The Love Of Your Life Chapter 3: C h a p t e r T h r e e, a dark angel fanfic

Author: Michelle Drake gypsychic04@c4.com

Author's Note: Thank you all for reviewing the previous chapters!!!! Thanks SO much! Here is chapter three . . . it is rather, slow, but bear with me. Chapter four gets much better! Amy, KT, Angie, and Nittany- you guys are very bad at reviewing after all that editing you've done for me! Grrrr . . . I expect better of you! Just Kidding! I love you! Trisha- thanks a bunch for your nice comments on my story! :)

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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Dark Angel and the characters, I just get into their minds and make them d things . . . I do own this story, my other stories, and the character of Julie, and I own Alec . . . but that's besides the point! So basically- not mine, I want them, and I can't have them . . . such harsh reality!

. . .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 h r e e. . .

There was a loud knock at the door to Logan's penthouse.

"Could somebody get that?" Logan asked, working busily at his computer. Ever since Max had died, he had handed over the Eye's Only informant net to Syl and Krit. This way they could protect the few of their brothers and sisters that were left. Every once in a while he would receive information that he would work on and pass on to them. He couldn't just give up helping everyone else. It was one of the only thing that helped give his life real meaning.

There was another knock at the door.

"Just a minute," he called out, realizing that no one else was in the apartment.

"Hey boo!" said Original Cindy, giving Logan a quick hug.

"Hey Cindy," he replied as they moved to the kitchen.

"It's 'Original' Cindy, roller boy," she said annoyed, he always got it wrong. "Anyway, Original Cindy was wonderin' if her girl, Julie was here."

"Nope, she did some last minute shopping or something," he said. "You want anything to drink?"

"No thanks. Figures she'd be gone, she always goes shopping when she is nervous. I've known her for years, and anytime she's shopping, she has something on her mind," said Original Cindy.

"She's not nervous," Logan said, "I'm the one who's nervous."

"Of course she's nervous boo! Original Cindy's known her longer than you have, and I'll tell you, my girl always shops when she is nervous, always," she emphasized matter-of-factly. "That's why I'm glad I'm a lesbian. We don't put our selves through all this stress. So, how've you been doin'? Excited about tying the knot?" she asked.

"Yeah. For a while I wasn't exactly excited, in fact, I was dreading getting married," he confessed.

"Why boo? She's a gorgeous, smart, funny, wonderful girl. If she were a lesbian, I would marry her in an instant- Oh, now I know what you are-" she cut off, realizing why Logan had been dreading getting married. He was still hoping that Max would come back. She knew that ever since Max had died, that Logan had held on to the small chance that she was still alive. She had also hoped that she was still coming, back, but it had been three long years now. She knew that she wasn't coming back. She had excepted that fact a long time ago. That was why she had introduced Logan to Julie. She had hoped that he too would move on with his life, and accept everything that had happened.

"Well that was then, and this is now," Logan said trying his best to brush off the subject. It was still too hard to be able to talk about her, even with Max's closest friends. Sometimes that even made it harder. "So, how long does it take a nervous women to shop?" he asked, looking at his watch.

"A long, long time. Mind if I crash here until she comes back- it might be a really long while. On second thought, can I get something to drink?"

"Sure, let me get you something," Logan chuckled, as the phone rang.

. . .

Max went to a pay phone and found herself calling Logan's number. She didn't know what she was going to say, she just needed to hear his voice again.

"Hello?" said the familiar voice she had been wanting to hear for so long. The voice she could only dream of hearing, until now. The minute she heard it she didn't know what to do. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. Hearing his voice again was way too much for handle.

"Hello?" he said again, hearing shallow breathing on the other line.

Max froze, she didn't know what she was going to say to him. There was a click of the phone line, and he was gone.

Max considered calling again, but she knew that she would never find the words. Even if she did, what would she say? None of that really mattered right now anyway, it would only be a matter of hours before she was in Seattle, and back with him.

She snuck away from the phone booth, and started running towards Seattle.

. . .

Who was that? asked Original Cindy as she sipped on some coffee.

No one, Logan answered as a strange feeling began to grow in the pit of his stomach. He tried to brush it away, but the feeling was still there. It was as if it were the calm before the storm, he just wished he knew what was to come.

. . .

Logan woke up the next morning to hear clattering in the kitchen.

There was a crash of a plate, followed by a 'godammit', and the clattering of more pots and pans.

He quickly moved himself into his wheelchair, and made his way to the kitchen. He put on his glasses, to see Julie desperately trying to clean up the mess in the kitchen- or at least what seemed to be left of the kitchen.

There was pancake better splattered on the wall, a carton of orange juice puddling on the floor, egg shells everywhere, and wadded up paper towels everywhere.

"What happened?" he asked, catching her off guard, causing her to drop another pan.

"Oh, damn! I wanted to surprise you by making breakfast for you like you did for me. I can't believe I ruined it!" she said as tears of frustration came to her bluish-violet, eyes.

"It's not that important," he said trying to make his way between the pots and pans.

"But it is," she insisted. "I just wanted to do something special for you, like you always do for me. I figured, what's more special than to surprise you on our wedding day, and I completely ruined it!"

"I don't see this day getting any more special than it is right now. Of course I would've loved being surprised by breakfast, but this, he said motioning to the kitchen, "is something I'll never forget. Believe me, you did surprise me," he laughed. "You have some pancake batter on your forehead," he chuckled, giving her a smile that made her want to melt.

Julie giggled, wiping the batter off her forehead, then looking around at the catastrophe in the kitchen.

"Come here," Logan said motioning for Julie to sit on his lap. I love you, he whispered in her ear, giving her a soft kiss. They finally pulled away from each other, and together they began to clean up the mess.

"Thank you," she said after a moment of silence.

"For what?" he asked scrubbing a skillet covered with burnt pancake batter.

"For just being a great husband- well, fiance for a few more hours," she said smiling, not thinking of anyone better to spend the rest of her life with. What she didn't realize was that the happiest day of her life, was just about to turn into a complete disaster, just as her breakfast had turned out, except this wouldn't be cleaned up so easily . . .

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Author's Note: Yeah, I know that this chapter was very slow. It's main purpose was to get to know Julie a little more and set up her character for future chapters to make her a sympathetic character. Even so . . . I feel bad about giving you a not so good chapter, so I'll post chapter four as well (also because chapter four is a bit short) . . . but because I am doing that I expect a bunch more reviews!!!! At least fifteen to twenty more (so review both chapters and the previous ones! I really want the feedback because I want to know if there is anything you guys like, don't like etc . . .). . . okey dokey???? Luv you all! Don't forget to review!