There I was, sitting on the couch minding my own business, when the phone rings. I let the machine get it and it was static.

I jumped up, forgetting my crutches, and ran to the answering machine. Static... static... static... static... a word! Love. The word was love. I put it all together: Logan I love. Whoever this girl was, she loved something.

The phone started ringing again, but I just stayed by the answering machine. Static... static... static... word. You. I pieced it all together: Logan I love you. So, somebody thought very fondly of Logan.

I went over to the computer and fed the message into the computer, but that time I got a much bigger reaction. After a few minutes, the computer stabilized the message and it became whole.

"Logan, I love you. I'm sorry. I didn't tell you earlier. We were wrong not to say. I love you, I'm sorry."

The voice was still too shaky for me to figure out who it was, but I knew. I knew. I grabbed a small recorder from the desk and played the message over, recording it.

I deleted it then left the penthouse, completely forgetting my crutches. It was late, Asha and Logan were both asleep and I didn't care.

I rushed back into the penthouse; I had forgotten my keys. That's when I saw her. In the camouflage clothes we all saw her in last. There she was, staring at me. I knew that she knew that I saw her. I knew that she also knew that I was going to tell him.

I wondered how long she had been free as I picked up the phone. I dialed Original Cindy's number and held the recorder tightly. As the phone rang, I heard the roar of a bike engine. I hung up the phone and ran to the window. I forced it open.

"Max!" I screamed out the window. "Come back! Don't run! Max!"

I knew she could hear me, but I wondered if she was going to listen.


The next morning, breakfast was silent. I pretended not to notice Logan and Asha throwing glances at each other. Finally, one of Asha's smiles got to me. I dropped my fork on my plate and it made a clatter, breaking the silence.

"Logan! Damnit!" I exclaimed and pulled the recorder from my pocket. I pushed 'Play' and he listened. Asha listened too, but she didn't know what was going on.

"Who is that?" Logan asked somberly.

"Who do you think it is?" I snapped. "It's her! I even saw her last night! And you know what? I think she saw you with your playgirl! And because of that, I don't think she's coming back!"

I stormed out of the penthouse, leaving the recorder behind. I walked to the parking garage. The Ninja was gone. Max was just reclaiming her property. I popped open the hood of the Aztek and hotwired it.

I drove for a little while until I got to the Space Needle. I looked up at it for a minute, then went inside and climbed to the top. Once up there, I saw a figure huddled near the edge.

'Damn you Logan.' I thought sadly. 'You really are an ignorant bastard, aren't you?'

I climbed through the same broken window I did on my first time up there and walked silently over to the figure.

"I thought you only came up here at night." I said quietly.

"Well, I don't have anywhere else to go right now." She replied.

'Damnit.' I thought. 'I can hear it in her voice. She's been crying.'

"Max, are you okay?" I asked. Stupid question and I knew it.

"Oh I'm just super." Max said sarcastically, even though she holding back tears. "Gee, the only man I could be close to is with someone else, but that's fine."

"Max, he isn't with her." I said. Damn Logan. "She's trying for him, but she is nothing to him." Yet. "He wants you." I think. "Max, just go back and he will kick her out so fast."

"Yeah, sure." Max said. "I've been watching for a few days. I've seen the looks and the smiles. I even saw you tell her off."

"She's a bitch." I said. Hey, it was the truth. "Logan started to see that. Just go over there."

"You think?" Max asked.

"No, I know." I said.

Max stood up and took a look at the city. That was when I knew I was right. Max did come up here to pretend to be normal. Max turned to me with confidence.

"I'm going to kick her ass!" Max said with a smile.

"If not you, me." I said. "You didn't have to live with her."

Max and I walked down the stairs, talking and catching up. Her escape story was interesting. She had apparently been the good little soldier until she jumped the fence and ran like hell.

Once we got back to Foggle Towers, Max took a deep breath before opening the door. Logan and Asha were in a fight. I had never seen them fight. Max and I walked in and slipped into the shadows to listen.

"What do you mean?" Logan yelled. "You heard the tape! She's out there! I'm going to look for her!"

"Logan!" Asha screamed back. "If you're going to do this... it's either me or her!"

I knew right away Asha would regret that. Logan stopped yelling and just stared at Asha.

"Get out." Logan growled.

"E-excuse me?" Asha said. She clearly thought that she was going to win. Sorry Asha, better luck never.

"I said, get out. I choose her." Logan said. "You've changed."

Asha huffed and rushed out of the penthouse, not even noticing Max or I. I came from the shadows and smiled at Logan.

"I told you I saw her." I said, then stepped aside, revealing Max.

"Oh my God." Logan breathed.