Title: Autumn, Cold Autumn
Author: Angel (angel-cale@glay.org)
Disc: Dark Angel belongs to Cameron/Eglee Productions and blah, blah, blah.. This fic is for entertainment purposes only. Please don't sue me...I'm just 15 @__@
Spoiler: Pollo Loco (thanks to the one who corrected my spelling^__^)
Summary: Max loses her memory in an accident. The only thing that she could recall was a name but she didn't remember the person with the name...
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CHAPTER II == Hurt...
"Max! Max! What's up, homegirl? What happened?" Original Cindy panicked as she banged her fists on Max's door. Max had locked herself in her room ever since she got back from Logan's but told Cindy nothing. She didn't want to talk about it. It stung like the strongest poison in the world. "Max, open the door!" Cindy called again. Max covered her ear with her hands and bellowed, "Just leave me alone!" That did it. Cindy was rendered speechless. She stopped banging the door and leaned against the door, confused.
Then, a thought crossed her mind. 'That rich guy must have something to do with this!' She stormed to the living room to phone Logan but before she even touched it, the phone rang. Annoyed, she picked it up.
"You'd better have a good explanation for calling at time like this," she snapped, noticing that it was already 11p.m.
"Cindy? It's me."
"Logan? I was about to call you. You know what the heck is wrong with Max? She locked herself in her room and wouldn't talk to me."
"Well... Actually, we had a little... Misunderstanding. Is there a chance for me to talk to her now?"
"Dear boy, Original Cindy doesn't think so. Listen I won't ask what caused the misunderstanding but I just want you guys to make it up as soon as possible. I have the feeling that she'd be freaking out at everyone at work tomorrow if you don't. Got it?"
"I know but... Could you at least try to hand the phone to her, please?"
"You aren't giving up, are you? Okay... Let's see what I can do. Hold on." Taking the phone along, she walked over to Max's door and knocked it three times. She tried to open the door and to her surprise, it wasn't locked! So, she sneaked inside slowly. "Max?" She went over to the figure lying on the bed and bent over to look at her.
Funny...
Max was fast asleep. Not only that surprised Cindy. She was more surprised when she noticed the traces of tears on Max's face. Not wanting to disturb her best friend, she went out and closed the door.
"Er... Logan, you still there?"
"Yes. Where's Max? She didn't want to talk to me?"
"No. She's asleep and..."
"And?"
"It looks like she'd been crying."
"Oh...Let her sleep, then. I'll contact her tomorrow."
"You'd better. And remember. If anything happens to her, I'm gonna kick your sorry ass!"
"I got it. Bye~"
Their conversation stopped there. Logan almost screamed as he put the phone down. "Damn! Damn! DAMN!!" On the way back to his computer room, he knocked down a vase causing it to shatter. He didn't even care and Bling could do nothing but sigh. "Honestly, Logan," he began, "you should calm yourself down."
"Calm myself down? You think it's easy?! I just caused a genetically enhanced girl to cry. Even fools know it takes all the pain in the world to make an X5 cry!"
"It wasn't your fault."
"It was my DAMN fault! I should've known that she'd come in here unannounced but I still... Said that 'words'. She trusts me, Bling. Now she must think I've betrayed her. I don't know how could I say I'm scared of her. I... I really care about her and I... I..."
"And you love her," Bling finished the line for him. He just nodded. "I just don't know what to do now..."
"C'mon, Logan~ Just explain everything to her. If you're lucky, she'll understand at once."
"Yeah. *IF* I'm lucky..." Logan sighed, emphasizing the word 'if'.
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Later that night, Max crept out of her room after Original Cindy went to sleep. She rested herself on the couch in the living room. She picked the phone up and dialled Logan's number. He picked the phone up almost immediately.
"Hello? Who's there?" She could hear his voice but she didn't say anything. Her hands were shaking by then. "Hello? Hel--- Wait. Max, is that you?" 'How did he know?' Not saying anything, she hung up and tossed the phone across the room. 'What's wrong with me?' Her body shook as a river of tears claimed its way down her face...
