A/N: Here's my 3rd Dark Angel fic.
I know it's been done before but I promise it will be different so just read
it. Please R/R because I love getting reviews. Suggestions welcome.
Original
Cindy was stood outside Logan's apartment debating whether or not she should go
knock. After around five minutes she decided to knock. Logan came to the door
and opened it. He looked surprised to see her as they hadn't really kept in
touch since max left. Cindy had kept in touch with Max, unlike Logan. From what
Cindy had guessed Logan had stopped talking to her because of the memories of
Max. She could understand she missed her boo and she had kept in touch with
her.
It
had been three years since Max had left and Cindy had only seen her four times
since. It hadn't been just her though it had been her and her now two year old
daughter Alexandria Elizabeth Cale. That was why she had left. Her and Logan
had got really serious, but she found out she was pregnant and thought that
Logan couldn't handle it. Cindy had tried to tell her otherwise but it didn't
work she still left. Logan had never found out about the baby and Max had
finally decided to tell him.
He
let her in and she sat down and told him to do the same. He had been walking
for over a year now. Max had been happy when she had found out. She had never
stopped caring about him and Cindy couldn't see why she wouldn't come back to
Seattle.
Cindy
handed the letter to Logan, the letter Max had sent for him. Cindy watched his
face as he read it. At first he looked overjoyed to finally hear from Max but
his smile quickly turned in to a look of shock when he got to the bit about
Alex. He finished the letter and sat in silence.
Several
minutes later he managed to ask, "Is it true?"
Cindy
nodded. That was all it took, Logan jumped up and went into his bedroom. He got
a bag and threw as many clothes in as he could. He put on his black leather
jacket and picked up his keys. "Where is she?" he asked.
"I'm
not supposed to say." She replied quietly. He looked at her telling her it
wasn't good enough, "LA" She grabbed a piece of paper from near Logan's phone
and jotted down the address, "Here she'll know you got it of me but she might
not kill me."
"Thanks,
I'll tell her you didn't want to give it to me." Logan said before heading to
his car leaving Original Cindy stood in the middle of his apartment.
Logan
couldn't believe it. He knew where max was. Max his one love. Max who had given
birth to his daughter, his daughter who he didn't know. Who was he going to LA
to see Max or his daughter? Both he answered. He was angry with Max because she
didn't even let him know about the baby. Why did that make her leave? Another
though forced its way into Logan's already full head. What would he do when he
got there? He didn't know, he would have to wait and see.
At
nightfall Logan pulled up outside Max's apartment block. He was just about to
get out of the car when he thought about what he was doing. Max obviously didn't
want him to have anything to do with the baby. Should he go in there and go
against Max's wishes? He had to, he had to know the truth.
He
got out of the car and walked into the apartment block. The doorman told him
that Max's apartment was on the third floor. He got onto the lift and slowly
ascended the building. Before he knew it the lift had stopped and he got out.
He walked down the hall and found Max's room. The TV was on inside so someone
had to be in, he knocked.
Max
heard someone knocking at the door. She was about to tell whoever it was to go
away but Alex had gone to answer the door first. "Alex, come here." She shouted
to her daughter. She left Alex watching the TV and went to answer the door.
Logan
heard Max shout from inside the apartment. Her voice still sounded the same
even after four years. The door swung open and Max stood there.
"Logan,"
Max said, she looked pleased to see him, and she was. She had missed him these
past four years. She resisted the urge to throw her arms around him and invited
him in. Logan walked through the door and into the hallway. The apartment was
quite big and was well kept.
"Do
you want a drink?" she asked.
Logan
resisted the urge to ask Max all the questions he had been asking himself on
the way here and instead nodded. Max motioned for him to follow her through the
living room and into the kitchen. He began to do this but stopped halfway. He
glanced over towards the couch where a young girl sat watching TV. She had dark
skin like Max and dark hair. Her hair wasn't curly like Max's it was straight
like Logan's. What made Alex look so different from her mother were her eyes. Instead
of the deep chocolate of Max's eyes Alex had deep blue eyes. After seeing those
eyes there could be know doubt that the Alex was Logan's daughter.
Max
came through to see where Logan had gone and then she saw him. "Let me put her
to bed first then we can talk." She whispered in his ear. He nodded still
amazed by the sight of his child.
A/N:
Like I said I know it's been done before but it will be different. Still let me
know what you think. You can email me if you want my address is Clairestee@aol.com I'll update as soon as I
can.
