Chapter 2
Teris Xenite
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Author's Note and disclaimer: No I don't own them. If I did they'd still be able to touch (there were other ways to inject tension). I have to admit as much as I don't like it…the virus was a good one. But the shipper in me can't leave this alone…so here lies the story. Somehow I have the feeling that it will be one of many like this but hey gotta toss my two cents in . I hope you enjoy, review or no more posting shall occur (I tried not blackmailing I really did and my muse starved so). And lastly the italicized words are thoughts, the bold italicized words are a characters counter thoughts while arguing with themselves.
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Max let out a long sigh and rested her head against her locker. It had been a long day, and normally she would have gone to Logan's. But given the givens that was pretty much impossible. Damn this is hard. As if it isn't enough to not be able to touch him, I can't even be in the same room without being scared to death I'm gonna slip up and kill him. You know if that bitch wasn't already dead...
Original Cindy came up carrying a package. "Hey boo, hot delivery for you."
"Great, where's this one gotta go?"
"Straight to you from Logan." Max set forth to open it, completely ignoring the attached note. "Boo I wouldn't do that if I were you."
"Why?"
"Logan told me to warn you that it was personal. To the point that you might not wanna open it in front the crew."
"Ah."
"Yeah, it's in the note. But I guess he figured you open first and read later."
"Well unless I wanna pull out something from one of Sketchy's fantasies I better read first and open later." Max tore open the note and leaned against the locker to read the note and Original wandered off to get another package from Normal.
Dear Max,
When you were gone I missed you in a million ways, but no matter
how dark our world gets, it's still brighter with you in it. Now
that your back, I can be honest with myself, I wouldn't have lived with
out you. I wouldn't have wanted to. But now that you're back,
I'm faced with losing you all over again, to a crueler foe than before.
For now you are always close enough to see but never touch. There
is one difference this time, I couldn't fight death, though I gladly would
have done so to have you back. We can fight this together,
Max. I'm not willing to let you go again Max. I won't allow
Manticore to steal you from me again, not a second time. We'll find
a way to beat this, that I promise. But until we do know that while
you can't be in my arms you're still in my heart.
Love always,
Logan
P.S. There is a small box in the top of your package that's safe to open now.
Max pulled the box out and unwrapped it, when she opened it she found a cell phone and a note. Max, press 1 when you open this. Love, Logan.
Max turned the phone on and listened to the sound of unfamiliar digits being dialed and a partial ring before his familiar voice answered. "Yes angel, you rang?"
"How'd ya know it was me?"
"You have a special ring love. Now what can I do for you tonight?"
"You tell me, you're the one who planned this shindig, remember?"
"Very true, but where it goes is entirely up too you."
"Really?"
"Yes really. And there's a little something special built into that phone you're holding too."
"What's that?"
"It diverts all calls not directly related to our safety or that of your sibs to a special holding area. The world can just stay broken tonight, because right now you're the only thing on my mind."
"And what's going on behind those beautiful baby blues of yours? What ya thinkin about?"
"I can't tell you that until I know where you are."
"I'm in the Jam Pony locker room, why?"
"Well then, I'm going to have to whisper. I wouldn't want Normal to over hear. He might want to join in and then I'd have to kill him."
"What would he want to join in?"
"Are you alone?"
"For all intents and purposes, why?"
"Cause angel, I'm gonna make you blush."
"Really, and how do you plan on doing that?"
"Trust me Max. I have my ways, a few of which you'll hopefully be privy to before the nights over. For now though tell me what your wearing."
"My bike shorts and a t-shirt, why?"
"Just wanted to know. You wanna know what I'd do right now if you were here?" He left the words and if I could unspoken, knowing that she knew that well enough for the both of them. There was a long pause, and for a moment he thought that she wasn't going to play along.
"What would you do?"
"I'd pull you close to me, I'd brush your hair back from your face letting my fingers slide through it, then I'd wrap my arms around you and kiss you sweet, slow and tenderly. Then I'd brush my fingertips across your cheek, and I'd slide them down to your chin, lightly tilting your chin up towards me so I could kiss you more passionately, more deeply." He paused a moment in silence, and then asked. "Can you feel it Max, can you feel how I would touch you?"
"Dear God yes..." Max felt an ache in her lips and a corresponding throbbing of desire building at her core at his words. But her heart ached most of all, because she wanted him so very badly with everything that she was and yet still she was to be denied. "Logan, do you have any idea what you're doing to me?"
"Yes, Max I do. But I'm not going to leave you hanging, I promise. Just trust me."
"I do, always." There was a moment of silence as he contemplated the enormity of the gift that she had just given him. Dear God let me do something to deserve that faith she has in me. If you grant me nothing else in this life, please don't let me let her down.
"Are you headed for home?"
"Yes, that was the plan." No I'm going to my apartment, and that's not home anymore. Home is where you are. She long to say those words and several others to him but did not.
"Alright, open the box when you get home. I'd continue with what we were doing, but I don't think even you could drive safely with those kinds of distractions. And I can't have you getting hurt, but I do want to hear your voice so why don't you tell me about your day?"
"Well my day was long, full of bipping, and until you called pretty damn lousy. You?"
"Wonderful. I spent the whole day thinking of you."
"And that constitutes as wonderful? Even now?"
"Even now Max. You make everything wonderful, just by your presence."
Max shifted the box as she got on her bike and tried to avoid letting her emotions overwhelm her. Finally in an effort of self defense she changed the subject letting her earlier curiosity bubble to the surface. "Can't you at least give me a little clue as to what's going on?"
"Well alright...but just one. It's going to be a lot better than what we just did."
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