Chapter 12
The "be careful's" and "I will's"
AN: Alas do not hate me forever.
There were a million things that needed to be said.
A million reasons not to say them.
A million reasons they needed to be said.
Still they went unsaid. Unspoken. Unwritten.
Max left that night, Logan watched quietly from his perch in front of the vast windows his penthouse afforded.
The "Be careful's" and the promised "I will's" had echoed off the walls until they'd threatened to consume him.
Madness knocked on his door and beckoned for him to let her in. She'd claim his troubled soul and make the word beautiful again, she promised release from the pain that clawed at his heart. But he did not let her in and she walked away quickly replaced.
Regret. Now here was a foe that Logan didn't know how to cope with. He didn't bother to knock, simply walked in and flopped down on his couch as Max used to.
Logan let out a bitter chuckle.
Pity had apparently walked in right behind Regret. She stood behind him, hand on his shoulder.
Logan shook the feelings off.
Max was gone. He still had a job to do. And no amount of wasted tears would make Seattle any safer for Max, no amount of guilt would bring her back.
Logan started to roll over to the phone to dial Bling's number. He might as well get things started.
A book of poetry sat perched on the edge of a table and as he rolled by it caught his eye. Pausing, he grabbed the book and changed his route. Instead of the phone Logan made his way to his bedroom. It was late, Bling would still be there in the morning and there wasn't much they could do now anyway.
After he had readied himself for bed and had transfered to his bed, Logan took the book in his hands once more.
Opening the book he read half-heartly until he chanced upon a poem that brought a smile to his face. Reaching into the drawer of the table by his bed, he pulled out a piece of paper and pencil and proceeded to write. When finished with the note he folded it and placed it in the book with a smile.
Turning off the light, he was asleep almost before he hit the pillow.
"494 and 452 have left Seattle sir." Lydecker smiled as he dismissed the soldier.
"I don't understand sir. If you want to recapture the X-5's why let them get away again?" Amused with the private's question Lydecker answered with a satisfied grin.
"We needed them out of the way so that we can capture Eyes Only." he proceeded to inform. It wasn't really any of the private's business and Lydecker should have been putting the private back in his place but he found that he'd much rather share his plan with someone.
"Why not just take them back when you capture Eyes Only then?"
"452 will not rest until she has Eyes Only back. If we were to capture 494 and 452 with Eyes Only we could not be assured of the recapture of the rest of the X-5's. 452 will turn to her siblings for help, luring them out of hiding..." Lydecker drifted off contently.
"You are hopeing that she will try something?" the private questioned.
"I know she will."
Max couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.
As the two raced side by side toward Canada and the darkness grew into dawn she decided she couldn't take the nagging feeling anymore and pulled off to the side of the road.
Grabbing her phone she furiously dialed Logan's number, fear increaseing as each minute passed.
"Max come on. I'm sure he's fine. Let's go." Alec whined pulling off next to her.
The phone rang three times before it was picked up.
"Logan?" she questioned before the person on the other line could answer.
"Max..." it wasn't Logan's voice, it was Bling's. Something was wrong.
"Bling? Where is Logan?" Max asked frantically, already starting to turn her bike around. Alec too noticing the fear in Max's voice, turned his bike back toward Seattle.
"Something happened last night Max..." Bling continued.
Alec noticed Max's face take on a ghastly shade of white and her mumbled affirmitives.
When she hung up the phone and swore under her breath he knew something had gone wrong.
"We're going back to Seattle." she ordered suddenly taking charge again. "Manticore paid a visit while we were away." she bit out revving her bike and taking off at full speed.
Alec didn't need to be told twice.
AN: the ending is quickly coming upon us. I'm thinking one maybe two more chapters. Think Star Wars Empire Strikes Back if you must. I gotta let Deck have the upper hand once. He deserves it after all this MIA crap they been pulling this season. Don't panic there will be a sequal...I'm not that cruel. I can't leave my characters hanging in such angst forever.
