AN: Well you guys asked for it so here it is.
It was beautiful out. One of those wonderful day's that makes you want to go to the beach and lie out in the sun. It was bright and sunny the sky was laced with clouds of cotton candy, and the birds were singing. Max and Logan were standing there on the freshly cut grass holding hands.
"It wasn't your fault Logan." Max said softly as she watched the tears slip down his cheek.
"Yes it was." He choked out in a voice so small that if Max didn't have the enhanced hearing she could have never heard it. "I kept her doing all these dangerous things in Seattle and that is what got her killed."
"No it wasn't Logan. Asha was doing something for the S1W, not for you. And you couldn't have even stopped her from doing this if you had tried. You didn't have anything to do with her dying." Max was trying to find the words to comfort him but knew that they didn't exist.
"She didn't deserve to die not like that." She had been doing work for the S1W when she was shot. They of course ran off leaving her in the cold alone to die.
"She died fighting for what was right, fighting for those who couldn't fight for themselves. She died trying to make a difference in this messed up world. I think it is how she would have wanted it." Max took her gloved hand from his and wiped the tears from his cheeks.
"Thank you." Logan said quietly. "I love you."
"I love you too." Max said in the same hushed tone. The funeral had ended and people were just starting to leave the cemetery, but Max stayed with Logan for a while longer. An hour later and they were the only two left there, but Max didn't care. She would be there for the man she loved as he said goodbye to a friend. Finally Logan turned to Max and spoke.
"Max let's go home." His voice was broken and She knew he would never really get over the loss of his friend, the same way that she never got over the loss of anyone in her life. But she knew that he would survive, he was strong. So she took his hand and started to lead him away from there towards home. She stopped a second later though. Standing about fifty feet away he stood watching them.
"Logan can I meet you back at your place?" Max asked and when Logan saw what she was looking at he nodded, lifted her gloved hand and kissed it softly then walked away. Max walked over to him slowly. "Hey Alec."
"Max." He looked at her for a second then went back to staring at Asha's fresh grave.
"You didn't come during the funeral." It wasn't a harsh question or accusation, but simple curiosity, she knew he was hurting about this.
"Couldn't, we never went through the funeral part when a solider died, it makes it too real. I didn't want it to be real." Alec paused for a second. He then started to walk towards the grave Max walking next to him. when he reached it he bent down and touched the freshly dug earth. "But it is real isn't it?" He wasn't really asking so she didn't answer. Max just knelt beside him and put a comforting arm around him. "I thought that it wouldn't hurt like this. That if I stayed away, kept it light, she wouldn't get hurt. And if something did happen it wouldn't feel so bad." He then did something very unlike himself, he let his shields down. He leaned against Max and let some tears fall from his eyes. "Why does it feel so bad."
AN: I know it was really short sorry. If I get reviews I will get the next chapter up. I have two idea's for it and am letting you guy's decide what happens next:
1. I have this be the last time Asha is mentioned and get on with the story.
2. I have them find out Asha was actually bad, do a lot of Asha bashing, then get on with the story.
Review and let me know what you think. And if you have any other idea's for what you would like to see happen I am very open to suggestions. Oh and thanks for all of the reviews on the last chapter, if I get 10 on this chapter I will post again right away.
It was beautiful out. One of those wonderful day's that makes you want to go to the beach and lie out in the sun. It was bright and sunny the sky was laced with clouds of cotton candy, and the birds were singing. Max and Logan were standing there on the freshly cut grass holding hands.
"It wasn't your fault Logan." Max said softly as she watched the tears slip down his cheek.
"Yes it was." He choked out in a voice so small that if Max didn't have the enhanced hearing she could have never heard it. "I kept her doing all these dangerous things in Seattle and that is what got her killed."
"No it wasn't Logan. Asha was doing something for the S1W, not for you. And you couldn't have even stopped her from doing this if you had tried. You didn't have anything to do with her dying." Max was trying to find the words to comfort him but knew that they didn't exist.
"She didn't deserve to die not like that." She had been doing work for the S1W when she was shot. They of course ran off leaving her in the cold alone to die.
"She died fighting for what was right, fighting for those who couldn't fight for themselves. She died trying to make a difference in this messed up world. I think it is how she would have wanted it." Max took her gloved hand from his and wiped the tears from his cheeks.
"Thank you." Logan said quietly. "I love you."
"I love you too." Max said in the same hushed tone. The funeral had ended and people were just starting to leave the cemetery, but Max stayed with Logan for a while longer. An hour later and they were the only two left there, but Max didn't care. She would be there for the man she loved as he said goodbye to a friend. Finally Logan turned to Max and spoke.
"Max let's go home." His voice was broken and She knew he would never really get over the loss of his friend, the same way that she never got over the loss of anyone in her life. But she knew that he would survive, he was strong. So she took his hand and started to lead him away from there towards home. She stopped a second later though. Standing about fifty feet away he stood watching them.
"Logan can I meet you back at your place?" Max asked and when Logan saw what she was looking at he nodded, lifted her gloved hand and kissed it softly then walked away. Max walked over to him slowly. "Hey Alec."
"Max." He looked at her for a second then went back to staring at Asha's fresh grave.
"You didn't come during the funeral." It wasn't a harsh question or accusation, but simple curiosity, she knew he was hurting about this.
"Couldn't, we never went through the funeral part when a solider died, it makes it too real. I didn't want it to be real." Alec paused for a second. He then started to walk towards the grave Max walking next to him. when he reached it he bent down and touched the freshly dug earth. "But it is real isn't it?" He wasn't really asking so she didn't answer. Max just knelt beside him and put a comforting arm around him. "I thought that it wouldn't hurt like this. That if I stayed away, kept it light, she wouldn't get hurt. And if something did happen it wouldn't feel so bad." He then did something very unlike himself, he let his shields down. He leaned against Max and let some tears fall from his eyes. "Why does it feel so bad."
AN: I know it was really short sorry. If I get reviews I will get the next chapter up. I have two idea's for it and am letting you guy's decide what happens next:
1. I have this be the last time Asha is mentioned and get on with the story.
2. I have them find out Asha was actually bad, do a lot of Asha bashing, then get on with the story.
Review and let me know what you think. And if you have any other idea's for what you would like to see happen I am very open to suggestions. Oh and thanks for all of the reviews on the last chapter, if I get 10 on this chapter I will post again right away.