Chapter 8

Feeling tired and disheartened, she said, "I'm okay. Um, Logan, can I ask you an irrelevant question?" Max said, trying to figure out how to say what she wanted to ask him.

"Oh, okay, Shoot," Logan said lazily. The nearness of her body made him relax but at the same time, he was still as horny as hell. This was a completely new experience; being in the wheelchair, that is. He longed for the tantalizing feel of her body next to or on top of him.

"Uh, I've been reading and ...." Logan stopped her. He had a feeling he knew where this irrelevant question was heading, and he couldnt, no, didn't know how to answer it right now. He was still trying to answer his own questions in his mind. He really wasn't equipped to answer that question right now.

"Max, I'm sorry my shoulder is hurting big time; could you go get Bling for me?" He asked.

"Yeah, sure I guess. I'm gonna go unpack then I'll...." Bling came in the door, which shut Max up immediately, while blushing at the same time. She moved quickly out the hall to her room.

"Okay. Thats new, a super soldier blushing; what gives?" Bling asked as he watched Max disappearing from the room. "I need to go to my car and get my medical bag. In addition, to get some things from the hospital in order to fix your shoulder. If it doesn't get fixed, you will not be able to use it at all with the shape its in. Its going to hurt like hell, so I'm fair warning you beforehand. How are you feeling, by the way?" Bling waved a worried look his patients way.

Oh, it hurts, but I figure not as much without that pillow under it. Thanks man," Logan said smiling.

"Max did that before I came in." Smiling, Bling put the initial responsibility on Max.

"She did?" Logan's eyes widen at that new information. "I wonder what else she did."

"Other than looking you thoroughly up and down, from head to toe? She gave you a once over, maybe twice even. I caught her, and she turned seven kinds of red," Bling said, as his smile grew from ear to ear. He was impressed by the shade his patient displayed after the cryptic remark he made.

"Bling would you close the door?" Logan motioned with his head while he was asking. "I need to talk with you, okay?" He knew he was going to be shot for not telling Bling about his erections. But you just don't tell another guy those things, do you? He's my therapist for God's sake. He's been there for me with everything from putting on my pants to using the pot, why should I have not told him? Logan faced sheepishly at his trainer and said, "Bling, I've been keeping something from you."

Bling had an ugly look on his face then said, "You have a pressure sore after all of this?"

"No. No, not that. Its just ... uh ... I've been having an erection and on more than one occasion." There I said it. Logan was red as a beet.

Blings eyes bulged out and said, "Good, stimulation for yourself is a good thing but don't over do it at first. Did you ejaculate?"

"God Bling! Thats disgusting. I have never ... done that. I have ... had no need to it ... before the accident," Logan said, thoroughly disgusted now with the conversation. He folded his hands and winced in pain at moving his shoulder.

"Sorry man. What is it then?" Bling said, as he hung his bald head.

"No Bling, it wasn't induced, it was visual and genuinely thinking that caused it. Do you know what I mean?" Logan said, trying to explain it further.

The big man was now walking around with the biggest grin Logan had ever seen. "Thats great man! You know what that means?"

"That I'm horny and embarrassing myself often, especially when Max is around," Logan said shaking his head.

"Good," is all Bling would say.

"Good? Okay, you lost me. How is making a fool out of myself good? Would you please tell me?" Logan looked shocked at that accusation.

"It means Logan, all the therapy that I've been putting you through, your spinal cord nerves might be refusing, see?" Bling rubbed his big hands together.

"Really?" Logan was so shocked that was the only thing he could say. "How can you ... I find out for sure?"

"Have Sam test your back nerves. He can send electrodes down your spine to see if there is a reaction to any of your lower extremities," the man said encouragingly.

"Bling, are you saying I might walk again?" Logan couldn't imagine. After Max had transfused him, and he had walked then lost the amazing ability again, his heart had sunk. Thats why he wanted to end his life. He knew that Max did not want an unfeeling man. At least, that's what he had assumed at that time. A grin spread all over his face. He was so happy he forgot about his shoulder and yelled out in pain when he moved it.