The next day, Max would throw a fierce comeback to those who made silly jokes out of her. Even Normal was afraid of her that day. Her eyes were icy cold and she hardly speaks to her friends at all. "Max," Normal called, "someone wants to see you." She turned around and saw Logan. When she stood still, Logan wheeled towards her with a light smile. "Hey, Max." "Hey yourself." She ignored him and walked out of the building. Sighing, he wheeled after her.
"Max, we need to talk."
"We are talking, aren't we?"
"Max, please..."
"What more is there to talk about? You said it clearly last night. You went to Lydecker behind my back."
"I just contacted him to seek information. A mental X5 was killing people outside and you were after him alone. What if something happens to you?"
"Still, you don't have to go to Lydecker. Did he give you the information you wanted? What about the photos?"
"I didn't ask him to send me those. I was worried about you!" He felt a sudden rage built inside. 'This isn't part of the plan~' His mind panicked.
"Worried that I might get hurt or worried that if there's a chance I'd go mental as well? I know, Logan. Ever since you got hold of those photos, you look at me with fear in your eyes. You look at me as if I'm a monster."
"I was just shocked, okay?"
"Shocked or scared?!"
"Why is it so hard for you to understand? What do you want me to tell you? Is it 'Max, I'm so scared of you when you can kill people cold-heartedly and scared you might be like Ben'? You happy if I tell you that?" He regretted it as soon as the lines escaped his lips. Max halted. She turned around to face him with a pair of watery eyes. "I thought you know me better..." Her words were almost in a whisper. She ran across the road, unable to look at him anymore.
"Max! Wait!" He tried to catch up with her. Max turned around and was about to yell 'Don't follow me' when she noticed a speeding truck heading towards Logan. "LOGAN!" Without thinking, she rushed to push him off the road. Saving him was on top of the list at that moment. The next moment, she felt so light, as if she was flying. Her vision seemed blurring. Then she saw darkness. The last thing she heard was Logan screaming, "MAX!!!"
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Logan was biting his thumb in front of the emergency room when Bling and Cindy arrived. "Logan," Cindy panted, "where's Max?" He gestured his hand to the emergency room. "How did it happen?" Bling asked out of curiosity. Logan shook his head and buried his face in his palms. "It was too fast.. Me... It was all because of me! The truck was heading towards me but she... She ran forth, pushed me off the road and then she... She..." His voice broke.
Bling patted on his shoulder. "She's going to be okay. She's strong. She'll make it," he assured.
"I don't know. I don't know. If she dies... I... I..."
Original Cindy smacked him hard on the head. "Get yourself up gear and try to relax! You're not gonna change anything by regretting it all!" She shouted between sobs. About half an hour later the doctor came out. Max was brought to another room. "Doctor, how is she?" Logan asked impatiently. The doctor took adjusted his spectacles. "She's stable now. It's a miracle that only her right arm is broken but she also got a head injury. She'd lost a lot of blood and needed rest. I'm afraid she would have to stay here for a few weeks for monitoring."
"Can we look at her now?"
"Yes, you can. She's in room 452. Just be careful not to wake her up. Excuse me." "Thank you." The doctor left. Logan felt a wave of relief surged through his body. 'Thank God! Thank you for not taking her away from me!' The three of them found their way to room 452 and went in. Max was lying on the bed, looking so pale and so fragile. Logan didn't say a word. He wheeled beside her and stroked her face gently. Her head was bandaged and he prayed it didn't hurt too much. Silent tears trickled down his face as he locked his gaze on her.
"I have to go. I'd have to inform Normal 'bout this." Cindy wiped her tears and bent over to kiss Max on the cheek. "Take care of my boo," she reminded and went off. Bling didn't know what to say about the situation. "Logan, I have to go back now. There's something I gotta take care of. If you want to go home, just give me a call."
"No, I'm not going anywhere until she wakes up." Logan insisted. "Okay, then. I'll bring you your clothes tomorrow, 'kay?" "Yeah, thanks."
