Max still felt really bad about the whole, uh, thing. She had to
make it up to Logan somehow. So she'd done a little investigative work of
her own. It had been WAY too easy, but she had already found an ex-
Manticore lab tech in the area who said she thought she could help. That
was where Dr. Hansen figured in.
Max was just praying she knew something about anything. She had to make it up to Logan, had to make sure he knew she…well, she loved him. She'd said so already, but she felt like she had to prove it. Also, this would solve the entire problem of what to do when she went into heat. But she wasn't gonna think about that now.
Dr. Hansen came back into the room with some papers. "You're in luck. I just dealt with a DNA-targeted virus last year. They sent someone to kill me because they thought I knew too much about…you know…anyway, I cured the kid 'cause he didn't really want to do it, had nothing personal against me. And I saved the papers." Here she shook the papers in her hand. Max smiled. "All I need is a blood sample from you and one from…whoever it's targeted to."
"You need a sample from Logan? Damn. I was hopin'…I could…well, surprise him…" she mumbled.
"You couldn't do it while he was asleep?"
"No, he'd wake up. He tends to notice when people stick sharp objects into his arms or his legs or…legs! His legs!"
"Huh?" said Dr. Hansen, confused.
"He's paralyzed from the waist down, so if I stick him in the leg, he won't wake up!" she quickly ran off.
Max crept silently into Logan's room. She listened to his breathing for a while to see if he was, in fact, asleep. He was. She snuck forward and stuck the needle into his leg. He didn't react. She pulled back on the handle and filled the small syringe. She smiled. "Thanks, Logan," she whispered and ran off again.
Back at Dr. Hansen's office, Max stuck herself with another needle and reacted exactly the way Logan had (not at all). "Here ya go, is that it?" She handed the sample to Dr. Hansen.
"Yep, that's all I need. Do you want to just wait here? This should only take an hour or so."
Max nodded and spent the next hour daydreaming of all the – nevermind.
"Okay, all set!" Dr. Hansen broke into Max's thoughts.
"Really? Sure?"
"Yeah. Inject yourself with this," she handed Max another syringe, "and wait an hour for it to circulate through." Max stuck herself again and waited there. She figured she could do a lot better at waiting if Logan wasn't in the next room.
"Okay, you can go!" Dr. Hansen said brightly. Max's eyes lit up.
"Thank you so much! How much do you want?" Max said, fishing around in her pockets.
Dr. Hansen looked confused for a second, then – "Oh, no…you don't need to pay me!"
Since Max wasn't one of those people that argues and tries to give people money anyway, she just shrugged and left.
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Max arrived home, heart beating fast, and she wasn't even really in heat anymore. She went to her room and changed into pajama pants and a T- shirt, which, she realized, was Logan's. She wondered briefly when she got that, then left.
She approached to door to Logan's room and took a deep breath before sneaking in for the second time that night. Logan was asleep on his side, kind of squished over to the side of the bed. Max climbed in in the small space that left for her. She just lay there and watched him. How do you expect her to sleep at a time like this?
Around 3:00 she moved a little and accidently woke him up. His eyelids fluttered open and he saw her. "Max?!" He tried to jump out of bed, but without the exoskeleton he only succeeded in falling on his head. Max crawled to the edge of the bed and peered over at him.
"Whatcha doin' down there silly?"
"Max? What are you – what do – don't you – are – you're gonna – the virus – what are you doing?!" he spluttered.
"It's okay, Logan…I got a cure…" she whispered simply.
He just stared for a moment as this sunk in. Then, "Are you kidding?! That's great!"
"Shhh! You'll wake everyone up." She put out a hand to help him back up. He took in tentatively and they both jumped at the touch. She pulled him up to the bed and they just stared at each other, both expecting him to break out in hives or whatever. He didn't. They both grinned and hugged each other. Their lips found each other and they kissed. The finally ended up asleep in each other's arms.
