A/N: I'm trying something new with this story... It will be major the chapters wont be that long but I swear I will write a lot of them, I know I have a lot of stories going on now but I just thought of this and I wanted to write it. I am going to make an attempt at now writing completely shippiness and nothing else, I might even try to write some action which I really do not have any talent with. Please tell me what you think I want to know... and lets say this I wont write anymore chapters as long as I get at least 10 reviews every 2 chapters. I wanna make sure people really like it and read it. BTW it takes place in season one after Haven, except Logan can still walk. Lets all be proud of me not writing yet another alternate DT, *APPLAUSE* thank you thank you.
Here goes nothing...
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Beautiful British Columbia
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MAX
Beeeeeep
Maxs beeper blared at her to notice it. She was riding down the dreary Seattle streets, it wasnt raining but it sure looked like it was going to soon. She had just gotten over her shift at Jam Pony and was making her way home. She didnt even need to look at her beeper to know who was paging her at this time in the evening, she knew who it had to be.
Logan...
She knew he could never be anything more than a business partner. It was just to dangerous for the both of them to get involved with each other. Not to mention the little fact of him only thinking of her a his own personal cat burgelar, of course he also thought that she thought of him just as her meal ticket. But its not like she could just leave. He ment too much to her for her to do that even if they could never be 'together' they were still good friends.
She loved him and she knew it but she was pretty sure that he didnt love her, I mean who could love a genetically engenineered kiling machine which is what he kept referring to her too. I was obvious he didnt feel the same way so she would never let her guard enough to tell him how she felt. She would just get knocked down and ruin a perfectly healthy relationship.
LOGAN
Logan set the phone down and set back to wait for Max to call him back. He knew she wouldnt wait to long to call him back. Thats what he loved about her, she knew that when he paged it was something important so she wouldnt wait hours to call him back of course sometimes she was busy and would take a couple minutes but never too long.
He just wished he had the guts to tell her how he felt. Before when he was in the chair he was sure that she could never fall for him, he was a cripple and she is a perfect genetically enhanced creature who could have anyone she wanted. But now that he could walk he had higher hopes for their relation ship but he still couldnt find it inside himself to tell her. What if she didnt feel the same way and she never wanted to see him again. It would ruin the relationship they did have.
Also she always referred to him as just her meal ticket. So that might just be what she thought of him not even in a friendly nature just as a place where she could get a hot meal for free, and maybe do a little eyes only work on the side in exchange for information on her siblings.
Her siblings, Zack the other one who loved her, what if she does love him. What if when he comes back again which he always does, what if she leaves with him. Logan would never forgive himself for not telling her how he felt, but then again if he was to tell her how he felt it would ruin their perfectly healthy relationship.
Logan was snapped out of him painful reverie by the phone beside him ringing, knowing who it was he picked it up slowly and placed it too his ear.
"Hey" He smiled into the phone, even thought he knew she couldnt see him
"Hey, me hittin you back."
TBC
So everyone, what did you think, the story will be getting much more interesting as it moves along, I only ask for 5 reviews on this chapter to decide if I should move on. Please tell me if you like it or else I will never know. although popular belief states otherwise I am not psychic nor do I have psychic abilities of any sort...
-Lexa
Here goes nothing...
* * * * *
Beautiful British Columbia
* * * * *
MAX
Beeeeeep
Maxs beeper blared at her to notice it. She was riding down the dreary Seattle streets, it wasnt raining but it sure looked like it was going to soon. She had just gotten over her shift at Jam Pony and was making her way home. She didnt even need to look at her beeper to know who was paging her at this time in the evening, she knew who it had to be.
Logan...
She knew he could never be anything more than a business partner. It was just to dangerous for the both of them to get involved with each other. Not to mention the little fact of him only thinking of her a his own personal cat burgelar, of course he also thought that she thought of him just as her meal ticket. But its not like she could just leave. He ment too much to her for her to do that even if they could never be 'together' they were still good friends.
She loved him and she knew it but she was pretty sure that he didnt love her, I mean who could love a genetically engenineered kiling machine which is what he kept referring to her too. I was obvious he didnt feel the same way so she would never let her guard enough to tell him how she felt. She would just get knocked down and ruin a perfectly healthy relationship.
LOGAN
Logan set the phone down and set back to wait for Max to call him back. He knew she wouldnt wait to long to call him back. Thats what he loved about her, she knew that when he paged it was something important so she wouldnt wait hours to call him back of course sometimes she was busy and would take a couple minutes but never too long.
He just wished he had the guts to tell her how he felt. Before when he was in the chair he was sure that she could never fall for him, he was a cripple and she is a perfect genetically enhanced creature who could have anyone she wanted. But now that he could walk he had higher hopes for their relation ship but he still couldnt find it inside himself to tell her. What if she didnt feel the same way and she never wanted to see him again. It would ruin the relationship they did have.
Also she always referred to him as just her meal ticket. So that might just be what she thought of him not even in a friendly nature just as a place where she could get a hot meal for free, and maybe do a little eyes only work on the side in exchange for information on her siblings.
Her siblings, Zack the other one who loved her, what if she does love him. What if when he comes back again which he always does, what if she leaves with him. Logan would never forgive himself for not telling her how he felt, but then again if he was to tell her how he felt it would ruin their perfectly healthy relationship.
Logan was snapped out of him painful reverie by the phone beside him ringing, knowing who it was he picked it up slowly and placed it too his ear.
"Hey" He smiled into the phone, even thought he knew she couldnt see him
"Hey, me hittin you back."
TBC
So everyone, what did you think, the story will be getting much more interesting as it moves along, I only ask for 5 reviews on this chapter to decide if I should move on. Please tell me if you like it or else I will never know. although popular belief states otherwise I am not psychic nor do I have psychic abilities of any sort...
-Lexa