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 @__@
A/N: Thank you for the reviews! You guys give me the guts to keep on writing ^_______^ And sorry, this chapter's quite short~ And about my tenses and grammar... Surely, I need some help with them, I guess (thanks again for the one who noted this^_^) I don't speak English all the time, anyway... (Plus, no one reads my writings....)
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CHAPTER III == 'Help me, Logan!'
She looked straight into his sapphire eyes and queried, "Who is Logan?"
Logan was completely taken aback by her question. He couldn't believe she remembered only his name. He didn't know how he felt then; a blend of touched and proud. '''She still remembers you despite the fact that both of you had a big fight before the accident,''' his practical side seemed to whisper in a mocking tone. 'What am I gonna do? Just tell her that 'Logan' is my name?' '''You tell me.'''
"Hello? Hey, mister! Earth to you~"
He was brought back to reality as Max waved her left hand before his face. "Oh, sorry! I was just... Never mind. What were you saying?" "I asked you who Logan is." "Ah, of course... Well, Logan is..." He paused. "Is?" "Your brother," he stated anxiously. He could see her blinked a few times before saying, "Oh." At the same time, he argued with his practical side again.
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'''What did you say that for? Her *brother*?'''
'Shut up 'coz I know what I'm doing!'
'''Are you sure??? Or, are you insane?'''
'I told you to SHUT UP!!'
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Max fixed her gaze on Logan again. "Who are you, then?" 'Now, now, now... Good question. Who am I? Let's see...' He pondered for a while before answering, "Locke." "Excuse me?" "My name is Locke. Locke Cale. I'm your.. Well... I'm your best friend." "Locke? You have a nice name." "Oh, thanks." If Bling and Cindy were there, they'd think he'd gone mental by saying so but deep inside, he knew exactly what he was doing and why he did that. Then a realisation crossed his mind. He took out his cell phone and called Bling. "Hello, Bling? Could you come here for a while with Cindy? There's something we need to discuss... Okay, see you guys outside the room later. Bye."
As Logan put his phone back into his pocket, Max gave him a confused look. "What?" He asked, confused as well. "Bling? Cindy? Who are they?" "They're my friends and of course, they're your friends. You know Bling. He's the guy that was here with me earlier this morning." "He's a friend? I thought he's your bodyguard." "Nah, my bodyguard is you~" "What?" "Nothing! Forget what I said. Now... Why don't you take your medication and rest? You need a lot of rest to help you recover." "Aww, I just woke up!" "Don't argue. Take it and sleep." "... Do we always argue like this?" "Oh, that's right! Now take your medication." "I know~"
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"WHAT DID YOU TELL HER?!!" Original Cindy and Bling bellowed, wide-eyed as Logan told them what had happened earlier. A few people walking along the corridor turned to look at them as if they were psychotics. Logan quickly raised his finger. "Syhhhh--- This is a hospital and besides, Max is asleep!"
"Logan," Cindy started, "give us a good explanation before we think you're mental."
"I want her to remember it by herself."
"WE BEG YOUR PARDON?" Both Cindy and Bling were totally lost.
"She has a chance to remember everything though not now. I want her to remember and figure out who I am by herself."
Bling and Cindy were rendered speechless. It happened that Logan wanted to test Max's memory. They looked at each other in silence until Bling interfere, "Okay, Logan. Now tell us what you want us to do." "Simple. Just call me 'Locke' whenever Max is around and be careful not to let slip anything about 'Logan'. Then I need your help to go to my penthouse and put aside anything that has my name on." "That's all?" "Yeah...For now, at least." Bling and Cindy nodded in unison although somewhere at the back of their head, they felt like cheating Max.
"It's so unfair, though~" Cindy groaned. "How come she remembers your name instead of mine?"
Both Logan and Bling laughed at her remark.
"Ooh, I smell jealousy here~"
"Shut up~"
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Original Cindy left with Bling after she gave Max a light kiss on her cheek. She was sleeping peacefully when Logan took her left hand in his. He kissed her hand lightly, whispering, "When you remember everything, I don't mind telling the whole world that I'm so in love with you." He rested his head on the bedside and in no time, he fell asleep.
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Logan opened his eyes with a very weird feeling deep inside. He looked around and gasped. He wasn't in the hospital. He was on top of a tower or something. Looking down to city below, his heart raced. Surely, he feared heights. "How did I get here?" He wondered. He took a step back and- - - Wait a moment... Took a step back? He looked at his feet and realised that he was standing! "What the hell is going on?"
