Chapter #4

"You and you're baby are fine." Zoë assured sitting down on the edge of the bed, "I'm a doctor Max, you can trust me."

"So you're positive that nothing's wrong?" Max asked again clutching Logan's hand nervously.

"I promise." Zoë laughed patting Max on the arm, "You just need to promise me that you'll take it easy. No more fighting."

Smiling sheepishly, Max shifted over so that Zoë would have more room to sit. They two women had become good friends over the last month. Though it had been extremely tense in the beginning, now it wasn't. There was some mutual understanding that Max was with Logan, and Zoë wasn't. They never openly discussed it, but Zoë understood. She was kinder and gentler now. Zoë found it to be remarkably easy to become friends with Max. Maybe it was her spunky behavior, the way she loved her baby, or just her overall attitude for life. Seize and treasure each moment. Enjoy life.

"I'm huge Zoë!" Max moaned massaging her stomach, "And at this rate, I'm only gonna get bigger."

"I think that this is my cue to leave," Logan said getting up, "because last time you said that...I became the enemy. I think that I'll go and do some work. Have fun ladies."

Hiding her smile, Zoë pulled out the pamphlets that she had brought for Max and Logan, "Oh stop. I've seen women who are even bigger than you. The baby is perfectly healthy. Isn't that all that matters?"

"Without a doubt," Max sighed, "but it doesn't make life any easier. I think that I'm gonna have to take permanent residence in the washroom soon. I've lost count of how often I have to pee."

"Here," Zoë laughed handing her the pamphlets, "you and your husband should read these. It'll make understanding all of this a whole lot easier."

"He's not my husband yet." Max grinned as she flipped through a pamphlet. "Oh!" she exclaimed, "Logan and I bought a whole bunch of baby and pregnancy type books today. They're over by the foot of the bed."

"These?" Zoë asked picking up three very full bags, "Do you think you got enough?" she teased setting the bags onto the bed.

Blushing, Max started digging through the bag and tossing books, magazines and toys all over the bed, "Logan and I know nothing about kids. We need to learn."

"That's good. I like it that you're both going to be prepared...but don't you think you kinda over did it? I mean...you don't need all of this stuff."

"We want to go into this prepared! Logan and I are going to be the perfect parents." Max said her face full of determination.

Laughing Zoë nodded, "All right. I wish you two luck, because you're purchased enough reading material to last you a lifetime."

"Ah, because we're going to be parents for the rest of our lives."

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Shifting in her sleep, Max reached over for Logan but only found air. Sitting up in alarm, she felt his pillow and was relieved that it was still warm. Tossing the covers aside, Max shivered at how the cool night air brushed over her bare skin. Hastily pulling on the top half of Logan's pajamas, Max ventured out in search of him.

The apartment was dark and quiet, expect for the steady pitter-patter of rain. Walking as quietly as she could, Max let her instincts take over. Coming to the living room, Max made out Logan's figure sitting on the couch looking at nothing and everything at the same time. Creeping up towards him, she sat down beside him.

Not turning to face Max, Logan drew her into his arms and held her. Neither exchanged any words for awhile. Both content being in each other's arms and looking out at the dark night.

Taking his hand into hers, Max traced the lines and different contours, "You okay?"

"Yeah."

Titling her head up to look at him Max chuckled, "You're an awful liar, you know that?"

Smiling weakly, Logan still didn't look away from the night sky, "I know."

Worry marring her face, Max let her palm rest on his scruffy cheek, "Tell me what's wrong Logan. Let me help you."

Looking down at Max's face, Logan sighed sadly, "Do you think that Zach is right? Am I being selfish by asking you to stay? Am I putting you in danger by asking you to be my wife?"

"Oh Logan," Max said wrapping her arms around him, "no. No, no, no. Don't think that. Never think that."

"But what kind of man am I? I'm taking a dangerous chance with your life...by loving you, and wanting you to love me."

Untangling herself from Logan, Max gently wiped away the tears that had escaped his eyes, "This is my home. You are my love. And," Max said taking one of his hands and placing it over her stomach, "we are a family."

Burying his face in her neck, Logan held on tight. "I don't think that I could ever live without you Max." Logan whispered, his voice wavering.

"You'll never have to try." Max whispered stroking his head, "If I have to run, than we run together. If this is anyone's fault...it's mine. Sometimes I wonder why you don't go for someone like you? Someone perfect. Why you want me, is beyond my understanding."

Blinking away his tears, Logan was shocked that Max felt that way. That she felt she didn't deserve him. Holding her face between his hands, Logan looked deep into her eyes, "You are perfect Max. In every way possible."

Scoffing, she blinked back her own tears. "I'm anything but perfect Logan. I...I...I'm not even human." Max whispered, her voice breaking, "I have no parents...I don't know how I'm going to be a parent. I'm just a science experiment."

"No!" Logan said wiping away her tears with his thumb, "Don't say that about yourself. You are every bit as human as I am."

Letting her tears fall, Max bit her bottom lip to keep from sobbing right there.

"I love you so much Max. I would never be able to live without you. Without your smart-ass remarks. The way you sing pre-pulse songs while you shower. How you manage to always make me smile." Logan said pulling her into his arms and kissing the top of her head, "You're right. We run together. No matter what, we're always going to be together. I promise."

Clutching onto Logan, Max felt the fear of waking up gnaw at her. To find herself in a dream that would leave her searching for a man that she would never find. Never have. Inhaling his distinct scent, Max cleared her moist eyes, "I trust you. You always keep your promises. We trust you."

"The three of us," Logan gushed placing a hand against her stomach, "if not more."

Laughing, Max lightly hit Logan's chest, "Don't get your hopes up mister. I'm not gonna go through this again anytime soon. If you want more, then you're gonna have to wait. "

"I'm a patient man." Logan proclaimed, "One day Max...one day we'll have a house, a dog and a white picket fence. Our kids are gonna be able to run around carefree, and not have to worry about a thing."

Her face shinning with utter amazement for the man that she loved, Max kissed him lightly, "Till then though, this is our home."

"Ours." Logan echoed kissing her with all the love and happiness he felt.

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All right, all right...I know that I said that the next chapter would be out in two days and that it would be about the WEDDING, but I couldn't resist writing something extremely mushy!!

Was it too much? Did I totally go over the top? Did you guys like? I think that being here in a place where there is so much love, just influenced me to do this little piece. It's short and sweet. A lot shorter than I'm use to, but much sweeter too.

I hope that you guys liked it! (Hint, hint...nudge, nudge!) Please REVIEW!! It's sick how much I love reading the comments! It's so exhilarating to read all the emotions and reactions you guys have. Especially the long and detailed ones! ;) Am I being overly obvious? No! ;)

Okay, expect the chapter on the wedding in one day! I said that I would have it out in two days, and I always keep my promises. Till then, bye, adieu, sayonara, adios and etc!

-Lucy

P.S. Just one more thing...does anyone here also watch the West Wing? I'm just curious because I'm playing with the idea of writing a West Wing fic. WAIT! Before you freak out, it will have no influence on my Dark Angel fics. You guys know that I don't leave long spaces between updates! It's just not my style.