After Bling left, Logan continued stroking Max's sleeping face. Rueful tears were still on his face. 'Lydecker couldn't be more wrong,' he thought. 'This girl cares about others much more than herself. She couldn't be a cold-blooded killer. She's an angel, my angel!' She didn't even move when Logan took her left hand in his. He stayed like that until late at night. Soon, his eyes were drifting. He secured her hand in his and rested his head on the bedside. "Max, please wake up soon. I love you," he whispered before falling asleep.
The next morning, Logan woke up as he felt someone was shaking him. He opened his eyes, sat back and yawned. He looked over his shoulder. "Bling? What time is it?" His voice was hoarse. "It's almost eight. Did you stay up last night? You don't look well."
"I'm fine, really."
"Okay~ I brought your clothes for you to change and also your breakfast."
"Thanks but I don't feel like eating."
"Don't tell me you're not hungry or that you've lost your appetite. You have to eat if you want to take care of Max!"
Logan wheeled to the window and looked up to the bright morning sky. "She saved my life by risking hers. She could've died. Though she was mad at me, she still saved me. If I just got rid of the photos earlier, this wouldn't have happened." Bling said nothing. Logan was about to continue his rueful speech when he heard a small whine. He turned around almost immediately and wheeled over to where his angel lied.
"Max?" He gripped her hand and she gripped back. Her eyelids fluttered open slowly. "Oh, Max! Thank God you're awake! I was so worried!" Logan was overjoyed by the time she opened her eyes completely. She looked around feebly. "Where am I? Why am I here?"
"You're in the hospital. You had an accident, remember?"
Her gaze travelled from Bling to Logan. Frowning, she whispered, "Who are you?"
The smile on Logan's face faded away at her innocent question. "Max, that's not a good joke..." He started to stammer. Max ignored his comment and looked at herself. "Max? Is that my name? I can't remember anything~"
Bling's jaw dropped and Logan's eyes widened.
Good Lord...
It's going to be a long autumn...
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"Like I said earlier, she suffers a quite serious head injury. She was lucky enough not to be in comma and I guess it was some kind of miracle. The head injury plus strong jarring effect as a result of the accident lead her into Amnesia," the doctor explained and Logan raised his brow in response. "She got Amnesia?" The doctor nodded. "Yes, Mr. Cale. Amnesia is a very common effect as a result of severe head injury. Memories are stored in the brain for short- or long-term duration, and either both functions may be impaired by disease or injury. Emotional stress causes Amnesia too but in Ms.Guevara's case, the head injury is the major cause."
"How...How do we restore her memories?"
"There's no exact cure for Amnesia, actually. Sometimes, it depends on luck but you can try to help her remember. Most patients who suffer Amnesia regained their memories by the help of families and friends. The chances are not high and it could take months for the patients to recover."
". . . Well, thanks for the information. We'll try."
"Good luck then, Mr. Cale."
Logan and Bling walked out of the doctor's room with unreadable expression on their faces. "Logan, Max's going to be okay." "I hope so. Could you please tell Cindy about this? I wanna stay here with Max." "Sure. I'll be back later." "Thanks." Bling left and Logan went back to Max. "Hey" he greeted as he opened the door. She was leaning her back against the pillow. "Hey," she greeted back. He wheeled over to her with a worried smile. "You okay?"
"Yep, except for my right arm is broken. You said I had an accident?"
"That's right. You... You really don't remember anything? Your name, where you live and all?"
She shook her head. "I really can't remember anything . . . Wait, there's something though." "What is it?" "Well, I guess it's a name. That's the only thing I have in mind. It's as if it keeps ringing at the back of my head." "A name?" Logan blinked in confusion. She looked straight into his sapphire eyes and queried, "Who is Logan?"
Uh-oh . . .
It's really going to be a long, cold autumn...
********** To Be Continued ***********
A/N: 2nd chapter's done, yea! R&R ^__^ (Chapter III == 'Help me, Logan!')
