A/N: So Max is pregnant… how is Logan going to react? I don't own anything!

"I'm not sick, not really." I said simply.

"What is that supposed to mean?" He cocked his head to the side.

"I'm pregnant."

Logan didn't move. In fact, he hardly blinked. Somewhere in the house I could hear a clock ticking. I was feeling so many emotions at once that I couldn't choose which one to act on. I wanted to cry, run, throw up, scream, punch, and probably many more. I hated that he wasn't saying anything. I hated that I didn't know what he was thinking. I had to know what he was thinking.

"Logan?" I asked barely above a whisper. "What are you thinking? Say something?"

He looked at me with such intensity, "You're sure?"

I sighed in relief at finally hearing his voice, "Seven pregnancy tests can't be wrong."

He nodded, "And it's mine?"

"There could never be anyone else." I answered with such honesty that I started to cry again.

Before I knew it he was off the couch and rushing to me, beaming from ear to ear. He caressed the skin that showed from my shirt raising up. My body jolted with the electricity of the touch that I hadn't felt in a month.

"Logan!" I yelled as he looked at me, realizing what he had just done. "Oh my god."

I could see him start to sweat already, "Damn it." I grabbed Logan's phone, dialing Cindy.

"Hey Boo, how'd Roller Boy take it?" Cindy asked curious.

"He touched me. I need you to take him to the hospital."

"Damn, I'll be there soon."

Logan had since collapsed back onto the couch. "God Logan, why did you have to do that?"

He looked at me, smiling despite his obvious pain. "I had to feel it. We're going to have a baby."

I felt the tears slide down my face. I couldn't believe that I was going to lose him the day I found out I was having his child. I couldn't handle it, I wanted this thing out of me. If I could I would have pulled it out myself. "Logan, please just hang in there. We're gonna get you to a hospital. Please just hang in there."

Logan nodded, gasping for breath, "You just… take care… of our baby. I love you Max." He eyes were getting heavier and I could tell that he was close to passing out.

"I love you too Logan."

It felt like hours before the doctors would see me. Cindy waited patiently by my side. It took everything in me not to slam Logan's doctor, Sam Carr, into the wall the moment he walked into the hall and demand information from him. He came directly towards me with a grim look on his face.

"What's happening, Sam?" I pleaded desperately.

"It's bad, Max. The only thing I could think would work is if he got another Transgenics blood. I mean you are an immune carrier, another person with the immunity might be able to help, but I have no idea if it'll work. It's a long shot."

I felt nauseous, whether from the baby or the fact that I was loosing Logan, I wasn't sure. I ran to a nearby trashcan and threw up until my stomach was empty and then I began to dry heave.

"Max are you okay?" Sam asked worriedly.

"Max is pregnant. Logan is the father." Original Cindy answered for me.

"We'll do everything we can, but we could really use some uninfected blood."

"Hand me your phone," I whipped my mouth as I turned back to Sam, "I need to call Alec."

With a little arm pulling I was able to convince Alec to come in. He only stayed about an hour and then left. After that all we could do was wait. It was after dark before Dr. Carr returned, this time he was smiling.

"How is he doing?"

"He is recovering just fine, he's asking for you." Sam smiled.

"You heard the man, Boo. He's gonna be just fine. Go in there." OC nudged me.

I shook my head, "I can't… I can't risk it. I think I'm gonna walk home, I could use from fresh air. This hospital smell is making me nauscious."

"Max, you can't just leave him." OC said desperately.

"Just leave it." I snapped and made my way quickly out of the hospital. I headed to Crash, looking for something, anything to distract me.

I was walking down the stairs when I bumped into Alec. "Hey Mamma Bear!" Alec greeted me, Cindy had told him while he was helping at the hospital "How's Logan?"

"He's fine." I answered shortly, walking down the rest of the steps. I realized that I wasn't in the mood to talk and couldn't drink, so coming to Crash was pointless. "Thanks for that by the way.

He let me to a table and sat me down, looking at me with the tender look he rarely ever got, "You okay?"

"Oh just peachy." I replied sarcastically, "You know, I'm gonna smash somebodies head if I don't get this virus bitch taken care of."

"Woah woah! Don't you think you and Logan have done enough damage while copulating for awhile." Alec smirked.

I groaned, "I don't want to fix it so we can have sex. I want to fix it so he touch his baby."

"Hey I could probably help you guys look." Alec offered.

"You would help?" I raised my eyebrow, not believing it for one minute.

"Yeah, and you know, if you're needing some money to find a doctor, I can bring you on a few… salvage missions. Nothing too crazy, but enough to help you afford what is bound to an expensive Doc."

"Why are you being so nice to me?"

"Because if you remember correctly, I kinda screwed up what you had with that last Doc."

"You know, if I remember completely correctly, it's your fault we are in all of this mess." I grabbed the collar of his shirt, "So yeah, I think you should help fund this venture. But any word of this to Logan or anyone else and you will be useless to women if you catch my drift. Dealio?"

"Max, no maiming my golden boy." Normal reminded me in a bored tone. I let go of Alec's shirt.

"It's a deal. You know I have something we could do tonight if you're up for it."

"So what's the action?" I asked him.

"Ah your typical Robin Hood." He smiled, clearly proud of himself for using a popular reference.

"Steal from the rich and give to the needy. I being the needy, who is the rich?"

"Tattoo artist that just happens to be pretty big gang leader up in sector 7."

"Let's do this." I gave him a small smile.