Limited Time

Chapter 7.

AN 1: Hey guys. Sorry it took so long. First I was shocked that the NC-17 section closed, then I received some e-mails (and also some reviews) that indicated that I went too far with the last chapter. Personally I don't think so. But what do I know. I'm a pervert. So you want some smut + romance. I'm working on it. This one is a un-smutty chapter. If you read my note at the end of the chapter you'll know why and I hope you can help me. As I couldn't add this chapter just like that I re-posted the previous chapters as R-rated. I mean, they are more R than NC-17 anyway.

AN 2: And on a more personal note. What's up Sibelius? Thought we had a deal.

Counting down the hours:

At that crashing noise G. Berman and that guy named Joss jumped up from their chairs. Obviously the security guys didn't hear that. They looked over to where the noise came from and their eyes widened in shock as they saw two almost naked people laying head to the ground on one another – intimately joined. Berman grabbed his gun and moved over to them. "What the fuck?", he asked pointing the gun at them.

Max and Logan realized quickly what had happened but neither of them knew what to do. "We're busted", Logan mumbled in her neck. He lay on her and his full weight crushed her to the floor so she couldn't move. Which wasn't her intend. She felt fairly secure being covered by him. Not secure from the gun that Berman was pointing at them but secure from the embarrassment of being caught in such an awkward position. Logan quickly go up and slid up his pants and moved in front of Max to give her some "unseen" time to grab her tank top from the storage room and pull her pants back up.

Once they were at least a little properly dressed they were standing in front of Berman. Hands in the air and thoroughly blushed, still breathing heavily. //God how awkward. Damn// They were both thinking. They were so embarrassed they couldn't even look that damn bad guy in the eyes.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Berman requested to know. He expected pretty much everything but not two grown ups in his storage room having sex. "Well", Logan started to explain, "we just took a walk and we found the door open and we just couldn't hold on to ourselves. So when we heard someone coming in here we decided to hide in that storage room. Well, the rest I think you can put together yourself, he he." Logan answered not sure if was really sounding believable.

Berman just looked at them suspiciously and didn't know whether to believe it. If he would call the security and have them tied up, those two might get the idea that something illegal goes on here. If not he might let some spies get out with important information. He could not risk to let his new attack against mankind, get out into the open too early. So he scanned them both carefully and then let his eyes drift into the storage room. There was a jacket, a shirt and a filled backpack. "Move over to the side and don't even think of letting those hands down", Berman barked at Max and Logan and stepped into the storage room to pick up the backpack. He opened it and what he saw didn't amuse him. They stole his money.

He dropped the backpack and called out for the security guards outside. Within seconds they were inside pointing their machinery guns at them. "Get down on the floor", they yelled. That Joss guy walked up next to Berman. "Hey, our deal is still on, right? I can't risk to let this one go down. Everybody might realize that I'm incapable if you don't run that show for me. So we have a deal?" he asked insecure a he was. "Hell yeah. Deal is a deal. But you better get out of here. This might get a little ugly here." The both guys shook hands and Joss left.

The security guards were still pointing their guns at Max and Logan yelling at them to get down. Just then Max pager went off. "Time out", Max stated. She glanced up at Logan who gave her a conformational nod. Then Max made a quick move and rid those guards of their guns. She jumped up in the air and knocked them both out with a very well done spin of her legs.

While Berman watched the whole scene play out in front of him with surprise Logan walked over to him and knocked the gun out of his hand. "That's it Berman", Logan said while picking up the gun and pointing it towards Berman. "We really only wanted you to rid you of some of your money and let the cops take over the case before you could sneak out of here. But as things played out, well, I guess I have no other choice." Logan said grinning wickedly at him. Berman sank to his knees, begging, sobbing, pleading and crying. "Just where I wanted you", Logan said and then turned to Max who stood there watching the scene. "Sweetheart, could you tie this culture killing bastard up while I call Matt Sung?" With that he pulled out his cell phone to fill in his cop friend while watching Max tie up that freak. After that was done they left the place with a smile on their faces. They got the gangster, the money for the temporary cure and they finally knew exactly to what they could look forward to after that storage room stunt. They hopped into the car and decided to celebrate that at Crash – touching or not. But before that they wanted to drop off the money at the lab so the geek could get to work on the permanent cure as soon as possible.

