A little while later...

Logan stared at the phone he had just hung up. He was still trying to digest the phone conversation he had just been a part of.

**
A few minutes earlier...

"Hello, Logan?"
"Max." (Why was he so glad to hear from her?)
"I just wanted to let you know that I think I left my jacket there." He looked around.
"Yeah, it's here." (Why hadn't he noticed it before?)
"Ok. Well, I'm going to come by and get it if that is okay with you."
"Um...yeah, sure." (Why was she calling him for this? Had he messed things up that badly?)

She sounded almost nervous. (Nervous, Max?) "Great. Well, I'll be there but um, Logan? I need to warn you, I won't be alone..."

**
Back to the present...

Logan rubbed his eyes. He had felt his jaw clench and his whole body stiffen when she had said that. All he wanted to do was get off the phone. He didn't even let her explain...he had mumbled something about not really being any of his business who she went places with...and hung up. Now, he was wondering...

Who was it? He had no doubt that it was a guy. There had been a time that he and Max had been close but he knew that his recent mood swings had killed any hopes that he had of ever being anything but a friend to Max but it was okay. He could still feel the dull aching in the pit of his stomach. If it was okay, why did he feel this way? Now, he had made a complete fool of himself and she was on her way over with some "mystery guy." Best to get it over with and move on. Somehow, he just knew that Max wouldn't let it be that simple...

*******

Max stood outside of Logan's door with Cassi...a tempest of emotions raging inside of her. She had called Logan because she was concerned. With his recent moods, she never knew how he was going to be when she arrived. Since she was babysitting Cassi (she still wasn't sure how that came about), she felt that she should protect her. That meant against everything...even emotionally dark friends. She had thought that letting him know about Cassi might at least make him fake a good mood for a few minutes.

The phone call had changed everything. Instead of consideration for Logan, she was seething. He hadn't even let her explain, mumbled something like shecoulddowhatevershewanted, and hung up. She didn't quite know why he had done that (did she?) but she had decided that there was no way she was going to stand for it. The only reason she was there was to get her jacket (wasn't it?) and she was going to do what she had come there for. Plus, maybe a good tongue lashing before she left. He deserved it.

Max looked down at Cassi, "You stay here for a minute. I will be right back and we will go do something together." Cassi just looked at her but didn't move. Max took it as a good sign. She had decided that Cassi didn't need to hear what she was going to say to Logan and she didn't want to be in there for any longer than necessary.

On her first knock (she had decided it was best not to show Cassi some of her "skills"), the door swung open. (I guess he couldn't be bothered with coming to the door...)

Taking a deep breath, she stormed into the living room where she found him. "What the hell was that all about?" She planted her feet a foot from his wheelchair and stood staring at him.

He just looked at her. "Nothing, what you do is your business. I just wanted to get off the phone."

His answer didn't make her any happier. "What do you mean 'what I do'? What is it that you think I am doing?"

Logan sighed wearily, trying not to look into her eyes. "I don't think anything about what you are doing or who you are doing it with. It's your business. We are both adults..."

Max had to hold herself back from pouncing on him right there and giving him a good beating. (So that was it! Mr. Foul Mood was jealous!) If she hadn't have been so upset, she just might have been flattered.

"For your information..." She began.
"I told you Max, I don't need to know." He straightened up and looked at her. "I don't want to know either."

Max put her hands on either side of the chair and held it in place. "You are going to listen to me. The reason I..." The sound of the door stopped her in mid-sentence.

"Is she with someone?" a voice asked? It was Bling. He had entered the apartment, hand in hand with Cassi.

Max looked at Logan. "Yes," she hissed. "She's with me."