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Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not Dark Angel, not the characters, nothing. Not in this chapter and not in the following. Just to let you know.
Spoilers: First season up to "Shorties in Love" - that's about when this happens
Rating: PG13
So I was finally brave enough to post it. This is my first fic in English. I know my English is a mess but nobody will read it in another language, so.. be nice or help me with it. And please tell me what you think. Just horrible? Or do you like it? Please R&R.
I know Christmas is over but hey - I love that holiday!
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Chapter 1: Plans
"So, do you have any plans for Christmas?" asked Max when they were sitting in Logan's living room with a glass of wine. "..Well... yes. The same plans I have every year. Go to Europe, visit my grandparents and have a real European Christmas."
Max look changed from relaxed to surprised, but her voice stayed the same. As if she didn't want anybody to notice how much that had hurt her. "A real European Christmas? What's that supposed to be?"
"Like a pre Pulse Christmas here. A Christmas tree, Santa Claus, lots of presents, being together with your family and eating chocolates and other nice stuff." He waited a little moment then asked, "Wanna join me?"
His grandma had called him more than once to ask if he'd bring somebody for the holidays, but he hadn't said anything to her. If he'd bring somebody it could only be Max. He'd love to have her with him. They had celebrated Thanksgiving together and their birthdays. His and Max' chosen one. Max was something like his family. Or at least somebody he didn't want to be alone on Christmas. He was happy enough not to have to celebrate with Jonas and Margot.
Max mood had changed from disappointed that he'd go away to very unsure. She couldn't simply go with him, could she? Their relationship was complicated enough. Not that she wouldn't like to spend Christmas with him. Cindy was going to visit her new lover's family. And not one day in the year was as lonesome as Christmas eve. She had been alone often, before she got to know Cindy and now Logan. But Europe? She had never been to Europe. She had no idea of how life could be like there. And it was too dangerous. Going on a plane? They'd make controls. So she said, "Sorry, Logan, but I can't. I've got work to do!"
He was obviously disappointed. "On Christmas? And isn't that supposed to be my sentence?"
"Logan, I simply can't go."
"Okay, okay, I understand!" Logan said and wondered why he was so angry about it. It's just Max and he'd only be away for about a week.
She asked, "So when will you come back?"
"New years day.."
Cool, Max, just be cool.
"So you're going to stay for a whole week?"
Why does that suddenly sound like a lifetime, asked Logan himself. "Yeah. I'm really looking forward to seeing my grandparents again."
"They are your Mom's parents, right?"
"Yeah. They went back to Europe after the Pulse."
"I hope you'll enjoy your visit."
"Me too, but why can't you come with me? I'd like to show you around. There are so many nice things to see and do over there!"
He almost had had her. Max had almost lost an "okay" with his begging and cute look, but she stayed hard. "No, Logan, really not."
She put her glass on the table, leaned back and crossed her arms in front of her chest.
He asked, "So this is your last word?"
"Yes!" Max, you're such an idiot. Why couldn't you simply say yes and go on the plane with him to Europe? One week with this great man. But no, it was too late. She just had to look into his face to see how much she had hurt him. But he nodded and put his glass next to hers.
Max couldn't stand it any more and stood up. "Gotta blaze!"
Before he could look up, she was gone. Like hypnotized he stared at the door through which she just had disappeared. Why was this girl always running away?
Time vanished till the holidays. Max and Logan didn't meet often and if, only for a short period of time. Christmas was like a wall between them. Logan worked a lot and prepared for the trip, until he took the plane two days before Christmas.
Max worked as usual, took a lot of runs for not having to think about Logan. Of course it didn't work and now she could only think of him sitting in a plane bound for Europe. She missed him. Missed his daily pages, missed him as the best person she could talk with about what happened at work and she missed his dark blue eyes watching her when telling anything. She even missed doing his legwork.
Logan spent the whole flight thinking about how nice it would have been to have Max with him. By his side. The flight wouldn't have been that boring, he knew that they would have talked all the time.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not Dark Angel, not the characters, nothing. Not in this chapter and not in the following. Just to let you know.