"You made it here at last..."
He jumped a bit to the soft voice he just heard. Before he could turn around, he saw Max standing beside him. "Max??" Now he was puzzled. "Hi, Logan! How do you like Space Needle?" "Needle? But how did we---" "How did we get up here? C'mon, Logan. This is a dream." 'I should've known,' he thought, running his hands through his spiky hair. "So I see... Whose dream is this, anyway, yours or mine?" At that question, she smiled. "Don't ask me."
They sat down and looked up to the sky. "I'm sorry," she whispered out of the blue, sending sparks of confusion through Logan's head. "What for?" "For acting like a jerk to you. I was just being too emotional, I guess." "I understand. I'm sorry too. I want you to understand that I'm not scared of you. How could I fear the one who saved my life countless of time already?" "Wish I knew that earlier... Speaking of me saving you... I'm sorry."
"What sorry??"
"In real world... You know, for not remembering you."
"Hey, shouldn't I be the one to apologise on that?"
"Why is that?"
"If it wasn't me, you wouldn't have lost your memories."
"It wasn't your fault. I ran forth by myself so it was me."
"But- - -"
"Couldn't we just get it over with? I'm glad you're safe and you should be too."
"Fine, then. Geez, why do we have to argue in dream?"
"You tell me~"
Both of them laughed, realising how childish they were for their age. They stared at the sky as more stars glistened. The air seemed more relaxed as they laughed. Logan was still laughing when Max's face turned serious again. Soon, the laughter faded. "What's wrong, Max?" "I'm so scared... Help me, Logan!" She looked at him and he noticed her eyes were wavering, suppressing the urge to cry. "What can I do? How can I help you?" A drop of tear trickled down her face.
"Help me find my memories back. Promise me you'd help me!"
Smiling, Logan wiped her tears away with his thumb and pulled her into a hug. "Of course I'd help you," he whispered against her hair as he held her close. "I'll try to restore your memories as much as I could. You think I'd leave you not knowing who you are? No, Max. I would never do that to you because I care about you...Way more... I...I..." He hesitated at first but spilt it at last. "I love you."
The three little words that had just escaped his lips were music to her ears. More tears trickled down her face. "You don't know how much that means to me. I've been hoping you do love me because I love you too..." At her words, Logan felt warm and contented as if he's swallowed a mug of hot chocolate in one go. It was relief...They were relieved to know that they felt the same for each other. Max pulled away from him a little and looked into his soulful eyes.
"You'd help me, right?"
"Sure."
"You promise?"
"I swear."
"...Thank you...If ever we don't succeed- - -"
"We'll make it!"
"I say *IF*... If we don't succeed, I want you to know something."
"What is it?"
"Even if I lose these memories of you, I will fall in love with you again. Bear in mind that..."
"…Thank you, Max. I'm honoured…"
Logan leaned to kiss her but when his lips barely touching hers, Max turned into glittering dust and vanished through the night. "Max? Where are you? Max? MAX!!"
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Logan awoke with a start. It took a while for him to realise that he was back in the hospital. He looked up and found Max awake. She was looking at the file she had on her lap. "Hey," he greeted, straightening himself on his chair. "Hey, there, sleepyhead. I thought you'd never wake up." He chuckled at her remark. Lost her memory or not, Max was still Max. "Max, what is that file?" "Oh, it's my medical report the doctor left here." "Your medical report? Then why do you have that frown on your face?" "Here." She showed him the file and pointed to the first line written on top.
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Patient: Ms. Max Guevara
Room No.: 452
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"Nothing unordinary~" Logan stated, not understanding her point.
"I know but these numbers sure ring a bell. Hmm... 452...452..."
As she kept repeating '452' all over, a look of realisation dawned upon Logan's face. He remembered her designation number, X5-452. If she said the numbers ring a bell, it means she has a higher chance to remember her past. The words she said in his dream echoed in his head, 'Help me find my memories back. Promise me you'd help me!' He made up his mind.
"Max..."
"Yeah?"
"Maybe we should start trying to make you remember. They say the sooner, the better."
"Could it be painful?"
"I don't think so."
"Okay, we can try~ But... Does number 452 has something to do with my past as well?"
"Yeah, but I must warn you. It wasn't a pleasant memory."
". . .Spill."
