The Love Of Your Life Chapter 4: C h a p t e r F o ur, a dark angel fanfic

Author: Michelle Drake gypsychic04@c4.com

Author's Note: Not much to write here . . . you know the drill. I've worked hard on this story . . . so PLEASE review! I love comments, and suggestions, and honest opinions. They help me *so* much, so please give me the HONEST truth! :) The story is finally getting to the good part . . . so please bear with all the crap that some of the previous parts of the story are! One more thing . . . when it rains, the plot always thickens . . . :)

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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Dark Angel (which is really a no brainer . . . if I owned them would I really be here right now?) and the characters, I just get into their minds and play with them . . . 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! Sadness!!!! I wish I owned them . . . I really, really do. I guess my Logan clone will have to do for now . . . :)

. . .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 F o u r. . .

Max ran through the streets of Seattle, darting in and out of people. She could see Foggle towers looming in the distant fog. It would be only a matter of minutes before she was back in his arms.

Before she knew it, she was in his hallway, quickly picking the lock to his apartment.

Quietly she walked around the apartment, listening for the familiar clatter of the keyboard of Logan feverishly typing on his computer. Instead, the air was filled with an eerie silence. She surveyed the room, noting that everything was almost the exact way it was three years ago, except for a few paintings missing here and there. Not much had seemed to change although in reality everything had changed.

She snuck into the study, but she found it empty. Next she went to his bedroom, thinking that perhaps he was asleep, but the bedroom was empty as well.

Max laid down on his bed, staring up at the ceiling, contemplating whether to stay or leave.

"Maybe I should just stay in his bed and surprise him. That would really surprise him," she said to no one in particular as she imagined the look on his face if he found her asleep on his bed. She sighed and turned her head to look out the window, seeing big rain clouds slowly cover up the clear, light blue sky. She turned her head to the nightstand, noticing a piece of paper.

They were directions to a church. Max smiled to herself, deciding that Bling must be getting married. She grabbed her coat, and made her way to the church.

. . .

"You gotta' calm down man. You're starting to make me nervous," Bling joked as Logan fidgeted nervously as they waited in the back room of a small white chapel in the outskirts of Seattle.

"I'm sorry, this is just really nerve racking. I never saw myself getting married again, that's all. I just want everything to go well," he said nervously, retying his tie for the seventh time.

"Everything is going to be fine," said Bling trying to reassure him.

"I know, I just have this really weird feeling, that's all." He looked out the window, as thick gray clouds began to cover the once bright blue sky.

"Looks like it's going to rain," said Bling, noticing Logan looking out at the rain clouds anxiously.

Yeah," he said, then commenting,"isn't that a bad omen?"

"That's enough," said Bling annoyed. "Stop with the nonsense. You're getting married, be happy! Stop worrying, everything is going to be fine. Come on, lets get up to the altar, it's almost time for the ceremony."

"Yeah, let's," said Logan forcing himself to swallow his bad feelings, and begin to smile.

. . .

Max made it to the church, anxious and nervous. She couldn't wait to see him after all the time she had spent away from him. She slowly walked into the small church, feeling awkwardly under dressed. She took a spot in the back pew, next to a pleasantly plump old lady.

"Do you know the bride or the groom?" asked the old lady, with a voice as sweet as maple sugar.

"The groom," she lied, hoping that she was right in guessing it was Bling's wedding.

"Oh yes- Mr. Cale- he is such a lovely young man," gushed the old lady. "And Julie, she's a doll, I've known her ever since she was a little girl. Those two were really made for each other. They are so lovely together!"

Max almost choked on her words, but somehow managed to say them. "Mr. Cale? As in Logan Cale?"

"Why yes dear. Didn't you say, you knew him?" She looked at Max curiously, with a look of confusion.

"Umm, I- I have to leave," she said tears coming to her eyes. She couldn't believe that this was all happening. After all that she had been through, and all that she had went through to get there, it was all for nothing. He had moved on with his life. She felt like a fool for thinking everything would be the same as they were before. Of course she had moved on- why wouldn't he?

"Are you all right dear?" asked the old lady as Max got up quickly to leave, overcome by emotion.

She ran out of the church, taking one last quick glance at the altar, where Logan and Bling were now sitting. He looked so happy; she knew that she couldn't ever see him again. She took one last look, and quickly ran out of the old church, tears blurring her vision as her heart seemed to break into a thousand tiny little pieces.

Logan looked up at the same moment, and saw Max. He wasn't sure if she was real, or just a part of his imagination. It happened so quickly, that perchance it were his imagination, but she seemed so real.

"Excuse me," said Logan to Bling. "I'll be right back," he said quickly going through the side exit, his heart beating fast. He knew that he was probably crazy, and just seeing things, but if he wasn't he needed to be sure.

Once he made it outside, he wheeled to the front of the building. He looked around, seeing if she were really there, and that's when he saw her. She was sitting on a bench near a small garden, her head buried in her hands. Logan blinked, but she was still there. She was alive- he couldn't believe it.

"Max?" he choked out, almost unable to speak, in utter shock. He couldn't believe that she was sitting there right in front of his very eyes . . .

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Author's Note: I am sorry, as I look back on this part of the story I am realizing how bad it is . . . I wrote it months ago. The last chapters are better, but this kinda' sucked. Thanks for reading this far! Please review and tell me what I can do to salvage this atrocious mess! Any feedback, suggestions and comments would be MUCH appreciated! Here's a pathetic teaser, I couldn't think of anything else . . . Chapter five is okay, but chapter six and seven are the best, so please tell me if I should continue and post more or not, or whatever . . . so here's the teaser.

. . .C h a p t e r F i v e. . .
Teaser

His hand gently brushed across her cheek, as he leaned in and kissed her gently, then more passionately. He had wanted so desperately to kiss her for what seemed forever. She kissed him back, something that she had also wanted to do forever. It all seemed like a dream- to good to be true.

All right- that's it for now . . . more to come when I get fifteen-twenty more reviews because I did post two chapters at once. Please review, good, or bad, or in between, or whatever! I really want feedback! Love you all!