Little things about life
Disclaimer: Me no own.
Dedication: To everybody who reviewed Costa Rica's Callin' Ya! And I ain't no Dark Angel. I'll be updating both soon. Until then, enjoy this.
Set after: Freak Nation
A/N (read ahead if you don't care): I am going through major writers block, but I'll write my other stories really soon. I thought I'd take my head away from all the stress of everyday life and write this story. It's kinda sad (very out of character for me!). On with the story then.
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Max POV
I never though it'd be this way, I always figured I'd have my way and get it over and done with. The thing is, I never even imagined something of this magnitude could happen and I'd have to think about . . . dying.
So I'd been feeling drowsy for the last couple of weeks and had to stay at home under heavy medication. If terminal city can be called home that is, it's different from being that small apartment with Cindy. That tiny apartment brought comfort in times of despair. It gave a sense of loving that no human could provide, yup, that was home. This . . . this is family, it's past and it's present. This isn't home, but it's safety; it's like shelter from a storm when home is too far away, it's protection when you need it most, and that's what TC is like for me now. I have friends and family here and nothing will stop me. NOTHING.
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(1 week later)
"Heya Max!" Alec called running up to her.
"Hey Alec" Max said turning back to look at him, "How've ya been?"
"I should be asking YOU that question," Alec said smirking.
"Yeah well, okay I guess. Been better but I'll live." Max said to him, genuinely smiling.
"Okay Max what drugs are you on?" Alec asked in a doctorly voice.
"None, why'd you ask?" Max asked still smiling.
"Maxie, Maxie, Maxie, you have been smiling at me for the past five minutes, I'm beginning to wonder how much narcotic analgesics are actually in your system " Alec said, prepared to receive a punch he knew was coming his way. After a while of not feeling anything Alec looked up and found Max smirking at him.
"Scared of a girl, Alec?" Max asked in a singsong voice.
"Nah, I can kick her ass any day." Alec said with renewed confidence and increasing likeness towards the new Max. They both laughed it out on the way to head quarters. However, one thing kept bugging Max's mind, 'I should tell him NOW' she kept thinking. 'If I keep this up, I'll never be able to tell him or Logan'
Alec looked at Max and could see the trail of her thoughts etching her features; she seemed very deep in thought and worried at the same time.
"You okay Max?" he asked touching her shoulder slightly. Max just looked at him and gave a reassuring smile before proceeding to greet everybody at HQ and being engulfed in hugs and 'welcome back' greetings. Surprisingly, Alec too got hugs; he kept thinking that all he'd done was be there was for during her illness, not cure her of anything. That little thought reminded him of something he'd rather not tell her, but he knew he had to and so he did.
"Max, can I like . . . talk to you for a sec?" he asked as the hugs and crowd of people subsided.
"Sure, what up?" Max asked him eagerly.
"Max, the retro virus targeted for Logan, it's slowly clearing away due to the medication you are currently taking." Alec finished, trying his best to smile.
"Really?" Max asked, "Wow, have you told Logan that I can actually touch him and he won't die?" she continued excitedly.
"I thought you'd want to give him the happy news," Alec asked questioningly.
"Oh, okay," Max said and reached up to kiss him on the cheek. "Thanks Alec, for everything." She said as she left.
"No prob." Alec said, then slowly walked off to his office, he had work to do.
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Max was on her way to Joshua's house, where she knew Logan would be; she was happy and sad at the same time, she was really happy that she no longer had to worry about killing Logan with an accidental brush but she was sad that she hadn't told Alec about her . . . 'condition' if it could be termed that. She didn't even know if she'd be able to tell Logan. She nearly walked away from the front door, but went back; she promised herself that she'd tell him no matter what.
She entered the house quietly and shut the door behind her. "Logan," she called out. He popped out of nowhere and was extremely happy to see her on her feet.
"Hey Max, feeling better?" he asked anxiously.
"Much, listen, I got good news and bad, which do you want to hear first?" Max asked looking down at her feet. Logan watched her uncomfortable movements and knew she was deeply worried.
"Why don't you sit down and we'll come back to the news just now." Logan asked moving his hand gesturing the couch. Having surrendered, she sat on the edge of her set, ready to tell Logan the bad news, she knew those four small words would change some lives forever. So she closed her eyes and relaxed her nerves; Logan wouldn't mind waiting a few more seconds.
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A/N: Waddaya think? Should I continue? Should I make this M/A or M/L? Should I quit the whole plot and think up another story to write???
Do tell me, I'm open to questions, comments, flames (scratch that), or anything else. Please tell me how the story is so far. Oh and if you review and are able to correctly tell me the 'four small words' Max has to tell Alec and Logan, you can have one of my 72 soft toys. (not!) Hint: it's the condition she talks about earlier.
Thanks for reading, please review. *****Sabrina*****
Disclaimer: Me no own.