Spoilers: First season up to "Shorties in Love" - that's about when this happens
Rating: PG13
So I was finally brave enough to post it. This is my first fic in English. I know my English is a mess but nobody will read it in another language, so.. be nice or help me with it. And please tell me what you think. Just horrible? Or do you like it? Please R&R.
I know Christmas is over but hey - I love that holiday!
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Chapter 1: Plans
"So, do you have any plans for Christmas?" asked Max when they were sitting in Logan's living room with a glass of wine. "..Well... yes. The same plans I have every year. Go to Europe, visit my grandparents and have a real European Christmas."
Max look changed from relaxed to surprised, but her voice stayed the same. As if she didn't want anybody to notice how much that had hurt her. "A real European Christmas? What's that supposed to be?"
"Like a pre Pulse Christmas here. A Christmas tree, Santa Claus, lots of presents, being together with your family and eating chocolates and other nice stuff." He waited a little moment then asked, "Wanna join me?"
His grandma had called him more than once to ask if he'd bring somebody for the holidays, but he hadn't said anything to her. If he'd bring somebody it could only be Max. He'd love to have her with him. They had celebrated Thanksgiving together and their birthdays. His and Max' chosen one. Max was something like his family. Or at least somebody he didn't want to be alone on Christmas. He was happy enough not to have to celebrate with Jonas and Margot.
Max mood had changed from disappointed that he'd go away to very unsure. She couldn't simply go with him, could she? Their relationship was complicated enough. Not that she wouldn't like to spend Christmas with him. Cindy was going to visit her new lover's family. And not one day in the year was as lonesome as Christmas eve. She had been alone often, before she got to know Cindy and now Logan. But Europe? She had never been to Europe. She had no idea of how life could be like there. And it was too dangerous. Going on a plane? They'd make controls. So she said, "Sorry, Logan, but I can't. I've got work to do!"
He was obviously disappointed. "On Christmas? And isn't that supposed to be my sentence?"
"Logan, I simply can't go."
"Okay, okay, I understand!" Logan said and wondered why he was so angry about it. It's just Max and he'd only be away for about a week.
She asked, "So when will you come back?"
"New years day.."
Cool, Max, just be cool.
"So you're going to stay for a whole week?"
Why does that suddenly sound like a lifetime, asked Logan himself. "Yeah. I'm really looking forward to seeing my grandparents again."
"They are your Mom's parents, right?"
"Yeah. They went back to Europe after the Pulse."
"I hope you'll enjoy your visit."
"Me too, but why can't you come with me? I'd like to show you around. There are so many nice things to see and do over there!"
He almost had had her. Max had almost lost an "okay" with his begging and cute look, but she stayed hard. "No, Logan, really not."
She put her glass on the table, leaned back and crossed her arms in front of her chest.
He asked, "So this is your last word?"
"Yes!" Max, you're such an idiot. Why couldn't you simply say yes and go on the plane with him to Europe? One week with this great man. But no, it was too late. She just had to look into his face to see how much she had hurt him. But he nodded and put his glass next to hers.
Max couldn't stand it any more and stood up. "Gotta blaze!"
Before he could look up, she was gone. Like hypnotized he stared at the door through which she just had disappeared. Why was this girl always running away?
Time vanished till the holidays. Max and Logan didn't meet often and if, only for a short period of time. Christmas was like a wall between them. Logan worked a lot and prepared for the trip, until he took the plane two days before Christmas.
Max worked as usual, took a lot of runs for not having to think about Logan. Of course it didn't work and now she could only think of him sitting in a plane bound for Europe. She missed him. Missed his daily pages, missed him as the best person she could talk with about what happened at work and she missed his dark blue eyes watching her when telling anything. She even missed doing his legwork.
Logan spent the whole flight thinking about how nice it would have been to have Max with him. By his side. The flight wouldn't have been that boring, he knew that they would have talked all the time.