"Family Matters"
by Kirsten Tapp

Disclaimer:

Dark Angel doesn't belong to the author, but to James Cameron, etc. The characters of Emily Cale, Peter, Nurse Stacey, Doctor Collins, Jondy's children, Julia and Kera however do belong to the author. No copyright infringement intended.

Summary:

When Logan's beloved Grandmother passes away, he finds that blood isn't thicker than water in his family.

Timeframe:

Occurs after "Love In Vein".

Rating:

PG 13


The Crash was packed to the brim. It was as though everyone had picked this particular night to go out and celebrate. Max watched her friends from Jam Pony laughing and joking with each other. They were her other family. Max realized that one family member was missing: Logan. Somehow he had managed to fit into both of her families without very much effort, yet still knew when to give her some space as he had tonight.

Original Cindy watched her friend's face. Her expression changed by the minute. "Hey, Boo. Where's Logan tonight?" Cindy knew the only reason for her friend's changeable expression was the absence of her friend's boyfriend. "Is he working again?"

Max shrugged her shoulders. "I guess. We have this agreement that I get some alone time. It's so I don't feel suffocated." She smiled at her friend.

"That's sweet, Boo." Original Cindy nodded her approval. "The thing is, the two of you went from just spending the weekend together to the weekend and a couple of weekdays and now you only come back to our crib on Fridays. Why don't you give the poor man a break and move in with him?"

Max shifted uncomfortably under the stares of her friends. "Well, the last time he asked, I sort of freaked and ran out of the apartment and ended up in traction."

"So I'm guessing he's not going to ask again in a hurry," Sketchy offered. "I thought it was just guys that ran from commitment."

"Don't worry, Max." Herbal patted her hand. "I'm sure Logan's just waiting for the right time. The man doesn't want to push you into something you're not ready for. It's all good."

"The fact that you live at that apartment of his six out of seven days," Alec added, "probably left him with the impression you had already moved in."

Max rolled her eyes. "Is that what Asha told you?" She knew the blond was pissed that Logan had asked for the key to his apartment back.

It was Alec's turn to look uncomfortable. "She might have mentioned something." He hadn't expected Asha to get under his skin so fast. He had actually felt a sense of relief when Asha had told him she had given Logan the key to his apartment back. "You denying it."

"No," Max retorted. "I just didn't think she'd race back to you to tell you Logan asked for his key back so quickly."

Original Cindy caught the surprised look on Alec's face. "Blondie told you she gave Logan's key back, didn't she. Not that he asked for it back."

"Excuse me." Alec stormed away from the table. He and Asha had some serious talking to do. "What is it about that guy that makes the women so crazy," he muttered to himself as he left the bar.

"Looks like Blondie still has the hots for your boy," Original Cindy nudged Max. "Did you know Alec was that serious about her?"

Max shook her head. "No, but then Alec and I don't exactly bond on the subject of Asha." Still she felt a little guilty about the hurt look she had seen flash across Alec's face. "Actually we don't bond at all."

Logan tapped away at the keyboard as he hacked into yet another supposedly unbreakable system. Every now and again his mind would wander from the task at hand to Max. He wondered if she was with Original Cindy having a girl's night out or visiting her mother. Not that it mattered. The thing was, she wasn't there with him. He had thought of asking her to move in with him again, but the memory of what happened the last time made him hold his tongue.

Downloading the information he needed for his latest 'Eyes Only' broadcast, Logan decided to take a break. Having poured himself a cup of coffee, he walked around his apartment. It had changed so much in the last six months. Several pieces of art had been sold to make ends meet. The most noticeable difference was in his bathroom. Max's presence could be seen without trying by the containers of moisturizer and various hair and make up products that vastly out numbered his toiletries.

His kitchen cupboards and the fridge were more often than not, filled with ingredients for Max's favorite meals. God, he missed her. Still, it was only for one night. The ringing phone disturbed his chain of thought. Logan looked at his watch. "Who could be ringing at this time of night?" he muttered to himself. He knew it wasn't Max as it was his cell phone ringing. She usually used the secured line.

He checked the caller ID as he picked up his cell phone. That only served to confuse him more. Why would his cousin Elizabeth be calling him? "Hey, Bitzy. What's up?"

"Logan, Grandma's had a heart attack." Elizabeth Cale was close to tears. "Can you get down to Metro Medical right away? She's asking for you."

