The door to the office opened suddenly. Max and Logan both looked up anxiously.

"I haven't actually found a cure." the doctor began. Max tried not to look disappointed. She should never have gotten her hopes up anyway. She stood up to leave.

"Wait, Max. There was a but to that statement. There's probably not much chance of this working for you guys, but." he trailed off.

"What? What could work?" Logan repeated the only part he had heard, leaving out the bit about not much chance.

"I did find a way to transfer the virus to someone else. They wouldn't be able to get anywhere near you, but Max could. I don't know if there's anyone you could give it to, but they wouldn't even have to know. Of course, that could be dangerous. I'll give you two a moment alone." He left the room and closed the door.

"Please, Logan, you've gotta let me do this, please!" Max babbled.

"Whoa!" Logan threw up his hands. "You forget, I want this just as much as you!"

"Thank you, Logan, I really owe ya one!"

Logan raised his eyebrows. "You owe me one, huh?" he asked mischievously. Max grinned. Just then, the door opened again.

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