CHRISTMAS WISHES
A/N: The former part was the Christmas part. Sorry people for the mistake in the A/N, but with the entire family coming around I never got to explain it. That author's note was what I had originally planned, but had decided not to do. My problem being, I had forgotten to change it, I think many people are angry with me L. All I have is "Sorry."
This part is switching locations, but ending with a shipper blow into the New Year!
CHRISTMAS WISHES
New Year wasn't as big of a celebration to America anymore. It was no longer celebrated with champagne and big fireworks. It came and went in silence. Only an occasional boom was heard, but there were no cheers.
Logan looked at Max, who was standing near the window. Her forehead was pressed against the cold glass, and she seemed deep in thought. He walked over to her, but kept a distance between them.
"Sorry, for not dropping by on Christmas." She began, but he held up his hands to stop her.
"Hey, if you had other things to do, I understand."
She smiled, and walked over the couch. She didn't sit down on the pillows, but on the side, very similar to the way she had sat almost two years ago.
There was a long silence, only to be broken by a loud boom. Both of them looked out of the window, and Max smiled as she saw a shower of Orange coming down.
Logan looked at the clock, noticing that in an hour the year 2023 would start. Times were different, but he still had memories of how he used to celebrate the New Year. There used to be fireworks filling up the sky, and people laughing as they stood outside, sharing a bottle of Champagne.
He'd been surprised when Max had stopped by that evening. It wasn't usual for her to stop by without getting a page from him.
"Want something to eat?"
"Hmm. Sure." She answered, her thoughts with the little girl she'd seen the day before Christmas. Christmas itself had passed without any big events. It was just she and Cindy talking over a cup of Hot Chocolate she'd managed to get of the Black market. No Christmas Trees or Turkey.
It was Cindy, who had kicked her out of the house telling her to visit her boy-toy tonight, telling her to visit her boy-toy. She'd protested, but had been granted with the door being shut in front of her.
So, all that had been left was going to Logan's.
Logan stared at her for a few moments, a bit worried why she wasn't talking much. Figuring she probably had a lot on her mind, he walked over to the kitchen. On his way, he turned on the radio, and sighed as music filled the room.
***
A crowd had gathered around a large fire in the middle of the road. Adam Thompson watched with interest as his father threw a few blocks into the flames.
It was New Year's Eve, and there still was an ages old tradition to set up a fire. He didn't know why, so he just enjoyed the fact that everyone was together. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and turned to look at Mary.
"Enjoying yourself Adam?" She asked, removing her hand.
He smiled, nodding. He turned his face to the fire again, and chuckled as he saw a young girl following her dad's every move, as he tried to keep the fire burning.
It all felt so familiar to him, and yet he felt like he wasn't supposed to be here.
~*~
"Do I know you?"
"No. I don't think so."
~*~
He blinked, as he remembered the woman he'd seen when he'd gotten out of the hospital. She'd seemed so familiar to him, and he was sure he knew her from somewhere.
But then again. He sighed, gazing at the fire. Nothing was clear in his memory, it was returning in small snippets of information. He'd wondered why there weren't any pictures of him in the house, but Mary had told him that they didn't have a camera. Strangely, he'd found one a few days earlier, but hadn't asked Mary about it, knowing he would get a vague response.
A loud 'Boom' made him look up. A splash of colours filled the sky, and when he looked for the person who'd set of the fireworks, he saw Buddy standing with a lightener, grinning like a fool.
He laughed too, setting his thoughts aside. With a quick pace, he headed over to the fire, and threw some wood into it. Buddy came to stand by his side, still grinning.
"You're going to be the main topic of gossip tonight." Adam said, turning to face him.
Buddy chuckled, and shook his head.
"If so. Then let it be."
Adam laughed, and then checked his watch.
"Only thirty minutes to go."
***
The night wasn't the way she liked it. It was supposed to be quiet, with only the occasional rat sneaking past her.
Tonight, there were too many sounds. Every hour she could her a loud sound coming from the sky. She didn't like the sounds; they made her think of her home, or at least what had been her home.
She sighed, running a hand through her hair. Her home wasn't there anymore,
Everyone thought that a new year would bring good. But, in her opinion it always brought pain and fear. Riots could come from the late-night partiers who decided they were good enough to take the government on. People could lose body-parts with the fireworks. It made her wonder how people could enjoy this night.
Before she had been brought back home, she'd celebrated New Year with the friends she had at that moment. Every year the faces would change, and every one of them had their own way of doing things.
It had been getting to confusing, but when she got back home, it was as if everything had fallen into place. There were no things to worry about, apart from completing the mission she'd been send on.
