Title: The Trials of Time and Love- Chapter 2

Disclaimer: I really wish I owned it, but I don't.

IMax's POV/I

Figuring he would want to get as far away as possible, Max picked up and headed east that fateful evening. She had left a note for Cindy, trying her best to explain something so huge and had left Normal a message about some kind of transplant relapse. Hopefully a failing heart would buy her some much needed time. In her rush to start her journey, she had completely forgotten about Logan. Now as she drove head first into the pelting rains, she thought about how unlike her this was. For the past year, all she could think about was Logan Cale. Mr. Eyes only, do-gooder and friend to the helpless. She had always thought of him as some modern day Peter Pan. Now, as she left everything she knew behind in order to find a man she hardly knew, Logan didn't exactly hold the precedence in her thoughts that he used to.

She didn't know exactly where she was going, but somehow she knew that her senses would bring her to him. So for now all she could do was drive forward and not let her doubt shine through. She would find him and fix things between then. She could explain to him how she felt and maybe someday he would be able to reciprocate her feelings. Whatever happened was in the future though. For now, she needed to follow her heart, and get herself to him.

IAlec's POV/I

Where the hell had he brought himself?

He didn't think it could get much worse than the waste of space that he had found Seattle in, but he was wrong. Here he was in post-Pulse Anaconda, Montana. It must have looked like present day Seattle…beforehand. Great. Just fabulous. He would have to find a room for the night, he had been driving for days and even he had limits. He just wishes he could've found something a little bit more inhabited, but when you're a transgenic on the run from a secret government agency bent on destroying your kind and a woman with the ability to turn your whole life around, beggars can't exactly be choosers. Taking in his less than picturesque surroundings he grabbed his duffel bag out of the backseat and walked into the motel office.

Ringing the metal bell placed on the counter Alec quickly grabbed the attention of the clerk lounged in a lawn chair watching television behind the counter. Well that was one thing this place had to offer. It had been a few hours since he had been able to indulge in his favorite pastime.

Tossing the man a few bills he picked the tarnished key up off of the counter and walked outside and down a few doors to his room. The dismal skies outside hurried him into his room where he quickly inspected his surroundings and noted all possible escape routes. Force of habit he supposed. The room itself had an odd pine aroma to it, probably the result of a cheap car air freshener attached to the main heating duct ion the office. He took in the red carpeted floor and the tan comforted bed. Tacky. Shocking…really. Setting his bag aside, and flipping the TV on, Alec peeled off his jacket and now practically drenched t-shirt. Stepping into the bathroom he started the water and took the rest of his clothes off. Testing it before he got in, Alec let the water run off his muscled torso, trying to ease some of the tension out of his body.

Picking up a towel off of a rack that hung near by, he dried himself off, and made his way into the other room. Deciding that he had had enough for the day, he grabbed the remote off of the bed and slipped under the thick comforter laid out onto the bed.

His dreams that night were filled of her. As more and more time passed, his dreams were becoming more and more sensual, and now just the thought of her would cause his body to react almost instantaneously. How the hell had he let her affect him so much. In total, they had spent all of a few hours together, and he knew practically nothing about who she really was. Yet her he lay, unable to sleep peacefully because her face clouded his thoughts.

Max POV/I

This was pointless. She had driven all the way to Montana following the same highway all the way from Seattle. She figured he would choose to take the straight and narrow as far as he could. She had been driving for a couple of days, and thinking like a transgenic without shark DNA in their system, she should be really tired right now. Max got off the highway at some desolate town called Anaconda, right past the state border. Assuming that he was either in this town or one close to it, she decided to give it a quick look-over before heading to the next town.

As soon as she pulled off of the highway she knew it. She could sense that he was close, and now she wanted nothing more than to find him and get everything out in the open. All her fears of him accepting her were out the window as the Shadybrook Motel came into view. It was the only motel in the area, he had to be there. It was now or never.

TBC

A/N…Review-age? Please?