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They were so enthusiastic they almost broke the door to the lab both knocking and kicking against it till a tired lab geek opened it. "What the hell is your problem? You know what time it is anyway? It's 4:30 in the morning!!!!", the lab geek barked angrily.

"Sorry", Max and Logan both said with an almost too cheerful voice. "We just wanted to bring you the 25 grand so you can start working on a cure." Max said and handed him the money. Suddenly the lab geeks features turned from tired and angry to happy and cheerful. He took the money and didn't bother to count it. It looked like a lot and he was sure he could get even more out to them if he wanted. But Max kinda read his thoughts and took a quick step forward and grabbed his collar. "You better make this cure work. And don't even think to fuck with us. We paid. Now you do your work. If you try to rip us off here and milk us like cash cows I'm gonna come back and kick your ass so even your own mother couldn't identify you anymore. You got that?" With that she lifted him off the ground a few inches and stared into his now scared eyes.

He had no doubt that she was serious and he nodded wildly in agreement as he was not able to speak. Max let him back down and turned to Logan satisfied that she made her point so clearly. "Shall we?", she asked him in a sugar sweet voice and made her way to the car not bothering to look back at the lab geek. He stood there pale as the white wall behind him. Logan just grinned and turned one last time to him. He bent down a little to be closer to his ear and whispered, "I wouldn't mess with her if I were you. I'm serious." Then he patted him on his shoulder and turned to follow Max to the car.

They looked at each other with a wide grin and made their way to the Crash hoping that at this time of the night there would still be some people left to celebrate with. It was impossible for them to just split right now and go home and sleep. They were in a rush. They were kicking the asses of bad guys on a regular basis but tonight was just so much more fun. So much more exciting. It looked like every time they carefully plan a romantic night something or someone came to interrupt them. But those spontaneous encounters they happened to have quite frequently seem to be much more fun. The elevator, the car, jail and now the storage room. Fine, they always are interrupted there too, but at least they have a really great time till the point of interruption. So they decided on their way to Crash that for tomorrow night they just shouldn't plan anything specific. The only plan was: just play along with whatever happens and try to have a good time.

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5 am in the morning -

16 hours to go: (for her to take the next pill)

It was Saturday morning so the Crash was still crowded. On weekends nobody goes home early. But Max was surprised that all her peeps were still hanging there. They were gathered around the pool table were a totally drunk Sketchy just played with an equally drunk guy.

"Hey boo", Max greeted OC. "What's up?"

"Sheeee", OC whispered. "Sketchy is about to win. And we really need him to. We all ran out of money so we rely on Sketchy to make sure we don't run out of beer." With that she turned to watch the game. Sketchy almost fell as he stumbled over his own feet trying to walk to the other end of the pool table. He sure didn't need anymore beer. He of course missed the shot. He just couldn't decide which one of the 3 white balls he was seeing is the right one. The other guy seemed a little more stable and won the game. He stumbled over to Sketchy and held out his hand to collect the money they were playing for. Sketchy just shrugged his shoulder and grinned dumb cause he didn't have the money. Just as the other guy was about to punch him Max stepped in between and handed the guy the money. She and Logan sure had lots of money left.

Everybody was looking at her in astonishment. Max just smiled at them and shrugged her shoulders. "Next round is on me and Logan", she called out and grabbed the empty pitchers. "C`mon boo, lets let the air out of them", Max said and grabbed OC to go and get a refill. The rest of the gang gathered around Logan and tapped him on his back, grateful to have found a spender.

While they were waiting on the bar for the refill OC curiously looked at Max and waited for an explanation for Max' sudden wealth.

"No big dealio. Logan and I just stumbled over some money and decided to spent it for something useful. And what better way to spent it than to celebrate with my peeps", Max said smiling. OC really didn't have to know where exactly the money was from.

"I see", OC said suspiciously but decided to let the subject rest. Who cared where the money was from. "So what are we celebrating, boo? And what in the world are you two doing here? Shouldn't you be all spent and soundly asleep after your exercise tonight?"