But even that turned out to be a lie. The people that were supposed to take care of her, had turned against her. She'd known it when the tac-teams had started shooting at her.
Now, as the New Year was fifteen minutes away, she knew she would have to face the outside world again.
X5-734 was no more. Brin had been re-born.
***
Logan sighed as Max set her Queen down on the chess board. She smirked, and he threw up his hands.
"Believe that's checkmate."
He smiled, and looked up into her eyes. He knew she was thinking the same as he was. It was almost the same as the old times, but then without a bullet migrating near his spine.
They both stood up, and he started to move towards the kitchen, to make some more food.
At least, he was, until he felt a click coming from below him. He almost fel onto the floor, but grabbed the nearest thing.
"You idiot!" At Max's hiss he looked up, realising what he'd grabbed. His hand was holding her hand tightly. It was only a matter of time. He sighed, not even bothering to let go off her hand.
Minutes ticked by, and nothing happened. His hand was still cluthcing hers, and the surprise was evident in her eyes, and she loosened her grip.
"You... Are you...?"
He nodded, before releasing hand from hers. She kneeled down next to him, and stared into his eyes.
"I don't..." Logan broke her off in mid sentence, shaking his head. He lay his finger against her lips when she started another sentence, and she sighed.
"It's been fourteen minutes Max."
She looked at him, and he noticed a tear moving down her cheek. He wiped away the tear with his tumb, and smiled as she didn't try to turn her face away from him.
"Wil you look at us?" He whispered, a smile forming on his lips. She looked up at him with a questioning glance. before catching onto his game.
"Pathetic."
Instead of continuing the conversation, he leaned down and his lips met hers. For a few seconds she resisted, scared, but when nothing happened she gave in. The kiss started soft, but grew passionate as the seconds ticked by. He was vaguely aware of a countdown on the radio, but as the reporter reached 1, he smiled and pulled back a little.
"Happy New Year Max." He murmered against her lips, and she smiled.
"Happy New year." She replied in a whispered, pulling him back into a kiss.
A New Year had come, with new chances and hope. And she quite sure that from far away she heard the laughter of a young girl...
=-=
A/N: THERE! The Happy shippy ending. I am so not good at kissing scenes, but I hope I managed to make something out of it. The Zack and Brin parts came to me when my grandparents where talking about forgotten family members... Weird...
AND EVERYONE WHO HAPPENS TO READ THIS:
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
A/N: The former part was the Christmas part. Sorry people for the mistake in the A/N, but with the entire family coming around I never got to explain it. That author's note was what I had originally planned, but had decided not to do. My problem being, I had forgotten to change it, I think many people are angry with me L. All I have is "Sorry."
This part is switching locations, but ending with a shipper blow into the New Year!
CHRISTMAS WISHES
New Year wasn't as big of a celebration to America anymore. It was no longer celebrated with champagne and big fireworks. It came and went in silence. Only an occasional boom was heard, but there were no cheers.
Logan looked at Max, who was standing near the window. Her forehead was pressed against the cold glass, and she seemed deep in thought. He walked over to her, but kept a distance between them.
"Sorry, for not dropping by on Christmas." She began, but he held up his hands to stop her.
"Hey, if you had other things to do, I understand."
She smiled, and walked over the couch. She didn't sit down on the pillows, but on the side, very similar to the way she had sat almost two years ago.
There was a long silence, only to be broken by a loud boom. Both of them looked out of the window, and Max smiled as she saw a shower of Orange coming down.
Logan looked at the clock, noticing that in an hour the year 2023 would start. Times were different, but he still had memories of how he used to celebrate the New Year. There used to be fireworks filling up the sky, and people laughing as they stood outside, sharing a bottle of Champagne.
He'd been surprised when Max had stopped by that evening. It wasn't usual for her to stop by without getting a page from him.
"Want something to eat?"
"Hmm. Sure." She answered, her thoughts with the little girl she'd seen the day before Christmas. Christmas itself had passed without any big events. It was just she and Cindy talking over a cup of Hot Chocolate she'd managed to get of the Black market. No Christmas Trees or Turkey.
It was Cindy, who had kicked her out of the house telling her to visit her boy-toy tonight, telling her to visit her boy-toy. She'd protested, but had been granted with the door being shut in front of her.
So, all that had been left was going to Logan's.
Logan stared at her for a few moments, a bit worried why she wasn't talking much. Figuring she probably had a lot on her mind, he walked over to the kitchen. On his way, he turned on the radio, and sighed as music filled the room.
***
A crowd had gathered around a large fire in the middle of the road. Adam Thompson watched with interest as his father threw a few blocks into the flames.
