A/N: Sorry this took SO long to get up here…I've been busy…but hey, if
anyone still remembers this story, read on!
The next day, Zack was gone. They found a short note with Alec's name on top that said he was okay and they should just go home.
Max sank on to the couch, head in hands. Logan started to go comfort her, but she stopped him. "No, don't." Logan was hurt, but he knew she had a point. Him putting his arms around her right now was NOT going to help.
"For what it's worth," Alec chimed in, "I'M happy for you."
"Shut UP Alec!" they both snapped in unison.
"Okay, okay!" He threw up his hands in defeat and retreated to his room. Which was now ONLY his room.
"I'm sorry Max," Logan said softly.
She looked up. "It's not your fault," she whispered, going to sit on his lap. She put her arms around his neck. "Not anyone's fault but his own, really. But still…" She trailed off.
"I know," he murmured, putting his arms around her waist. "But it'll be okay. He'll come around."
She snuggled up against him and rested her head on his chest. "Yeah, eventually. He doesn't really hate you, Logan. Nobody could hate you; you're too perfect." He smiled. Not quite true, but that didn't matter.
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The next day Logan was awakened by a Max-ish shriek. "Logan!" She came stomping into the room with a trademark pout on her face. "He-he-he took it!" she shouted.
"Whuff?" Logan said sleepily. "Who took what now?"
"Zack! He TOOK my BIKE!"
"Oh…I'm sure he'll give it back…"
"We are going home. NOW! Alec!!" she called on her way out. Logan groaned and pulled himself out of bed.
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Max's bike wasn't at her place or at Jampony. The last place they checked was Logan's penthouse. The bike was right in the middle of the floor.
"Ooh, goodie!" Max breathed a sigh of relief and ran to her baby. "No scratches!" she announced happily. "No note, either," she added softly.
"Max…" Logan started, enveloping her in a big hug. "It'll work out eventually, I promise."
"Yeah…" she smiled. "And until then, he's not here to get in our way. We can live our lives."
"Live our lives together," he corrected.
"Together," she agreed, snuggling up against him.
~*~THE END!~*~
A/N: Didja like it? Lemme know!
The next day, Zack was gone. They found a short note with Alec's name on top that said he was okay and they should just go home.
Max sank on to the couch, head in hands. Logan started to go comfort her, but she stopped him. "No, don't." Logan was hurt, but he knew she had a point. Him putting his arms around her right now was NOT going to help.
"For what it's worth," Alec chimed in, "I'M happy for you."
"Shut UP Alec!" they both snapped in unison.
"Okay, okay!" He threw up his hands in defeat and retreated to his room. Which was now ONLY his room.
"I'm sorry Max," Logan said softly.
She looked up. "It's not your fault," she whispered, going to sit on his lap. She put her arms around his neck. "Not anyone's fault but his own, really. But still…" She trailed off.
"I know," he murmured, putting his arms around her waist. "But it'll be okay. He'll come around."
She snuggled up against him and rested her head on his chest. "Yeah, eventually. He doesn't really hate you, Logan. Nobody could hate you; you're too perfect." He smiled. Not quite true, but that didn't matter.
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The next day Logan was awakened by a Max-ish shriek. "Logan!" She came stomping into the room with a trademark pout on her face. "He-he-he took it!" she shouted.
"Whuff?" Logan said sleepily. "Who took what now?"
"Zack! He TOOK my BIKE!"
"Oh…I'm sure he'll give it back…"
"We are going home. NOW! Alec!!" she called on her way out. Logan groaned and pulled himself out of bed.
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Max's bike wasn't at her place or at Jampony. The last place they checked was Logan's penthouse. The bike was right in the middle of the floor.
"Ooh, goodie!" Max breathed a sigh of relief and ran to her baby. "No scratches!" she announced happily. "No note, either," she added softly.
"Max…" Logan started, enveloping her in a big hug. "It'll work out eventually, I promise."
"Yeah…" she smiled. "And until then, he's not here to get in our way. We can live our lives."
"Live our lives together," he corrected.
"Together," she agreed, snuggling up against him.
~*~THE END!~*~
A/N: Didja like it? Lemme know!