Max came barreling in at the shout with wide chocolate eyes. "Logan, are you alright? What did you do? Can I help?" All she could do is ask questions for the moment.

Bling looked at Max and said, "Max can you go get an ice-wrap for Logan's shoulder?"

"Uh sure. I'll just re-situate his pillow first, all right?" Max just stared at the man in bed. She quickly came and easily lifted Logan's arm without hurting him, and slid the pillow back in place. She looked at him with tender eyes and left. "Be right back, k?" she said, going out the door.

"Faith in all things, my friend. One-step at a time. Erection, then walking, hopefully," Bling said as low as he could to Logan. "If you don't want her to know, you need to wipe that grin off of your face."

"Yeah, right. But I never ask you the other question I had, but how do I ..." Max came in carrying the ice-wrap, which stopped Logan in his tracks with his question.

All Bling could say was, "You'll have time to figure that out, while I go get my bag. I'm hearing a horn sound, so I'm hoping it's Sarah. Be right back, you two," he said, as he walked out the door.

Max was just staring at Logan after fixing the ice-wrap on his shoulder. After hearing the front door close, they both sat in silence. "How does that feel, Logan?" Max finally broke the quiet.

"Uh, what?" Logan still was filtering the news he had just heard. Looking at Max, she was close. "I'm sorry; what did you say?" he asked, giving Max a sultry look. Max, please wait on me. Don't leave me. I have to find out if... if I am ... my nerves are reconnecting. If its happening, I will show Max my feelings, until then I will smother her with what ever I can. That decided, he tried to reach for Max, but she was out of reach. Figures as usual, she's out of reach, and with that thought, he frowned.

"Why are you frowning? All I asked is how that ice-wrap feels on your shoulder. Geez, Logan," Max said snarling at his frown.

"Oh. Its freezing fine. Sorry. Is there anything that can be fixed without cooking?" Logan asked, trying not to upset Max.

"Duh, sandwiches. I brought all the junk that doesn't need to be cooked. We can nuke anything else I got from your apartment in the microwave. I can at least do that, thank you very much." She was slightly pissed and started to leave the room.

"Max? Logan said stalling.

"Yeah?" Max turned back to Logan and slowly came near.

Looking at her, he saw weird marks starting from her neckline down to the middle of her cleavage, that was so enticingly showing. "What's that mark on your neck and going down ... um, to ... your...," he couldnt say it, but he sure wanted to feel those round bouncy breasts? Luckily, he had his covers over that part that was rising. Shit, I've got to get my hormones together or this closeness is going to drive me to drink or something.

"Where? Show me." Max said baiting him. She came closer than she had before looking sexily at the man.

Logan gulped at that short two-word sentence. His hand was shaking when he put his fingers on Max's neck. He could hear her breathing faster and he said, "Here all the way down to...." He had stopped talking when his finger traced down an unforgettable trail between her breasts. He cross the trail and softly touched one of her breasts, which sent waves down Max's spine. My God they're so soft and round, humm. His heart was pounding so hard in his chest; he could feel that one lovely scrumptious breast. Running his hand over her nipple, it instantly became hard with his touch and he heard a purring sound coming from inside of her. Oh, that sound is so erotic. I've got to feel more. Moreover, he did. Since she had leaned so close, he could smell her faint perfume mixed with Max herself. That smell along with feeling her breast sent urges he had forgotten he had. He slowly leaned into her and put one succulent kiss on the exposed part of that one breast. There was a louder purring and a groan coming from her. He, on the other hand, hadn't tasted anything as sweet as Max.

Without thinking, Max had moved closer and closer to Logan feeling his touch massaging that one excited breast, she slowly began taking off her top, not sure how but not wanting him to move his hand from that exposed spot. His touch was sending waves of desire throughout her body. She reached up and slowly moved his slender hand, and with in seconds she had her top off and her bra.

