Author: Michelle Drake gypsychic04@c4.com
Author's Note: Here you all go . . . long awaited (actually not really very long awaited) chapter two! Things are working up to the climax . . . so keep on reading and reviewing . . . the more you review the more I post! There really isn't very much else to say . . . just PLEASE tell me what you think. One of my reviewers was a little confused, so here is a clarification, Max has been at Manticore for three years, and Logan has basically excepted the fact that she is dead (post AJBAC).
Feedback: PLEASE, Please, please review, remember, flames are always good, I just really want to know how I can make my writing better!!!! :) E-mail me if you have a question about my writing, or anything at gypsychic04@c4.com. I would also love to offer my beta-ing skills! :)
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Dark Angel characters- I just get into their minds and play with their hearts. Yes, I know sadly I don't own Michael Weatherly- oh poo!!!! He belongs to Jessica Alba, and I don't think she will let me have him. Logan and Max, and other characters belong to James (let's make a story about an unsinkable boat and sink it) Cameron and Charles H. (what had he done?) Eglee and all the apes- or baboons- or primates- or . . . whatever, the peoples at Fox. I do however own this story and my other stories- so there!!!! Oh- and I own Julie- she's my character- not the baboons who own Fox. I also own Alec- he's my love slave . . . but that's besides the point . . . and you can't have him!
. . .T h e L o v e O f Y o u r L i f e. . .
by Michelle Drake
. . .C h a p t e r T w o. . .
Max quietly hid in the shadows of the dark cave that she had hid out in with Zack so long ago. After breaking free of Manticore, the woods were swarming with soldiers, and she needed a place to hide out until it was dark. Memories of Zack rushed through her mind, haunting her. She had accepted the fact that he had killed himself just to save her life, but it still hurt too much to think about it. She blinked back tears, like she always did, when she remembered what had happened . . .
It was cool and dark. She had no idea where she was or what was happening. The last thing that she had remembered was lying in bed with Logan. It was so real, yet so dream like at the same time. Maybe it was because she had dreamed of that very moment so many times before. That's when she was violently forced back into reality, as she lay on the cool, dark floor of the forest. The next thing she saw was Logan. She didn't understand what was going on . . . why was he crying? She didn't remember what he said, all she could remember was the sadness that was etched on his face, and the heartbreak that was reflected in his eyes. All she wanted to do was tell him that she loved him, but the words didn't come out, and soon everything went into a tunneling, black, nothingness.
That's when the real bomb hit. At first it seemed comforting and calm, as she remembered everyone she loved. It was almost welcoming, until she heard Zack's voice filled with pain. Bring her back! he yelled out in desperation. We can't. Her heart is too badly damaged, said an unknown voice. Max could hear more little tidbits of conversation here and there, then hearing the words that she had replayed in her mind over and over and over again. Fight them Maxie, promise me you'll fight them! his voice was filled with determination and fear, but also with love that ran deeper than just being a brother. X-599, I've got a heart for you- There was a loud gunshot and then a silence. Silence had never seemed so loud . . .
After Max had come to the realization of what had happened she fought them hard. Now all her hard work was about to pay off. She didn't know how she'd make it through with the woods which were swarming with Manticore soldiers, but she knew that she would make it. She had to make it. She didn't have any other choice. Getting back to Seattle meant more to her than anything, and she didn't care who got in her way, or what she would have to do to get there. She was going to escape form Manticore for good. Most of all she had to see Logan again. She had know idea what she'd say to Logan when she got there, but she didn't care. She just had to see him, even if it were the last thing she did.
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Logan worked busily making breakfast for Julie. He was finally starting to feel excited about the wedding. He was afraid that he might have made Julie feel like he wasn't ready to get married, or even worse, that he didn't want to get married to her.
"Knock, knock, knock," he said entering the bedroom with the tray of breakfast, complete with a single red rose.
"You made me breakfast in bed?!" she said surprised. "That is so sweet!" Since she had gotten to know Logan, she had realized what a hopeless romantic he was. When they had went on their first date he had brought her a bouquet of a dozen red roses. When he had proposed he had made her the most gorgeous dinner with candles scatters everywhere around the room. Even though she'd grown to expect his sweet little romantic gestures, she hadn't expected him to bring her breakfast in bed.