Dedication: To everybody who reviewed Costa Rica's Callin' Ya! And I ain't no Dark Angel. I'll be updating both soon. Until then, enjoy this.
Set after: Freak Nation
A/N (read ahead if you don't care): I am going through major writers block, but I'll write my other stories really soon. I thought I'd take my head away from all the stress of everyday life and write this story. It's kinda sad (very out of character for me!). On with the story then.
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Max POV
I never though it'd be this way, I always figured I'd have my way and get it over and done with. The thing is, I never even imagined something of this magnitude could happen and I'd have to think about . . . dying.
So I'd been feeling drowsy for the last couple of weeks and had to stay at home under heavy medication. If terminal city can be called home that is, it's different from being that small apartment with Cindy. That tiny apartment brought comfort in times of despair. It gave a sense of loving that no human could provide, yup, that was home. This . . . this is family, it's past and it's present. This isn't home, but it's safety; it's like shelter from a storm when home is too far away, it's protection when you need it most, and that's what TC is like for me now. I have friends and family here and nothing will stop me. NOTHING.
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(1 week later)
"Heya Max!" Alec called running up to her.
"Hey Alec" Max said turning back to look at him, "How've ya been?"
"I should be asking YOU that question," Alec said smirking.
"Yeah well, okay I guess. Been better but I'll live." Max said to him, genuinely smiling.
"Okay Max what drugs are you on?" Alec asked in a doctorly voice.
"None, why'd you ask?" Max asked still smiling.
"Maxie, Maxie, Maxie, you have been smiling at me for the past five minutes, I'm beginning to wonder how much narcotic analgesics are actually in your system " Alec said, prepared to receive a punch he knew was coming his way. After a while of not feeling anything Alec looked up and found Max smirking at him.
"Scared of a girl, Alec?" Max asked in a singsong voice.
"Nah, I can kick her ass any day." Alec said with renewed confidence and increasing likeness towards the new Max. They both laughed it out on the way to head quarters. However, one thing kept bugging Max's mind, 'I should tell him NOW' she kept thinking. 'If I keep this up, I'll never be able to tell him or Logan'
Alec looked at Max and could see the trail of her thoughts etching her features; she seemed very deep in thought and worried at the same time.
"You okay Max?" he asked touching her shoulder slightly. Max just looked at him and gave a reassuring smile before proceeding to greet everybody at HQ and being engulfed in hugs and 'welcome back' greetings. Surprisingly, Alec too got hugs; he kept thinking that all he'd done was be there was for during her illness, not cure her of anything. That little thought reminded him of something he'd rather not tell her, but he knew he had to and so he did.
"Max, can I like . . . talk to you for a sec?" he asked as the hugs and crowd of people subsided.
"Sure, what up?" Max asked him eagerly.
"Max, the retro virus targeted for Logan, it's slowly clearing away due to the medication you are currently taking." Alec finished, trying his best to smile.
"Really?" Max asked, "Wow, have you told Logan that I can actually touch him and he won't die?" she continued excitedly.
"I thought you'd want to give him the happy news," Alec asked questioningly.
"Oh, okay," Max said and reached up to kiss him on the cheek. "Thanks Alec, for everything." She said as she left.
"No prob." Alec said, then slowly walked off to his office, he had work to do.
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Max was on her way to Joshua's house, where she knew Logan would be; she was happy and sad at the same time, she was really happy that she no longer had to worry about killing Logan with an accidental brush but she was sad that she hadn't told Alec about her . . . 'condition' if it could be termed that. She didn't even know if she'd be able to tell Logan. She nearly walked away from the front door, but went back; she promised herself that she'd tell him no matter what.
She entered the house quietly and shut the door behind her. "Logan," she called out. He popped out of nowhere and was extremely happy to see her on her feet.
"Hey Max, feeling better?" he asked anxiously.
"Much, listen, I got good news and bad, which do you want to hear first?" Max asked looking down at her feet. Logan watched her uncomfortable movements and knew she was deeply worried.
"Why don't you sit down and we'll come back to the news just now." Logan asked moving his hand gesturing the couch. Having surrendered, she sat on the edge of her set, ready to tell Logan the bad news, she knew those four small words would change some lives forever. So she closed her eyes and relaxed her nerves; Logan wouldn't mind waiting a few more seconds.
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A/N: Waddaya think? Should I continue? Should I make this M/A or M/L? Should I quit the whole plot and think up another story to write???
Do tell me, I'm open to questions, comments, flames (scratch that), or anything else. Please tell me how the story is so far. Oh and if you review and are able to correctly tell me the 'four small words' Max has to tell Alec and Logan, you can have one of my 72 soft toys. (not!) Hint: it's the condition she talks about earlier.
Thanks for reading, please review. *****Sabrina*****