See NiteMan that's my problem, the Max and Logan aren't the Max and Logan from Art attack, I'm going for Max and Logan which are similar to other episodes hell even possibly moments from the next season. I think I might be getting better though guys (so less complaining) because it's starting to be less transcripty I think, I hope. Oh well at least I'm not cursing this chapter and I didn't stop three million times writing it.


Chapter 29

She woke up confused, she was unsure why as she stretched a hand across Logan's chest.

"Good morning"

She looked up startled to see him smiling down, wide awake; she gave him a confused look. Why was he up so early? The only time he ever woke up before her was in the hospital, she'd wake him up sometimes getting up, but he was never awake before her…She smiled…Okay well sometimes he was, but that wasn't the look she was getting.

"It's just after seven" he said still smiling, "I think you were tired."

"You're pulling my leg right?"

He shook his head, "Been awake watching you sleep since for a good ten minutes."

She laughed and used his chest to push herself up, "You were watching me sleep?"

"Seeing you sleep is like seeing a blue sunrise."

She laughed, "Well the good news is, you're awake to cook me breakfast for once." He'd try to feed her at her apartment, but their stash of food was never anything to talk about.

"I live to serve you" he joked pushing back the covers.

-o-o-o-o-o-o-

She sat on the toilet brushing her teeth watching Logan standing in a pair of blue plaid pajama bottoms doing the same.

This is just odd, she thought to herself. Yup entirely too domestic, she thought as she stood and walked over to spit, he moved to the side as he continued. She looked up into the mirror as she continued on. He smiled toothbrush in mouth, his eyes twinkled as he saw her watching them. She couldn't help but smile back at his hair going in every direction like normal, but also flattened in spots, his eyes glassless. She'd tried his glasses on before, his vision wasn't that bad, things for him were just slightly blurry when he didn't wear them, he hadn't gone out to the living room to retrieve them before heading into the bathroom. She realized her hair wasn't looking too great either after being up for most of the night and more than just a little hairspray; at least the leftover eyeliner and mascara hadn't left her with raccoon eyes. Logan spit and started to rinse his mouth and stood back as Max did the same.

"Good morning" Logan said placing a hand on her back and pulling her close as they finished.

She smiled as they separated, still tasting the mintiness of his mouth lingering in her own. Yup waaay too domestic.

"So what are you in the mood for? Not eggs, I think there are only two. So pancakes, waffles? I think I have bacon still."

"Ooh bacon"

His eyes crinkled in the corners at her, "Pancakes or waffles to go with that Miss?"

"Are you kidding? Waffles" she said with a shake of her head.

He continued his server role, "Coming right up."

"Umm Logan" she called up just as he was leaving the bathroom.

He turned back

"You should probably put on a shirt before you try cooking the bacon." She smiled thinking of hearing his screams as the fat attacked him, but loved his body way too much to risk damaging it even the slightest bit.

He looked down and smiled again "Good call"

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"Is Logan feeling okay?" Kendra asked from the couch as Max walked into the apartment a few hours later carrying her dress.

"Yea" she said confused, Logan had been fine for two weeks, doctor clearanced for over a week.

"Are you feeling okay?" she asked before she took a sip of her coffee

"Yea fine" she said shaking her head unable to understand where her roommate was going with this.

"It's almost ten thirty Max"

"I've been at Logan's this late before" she draped her dress over the couch.

"Yea Max when Logan decided to play knight in shining armor and when the boy was shot. So once more I'm asking are you sure Logan's okay?"

Max laughed, "Yea, he's fine. I stayed for breakfast." Max dropped onto the sofa next to Kendra and made a face, "Oh jesus…" Max said raising a hand to cover her nose from the offending smell, "That smells nasty." Max stood and crossed the room.

Kendra took a sniff of her coffee and made a face, "You're getting spoiled Max. It smells no nastier than usual. But you know you'd think you'd swipe some coffee from lover boy's apartment every once in awhile. Share the love."

"I'll try to remember that." she smiled grabbing her dress and walking into her room.

-o-o-o-o-o-o-

Six grand on a dress, Max shakes her head hanging up the dress. Then again, Max walks over to her dresser and looks at the Bast statue that had turned up again one morning after Logan had stayed over.

These are the kind of reminders that show just how different Logan and I are. We don't belong in each other's worlds as much as we might want to.

She walks back over to the dress and pulls it out slightly, All of this is gonna end one day, it can't last. We've proven that. This will all be over soon. All I'm gonna be left with are memories and probably a pretty broken heart. Oh well like Logan said, at least it's not today.

She sighed pushing the dress back in the closet and tried not to think of tomorrow.