Disclaimer: once again not mine

Thanks to all the people that reviewed I should be getting a bunch of quick chapters out in the next two days and I might end it there or keep going. Either way I do promise this will be a happy ending. By the way like before Max's thoughts are in the 'marks'.






"Max silently picked the lock and entered the apartment. She turned the corner and saw the table set for two with candles and everything. 'He really went all out.' "Logan I'm here where are you."
"In the kitchen"
"So what are we having" She asked while entering the kitchen.
"Pasta Tricolore"
Her eye's and voice both softened at this. "My favorite"
"Yeah I thought it would be nice."
"Oh and for desert raspberry cheesecake."
"Ok what do you need?"
"What?"
"All of this stuff you either did something very wrong or you need me to do something which is it?"
"Neither."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Go sit down I'll be out in a second with dinner."
Max went into the other room but before she sat down she went to put music on. She was looking through his cd collection when she came across Sibilius and quickly put that on then sat down. Logan entered the room a second later with two plates and put one in front of Max and the other in front of himself. They ate silently for a second before Logan realized what song was on.
"Sibilius's Triste Valse?"
"I always loved this song." A small smile came across her lips. Neither had told the other of that shared dream about a year ago but they both knew somehow. She looked up and saw his smile quickly fade. For a second he had this look that was a mixture of dread fear and pain. Like the look she had for ten years every time she thought about being taken back to manticore. He quickly covered this back up and was back to his poker face.
"Logan what's up?"
"Let's eat first, then we'll talk ok."
"Ok Logan" They ate the rest of the meal almost in complete silence. Max often caught Logan staring at her. He couldn't help it knowing that this would be there last meal together. They finished the feel then desert.
"Max want to go into the living room to talk?"
"Sure what's up?" He sat down on the couch and she sat down next making sure to leave a safe distance between them.
"Max I love you." She was shocked by how he was starting the conversation they weren't usually this direct with each other. "I care more about you than I do about me. And this thing with us is hurting you."
"What are you saying." She knew what he was saying. Tears started to well in her eyes.
"I think that we should say goodbye." At that her tears escaped her eyes and slipped down her cheeks. Logan got up and a second later returned with gloves on his hands. /he sat back down and with his gloved hand wiped the tears from her cheek.
"Max I know this will hurt, but it's best in the long run. I don't think either of us could handle it if we continued like this then never found a cure."
"No."
"What?"
"I can't lose you again. The pain of not being able to touch you I can handle. If I couldn't even be near you, see you, talk to you, that's what I couldn't handle. Today I was talking to Original Cindy and she said not to stay just because I didn't want to hurt you."
"Max she's right."
"Logan shut up." She paused to collect herself a little before looking him right in the eye and continuing. "I stay because I love you. Not because I don't want to hurt you but because I want to be near you. I want us to be together in every way but I will take what I can get. I love you Logan and I am happier now not touching you than I would be if we are apart."
"What if we never find a cure."
"I can live the rest of my life by your side never touching you. But I couldn't live if I could never see you again."
"Max.."
"No Logan you aren't going to leave me and I'm never leaving you again I love you I wont let it happen.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah"
"I love you too Max" With his still gloved hand he took her hand in his. And they both wished for the day when they could really touch. Both knowing it might never come.