Logan's eyes were stunned as well as his brain, with the beauty of the set of breasts bouncing around after they were released from their confinement. Max's breasts were so round and her nipples were so perky and hard. Logan leaned over and started sucking on the one that he had been massaging tenderly. Switching to the neglected one, he again resumed the same soft fervent massage while his mouth was absorbed in the taste of Max with the one that had recently felt his tender touch.

She arched her back close to Logan and with one of her hands, she reached for his hair while trying to get as close as she could to his body. Her other hand had snuck down to his growing part, that he had been trying for days to hide. She found her destination and groaned at his hardness. She then planted kisses along his left collarbone.

Logan released a groan as soon as Max touched him in a way he had never been touched. Her strokes were sending electricity all over his body. He released her breast from his mouth, and took the position on her lips, and drew her to him to gain better access to her delicious mouth. The kiss was one of pent up desire for both of them. While they were kissing, their hands were getting increasingly hard to maneuver over each other since there was little space between them. Gasping for air both, release their kiss and just stared at each other.

Logan finally regained speech enough to say, "I love you Max." A few minutes later a loud, "Max!!" Came from his mouth. He slumped down from the release that Max had been administering to him. She smiled as if she had just struck gold. Logan was in heaven. He couldn't believe what had just happened. Logan's eyes had tears in them. He couldn't help it he was in heaven, and his angel had lifted him up there.

Feeling the wetness around her hand that was under the covers, a proud Max smiled like a cheetah cat. Max and apparently Logan had thought that that feat would never happen since his injury.

"We... need to get some more covers ... pants for you." Max said gasping. Putting her clean hand to his jaw lifted up Logan's head, kissed his lips fervently and passionately as if to tell him everything's okay. She retreated to the closet where the sheets and stuff were.

Logan had regained his sanity by the time she returned with the bedding. She was taking off the covers when he reached out to take Max's hand. She drew close to him with the cover in her now clean hand. Logan placed another sultry and deep kiss on her lips. "I love you, Angel," he said, with all the love and desire he had for her.

Moving slowly away from the bed she said, "We're going to have to get you some clean pants." Trying to compose herself, she moved to the dresser and pulled out his sweat pants. As she was fixing to close the drawer, she spotted a large piece of cloth that would do for a sling. Smiling at herself, she brought both items over to the bed, and tenderly put the folded cloth over Logan's shoulder, and tied it up around his neck. "I think that will do for now," kissing the top of his nose, she pulled the wheelchair over to place him in it in order to make the bed.

He felt so helpless at that moment, because he was still on cloud nine. As if being hypnotized, Logan just let Max take care of him. After all of their lovemaking was removed and in the washer washing, it registered with Logan what had happened.

He lay in fresh covers and pants when Bling came in. Max was singing, putting the sheets in the dryer by the time he showed up. Max had fixed sandwiches for the both of them while the washer was going.

"Knock knock," came the booming voice of Bling. Both Logan and Max had stopped what they were doing and stared. Logan had his laptop, which for right now was a no-no in Bling's book. Max was still folding the sheets from the dryer and other things that needed washing, so she didn't want to interfere with the guys.

Logan looked up from the laptop, saw Bling with his bag of tricks, and sighed. "I just got comfortable Bling," he said like a little kid.

"Okay. Did Max put this around your neck?" Bling said, as he examined the makeshift sling. Logan gave him a look as to say, "don't touch it". "Looks good." Bling said, after the look Logan gave him.

"Yeah," Logan said, with a goofy grin, moving the laptop off his lap. Max sauntered past the doorway and when Bling's back was turned, she blew a kiss at him, which made him grin even wider. She gave him a sultry look before Bling turned around; then she left the doorway and went to the kitchen.

Eyeing his patient, Bling closed the door to Logan's bedroom and approached him and said, "Okay. Why are you in such a good mood? What happened while I was gone?" He looked at Logan in a determined stare.

"Nothing. I was just comfortable thats all. I feel great considering my shoulder is out of whack," Logan said, trying not to grin and spoil the effects he had had with Max earlier. "Why are you looking like that?" Logan asked with a determined look.

"Something happened here, so spill. While Max isn't around, what question did you have, by the way?"

