overkill, literally.
Funny, this time a year ago, I was fighting to get my life back. Now all I want is to get it over with. But even though she is dead, Max keeps me hanging on. I wish I could have taken her dancing. I've fantasized about dancing with her, how well we'd fit together, how graceful she'd be. Now that I have a way to do that again, I have no dance partner. Life's little ironies keep slapping me in the face. But every time I come close to ending it, I remember a dream I once had of dancing with Max. I hear her voice, as if she were still alive, asking me not to let go.
"Promise?"
"I promise."
It's uncanny. So I step back from the edge.
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A/N: Are you hungry for more Dark Angel? Check out our virtual season 3 at http://www.darkangelvirtuality.com/. The first episode premieres on Tuesday, September 10th.
Title: Cale Diaries, Season Two
Author: A collaboration by a fan, Catherder and Zanna.
Reader's challenge: Can you tell which of us wrote which chapter?
Rating: PG
Episode Reference: Entr'Acte
Spoilers: All first and second season episodes
Feed back: Always welcome! Email one or all of us at afanoda@yahoo.com, catherder@hotmail.com or zanna186@yahoo.ca or just use the handy box below.
Acknowledgement: To our fellow Logan fans for all your encouragement and patience.
____________________________________________________
Chapter 2 - Wednesday April 29, 2020 - The Edge (Entr'Acte)
11 pm
I'm back at the Needle, standing at the edge. This was Max's special place. I come here every night, just to be near her. She brought me up here before the raid on Manticore. She threatened to bring me here almost a year ago when I found Hannah for her, even after I told her I was afraid of heights. I thought she was kidding, but she finally did it, pushing and pulling me. I was terrified, but she just laughed at my fear. She said she loved to come up here because from this height, all her problems seemed trivial and she could pretend that she was just a normal girl. That made me laugh. Max, a regular girl!
I try to imagine that my problems are trivial too. But it never works. Too often, I find myself looking over the edge and thinking that the pavement looks mighty inviting. If I take a header off the Needle, I could join Max. It is so tempting. Once, I even took the 9mm with me, figuring that I could finish the job I started after the Vertes fiasco. Talk about overkill, literally.
Funny, this time a year ago, I was fighting to get my life back. Now all I want is to get it over with. But even though she is dead, Max keeps me hanging on. I wish I could have taken her dancing. I've fantasized about dancing with her, how well we'd fit together, how graceful she'd be. Now that I have a way to do that again, I have no dance partner. Life's little ironies keep slapping me in the face. But every time I come close to ending it, I remember a dream I once had of dancing with Max. I hear her voice, as if she were still alive, asking me not to let go.
"Promise?"
"I promise."
It's uncanny. So I step back from the edge.
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A/N: Are you hungry for more Dark Angel? Check out our virtual season 3 at http://www.darkangelvirtuality.com/. The first episode premieres on Tuesday, September 10th.