A/N: Thanks for the great reviews. Most people seemed to want them to go to Paris, that was my idea too so that's where they're going. Keep reviewing.
Max looked around the airport. It was huge but didn't appear to be very busy. She tried to imagine people everywhere as there would have been before the pulse. Logan seemed to know where he was going and Max just followed him. She was constantly checking over her shoulder looking for Lydecker's men.
"You won't see them, they don't know where we are," Logan assured Max before heading off to the check in desk. Only an hour later their flight was called.
"This is ours, come on," Logan told Max.
"Where are we going?" Max asked Logan for the hundredth time since they arrived at the airport.
"Not telling come on," Logan said eager to board the plane so Max would definitely be safe. No matter how many times he told her she was he still didn't believe it, Reluctantly Max followed Logan, normally she would have tried to make him tell her where they were going but there was always a chance that Lydecker would find her. Plus she would probably find out on the plane anyway.
She was right as well. As soon as everyone was seated the flight attendants did their bit where they pointed to all the exits and told them the emergency procedure. This was followed by a speech from the captain telling them to enjoy their flight to Paris. Paris, Logan's taking me to Paris? Isn't Paris supposed to be romantic? That probably explains the large amount of couples here. They probably think we're a couple. What would Cindy say if she could see me? "Logan?" Max looked over at Logan who was falling asleep.
"What?" He replied a little irritated at being woken up, he had after all just drove them all the way to the airport.
"We're going to Paris?" She questioned.
"Yes, and you're going to like it. Now try to get some sleep we've got a long flight ahead of us." Logan replied before drifting off to sleep.
"Night Logan," Max said before drifting off to sleep herself, unintentionally leaning on Logan's shoulder.
Surprisingly Logan was the first to wake up, he was surprised that Max had even managed to sleep but was even more surprised to find her resting on his shoulder. He then discovered the reason why he had woken up, the stewardess was delivering food to the people on the plane and because he slept lightly she had woken him up.
"Would you like anything Sir?" she asked.
"Just a bag of chips thank you," he replied, thinking for the first time how hungry he was.
"What about your wife?" was her next question, this one threw Logan completely then he realised she meant Max who was still asleep on his shoulder.
"Can you leave her the same?" He replied, not showing his surprise.
"Sure and if she wants anything else I'm up front." The stewardess replied before carrying on up the plane.
My wife? Max looks too young to be my wife doesn't she? It
probably didn't help that she was sleeping on me I suppose. My wife?
Logan pondered the thought
of Max being his wife for a little longer and then he ate his chips. He was
careful not to wake Max up though because she obviously hadn't had any sleep in
a while. Half an hour before they landed she woke up, she quickly ate her chips
and thought about going to get more. Logan stopped her however with the though of
the French cuisine they were going to get to eat very shortly.
"How long has it been
since you last slept?" Logan asked out of concern for Max.
"Few days. You know I
don't need to sleep like everyone else," she replied, "Are we there yet?" Max
teased.
"No, but it won't be
long." Logan replied fighting the urge to laugh at Max. He was helped by this
when the captain came on telling everyone they should put their seatbelts on as
they would shortly be landing. Max and Logan obeyed and within 5 minutes they had
landed.
"Logan, do you speak
French?" Max asked on the way to customs.
"Yeah, quite well as a
matter of fact, my aunt used to live in Calais and I spent a few summers with
her. Why do you?" Logan replied.
"Not much. We escaped just
after our French classes started at Manticore."
"You'll soon pick it up."
Logan said before directing Max over to the customs desk. Surprisingly there
was no problem at customs and Max and Logan entered the country with all their
baggage, not a single thing got lost.
"Logan where are we
staying?" Max asked realising for the first time that he hadn't made any arrangements about
accommodation.
"A hotel about a mile
away." Logan replied, and with a grin on his face he asked, "Did you think that
I had forgotten?"
Logan flagged over a cab
and directed it to the Empire hotel. The hotel itself was huge. It over looked
the River Seine and you could easily see the Eiffel Tower from it. Max
suggested that they go to a restaurant to eat but Logan said it was too late to
eat out and said they should stay in the hotel so they could get an early
night. Max attempted to protest but Logan won in the end. Max wanted to try
traditional French dishes and she had frogs legs. Logan though it was funny
when she said that they tasted like chicken but wasn't so amused when she
picked on him saying he mustn't cook his chicken right.
Logan forgave Max and they
left the dining room in a good mood, Max seemed to have forgotten about
Lydecker. "What are we doing tomorrow?" max asked she was eager to see the rest
of Paris.
"Where do you want to go?"
Logan asked. Max was about to tell him to decide when they reached their room.
They went in and got their bags ready to unpack them. Max went through to the
bedroom and threw herself on the big double bed, "This one's mine." She called
through to Logan.
"Max we have a problem."
Logan replied sounding a little uneasy.
"What?" Max said thinking
nothing could spoil her escape effort which was quickly turning into a holiday,
problem or not.
"There's only one bed."
Logan replied, "I tried to get one with two but they were full. We were lucky
to get this room."
Max looked at Logan like
she could kill him. "You knew about this before. Why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't want to spoil your fun." Logan replied, "Doesn't matter anyway I'm on the couch as you speak." Don't want to be though. Where did that come from?
"Fine," Max replied, I
wouldn't mind if he was sharing though. The couch probably isn't very
comfortable. "You can come through here if you
like." Max shouted through, not angrily though.
Logan stuck his head round
the door his blue eyes looked confused, "Sure?" he asked wondering what had
changed Max's mind.
"Yeah, besides I probably
won't sleep much," Max replied, "I slept on the plane didn't I?" Logan nodded
seeing the logical side of Max's argument. He dumped some of his stuff on the
bed and carried on putting it away.
A/N: Thanks for the
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A/N 2: The next chapter
should be up by Tuesday night.
