Disclaimer: Why tell the truth when you can lie? I own Dark Angel!!!! Hehe

A/N: So I had orchestra rehearsal for 5 hours last night. Don't even think about complaining about how long this chapter took.

A/N2: I hope you like this chapter. In contrast to all the other chapters, stuff actually happens!



As Max walked towards Tym, she heard a scream. She turned around quickly. "Logan?!" She called out for Logan, hoping that he wasn't hurt – or worse.

"Max." Max sighed in relief as Logan approached her. "There's something going on."

Max turned around and looked into Logan's eyes. She could see that he was scared, and began to be afraid herself. "What happened?"

"Elinor's missing." Logan answered quietly. "Did you see anything? Hear anything?"

"Yeah." Max paused. "Didn't you?"

Logan looked at her, visibly puzzled. "Enhanced hearing Max."

Max sighed. "I heard a scream. From somewhere north of here."

Logan ran his hand through his short, spiky hair. "When?"

"Couldn't have been more than 5 minutes ago." She answered solemnly.

"Let's go."



As Max and Logan drove through the streets of sector 8 looking for Elinor, Max became uneasy. "Something isn't right about this." She paused. "I mean, we just saw her right?"

Logan took his eyes off the road and smiled at her. Turning back to his driving he said "I don't know. I have a feeling that her father has something to do with this."

Max sighed puzzledly. "I don't get it. Why kidnap your own daughter?"

"Publicity." Logan answered. "He plays the part of the doting parent, and eventually saves his little "damsel in a dress", while his drug deliveries go on underneath the authorities noses."

"Oh. I get it." Max said slowly. "The poor parent of the missing child would never be suspected."

"Exactly."



"Hey! That hurt. You're really mean, whoever you are. Which leads to my question about this blindfold. Do I really have to wear it? It itches my eyes, apart from the fact that I can't see. I mean, if you're gonna kill me what does it matter if I see your face? By the way, are you gonna kill me? Cause I don't-"

"Shut up!"

Elinor was quiet. //I wonder who my kidnapper is. No doubt dad has something to do with it. I really don't think I'd like to die… I wonder if Max and Logan will help me.//

RING RING

Elinor jumped when the phone rang. She heard her kidnapper leave the room. //Ah well, may as well get some sleep.// She thought, before drifting off.



"Hello?" Leah answered the phone, sighing in relief when she heard Bob's voice on the other end.

"Leah!" He exclaimed happily. "How is Elinor?"

"She's as annoying as hell" Leah snapped. "When the hell do I get out of here?!"

"Well that's what I'm ringing about." Bob paused. "The guy that was sposed to take her fell through, so I was hoping you look after her for a while longer."

"No way! I will-"

"I'll make it worth your while."

"Fine!"



After talking to the police, Max and Logan returned to his penthouse. Max walked straight inside and flopped down on the couch. "Logan." She asked quietly.

"Yeah Max?" Logan replied, walking to the living room.

"We will find her, right?" She asked timidly, closing her eyes.

"Yeah Max." He answered, sitting down next to her. He knew that she was having a hard time with the concept of a parent so blatantly mistreating their child. He moved closer to her, wanting to make her feel better. //I hope she lets me hug her. I don't know…//

Max opened her eyes and saw Logan moving towards her. She let him wrap his arms around her, make her feel safe. They sat that way for a few minutes, until Logan noticed that Max had fallen asleep. He picked her up and put her into the guest room's bed.

"Goodnight Max." He whispered, closing the door.