{Cabin} that afternoon

After having employed Tinga and Jondy in the task of making a wheel chair for Logan, Bling finally brought in the finished product. It was a chair, outfitted with some old bike tires. Awkward, but usable. Carrying it up the stairs, Bling knocked on Logan's door. Not getting a reply, he tried the handle. Locked ((Damnit Logan...)) "sometimes.." he muttered under his breath, then called out, "Hey Logan , open up!" getting no answer, he sighed and placed the wheel chair outside the door, then giving up for the time being, Bling went down stairs to check on Max.

Knocking on the door as he entered, Bling asked Zack "How's she doing?"

"Fever broke, seizures stopped. She seems to be getting better." Zack answered, relived it wasn't Logan

"That's good....now, how about some lunch?" Bling asked, Moving towards the door

"Sounds good"

"Ok, I'll call you when it's ready" As Bling exited, Tinga came in.

"Zack" she began, a pleading look in her eyes

"If you're gonna lecture me, then you might as well leave." he cut in, frowning

Backing off, she said "I was just going to let you know that I think you are being too hard on Logan..."

"Yeah, sure, well, he needs a dose of reality every once in a while" hate boiling up again inside him, Zack squeezed Max's' hand all the harder

Sighing, Tinga slowly left.

Zack's thoughts were interrupted by Max as she stirred, her eyes opening and looking at him, unfocused. Smiling at her, he started to say "hey" but was interrupted by Max saying

"Where's Logan?" almost desperately

Getting annoyed, Zack snapped "Wonder boy locked himself in his room. Forget about him"

"Zack..." her eyes returned to his face, only to see his hatred for Logan burning bright.

"Can you get Logan?" she asked, her eyes begging him to comply. If it had been anyone other then Max, he would have refused, but it being Max, he didn't really have a
choice. Heaving a huge sigh, he got up and stomped up the stairs. Max closed her eyes, hearing the gentle murmur of voices in the background. All of a sudden there was
a loud crash, and Max was jolted awake by loud voices and yelling. Hearing a shouted "Damnit Logan!" she got out of bed as quickly as she could, if painfully. Then, going as fast as possible she climbed the stairs, to find Logan and Zack in a stand off of sorts. Coming in the door, she was directly between them.

"Come on Max" Zack said gruffly, grabbing her arm on his way out the door

"Zack, no!" she cried, a pained expression on her beautiful face.

"Let's go Max"

"Zack....I can't"

"Why? Is rich boy here better then me?" he asked, demanding an answer

Almost in tears, Max replied "It's not that Zack...."

"What? What is it? You love him?" he asked angrily

Nodding her head weakly, and tears streaming down her face, Max reached out for him. Zack backed away, a hurt look in his eyes.

"Goodbye Max" he said, then leapt down the stairs, almost knocking over the others in his haste to get out.

Max continued to cry silently, as Logan pulled himself up into a chair from where he had been pushed to the floor by Zack.

"Max" he began, but she cut him off

"Logan...I can't" she said, looking him in the eye. Then turning, she rushed out the door, running into Jondy and Tinga at the door.

"Let's get you back to bed" Jondy said, helping her down the steps.

Tinga entered Logan's room and began to pick up the splintered pieces of the door. "Give her a little time" she suggested to Logan, who sat in the chair, looking as if his heart had been broken. "She'll come around." she continued, trying to convince both of them.

"I'd like to be alone now." he said, straitening his back, and setting his jaw.

Tinga left with a mumbled "yeah" and quickly glanced back at him before leaving.