{Max's apartment} morning of March 2nd

Max woke to find herself laying across Logan's legs. She sat up quietly, thinking ((He's so cute when he sleeps. All the cares and worries he takes on, gone, only dreams left....speaking of which...what a dream...))

*flash*

"Max" Logan stood in the rain, a rose in his hand, for her

"Logan" ((I love it when he says my name like that))

"Don't run"

"I won't" ((I won't this time, not now))

"Promise?"

((I won't run this time, I promise)) "I promise" then Logan took her hand and led her to a balcony that suddenly appeared under them.

Looking down at her, ((he's standing!!)) Max suddenly realized he was standing....as he spoke..

"What light through yonder window breaks. It is the east, and Juliet is the sun."

"Shakespeare" Max breathed ((I wonder what he means by that?))

"Yes, and you're my Juliet, Max." Max was looking him in the eye, and he returned her gaze.
((Then I guess he is my Romeo)) Max's eyes flitted to his lips, back to his eyes, then once again to his lips and back. Staying focused on the ice blue of his eyes, slowly, as if drawn by a magnetic force, both leaned in. Closing her eyes Max awaited the inevitable...their lips touched lightly...

*end flash*


Max smiled to herself, then got up and headed for the shower, careful not to wake Logan.

Hearing running water, Logan woke up slowly, trying to hold on to the last remainders of his dream...

*flash*

"Max" he said her name with wonder and a slight breathlessness. ((I love saying her name))

"Logan" she seemed to feel the same.

"Don't run" ((don't run Max, it would be too hard this time))

"I won't"

((make her promise)) "Promise?" he waited with baited breath for her answer.

"I promise"

((thank the gods!)) Letting out a sigh of relief, he led her to the balcony.

"What light through yonder window breaks. It is the east, and Juliet is the sun" ((I wonder if I am doing the right thing...well, too late now, I said it))

"Shakespeare" Max seemed delighted, almost childlike. Although that was the last thing he would describe her as.

"Yes, and you're my Juliet, Max" Seeing her eyes widen, he leaned in and brushed her lips gently with his, sending tingles up his spine. Drawing away, each sighed.

"Logan?"

"Yeah?" ((what? what's she thinking? too much too fast?))

She took the rose he was holding and brought it to her nose "A rose by any other name, would smell as sweet" she smiled, batting her eyes, looking over the top of the flower.

Knowing what she meant, Logan grinned and leaned down again....

*end flash*

Drifting back to reality, Logan heard the water stop and a door open. Max came out of the bathroom, a towel around her. She glanced up at him as she walked into her room.

"Bathrooms free" she called out.

Getting up from the couch, Logan looked around for his glasses. Finding them on the table next to the couch, he put them on, and headed to the bathroom. Soon, Max was the one hearing running water. Then she heard a questioning, "Max?"

"Yeah?"

"There seems to be something missing...hmm....I can't quite put my finger on it, because it isn't here.....oh! yeah, a towel."

"Sure thing" Max grabbed a clean towel from the shelf and opened the door slightly, sliding the towel in.

"Thanks"

"No problem." Then getting some clothes of his out of a drawer,(ones she had worn and hadn't returned) she also put these inside the bathroom door.

When Logan came out, Max was in the kitchen.

"Hey sleepy head. Want some coffee?" she asked him as she poured a cup.

"Thanks, that would be great" reaching for the pro-offered cup, and taking a sip

"It's the real stuff" Max said, drinking some of hers, still drained from the most recent seizure.

"Hard to get nowadays" he glanced up at her with a questioning look

"Not if you know the right people" returning his gaze with a stare of her own she ended the conversation on that subject.

Breaking the silence, Logan looked out the window and said "Would you look at that sunrise" turning around, he saw a daydreamy look in her eyes...

((sun...Juliet...me...))

"You ok?" ((what did I say?))

"hmm? yeah, I'm fine" ((what am I thinking, he only said sunrise, big deal!))

Picking the rose out of the glass of water, Max brought it to her nose, closing her eyes and breathing in deeply of the sweet scent, remembering the one from her dream.

"A rose by any other name, would smell as sweet" ((did I just say that out loud? jeez!))

Logan, somewhat startled, looked at her ((no way, she did not just say that...did she have the same dream? nah...)) "Any interesting dreams last night?" he asked nonchalantly.

"Who me? I don't dream...most of the time...but sometimes...." Max looked up from the flower and found Logan staring at her. ((Not like that was anything new, but)) "What?"

"Nothing...just thinking" ((About you))

"For you that can be a dangerous game" she said as she gave him a sort of half smile

"Only as dangerous as your thoughts" he smiled up at her then continued "Well, in my dream.. no, never mind, it's stupid"

((What's stupid? Was I in it?)) Pushing him on, Max insisted he tell her.

"You said the same thing in my dream..." he said trailing off.

"So, I was in your dream huh?" laughing a little, Max joked "And what did I say?"

Logan looked her in the eye as he said "A rose by any other name would smell as sweet."

Turning her back on him, Max answered with, "What a coincidence" as she put her coffee mug in the sink to wash later. ((Same dream? nah...)) Then she started to get her stuff together. "I gotta blaze. Don't want Normal on my back about being late again. You can stay as long as you want...make sure you lock up before you go." throwing him a key, she proceeded to walk out the door. ((...maybe we did have the same dream...it's not like it couldn't happen, right? Juliet....)) with a silly smile, she got on her bike and started off to work.

Back in her apartment, Logan was getting ready to leave. ((Max...Juliet? nah...no resemblance...or am I kidding myself here?))