"I'll be right there." Logan was already walking towards the door. Even though his Grandmother was in her mid nineties, she was healthy for her age. An accident before the pulse had put her in a wheelchair, but apart from that she was the picture of health. He and Max had only had dinner with her the night before. As he drove to the hospital he tried to recall if there were any signs that he had missed that his grandmother had been ill. There had been nothing that he had noticed.

When he finally reached the hospital, Logan found much to his disgust, his family was clambering to try and get into his Grandmother's room. Bitzy was sitting aside with her daughter Brittany, obviously repulsed by the actions of the rest of the family.

"Bitzy." He walked up and hugged his cousin. "Any idea what happened?" He bent down and picked Brittany up. The little girl was obviously tired and scared. As soon as he had hold of her, she wrapped her tiny arms around his neck and settled off to sleep.

"I took Brittany over to have dinner with Grandma." Elizabeth was shaking like a leaf. "After dinner she started complaining that she wasn't feeling well. That's when she had the heart attack." She burst into tears. "They stabilized her a few minutes before I called you. She asked to see you but everybody else was too busy trying to get in to call you."

Logan held his cousin with one arm. "It's alright Bitz. I'll see if I can find out what's going on." He sat his cousin back down and headed for his Grandmother's room with Brittany in his arms.

Logan ignored the jealous looks that his relatives gave him as the nurse swept him into the room. "How is she?" he asked the nurse as he looked at his Grandmother laying in the hospital bed. He had never seen her look so frail.

Nurse Stacey smiled kindly at him. "She's stable at the moment. Try not to tire her out too much. I'll be right outside controlling the vultures."

Logan grinned at her description of his relatives. He sat down beside his Grandmother's bed. "Hey, Grams." He waited for her to open her eyes. "You know, you only had to call if you wanted me to visit again so soon."

Emily Cale managed a weak smile. "Is Max with you?" She couldn't see the young woman so thought perhaps she was waiting outside.

"No," Logan explained. "She needs a day off every week for herself. I think she's out with some of her friends from work. I'm not sure."

"She's a wonderful girl, Logan." Emily reached out and squeezed his hand. "Don't let that one get away." She glanced over his shoulder. "It's good to see some things never change. The rest of the family can't wait to see what I've left them in the will."

"I'm sure they're just worried, Grams," Logan tried to reassure her, but he knew as well as she did that it was exactly what they were waiting for.

Emily chuckled at Logan. "You're not a very good liar, dear. Never mind. I made it a condition of the will that I have to be dead and buried a month before any details of the will can be disclosed." She chuckled again. "Won't that just put them all in a tizz."

Logan beamed at his Grandmother. "You thought of everything, didn't you?" His cell phone began to ring. Glancing at the caller ID he recognized the number as the Crash. "It must be Max." He knew she would understand if he didn't answer.

"Answer it, boy," Emily gently prodded him. "She probably tried to reach you at home and got worried when she couldn't get hold of you."

Logan did as he was told. "Hey, Max." He listened to voice on the other end of the line. His Grandmother was right, Max had been worried. "I'm fine. My Grandmother had a heart attack. I'm at the hospital. Metro Medical. No, it's ok, Max. You enjoy your night out. Max? Max?" He rolled his eyes and hung up the phone. "I guess she's on her way."

Emily smiled at him. "I told you she's a wonderful girl." She looked at the sleeping child in Logan's arms. "I must have scared Brittany and Elizabeth to death."

"Bitzy's pretty shaken up," Logan admitted. "If she hadn't called me, I would still be working at home without a clue of what was going on here." He noticed his Grandmother was looking incredibly pale. "Are you alright Grams?"

"Could you get the nurse for me dear." Emily winced slightly. "I'm sure it's nothing."

"Of course." Logan stood, but then felt his Grandmother's hand on his arm. "What the matter Grams?"

"I love you, Logan." Emily let go of his arm. "I'm very proud of what you've accomplished with your life and the person you've become."

Logan smiled down at her. "Thanks, Grams. That means the world to me. I love you too." He left to find the nurse. On his way back to find Bitzy, he saw that Max was sitting with his cousin comforting her. He also noticed the Jam Pony crew had come with her.

Max looked up and saw Logan watching her. She left Bitzy's side and threw her arms around Logan and the sleeping Brittany. "Why didn't you call me? I would have been here sooner. How is your Grandmother?" She took a step back.