Author: Angel (angel-cale@glay.org)
Disc: Dark Angel belongs to Cameron/Eglee Productions and blah, blah, blah.. This fic is for entertainment purposes only. Please don't sue me...I'm just 15 @__@
Spoiler: Pollo Loco (thanks to the one who corrected my spelling^__^)
Summary: Max loses her memory in an accident. The only thing that she could recall was a name but she didn't remember the person with the name...
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CHAPTER II == Hurt...
"Max! Max! What's up, homegirl? What happened?" Original Cindy panicked as she banged her fists on Max's door. Max had locked herself in her room ever since she got back from Logan's but told Cindy nothing. She didn't want to talk about it. It stung like the strongest poison in the world. "Max, open the door!" Cindy called again. Max covered her ear with her hands and bellowed, "Just leave me alone!" That did it. Cindy was rendered speechless. She stopped banging the door and leaned against the door, confused.
Then, a thought crossed her mind. 'That rich guy must have something to do with this!' She stormed to the living room to phone Logan but before she even touched it, the phone rang. Annoyed, she picked it up.
"You'd better have a good explanation for calling at time like this," she snapped, noticing that it was already 11p.m.
"Cindy? It's me."
"Logan? I was about to call you. You know what the heck is wrong with Max? She locked herself in her room and wouldn't talk to me."
"Well... Actually, we had a little... Misunderstanding. Is there a chance for me to talk to her now?"
"Dear boy, Original Cindy doesn't think so. Listen I won't ask what caused the misunderstanding but I just want you guys to make it up as soon as possible. I have the feeling that she'd be freaking out at everyone at work tomorrow if you don't. Got it?"
"I know but... Could you at least try to hand the phone to her, please?"
"You aren't giving up, are you? Okay... Let's see what I can do. Hold on." Taking the phone along, she walked over to Max's door and knocked it three times. She tried to open the door and to her surprise, it wasn't locked! So, she sneaked inside slowly. "Max?" She went over to the figure lying on the bed and bent over to look at her.
Funny...
Max was fast asleep. Not only that surprised Cindy. She was more surprised when she noticed the traces of tears on Max's face. Not wanting to disturb her best friend, she went out and closed the door.
"Er... Logan, you still there?"
"Yes. Where's Max? She didn't want to talk to me?"
"No. She's asleep and..."
"And?"
"It looks like she'd been crying."
"Oh...Let her sleep, then. I'll contact her tomorrow."
"You'd better. And remember. If anything happens to her, I'm gonna kick your sorry ass!"
"I got it. Bye~"
Their conversation stopped there. Logan almost screamed as he put the phone down. "Damn! Damn! DAMN!!" On the way back to his computer room, he knocked down a vase causing it to shatter. He didn't even care and Bling could do nothing but sigh. "Honestly, Logan," he began, "you should calm yourself down."
"Calm myself down? You think it's easy?! I just caused a genetically enhanced girl to cry. Even fools know it takes all the pain in the world to make an X5 cry!"
"It wasn't your fault."
"It was my DAMN fault! I should've known that she'd come in here unannounced but I still... Said that 'words'. She trusts me, Bling. Now she must think I've betrayed her. I don't know how could I say I'm scared of her. I... I really care about her and I... I..."
"And you love her," Bling finished the line for him. He just nodded. "I just don't know what to do now..."
"C'mon, Logan~ Just explain everything to her. If you're lucky, she'll understand at once."
"Yeah. *IF* I'm lucky..." Logan sighed, emphasizing the word 'if'.
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Later that night, Max crept out of her room after Original Cindy went to sleep. She rested herself on the couch in the living room. She picked the phone up and dialled Logan's number. He picked the phone up almost immediately.
"Hello? Who's there?" She could hear his voice but she didn't say anything. Her hands were shaking by then. "Hello? Hel--- Wait. Max, is that you?" 'How did he know?' Not saying anything, she hung up and tossed the phone across the room. 'What's wrong with me?' Her body shook as a river of tears claimed its way down her face...
