Logan paced forward and onward as Laster preperated the cure injection.
Quite frankly he dispised needles and didn't even like looking at them
although he had experienced the pain of them many times, mostly due to his
former back injury which had left him in a weelchair...He remebered the
pain of that time, now much he had hated life then. The only light that had
made his soul shine were right now laying on a bunk, sending worried looks
after him.
Max looked from Logan to the needle that Laster held in his hands. The injection would be the same this time but that didn't make Max feel more relaxed because of it. She knew what this new injection would mean and she couldn't say that she was looking forward to it, but the reason she did it was now walking back and forward, worrying sick about her. And for a good reason too.
"Im about to inject, if you want to..." Laster said his incomplete sentence to Logan whom looked up from the floor that he had been staring on. He looked at the needle and felt the fear rise within him and he couldn't even bare to think about what Max felt. But he had to stay strong for her, for her sake. She put herself through this shit because of him and that was the least he could do.
Logan walked over to Max side and sat down in the chair beside her green bunk looking into Max eyes. They were still filled with a mixture of fear and determent but he still didn't want her to go trough this...because if she came out of this thing injured he wouldn't know what to do. He would ofcourse blame himself and propably hate himself to death for not stopping her. But at the same time, her had to let it be her choice. She knew what she was getting herself into and knew of the risks that came with it.
Laster injected the shot quick. Much quicker than the first time, which pained Max more and she grunted as he did it. But she also knew that if he injected it slower or used pain killers, it would not be the same effect. And she really wanted this thing to work, to be over with...
The following hours were just the same as the first time for Max. It was the same Gods forsaken pain, the same torments as the one as she had experienced before and she almost wanted to give up. After all these hours she felt that her body was exhausted, that it couldn't take anymore. She actually felt like this time was much worse than before, but figured that she had to feel that way because she had already been so tired and went through it already.
Logan was as teh cat around hot milk. He hated seing her this way and wanted for it to stop. The feeling that something would go wrong this time still nagged in the back of his mind and he couldn't let it go. Neither could he tell about it to Max 'cause that wopuld only worry her even more and that he didn't want her to do. She had to concentrate on focusing away her pain and that pretty muc h occupied her whole time. But just as she wouldn't give up on this, Logan wouldn't give up on her. He felt her pain in a way and wanted to help her get through it.
He looked into her angel eyes and felt her look right back into his. She searched for hope, hop ethat this thing would soon be over with. Right now Logan was her hope and when she focused on his eyes she felt that, in a way, she could do anything. She could master any pain, overcome any obstacle. She did this for him. She had to stay strong for his sake. She didn't want to throw away their relationship just like that, without atleast trying for it.
And this truly was trying. She tried to withstand this for the sake of them having a future together that included intimacy, but as soon as she didn't look into his soft, worried eyes she felt like it was a thousand miles away. But he helped her get through this shit as she had helped him through sme things. But this thing they really had to do together and that made them stronger...the sum much larger than the parts....
As the 36 hours once again came to an end Laster started to work on his frames ina hasted tempo as Logan whispered to Max that it wasn't long left now. The road did come to an end and Max looked like hell quite honestly. Her whole body baded in sweat and she was shaking although Logan tried to hold her body still. Every part of her body hurt like insane and everytime she looked away from Logans eyes she wanted to give up, although she knew that she couldn't. Especially when there were so little left to go through....
Laster ran onward to some of his computers and then back to the others. He shot glances on Max, whom were now shaking worse than ever. Logan turned around and looked at Laster who glared back at him with a stressed look on his face. Suddenly her ran over and looked all over her, still with that stressed look upon his face. And it was about then that Logans worry increased just about as much as it could. Something was wrong, he saw it on Laster. Something was very wrong...
"What's wrong?" Logans asked him in a normal yet stressed tone but Laster just shook his head. Logan repeated his previous question, this time with much more force. Laster looked up at him, holding a hand on Max shoulder. "The God damn cure has done its' work quite porperly. it's just that now, when the work on her cell's finsihed, it starts attacking the rest on her body, poisoning it. There's about five, maybe ten minutes left and if i don't find a way to stop it it's gonna poison Max whole body to the degree that she will die..."
AN: Leaving some suspence, huh? Authors' gotta do that sometimes.....right now, Im on to the next chapter ASAP.
