Xin Ru Si Hui (A Heart Reduced To Ashes)
Chapter Three
What if Max had been in love with Zack as well as Logan during Blah Blah Woof Woof? Who would she have chosen? What would have happened?
When Max woke up, she was surprised to see Zack asleep on the other couch. 'I don't think I've ever seen him sleep before. It's amazing. The amazing man called Zack. The guy that I love, who also loves me. I still can't believe that he loves me.'
She got up and walked over to the window. It had stopped raining, how long ago she didn't know, but the important part was that it had stopped and hadn't started again. 'A wonderful day to begin my new life. But the first thing to do is make sure that Logan's ok. He didn't look to good last night when him and Zack were rescuing me. I hope that he's ok.'
Walking over to Zack, she looked through all of his pockets, but there was nothing in any of them except some cash and a set of keys.
"I wonder what the keys are for?" she quietly asked herself.
Before she woke him up and asked him though, she had to find a phone so that she could ring Logan. At last she found a mobile in the kitchen, it must have been one that Zack had taken and left in there.
She tried the penthouse first, not at all surprised when the answering machine cut in with the usual "You've reached the number you dialed," of Logan's. So instead she tried the mobile. He was probably out shopping or something. She hoped.
"Hello." Bling answered after the first ring.
"Bling? What are you doing with Logan's phone?" Max asked.
"Hey, Max."
"Is he all right? Can I talk to him?"
"He can't talk right now."
"What's wrong?"
In the background, Max could hear a P.A. system calling "Dr. Marks to E.R."
"Why are you at a hospital? Tell me." She demanded.
"He's been having some problems lately. He collapsed this morning at home. They're operating on him now."
"What hospital?"
"Metro medical. Listen, max..."
Without another word, Max put the phone down and walked out the door. She knew something had been wrong with Logan, but hadn't thought that it would be this bad. She had to go help him, no matter what Zack said about getting over the border into Canada. She had to help Logan. She loved Zack, but she also loved Logan in a way that Zack couldn't understand: a love that was shared between friends.
She heard Zack come out behind her. He'd want to know where she was going of course. Sure enough she heard him ask that simple question.
"Where you going?"
So she told him the truth. It would hurt him, but she had to do it. "I'm going back.'
"No way."
"I need to be there for him."
"The mission is to get you over the border and into safe territory."
"Yeah, well, I'm changing the mission."
"Don't be crazy. Lydecker's got the entire city looking for you."
"Out of my way or I go through you. What's it going to be?"
"You going to take me on? Huh, Maxie? Go ahead."
He grabbed her by the collar of her coat, saying "Go ahead." He then pulled her into a headlock that would have killed anyone but an X-5
"Get your head in the game, soldier." He commented before kicking her into the ground. Max leapt over him, and fought with him for a moment.
"Think I'm not in the game?" was her only question before she proceeded to kick his a$$, fair and square, until he was the one on the ground, and she was the one who was walking away.
"Think again Zack."
"Okay. Do what you want but don't think you're going to make it back out of there. You're throwing away your freedom."
"Consider it a moment of weakness." Was her only reply before she walked away from him for what could be the last time.
By the time Max got to the hospital she had forgotten her fight with Zack and was only concentrating on one thing. Logan.
She walked through the hospital until she found the room Logan was in. From outside she heard a doctor and a nurse talking.
"Blood pressure's still dropping." Commented the nurse.
"Give him ten of morphine. Keep him comfortable." That doctor had to be Sam Carr, the one Logan had talked about. She entered the room, and he turned around.
"I'm sorry, you can't be in here."
"Is he dying?" she asked.
"We can't discuss that right here."
"Just tell me. Is he dying?"
"He's lost a lot of blood. He won't make it without a transfusion."
"So transfuse him."
"It's not that simple. The blood banks are tapped out. Logan is ab- negative. It's the hardest type to find. I'm sorry. There's nothing we can do."
Over the P.A they heard "Paging Dr. Carr. Dr. Carr, please."