"Oh nothing, it has already been answered," Logan said, then looking as if he had something to hide.

"Oh, really. What was the question anyway?" Bling said, determined to get what had happened while he was gone.

"If ... how we, I could make love being in a wheelchair," he now knew, but he was trying to get out of how he had answered his own question earlier, which put a grin on his face once more.

"I gave you material on the subject when you first got back from the hospital," Bling turned back around facing Logan's grin on his face. Then he knew. He knew that Logan got his answer firsthand. In a low voice Bling said, "Okay, what happened?"

"I saw ... she ... I did ... oh, Bling you don't kiss and tell." Logan felt like a kid that had got caught looking in the girl's dressing room through a hole in the wall. Exasperation was all over his face.

"Thats good enough for me." His eyes lit up and he just smiled. "Max," Bling yelled.

"Shit. Why are you calling Max? You are going to give her an interrogation, too?" Logan asked furiously. Don't do this Bling. Oh Lord, don't ruin it for me. With those thoughts, he shook his head. He knew he had screwed up telling Bling anything even if he hadn't been able to.

Max knocked on the door then came in and said, "You bellowed?" She was still in a wonderful mood because she knew she could please Logan in more ways than one. A smile crept up on her face when she saw Logan. "What do you want, Bling?"

"This guy's going to be in a lot of pain for awhile and I want you to help," Bling said, looking at Max then back to his patient. "When I help Logan up, I need for him to be straight and you holding his body. He needs to be high enough that I can pull his arm straight down. Do you know of something high enough for that here?"

"Is the table too high? Max asked, as she thought about anything else that could be high enough. As she was thinking, Bling noticed the streak under her chin.

He moved towards her saying, "Max what's that red streak on your neck?" He lifted up Max's face to examine it.

"Logan mentioned it earlier. I don't know what it is." Max said nothing about how Logan examined it though.

Logan was looking more intensely at the streak since his fire had been quenched temporarily. He was concerned about his Max.

"Max would you mind if I looked, no, Logan you've seen Max's paint job on her body, right?" Bling said, concerned for her.

Blushing Max said, "Yes he has. Why? I've been kinda busy to take a look at it myself." She wasn't the kind of girl that looked at herself in the mirror because she was always disgusted at what she was. A made thing. A chimera as Logan pointed out when they first met.

Well, I'm going to step out, Logan you look and see if the painting is back then tell me what her skin looks like. I'm gonna call Sam." With that said, he walked to the door and gently closed it and walked into the kitchen. Pulling out his cell phone, dialed Sam's number and was waiting for the results from Max and Logan. "Hey Sam. Yeah I know I just saw you but something has come up concerning Max?"

While Bling was talking to Sam, Max and Logan were feeling uncomfortable about their situation. "Max come here and let me look. I mean, I've felt your beautiful breasts and um, tasted them."

"I can't Logan," she said shyly. "This is as far as I can come."

"What? Why? Did I do something?" Logan was now confused. After what they had just done, why was she now staying away? He didn't understand. He tried getting up from the bed and Max looked like a caged animal. So he didn't move any further. "What's wrong Angel? You can tell me, honest. I love you, please believe me. Angel? Max?"

Max had a glassy look to her eyes. There were tears in them and flushness in her face. She squatted down in the corner not saying a word, just rocking back and forth holding her knees close to her body. She was shivering slightly.

Logan was trying to find out what was going on when Bling opened the door, then Max blurred past him. Where she went, Logan had no idea. Bling turned back around facing Logan and said, "What just happened?"

Logan looked dumbfounded, shaking his head said, "I don't know. I assumed everything was fine. She just squatted there, holding her knees, and said she couldn't come any closer. I started to get up, and she started shaking." He was still confused after recapping everything to Bling. "Bling, help me get in the chair." After several moans and groans, Logan finally was in his wheelchair with Bling's assistance. He wheeled to the hall barely with one hand, looked toward Max's room and the kitchen. Damn. Where are you Max? Don't run now that we have gone this far. These thoughts were running through his mind as he slowly and painfully reached Max's room. Rolling into the room, he noticed a note on the bed.