"I didn't want to take up the one night you get away from me." Logan took in the sight before him. Max was all dressed up. It was rare he ever saw her in an actual dress. "You look beautiful." He focused on her other question. "I don't know how Grams is. She sent me to get the nurse and now they won't let me back in."

"Logan." Elizabeth saw the Doctor heading towards them. "This doesn't look good."

Logan handed Brittany to Max and walked up to the Doctor. "She's gone, isn't she?"

Doctor Collins nodded. "I'm sorry, Mr. Cale. She had another heart attack. There was nothing we could do."

Logan nodded. He went and told Elizabeth the bad news first. His cousin crumbled in his arms. He calmed her down as best he could and then handed her over to Original Cindy. He felt Max reach out and squeeze his hand as he walked past to tell the rest of the clan the news.

Logan was appalled at the way his family took the news that Emily Cale had passed away. He had never been more grateful for Max's Jam Pony family than he was at that moment. Herbal and Sketchy took Elizabeth and Brittany home. Max and Original Cindy took on the rest of the Cale clan, leaving Logan free to sort out any paper work and notifying Emily Cale's staff of the situation.

It was almost four o'clock in the morning when Max had decided that Logan had, had enough and led him out to his car. She had chucked the keys to Original Cindy and asked her to drive. To Logan's surprise, Max loaded him into the back of the Aztec and climbed in beside him, instead of taking the front passenger seat. As she cuddled up to him he murmured in her ear. "I'm sorry I spoilt your evening for you."

Max looked up at him. "If I didn't want to be with you, I wouldn't have come." She brushed his lips with hers and then lay her head on his chest. Even though he wouldn't admit it, he had needed her tonight. She was where she needed to be: with Logan.

Logan felt as though he were in a trance. He vaguely remembered offering Original Cindy the guest room, promising to drive her home in the morning. Max had whispered something to her and then she had taken his hand and led him to the bedroom. He felt like a child being put to bed. In a way it felt good having Max take care of him. He drifted off to sleep as Max tucked him in and kissed his forehead.

Max sat down beside Original Cindy on the sofa. "I've never seen him like this before." She took the cup of coffee her friend handed her.

"I have." Original Cindy took a sip of her coffee. "When we all thought you were dead, Bling and I found him sitting here on the sofa. It was like it hurt for him to move. I take it Logan was close to his Grandmother."

Max nodded. "She was one of the few members of Logan's family that didn't consider him a failure. She was a real nice lady." She hugged her friend. "Thanks for going with me to the hospital tonight."

"No problem, Boo," Cindy replied. "Your boy sure has a wack family. They were just about tripping over themselves to make sure the old dear was dead. Was she worth a lot of money?"

Max raised and lowered her eyebrows. "I think so, judging from that mansion she lived in. She wasn't your typical rich person though. Did you notice how most of Logan's family looked down their noses at us when we walked into that hospital." She saw her friend nod. "Yeah, well Emily Cale never did that. She was always really friendly and it was genuine not fake like the others."

"I'm sorry I never met her. She sounds great." Cindy put her arm around Max's shoulders. "There's not enough people like her out there. I think I'll turn in for the night." She looked around her. "Where is it I'm sleeping tonight?"

Max smiled at her. "I'll show you." She made sure Original Cindy had everything she needed and then got changed and crawled into bed beside Logan. He seemed to realize she was there and rolled over to cuddle up to her. Max watched him sleep, looking so much like a little boy. She caressed his cheek and felt him pull her closer. "It's alright, Logan. I'm not going anywhere," she whispered as she kissed his forehead.

"I love you, Max," Logan murmured in his sleep.

"I love you too," Max closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

A few days later Max accompanied Logan to Emily Cale's funeral. It was an unusually beautiful day that seemed fitting, considering what a wonderful person Emily Cale had been. Logan's Aunt Margot had shoved her way to one of the front seats beside Logan. She seemed surprised to see Max there.

"Who are all of these people?" Margot whispered to Logan. "I never realized your Grandmother was so popular with so many young people."

Max slipped her hand into Logan's and squeezed gently. "They're here to support Logan." She was pleased to see the startled look on Logan's Aunt's face. She knew how little Margot thought of her nephew.

