Disclaimer: If fanfic authors owned Dark Angel, the worl would be a better place. But hey, life wasn't meant to be fair.

A/N: I had to add another character – I was getting bored with my own story! So, enjoy!





3 months later



Max awoke groggily. "Logan?"

"Yeah?" Logan came into their bedroom quickly at her call.

"What's the time?" Max was concerned. She hadn't felt the baby move in hours.

"It's 9:30." Logan replied. "Why?"

Max groaned as she sat up. "Haven't felt the baby move in a while."

Logan sighed as he sat down next to Max. "Maybe he's asleep."

Max sighed. Logan could tell that she was worried, as she always was when this happened. Suddenly, Max grinned. "There he is."

Logan placed his hand on Max's stomach and smiled at his child's movements. "Told ya." He said to Max, grinning.

Max kissed him lightly and snuggled into his chest. "Yeah, well. It's my job to worry." She replied, smiling.



"Knock knock."

Logan came out of his dream world at a knock on the door. I wonder who that is. He walked over to the door, pondering who the visitor might be. Probably someone for Max. He thought, smiling to himself.

Logan opened the door and found a dark-haired young man standing there. "Can I help you?" He asked politely.

"Yeah, hi. I'm Krit. I'm here to see Max."



Logan sat down at the table and stared at the young man in front of him. He was tall dark and handsome, with brown eyes and perfect teeth.

"So, this is Krit." He said, almost to himself.

"And this is the legendary Logan." Krit replied with sarcastic ease.

"I'm sorry" Logan sighed. "I just wasn't expecting this. Max will be pleased to see you though."

Krit smiled. "I had to come see her when I found out that she was married. You know, rate the husband and all."

Logan stared at Krit. "You mean…" He paused. "You're not here because…" Logan stopped, not quite sure how to tell Krit about the upcoming birth of their child.

"What?" Krit was clearly perplexed. "Is it Max? Is she OK?"

Logan laughed quietly. "I don't know if I want to tell you this."

"Why?" Krit asked, confused.

"Well," Logan began. "If you're anything like Zach, you'll kill me."

Krit looked at Logan blankly.

Logan sighed. "Max is seven months pregnant."

Krit gasped. "Really? Wow! That's… well, that's great!"

Logan smiled at him. "I know."



Max groaned as she awoke. Her back was aching, her neck was aching, and she was starving (Despite having only eaten 3 hours before.). She sighed and heaved herself out of bed to make Logan feed her. She found him sitting at the kitchen table, in a deep conversation with a young man. As she rounded the corner, she recognised Krit.

"Krit!" She shouted excitedly, embracing him the moment he stood up.

"Hey Maxie. You look good."

Max grinned at Krit's remark. "I guess Logan told ya, huh?"

"Not like I would've missed it." Krit replied, quickly ducking from a blow aimed at his head.