DISCLAIMER: if they were mine this would be posted under the heading of original fiction, or I would be getting paid a lot of money for them, this isn't and my wallet has $2.95 cents in it so as I am sure you have figured out by now they are NOT MINE

A/N: Well here it is Chapter 7, wow 7 whole chapters in my first fic ever, I was so thrown by the amount of people who reviewed the last chapter, it means so much to know that people are actually reading this and don't totally hate it. so THANK YOU.

Another thing: I have no medical knowledge, I am not a doctor and I made up the medication and delivery method.

Some slight revisions have been made to Chapter 6 as there were some accuracy errors to clear up, eg. Logan walking as Kyre pointed out, also added some explanatory stuff but not much changed, still you should probably scan it over.

Anyway once again thanks for reading and I hope you feel inspired enough to press the little review button even if you only write hi,





Life on the streets of Seattle continued on as usual, it appeared nothing had changed as people finished work and headed home, or out into the nightlife. But high above the streets in a penthouse two people slept peacefully.

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Only their peaceful breathing penetrated the silence as Logan and Max slept, Eyes-Only and his genetically engineered Cat Woman were deep in slumber.

As Logan slept his grasp on the folder lessened and it fell to the floor with a rustle, contents spilling out and drifting away, one paper came to rest under the bed.

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As time passed Max could feel the effects of the tranquillizers lessen, it was a strange feeling to be conscious yet unable to communicate or awaken. She could sense the warm male body only feet from the bed and as the hunger grew she waited impatiently for a chance to pounce.

She heard a slight rustle and the noise distracted her slightly making her remember exactly what was happening to her body, Forcing herself to concentrate she pushed her mind into a trance-like state, and then she thought no more.

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Meanwhile Logan was dreaming.

He was sitting at the top of the space needle, but strangely enough he wasn't afraid, and somehow he seemed to be walking.

As he looked out over the darkened city he sensed her behind him and smiled, "Is this your dream or mine?" he asked glancing over his shoulder at the dark figure behind him.

"Don't know." She stepped from the shadows and sat next to him, "I finally got you on the needle anyway." Flipping her hair away from her face she grinned at him then turned back to the city.

Silently they sat there, just contemplating the view and enjoying the company.

"Logan?" She asked after several minutes, as he glanced at her she reached out and grabbed his hand. "Thank you,"

He just smiled, and turned back to the view, "You come up here a lot?" he asked after a few seconds.

"Most nights," she replied, "When I need to think, or." her words trailed off into the night.

"I think we'd better go back soon," she said sadly

"Why?" he asked puzzled at both the sudden change of topic and the shift in her mood.

"I'm going to wake up," she said "I can feel the drugs wearing off."

"Okay, I'll go now" he said standing, and turning towards the window she had appeared through.

"Just a few more minutes" she said pleadingly still grasping his hand. Looking into her velvety eyes he couldn't deny her so he again sat down.

She moved closer "I hate this so much, I'm such a freak"

"It's all a part of you Max, part of the beautiful person you are." Holding her gaze with his own he willed her to realise how much he meant those words. "And you're not a freak"

She glanced once more over the city, "Could you ring Cindy for me, tell her I had to go out of town for a few days"

"Sure, I'll ring Normal too, get you a doctor's certificate." He said squeezing her hand once more before standing again.

As he stepped through the window and out of the dream he heard her speak once more

"Thanks" she whispered.

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Logan sat up in his wheelchair, blinking at the sudden change from the dream to reality, glancing at his watch he saw it was well past the time he was supposed to dose Max.

Wheeling the chair around a bit he grabbed the bottle and measured a dose out, Transferring to the edge of the bed her opened her mouth and slowly dripped the fluid in, making sure it absorbed and that she didn't choke on it.

After she had swallowed it all he transferred back to the chair and watched as she settled into the bed again. He spun the chair and headed towards the hall intending to grab a snack and go to bed, as he reached the doorway she murmured "Logan" and he twisted to look, but she was still asleep and he continued on his way.





So here we are after the longest disclaimer and authors notes ever written, or close to at least we are at the end of chapter seven.



Will Max find the poem when she wakes up?

What will happen tomorrow?

What will Logan say to Normal and Cindy?

Next Chapter up soon.

Abregaza