It was New Year's Eve, and there still was an ages old tradition to set up a fire. He didn't know why, so he just enjoyed the fact that everyone was together. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and turned to look at Mary.
"Enjoying yourself Adam?" She asked, removing her hand.
He smiled, nodding. He turned his face to the fire again, and chuckled as he saw a young girl following her dad's every move, as he tried to keep the fire burning.
It all felt so familiar to him, and yet he felt like he wasn't supposed to be here.
~*~
"Do I know you?"
"No. I don't think so."
~*~
He blinked, as he remembered the woman he'd seen when he'd gotten out of the hospital. She'd seemed so familiar to him, and he was sure he knew her from somewhere.
But then again. He sighed, gazing at the fire. Nothing was clear in his memory, it was returning in small snippets of information. He'd wondered why there weren't any pictures of him in the house, but Mary had told him that they didn't have a camera. Strangely, he'd found one a few days earlier, but hadn't asked Mary about it, knowing he would get a vague response.
A loud 'Boom' made him look up. A splash of colours filled the sky, and when he looked for the person who'd set of the fireworks, he saw Buddy standing with a lightener, grinning like a fool.
He laughed too, setting his thoughts aside. With a quick pace, he headed over to the fire, and threw some wood into it. Buddy came to stand by his side, still grinning.
"You're going to be the main topic of gossip tonight." Adam said, turning to face him.
Buddy chuckled, and shook his head.
"If so. Then let it be."
Adam laughed, and then checked his watch.
"Only thirty minutes to go."
***
The night wasn't the way she liked it. It was supposed to be quiet, with only the occasional rat sneaking past her.
Tonight, there were too many sounds. Every hour she could her a loud sound coming from the sky. She didn't like the sounds; they made her think of her home, or at least what had been her home.
She sighed, running a hand through her hair. Her home wasn't there anymore,
Everyone thought that a new year would bring good. But, in her opinion it always brought pain and fear. Riots could come from the late-night partiers who decided they were good enough to take the government on. People could lose body-parts with the fireworks. It made her wonder how people could enjoy this night.
Before she had been brought back home, she'd celebrated New Year with the friends she had at that moment. Every year the faces would change, and every one of them had their own way of doing things.
It had been getting to confusing, but when she got back home, it was as if everything had fallen into place. There were no things to worry about, apart from completing the mission she'd been send on.
But even that turned out to be a lie. The people that were supposed to take care of her, had turned against her. She'd known it when the tac-teams had started shooting at her.
Now, as the New Year was fifteen minutes away, she knew she would have to face the outside world again.
X5-734 was no more. Brin had been re-born.
***
Logan sighed as Max set her Queen down on the chess board. She smirked, and he threw up his hands.
"Believe that's checkmate."
He smiled, and looked up into her eyes. He knew she was thinking the same as he was. It was almost the same as the old times, but then without a bullet migrating near his spine.
They both stood up, and he started to move towards the kitchen, to make some more food.
At least, he was, until he felt a click coming from below him. He almost fel onto the floor, but grabbed the nearest thing.
"You idiot!" At Max's hiss he looked up, realising what he'd grabbed. His hand was holding her hand tightly. It was only a matter of time. He sighed, not even bothering to let go off her hand.
Minutes ticked by, and nothing happened. His hand was still cluthcing hers, and the surprise was evident in her eyes, and she loosened her grip.
"You... Are you...?"
He nodded, before releasing hand from hers. She kneeled down next to him, and stared into his eyes.
"I don't..." Logan broke her off in mid sentence, shaking his head. He lay his finger against her lips when she started another sentence, and she sighed.
"It's been fourteen minutes Max."
She looked at him, and he noticed a tear moving down her cheek. He wiped away the tear with his tumb, and smiled as she didn't try to turn her face away from him.
"Wil you look at us?" He whispered, a smile forming on his lips. She looked up at him with a questioning glance. before catching onto his game.
"Pathetic."
Instead of continuing the conversation, he leaned down and his lips met hers. For a few seconds she resisted, scared, but when nothing happened she gave in. The kiss started soft, but grew passionate as the seconds ticked by. He was vaguely aware of a countdown on the radio, but as the reporter reached 1, he smiled and pulled back a little.
"Happy New Year Max." He murmered against her lips, and she smiled.
"Happy New year." She replied in a whispered, pulling him back into a kiss.
A New Year had come, with new chances and hope. And she quite sure that from far away she heard the laughter of a young girl...
=-=
A/N: THERE! The Happy shippy ending. I am so not good at kissing scenes, but I hope I managed to make something out of it. The Zack and Brin parts came to me when my grandparents where talking about forgotten family members... Weird...
AND EVERYONE WHO HAPPENS TO READ THIS:
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!