Hi again! Thank you all so much for reviewing and criticizing my story. I don't mind any ideas how to improve blablabla.
But I think this i agood time to explain some stuff and maybe answer to some reviews.
I know I'm bad at spelling (it's not that I don't know how to spell (well, sometimes I really don't) but because I type faster than I should and then don't spy the mistakes when reading through again. Sorry about that, I'll try to read more carefully.
Why would somebody sell babies...for good money.
Why three babies...no idea, probably because Melissa and her partner had three purchasers.
You really think I rushed through the plot lately? I was scared I would write too much, so I'd bore you guys with it!!!
Besides, I've got an idea for a new story, so maybe, unconciously, I somehow try to get done with this one. Dunno.
Oh, gotta tell ya something: I watched Freak Nation yesterday (I'm in Germany, so I don't know the second season yet, I just downloaded the final), and it was really great. I mean, Logan and Max are holding hands in the end!!!That means M/Lers get a happy end, right??!!!
Ok, I better stop rambling and continue my story, with as many information as possible and with as few mistakes as I can!!!!
Keep on reviewing, I need that!!It makes me go on!!!
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Logan's hopes of staying undetected scattered like glass. He was staring right in the eyes of a bully, bald guy who aimed a gun at him. His eyes flickered nervously, and Logan knew instantly he would pull the trigger. He braced himself against the pain and then he heard a shot and was thrown out of his wheelchair. But he didn't feel any pain. He looked up and found Melissa fighting the guy. "You sick bastard, you were not supposed to shoot anybody! I don't wanna be a killer!" Baldhead was a lot stronger then the petite woman and he knocked her out after mere seconds.
"Logan!" Max stormed in and the guy joined his girlfriend, partner, whatever on the ground in moments.
"Oh my god, are you Ok, the gun...I...I was too late...I'm sorry. I should've..."
"Shh, I'm fine." He felt dizzy and nauseous, but he was alive and Max was in his arms.Only now the sound of the screaming baby made its way through to them.
"Max, the child..." His voice was weak.
Max reluctantly released her boyfriend and looked around. Melissa was lying in a corner, staring at Max, blood seeping from a cut above her right eye. The couple stood next to the door, the shock palpable on their faces.
"You better leave before the police arrives." Max coldly addressed the parents-to-be. They immediately retreated and while Max tried to calm the baby, she heard an engine roar.
"Can you call the police?" Max looked down at Logan who still sat on the dirty floor. She'd expected him to be back in the chair by now.
"Do you need some help?" Logan shook his head and set the brakes after positioning his chair behind him, then he tried to lift himself into it.
Max suddenly was alarmed, he didn't manage! She carefully, and a little awkwardly laid the bundle she'd been carrying on a desk and went over to help Logan. Benting down she came in touch with his right leg, and there was something wet. She looked at her hand.
"Damn, you're bleeding!" Logan looked at her in disbelief, then put a hand on his tibia aswell, only to learn that it was true. "Shit, the bullet must've hit me."
Max acted efficiently, lifting Logan in his chair, depositing the baby in his arms and pushing them outside. "One sec."
She returned to the shack and tied the couple up so they couldn't move at all. "Police will come over soon." Then she closed the door and barricaded it with an iron bar.
Logan was pale, even though he couldn't feel the pain. But he was losing blood and the shock of actually having been shot- again- probably didn't make things better either.
"Can you hold the baby? I don't know how to secure him or her in the car." She wanted to give him a task to concentrate on so he didn't focus on the injury.
"Sure." Max hoisted him in the passenger seat and handed him the child who was still crying. Then she threw the wheelchair in the trunk of Melissa's van and started the engine.
"Gimme your cellphone." Logan shakily rerieved it from his jacketpocket and then leaned back, closing his eyes, murmuring nonsense, only Max wasn't sure if it was to calm the baby or himself.
She dirceted the police to the parking lot and explained that they were on their way to the hospital and had the baby with them.
When they arrived fifteen minutes later, Anna was already waiting at the emergency entrance.
"Oh my god, are you ok? The police informed us and said that you were on your way to the hospital." She took the baby from Logan's arms and watched Max as she helped him transfer.
"Everything's Ok, don't worry." Logan hardly believed his words himself.
Max was allowed to hold his hand while the doctor examined him.
"You're lucky, the bullet went right through, it hit an artery though, hence the strong bleeding. I'm afraid we'll have to give you a transfuion to get the volume up. After that I'd like to check your leg more carefully, usually the patient can tell how much it hurts and that can give us a clue what might be wrong. As you can't do that, I'll have a closer look."
Logan was too tired to do more than nod his understanding. He drifted in and out of awareness, he couldn't even tell if the doc was still examining his leg. All he knew was that Max was by his side, that was all that mattered anyway.
Max looked down at her boyfriend, he looked so fragile and vulnerable. She kept on caressing his cheek until she felt the grip he'd had on her other hand ease as he fell into an exhausted sleep. Max sneaked out of the room to look for Anna, knowing th older woman was probably worrying to death.
She found her sitting in the lobby, th baby on her arms, now sound asleep. A young police officer next to her.
"He's ok, just asleep." Anna let out a sigh of relief. "Can I see him?"
"Sure. Go ahead. Room 211."
Max stayed back with the officer and told him what had been going on. "The babies are all ok?"
"Yes, they are. Listen, we will probably come back to you with some more questions. But for now I think you will need some time to rest. Greet your friend, and wish him all the best."
"Yeah, thanks. Bye."
Max watched him leave, she couldn't help feel uncomfortable around cops, especially without Logan by her side.
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I know this is a short chapter, I spnet all day at university an am kinda tired. I just wanted to let ya know Logan wasn't seriously injured or even worse. And remember: REVIEW!!!!
