Disclaimer: I own none of these characters, except for the one's that mean
absolutely nothing to the general jist of the story, so please don't sue
me.
A/N: This is last Part of my trilogy (Stay came first, and then Vacation. . .I think not! was the second). It's totally Max/Logan, so it's not recommended for any Max/Alec fans, considering Alec isn't even in the story. I started the first two stories like halfway through season one, so there's no virus, and Manticore still exists. Lydecker is still the bad guy. It's set 2 years after 'Vacation. . .I think not!" Logan and Max are 5 months married and Max is 7 months pregnant.
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"Logan Cale! Where are you?" Max shouted as she walked around foggle towers.
"In here Max!" Logan shouted from the guest room. "I thought you were asleep."
"I was. But I woke up and you were gone. It's 6 o'clock in the morning Logan! Come back to bed." Max said.
"I can't Max. I've only got two months to get this done." Logan said standing up and viewing the room. He had new green wallpaper up (as he had no idea whether the baby was male or female), and was in the process of building a cot. Max wrapped her arms around him from behind.
"It's looking good." She said admiring the cot. Logan turned so he was facing her. The best for my baby." He said placing a hand on Max's protruding stomach. Max put her hand on top of his, and looked up at him. "And the best for my wife too." He said lifting her into his arms and carrying her back to their bedroom.
"Logan! What are you doing! I must weigh a hundred tonnes by now!" Max shouted. Logan laughed.
"Are you kidding?" He placed her gently on the bed and covered her with the duvet. "Now you stay here while I make you some breakfast." He said as he walked to the kitchen.
"Ow!" Max yelled. Logan ran back into the room, worry written all over his face.
"What? What happened!" He asked as he knelt by the bed.
"It kicked me!" Max said. Logan grinned and placed his hand on Max's stomach. Feeling nothing he sighed and stood up. "Ow!" Max yelled again. Logan bent over and put his hand on her stomach again. Sure enough he felt the gentle beating if their unborn child. He smiled, leant over and kissed her stomach. He stood to leave, but Max grabbed his hand. "What about me?" She asked. Logan, happy to oblige bent over and kissed his wife gently on the lips. As they parted she smiled. "So what are you making?"
"What are you craving?" He asked.
"Surprisingly nothing. You better make the most of it and cook something normal for a change." Max said. Logan grinned and kissed her lightly on the forehead before exiting the room.
Max placed her hand on her stomach and softly stroked the point where Logan had kissed it. She couldn't think of a time when she was as truly happy as she was right now. She leant back against the pillow and closed her eyes. Nothing could spoil this for her, not when she had Logan and her unborn child with her.
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"X7-385 reporting sir!" The young boy said. Lydecker turned in his seat and indicated for the boy to speak.
"X5-452 is nearing the date of labour, in good health." The boy said.
"Did she notice you watching?" Lydecker asked.
"No sir." The boy said. Lydecker nodded.
"Good. Dismissed." He said as he turned his chair around so he was looking out of the window at a cloudy skyline of Seattle. "Very good." He repeated to himself quietly.
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Okay, that's the first chapter done. Read and Review, and tell me what you think!
A/N: This is last Part of my trilogy (Stay came first, and then Vacation. . .I think not! was the second). It's totally Max/Logan, so it's not recommended for any Max/Alec fans, considering Alec isn't even in the story. I started the first two stories like halfway through season one, so there's no virus, and Manticore still exists. Lydecker is still the bad guy. It's set 2 years after 'Vacation. . .I think not!" Logan and Max are 5 months married and Max is 7 months pregnant.
* * * * *
"Logan Cale! Where are you?" Max shouted as she walked around foggle towers.
"In here Max!" Logan shouted from the guest room. "I thought you were asleep."
"I was. But I woke up and you were gone. It's 6 o'clock in the morning Logan! Come back to bed." Max said.
"I can't Max. I've only got two months to get this done." Logan said standing up and viewing the room. He had new green wallpaper up (as he had no idea whether the baby was male or female), and was in the process of building a cot. Max wrapped her arms around him from behind.
"It's looking good." She said admiring the cot. Logan turned so he was facing her. The best for my baby." He said placing a hand on Max's protruding stomach. Max put her hand on top of his, and looked up at him. "And the best for my wife too." He said lifting her into his arms and carrying her back to their bedroom.
"Logan! What are you doing! I must weigh a hundred tonnes by now!" Max shouted. Logan laughed.
"Are you kidding?" He placed her gently on the bed and covered her with the duvet. "Now you stay here while I make you some breakfast." He said as he walked to the kitchen.
"Ow!" Max yelled. Logan ran back into the room, worry written all over his face.
"What? What happened!" He asked as he knelt by the bed.
"It kicked me!" Max said. Logan grinned and placed his hand on Max's stomach. Feeling nothing he sighed and stood up. "Ow!" Max yelled again. Logan bent over and put his hand on her stomach again. Sure enough he felt the gentle beating if their unborn child. He smiled, leant over and kissed her stomach. He stood to leave, but Max grabbed his hand. "What about me?" She asked. Logan, happy to oblige bent over and kissed his wife gently on the lips. As they parted she smiled. "So what are you making?"
"What are you craving?" He asked.
"Surprisingly nothing. You better make the most of it and cook something normal for a change." Max said. Logan grinned and kissed her lightly on the forehead before exiting the room.
Max placed her hand on her stomach and softly stroked the point where Logan had kissed it. She couldn't think of a time when she was as truly happy as she was right now. She leant back against the pillow and closed her eyes. Nothing could spoil this for her, not when she had Logan and her unborn child with her.
* * * * *
"X7-385 reporting sir!" The young boy said. Lydecker turned in his seat and indicated for the boy to speak.
"X5-452 is nearing the date of labour, in good health." The boy said.
"Did she notice you watching?" Lydecker asked.
"No sir." The boy said. Lydecker nodded.
"Good. Dismissed." He said as he turned his chair around so he was looking out of the window at a cloudy skyline of Seattle. "Very good." He repeated to himself quietly.
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Okay, that's the first chapter done. Read and Review, and tell me what you think!