Title: Images From The Mind
Author: Lucy Mars
Rating: Bleh…I don't know. PG-13? Yeah, that's good.
Disclaimer: Wouldn't I be hanging out with the cast if I owned Dark Angel? Hmm?
A.N. Thank you, thank you to everyone who REVIEWED!! I'm glad that you liked it. Whoo…I was so afraid that people would be like 'Ewww'. ;) I'm vacationing in Paris right now, and I was going to wait until I got home before I continued posting. BUT I read all the reviews and I just couldn't leave you guys hanging. I'll be posting as quickly as I can!
Chapter #3
Soft ribbons of gold fluttered around the room. Playing against the dark mood. The morning air was clean and pure. A gentle breeze fluttered though an open window, into the master bedroom. Sweeping across the two slumbering forms, and driving out the night fog.
As the suns rays swept over her, Max awoke. Her body and soul felt renewed. Her body no longer ached, and her soul no longer cried.
Her surroundings became clear, and Max realized where she was. 'Home,' she thought smiling softly, 'I'm home.'
Max didn't know how long she'd been awake before she realized that she was alone in the bed. Shifting in alarm, she didn't feel Logan laying with her. Then she realized that someone was clutching her hand. Turning her head, she saw Logan. He was half on the bed and half on a chair.
With her free hand, Max softly touched Logan's beautiful face. He always looked so serene and free while asleep. During the hours that they lay together, Max loved to watch him sleep. However, now his expression was a grim one. One of worry.
Tracing the dried paths of his tears, Max let her own tears fall. Though she was a soldier…she was also a soldier in love. Madly in love.
As soft fingers traced the contours of his face, and the morning air swept across him, Logan awoke to find himself dreaming. Opening his heavy lids, he found himself looking at an angel. His angel, "Max…"
"Morning," she said giving him a tender smile.
Squinting against the morning light, Logan reached out and found himself living a dream, "Oh Max," he gasped sitting up and engulfing her in his embrace, "You're real…and your here."
"Yeah," Max laughed resting in his capable arms, "I am."
Burying his face in her hair, he just held her. Content with the fact that she was here with him. And would be with him forever.
Closing her eyes, Max held on to Logan. To their future together. Vowing to never left go.
Both left time pass by them. Just holding onto one another. Promising to hold on throughout the rest of eternity.
"I love you," Logan said breaking their silent melody.
His declaration of love touched the darkest corner of her heart and shined a light. A blinding light that was their love. Letting her tears of pearls fall, Max pulled Logan closer, "I know. I love you too."
Pulling away so that he could see her, Logan wiped her tears away. Smiling gently, he kissed away her tears of joy.
Closing her eyes, Max smiled softly. Letting his lips find her tears. And for a moment, everything was all right with the world.
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Soon the peace that Max and Logan shared ended. Bling and Original Cindy peeked in, and then the day started.
"Your fever is gone," Bling said pulling the thermometer out of her mouth, "but you're still a little flush. Lets see if you can hold down some soup."
"Soup?" Max pouted, "how about some pasta?"
"No way boo," Original Cindy interjected, "you may be superhuman…but not immortal."
"Logan?" Max whined leaning into him, "please."
Kissing the top of her head, he shook his head, "Sorry, you're outnumbered. But… if you're feeling better I might be persuaded to feed you some ice cream."
"Chocolate?" Max asked playfully.
"Maybe," Logan teased. Looking up, he noticed Bling's look. He knew that look all to well. It was the one that he was wearing yesterday. "Um…I'm gonna go and start that soup now."
Departing soon after Logan, Bling found him in the kitchen starting the soup. Sighing he leaned against the counter, "I don't know what to say Logan."
Cutting up various vegetables, Logan stopped for a moment, "What do you mean Bling?"
"We need to get a doctor. Max may be okay right now, but we don't know what caused the sudden fever and fierce seizures. There's only so much we can tell…and only so much we can do."
Putting the knife down, Logan raked his hands through his hair. A nervous habit that Max and Bling knew well. It meant that he was thinking and agitated at the same time.
"Isn't there anyone you trust?" Bling asked taking over the job of cutting up the vegetables.
"One person…" Logan said trailing off. He paced the kitchen in silence, submerged in his own thoughts, "Yes there is one person that we can trust."
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"Where's my soup?" Max asked fidgeting. She had spent most of the morning in bed, and now she was sitting on the sofa impatiently waiting. The large windows gave her a perfect view of the warm spring day. There wasn't a cloud in the sky and in the merry sunshine…the city looked almost nice. And Max was stuck inside.