Logan,

I loved the precious time we spent together, and I would like to complete what we started but not now. I could hurt you at this time. I love you too. Please understand why I can't be with you right now. I promise, I will explain when I get back. Don't worry about me.

Love Always,

Max

When did she have time to write this before, or after, we made love or halfway. "Bling, she's gone!" Logan said sadly with the note in his lap. He wheeled back to the front of the house. He wondered what it was that was going on with her that she ran.

Bling looked at his patient, his friend, and wheeled him to the living room. "Can I fix you some coffee?" He knew Logan was hurting other than his shoulder. Then he remembered he had Sam on the line. "Sam, I'll have to call you later. Max stepped out for a little while."

"Oh no. She shouldnt be out there on the streets." Sam said, with concern in his voice. "I have the results of Max's blood test, when she got spray painted. It doesn't look good Bling. There's some kind of poison in her bloodstream."

"Sam can I call you back. I have to find her. Bye." Bling hung up the phone, went to where Logan was in the kitchen, and sat down. Logan was slumped in his chair going through his mind what had happened earlier. He was shaking his head when Bling came up.

"It was perfect, Bling. At least, I believed it was. I thought I'd have an opportunity to show her like, she showed me. Shit!" He banged the arm of the wheelchair with his fist. "She's beautiful Bling. And I'm not talking about a gorgeous body I'm talking about her soul. She is perfect."

"I know its none of my business but what happened?" Bling asked with sympathy in his voice.

"It was utterly amazing, breathtaking, and mind blowing. It was as if she was molding me. The softness of her fingers, oh, the feel of her fingers around ... um, you know what I mean," Logan said, stopping his brain from moving in the direction it once was in. "I've never felt this way, as long as I've had sex, Bling. The sad part is it was all for me, not her. She understood Bling, what I ... we ... she, could do to help me out. She had done some reading, and I cut her off, damn, I cut the most beautiful woman I had ever met off, since I was questioning myself. Oh God, what am I going to do now that she's gone? I can't show her how I feel. I don't understand this note; do you Bling?" Logan looked at his trainer hoping he would know."

Reading the note that Logan gave him, he shook his head and sadly said, "There's more bad news, Logan. Max has been poisoned by that spray paint." Bling didn't know any other way to soften the blow of that news.

Logan wheeled from one room to another trying to think what to do with the news of Max's demise. Cale, you got to get it together. Where would she go? Who would she talk to? Think man. "I cant lose her again, I just can't."

"Bling can I use your cell if mine's bugged for some reason, I don't want Cindy to get in the middle of this." Bling gave the phone to Logan. "Thanks" was all he said until Cindy got on the line. "Cindy, Logan. Is Max with you? No? Damn, no, we didn't have a fight, at least I don't think we did. She's acting strange." Then it dawned on him what it was. "Shit. Cindy when was her last ... um, heat thingy, you know, her heat cycle? Has she called you. She has, when? About ten minutes ago and wants you to meet her there."

"Listen sugar, if she is in full blown heat you had better get there quick. She'll crawl on any male she wants. It would be best if you came down there, kupeach?" she said, warning that Max can be a wild woman during these times.

"Okay. Well, watch her and don't let her ... you know, go with anyone. She also has another problem too. Sam found poison in her blood. Bling and I are heading that way," Logan hung up nervously after remembering what Max's first problem was.

"Now you know what was wrong with Max?" Bling asked, relieved that something was straight.

"You remember when she first ... came back ... from being dead? Well, she was acting strange and I told her to go home if she didn't feel good. The undercover mission would be blown but if she didn't feel good, there wasn't any sense in her going. Then she went and wound up screwing one of the guys. I never knew what was going on, but now that I think about it, it also happened on our anniversary. She didn't want to come over then. She fought so hard, she used that guy, Rafer. Damn, I have to get her attention. If she is out of control could she hurt me, Bling?" Logan asked but he was sure he would be there for her always if she would have him.