Logan glanced over his shoulder to see what the two women were talking about. He was amazed to see dressed in black suits were Krit, Zane, Bling, Alec, Herbal, Sketchy and Donald Lydecker. In stunning yet appropriate black dresses were Syl, Jondy, Jace, Tinga, Original Cindy, Julia, Kera, Rebecka and Jondy's adopted daughters. Jondy and Zane held one of the twin babies each. Despite the seriousness of the occasion, they really painted the perfect picture of family. He looked down at Max. "They're here for me?"

Max smiled up at Logan. "Of course. You're family." She leaned over and kissed his cheek. "We always support our family." She had mentioned to Jondy over the phone that Logan's Grandmother had died, but was as surprised as Logan when the whole family and Donald Lydecker turned up a few minutes ago.

Logan drew strength from the support that he was getting from Max's family and friends, when his own family was only there to try and get their hands on Emily Cale's money.

After the funeral, the Manticore/Jam Pony family stood aside not wishing to intrude on the Cale family's period of mourning. Logan gave Max's hand a gentle tug. "Is that Joshua in the motorcycle helmet holding Jondy's hand?"

Max nodded. She had managed to have a brief talk with Jondy as they left the church. "He insisted on coming today. Alec made him cover up and told him that he could come if he kept the helmet on and held onto Jondy's hand the entire time."

"Are you sure it safe for them to be here?" Logan was grateful for their support but not at the cost of their lives. "I'm surprised Jondy got past the Sector check points." They had discovered that White had issued a warrant for Jondy's capture with the Sector Police.

"They're fine." She grinned up at Logan. "Besides, the Sector Police are looking for an English redhead, not a French blond." Zane had filled Max in on how they had gotten their sister into Seattle.

Elizabeth and Brittany walked up to Logan and Max. Elizabeth shook her head as she watched the rest of their family. "God, look at them. They can't wait for the will to be read."

Logan smirked. "Well, they're going to have to wait. Grams told me before she died that she left a condition attached to her will. She has to be dead a month before it can be read."

Max chuckled quietly. "I knew there was a reason I liked your Grandmother. She was one smart lady."

Elizabeth smiled at them. "She sure was." She giggled. "Margot's going to be spitting chips when she finds out. Better lock Grandma's jewelry away before Margot decides to help herself."

"Got it covered, Bitz." Logan nodded hello to Peter, his Grandmother's butler. "I called Peter from the hospital and asked him to lock everything valuable away." Logan glanced over at his extend family. "Max, where's everyone going to stay tonight?"

Max shrugged her shoulders. "I guess we can split everyone between my place, your place and Alec's place."

"Give me a minute. I might have a better idea." Logan walked over to Peter. "Peter, I have a favor to ask."

"Of course, Mr. Cale." The butler was only too happy to help out Emily Cale's favorite Grandson. "What do you need?"

"My girlfriend's family turned up to support me today." Logan didn't want to impose on Peter's good nature, but he also had another reason for wanting the X5's in the mansion. "Would you mind if they stayed at Gram's house. They crave privacy so they would make sure no unwanted visitors would get in the house."

Peter caught Logan's drift. "Would they like anything special for dinner, sir?" He and the rest of the staff would be staying and managing the mansion until the new owner was disclosed in the will.

"No. They tend to like to fend for themselves. You don't need to wait on them." Logan pointed to Jondy. "If you have any problems, just let Jessica know."

Peter nodded. "Very well, sir. I'll be expecting them this afternoon." He left the church grounds and started to make his way home.

Logan noticed Max had moved over to talk to her family so he went to join her. "Everyone from out of town can stay at my Grandmother's place tonight." He looked straight at Jondy. "I've told Peter that all of you would prefer to fend for yourselves, so there's no need to wait on you. Also if he has any problems, he is to go to you Jondy."

Jondy smiled back. "That sounds fine to me. So, do you want us to keep the family vultures clear of the house?" Max had filled her in on what Logan's family was like.

"Would you mind?" Logan knew they wouldn't. There was no way any of the Cales were getting past the X5's.

Jondy reached out and hugged Logan, which was difficult considering she had her baby daughter on one arm and Joshua hanging onto the other. "Of course we don't mind."

Logan hugged Jondy back and then let go to put his arm around Max. "Thanks for coming today, everybody. I really appreciate it."

Krit shrugged his shoulders. "Well, you know we were all wondering what we could do as a family and camping was out," he joked. "Plus we needed somewhere we could take him." He pointed at Lydecker.

