The penthouse seemed quiet as a lone female figure sat nearby the ledge of the window wearing a brown top and blue jeans. She had been sitting in the living room looking lifeless for hour's before that.
"Logan I'm gonna go down and double check on the car. I think Sara's in a funk you might want to talk to her." suggested Bling with a worried look on his face as he studied Sara.
"This has been bad week and tommorow will get worse." said Logan looking back towards the living room and Sara. He had seriously considered getting her professional help but he knew Sara was a survivor.
"It'll only be that way if you let it." prompted Bling putting on his jacket.
"I don't see as I have a choice." stated Logan.
"Life is about choices." remarked Bling walking to the door.
"Aren't you suposed to be checking on the car?" reminded Logan.
"Your right. Someone should look after 'The car'". replied Bling as he turned to look back breifly at both him and Sara.
"I've got a call to make." said Logan as he turned away and headed for the study. Logan activated the scrambbler and made a call.
"Is this Jondie? or is this Jace?" asked Logan upon hearing a female voice at the other end of the line.
"Jondie" answered the voice at the other end.
"How are the others and little Marc doing? That's good. Make sure they don't go anywhere. Are my people there? Good. Have them get you whatever you need and stay out of sight." insisted Logan as Jondie filled him in on everyones status.
"I've got everything arranged. You want to meet us there? Alright. Sara?... She's not doing too well Jondie. Can you look after her when I'm not there? Thank you." continued a grateful Logan. He put down the phone and left the room.
"What did she say?" asked Sara as Logan came back into the living room. Sara had been sitting by the window, looking at nothing in particular. Her mind was elsewhere.
"That was Jondie. She says the others will meet us there. She seemed worried about you." said Logan with a expression to match his statement.
"It was my fault that they came here in the first place. Zack wouldn't have...and mother..." said Sara as the memories started to bring her to the brink of tears again. She had been a wreck for days and she still was, but it was fading ever so slowly.
"I know Max but there is anything that you could've done for him. He choose to do what he did for his own reasons." said Logan. He and Sara had been having this conversation for days now. Sometimes she was okay with it and other times she didn't want to move. It frightend him how fragile she had become but yet he knew the old Max was still there and he felt sure she would be fine. She had to be.
"Yes, but I was that reason." said an emotional Sara as she moved to the couch. A part of her mind was aware that Logan had been trying to cheer her up for the last week by calling her Max again. She did feel a bit better but the memories kept returning to haunt her.
"Many good people have suffered or worse at Lydecker's hands. We can't change the past or we'd be here forever trying to bash ourselves over the head to what was so obvious." rationalized Logan as he sat across from her. He had been having the same guilty feeling as Sara but she didn't need to know about it.
"With all my enhancements it didn't matter." continued Sara looking at her hands and arms. Logan took her hand in his and gave it a reassuring squeeze.
"Like I said Max your just as human as the rest of us." said Logan smiling at her.
"Max, I think you should go into the bedroom and get some sleep." continued Logam.
"I.. I can't sleep." said Sara.
"Come on I need some rest too." said Logan.
"Logan. I got a better idea." said Sara with a spark of life in her that Logan had missed for the last few days.
"What is it?" asked Logan back.
"Can we go to our special place one last time?" asked Sara. She almost felt a sense of relief just saying it.
Logan felt a queasy feeling in the pit of his stomach just thinking about it but he agreed.
"I'll have Bling ..." began Logan.
"No. Let's take the bicycles. I've already done most of the packing for tommorow anyway." insisted Sara. Logan nodded his head and grabbed their jackets as Sara stood for a moment looking at what had been her home.
Logan actually enjoyed biking with Sara. He must have picked it up from Sara and her friends at Jam Pony.
"Come on slow poke!" prodded Sara from the front.
"Couldn't you at least have given me a fifteen minute head start?" asked Logan jokingly.
"You need to lose some weight sitting all day doing those broadcasts of yours. You haven't done a run like this since I got sick that time" said Sara smiling back at him.
"Don't remind me. It was embarassing." said smiling Logan back at her. Sara seemed almost cheerful and his own mood began to change as well. He hoped that it would last.
The base of the needle was within sight prompting Sara to peddle faster. Logan trailed behind and did his best to keep up. Sara decided to stop to give Logan a chance to catch his breath but instead he took the opportunity to get ahead of her.
"Thank's for the head start Max!" said Logan speeding by her. She laughed and got back on her bike. When they arrived she felt a cold hand reach down into her heart taking away most of the warm feeling from moments ago. She turned and looked towards Logan. Sara now knew what was really upseting her.
Loga couldn't believe how tired he was from the biking and the walk up here was certainly no help. He stood for a moment looking at Sara staring over the edge. Logan had often wondered if it was genetics that allowed Sara to stand up here without getting ill or was it in her nature to challenge things that would cripple others with fear.
"Do you remember the frist time I brought you up here?" asked Sara looking back at Logan as a full moon hovered above them. She felt free of all the pain and guilt up here. It had been awhile since she made the trek to the needle.
"How can I forget. My stomach still does back flips but it was worth it." joked Logan as his eyes met Sara's but then she turned abruptly away.
"I wish we could just go back to those days..." remarked Sara as her voice grew distant.
"So do I." said Logan as he moved next to her to stare out at the Seattle.
"Why can't it be this way?" asked
Logan didn't answer. All he could do was hold Sara in his arms. He could already feel himself falling into the abyss below as the seconds ticked away. What would life be without...? he didn't want to think about it to much