DiScLaImEr: I don't own Dark Angel, just wish I did. ;o)

A/N: Sorry it's taking me so long to put out chapters. I'm trying as fast as I can, I'm just really busy with school and work. ENJOY! :o) There's a FLASHBACK in this chapter from "Blah, Blah, Woof, Woof" and I don't think it's exactly accurate, so forgive me.
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"How do you think she's doing, Bling?" Logan asked his assistant and most trusted friend for about the billionth time after only an hour on the private jet.

"I don't know, but I'd be doing a whole lot better if you'd stop asking me every five seconds." Logan smiled.

"Sorry, it just the first time we've been apart since we found out Max was pregnant," Logan told his friend. Bling put a reassuring hand on Logan's shoulder.

"She's a big girl, she can take care of herself," Bling told Logan.

"I know, it's just," Logan said, trailing off.

"What?" Bling inquired, noticing a hint of hesitation and fear in Logan's voice and countenance.

"Zack called the other day," stated Logan.

"Manticore's own?" Bling asked. Logan nodded.

"Yep, that's the one. Max and I had a fight about it because she still thinks she owes him her life," Logan said.

"I wouldn't worry about it, I'm sure she won't do anything to put herself or the baby in danger."

~*~

"Your total is $156.72, Mrs. Cale," the sales clerk told Max. Max, smiling sweetly, looked around the store, then at the clerk. No one was around, so Max, falling very easily back into the swing of things, put a stiff hand around the clerk's neck and raised him into the air a bit.

"Listen, I can't have my husband finding out I made a purchase like this while he was away," Max explained with an angry voice. "So, here's what you're going to do. You're going to forget I came in here, forget I bought something, and forget I didn't pay for it. Got it?!"

The clerk nodded vigoursly, and Max dropped him. She collected her purchases and strolled out. Fifteen minutes later she was following Zack on her Ninja to JFK International.

When they arrived, Zack handed Max a plane ticket. Max grunted sarcastically.

"You mean we don't get to hijack the plane?" she asked Zack.

"We're a married couple," Zack told Max, ignoring her comment about the hijack. What he said jolted Max.

What?!" Max blurted.

"When I bought the tickets, I registered us as Mr. and Mrs. Zack Guevera."

~*~FLASHBACK~*~

Zack handed Max one of the glasses and smiled.

"I figured you'd wanna be across the border before sunrise," Max said.

"We've got a secure night's lodging, may as well take advantage."

Zack brushed the hair out of Max's face, and Max could feel the goosebumps on her arms. Zack was staring into her eyes and smiling.

Please don't kiss me, she thought to herself. It would change so much.

"You really care for him don't you?"

~*~

"You think that's phony sentimentality," Max said. Zack laughed.

"It's for the mission," he told her. "Not let's go, or we'll miss the flight."

~*~

Logan dialed the apartment, needing to hear Max's voice.

"You reached who you dialed," Logan's voice told him. He looked at his watch, it was only eleven thirty, Max was usually back from clubbing by now.

"Maybe she stayed out later cause she's not with you," Bling suggested, reading Logan's mind.

"I'll try her cell," Logan said out loud, dialing the number.

"Hey," Max said.

"Hey!" Logan replied. There was a laugh on the other line.

"Sorry, I'm not here or maybe my phone's off. Gotcha tho, didn't I?" the voice message played.

"Only Max," Logan sighed, smiling. But, he was worried, she never turned her phone off when he was away. He got the feeling something was up.

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