"No. No, I don't think so. It'll probably be great since your getting, you know, back. But be careful though. She's a strong little woman.

"Let's go in my car, you drive Bling. I've got enough trouble with me transfering with one hand so...." Bling cut him off. He said he would drive.

At Crash, Cindy was doing everything she could to calm Max down. She took her to the pool table, had a game with her, but that wasn't enough of a distraction. Her eyes kept wondering over the delectable males, until she spotted her one and only. Hissing, she then said, "How did he find me, damn? Cindy, cover for me, please? I'll sneak around to the front door, he won't catch me that way."

"Sugar, Original Cindy is going to tell you again. You gotta step to the real world about you and Logan. By now, he knows the score. So go to him. He loves you girl. Tell him," Cindy was trying to get Max back and not the feline Max.

"Bling, cover the stairs and I'll be here for her. If she wants me that is, Logan thought, before he saw her. She was swaying just like a cat eyeing her prey. "Hey sexy, why did you come after me? I'm too strong for you. Go home Logan," Max said, as she was so entertained with the goings-on around. She hadn't noticed Logan coming over and putting her hand in his, rubbing circles in her palm trying to calm his kitten down. Gently, pulling her down to sit in his lap, he started to kiss her neck, her collar bone and last but not least those rosy red lips. He heard her purring softly. She was rolled up like a kitten wanting her belly rubbed and other things.

Logan moved them to the car. While Bling got in the drivers side, Logan transferred to the passenger side and Max broke his chair down in a matter of minutes, then was back in Logan's lap. He was paying attention to her again and the feline side of Max liked that more than anything. Getting back to the safe house, Max was too out of it to notice anything or anyone around or in the house. She had one thing on her mind, Logan Cale. He said he'd take care of me. PURRR, Feline Max thought. At the safe house, Logan had a time getting Max out of his lap.

"Nope, you said you'd take care of me, Logan," Max knew she sounded horribly like a spoiled child but she had waited for two years for this, and she was going to get some tonight.

"Okay, Angel here we go. Your bedroom or mine? Condoms, shit. Max do you by chance have some ... uh ... condoms. We have to have condoms, since ... will just have to... Max do you have any condoms?" Logan was getting desperate now. Bling happened to have two, which should have been fine, Logan thought.

"Ill see you later tomorrow okay?" Bling was snickering at the two.

"Fine ... oh, my gosh ... bye," That's all Logan said to his friend, then he was blown away by Max. Bling left before the noise got any louder.

Max had taken control for a little bit by taking all of his clothes, including his socks off. Her clothes went the same way. She had chosen Logan's room but Max had a bigger bed. Nevertheless, Logan's was the closest at the time.

"Max do you have any request for music?" Logan said, stalling. His mind was racing as well as his hormones. Cale you can't just take advantage of her like that. She'll hate you when she's over this. No, do something else, he thought really stalling now. Trying to find some wine, tea, water, or coffee, something to keep from going back to his room right then.

"Logan, come here," Max said with a sing-song voice. Purring loudly when he wheeled in almost naked except for a towel he had managed to grab in the kitchen. Not having anything to drink he again asked, "What music do you prefer during sex." That caught Max off guard by the word, 'sex'. Was this only sex to him? Yes, you dope, it is for me. Shut up. No, I want to make love to the man, not just have sex with him. Like earlier in the evening, that was love. Pure old love for the man she worshipped. Sex, no. Max had temporarily won the battle with her feline side. She withdrew herself again into a little ball. It was at that time the real Max appeared to Logan. "Get your clothes on," she said, shaking now at the site of Logan almost naked. She could hardly control herself. "Logan hurry!" Her eyes were very dilated by this time and it was getting harder and harder to control herself from pouncing on him. One last brave effort she said, "Logan, Help!" Then his Max was gone for the duration.

Logan had put a shirt and sweat pants on by the time she said the last word. "Oh shit." He looked up to the swaying cheetah before him. With a lustful look in her eyes, she was on all fours naked, which sent Logans pulse racing. The beautiful figure in front of him astounded him. Her eyes were big and full of desire, but he knew it wasn't his Max, his angel.