"Why don't you take a minute?" he suggested before leaving the room.
"I'll be right outside." Was all the nurse said before she too left."
"Lucky for you" she said to Logan while taking off her jacket and hooking up the tubes to transfer blood. "I'm a universal donor. People at Manticore figured it'd be handy if their genetically enhanced killing machines could swap blood in a pinch. If you die on me, I'll kick your ass."
Closing her eyes, Max laid her head down on Logan's chest while the blood transfusion kept going.
She was in a prom-style room, and could hear Sibelius' "Valse Triste" playing in the background. She looked down to see herself wearing a gorgeous white gown. Logan was in his wheelchair, wearing a suit. So she asked him to dance.
"Dance with me."
"I can't." was his reply.
"Sure, you can. Mind over matter."
"See, my problem is I can't walk."
"I'm not asking you to walk. Just dance."
He got up from his wheel chair and they began to dance slowly, looking into each others eyes the whole time.
"Whose dream is this, anyway... Yours or mine?" he asked politely.
"Don't ask me."
"You okay?"
"Yeah. I'm just a little dizzy."
"Do you want to stop?"
"No. Don't let go."
"I won't."
"Promise?"
"I promise."
"Logan..." she began, but the dream had ended.
"Don't leave me." She mumbled.
A security guy points a guy to the back of Max's head. There are also several other guards in the room.
"Going to need you to stand up very slowly and put your hands in the air." The security guy ordered.
"What the hell's going on here?" asked Dr Carr, before he saw what Max had been doing, and took the needle out of her. "Oh, my God. What are you doing?"
"Did it work?" Max asked as the security began pulling Max away.
"Blood pressure is 110/90." Reported the nurse.
"What?"
"Did it work? Did it work?!" yelled Max before the security guy took her out.
Ok. Let me get this straight. This is not going to be a Logan/Max story. That does not automatically mean that it is a M/Z story although it could be. You just have to put up with my crappy writing until the end to fin out what happens. Ok? Please review for me or else I won't know whether to keep going or not.
Chapter Three
What if Max had been in love with Zack as well as Logan during Blah Blah Woof Woof? Who would she have chosen? What would have happened?
When Max woke up, she was surprised to see Zack asleep on the other couch. 'I don't think I've ever seen him sleep before. It's amazing. The amazing man called Zack. The guy that I love, who also loves me. I still can't believe that he loves me.'
She got up and walked over to the window. It had stopped raining, how long ago she didn't know, but the important part was that it had stopped and hadn't started again. 'A wonderful day to begin my new life. But the first thing to do is make sure that Logan's ok. He didn't look to good last night when him and Zack were rescuing me. I hope that he's ok.'
Walking over to Zack, she looked through all of his pockets, but there was nothing in any of them except some cash and a set of keys.
"I wonder what the keys are for?" she quietly asked herself.
Before she woke him up and asked him though, she had to find a phone so that she could ring Logan. At last she found a mobile in the kitchen, it must have been one that Zack had taken and left in there.
She tried the penthouse first, not at all surprised when the answering machine cut in with the usual "You've reached the number you dialed," of Logan's. So instead she tried the mobile. He was probably out shopping or something. She hoped.
"Hello." Bling answered after the first ring.
"Bling? What are you doing with Logan's phone?" Max asked.
"Hey, Max."
"Is he all right? Can I talk to him?"
"He can't talk right now."
"What's wrong?"
In the background, Max could hear a P.A. system calling "Dr. Marks to E.R."
"Why are you at a hospital? Tell me." She demanded.
"He's been having some problems lately. He collapsed this morning at home. They're operating on him now."
"What hospital?"
"Metro medical. Listen, max..."
Without another word, Max put the phone down and walked out the door. She knew something had been wrong with Logan, but hadn't thought that it would be this bad. She had to go help him, no matter what Zack said about getting over the border into Canada. She had to help Logan. She loved Zack, but she also loved Logan in a way that Zack couldn't understand: a love that was shared between friends.
