One Catch
Winking Tiger • Mblab6@aol.com
Author's Notes: So, I realize that the perspective thing is a bit confusing. And as a reader of this I'd agree, but being the author I tried to incorporate some mystery here. Hypothetically, you should have some fun figuring out who's talking, i.e. some mystery. Sorry that it didn't turn out to well to plan!
If it helps any, this is from Max's POV.
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Fox's. But I do own Arlyn, and the O'Briens.
Chapter 9
~*~ "I just don't know ... I was taken from him ... I can only imagine … then I was back there ... He was this really strong rock … haunted you, chased you, and taken you back … I lost that too ... just a faint taste … this feeling … this is it … too stubborn … he was all I wanted..."
"The fear of failure. You're afraid, of rejection, of doing something wrong. You're afraid." ~*~
So, he walked away, and now I've had my time to think. "I don't know" was the best I could come up with, before. Now, now have I come up with anything better? I may just have. It's not all that much better, but it's all that I know for sure. I love him. I love Logan. I'm afraid of loving him, of loving him as much as I do and not being able to touch him. Of even just telling him how much I love him. I love him. I'm afraid; of him and of love. So yeah, I thought. And yeah I found something else. But that's not too helpful now, is it?
So what do I do now?
"You have enough time? Or do I need to leave you?"
"Oh, no. No! Stay, I think … I think I've had enough time and … I know, now."
"Know? Know what exactly?"
"I love him. God help me, I love him. I love him so much … but I'm afraid. I'm afraid of him, of telling him, and I'm afraid of love. And how much better is that? Instead of not knowing anything, all I really do know is that I'm afraid, and that I love him."
"That's something."
"Ha."
"Well, I've got something, else, that may just make some kind of difference."
"That is?"
"Purely theoretically here, I had a little too much free time one day at work, and got to thinking, and I think I've got an idea … on how I could cure the virus."
"All knowing, all great one, you think you've found a cure?"
"Yeah, I think I might have. That is, an idea as to yet be actually tested out."
"But? There's always a 'but'. 'I can find a cure for you, but it'll cost big bucks'. 'I love you, but I'm about to die. You'll live, but you're brother died to save you. Little buts that make life hell. This but would happen to be what exactly?"
"Ah, yes, sorry to go with everything else, there is a 'but'. Only it's a huge but, just a small one."
"And?"
"And it's that I'd need some of his blood too. If I was to even try."
"Oh."
"Yeah."
"Oh." Defeat seems to get easier, or more frequent, every time.
"I'm sorry Kye."
"Oh." Shouldn't I be able to get something other than a phrase out when something happens? 'I just don't know.' 'Oh.' Well that's just really good for the $54 million dollar girl. Million … money … Logan … family money … locket … Logan's blood … That's it!
"Hey! I think …"
"Think?"
"Before I left Logan, I kind of … well I took something to remember him, incase something happened and I never got back. I'm sure he realized, by now at least … maybe not. But his mother had had a locket that was meant for him to have when she died. But before he could get it when that did happen, some of his les respectable relatives took it; 'cause it was shinny. And I was able to get it back for him on my occasion of meeting said relative. And … I took it on my way out. He's handled it a ton, there's gotta be some of his DNA on it, might not be blood, but something? Would that work?"
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