This is the second to last chapter. I hope you like it!
**********************************************************************
Logan's POV
After about an hour of not seeing them in the building, and the building not
being blown up, I started to get worried. Where were they? I pulled out my walkie-
talkie I had left off. I turned it on.
"Zane," I said. "Where are you? What's going on?"
"Um...we......we're on......we're on our way." I got the feeling he was crying.
A few minutes later I saw them heading toward the car. Their faces were all blank,
and they weren't talking. Then I saw it. Krit had Jhondy over one shoulder. Zane
had Brin over one shoulder. I knew she would still be unconcious if things had gone
right, but I was starting to get worried about the others. Max had Lia over one
shoulder. Syl had a couple of kids with Manticore clothes on over her shoulders.
They must be Camillo and Aliyah, I thought.
Max got in front. "They're dead," she stated. "Brin's not dead, everyone else
is dead." She was still holding Lia, who had a gunshot wound in her stomach.
"Max......" I said. "I'm so sorry."
She shrugged, but she was frowning and not looking at me. "It's not your
fault. K. I. A. Happens all the time. Happened to me." Her arm was shaking.
"Can we go?" Krit asked. I realized I hadn't started the car. We drove to
Seattle in silence.
Max sat looking out the window of my apartment for about a week, not
sleeping or eating. Then one day, as I was at my computer, she got up to talk to me.
"Logan, there's something I have to tell you. I was trying to tell you the night-well,
the first time we tried to destroy Manticore. I love you."
"I love you, too. Listen, I wanted to ask you, well, why don't you move in
here? I mean, you practically live here anyway..."
"Okay," she said and smiled.
ABOUT A MONTH LATER........
Logan's POV
She bit her nails. She paced around the living room. She did push-ups. Then,
after I had been staring at her for a while, she decided to talk to me. "Logan, I have
to go to the doctor."
"Why?" I asked.
"I think I'm pregnant," she whispered.
"Oh.........." I said.
"Yep," said the doctor. "It's girl, a healthy girl. Um, except for one thing.
Well, your baby's kicks are at a speed of 510 kicks per minute. It's kind of
worrisome. Um, are you on drugs?"
"No," said Max. "It's been in my family. Don't worry."
As we drove home, she looked out the window, and I kept glancing at her,
while I was driving. "Well?" I asked. "Is there something you wanted to share?
Who's Mr. Daddy?"
"Someone at Manticore. Remember how we blew up the DNA lab? Well,
that meant Manticore had no way to make itty-bitty Xs. So, of course, they needed a
mommy. Me."
"Oh.........." I said.
TO BE CONTINUED....................................
**********************************************************************
Logan's POV
After about an hour of not seeing them in the building, and the building not
being blown up, I started to get worried. Where were they? I pulled out my walkie-
talkie I had left off. I turned it on.
"Zane," I said. "Where are you? What's going on?"
"Um...we......we're on......we're on our way." I got the feeling he was crying.
A few minutes later I saw them heading toward the car. Their faces were all blank,
and they weren't talking. Then I saw it. Krit had Jhondy over one shoulder. Zane
had Brin over one shoulder. I knew she would still be unconcious if things had gone
right, but I was starting to get worried about the others. Max had Lia over one
shoulder. Syl had a couple of kids with Manticore clothes on over her shoulders.
They must be Camillo and Aliyah, I thought.
Max got in front. "They're dead," she stated. "Brin's not dead, everyone else
is dead." She was still holding Lia, who had a gunshot wound in her stomach.
"Max......" I said. "I'm so sorry."
She shrugged, but she was frowning and not looking at me. "It's not your
fault. K. I. A. Happens all the time. Happened to me." Her arm was shaking.
"Can we go?" Krit asked. I realized I hadn't started the car. We drove to
Seattle in silence.
Max sat looking out the window of my apartment for about a week, not
sleeping or eating. Then one day, as I was at my computer, she got up to talk to me.
"Logan, there's something I have to tell you. I was trying to tell you the night-well,
the first time we tried to destroy Manticore. I love you."
"I love you, too. Listen, I wanted to ask you, well, why don't you move in
here? I mean, you practically live here anyway..."
"Okay," she said and smiled.
ABOUT A MONTH LATER........
Logan's POV
She bit her nails. She paced around the living room. She did push-ups. Then,
after I had been staring at her for a while, she decided to talk to me. "Logan, I have
to go to the doctor."
"Why?" I asked.
"I think I'm pregnant," she whispered.
"Oh.........." I said.
"Yep," said the doctor. "It's girl, a healthy girl. Um, except for one thing.
Well, your baby's kicks are at a speed of 510 kicks per minute. It's kind of
worrisome. Um, are you on drugs?"
"No," said Max. "It's been in my family. Don't worry."
As we drove home, she looked out the window, and I kept glancing at her,
while I was driving. "Well?" I asked. "Is there something you wanted to share?
Who's Mr. Daddy?"
"Someone at Manticore. Remember how we blew up the DNA lab? Well,
that meant Manticore had no way to make itty-bitty Xs. So, of course, they needed a
mommy. Me."
"Oh.........." I said.
TO BE CONTINUED....................................