Well, this is the last part I'd already written before starting to post, from now on I have no idea what's going to happen. Though I have some ideas, maybe I'll add another mission for Max and Eyes only. Who knows...wait and see:-)
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Hours later she watched him wake up, a wide grin spread across her face. Karen had told her only minutes ago that Mark refused to get up, now she'd left in order to pick up Emily who'd stayed at a friend's place.
""Good morning." Logan mumbled something not even Max could understand, then he tried to open his eyes. "Oh god, close the curtains."
Max's grin grew even wider. "Gotta pay for yesterday, it's only fair."
"God, I haven't been that drunk in years." Inevitably he remembered a time he had Val wake up next to him like that. "I'm sorry Max."
"It's ok, don't worry. I won't tell Bling."
"I'd appreciate that."
"Do you feel like getting up?"
Finally he seemed to register his surroundings. "I think so." Casually, she pushed his chair closer and then watched him transfer, groaning and cursing.
When he had settled in the wheelchair he looked for his bag and found it on the table. But he stopped in his tracks and looked at Max., apparently he remembered the toilet incident.
"Listen, I'm sorry about the way I acted last night. This is something I haven't quite learnt to deal with myself."
"I understand, just lemme know when you are ready."
"Thanks."
Karen offered some sandwiches, but Logan refused to eat anything. As it was a sunny day they moved to the garden and laid down in the sun.
"You need a tan, get rid of those pants." Logan shrugged, but did as he was told.
"Logan! Anna is on the phone!" Karen stood in the open door.
"What's up?"
"Waita sec." She returned to the phone.
"Anna? Listen, he's lying in the garden and in his current condition it would be crucial to make him get up...no, don't worry, just a little hangover...ok, I'll let them know. Bye."
She returned to the couple. "Family left, you can go over whenever you want to."
"Great, thanks. But how about a massage first." He expectantly looked at Max.
"Sure, go ahead."
"Max!!"
"Ok, Ok, you'll get one."
They relaxed in the sun for another hour before they prepared to go over to Logan's grandparents.
"Mum, Sally played minigolf with her Dad yesterday. Can we do that?" Emily climbed from Logan's lap into the rear of the car.
"Your Daddy doesn't f eel very well today, maybe tomorrow."
"What's minigolf?" Max curiosity was obvious.
"You don't know?" Emily looked genuinely shocked.
"No."
"Loagn, can you explain it to her?"
He did, and Max's eyes shone.
"Oh, can we do that?"
Logan had to grin at her enthusiasm despite his bitter thoughts.
"Sure you can go."
"Didn't I say we?"
"Max..."
"No argument. We can do that together. What do you think, Emily?"
"Yeah, cool." She gave it another thought. "Can you do that sitting down?"
"Even she gets my point..."
"Of course he can do that, Emily. He's one of the best pool players I know, so minigolf should be a piece of cake."
She sweetly grinned at him when he threw a glance at her over his shoulder.
"That's not a bad idea, the minigolf is the next to an Italian restaurant, we can go there for dinner afterwards."
Logan let out a sigh of relief at Karen's remark. "Sounds much better."
He hoped the girls would allow him to wait at the restaurant with his grandparents.
But as it turned out, Anna and Peter loved the idea and decided to join them playing.
When they arrived at the place three hours later, Max caught Logan throwing a longing glance at the restaurant.
"You know what, I think I'll pass and have a coffee. My head is still feeling bad."
"Come on, this is gonna be fun. No way you'll get outta this." Max grabbed his shoulders and pushed him a few meters before she let him go so he could move by himself. She knew he hated being helped.
Logan's grandfather had already paid and handed out balls and clubs.
"There are stairs, Max."
They both knew very well that he could handle it with a little help.
"Here's your club, dude. Figure out how to do it."
There were only few people, but Logan felt like everybody was watching him as he rolled towards the first track.
"You go first." He wasn't willing to start.
