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Title: Mourning
Rating: PG
Spoilers: All episodes
Summary: Logan, Bling and Charlie deal with the death of Max and Tinga.
Chapter 1: Bling
Bling awoke with a start. The phone was ringing. He rubbed his face with one hand as he snatched up the phone with the other. He must have fallen asleep on the couch waiting to hear from Logan. It had been seventy-two hours since Logan had left with Lydecker and the others. He peered at the clock as he moved the receiver to his ear. The red digits glowed in the darkness of the room. 4:00 am.
"Yes?" His voice was hoarse from sleep.
"Come and get him." The voice on the other side was short and passionless.
Bling rolled his head side to side to work out the kinks in his neck. Then in one smooth motion he grabbed Logan's keys from beside the phone and walked out the door shutting it quietly behind him. He hit the elevator button and waited for the elevator to work its way up from the ground floor. He ran the pass card through the scanner hit 'P' and tried to focus on the sound of the gears turning as the elevator ground its way down to the parking garage. He climbed into Logan's Aztec and started the engine. He had no problem with the accelerator and brake levers that Logan needed to drive the car. He had taught Logan how to use them.
The city was still dark and quiet as he wound his way through the sector checkpoints to the city limits. He appreciated the silence. It helped him get his thoughts together, to prepare for what he would find. Logan had been out of communication too long. He knew that whatever it was would not be good.
The doors of the warehouse were blown off. Bling drove right in and stopped in the middle of the floor. The warehouse appeared abandoned. The only sign that there had been anyone there recently were three pizza boxes left on an old bench. Bling got out of the car, leaned on the driver's door and waited.
Two minutes later a van pulled up beside him. Lydecker climbed out from behind the wheel and walked around the van to the side nearest Bling. He slid open the side door to reveal a semiconscious Logan lying on the floor. Dried blood was smeared over his right temple and caked into his hair. His eyes were feverish and unfocused.
"We destroyed the DNA lab. Zack was wounded and captured. Max is dead. We left her body behind. Syl and Krit have left." Lydecker's voice and eyes were cold as he reported the results of the mission. He nodded towards Logan. "He has a concussion. I hit him with my rifle butt to get him out of there. He wouldn't leave her." Bling nodded back at him in understanding.
Lydecker pulled Logan out of the van, swung him over his shoulder and deposited him in the passenger seat of the Aztec. He scanned the room, noticed the pizza boxes and walked over to collect them. He threw them in the back of the van and slammed the door shut. He walked around the front of the van and opened the driver's door then paused in a moment of indecision. He shut the door, walked back over to Logan and for a moment his steely mask crumpled into sorrow.
"I'm so sorry son." The words momentarily pierced Logan's haze and he looked up at Lydecker with grief and desperation in his eyes. Lydecker placed a comforting hand on Logan's shoulder, sharing his loss, until Logan fell back into unconsciousness. He then walked back to the van, surveyed the interior of the warehouse one final time to confirm there were no indications of their presence remaining then quickly climbed in, slammed the door and drove off.
Bling climbed back into the car. He leaned over to check Logan's heartrate and respiration and confirming that they were stable he started the engine and drove out of the warehouse. The sector checkpoints on the way home were not difficult to navigate. A few well-placed comments about a bar brawl and the sector guards waved them through.
It was still very early. Bling was grateful that the streets were still deserted. He was able to make good time back to Fogle Towers. He pulled into the parking stall nearest the elevator then pulled Logan out of the car and swung him over his shoulder in the same fashion Lydecker had done less than an hour before. As the elevator doors opened he walked in, and ran the passcard through the scanner and pressed the penthouse button.
Bling carried Logan out of the elevator into the apartment and placed him on the bed. He went to the bathroom to retrieve a couple of wet cloths and began washing off the blood from Logan's temple. Logan stirred at the touch but didn't awake. His breathing was regular so Bling didn't fear allowing Logan to sleep. When he was satisfied with the cleanup job he tossed the cloths in the bathroom sink. Then he pulled up a chair beside the bed and settled in to watch Logan until he regained consciousness. It was only then that he allowed himself to acknowledge Max's death and Logan's loss. As the feelings overtook him he bent over and wept with enormous silent sobs that shook his body.
To be continued....
