Disclaimer: I have no rights. In anything. Including Dark Angel. (

A/N: OK, I know this is fluffy. But I didn't make Logan sing Karaoke as such. It's way more dignified than that. (

A/N2: This is the second last chapter. (You may now jump for joy) And again, I apologise for the fluff. I just can't help myself.

Max looked around anxiously for Logan. //He's been gone for 10 minutes. This surprise had better be worth 10 minutes with Jonas and Margo.//

Logan, meanwhile had gone outside to retrieve something from his car. //OK, now I'm nervous.// He thought. //Oh, well, I think Max will enjoy this. I hope.//

Logan stepped into the back door of the cafe, immediately running into Bob.

"Are you ready, Mr. Cale?" Bob asked with a smile on his face.

"Yes." Logan sighed. "So, I can just go on stage?"

"Well," Said Bob "I'll announce you if you'd like. After all, this isn't exactly just karaoke, is it?"

"I guess not." Logan answered nervously. "OK, let's get this show on the road."



Max had tried to make small talk with Margo and Jonas, but they had just ignored her. //Gee, I wonder if they hate me?// Max thought sarcastically, sighing. //Hurry up Logan!//

At that thought, Bob appeared on the stage, and cleared his throat to get his customers' attention.

"Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen. May I present to you a special act that we have tonight. Logan Cale."

This name not only caught Max's attention, ('I didn't know he could sing!') but Margo and Jonas' too.

"See." Margo hissed to her husband. "I told you she was a bad influence. First writing and poetry, now music!"

Logan stepped out onto the stage apprehensively. Max gasped at the sight of the guitar in his hand. //He plays the guitar too?//

As Logan began to play, Max saw how happy he was. //I should get him to play more often.//

You are strong

When I am weak

I watch you

As you sleep

I thought once

That I'd seen it all

But you're so strong

Yet so small

I need you to know this

How I feel

I need to know,

Is it real?

It took me a while

To see the truth

You need me

And I need you

I need you now

As ever before

Now I have you

I need you more



Logan watched Max as he sang his song. //I feel totally exposed. But she's worth it.//

Despite the feelings and emotions running through her head, Max's face stayed impassive. //God, he's good. Come to think of it, I've never heard that song. Oh God. He wrote it.//

As Logan finished, he was immensely relieved to see a huge smile on Max's face. //Thank God.//



"Well, good night Logan." Margo said insincerely, totally ignoring Max.

"Goodnight Margo." Max said happily.

Margo just glared. "Logan, honey?"

"Yes Max?"

"When does the next part of the plan happen?"

"Well, since we now know that Margo knows about her husband's activities, I'd say tomorrow night." Logan paused. "Know what else was useful about this little night out?" He asked.

"What." Max asked, smiling.

"I have some interesting footage for my Eyes Only broadcast."

"Logan, you didn't."

"I did. Got the whole song on tape. And there were plenty of other shady – looking characters in that cafe that could have taped it, so they can't prove that I'm Eyes Only."

Max just laughed as they walked towards Logan's penthouse.