Disclaimer: It's sad, but they don't belong to me. They belong to James
Cameron and all the others. (except Kate, she's all mine!!!)
Summary: Just a nice shipper fic. Max/Logan stuff. Sort of doesn't have a plot.
AN: Well, let's see, that's my first attempt to write a real DA-Story, so please read and review. And please be nice, English isn't my first language so it's very difficult to write this. A huge THANK YOU to my beta Michaela. Girl, you are awesome! Without you, this story would be unreadable.
I'm still looking for a second beta, so if anyone wants to volunteer you have to send me an e-mail (lucia_at2001@yahoo.de).
Let's start:
A goddess
Prologue
She was standing in the doorway, looking at the little boy who was sitting on his bed, deep in thoughts. Sometimes she worried about him. He was the most adorable little boy she had ever met, but he didn't act like a normal 6-year-old. Right now his hair was ruffled and his cobalt blue eyes, which were going to be very famous one day, were bright and full of wisdom.
Kate had known Logan since he was born but she still couldn't figure him out. She loved him like he was her own son, but every once in a while she couldn't help but worry about him. He didn't like the company of other children, he never played catch or hide-and-seek. He wasn't shy or anything like that. He simply didn't want to play with them. He chose to be alone playing in his room or in the backyard.
"Aunt Kate?" She looked at him and smiled. She wasn't really his aunt but Logan had gotten used to calling her that. Kate and his parents had been neighbors for a very long time and when they went out or had a business meeting to attend she looked after him, played with him and tucked him into bed.
She entered the room and sat down on the bed, next to Logan. "What's up big one? Tired?" He shook his head. He was never really tired. He liked being up in the evening or during the night. He liked the darkness and he liked to watch the stars. At night the world seemed to be quieter, at peace. Sometimes he just knelt down in front of the window and looked out. He could sit there for hours without getting tired of watching the lights. The house had been built on a hill a little outside of town and from his window he could see the stars and the lights of the city as well.
"Where did Mummy and Daddy go?" Logan was sure that they had told him where they went but he couldn't remember. He had been playing with his cars when they said their good-byes. He simply hadn't paid attention. Why should he? It wasn't like he hadn't anything better to do. In his opinion the days were way too short to do all the stuff that he wanted to do. Logan was always full of energy and often had troubles listening to his parents. But when the sun disappeared he settled down, spent hours looking out of the window or having meaningful talks with Kate. He simply changed into a calm child full of wisdom and intelligence.
Kate ruffled his hair lovingly. "They went to a restaurant to have dinner. Remember? We talked about it. Today, exactly ten years ago they got married. So they are out celebrating."
A small smile was forming on his face as he remembered. "Right, that was the day the photo in the living room was taken, right? The one where Mummy is wearing the white dress." Logan quickly got up and stormed off, returning seconds later with the photograph in his hands. He sat down again and studied it closely.
"They seem to be very happy." He turned around and looked at Kate with a questioning look on his face. He didn't really understand what getting married meant. "That's at their wedding, of course they are happy. Getting married, promising to love someone for the rest of your live, is a wonderful thing."
Logan had to think about it. He really tried to understand it. "But if it is that wonderful, why aren't you married aunt Kate?"
She chuckled and took his hand in hers. "Well, nobody asked me to marry them yet."
"I'll marry you once I'm grown up. You could move in with Mummy, Daddy and me. You could sleep on the couch and we could play the whole day."
"I don't know if that's such a good idea big one. You know, you have to choose carefully. You can't just marry anyone. It has to be a very special person."
Before Logan had the chance to say something she quickly added, "So, how about a bedtime story?" Knowing that if she started to discuss marriages with Logan they'd most likely be up the whole night. Logan loved these talks, he loved arguing and he loved to surprise her with extraordinary statements, statements that made her wonder if he really was just a 6-year- old. But he was and he couldn't stay up all night. So she had quickly changed the subject and started their night ritual.
She lifted his covers, tucked him in and took the book lying on the nightstand. She had taken him by surprise, he hadn't expected her to change the topic all of a sudden. But he recovered soon and stopped her before she could open the book. "A special person? As special as my angel?"
She raised her eyebrows. "What's your angel like?"
His face lit up and his eyes sparkled. "I'll show you!"