Even Logan had to grin at the efforts Emily put into hitting the ball.
"Ok, your turn." Max put the ball on the right spot.
"I...This is ridiculous. I'm fine with watching you play, really." His grandparents, Karen and Emily pretended to observe the next track, knowing he would prefer to try that without audience.
"Just give it a try, it's all I'm asking you for." Max gave him one of the looks he couldn't resist.
"Ok, this is not gonna work though."
He halfheartedly tried to shoot the ball, but as he couldn't get close enough it hardly made it to the end of the track.
"See? I told ya."
"This was your first try, you're not gonna give in that easily!"
He sighed heavily, but gave in and wheeled over to where his ball lay. It took him a few more shots, but he finally managed to get it into the hole.
"Ok, I tried, I made it. Will you stop bothering me now? I'm fine with watching, please."
It was too obvious he wouldn't make it through the more tricky tracks.
"Ok, I'm sorry."
"Don't be."
"Yes, I tried to talk you into something you didn't want to do."
"Max..." He grabbed her hand. "I need that, believe me. You can help me to find my boundaries, but don't be disappointed when we've found them. I'm sorry I can't be everything you want me to be."
"I love you the way you are." She squeezed his hand. "Something like that won't ever change that."
"I love you too." He smiled. "Come on, the others are waiting."
He wheeled towards his family. "I'm gonna be the referee." The light tone in his voice showed he was Ok with it.
An hour later they sat at a table, enjoying pizza and wine.
"OK, I'm gonna go home with Emily. She is already half asleep." Karen thre w glance at her daughter who sat on Logan's lap, cuddling close. "I don't want to go home..."
"You need your sleep darling."
"Can I visit Logan and Max tomorrow?"
"I'm not sure, maybe they have plans. We'll see that tomorrow, ok?" She took Emily in her arms. "Say good night, sweety."
"Night."
"Night, sweet dreams." Logan tapped her leg.
Karen smiled her goodbyes and left.
"I think we should go aswell, hh? Was a long day."
Logan nodded, but Max had other plans.
"Would you mind if we walked?"
"Not at all, it's only about 20 minutes."
"Logan?"
"If you want to."
"Great."
They paid and left the restaurant.
Three minutes later Max and Logan were on their way.
"What's up, Max?"
"Sorry?"
"When you act like this, something bothers you."
"No, it's just..." She stopped and sat down on a low fence, searching for the right words.
"I've seen you and Emily today, you are so great with kids. And...you know...it just made me wonder if I'll ever have my own family."- With you. She didn't dare to say that out loud just now.
"Why shouldn't you?"
"No idea what the Manticore guys had planned for that."
"You know, I always thought of myself as the guy without kids. Career, blablabla. Guess growing up with Margo and Jonas left its marks." He laughed grimly. "I don't want my child having to experience something like that, and growing up in this world...I never thought that could be a gift." He looked straight through Max. "But now, as it's probably too late, I'd like the idea of raising a child."
"Why is it too late?"
"Max, paraplegia is not just about my legs."
"How can you know for sure?"
"I can't..."
They both didn't dare to ask the next question, so they made the rest of their way home in silence. When they were in front of the house, Max finally mustered up the courage.
"Logan, could you imagine having a family with me? You know, not right now, but...eventually."
He smiled at her, the love clearly shown in his soft blue eyes.
"Yes." There was no doubt or fear in his voice. Max bent down to kiss him. They would take their time and eventually everything would turn out the way it was supposed to be. The universe was right on schedule.
"I love you, Max."
"I love you, too."
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Ok, right now I have no idea what will happen next. But I'll try to continue. Thanks a lot for your encouraging reviews. It helps a lot:-) So keep on posting if you want me to go on!!!!!!:-)
I boughta new computer today, so it might take some days until I'll have figured out everything. But before I forget: I'd like to get in touch with fellow Dark Angel fans, esp. (of course) M/Lers!!! Maybe you would like to drop me a line.