She was still annoyed by the fact that when she had suggested that, maybe she should get out of bed and go out, all three had sternly said no.
Smiling knowingly at her friend, Original Cindy held back a snicker, "It's almost ready. I'm sure that Logan has made it just to your liking."
Before Max could say anything, Logan appeared carrying a tray. 'And looking good enough to eat,' Max thought as he came right to her side.
"Hungry?" he asked setting the tray over her lap.
Grinning at him, Max eagerly grabbed her spoon. "Starving." Taking a slow sip, she sighed. Only Logan could make chicken soup taste so good.
Beaming knowingly at her expression, Logan sat down next to her and grabbed one of her crackers, "Good?"
Snatching the front of his sweater and drawing his lips to hers, Max kissed him softly. Letting him taste the chicken soup for himself. "Delicious," Max said against his lips.
His eyes sparkling with amusement, Logan took the spoon from her hand and took over the job of feeding her, "I'm glad you like it."
Licking her lips, Max let him feed her. Enjoying the domestic feel in the air. She couldn't remember at time that she had ever felt so rapturous and in love.
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"Hey," Original Cindy said finding Bling in the kitchen eating, "what ya' eating?"
"A heavenly turkey sandwich. There's ham, chicken and tuna." Bling said pointing to the pile of sandwiches that were on the counter,
Raising an eyebrow, she grabbed one and sat down next to Bling, "Original Cindy doubts that we'll be finishing all that."
Laughing at her expression, Bling agreed, "Yeah, I guess you could say that Logan got carried away."
"That's aiight. He's worried about Max…hell, we all worried about her."
Putting down his sandwich, Bling put his hand on Original Cindy's shoulder. He could see how worried she was about Max, "She's gonna be okay."
Holding down the lump in her throat, she just nodded her head.
Before Original Cindy could form another thought, she heard Logan yell. Both she and Bling were on their feet in an instant.
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One second Max was laughing with Logan, and the next she was sprinting to the bathroom. Actually the toilet. Clutching her stomach with one hand and holding her mouth with the other, Max jumped off the sofa and ran.
"Max!" Logan yelled stunned. Almost dropping half a bowl of soup, Logan ran after Max. He lost all thought and just ran after her. He was surprised that she ran into the bathroom, and even more surprised that she fell to her knees before the toilet and retched. Logan snapped out of his own thoughts and went down to his knees behind Max and held her hair.
One hand on her stomach and the other gripping the seat, Max heaved out what felt like all her internal organs. Taking deep breathes, she felt Logan rubbing her back and holding back her hair. Closing her eyes, Max leaned back against Logan…exhausted.
Picking her up, Logan walked past Bling and a very distressed looking Original Cindy. Trying to keep himself calm, Logan lay Max down on their bed and pulled the blanket over her.
"Don't go," Max said taking Logan's hand, the fear that she was feeling growing by the second.
"I'm not going anywhere," Logan said kissing her hand, "How do you feel?"
"Gross, my mouth tastes awful."
Kissing the top of her forehead, Logan gave her hand a light squeeze, "How about some juice and crackers?" he asked looking over at Bling and Original Cindy.
Bling practically dragged Cindy out of the room so that Logan and Max could have some privacy.
"I'm guessing no ice cream?" Max said trying to lighten the mood.
"No…I'm sorry." Logan said, smiling meekly at her attempt to make him laugh.
Noting his gloomy expression, Max patted his scruffy cheek, "You have nothing to be sorry about Logan."
"I was going to call a doctor earlier, but I didn't cause you seemed better. But after you're little performance…I think that I should. What do you think?"
"If you can trust this doctor, than I think it's a good idea too." Max said truthfully. Her body had never been on such a roller coaster before. Maybe this doctor could help her figure out what was going on in this freak show body of hers.
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Logan sat in the living room, anxious waiting for the doctor to arrive. One of his informants really. Original Cindy sat in the bedroom with Max, and Bling was making tea for Max. No matter what she said, Logan knew that Max was loving all the fussing and attention that she was receiving.
His thoughts all came crashing back to earth when the doorbell rang. Opening the door he greeted the doctor "Hello Zoë."
"Hello Logan."
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Who's the doctor? Hmm? I guess you'll have to review and push me to continue before the identify of the doctor is reveled…AND, what's wrong with Max? Please don't hate me. ;)
-Lucy