He sat up again even though she tried to stop him. He gently took the book from her hands and caressed the letters on the front with his small fingers. "Greek Mythology". Kate loved the book and she had read the stories to him since he was a baby. It was an old book with colorful pictures and Logan had grown to love it just as much as she did.
"My angel, she's like Athena. Wise, independent and strong. She knows about the world and what's going on. She does everything with self-confidence but she is intelligent enough to think before acting. Strategic - like a soldier." Logan had opened the book and was looking at a picture showing the goddess in armor next to an olive tree with an owl resting on her shoulder.
He looked up and smiled at Kate before he turned a few pages and found another picture that showed a woman sitting under a cypress tree with a deer in her lap and silver arrows resting next to her.
Kate recognized the goddess immediately. "Artemis."
Logan nodded. "The lady of the wild things, a hunter. But Artemis is also the gentlest and most vulnerable goddess. Just like my angel. They think that she's brave because she doesn't show how vulnerable she is."
Kate looked at Logan in amazement. He was special. She had always known that but she finally realized how special he really was. Her mind started to wander, back to several talks she had had with him. He always managed to surprise, to amaze her. And he was just 6 years old. It was impossible, wasn't it? His soft voice interrupted her thoughts. "Beautiful."
Kate didn't even have to look at the picture. She knew that he was talking about Aphrodite. "Alone her birth is a miracle. Not meant to be but nevertheless she arose from the sea foam on a giant scallop. Beautiful, near to perfection." Logan simply nodded and then added barely audible, "My angel, she's singularly the most beautiful person ever." He once again looked at Aphrodite surrounded by her birds, the dove, the swan and the sparrow. Then he closed the book and gave it back to Kate. He laid down and snuggled into the covers.
"Logan you know, what you said, it was beautiful. Your angel? Where did you come up with all this?" He gently took her hand and smiled. "Yeah, I guess it was beautiful. My angel, my special person.... think I'm gonna find her?"
She chuckled. "I hope you do big one, I hope you do." She ruffled his hair and then sat back and opened the book. "So which story would you like?"
"Hmm, Eros and Psyche?"
Kate looked up and smiled. "That fits. It's a good choice!"
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Shall I continue? Does it suck? Just review or write an e-mail (lucia_at2001@yahoo.de)
Lucy
Summary: Just a nice shipper fic. Max/Logan stuff. Sort of doesn't have a plot.
AN: Well, let's see, that's my first attempt to write a real DA-Story, so please read and review. And please be nice, English isn't my first language so it's very difficult to write this. A huge THANK YOU to my beta Michaela. Girl, you are awesome! Without you, this story would be unreadable.
I'm still looking for a second beta, so if anyone wants to volunteer you have to send me an e-mail (lucia_at2001@yahoo.de).
Let's start:
A goddess
Prologue
She was standing in the doorway, looking at the little boy who was sitting on his bed, deep in thoughts. Sometimes she worried about him. He was the most adorable little boy she had ever met, but he didn't act like a normal 6-year-old. Right now his hair was ruffled and his cobalt blue eyes, which were going to be very famous one day, were bright and full of wisdom.
Kate had known Logan since he was born but she still couldn't figure him out. She loved him like he was her own son, but every once in a while she couldn't help but worry about him. He didn't like the company of other children, he never played catch or hide-and-seek. He wasn't shy or anything like that. He simply didn't want to play with them. He chose to be alone playing in his room or in the backyard.
"Aunt Kate?" She looked at him and smiled. She wasn't really his aunt but Logan had gotten used to calling her that. Kate and his parents had been neighbors for a very long time and when they went out or had a business meeting to attend she looked after him, played with him and tucked him into bed.
She entered the room and sat down on the bed, next to Logan. "What's up big one? Tired?" He shook his head. He was never really tired. He liked being up in the evening or during the night. He liked the darkness and he liked to watch the stars. At night the world seemed to be quieter, at peace. Sometimes he just knelt down in front of the window and looked out. He could sit there for hours without getting tired of watching the lights. The house had been built on a hill a little outside of town and from his window he could see the stars and the lights of the city as well.
"Where did Mummy and Daddy go?" Logan was sure that they had told him where they went but he couldn't remember. He had been playing with his cars when they said their good-byes. He simply hadn't paid attention. Why should he? It wasn't like he hadn't anything better to do. In his opinion the days were way too short to do all the stuff that he wanted to do. Logan was always full of energy and often had troubles listening to his parents. But when the sun disappeared he settled down, spent hours looking out of the window or having meaningful talks with Kate. He simply changed into a calm child full of wisdom and intelligence.