Logan chuckled at the young X5. "Glad I could help you all out. Come on, I'll show you where you'll be staying tonight."

That night Logan lay wide awake with Max cuddled up to him. She had barely left his side since his Grandmother had died. He had never got this kind of support from Valerie when they were married. Somehow, Max just seem to know what he needed, whether it was a hug or some time alone. "Thank you."

Max looked up from where she was resting her head on his chest. "For what?" She had the feeling that Logan couldn't sleep tonight, despite the exhausting day he had, had.

Logan shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. For being here, for knowing when I needed you the most. For your family's support." He stroked her long dark hair. "For being you."

Max rolled onto her front so that her chin was now resting on his chest. "You were there for me when we thought Renfro had killed Tinga. You were also there when Ben went crazy. Why are you so surprised that I would want to be there for you when you needed someone." Her eyes sparkled in the dark. "As for my family's support, Jondy never forgot the number of times you patched her up when she was hurt. She also remembers how supportive you were when Devon was killed. My family is just repaying you the kindness that you've shown them."

Logan kissed her nose. "They've all been more of a family to me than my own blood related family ever were." He reached down to Max's waist and lifted her up closer to him. "They're also a big part of who you are, how could I not help them when I have the opportunity." Logan chuckled. "I see Alec learnt his lesson about sending Joshua out in disguise on his own."

Max giggled. "I though Joshua was never going to let go of Jondy's hand." She recalled the last time Alec had convinced Joshua to go outside unsupervised, Joshua had ended up stoned. "I don't think Joshua wanted a repeat performance of the last time anymore than we did."

Logan was beginning to feel that he could get through anything as long as Max was with him. He nuzzled Max's neck and kissed a trail along her collarbone. He planted gentle kisses up her neck and moments later they lost themselves in each other, the hardships of the world a distant memory.

Krit surveyed the dark grounds around the mansion, smiling as he heard Syl slip up beside him. "Is it just me or is Logan's family so much stranger than ours?"

Syl nodded. "Their only excuse seems to be greed. I wonder if Logan's Grandmother actually left them anything. It wouldn't surprise me if she left everything to Logan, going by what Max told us about Logan's Grandmother."

Krit shrugged his shoulders. "I'll never understand rich people. They have all this money and they still want more, yet they never seem happy."

"They're not that rich." Tinga walked up behind them. "I heard most of the family assets were seized when Jonas Cale was found using the family business for something illegal." She had just got off the phone with her husband and son. Seeing how Logan's family treated him, made her more grateful for her own family than ever.

Jace raced into the room. "You're not going to believe this," she chuckled at how childish the situation at the front door was. "Half of the Cale Family are at the front door demanding to come in so that they can look for the will."

"I guess we'd better give Peter a hand keeping them out." Krit turned and headed for the door.

Jace crossed her arms in front of her and grinned. "Jondy's already down there. Apparently, the mob outside woke the children."

Tinga giggled. "This I've gotta see."

They all raced downstairs knowing how fiery their sister's temper was. Zane, Julia and Kera were sitting on the bottom step of the staircase watching the scene before them in great amusement.

Jondy was standing beside Peter, her hands on her hips. "You are the most inconsiderate people I have ever had the misfortune to have met. Not only have you woken my children up, but you haven't even got the decency to wait until Emily Cale has been buried for a full day before making a grab for her money. If you had thought about it, you would have all realized that Mrs, Cale's lawyer probably has the will."

Peter was struggling not to laugh as the petite redhead gave the Cale family a tongue-lashing. "Will the children be requiring some warm milk Miss Guevara, to help them sleep?" He had assumed that Jondy's last name would be the same as Max's seeing as she didn't appear to be married.

"If it's not too much trouble Peter." Jondy slammed the door shut on the Cales. "Is there anything else you need help with?" She smiled up at the kind butler.

"Not at the moment, Miss." Peter peeked out the window. "I don't think they've given up yet, though."

Krit nudged Syl. "I feel the need to let my inner child out. Want to play?" His expression was full of mischief.

Syl looked over at Peter. "We're going to need a lot of buckets, some water and if possible, some dye."

Peter was confused by the request, but went to get the items Syl had asked for. "As you wish, Miss."