"Well, I know I've been a little withdrawn lately, and I'm sorry. I guess I was really nervous about the wedding," he confessed, setting the tray in front of her. "My first marriage never went well, so I have bee really nervous about going down the aisle again. So I guess this is my way of making everything up to you. I needed to let you know that I really want to marry you, and that I love you, more than anything."
"You didn't have to make me breakfast in bed though!" she said teasingly, as she brushed a lock of long, curly blonde hair behind her ears. "Everyone get's cold feet."
"I don't care if I didn't have to make you breakfast, I wanted to. Besides, I just spent all morning cooking for you, so eat!" he teased moving himself next to her on the bed as they shared the breakfast.
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Max peered outside of the cave, all senses on alert. She spotted soldiers posted everywhere around the woods.
"Damn," she cursed quietly. It didn't look like she was going to be going anywhere until way past nightfall, meaning she'd have to wait even longer, if she could only last that that long. She moved to the back of the damp, cave, hoping that she would be able to hide there undetected.
"You check over the river, and I'll check the cave," said Brin's familiar voice.
Max crept even farther back into the cave, so that her back was pressed up against the cold stones. She tried her best to hide in the cool, dark shadows of the cave, hoping that Brin wouldn't find her. She knew that if she did find her, she wouldn't have the strength to fight.
Brin made her way into the cave, looking for Max. She slowly snuck around the walls, venturing farther into the back of the cave where Max was, making sure that no one was there. Sensing Max's presence behind her, she snapped around before Max could attack her first and pulled her to the ground.
Max tried to get up, but Brin pushed her down again. Her whole body ached, as she tried to fight off Brin.
Max could feel tears come to her eyes, as she lay defeatedly on the ground of the cave. The tears didn't come solely from the pain she was in, but because it was her sister that she loved, and who once loved her, that was doing this to her.
"I won't go back there," Max said crying sadly. "I won't let them do to me what they did to you. I'll never go back there again, there's no way I'll ever go back," she stressed, breaking down. She was so close to escaping, and now she would never. make it back to Logan. She couldn't stand the thought of having to go back there. She knew that eventually they would break her, and they would turn her back into what she was created to be. But most of all, it all came back to the fact that she couldn't stand the fact of never seeing Logan again.
"Shut up, you weak traitor!" she shouted. "I'm not going to let you go back out there in the world and make the same mistake again."
"Don't you remember what it was like out there? The only mistake is staying here," Max said, trying to convince Brin to let her go. She knew that if she were brought back, she might never get the chance to escape again. She noticed that Brin's stare was still an icy glare, so sharp that it could kill. She tried again. "Don't you remember what it was like out there? Don't you remember what it was like to fall in love with someone? To be loved?" she stressed, as she saw Brin raise her hand for one last sharp blow.
Brin got ready to give Max one last hard hit, as she noticed the tears on her face. She remembered when they were children, seeing Max cry, but most of all she remembered that Max was her sister. She suddenly just couldn't do it.
Max braced herself for the final hit, then realizing that she wasn't going to hurt her.
"Please come with me," she pleaded hoping that Brin was really going to let her go.
"No, I will return to command," Brin said with no emotion, leaving the cave.
Max contemplated stopping her, trying to convince her to come with her again, but she knew it was no use.
Outside the cave, Max could here Brin telling them that the cave was clear.
Max was stunned, Brin was telling the truth. She was really letting her escape. After waiting for it to get completely dark, Max snuck out of the cave, and began to go towards her destination, Seattle. Despite the fact that she was about to finally be with Logan again, she couldn't seem to shake the feeling that things weren't going got work out the way she hoped.
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Author's Note: That was a little bit short and there wasn't too much to this chapter, but there is much more to come, especially when we reach the climax! Just bear with me PLEASE! It does get so much better. REMEMBER: Review, sil vous plait! I love you all! Please tell me what I can do to make this better . . . the more you review the faster I post! :) I love the feedback, then I can know what I can do to make it better, and I can know how many peoples have read! Thanks!
the.love.of.your.life.by.Michelle.Drake©
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