Title: Mourning
Rating: PG
Spoilers: All episodes
Summary: Logan, Bling and Charlie deal with the death of Max and Tinga.
Chapter 1: Bling
Bling awoke with a start. The phone was ringing. He rubbed his face with one hand as he snatched up the phone with the other. He must have fallen asleep on the couch waiting to hear from Logan. It had been seventy-two hours since Logan had left with Lydecker and the others. He peered at the clock as he moved the receiver to his ear. The red digits glowed in the darkness of the room. 4:00 am.
"Yes?" His voice was hoarse from sleep.
"Come and get him." The voice on the other side was short and passionless.
Bling rolled his head side to side to work out the kinks in his neck. Then in one smooth motion he grabbed Logan's keys from beside the phone and walked out the door shutting it quietly behind him. He hit the elevator button and waited for the elevator to work its way up from the ground floor. He ran the pass card through the scanner hit 'P' and tried to focus on the sound of the gears turning as the elevator ground its way down to the parking garage. He climbed into Logan's Aztec and started the engine. He had no problem with the accelerator and brake levers that Logan needed to drive the car. He had taught Logan how to use them.
The city was still dark and quiet as he wound his way through the sector checkpoints to the city limits. He appreciated the silence. It helped him get his thoughts together, to prepare for what he would find. Logan had been out of communication too long. He knew that whatever it was would not be good.
The doors of the warehouse were blown off. Bling drove right in and stopped in the middle of the floor. The warehouse appeared abandoned. The only sign that there had been anyone there recently were three pizza boxes left on an old bench. Bling got out of the car, leaned on the driver's door and waited.
Two minutes later a van pulled up beside him. Lydecker climbed out from behind the wheel and walked around the van to the side nearest Bling. He slid open the side door to reveal a semiconscious Logan lying on the floor. Dried blood was smeared over his right temple and caked into his hair. His eyes were feverish and unfocused.
"We destroyed the DNA lab. Zack was wounded and captured. Max is dead. We left her body behind. Syl and Krit have left." Lydecker's voice and eyes were cold as he reported the results of the mission. He nodded towards Logan. "He has a concussion. I hit him with my rifle butt to get him out of there. He wouldn't leave her." Bling nodded back at him in understanding.
Lydecker pulled Logan out of the van, swung him over his shoulder and deposited him in the passenger seat of the Aztec. He scanned the room, noticed the pizza boxes and walked over to collect them. He threw them in the back of the van and slammed the door shut. He walked around the front of the van and opened the driver's door then paused in a moment of indecision. He shut the door, walked back over to Logan and for a moment his steely mask crumpled into sorrow.
"I'm so sorry son." The words momentarily pierced Logan's haze and he looked up at Lydecker with grief and desperation in his eyes. Lydecker placed a comforting hand on Logan's shoulder, sharing his loss, until Logan fell back into unconsciousness. He then walked back to the van, surveyed the interior of the warehouse one final time to confirm there were no indications of their presence remaining then quickly climbed in, slammed the door and drove off.
Bling climbed back into the car. He leaned over to check Logan's heartrate and respiration and confirming that they were stable he started the engine and drove out of the warehouse. The sector checkpoints on the way home were not difficult to navigate. A few well-placed comments about a bar brawl and the sector guards waved them through.
It was still very early. Bling was grateful that the streets were still deserted. He was able to make good time back to Fogle Towers. He pulled into the parking stall nearest the elevator then pulled Logan out of the car and swung him over his shoulder in the same fashion Lydecker had done less than an hour before. As the elevator doors opened he walked in, and ran the passcard through the scanner and pressed the penthouse button.
Bling carried Logan out of the elevator into the apartment and placed him on the bed. He went to the bathroom to retrieve a couple of wet cloths and began washing off the blood from Logan's temple. Logan stirred at the touch but didn't awake. His breathing was regular so Bling didn't fear allowing Logan to sleep. When he was satisfied with the cleanup job he tossed the cloths in the bathroom sink. Then he pulled up a chair beside the bed and settled in to watch Logan until he regained consciousness. It was only then that he allowed himself to acknowledge Max's death and Logan's loss. As the feelings overtook him he bent over and wept with enormous silent sobs that shook his body.
To be continued....
