Sister Game
Summary: What if Tinga survived her treatment and was still alive? M/L, T/C, cure for the virus eventually.
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em.
Spoilers/Timeframe: Radar Love
A/N: Here's a short one before I go eat my dinner which considers of an large amount of home-cooked Indian food (Mom, no one can cook like you, those Eggs just rule! And yes, I am still Dutch, but I enjoy some foreign stuff once in a while, I mean life isn't all Windmill, wooden shoe, cheese around here, I mean, I haven't seen an windmill in eight months, and wooden shoes? They're nice to hang over your bed, but wearing them... :-( )
A/N 2 : This takes place one week after 'Sorting it all out'. Some T/C, but mostly the beginning of the plot.
By the way, I'm going to keep asking, anyone want to be my Beta? I'm sorta desperate here, I need some one to clean up my mess of Grammar (Or whatever's left of it), lost commas and Out Of Character things. (Which I do a lot with Max and Logan...)
~*~ Means Flashback.
Things in italics are thoughts, and if they're in between ~*~ it's an flashback.
~~~~~~~~ Means scene change.
Chapter #3 - Caught on camera
1 week Later
As Max walked into the penthouse, she started wondering why Logan was so hell-bent about her coming over. He'd sounded pretty anxious over the phone, telling her he'd gotten some hover-drone pictures she might wanted to look at.
"Hey." She said as she automatically walked into the computer room, keeping an safe distance.
"Hey to you too." He replied, looking up.
"You said you got something on my stuff." She immediately got to the point, not wanting to beat around the bush.
"Well, some hover drone pictures came through last night, Charlie's not in Canada anymore, but in Portland, once again." Max frowned. Can't blame the guy for being homesick, but... Her thought was interrupted by Logan.
"Except he was not alone..."
"And what do you mean by that?" Logan sighed and brought the pictures up. From the distance, Max immediately recognized Charlie and Case, but, there was some one else with them. As she recognized the woman, it took an few moments to bring out an word.
"Tinga." She whispered. Logan looked at her as if she'd gone paranoid.
"Max, Tinga's dead, you told me so."
"I... I don't know, I mean, I was dead, but they got me working again." She stared at screen once more, before turning around.
"Where are you going?" Logan asked, although he knew the answer.
"Portland, were else?" With that, she was out the door.
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At the same time - Portland.
Case scanned the huge crowd of people for his mommy. As he recognized her, he ran towards her.
She scooped him up in her arms, holding him tight.
"Mommy, look at what I made!" He held up an drawing which resembled an bird.
"It's beautiful sweetie." She said, observing the blue drawing.
"Mrs. Kaye said so too." She let go of him, stood up and took his hand.
"Let's go home." He nodded, holding the picture tightly.
Charlie approached from the back, holding out his hand to help her up.
"Princess, are you ready to be driven to your castle?" Tinga looked as if she were thinking.
"Let me think for an moment... The answer is yes, take me to your horse." Charlie frowned at that, but still led her to his car.
"Would an more modern horse do?" He asked, opening the door.
"As long as it comes with you, it'll do." She got into the car, and he closed the door. Case jumped into the backseat.
"Tighten your seatbelt." She said. Charlie climbed behind the steering wheel and started the car.
No one noticed the figure lurking in the shadows....
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(A/N: Yes, it was short, but haven't I made you curious about the figure in the shadows? And Max and Tinga's reunion?)