Chapter 12: The Heat Begins


{Foggle Towers} one year later

"Hey Lucy?" Logan called from the bathroom,

"Yeah?" came the reply from the hallway.

"Can you change Lara and get her ready to go? I forgot to, and we Really need to get out of here as soon as I'm done."

"Alright, no problem." Lucy answered, going to do just that. She changed her course and instead went to pick up Lara to change her. Speaking of changes...there had been many. Lucy was still there. And sleeping in Elizabeth's old room. Lara was stationed in Logan's bedroom, along with Max. Max was still comatose.

Logan had just about pin pointed Lucy's ex, when he had appeared on TV on day, announcing he would give her the kids. They were in a foster home at the moment, awaiting the decision of the courts. (yes, there were courts now) Logan hadn't needed to continue the search, not knowing that if he had delved just a little further...

Quickly finishing up his shower and then changing, he checked on Max, then gathered up Lara and Lucy, and they left in a rush. They were headed to the preliminary hearing. Max was left alone. Bling would be by later.

Another thing Logan didn't know, was that somehow Max had heard everything going on for the past year, only subconsciously. His voice had started her fighting back from the dark place she was in. Fighting for her life. And now...as the heat was enveloping her in it's clutches, did she truly long for Logan to come and hold her. Anything to keep her sane at this time. Every time he held her, touched her, brushed her hair, a longing, a deep longing had risen in Max. Only if she could hold him also. Talk to him, touch his beautiful handsome face. It was not to be. Even though her mind was in full working order, her body was not. And so she lay, still as ever, her heat bringing beads of perspiration to her brow.


End Chapter 12