Chapter Three

A blush made its way across Max's face, disappearing as quickly as it came. She started to look toward the door, hoping to find an escape but it was – for once – completely shut.

Logan moved to stand in front of it, as if reading her mind, "Max?"

Max took a deep breath, "I came by a couple of days ago."

"And? Come on Max I don't have all day," Alec said, agitated.

"Alec, knock it off," Logan snapped before turning back to Max. "You started this Max, not us. Now please tell me what you mean."

Max shuffled her feet, "I came by a couple of days ago to talk to you. The door was open a bit and I heard someone other then you so I…"

"So you watched," Logan finished for her.

Max nodded, starting to look guilty.

Logan moved away from the door and headed towards Alec who had moved off to the table to attempt to clean a cut on his head. Taking the antiseptic from him Logan took over – it was hard to clean something you couldn't see and Alec obviously had no intention of going into the bathroom.

Alec's voice was quiet when he spoke, "Why didn't you ask then, instead of letting it brew into a fight."

Max sighed, "I saw you two kissing and I got angry. I didn't think I just left feeling betrayed and thought you were never going to tell me."

"You broke it off Max, not me. There's no real reason for you to feel betrayed," Logan turned to face her as he finished cleaning the cut.

"I-I get that now," Max moved closer, being careful not to touch Logan. "I'm sorry, Alec, I shouldn't have taken my anger out on you. I should have asked first."

"It's alright," Alec gave her a deprecating smile. "X5's have been known to run a little hot."

Max snorted, "Yeah, I am sorry though."

Alec didn't answer; instead he moved to the kitchen and began to putter around. Logan watched him for a moment before turning to Max, "I think that's the let you're going to get out of him Max. Whether he admits it or not you did hurt him."

Max didn't respond so Logan continued, "We were going to tell later this week."

Max moved her gaze from Alec to him, "What?"

"We were planning on inviting you over to dinner in a couple of days and telling you. We wanted to make sure it was something that was going to last first. We never intended to hurt you."

Max rubber her arm, "I understand that now, I wasn't thinking before. I'm sorry. I should go."

"You could stay, I think we should talk."

Pausing with her hand on the door Max looked at Alec in the kitchen and then back to Logan, "No I think you need time to fix the damage I caused."

Logan followed her gaze to Alec who was still puttering around the kitchen but not really doing anything all the same, "Two days Max, come back for dinner then and we'll talk."

Max nodded, "I'm sorry again Alec," with that she opened the door and left – taking care to make sure it was completely shut.

Sighing Logan moved to the kitchen and wrapped an arm around Alec, "You okay?"

Alec leaned into his touch, "I'll be fine."