Caladaha

Disclaimer-Nope Dark Angel is still not mine, and neither is Michael Weatherly

A/N- Hey, I hope this a remotely interesting story. I hope to continue it a bit longer. Especially if I get reviews! I also don't think theres anything for spolilers in this, just stuff from the first season and from my own twisted imagination.

The caladaha ring. How Logan hated that ring and all that it stood for. He hated that it stood for love, friendship, and loyalty. He hated the circumstances under which she had received it. And most of all he hated that it had been Zack who had given it to her. Slowly as Logan stared at the ring he started to think about what it had ment to her.

It had been just over year they had known each other, and things had been going well for them. He was able to walk again, and he and Max were finally starting something that was looking like a relationship. But as always HE had to come and mess everything up.

flashback

He glanced at the clock, he had paged her 10 minutes ago she would be at his place soon. He quickly put the finishing touches on his latest culinary miracle, and went to select a pre-pulse wine. He was busy looking for wine and didn't hear Max pick the lock and slip silently into the apartment.

Max quietly came up behind him and slipped her arms around his waist.

"Hey how's my meal ticket doing today"? she asked happily.

Logan silently cringed when she called him this.. Because even though he knew that he meant more to her then just an easy meal, it still made him wonder sometimes.

"Hey" he said with a smile as he turned and circled her waist with his arms "I'm doing so much better now that your here" he drawled as he gave her a light peck on the cheek.

"Hm.... very nice to know I'm appreciated" Max said with a alluring and seductive smile.

"Ya....well....ya know" Logan stammered suddenly a nervous about their close proximity. He quickly moved away from Max and busied himself trying to find a bottle of wine that was evidently escaping him.

"What the hell are you looking for?" Max asked trying to hide her amusement, she had seen how she had unnerved him.

"Umm...pre-plus white wine." Logan answered.

"You mean like this one?" Max asked as she reached up and seized a bottle that was in the front of the cabinet, as a sly grin spread over her face.

"Ya that'd be it" Logan said with a smile.

"Good" Max said as she casually strolled over to the oven "So...." Max began as she lazily dragged a finger over the top of the stove "What culinary miracle have you whipped up......" As Max started to open the door of the oven, Logan quickly slid in frony of her and cut her off.

"Forget it, its a surprise." He said with a smile

"Oh come on Logan, it's never been a surprise before." She said as she stuck out her full lower lip in a pout.

"Yes well things change all the time" Logan said with a slightly suggestive smile. "Now go sit and I'll serve dinner."

Max made a small show of pouting a bit more and then went into the dinning room. She was taken aback by what she saw. The room was dimly lit, with candles on the table, and all over the room. There was a dozen roses on her usual seat, and rose petals strewn among the candles, on the table, and the floor.

Logan heard her gasp softly and came up behind her wrapping his arms around her waist.

"You like?" he asked quietly.

"I....like very much" Max stammered

"Good I'm glad" Logan said "Now go sit down, and dinner will be served."

Max sat down and stared around her in awe of what he had created for her. "I can't believe he did all this for me" she thought to herself. "He must really like me!"

"Dinner is served!" Logan said as he came into the dinning room carrying a steaming platter.

"Wonderful" Max said with a smile.

"Tonight we are having chicken in mandarin sauce" Logan said with a smile

"Sounds delicious." Max said

Logan served them both nice helpings of the chicken, and they ate in comfortable silence.

After dinner Max helped Logan clear the table and do the dishes.

"Now" Logan began "might I suggest we watch a pre-pulse video, or would you rather play chess?"

"A movie would be good" Max answered.

"Alright why don't you go pick one out, while I finish up in here?"

Max left the room and walked over to Logan's extensive pre-pulse video collection. After seachering for a few minutes Max settled on one she had never seen called "Save the Last Dance". She put it into the video machine and pushed play as Logan came over to sit on the couch beside her.

"Good choice" he said "I haven't watched this one in awhile."

They settled back to watch the movie and as the main characters began to see something in each other, Max got the courage to snuggle up to Logan's chest. She found it strange, she could fight bad guys, dodge bullets, and sit atop tall buildings, but yet she had to work for half an hour to cuddle up to Logan.

As she watched the movie she realized the plight of Sara and Derek was somewhat similar to her's and Logan's. The girl grew up so different from the way the boy had, but yet they were in the end able to make things work for the two of them.

Finally Max screwed up the courage, leaned over, and kissed him. He acted a bit surprised at first, but then leaned into it, deepening the kiss and encouraging her to open her mouth with his tongue. Slowly she opened her mouth and he deepened the kiss. Things were really starting to heat up when the door to the apartment slammed open.

a/n- do you like? Cause I really hate to continue it if it sucks. So please R&R!