Before going to Crash, Bling had injected Logan's shoulder with some kind of numbing medicine and given him a few pain pills. Logan didn't know what was about to happen, all he knew the beautiful cat-lady was not his Max. He just had to remember that with those tantalizing lips, eyes, and oh yes, those breasts were not Max.

He planned in his head what he was going to do about this situation and hoped it would be enough. Wheeling slowly over to the bed, he was preparing to transfer to it when he said, "For sex how do you want me? I mean, I'm unable to use one arm but then you were quite happy with it this evening.

Max perked up from staring at the tantalizing figure near the bed. Anyway you want it, honey. No. He's mine, go away. His Max was gone again.

"You have to help me get in the bed for you to get what you need a good screwing, right?" Logan was baiting her now.

"Oh yeah," Max said, as she leaped from the bed gently lifting him. Trying to get himself comfortable, he made an unsuccessful change that caught Max's attention. The attention was under the covers unnerved Logan with his body. His body was uncooperative at this time with look of the exposed shapely body of Max. Standing in all her glory before Logan, she was looking at him still with lust in her eyes.

He tried to lie as still as possible, but even though there was a little pain in his shoulder, he was not going to scream for anything. Three little words came out of his mouth before that attack was to commence and that meant so much that his Max came back. "I love you," aloud to the world even. His love set her free.

"Logan, are you all right? Did I hurt you? I'll leave now; I'm sorry," Max said, as she shyly dropped to the bed in a heap. She knew, or rather she felt she had not attacked Logan in such away, as she had in the past, because she didn't feel the shame that followed after her little romps. She just felt tired with all that sexual energy to mate inside of her still building up again. Until she found the right mate and only then, will she'd be able to release her true spirit of the wild. She was in hell until that time. But with this man it might be sooner than later, who knew. Unbeknownst to the real world there is a controversy raging inside all chimeras between the animal side and the human.

That blood transfusion was just now rising in Logan, but he did not know that yet. Max not realizing, transfused Logan setting him up to be in the same battle as her, which will win the animal or the human side. Manticore knew their chimeras" fates but no one else, because they were the ones that made her a soldier, a breeder, or a woman. Max had sealed the same fate for Logan in that aspect unbeknownst to either of them.

Climbing shakily from the bed, gathered up her clothes, and proceeded out the door of the bedroom. She felt so small and humiliated that she didn't hear Logan say anything. Her heightened hearing did not hear her love.

In her room, she fell on the bed and cried. She had humiliated herself so much and to the one man her heart belonged to, that she just wanted to die. Her tears flowed freely now. She lay in a tight ball with her arm encircling her legs so no one would enter her world.

While she was grieving, Logan had transferred to his wheelchair, thank goodness Max had not stripped him down again, made his way to Max's room. There he heard, hurt and tears he had not wanted to hear from the woman he loved. He sat there for several moments contemplating what he should do. Wheeling himself between his and her bedrooms, his heart was so heavy he decided to rescue Max from her solitude.

"Max, can I come in?" He said, as he lightly knocked on her door. He could hear finally movement in the room, Max appeared in a robe that he had purchased for her so long ago.

"Come in, its your house," Max said, as she regained some control over her emotions.

"No, this is a safe house. And furthermore, it's not mine yet." He was trying to lighten the tension between the two of them. "Are you okay?" He started to touch her face but she moved away.

This scene seemed like deja vu. When she had killed her brother, Ben. He had asked the same thing of Max, she was clutching the robe the same way. How many times had he asked that over the two years?

She had shied away, that was a bad sign. He decided to approach her in another way, he wheeled himself in her room and transfered to the bed. Lying on the bed, Logan said, "Max, come here." It wasn't in a harsh tone or even a strong one. It was kind and gentle tone that she had grown to love from this man.

Max tried to not go, but her heart made her do differently. As she approached Logan, he had a smile so soft and loving for her. "Okay, I'm here," she said softly almost a whisper. Logan noticed the tears stains on her lovely face. He was hurting for her. He patted the bed and said, "Come lie down. You need your rest."

