Authors Note: Well here's chapter 9. I got 6 reviews last chapter... this time I'll ask for seven....It took me like the whole day to finish this so i'll be doing homework until one oclock...geez...all in the name of writing....it's ok this was funner anyways...I'm sorry for all grammer messups and typos....also i think i switch tenses alot when i'm not supposed to...oh well....its all supposed to be present except third person POVs....I think it's all basically ended now....only a few chapters left.... I think I'll go up till 12....But it depends....The point of this chapter was to show that they ARE going to be together...forever...no matter how those fucking show writeers have them apart....im j/k i love you writers! just... PLEASE... kill asha! and rafer! (this all refers to spoilers) have dun readng and review!

Chapter Nine - Logan's POV

I watch as her chest rises and falls as she breathes. Thank god she's breathing though. For four days now I've sat here at her bedside. Every so often the seizures reclaim her body, and the bed would shakes with her tremors. She never sleeps; she just lies there in so much pain she can barely talk, barely open her eyes. She hasn't said one word but just gasps and moans with ache.

Over the four days I've slept about four hours. It was the most terrible sleep I have ever gotten. I would nod off; not wanting to leave Max alone, but then when I woke up I wouldn't be the least bit refreshed. The dreams were gone. Now it was all just a big, black room. In my dreams I just sat there in the darkness mourning my poor injured Max.

I look at the clock. It reads, 3:24 AM.

Max's POV

I look to the chair next to me where Logan should be, he's sleeping. I don't know how long it's been since I kicked Logan's ass but the bruises are almost gone and the only thing remaining of his scar is a little scab.

The pain has gone away, I have never had a seizure that badly. It felt like it lasted like days, months even. I don't remember what happened after I started to seize other than being in Logan's arm. Everything else was a blur. I can't remember sleeping because my dream Logan was never been there to soothe my pain. But I don't remember being awake because then the real Logan would be there. I look up at his sleeping form next to my bed before I, too need some rest.

This dream starts out so much like the last. Logan is in the corner of a dark room. He sobs over and over again how he needs Max. Max is suddenly there and she approaches the awe-struck Logan. Lights are lit and the room shines with an enchanting light. "I need to know, Max." He looks at her imploringly. "Are you..." Max walks forward wrapping her arms around his neck.

"I'm here forever, Logan." She whispers into his chest, moving even closer to him. Lovingly he puts his arms around her waist and they stand there rocking back and forth to the music only they can hear. Logan pushes max away only just far enough so he can look into her eyes.

"This will work."

"We'll make it." Her voice is slightly shaky but is serious.

"I never meant to hurt you, Max" His voice takes on an apologetic tone and he remorsefully looks into her eyes.

"Logan, I hurt you more than you ever hurt me. I'm sorry. I love you so much. But I still hurt you and I'm sorry. I just..." The tears she's been holding back take over and she begins to cry. He encircles her further in his arms and once more they stand there listening to the other's breath and heart beat. Soon, they are the same. Max lightly moves her hands from around his shoulders to meet his behind her back. She brings them to their side and looks him deep in the eye. "I regret walking out on you more than anything I have ever done in my life." Her voice is scared and pleasing for acceptance.

A small smile tugs at his face and he gives her hands a reassuring squeeze. "Max, baby, I could never not forgive you. I know you didn't mean it. When you hit me I know it was just reaction and it's ok." Her eyes brimmed with tears and she began to close the distance in between them. They lean their foreheads against each other and their noses slightly touch. They are standing with arms by their sides, holding hands. "I just wish it wasn't just a dream."

"Then let's make it not." She is sure and confident this time.

"Forever eyes. Dark. Somebody's angel." He mumbles, quoting his poem.

"You're angel, Eyes only. Mr. Eye's Dark angel. I am, and always be yours."

"Will it all be the same? When we wake up, when we're back in the real world?"

"Of course it will baby, of course" And with that they both close their eyes at the same time. They are gone.

End note: Well, howd ya like it? too mushy? not mushy enough? hmm.... I think I should have had them kiss.... did you all notice that in all the dreams they NEVER kiss...oh and the chapter names make like a sentence or two.... dont forget....be responsible and review! I'm serious too...if i dont get good reviews i will kill off the story....and for all u non-reviewing writers.....you SUCK!