Chapter 1

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Summary: What next season might be like. I'm not giving anything else away. Just read it. :)

a/n: The story starts a few days after the season finale. The thoughts are written //like this//. This is my first piece of fan fiction so... plz review and enjoy! :)

The sunshine washed over the large window as only can be done at penthouse level on a beautiful sunny day, almost making it seem like the pulse never hit.

Two pairs of eyes stared out the wall of window, one a deep chocolate brown, the other a crystallized blue. Both unaware of the world around them, simply taking in the depths of beauty. Something that neither did too often.

"Wow, it's so...," whispers Max in awe letting all her worries slip away, just for a moment.

"Beautiful." Answers Logan from behind her.

Max tenses up from the shock of his voice.

She though he was busy chopping carrots for what's sure to be a gourmet dinner, paying no attention to her.

She loosens up remembering that Logan is friend not foe and she is in no danger. // Kinda more than a friend...kinda //

"Yeah," she says drinking in the last rays of the day.

They look for a few more moments.

"I better ride over to my place and see my boo," she says, abruptly breaking the mood.

"Yeah, of course," says Logan with a tinge of disappointment in his voice, running his hand through his spiky hair.

"Well I gotta bounce," says Max as she heads for the door.

"Wait!"

"Wait?!"

"I...ugh...will see you tomorrow...with info on that new case...,"

While Logan is stuttering out his response he and Max are gazing directly into each other's eyes.

Max gives a weak smile "Sure thing."

Max walks out and shuts the door with a soft click.

Logan stands there, stunned and confused.

Max bursts back through the door.

"I...ugh...forgot..."

She searches Logan's eyes with a sense of yearning.

Logan stares back at her through his deep blue eyes, the same eyes that flashed across TV screens during eyes-only broadcasts.

They were not wearing the same expression though. Not that cold, hard, "just try and mess with me" look. More like a young boy looking at his first crush.

He leans down and places a soft kiss on her lips.

The room swirls in a sea of colour.



"Arghh!" Max springs to an upright position in her Manticore medical bed.
Her whole genetically engineered body ached.

Her dream, so real before was now just a far away memory. A wish. A hope.

"Aaaaah!" Max lets out a scream ending in a sob.

Her shoulders slump lower and lower with each sob until her head is in her hands.

"Damn Manticore," Max grunts through gritted teeth as she regains some of her composure.

"Did I just hear you insulting my fine institution and your birth place?" Madame X spats entering the room through a steel door. "And home," she adds with a smirk.

"I'd rather lick a toilet, than stay here a moment longer." Replies max in a cool but somewhat dazed, from the drugs she was on, matter.

"Well, I'll see if I can arrange something with the janitor," Madame X replies curtly before turning on her black pumps and storming out of the room.

"Bring on the 2000 Flushes," utters Max through clenched teeth while her eyes stared stone cold ahead.


Logan stared out at the shell of a city that he viewed everyday from his penthouse apartment.

He eyes were dry not a single tear had he let fall since Max had died in his arms.

//I am strong. I will save her. I know she is alive. Out there. Somewhere. //

It was the first time he had been alone for quite a number of days.

Krit and Jondy were staying at bling's while Lydecker claimed the guestroom.

They were trying to make a plan to bust out Zack and in Logan's mind Max.

He had a feeling. A sliver of hope that he would get a sign that Max was alive. Soon.

He knew it in his heart but even the strongest of hearts needs reassuring.

He decided he would make himself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and get back to his computer to continue trying to hack into the Manticore system.

The bread was fresh and tasty; //Lydecker must have gone grocery shopping.//

//Max would never believe that I, Logan Cale was eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for lunch but hey you can't eat culinary miracles all the time. //

He then realized how much he missed Max and how he needed her to be alive so that he could tell her all the things he never got to tell her.

//Like how I love peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and...her. //

//I know I love her. That's for sure but I don't know how I love her. Like a close friend. Like a brother. Like a soul mate. Like a girlfriend. Like a business associate. //

//I don't know! All I know is I need to get her back. //

a/n: Do you like it? Do you hate it? Do you feel somewhere if between? Have you got any ideas for the next chapters? (There will be quite a few I promise. :)) Do you have any problems with the format? If you answered yes to any of these questions or simply if you've read the story please review. :) It makes authors so happy(including me!)

Thank-you and I will be posting chapter two soon. Probably Thursday :). Also if you would like to you could put in your review how often you would like new chapters (once a week, etc.)