She heard Zack come out behind her. He'd want to know where she was going of course. Sure enough she heard him ask that simple question.
"Where you going?"
So she told him the truth. It would hurt him, but she had to do it. "I'm going back.'
"No way."
"I need to be there for him."
"The mission is to get you over the border and into safe territory."
"Yeah, well, I'm changing the mission."
"Don't be crazy. Lydecker's got the entire city looking for you."
"Out of my way or I go through you. What's it going to be?"
"You going to take me on? Huh, Maxie? Go ahead."
He grabbed her by the collar of her coat, saying "Go ahead." He then pulled her into a headlock that would have killed anyone but an X-5
"Get your head in the game, soldier." He commented before kicking her into the ground. Max leapt over him, and fought with him for a moment.
"Think I'm not in the game?" was her only question before she proceeded to kick his a$$, fair and square, until he was the one on the ground, and she was the one who was walking away.
"Think again Zack."
"Okay. Do what you want but don't think you're going to make it back out of there. You're throwing away your freedom."
"Consider it a moment of weakness." Was her only reply before she walked away from him for what could be the last time.
By the time Max got to the hospital she had forgotten her fight with Zack and was only concentrating on one thing. Logan.
She walked through the hospital until she found the room Logan was in. From outside she heard a doctor and a nurse talking.
"Blood pressure's still dropping." Commented the nurse.
"Give him ten of morphine. Keep him comfortable." That doctor had to be Sam Carr, the one Logan had talked about. She entered the room, and he turned around.
"I'm sorry, you can't be in here."
"Is he dying?" she asked.
"We can't discuss that right here."
"Just tell me. Is he dying?"
"He's lost a lot of blood. He won't make it without a transfusion."
"So transfuse him."
"It's not that simple. The blood banks are tapped out. Logan is ab- negative. It's the hardest type to find. I'm sorry. There's nothing we can do."
Over the P.A they heard "Paging Dr. Carr. Dr. Carr, please."
"Why don't you take a minute?" he suggested before leaving the room.
"I'll be right outside." Was all the nurse said before she too left."
"Lucky for you" she said to Logan while taking off her jacket and hooking up the tubes to transfer blood. "I'm a universal donor. People at Manticore figured it'd be handy if their genetically enhanced killing machines could swap blood in a pinch. If you die on me, I'll kick your ass."
Closing her eyes, Max laid her head down on Logan's chest while the blood transfusion kept going.
She was in a prom-style room, and could hear Sibelius' "Valse Triste" playing in the background. She looked down to see herself wearing a gorgeous white gown. Logan was in his wheelchair, wearing a suit. So she asked him to dance.
"Dance with me."
"I can't." was his reply.
"Sure, you can. Mind over matter."
"See, my problem is I can't walk."
"I'm not asking you to walk. Just dance."
He got up from his wheel chair and they began to dance slowly, looking into each others eyes the whole time.
"Whose dream is this, anyway... Yours or mine?" he asked politely.
"Don't ask me."
"You okay?"
"Yeah. I'm just a little dizzy."
"Do you want to stop?"
"No. Don't let go."
"I won't."
"Promise?"
"I promise."
"Logan..." she began, but the dream had ended.
"Don't leave me." She mumbled.
A security guy points a guy to the back of Max's head. There are also several other guards in the room.
"Going to need you to stand up very slowly and put your hands in the air." The security guy ordered.
"What the hell's going on here?" asked Dr Carr, before he saw what Max had been doing, and took the needle out of her. "Oh, my God. What are you doing?"
"Did it work?" Max asked as the security began pulling Max away.
"Blood pressure is 110/90." Reported the nurse.
"What?"
"Did it work? Did it work?!" yelled Max before the security guy took her out.
Ok. Let me get this straight. This is not going to be a Logan/Max story. That does not automatically mean that it is a M/Z story although it could be. You just have to put up with my crappy writing until the end to fin out what happens. Ok? Please review for me or else I won't know whether to keep going or not.