"Well", Max tried to explain, " let me put it this way. There were some unforeseen things happening tonight to prevent us from, well, spent ourselves from exercising. But that's not too tragic, cause in about a week or so that virus bitch will be history for good. And then nobody and nothing will keep us from exercising 24 hours a day." The last sentence she spoke with a huge smile on her face. OC let out a loud cheer and hugged Max.

"Well, boo. If that isn't a reason to celebrate." They took the pitchers and walked back to the table where they were welcomed with cheers and applause as Logan just passed the good news among Max peeps.

They spent a couple of hours at Crash. Drinking, laughing, celebrating and enjoying each others company.

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10 am. 11 hours left:

Eventually everybody got tired and went home to get some sleep. Max wasn't tired at all, so after making sure Logan bunked down to get some rest she hopped on her ninja to score some gas and some first class sector passes. Sure, they have planned not to plan anything for the night, but Max figured it would be a nice idea to get out of town for a long weekend. Just her and Logan at his uncles cabin. See what happens.

So after she was standing in line for gas for hours and breaking in the police headquarters to steal some sector passes she happily made her way back to Logans apartment.

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3 p.m. 6 hours left:

Logan just got out of the shower. Rested and happy. With a towel wrapped around his slim hips he made his way into the bedroom and was surprised to see Max laying on his bed waiting for him.

"Hey", he greeted her.

"Hey yourself", Max said with a grin and let her gaze travel over his body. He was still wet and his hair was all messy. She could see his muscle tighten at her gaze and noticed his evident excitement underneath the towel. His eyes were full of desire that equaled her own.

He cleared his throat and smiled at her. "Well, I better get dressed." Max just nodded and shifted her position and lay on her side and looked at him. After realizing that she intended to watch him getting dressed he decided to let her. And turned to his closet to grab some cloth. "So what have you been doing all day?" he asked her and removed the towel to put on some boxers. Her eyes widened seeing him naked in front of her. Hot. She swallowed hard holding her gaze and tried to answer as casually as he asked – which she couldn't quite pull off. He was just so distracting. "Well, ahm. Well, I thought we could spent the weekend at your uncles cabin. So, well. Ahm, I got hold of sector passes and managed to score some gas. So what do think? Up for that?"

He smiled noticing how much she tried to sound casual. He slid on some cargo pants and grabbed a T-shirt and turned to answer her. He could see the sad expression on her face after he covered all of his naked skin and all he wanted to do was run over and wrap his arm around her and kiss her. But that had to wait.

"Sounds wonderful. Let me just pack some cloth and food and I'm good to go." He answered and grabbed a big backpack and threw quickly some cloth in and hurried into the kitchen to throw some food into it as well.

Max smiled and got off the bed. She already had packed her stuff and was happy that he was as enthusiastic as she was to spent the weekend together. Just the two of them. She took her backpack off the couch and picked up the gas next to it and joined Logan in the kitchen where he just stuffed some candles and some bottles of wine into his bag. She smiled and looked forward to the things to come. He closed the bag and practically ran into his bedroom. He returned with a jacket on, fetched his backpack off the floor and smiled at her all out of breath.

"Ready if you are." He simply stated.

"Trust me baby. I've never been so ready in my life." Max replied.

They stood there for long seconds and just softly and lovingly smiled at each other before they quickly headed out of the door. They made their way down to Logans car and stored the bags in the back and were quickly on the road.

Just 5 more hours left for her to take another pill and 6 hours till they could finally kiss again. This time both were determined to do it right. They didn't tell anyone where they were going – on purpose. They didn't plan anything specific – but they definitely didn't want any interruptions. Not tonight.

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AN: Okay guys. That was just a build up for the good things to come. And I only stop here because I don't know how to go on. Technically. I mean. Now that there is no more NC-17. Just how graphic can I get with an R-rated story? I planned on good smut just as I promised you. I keep on writing now just because I'm in such a good mood. But I wait for your reviews and answers to that question before posting it. Just tell me how far I can go. Thanks a lot. Take care and please answer. I don't want to let you down.