********** To Be Continued ***********
Chapter IV == Bittersweet
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 @__@
A/N: Thank you for the reviews! You guys give me the guts to keep on writing ^_______^ And sorry, this chapter's quite short~ And about my tenses and grammar... Surely, I need some help with them, I guess (thanks again for the one who noted this^_^) I don't speak English all the time, anyway... (Plus, no one reads my writings....)
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CHAPTER III == 'Help me, Logan!'
She looked straight into his sapphire eyes and queried, "Who is Logan?"
Logan was completely taken aback by her question. He couldn't believe she remembered only his name. He didn't know how he felt then; a blend of touched and proud. '''She still remembers you despite the fact that both of you had a big fight before the accident,''' his practical side seemed to whisper in a mocking tone. 'What am I gonna do? Just tell her that 'Logan' is my name?' '''You tell me.'''
"Hello? Hey, mister! Earth to you~"
He was brought back to reality as Max waved her left hand before his face. "Oh, sorry! I was just... Never mind. What were you saying?" "I asked you who Logan is." "Ah, of course... Well, Logan is..." He paused. "Is?" "Your brother," he stated anxiously. He could see her blinked a few times before saying, "Oh." At the same time, he argued with his practical side again.
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'''What did you say that for? Her *brother*?'''
'Shut up 'coz I know what I'm doing!'
'''Are you sure??? Or, are you insane?'''
'I told you to SHUT UP!!'
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Max fixed her gaze on Logan again. "Who are you, then?" 'Now, now, now... Good question. Who am I? Let's see...' He pondered for a while before answering, "Locke." "Excuse me?" "My name is Locke. Locke Cale. I'm your.. Well... I'm your best friend." "Locke? You have a nice name." "Oh, thanks." If Bling and Cindy were there, they'd think he'd gone mental by saying so but deep inside, he knew exactly what he was doing and why he did that. Then a realisation crossed his mind. He took out his cell phone and called Bling. "Hello, Bling? Could you come here for a while with Cindy? There's something we need to discuss... Okay, see you guys outside the room later. Bye."
As Logan put his phone back into his pocket, Max gave him a confused look. "What?" He asked, confused as well. "Bling? Cindy? Who are they?" "They're my friends and of course, they're your friends. You know Bling. He's the guy that was here with me earlier this morning." "He's a friend? I thought he's your bodyguard." "Nah, my bodyguard is you~" "What?" "Nothing! Forget what I said. Now... Why don't you take your medication and rest? You need a lot of rest to help you recover." "Aww, I just woke up!" "Don't argue. Take it and sleep." "... Do we always argue like this?" "Oh, that's right! Now take your medication." "I know~"
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"WHAT DID YOU TELL HER?!!" Original Cindy and Bling bellowed, wide-eyed as Logan told them what had happened earlier. A few people walking along the corridor turned to look at them as if they were psychotics. Logan quickly raised his finger. "Syhhhh--- This is a hospital and besides, Max is asleep!"
"Logan," Cindy started, "give us a good explanation before we think you're mental."
"I want her to remember it by herself."
"WE BEG YOUR PARDON?" Both Cindy and Bling were totally lost.
"She has a chance to remember everything though not now. I want her to remember and figure out who I am by herself."
Bling and Cindy were rendered speechless. It happened that Logan wanted to test Max's memory. They looked at each other in silence until Bling interfere, "Okay, Logan. Now tell us what you want us to do." "Simple. Just call me 'Locke' whenever Max is around and be careful not to let slip anything about 'Logan'. Then I need your help to go to my penthouse and put aside anything that has my name on." "That's all?" "Yeah...For now, at least." Bling and Cindy nodded in unison although somewhere at the back of their head, they felt like cheating Max.
"It's so unfair, though~" Cindy groaned. "How come she remembers your name instead of mine?"
Both Logan and Bling laughed at her remark.
"Ooh, I smell jealousy here~"
"Shut up~"
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Original Cindy left with Bling after she gave Max a light kiss on her cheek. She was sleeping peacefully when Logan took her left hand in his. He kissed her hand lightly, whispering, "When you remember everything, I don't mind telling the whole world that I'm so in love with you." He rested his head on the bedside and in no time, he fell asleep.
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Logan opened his eyes with a very weird feeling deep inside. He looked around and gasped. He wasn't in the hospital. He was on top of a tower or something. Looking down to city below, his heart raced. Surely, he feared heights. "How did I get here?" He wondered. He took a step back and- - - Wait a moment... Took a step back? He looked at his feet and realised that he was standing! "What the hell is going on?"