Have a great day.
But I think this i agood time to explain some stuff and maybe answer to some reviews.
I know I'm bad at spelling (it's not that I don't know how to spell (well, sometimes I really don't) but because I type faster than I should and then don't spy the mistakes when reading through again. Sorry about that, I'll try to read more carefully.
Why would somebody sell babies...for good money.
Why three babies...no idea, probably because Melissa and her partner had three purchasers.
You really think I rushed through the plot lately? I was scared I would write too much, so I'd bore you guys with it!!!
Besides, I've got an idea for a new story, so maybe, unconciously, I somehow try to get done with this one. Dunno.
Oh, gotta tell ya something: I watched Freak Nation yesterday (I'm in Germany, so I don't know the second season yet, I just downloaded the final), and it was really great. I mean, Logan and Max are holding hands in the end!!!That means M/Lers get a happy end, right??!!!
Ok, I better stop rambling and continue my story, with as many information as possible and with as few mistakes as I can!!!!
Keep on reviewing, I need that!!It makes me go on!!!
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Logan's hopes of staying undetected scattered like glass. He was staring right in the eyes of a bully, bald guy who aimed a gun at him. His eyes flickered nervously, and Logan knew instantly he would pull the trigger. He braced himself against the pain and then he heard a shot and was thrown out of his wheelchair. But he didn't feel any pain. He looked up and found Melissa fighting the guy. "You sick bastard, you were not supposed to shoot anybody! I don't wanna be a killer!" Baldhead was a lot stronger then the petite woman and he knocked her out after mere seconds.
"Logan!" Max stormed in and the guy joined his girlfriend, partner, whatever on the ground in moments.
"Oh my god, are you Ok, the gun...I...I was too late...I'm sorry. I should've..."
"Shh, I'm fine." He felt dizzy and nauseous, but he was alive and Max was in his arms.Only now the sound of the screaming baby made its way through to them.
"Max, the child..." His voice was weak.
Max reluctantly released her boyfriend and looked around. Melissa was lying in a corner, staring at Max, blood seeping from a cut above her right eye. The couple stood next to the door, the shock palpable on their faces.
"You better leave before the police arrives." Max coldly addressed the parents-to-be. They immediately retreated and while Max tried to calm the baby, she heard an engine roar.
"Can you call the police?" Max looked down at Logan who still sat on the dirty floor. She'd expected him to be back in the chair by now.
"Do you need some help?" Logan shook his head and set the brakes after positioning his chair behind him, then he tried to lift himself into it.
Max suddenly was alarmed, he didn't manage! She carefully, and a little awkwardly laid the bundle she'd been carrying on a desk and went over to help Logan. Benting down she came in touch with his right leg, and there was something wet. She looked at her hand.
"Damn, you're bleeding!" Logan looked at her in disbelief, then put a hand on his tibia aswell, only to learn that it was true. "Shit, the bullet must've hit me."
Max acted efficiently, lifting Logan in his chair, depositing the baby in his arms and pushing them outside. "One sec."
She returned to the shack and tied the couple up so they couldn't move at all. "Police will come over soon." Then she closed the door and barricaded it with an iron bar.
Logan was pale, even though he couldn't feel the pain. But he was losing blood and the shock of actually having been shot- again- probably didn't make things better either.
"Can you hold the baby? I don't know how to secure him or her in the car." She wanted to give him a task to concentrate on so he didn't focus on the injury.
"Sure." Max hoisted him in the passenger seat and handed him the child who was still crying. Then she threw the wheelchair in the trunk of Melissa's van and started the engine.
"Gimme your cellphone." Logan shakily rerieved it from his jacketpocket and then leaned back, closing his eyes, murmuring nonsense, only Max wasn't sure if it was to calm the baby or himself.
She dirceted the police to the parking lot and explained that they were on their way to the hospital and had the baby with them.
When they arrived fifteen minutes later, Anna was already waiting at the emergency entrance.
"Oh my god, are you ok? The police informed us and said that you were on your way to the hospital." She took the baby from Logan's arms and watched Max as she helped him transfer.
"Everything's Ok, don't worry." Logan hardly believed his words himself.
Max was allowed to hold his hand while the doctor examined him.
"You're lucky, the bullet went right through, it hit an artery though, hence the strong bleeding. I'm afraid we'll have to give you a transfuion to get the volume up. After that I'd like to check your leg more carefully, usually the patient can tell how much it hurts and that can give us a clue what might be wrong. As you can't do that, I'll have a closer look."
Logan was too tired to do more than nod his understanding. He drifted in and out of awareness, he couldn't even tell if the doc was still examining his leg. All he knew was that Max was by his side, that was all that mattered anyway.
Max looked down at her boyfriend, he looked so fragile and vulnerable. She kept on caressing his cheek until she felt the grip he'd had on her other hand ease as he fell into an exhausted sleep. Max sneaked out of the room to look for Anna, knowing th older woman was probably worrying to death.
She found her sitting in the lobby, th baby on her arms, now sound asleep. A young police officer next to her.
"He's ok, just asleep." Anna let out a sigh of relief. "Can I see him?"
"Sure. Go ahead. Room 211."
Max stayed back with the officer and told him what had been going on. "The babies are all ok?"
"Yes, they are. Listen, we will probably come back to you with some more questions. But for now I think you will need some time to rest. Greet your friend, and wish him all the best."
"Yeah, thanks. Bye."
Max watched him leave, she couldn't help feel uncomfortable around cops, especially without Logan by her side.
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I know this is a short chapter, I spnet all day at university an am kinda tired. I just wanted to let ya know Logan wasn't seriously injured or even worse. And remember: REVIEW!!!!
Have a great day.