Chapter 9 : "I will not loose you" - As Laster races the clock to find something that can stop the cure from poisoning her her body to the point of death, Logan tries to keep Max hanging on the thread of life....but the thread's thin....
Max looked from Logan to the needle that Laster held in his hands. The injection would be the same this time but that didn't make Max feel more relaxed because of it. She knew what this new injection would mean and she couldn't say that she was looking forward to it, but the reason she did it was now walking back and forward, worrying sick about her. And for a good reason too.
"Im about to inject, if you want to..." Laster said his incomplete sentence to Logan whom looked up from the floor that he had been staring on. He looked at the needle and felt the fear rise within him and he couldn't even bare to think about what Max felt. But he had to stay strong for her, for her sake. She put herself through this shit because of him and that was the least he could do.
Logan walked over to Max side and sat down in the chair beside her green bunk looking into Max eyes. They were still filled with a mixture of fear and determent but he still didn't want her to go trough this...because if she came out of this thing injured he wouldn't know what to do. He would ofcourse blame himself and propably hate himself to death for not stopping her. But at the same time, her had to let it be her choice. She knew what she was getting herself into and knew of the risks that came with it.
Laster injected the shot quick. Much quicker than the first time, which pained Max more and she grunted as he did it. But she also knew that if he injected it slower or used pain killers, it would not be the same effect. And she really wanted this thing to work, to be over with...
The following hours were just the same as the first time for Max. It was the same Gods forsaken pain, the same torments as the one as she had experienced before and she almost wanted to give up. After all these hours she felt that her body was exhausted, that it couldn't take anymore. She actually felt like this time was much worse than before, but figured that she had to feel that way because she had already been so tired and went through it already.
Logan was as teh cat around hot milk. He hated seing her this way and wanted for it to stop. The feeling that something would go wrong this time still nagged in the back of his mind and he couldn't let it go. Neither could he tell about it to Max 'cause that wopuld only worry her even more and that he didn't want her to do. She had to concentrate on focusing away her pain and that pretty muc h occupied her whole time. But just as she wouldn't give up on this, Logan wouldn't give up on her. He felt her pain in a way and wanted to help her get through it.
He looked into her angel eyes and felt her look right back into his. She searched for hope, hop ethat this thing would soon be over with. Right now Logan was her hope and when she focused on his eyes she felt that, in a way, she could do anything. She could master any pain, overcome any obstacle. She did this for him. She had to stay strong for his sake. She didn't want to throw away their relationship just like that, without atleast trying for it.
And this truly was trying. She tried to withstand this for the sake of them having a future together that included intimacy, but as soon as she didn't look into his soft, worried eyes she felt like it was a thousand miles away. But he helped her get through this shit as she had helped him through sme things. But this thing they really had to do together and that made them stronger...the sum much larger than the parts....
As the 36 hours once again came to an end Laster started to work on his frames ina hasted tempo as Logan whispered to Max that it wasn't long left now. The road did come to an end and Max looked like hell quite honestly. Her whole body baded in sweat and she was shaking although Logan tried to hold her body still. Every part of her body hurt like insane and everytime she looked away from Logans eyes she wanted to give up, although she knew that she couldn't. Especially when there were so little left to go through....
Laster ran onward to some of his computers and then back to the others. He shot glances on Max, whom were now shaking worse than ever. Logan turned around and looked at Laster who glared back at him with a stressed look on his face. Suddenly her ran over and looked all over her, still with that stressed look upon his face. And it was about then that Logans worry increased just about as much as it could. Something was wrong, he saw it on Laster. Something was very wrong...
"What's wrong?" Logans asked him in a normal yet stressed tone but Laster just shook his head. Logan repeated his previous question, this time with much more force. Laster looked up at him, holding a hand on Max shoulder. "The God damn cure has done its' work quite porperly. it's just that now, when the work on her cell's finsihed, it starts attacking the rest on her body, poisoning it. There's about five, maybe ten minutes left and if i don't find a way to stop it it's gonna poison Max whole body to the degree that she will die..."
AN: Leaving some suspence, huh? Authors' gotta do that sometimes.....right now, Im on to the next chapter ASAP.
Chapter 9 : "I will not loose you" - As Laster races the clock to find something that can stop the cure from poisoning her her body to the point of death, Logan tries to keep Max hanging on the thread of life....but the thread's thin....
