Disclaimer - Not mine blah blah blah. Not making any money blah blah blah, you know the drill.
A/N - I'm going to try really hard to post one or two chapters on the weekend. Things are getting crazy lately so just keep an eye on this, I'm not giving up again! Also denotes someone's thoughts.
Chapter 7 - Flying.....
Zack was flying, when did he learn to do that? He heard a thud and was engulfed by pain. She had punched him, hard in the stomach, hard enough to send him flying across the room.
"What the hell are you doing?" Max yelled. Zack couldn't answer, to stunned by the fact she had hit him. "Explain yourself now!" she yelled at him, her fairly passive manner gone as she grabbed him by the collar and hauled him to his feet.
"I....I....l-love you Maxie" He stammered looking her full in the eyes. "I really do...."Max back-handed him. Zack reached up and tentatively touched his face. The tough solider was gone, he had been hurt by many people, in many different ways, in his 19 years, but never by someone he loved. He winced when he touched his face, finding his nose to be bleeding, and his lip swelling. She might have even loosened a tooth he thought.
"Don't say that Zack! You can't love me! I'm your sister damnit!" Max started to tear up a bit as she yelled at her brother, dragging him from his thoughts.
"Please Maxie" Zack spoke softly. "Please don't be angry with me." He was pleading.
"Oh Zack" Max said with a small sigh. "I'm sorry I hit you but......I mean I love you but its....." Before Max could finish Zack had come foreword and kissed her again. Max let out a little scream as she tried to push him away without hitting him again.
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A moment later Zack was on the floor again. This time Max had punched him in the head. Splitting his eyebrow open, and her own knuckles. I must have hit him harder then I thought, cause I've never done that before. Max thought as she looked at Zack, slumped against the wall, unconscious, and at her own bloody knuckles. As she looked at her brother out cold on the floor she was unable to push down a small amount of pride in the fact she had knocked out her big brother. "What am I going to do with him?" Max asked herself.
Finally she managed to get him on the bed. By this time his nose had stopped bleeding, but his face looked a bit swollen. Max shook her head and sighed as she walked into the bathroom.
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A little while later Max walked back out into the main room. Her hand was now cleaned and bandaged. She walked towards her brother, with a wash cloth and a small first aide kit in hand. Zack opened his eyes as she walked in.
"Hey" he said quietly.
"Hey" she replied, her voice carefully guarded.
"I'm sorry" he said pushing himself up into a sitting position. Max simply looked at him from where she was standing at the end of the bed. "I didn't mean to be so....brash?"
"That wasn't brash Zack, that was pushy basterd." Max didn't raise her voice.
"I really am sorry Max, I was just hopeing that you'd love me to...."
"I do love you Zack" Max began, standing a safe distance away. "But as my brother, not my lover" She said quietly, coming to sit beside om the bed. "There is no one after us is there?" She asked sounding surprisingly calm.
"No" Zack said simply.
"You told me that to get me to leave Logan didn't you?" Her voice was quiet and calm.....he would have preferred her screaming.
"Yes" he said. Max sighed.
"I should go" she said as she stood up, looking tired. "Logan'll be worried.
"Please Max, we need to talk or something." Zack's normal anti-talking attitude all but gone.
"I'm sorry Zack, I can't do that right now, to much going on in my head, but I promise we will later." She said as she gave his hand a squeeze. She moved fomr the bed and slipped into her leather jacket. She slung her duffel bad over her shoulder as she headed for the door.
"How will you get back to Seattle?" Zack asked, beaking the tense silence.
"You know me, I'll find a ride" she answered without turning to look at him. She was half-way out the door before he spoke again.
"You still my second little is?" He spoke, his voice filled with both pain and hope.
"Always big brother" she said with a sad smile. Without another word Max quickly left.
A/N - Ya I know the second thing is pretty bad but it sounded good in my head, and I couldn't bear to take it out. Many more chapters written and waiting to be posted....reviews help me get motivated.....a lot!