Max opened her eyes in her dream. Suddenly, the room became a blinding white. Huge fluorescent lights shone down from everywhere. Max blinked. She saw figures, dressed in white, coming towards her. She tried to sit up, but realized that she couldn't, because she was strapped to a table. "Hello Max. So nice to see you." Max glared at him until he looked away. "I'm not one of your perfect soldiers anymore." she said in a calm even tone. "I won't stay here, you know." "Oh, I think you will change your mind." Lydecker answered as the doctors surrounded her. "NO! "Max??" Logan stroked her cheek gently, trying to get her to wake up. "Max??" he asked again. She groaned. Then her eyes fluttered open. She sat up quickly and looked around. "Logan?" she asked. "Is that you?" He nodded. Max relaxed. "Where were you?" he asked gently. Max remembered the dream. "Manticore." she replied, before climbing out of the bed. "Do you want to talk about it?" Logan asked, knowing that she wouldn't. Max shook her head. "Not much to tell." she walked into the living room and curled up on the couch. She stared out the window behind her, deep in thought. "Max?" Logan asked "Are you OK?" She nodded slowly, still thinking. "Hey, we never had dessert! How about we have it now?" he said. Max smiled "Cherry pie and ice cream." he answered with a grin. Max's eyes lit up. "Yum!" she said. "How did you know I like cherries?" Logan smirked. "I have my ways..." Max pouted. "Logan!"she whined. Then grinned. "Bet you can't beat me to the table!" She was there before Logan could even blink. |