E-mail: Volleyballbab@hotmail.com
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Hours later she watched him wake up, a wide grin spread across her face. Karen had told her only minutes ago that Mark refused to get up, now she'd left in order to pick up Emily who'd stayed at a friend's place.
""Good morning." Logan mumbled something not even Max could understand, then he tried to open his eyes. "Oh god, close the curtains."
Max's grin grew even wider. "Gotta pay for yesterday, it's only fair."
"God, I haven't been that drunk in years." Inevitably he remembered a time he had Val wake up next to him like that. "I'm sorry Max."
"It's ok, don't worry. I won't tell Bling."
"I'd appreciate that."
"Do you feel like getting up?"
Finally he seemed to register his surroundings. "I think so." Casually, she pushed his chair closer and then watched him transfer, groaning and cursing.
When he had settled in the wheelchair he looked for his bag and found it on the table. But he stopped in his tracks and looked at Max., apparently he remembered the toilet incident.
"Listen, I'm sorry about the way I acted last night. This is something I haven't quite learnt to deal with myself."
"I understand, just lemme know when you are ready."
"Thanks."
Karen offered some sandwiches, but Logan refused to eat anything. As it was a sunny day they moved to the garden and laid down in the sun.
"You need a tan, get rid of those pants." Logan shrugged, but did as he was told.
"Logan! Anna is on the phone!" Karen stood in the open door.
"What's up?"
"Waita sec." She returned to the phone.
"Anna? Listen, he's lying in the garden and in his current condition it would be crucial to make him get up...no, don't worry, just a little hangover...ok, I'll let them know. Bye."
She returned to the couple. "Family left, you can go over whenever you want to."
"Great, thanks. But how about a massage first." He expectantly looked at Max.
"Sure, go ahead."
"Max!!"
"Ok, Ok, you'll get one."
They relaxed in the sun for another hour before they prepared to go over to Logan's grandparents.
"Mum, Sally played minigolf with her Dad yesterday. Can we do that?" Emily climbed from Logan's lap into the rear of the car.
"Your Daddy doesn't f eel very well today, maybe tomorrow."
"What's minigolf?" Max curiosity was obvious.
"You don't know?" Emily looked genuinely shocked.
"No."
"Loagn, can you explain it to her?"
He did, and Max's eyes shone.
"Oh, can we do that?"
Logan had to grin at her enthusiasm despite his bitter thoughts.
"Sure you can go."
"Didn't I say we?"
"Max..."
"No argument. We can do that together. What do you think, Emily?"
"Yeah, cool." She gave it another thought. "Can you do that sitting down?"
"Even she gets my point..."
"Of course he can do that, Emily. He's one of the best pool players I know, so minigolf should be a piece of cake."
She sweetly grinned at him when he threw a glance at her over his shoulder.
"That's not a bad idea, the minigolf is the next to an Italian restaurant, we can go there for dinner afterwards."
Logan let out a sigh of relief at Karen's remark. "Sounds much better."
He hoped the girls would allow him to wait at the restaurant with his grandparents.
But as it turned out, Anna and Peter loved the idea and decided to join them playing.
When they arrived at the place three hours later, Max caught Logan throwing a longing glance at the restaurant.
"You know what, I think I'll pass and have a coffee. My head is still feeling bad."
"Come on, this is gonna be fun. No way you'll get outta this." Max grabbed his shoulders and pushed him a few meters before she let him go so he could move by himself. She knew he hated being helped.
Logan's grandfather had already paid and handed out balls and clubs.
"There are stairs, Max."
They both knew very well that he could handle it with a little help.
"Here's your club, dude. Figure out how to do it."
There were only few people, but Logan felt like everybody was watching him as he rolled towards the first track.
"You go first." He wasn't willing to start.
Even Logan had to grin at the efforts Emily put into hitting the ball.
"Ok, your turn." Max put the ball on the right spot.
