Dark Angel : Future History

Story One

The Recovery

          Welcome to story one of my Future History of Dark Angel.  I took the idea from Robert Heinlein collection of short works as I've been writing DA stories for over two years now, but only recently discovered fan fiction on the internet.  I hope you enjoy.

            The usual disclaimers apply.  I own nothing.

            Chapter Five

          "So she's with you?"  Original Cindy asked with a worried voice.

          "She's asleep in the bedroom."  Logan said.  "She needs to rest.  It was easier to get out of the compound than I thought it would be so we came straight here.  She was asleep before we left the woods and made it to the main highway.  I promise.  I'll bring her home in a day or two."

          "You're sure she doesn't need anything?"

          "She needs to rest right now but don't worry, Cindy.  She won't let me keep her from her friends…" Logan turned as Max wandered out of the bedroom and walked around the edge of the couch.  He stood and helped her sit down beside him.  She leaned into his arms as she looked at the laptop display and could see OC's smiling face.

          "OC.  I missed you."  Max said.

          "You okay girl?"  OC asked.

          "Logan won't let any harm come to me."  Max said.

          "I know that's the truth, Boo."  OC said.  "Someone wants to say hello."

          Syl poked her head into the frame and smiled.  "Hey little sister.  It's good to see you alive and well."

          "Alive at least.  I'll be well soon."  Max said as Krit shoved Syl out of the frame and smiled.

          "Hey you."  Krit said.  "Good to know you two are still kicking."  He smiled.  A large hand clamped down on his neck and pulled him out of the frame.

          "Hey Maxie."  Said the big head blocking out everything else.

          "Zane?"  Max said.  "Is that really you?"

          "Sure it is, shrimp."  Zane said.  "You get better and come home soon.  I'm going to hang out here in Logan's digs until you get back.  You know, keep my eye on things until he gets back.  You got a hell of a man there, Maxie.  You better hang onto that one."

          "All right.  All right."  OC started shoving the others out of the way.  "She needs to rest and we know she's safe with Logan so let's let her get some rest and we'll see her in two days, right?"  She verified.

          "Maybe three."  Max said.  "I'll be home soon.  I promise."

          "If I don't see you by the weekend I'll kick Logan's skinny white ass."  OC smiled and winked.  "Take care of my Boo, Boo."  OC said.

          "Will do, Cindy."  Logan said as Cindy closed the link.

          "Logan?"  Max whispered.

          "You should be in bed."  Logan said.

          "I know, but I don't want to be alone right now.  I don't ever want to be alone again."  Max said.

          "You're not."  He reached out and brushed her hair from her face tucking it behind her ear.  "I'll never leave you alone again.  I swear nothing will ever come between us."  He leaned in and kissed her forehead.  She started to purr softly as she tucked her head into his shoulder and closed her eyes.  "I will never allow anyone to harm you, my Angel."

          "I know."  Max whispered as Logan leaned back into the cushions and she worked her way deeper into his arms.  He pulled the blanket from the back of the couch and covered her up.

          "Logan."  She said quietly.

          "Shhh…" He said.  "It's okay.  Just get some rest."

          "Logan.  You came into my own personal hell without anyone helping you.  You alone came to rescue me from that place when everyone else had given me up for dead."

          "Yeah."  Logan said.  "That's not important."

          "Logan."  Max whispered.

          "Yeah, Max."

          "That was a damn fool thing to do."  She smiled with a cheesy grin.

          "Yeah, it was."

          "Logan."  She said again.

          "Yes, Angel?"  He asked with a big smile of his own.

          "I Love you."  She said as she let all of her weight fall on him finally letting herself go.

          "I Love you, too, Angel."  He said.  "You rest now."  He stroked his fingers through her long brown hair.  "I have always Loved you."  He whispered.  "And I always will."

          "Mmmmm."  She moaned as he stroked her hair, giving his energy to her.  He was asleep soon after as the fire crackled in the hearth.