The "be careful's" and "I will's"
AN: Alas do not hate me forever.
There were a million things that needed to be said.
A million reasons not to say them.
A million reasons they needed to be said.
Still they went unsaid. Unspoken. Unwritten.
Max left that night, Logan watched quietly from his perch in front of the vast windows his penthouse afforded.
The "Be careful's" and the promised "I will's" had echoed off the walls until they'd threatened to consume him.
Madness knocked on his door and beckoned for him to let her in. She'd claim his troubled soul and make the word beautiful again, she promised release from the pain that clawed at his heart. But he did not let her in and she walked away quickly replaced.
Regret. Now here was a foe that Logan didn't know how to cope with. He didn't bother to knock, simply walked in and flopped down on his couch as Max used to.
Logan let out a bitter chuckle.
Pity had apparently walked in right behind Regret. She stood behind him, hand on his shoulder.
Logan shook the feelings off.
Max was gone. He still had a job to do. And no amount of wasted tears would make Seattle any safer for Max, no amount of guilt would bring her back.
Logan started to roll over to the phone to dial Bling's number. He might as well get things started.
A book of poetry sat perched on the edge of a table and as he rolled by it caught his eye. Pausing, he grabbed the book and changed his route. Instead of the phone Logan made his way to his bedroom. It was late, Bling would still be there in the morning and there wasn't much they could do now anyway.
After he had readied himself for bed and had transfered to his bed, Logan took the book in his hands once more.
Opening the book he read half-heartly until he chanced upon a poem that brought a smile to his face. Reaching into the drawer of the table by his bed, he pulled out a piece of paper and pencil and proceeded to write. When finished with the note he folded it and placed it in the book with a smile.
Turning off the light, he was asleep almost before he hit the pillow.
"494 and 452 have left Seattle sir." Lydecker smiled as he dismissed the soldier.
"I don't understand sir. If you want to recapture the X-5's why let them get away again?" Amused with the private's question Lydecker answered with a satisfied grin.
"We needed them out of the way so that we can capture Eyes Only." he proceeded to inform. It wasn't really any of the private's business and Lydecker should have been putting the private back in his place but he found that he'd much rather share his plan with someone.
"Why not just take them back when you capture Eyes Only then?"
"452 will not rest until she has Eyes Only back. If we were to capture 494 and 452 with Eyes Only we could not be assured of the recapture of the rest of the X-5's. 452 will turn to her siblings for help, luring them out of hiding..." Lydecker drifted off contently.
"You are hopeing that she will try something?" the private questioned.
"I know she will."
Max couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.
As the two raced side by side toward Canada and the darkness grew into dawn she decided she couldn't take the nagging feeling anymore and pulled off to the side of the road.
Grabbing her phone she furiously dialed Logan's number, fear increaseing as each minute passed.
"Max come on. I'm sure he's fine. Let's go." Alec whined pulling off next to her.
The phone rang three times before it was picked up.
"Logan?" she questioned before the person on the other line could answer.
"Max..." it wasn't Logan's voice, it was Bling's. Something was wrong.
"Bling? Where is Logan?" Max asked frantically, already starting to turn her bike around. Alec too noticing the fear in Max's voice, turned his bike back toward Seattle.
"Something happened last night Max..." Bling continued.
Alec noticed Max's face take on a ghastly shade of white and her mumbled affirmitives.
When she hung up the phone and swore under her breath he knew something had gone wrong.
"We're going back to Seattle." she ordered suddenly taking charge again. "Manticore paid a visit while we were away." she bit out revving her bike and taking off at full speed.
Alec didn't need to be told twice.
AN: the ending is quickly coming upon us. I'm thinking one maybe two more chapters. Think Star Wars Empire Strikes Back if you must. I gotta let Deck have the upper hand once. He deserves it after all this MIA crap they been pulling this season. Don't panic there will be a sequal...I'm not that cruel. I can't leave my characters hanging in such angst forever.