"I...This is ridiculous. I'm fine with watching you play, really." His grandparents, Karen and Emily pretended to observe the next track, knowing he would prefer to try that without audience.
"Just give it a try, it's all I'm asking you for." Max gave him one of the looks he couldn't resist.
"Ok, this is not gonna work though."
He halfheartedly tried to shoot the ball, but as he couldn't get close enough it hardly made it to the end of the track.
"See? I told ya."
"This was your first try, you're not gonna give in that easily!"
He sighed heavily, but gave in and wheeled over to where his ball lay. It took him a few more shots, but he finally managed to get it into the hole.
"Ok, I tried, I made it. Will you stop bothering me now? I'm fine with watching, please."
It was too obvious he wouldn't make it through the more tricky tracks.
"Ok, I'm sorry."
"Don't be."
"Yes, I tried to talk you into something you didn't want to do."
"Max..." He grabbed her hand. "I need that, believe me. You can help me to find my boundaries, but don't be disappointed when we've found them. I'm sorry I can't be everything you want me to be."
"I love you the way you are." She squeezed his hand. "Something like that won't ever change that."
"I love you too." He smiled. "Come on, the others are waiting."
He wheeled towards his family. "I'm gonna be the referee." The light tone in his voice showed he was Ok with it.
An hour later they sat at a table, enjoying pizza and wine.
"OK, I'm gonna go home with Emily. She is already half asleep." Karen thre w glance at her daughter who sat on Logan's lap, cuddling close. "I don't want to go home..."
"You need your sleep darling."
"Can I visit Logan and Max tomorrow?"
"I'm not sure, maybe they have plans. We'll see that tomorrow, ok?" She took Emily in her arms. "Say good night, sweety."
"Night."
"Night, sweet dreams." Logan tapped her leg.
Karen smiled her goodbyes and left.
"I think we should go aswell, hh? Was a long day."
Logan nodded, but Max had other plans.
"Would you mind if we walked?"
"Not at all, it's only about 20 minutes."
"Logan?"
"If you want to."
"Great."
They paid and left the restaurant.
Three minutes later Max and Logan were on their way.
"What's up, Max?"
"Sorry?"
"When you act like this, something bothers you."
"No, it's just..." She stopped and sat down on a low fence, searching for the right words.
"I've seen you and Emily today, you are so great with kids. And...you know...it just made me wonder if I'll ever have my own family."- With you. She didn't dare to say that out loud just now.
"Why shouldn't you?"
"No idea what the Manticore guys had planned for that."
"You know, I always thought of myself as the guy without kids. Career, blablabla. Guess growing up with Margo and Jonas left its marks." He laughed grimly. "I don't want my child having to experience something like that, and growing up in this world...I never thought that could be a gift." He looked straight through Max. "But now, as it's probably too late, I'd like the idea of raising a child."
"Why is it too late?"
"Max, paraplegia is not just about my legs."
"How can you know for sure?"
"I can't..."
They both didn't dare to ask the next question, so they made the rest of their way home in silence. When they were in front of the house, Max finally mustered up the courage.
"Logan, could you imagine having a family with me? You know, not right now, but...eventually."
He smiled at her, the love clearly shown in his soft blue eyes.
"Yes." There was no doubt or fear in his voice. Max bent down to kiss him. They would take their time and eventually everything would turn out the way it was supposed to be. The universe was right on schedule.
"I love you, Max."
"I love you, too."
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Ok, right now I have no idea what will happen next. But I'll try to continue. Thanks a lot for your encouraging reviews. It helps a lot:-) So keep on posting if you want me to go on!!!!!!:-)
I boughta new computer today, so it might take some days until I'll have figured out everything. But before I forget: I'd like to get in touch with fellow Dark Angel fans, esp. (of course) M/Lers!!! Maybe you would like to drop me a line.
E-mail: Volleyballbab@hotmail.com
