Disclaimer: I do not own Dark Angel because… I don't know why I don't but
all I know is I don't. Even if I do plan to change that one day.
Time frame: Logan has his legs, we are still in season one. The reds haven't shown up yet.
His head was spinning and felt if it was about to burst. He grasped his head in his hands hoping to keep in attached to his body if it decided to leave him or burst. Either of the two was not an appealing way to die. Nah he would live but the pain and disease coursing through his body right now was pretty damn painful. He sat in front of his computer feebly attempting to read the messages sent to him.
He hadn't gotten sick for a long time but nature decided to throw something at him to throw him off balance. Another window appeared from nowhere and made his head hurt even more. He glanced at the subject of the e-mail. He shook his head and smacked himself a couple times and looked at the title again.
At the top of the message the title said, "To Eyes Only." His heart began to rapidly beat. He grabbed some headache pills and shoved them down his throat and looked at the sender. There was nothing but a blank. Logan quickly ran a scan on the e-mail seeing if it contained a virus leak or trace. It was clean. He opened the e-mail.
I am coming back to Seattle to talk to Max about something. Tell her I'll be there soon.
Zack
Logan looked over the message a couple of times and sighed. No one gets a break here. He exited the message and turned off the computer screen. He picked up the phone and paged Max. Almost a minute later the phone began to ring.
"Yeah."
"Max. Zack is coming into town." He managed to say. He hadn't used his voice in almost 49 hours so it cracked and was froggy.
"Gee you sound great."
"Thanks." He croaked again. "I got an e-mail from Zack saying he was coming back to town. Looks like another family reunion for you."
"Oh joy." Max said flatly remembering their last encounter. He really did not want her to go back to Logan when he was in the hospital. He would still be the CO he would still be bossy and the big brother and he would still want her to go to Canada with him.
"Yeah. I don't know when or anything but keep a look out." His voice faltered at the end as a wave of nausea hit him hard so badly he had to lean over.
"Logan you ok?" She asked worried. There was heavy breathing on the end for a minute.
"Yeah I'll be fine." He practically choked on his words.
"No your not. Look I will get off work in half an hour then I have to go to crash but I'll come see you tonight ok?"
"No. Max really I'll be fine. Besides I don't want to get you sick." She smiled at his concern.
"I don't get sick member?"
"I don't care what the hell Manticore taught you but you are still prone to viruses."
"Never been sick a day in my life and look at how old I am. You have probably been sick like 50 times since you were born. I don't get sick." Logan rolled his eyes at her argumentative tone.
"I am coming over. I don't care what you say." She made up her mind and they both knew there was no changing it.
"Fine." He croaked. He said more softly, "Be careful."
"I know. See ya later." She clicked the phone off.
Logan put down his own phone. Something in his brain told him this was wrong. Zack wouldn't warn them if he was coming, he would just come. He would barge in rudely and at the wrong time. Something was defiantly not right here but his head hurt too much to think about it.
He defiantly did not look charming. His hair was disheveled, his eyes were blood shot and he was only in a pair of boxers since it took too much time to dress. Despite the fact that he felt awful and it wasn't his normal look he still looked hot. He clutched his head with a hand again. He slowly stood up and held on to the wall for support as the room began to spin. He managed to stagger to the living room and he decided he couldn't make it to the bedroom so he plopped onto the couch. Max probably wouldn't be here till really late at night so he had plenty of time to rest and then make himself presentable. He swallowed the liquid forming in his throat and fell into a restless uncomfortable sleep.
A/N Umm kinda have direction for this and kinda don't. Making it up as I go along. Tell me what you think. Crappy Zack introduction but I will think of something for a later chapter to explain the weirdness of it.
Time frame: Logan has his legs, we are still in season one. The reds haven't shown up yet.
His head was spinning and felt if it was about to burst. He grasped his head in his hands hoping to keep in attached to his body if it decided to leave him or burst. Either of the two was not an appealing way to die. Nah he would live but the pain and disease coursing through his body right now was pretty damn painful. He sat in front of his computer feebly attempting to read the messages sent to him.
He hadn't gotten sick for a long time but nature decided to throw something at him to throw him off balance. Another window appeared from nowhere and made his head hurt even more. He glanced at the subject of the e-mail. He shook his head and smacked himself a couple times and looked at the title again.
At the top of the message the title said, "To Eyes Only." His heart began to rapidly beat. He grabbed some headache pills and shoved them down his throat and looked at the sender. There was nothing but a blank. Logan quickly ran a scan on the e-mail seeing if it contained a virus leak or trace. It was clean. He opened the e-mail.
I am coming back to Seattle to talk to Max about something. Tell her I'll be there soon.
Zack
Logan looked over the message a couple of times and sighed. No one gets a break here. He exited the message and turned off the computer screen. He picked up the phone and paged Max. Almost a minute later the phone began to ring.
"Yeah."
"Max. Zack is coming into town." He managed to say. He hadn't used his voice in almost 49 hours so it cracked and was froggy.
"Gee you sound great."
"Thanks." He croaked again. "I got an e-mail from Zack saying he was coming back to town. Looks like another family reunion for you."
"Oh joy." Max said flatly remembering their last encounter. He really did not want her to go back to Logan when he was in the hospital. He would still be the CO he would still be bossy and the big brother and he would still want her to go to Canada with him.
"Yeah. I don't know when or anything but keep a look out." His voice faltered at the end as a wave of nausea hit him hard so badly he had to lean over.
"Logan you ok?" She asked worried. There was heavy breathing on the end for a minute.
"Yeah I'll be fine." He practically choked on his words.
"No your not. Look I will get off work in half an hour then I have to go to crash but I'll come see you tonight ok?"
"No. Max really I'll be fine. Besides I don't want to get you sick." She smiled at his concern.
"I don't get sick member?"
"I don't care what the hell Manticore taught you but you are still prone to viruses."
"Never been sick a day in my life and look at how old I am. You have probably been sick like 50 times since you were born. I don't get sick." Logan rolled his eyes at her argumentative tone.
"I am coming over. I don't care what you say." She made up her mind and they both knew there was no changing it.
"Fine." He croaked. He said more softly, "Be careful."
"I know. See ya later." She clicked the phone off.
Logan put down his own phone. Something in his brain told him this was wrong. Zack wouldn't warn them if he was coming, he would just come. He would barge in rudely and at the wrong time. Something was defiantly not right here but his head hurt too much to think about it.
He defiantly did not look charming. His hair was disheveled, his eyes were blood shot and he was only in a pair of boxers since it took too much time to dress. Despite the fact that he felt awful and it wasn't his normal look he still looked hot. He clutched his head with a hand again. He slowly stood up and held on to the wall for support as the room began to spin. He managed to stagger to the living room and he decided he couldn't make it to the bedroom so he plopped onto the couch. Max probably wouldn't be here till really late at night so he had plenty of time to rest and then make himself presentable. He swallowed the liquid forming in his throat and fell into a restless uncomfortable sleep.
A/N Umm kinda have direction for this and kinda don't. Making it up as I go along. Tell me what you think. Crappy Zack introduction but I will think of something for a later chapter to explain the weirdness of it.