"You made it here at last..."
He jumped a bit to the soft voice he just heard. Before he could turn around, he saw Max standing beside him. "Max??" Now he was puzzled. "Hi, Logan! How do you like Space Needle?" "Needle? But how did we---" "How did we get up here? C'mon, Logan. This is a dream." 'I should've known,' he thought, running his hands through his spiky hair. "So I see... Whose dream is this, anyway, yours or mine?" At that question, she smiled. "Don't ask me."
They sat down and looked up to the sky. "I'm sorry," she whispered out of the blue, sending sparks of confusion through Logan's head. "What for?" "For acting like a jerk to you. I was just being too emotional, I guess." "I understand. I'm sorry too. I want you to understand that I'm not scared of you. How could I fear the one who saved my life countless of time already?" "Wish I knew that earlier... Speaking of me saving you... I'm sorry."
"What sorry??"
"In real world... You know, for not remembering you."
"Hey, shouldn't I be the one to apologise on that?"
"Why is that?"
"If it wasn't me, you wouldn't have lost your memories."
"It wasn't your fault. I ran forth by myself so it was me."
"But- - -"
"Couldn't we just get it over with? I'm glad you're safe and you should be too."
"Fine, then. Geez, why do we have to argue in dream?"
"You tell me~"
Both of them laughed, realising how childish they were for their age. They stared at the sky as more stars glistened. The air seemed more relaxed as they laughed. Logan was still laughing when Max's face turned serious again. Soon, the laughter faded. "What's wrong, Max?" "I'm so scared... Help me, Logan!" She looked at him and he noticed her eyes were wavering, suppressing the urge to cry. "What can I do? How can I help you?" A drop of tear trickled down her face.
"Help me find my memories back. Promise me you'd help me!"
Smiling, Logan wiped her tears away with his thumb and pulled her into a hug. "Of course I'd help you," he whispered against her hair as he held her close. "I'll try to restore your memories as much as I could. You think I'd leave you not knowing who you are? No, Max. I would never do that to you because I care about you...Way more... I...I..." He hesitated at first but spilt it at last. "I love you."
The three little words that had just escaped his lips were music to her ears. More tears trickled down her face. "You don't know how much that means to me. I've been hoping you do love me because I love you too..." At her words, Logan felt warm and contented as if he's swallowed a mug of hot chocolate in one go. It was relief...They were relieved to know that they felt the same for each other. Max pulled away from him a little and looked into his soulful eyes.
"You'd help me, right?"
"Sure."
"You promise?"
"I swear."
"...Thank you...If ever we don't succeed- - -"
"We'll make it!"
"I say *IF*... If we don't succeed, I want you to know something."
"What is it?"
"Even if I lose these memories of you, I will fall in love with you again. Bear in mind that..."
"…Thank you, Max. I'm honoured…"
Logan leaned to kiss her but when his lips barely touching hers, Max turned into glittering dust and vanished through the night. "Max? Where are you? Max? MAX!!"
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Logan awoke with a start. It took a while for him to realise that he was back in the hospital. He looked up and found Max awake. She was looking at the file she had on her lap. "Hey," he greeted, straightening himself on his chair. "Hey, there, sleepyhead. I thought you'd never wake up." He chuckled at her remark. Lost her memory or not, Max was still Max. "Max, what is that file?" "Oh, it's my medical report the doctor left here." "Your medical report? Then why do you have that frown on your face?" "Here." She showed him the file and pointed to the first line written on top.
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Patient: Ms. Max Guevara
Room No.: 452
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"Nothing unordinary~" Logan stated, not understanding her point.
"I know but these numbers sure ring a bell. Hmm... 452...452..."
As she kept repeating '452' all over, a look of realisation dawned upon Logan's face. He remembered her designation number, X5-452. If she said the numbers ring a bell, it means she has a higher chance to remember her past. The words she said in his dream echoed in his head, 'Help me find my memories back. Promise me you'd help me!' He made up his mind.
"Max..."
"Yeah?"
"Maybe we should start trying to make you remember. They say the sooner, the better."
"Could it be painful?"
"I don't think so."
"Okay, we can try~ But... Does number 452 has something to do with my past as well?"
"Yeah, but I must warn you. It wasn't a pleasant memory."
". . .Spill."
********** To Be Continued ***********
Chapter IV == Bittersweet