The next day, Max would throw a fierce comeback to those who made silly jokes out of her. Even Normal was afraid of her that day. Her eyes were icy cold and she hardly speaks to her friends at all. "Max," Normal called, "someone wants to see you." She turned around and saw Logan. When she stood still, Logan wheeled towards her with a light smile. "Hey, Max." "Hey yourself." She ignored him and walked out of the building. Sighing, he wheeled after her.
"Max, we need to talk."
"We are talking, aren't we?"
"Max, please..."
"What more is there to talk about? You said it clearly last night. You went to Lydecker behind my back."
"I just contacted him to seek information. A mental X5 was killing people outside and you were after him alone. What if something happens to you?"
"Still, you don't have to go to Lydecker. Did he give you the information you wanted? What about the photos?"
"I didn't ask him to send me those. I was worried about you!" He felt a sudden rage built inside. 'This isn't part of the plan~' His mind panicked.
"Worried that I might get hurt or worried that if there's a chance I'd go mental as well? I know, Logan. Ever since you got hold of those photos, you look at me with fear in your eyes. You look at me as if I'm a monster."
"I was just shocked, okay?"
"Shocked or scared?!"
"Why is it so hard for you to understand? What do you want me to tell you? Is it 'Max, I'm so scared of you when you can kill people cold-heartedly and scared you might be like Ben'? You happy if I tell you that?" He regretted it as soon as the lines escaped his lips. Max halted. She turned around to face him with a pair of watery eyes. "I thought you know me better..." Her words were almost in a whisper. She ran across the road, unable to look at him anymore.
"Max! Wait!" He tried to catch up with her. Max turned around and was about to yell 'Don't follow me' when she noticed a speeding truck heading towards Logan. "LOGAN!" Without thinking, she rushed to push him off the road. Saving him was on top of the list at that moment. The next moment, she felt so light, as if she was flying. Her vision seemed blurring. Then she saw darkness. The last thing she heard was Logan screaming, "MAX!!!"
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Logan was biting his thumb in front of the emergency room when Bling and Cindy arrived. "Logan," Cindy panted, "where's Max?" He gestured his hand to the emergency room. "How did it happen?" Bling asked out of curiosity. Logan shook his head and buried his face in his palms. "It was too fast.. Me... It was all because of me! The truck was heading towards me but she... She ran forth, pushed me off the road and then she... She..." His voice broke.
Bling patted on his shoulder. "She's going to be okay. She's strong. She'll make it," he assured.
"I don't know. I don't know. If she dies... I... I..."
Original Cindy smacked him hard on the head. "Get yourself up gear and try to relax! You're not gonna change anything by regretting it all!" She shouted between sobs. About half an hour later the doctor came out. Max was brought to another room. "Doctor, how is she?" Logan asked impatiently. The doctor took adjusted his spectacles. "She's stable now. It's a miracle that only her right arm is broken but she also got a head injury. She'd lost a lot of blood and needed rest. I'm afraid she would have to stay here for a few weeks for monitoring."
"Can we look at her now?"
"Yes, you can. She's in room 452. Just be careful not to wake her up. Excuse me." "Thank you." The doctor left. Logan felt a wave of relief surged through his body. 'Thank God! Thank you for not taking her away from me!' The three of them found their way to room 452 and went in. Max was lying on the bed, looking so pale and so fragile. Logan didn't say a word. He wheeled beside her and stroked her face gently. Her head was bandaged and he prayed it didn't hurt too much. Silent tears trickled down his face as he locked his gaze on her.
"I have to go. I'd have to inform Normal 'bout this." Cindy wiped her tears and bent over to kiss Max on the cheek. "Take care of my boo," she reminded and went off. Bling didn't know what to say about the situation. "Logan, I have to go back now. There's something I gotta take care of. If you want to go home, just give me a call."
"No, I'm not going anywhere until she wakes up." Logan insisted. "Okay, then. I'll bring you your clothes tomorrow, 'kay?" "Yeah, thanks."