Shyly, she complied. Lying next to Logan was a dream come true. Her heart was pounding and so was Logan's. He reached over to her and her to him. He didn't try anything. He just wanted to comfort her. She lay in his arm while relaxing all the while. Early in the morning they both fell into a deep sleep.

"Logan, why are you here? You shouldn't be here ... with me. I'm not human. I proved that last night," Max tried not to look at him.

"Max, it wasn't you. I'll be where ever you are. Yes, you are human," He was saying while he walked toward her. "Where is this place?"

"It's where I was when you came to see me a few weeks ago. I saw you coming from there." Max was now pointing at the earth. Logan finally understood. They were dreaming together again. He reached for her and held her tightly. He kissed her softly on her forehead and then her lips.

Max recoiled away from Logan. "Go away Logan. You're better off letting me go. All I am is poison to anyone I care and love, don't you see," she said in desperation. "Look what I did to you tonight. I demanded sex from you. I ... I don't want you to go through that again. It's something that is apart of me that I can't control and now ... I've put you through it. I'm sorry. Renfro said I was poison and she was right. Let me go, Logan," she said, trying not to cry.

"Max, will you trust me when I tell you something? Do you trust me?" Logan said trying to bring her back to him.

"Yes, I always trusted you ... even though you didn't trust me," Max said sadly.

"When? I've always trusted you, even with my life," Logan exclaimed.

"No, you didn't. The time with Ben; do you remember?" She said, revealing the time with Logan. Logan thought it was like watching a movie screen at the theater.

"I did...." He was cut off with the showing. The movie revealed his distrust for Max and then those stupid pictures showing up. Then it switched to Max and Ben in the park fighting. Lydecker's men were closing in, then that fatal moment when she snapped her brothers neck. At that scene, Max was clutching herself crying, trying to hold on to some sanity. Then came the distrusting blow that Logan had bestowed on her finding the pictures, before he had a chance to destroy them. Not trusting her enough to ask what and where they were from.

"Why didn't you ask me about them? Why didn't you ask about my brother Ben? Why Logan?" She asked pleading for an answer this time.

He looked at her solemnly and said, "Max, I was confused at seeing those pictures and I felt that if you wanted to talk about Ben you would have. I'm sorry I didn't. By what I saw you were hurting so much, I sat there accusing you of things you had no control over." He could not believe that after all this time she worried about the pictures. But about Ben, he didn't know. How she had hurt; he did not know. He would somehow make it up to her. Given the chance, he would prove to her that he trusted her completely.

Then the show switched to Eric, then to Rafer. What lead her to be with them then he understood. She had loved him since almost the first time she had come back in his life. Then it switched to him and his gun. He felt the horror and love for him at the same time. In real life, he had not felt this.

Then to Logan's confusion, it switched to her life at Manticore and recently when he thought she was dead. What she went through before she came back to him and that of a child.

"There are so many things I did not understand. The life you led back then, to the life you have to lead now. I do understand now, but don't leave because of this tonight. We're here together, that's all that matters ... to me at least. I love you so much. Please come back with me?" Logan asked pleadingly to Max.

"Are you sure Logan? You want me, a chimera?" She interned asked Logan pleadingly.

Yes. Yes, my angel. Yes, if you have me with all my hang-ups," Logan was saying with excitement in his voice.

"Shit. What about the next day, when I'm in heat still. It will be worse tomorrow," she said shaking her head. She knew it was too good to be true.

"Like I said, Max I know you. If this wasn't our first time together, it would have been different, but it was. I want to make love to you, it's not just having sex. I ... I didn't even know that I ... I could until today," he said blushing. "You come to me, please. I'll take care of you," he said, with love in his eyes.

Smiling Max said, "Promise?"

"Promise," Logan said, holding his beloved angel tightly.

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This is just the beginning of the adventure. Stay tuned. Don't turn that dial. Please keep the reviews coming. Thanks. ;}

Next: will be a cross-over with NCIS character Tony DiNozzo, Logan's cousin.