Disclaimer: Can't I just pretend I own it? No? Damn!

A/N: I am soooo sorry this took so long. Blame school. And work. And parents. Ah well, I go on school holidays in a week, so I'll be posting quicker.

A/N2: Thanx for all the reviews! I really appreciate knowing that people are actually reading my incoherent babbling.

A/N3: OK I have to dedicate this chapter to Elinor. Just cause I want everyone to know that she really exists, and she gave me the idea for the story. (*Darkone runs away screaming as Elinor chases her with a knife*)



Elinor groaned as she awoke. //Eh, my head hurts. What the….? Oh yes. That stupid mean kidnapper punched me. I wonder where she is.//

"Hello?" Elinor called out. "Oh evil one who punched me? Where are you?"

Leah groaned loudly. "Why do all good things have to end?" She muttered to herself.

"Hi evil kidnapper!" Elinor was determined to piss her off.

"Shut up kid!" Leah yelled. //I am so gonna punch her again.//

Elinor laughed. "Nope. Can't shut me up. Lalala. I love to talk, and you can't stop me. Now, what should I talk about? Hmmmm. Oh yeah! I met these really nice people the other night. Max and Logan…"



Max awoke slowly, her ears ringing at first, and began to survey her surroundings. //Score!!!// She thought to herself. //I knew I'd end up in his bed eventually!"

Though Max had moved very little, Logan still awoke. He was tuned to her every movement since her seizure the night before.

"Max" He said, opening his eyes. "Are you OK?"

Max smiled. "Yeah. Feel much better." She blushed. "Um, Logan… I just wanted to say thanks…"

Logan grinned, perplexed. "For what?"

Max sighed. "For…. For caring. And for being here for me." She paused. "You know, I've never needed anyone in my life. I've never wanted to need anyone."

Logan tensed at this. //Here comes the dumping.// He tried to move away, but Max was holding on to him tightly.

"Logan." She looked up, catching his attention. "I want to need you." She looked down again, blushing.

//Oh my God. Maybe…//

"Max," Logan paused, trying to get his feeling in order before voicing them. "I know how you feel. I think."

Max was suddenly afraid. //What if he doesn't feel… that way for me?// She moved to stand up.

"No Max, don't go." Max hesitated at his pleading tone. "What I meant to say was… I love you."



Tym sat, typing at his computer. He was trying to find a reliable safe house. //I need to call Logan Cale.// he thought to himself. //Maybe Eyes Only has a place that I can stay.//

Tym had planned to meet Logan at a party the week before, but had bailed after Elinor was kidnapped, not wanting any trouble. //God knows I'm in enough already.//

Tym had been an informant for Eyes Only for 4 weeks when a gang of mobsters came after him, looking for revenge. Logan had set him up with a new house and identity, so Tym owed Eyes Only big time. He sighed. //How did I manage to get myself into this? God, I'm only 18!//

In the last week, a new gang had closed in on him, so he was keeping a low profile. It had not been smart, however, to go to the party. Bob King had turned up, and Tym had given information to Eyes Only about a week before. //Now the Bastard's after me!//

Tym sighed again. //Guess it's time to call Logan.//