"So, are we heading for the roof?" Zane asked his brother. "Up to the high place?" He had a pretty good idea what his brother was going to do.

Krit nodded. "The higher the better. Who else is in?" He could see Jace and Tinga were interested.

Jondy gave her brother a bemused shake of her head. "I don't care what you do, just don't wake my kids." She headed for the kitchen to help Peter with the warm milk.

Outside the mansion, Margot stamped her foot in frustration. "There must be a way inside. Those people aren't even family. Why are they staying in the house?"

Before anyone could answer her, they found themselves drenched in icy cold water that seem to tumble down from the sky. Somebody then switched the outside lights on the mansion on, revealing the multi colored relatives to each other.

Tinga pointed to the security camera that was beside her on the roof, filming the activity in the grounds. "How about we send a copy of the tape to Logan? It might cheer him up a little."

Zane had his cell phone to his ear. "Oh, I don't think Logan's that downcast at the moment." He waited for the beep on the answering machine before he spoke. "Sorry to interrupt Maxie, but I thought we'd better warn Logan, he might have some angry relatives turning up on the doorstep in the morning." He chuckled. "I'll let you two get back to what you were doing. See you in the morning."

In Logan's bedroom, Max rolled her eyes. "I may have to kill Zane in the morning." She could hear the answering machine with her feline hearing. "Big brother's timing really sucks." She forgot all about her brother's phone call when Logan started nibbling on her neck.

The next morning Max grabbed one of Logan's shirts and threw it on as she raced to the door. She didn't want whoever was banging on the door to wake Logan. Her jaw dropped when she saw the sight outside Logan's apartment. Unable to control herself she burst into giggles.

Logan had been woken by the noise and stumbled out of his room wearing only his boxers to find Max. Wrapping his arms around her waist from behind her, he rested his chin on her shoulder. "Morning Max." He raised his gaze to see what had his girlfriend in fits of giggles. "Morning Aunt Margot. What happened to you?"

The shade of purple that Margot's face was had nothing to do with how furious she was. "Those people you have in Emily's house thought it would be funny to throw dyed water on us." Margot's mood wasn't helped when Max began to laugh even harder. "I don't think this is funny."

"I do." Max managed to get out before kicking the door shut on Logan's Aunt. She turned in Logan's arms. "That had to be Krit's idea." She could see Logan was struggling not to laugh.

There was another knock on the door. This time it was a lot more gentle. "Jam Pony messenger. Delivery from the Cale Mansion." Original Cindy's voice rang out from the other side of the door.

Max opened the door again. "Hey. What brings you here at this hour." She stood aside to let her friend in.

Original Cindy sat herself down on the sofa, ignoring the partially dressed state of her friends. "I'm gonna need a signature for this." She waved a parcel in the air. "Krit says it's a comedy."

Logan signed for the parcel and opened it to find a VHS tape. Frowning slightly he put the tape in the machine, switched on the television and pushed play. Sitting next to Cindy, he pulled Max down onto his lap. A couple of minutes later, they were all laughing so hard, they were crying.

"I guess that explains the rainbow connection I passed on my way in here." Original Cindy managed to gasp out. "I gotta tell ya, Boo, purple is not your Aunt Margot's color."

"It is now." Max chipped in sending everyone into further fits of laughter. The tape had obviously been put together from several camera angles as Krit, Zane, Ting, Syl and Jace could be seen putting the dyes together.

Logan smiled sadly to himself. His Grandmother would have loved Max's family. "How about I make us some breakfast." He slid out from under Max and moved towards the kitchen without waiting for an answer.

Original Cindy and Max watched him go. Cindy nudged Max. "Your boy gonna be alright?" She could see how worried Max was.

Max thought about it for a moment. "I think so. I'm gonna stick around here to make sure though." She had practically moved in anyway. "You ok with this?" She didn't want to leave her friend high and dry.

Cindy hugged her friend. "Boo, as long as you're happy, that's all that matters. Besides, your boy needs you at the moment. You know you've always got a place to stay if you need some space."

"Thanks." Max watched Logan working culinary miracles in the kitchen. Cindy was right, Logan did need her at the moment. She smiled at Logan when he looked up at her. "Tell Normal I won't be in today, will ya?"

Original Cindy looked from Max to Logan and back again. "No problem, Boo, but you and hot boy in the kitchen better cool down, cause I ain't leaving till ya feed me."

The End