Kate ruffled his hair lovingly. "They went to a restaurant to have dinner. Remember? We talked about it. Today, exactly ten years ago they got married. So they are out celebrating."
A small smile was forming on his face as he remembered. "Right, that was the day the photo in the living room was taken, right? The one where Mummy is wearing the white dress." Logan quickly got up and stormed off, returning seconds later with the photograph in his hands. He sat down again and studied it closely.
"They seem to be very happy." He turned around and looked at Kate with a questioning look on his face. He didn't really understand what getting married meant. "That's at their wedding, of course they are happy. Getting married, promising to love someone for the rest of your live, is a wonderful thing."
Logan had to think about it. He really tried to understand it. "But if it is that wonderful, why aren't you married aunt Kate?"
She chuckled and took his hand in hers. "Well, nobody asked me to marry them yet."
"I'll marry you once I'm grown up. You could move in with Mummy, Daddy and me. You could sleep on the couch and we could play the whole day."
"I don't know if that's such a good idea big one. You know, you have to choose carefully. You can't just marry anyone. It has to be a very special person."
Before Logan had the chance to say something she quickly added, "So, how about a bedtime story?" Knowing that if she started to discuss marriages with Logan they'd most likely be up the whole night. Logan loved these talks, he loved arguing and he loved to surprise her with extraordinary statements, statements that made her wonder if he really was just a 6-year- old. But he was and he couldn't stay up all night. So she had quickly changed the subject and started their night ritual.
She lifted his covers, tucked him in and took the book lying on the nightstand. She had taken him by surprise, he hadn't expected her to change the topic all of a sudden. But he recovered soon and stopped her before she could open the book. "A special person? As special as my angel?"
She raised her eyebrows. "What's your angel like?"
His face lit up and his eyes sparkled. "I'll show you!"
He sat up again even though she tried to stop him. He gently took the book from her hands and caressed the letters on the front with his small fingers. "Greek Mythology". Kate loved the book and she had read the stories to him since he was a baby. It was an old book with colorful pictures and Logan had grown to love it just as much as she did.
"My angel, she's like Athena. Wise, independent and strong. She knows about the world and what's going on. She does everything with self-confidence but she is intelligent enough to think before acting. Strategic - like a soldier." Logan had opened the book and was looking at a picture showing the goddess in armor next to an olive tree with an owl resting on her shoulder.
He looked up and smiled at Kate before he turned a few pages and found another picture that showed a woman sitting under a cypress tree with a deer in her lap and silver arrows resting next to her.
Kate recognized the goddess immediately. "Artemis."
Logan nodded. "The lady of the wild things, a hunter. But Artemis is also the gentlest and most vulnerable goddess. Just like my angel. They think that she's brave because she doesn't show how vulnerable she is."
Kate looked at Logan in amazement. He was special. She had always known that but she finally realized how special he really was. Her mind started to wander, back to several talks she had had with him. He always managed to surprise, to amaze her. And he was just 6 years old. It was impossible, wasn't it? His soft voice interrupted her thoughts. "Beautiful."
Kate didn't even have to look at the picture. She knew that he was talking about Aphrodite. "Alone her birth is a miracle. Not meant to be but nevertheless she arose from the sea foam on a giant scallop. Beautiful, near to perfection." Logan simply nodded and then added barely audible, "My angel, she's singularly the most beautiful person ever." He once again looked at Aphrodite surrounded by her birds, the dove, the swan and the sparrow. Then he closed the book and gave it back to Kate. He laid down and snuggled into the covers.
"Logan you know, what you said, it was beautiful. Your angel? Where did you come up with all this?" He gently took her hand and smiled. "Yeah, I guess it was beautiful. My angel, my special person.... think I'm gonna find her?"
She chuckled. "I hope you do big one, I hope you do." She ruffled his hair and then sat back and opened the book. "So which story would you like?"
"Hmm, Eros and Psyche?"
Kate looked up and smiled. "That fits. It's a good choice!"
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Shall I continue? Does it suck? Just review or write an e-mail (lucia_at2001@yahoo.de)
Lucy