A/N: Back to our normal timeline now! Our lovebirds deal with some trust and a little bit of adorable-ness that I just couldn't help but write.

"So now that Logan is back in the picture, are you going to key him into what you and Alec are up to?" Cindy asked me as we sat eating during our lunch hour.

I shrugged, "I don't know things are still complicated."

Cindy looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "Logan's got plenty of money to fund a cure and the resources to find a doc for ya. Why do you need Alec?"

The truth was that I didn't know. Maybe it was because it was easier to be around Alec. I didn't have to worry about killing him or feeling vulnerable. Maybe it was because I didn't love Alec and somehow, in my screwed up mind, that made it easier.

"It's just going to be torture for both of us. We both know that this is just going to kill us." I played with my food not wanting to look Cindy in the eye.

"That's the truth, but Max, you straight up love each other. You got the miracle of life growing in ya. Original Cindy thinks that if Logan is willing to work through it, that you should at least give the boy a chance."

I nodded, she was right of course. "I just can't lose him." I admitted.

"The way I see it, girl, is that what you've been doing the last month was losing him. Just because it's of your choosing doesn't mean that it was any easier than him dying. I've seen the way you mope around. Do you want this baby to grow up without it's daddy?"

I remembered my childhood, shivering at the thought that Lydecker was the closest thing I had to a father figure. I thought of my mother for what had to have been the millionth time since getting pregnant. She had tried to protect me and give me a good life, but she just wasn't strong enough. Well, Manticore had made me strong and with that strength I was going to protect my child with everything I have and give it the best life. Not even I could deny that having Logan in its life would give it the best chance at a good life.

"Relationships are about trust, Boo. You can't keep him from this." I was beginning to wonder when Cindy had gotten so smart.

"You're right." I replied and headed toward the pay phone, dialing Logan's number. "It's me." I couldn't stop the thrill I felt when I heard his voice. "You busy?"

"No I'm just walking in my door." I could hear his keys jingling over the phone.

I smiled, "I love hearing you say that you're walking."

"Thanks to our friend, Phil." Logan's voice betrayed the broad smile that was no doubt on his face.

"I'm heading over." I said simply before hanging up. I threw a few bills on the table and looked at Cindy, "I'm gonna go figure this bitch out."

Cindy nodded with a smile as I walked out of the restaurant and to my bike. Thankfully I was already in Logan's sector so I didn't have to deal with the lines at the sector checkpoints.

Logan was just finishing up an Eyes Only hack when I walked in. I stood far enough away that it seemed safe. "Did you catch the bad guy?"

Logan turned around with a smile, getting out of his seat and headed to the kitchen, "This time. Although I must say, it's getting more complicated without my own personal Transgenic around. I was just gonna have lunch, you hungry?"

"Nah, I had a big lunch with Cindy and it's not really agreeing with the baby." I absently rubbed my stomach, silently wishing the nausea away. "Why don't you get Asha to help you out?"

Logan peered around the door of the fridge, "I could probably get you something to help with the nausea."

I waved him off, "I figure I only have a few more weeks, I can deal with it. Where has Asha been lately?" Not that I was too broken up about Asha not being around but I was curious.

"The S1W has been getting a lot of heat lately, so their laying low up state." He explained creating himself a salad. "You sure you're not hungry?"

"Yeah I'm good." I smiled.

"So, not that I mind you dropping by, but what's up?" Logan didn't look up as he drizzled some dressing on his salad making my stomach flip.

"I wanted to tell you something."

Something in my voice must have tipped him off because he set down what he was working on and turned to look at me, showing that I had his undivided attention. "Should I be sitting down?"

I sighed, "No, it's just… Alec and I have been pulling these small jobs the last month or so…" Logan had that look on his face, that look that he got when he was mad and worried. A face I was pretty sure he saved especially for me. "It was just to raise money for a cure and the baby. None of them were dangerous." I added the last part lamely.

Logan neglected his food and walked past me without saying anything. He looked out of the windows onto the city, which was surprisingly sunny today. "Why do we keep doing this, Max?"

"I didn't mean to hurt you. I just… I thought it would be easier to be apart and I needed the money."

"So is this why you are back? For the money?" Logan asked, the betrayal evident in his voice.

"Logan, I am not Val. I was not trying to hurt you. I was doing what I was trained to do. But the jobs are over. Whether you kick me out now and refuse to talk to me again. The jobs are over. I wanted to tell you because that's what people, who are in relationships do, they don't lie to each other." I was beginning to doubt if this was the right decision, but I knew deep down that if this was going to work, we had to deal with our emotions. Logan and I could handle mutants and near death situations, but emotions were a ground we had never really covered. We had both been hurt so much by the people in our past that we didn't know how to trust each other.

Logan finally turned around to look at me and to my surprise, he was smiling. He walked so he was just a foot away from me, closer than I had let him come since he went to the hospital. "Anything you need, Max, I want you to come to me. I want to give you and our child everything. Is there anything you need now?"

The smile on his face made me want to melt. "A new bike?" I teased.

He grimaced, "I hate that you ride that thing. If anything I'll buy you a car."

I shook my head, "No can do. You can't take my bike away from me."

"What else can I get for you?" Logan laughed.

"Cookie dough ice cream." I said with mock seriousness.

Logan laughed again, and I made a mental note to make him laugh more, I like the sound of his laughter. "I think I can handle that. I know a place not far from here that sells it, but on one condition. I drive."

We walked into the ice cream shop that looked like the Pulse had never hit it. It was sparkling clean, not an ounce of dirt could be found anywhere. Logan ordered me some cookie dough and got himself some rocky road. I about gagged with the lady told us that my two scoops would cost twenty dollars. Logan waved me off, leading us to a table.

"Logan you didn't have to do that. That's a ridiculous amount to pay for ice cream." I was still in disbelief.

He shook it off, "My rocky road cost thirty-five. Well worth it once you take a bite."

I looked at him questioningly before taking a lick, "Damn this is good!"

Logan smirked, "See I told you that it's all worth it."

"Best twenty dollars I've ever tasted." I moaned taking another lick.

"That baby giving you a sweet tooth?"

"You have no idea." I smiled between licks.

"I'll get a gallon to keep in my freezer for whenever you crave some."

I shook my head, "Absolutely not. A gallon would set you back a hundred bucks at least."

Logan looked at me seriously, "I told you I would take care of you. I want to do this, let me do this."

I looked him over and realized that there was no way I could convince him otherwise. "I'm going to be so fat."

He smiled, taking my statement as an agreement to the gallon, "You're having a baby, you're supposed to gain weight."

"With you around I'm going to be three hundred pounds by the time I have this baby."

"All the more to love." Logan smirked.

I rolled my eyes. I could get used to this. I had to remind myself to thank Cindy for being a genius. In my mind, this was pretty damn perfect.