After Bling left, Logan continued stroking Max's sleeping face. Rueful tears were still on his face. 'Lydecker couldn't be more wrong,' he thought. 'This girl cares about others much more than herself. She couldn't be a cold-blooded killer. She's an angel, my angel!' She didn't even move when Logan took her left hand in his. He stayed like that until late at night. Soon, his eyes were drifting. He secured her hand in his and rested his head on the bedside. "Max, please wake up soon. I love you," he whispered before falling asleep.
The next morning, Logan woke up as he felt someone was shaking him. He opened his eyes, sat back and yawned. He looked over his shoulder. "Bling? What time is it?" His voice was hoarse. "It's almost eight. Did you stay up last night? You don't look well."
"I'm fine, really."
"Okay~ I brought your clothes for you to change and also your breakfast."
"Thanks but I don't feel like eating."
"Don't tell me you're not hungry or that you've lost your appetite. You have to eat if you want to take care of Max!"
Logan wheeled to the window and looked up to the bright morning sky. "She saved my life by risking hers. She could've died. Though she was mad at me, she still saved me. If I just got rid of the photos earlier, this wouldn't have happened." Bling said nothing. Logan was about to continue his rueful speech when he heard a small whine. He turned around almost immediately and wheeled over to where his angel lied.
"Max?" He gripped her hand and she gripped back. Her eyelids fluttered open slowly. "Oh, Max! Thank God you're awake! I was so worried!" Logan was overjoyed by the time she opened her eyes completely. She looked around feebly. "Where am I? Why am I here?"
"You're in the hospital. You had an accident, remember?"
Her gaze travelled from Bling to Logan. Frowning, she whispered, "Who are you?"
The smile on Logan's face faded away at her innocent question. "Max, that's not a good joke..." He started to stammer. Max ignored his comment and looked at herself. "Max? Is that my name? I can't remember anything~"
Bling's jaw dropped and Logan's eyes widened.
Good Lord...
It's going to be a long autumn...
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"Like I said earlier, she suffers a quite serious head injury. She was lucky enough not to be in comma and I guess it was some kind of miracle. The head injury plus strong jarring effect as a result of the accident lead her into Amnesia," the doctor explained and Logan raised his brow in response. "She got Amnesia?" The doctor nodded. "Yes, Mr. Cale. Amnesia is a very common effect as a result of severe head injury. Memories are stored in the brain for short- or long-term duration, and either both functions may be impaired by disease or injury. Emotional stress causes Amnesia too but in Ms.Guevara's case, the head injury is the major cause."
"How...How do we restore her memories?"
"There's no exact cure for Amnesia, actually. Sometimes, it depends on luck but you can try to help her remember. Most patients who suffer Amnesia regained their memories by the help of families and friends. The chances are not high and it could take months for the patients to recover."
". . . Well, thanks for the information. We'll try."
"Good luck then, Mr. Cale."
Logan and Bling walked out of the doctor's room with unreadable expression on their faces. "Logan, Max's going to be okay." "I hope so. Could you please tell Cindy about this? I wanna stay here with Max." "Sure. I'll be back later." "Thanks." Bling left and Logan went back to Max. "Hey" he greeted as he opened the door. She was leaning her back against the pillow. "Hey," she greeted back. He wheeled over to her with a worried smile. "You okay?"
"Yep, except for my right arm is broken. You said I had an accident?"
"That's right. You... You really don't remember anything? Your name, where you live and all?"
She shook her head. "I really can't remember anything . . . Wait, there's something though." "What is it?" "Well, I guess it's a name. That's the only thing I have in mind. It's as if it keeps ringing at the back of my head." "A name?" Logan blinked in confusion. She looked straight into his sapphire eyes and queried, "Who is Logan?"
Uh-oh . . .
It's really going to be a long, cold autumn...
********** To Be Continued ***********
A/N: 2nd chapter's done, yea! R&R ^__^ (Chapter III == 'Help me, Logan!')