AN: Sorry this took so long, I know I said I'd get it up Wednesday. But, since it was late, I gave you a nice, long, chapter (compared to my others at least). 4 more after this, then it's done…
Max was just praying she knew something about anything. She had to make it up to Logan, had to make sure he knew she…well, she loved him. She'd said so already, but she felt like she had to prove it. Also, this would solve the entire problem of what to do when she went into heat. But she wasn't gonna think about that now.
Dr. Hansen came back into the room with some papers. "You're in luck. I just dealt with a DNA-targeted virus last year. They sent someone to kill me because they thought I knew too much about…you know…anyway, I cured the kid 'cause he didn't really want to do it, had nothing personal against me. And I saved the papers." Here she shook the papers in her hand. Max smiled. "All I need is a blood sample from you and one from…whoever it's targeted to."
"You need a sample from Logan? Damn. I was hopin'…I could…well, surprise him…" she mumbled.
"You couldn't do it while he was asleep?"
"No, he'd wake up. He tends to notice when people stick sharp objects into his arms or his legs or…legs! His legs!"
"Huh?" said Dr. Hansen, confused.
"He's paralyzed from the waist down, so if I stick him in the leg, he won't wake up!" she quickly ran off.
Max crept silently into Logan's room. She listened to his breathing for a while to see if he was, in fact, asleep. He was. She snuck forward and stuck the needle into his leg. He didn't react. She pulled back on the handle and filled the small syringe. She smiled. "Thanks, Logan," she whispered and ran off again.
Back at Dr. Hansen's office, Max stuck herself with another needle and reacted exactly the way Logan had (not at all). "Here ya go, is that it?" She handed the sample to Dr. Hansen.
"Yep, that's all I need. Do you want to just wait here? This should only take an hour or so."
Max nodded and spent the next hour daydreaming of all the – nevermind.
"Okay, all set!" Dr. Hansen broke into Max's thoughts.
"Really? Sure?"
"Yeah. Inject yourself with this," she handed Max another syringe, "and wait an hour for it to circulate through." Max stuck herself again and waited there. She figured she could do a lot better at waiting if Logan wasn't in the next room.
"Okay, you can go!" Dr. Hansen said brightly. Max's eyes lit up.
"Thank you so much! How much do you want?" Max said, fishing around in her pockets.
Dr. Hansen looked confused for a second, then – "Oh, no…you don't need to pay me!"
Since Max wasn't one of those people that argues and tries to give people money anyway, she just shrugged and left.
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Max arrived home, heart beating fast, and she wasn't even really in heat anymore. She went to her room and changed into pajama pants and a T- shirt, which, she realized, was Logan's. She wondered briefly when she got that, then left.
She approached to door to Logan's room and took a deep breath before sneaking in for the second time that night. Logan was asleep on his side, kind of squished over to the side of the bed. Max climbed in in the small space that left for her. She just lay there and watched him. How do you expect her to sleep at a time like this?
Around 3:00 she moved a little and accidently woke him up. His eyelids fluttered open and he saw her. "Max?!" He tried to jump out of bed, but without the exoskeleton he only succeeded in falling on his head. Max crawled to the edge of the bed and peered over at him.
"Whatcha doin' down there silly?"
"Max? What are you – what do – don't you – are – you're gonna – the virus – what are you doing?!" he spluttered.
"It's okay, Logan…I got a cure…" she whispered simply.
He just stared for a moment as this sunk in. Then, "Are you kidding?! That's great!"
"Shhh! You'll wake everyone up." She put out a hand to help him back up. He took in tentatively and they both jumped at the touch. She pulled him up to the bed and they just stared at each other, both expecting him to break out in hives or whatever. He didn't. They both grinned and hugged each other. Their lips found each other and they kissed. The finally ended up asleep in each other's arms.
AN: Sorry this took so long, I know I said I'd get it up Wednesday. But, since it was late, I gave you a nice, long, chapter (compared to my others at least). 4 more after this, then it's done…