#Zack's Perspective
I walk out side quite annoyed at Max and start thinking. "Who did she think she was to question what is going through my head." Damn that girl annoys me at times. I start replaying the last ten minutes. I try to figure out why Max is being so pushy all of a sudden. Why the hell does she care what is going through my head?
When I announced to everyone that I found a lead on Jace, it seemed to raise the morale quite a bit. Tinga and Johndy were really excited. They were ready to go and out the door in a few minutes.
However, Max said something to Tinga that kind of annoyed me. Maybe I just took it wrong. I don't know. She said, "I've got my big brother here. Everything will be fine. ... don't worry about me." Maybe it was the way she said it, but it sounded like she wasn't so sure I could protect her. It sounded like she doubted my ability to function properly.
I think to myself, "I'll show her how well I can concentrate. There is nothing she needs to be concerned about!"
Then she keeps asking what is wrong. Doesn't she ever give up.
I decide to go over the plan one more time. I was sure that would sidetrack her off of the subject. She just stood there nodding her head. She probably didn't even hear a word I said. When I asked her if she had any questions, her question was "When are you going to tell me what's bugging you?" Damn she is annoying.
Then I figured that if I just left she would let me go. She usually does, but this time was different. She followed me outside and watched me sit down. I knew when she walked up behind me she wasn't going to leave without an explanation. It seemed that she wanted some answers. I motioned for her to sit beside me. I'm not quite sure why. I knew she wasn't going anywhere, so I guess she might as well be sitting over here with me.
All I wanted to let myself get lost staring out at the waves. And for some reason she couldn't let that happen.
For once in my life, I feel like I need to let go of everything. I want to tell Max the truth.
I don't know how I can tell her though. How can I tell someone that thinks of me as a brother that I love her. She knows something is different between us. Otherwise she wouldn't be so damn annoying. Maybe she is trying to figure things out too.
I notice that she is looking out over the water, lost in the void. I look at her face, her beauty. They really did do a nice job on her. She turns to me; I put my arm around her. I start telling her about what happened to me after the escape. I can't tell her about how I feel right now. As much as I want to, I still know this is not the right time. I do know, someday soon, she will know my true feelings.
Max sits there, in my arms, listening to me. I feel really close to her right now. She smells good, her hair is soft. She is my temptress. But she is also, in a way, my sister. Right now, she is probably just happy that I'm talking and not shutting her off, or at least that's what I'm hoping. Pushing her away is the last thing I want to do.
Max's Perspective
I'm glad Zack has decided to talk to me. This isn't exactly what I had in mind when I was thinking of a heart to heart, but it will do. I'm finding out about Zack's past. I have always wondered what had happened to him in the years since our escape. I guess now I know. We sit and exchange stories until the sun starts to set.
I feel like I have gotten a little closer to him. This is the first time he has really opened up to me. I know he didn't tell me what was bugging him, but I know he will eventually. He's opened up to me this much; I'd like to think he will open up a bit more.
After the sun sets, we get up to walk inside. Johndy and Tinga should be almost to Los Angelus by now. Zack is currently looking for some wine, and I really feel like going for a ride on my motorcycle.
I tell Zack, "I'll be back later."
He looks up a bit confused and then says, "Later."
He was probably planning on having a nice evening, just the two of us. Well, I've had enough quality time for one day. I need to give my motorcycle some attention too.
I walk outside and hop on my motorcycle. I speed off into the night thinking about Zack. He's really not that much of an @ss. He just tries to hard to protect us. He doesn't want us to get hurt, so he thinks he needs to keep us from the things that cause us pain. It makes since in a way.
I hated him when he tried to keep me away from Logan and discourage me from being happy. I know now that he was just trying to keep me from getting hurt. But that's all over.
I guess that if we never have a chance to be happy, then we never have a chance to get that happiness taken away from us. It's true and all, but I wouldn't trade anything for the moments I spent with Logan. I loved him. I was able to let go of my past, and experience life for how it was meant to be. I had a horrible childhood, but I had a wonderful four years with Logan to make up for it. Those are four years I wouldn't trade for anything.
