Disclaimer: I don't own Dark Angel. If I did, I wouldn't be writing for a
Fanfic, would I?
A/N: I used up all my internet hours, and now I'm sooo bored, so I'm writing heaps of chapters and then posting them all when my net comes back on. Hope they're all right!
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Max's cell phone tone cut through the dull noise of the seattle traffic like a siren. Without stopping her bike, she grabbed the phone from its resting place at her belt and answered.
"Max"
"Max its me." Logan's voice sounded at the other end.
"Zack rang."
" Have the others encountered this guy - "
"Syl and Jondie. Zack wants me too leave seattle."
"I think you should too."
"What?" Max completely shut down for a minute and almost hit a truck. The owner beeped his horn angrily and swore. "You think I should leave." She repeated.
"Yes. Max I think It would be best..."
"Did anyone ever think of asking me what I think?"
"Max, don't be angry..."
"Don't be angry. I can't help be angry Logan!"
"Max-"
"I'm driving. Can't talk." She put the phone down and swerved left, changing her route from 88th Colburn Avenue to Logans apartment. Maybe she could make him change his mind.
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Max reached his apartment in no time. She slammed the door with a bang and walked in, face like thunder. Logan winced. Apparently the ride hadn't cooled her off.
"OK max, just listen for a moment. I know your sick of running, but its better than dying! Until we know what this thing is, you can't fight it! Look at you Max, you're covered in bruises! He'll come to finish you off, and how will you stop him! You look like you can barely move, let alone fight! Max please, just wait a few more days!" His eyes pleaded with her.
She was silent for a few minutes. She looked slumped, almost defeated. Logan held his breath. Max thought. Then she asked a question the shocked both speaker and listener.
"Come with me"
"What?"
"Logan I ...Oh don't worry. Forget I said it."
"Max, No. Tell me. What's wrong?" She sat down on the couch and he took her hand.
"Logan I'm so sick of running. I just want to have a family, a home. Don't you see you're the only family I have?" She stared up at him; her face stripped of all attitude and anger. She looked naked, no mask to hide her feelings. Logan couldn't stand it any longer.
"I know Max, I know." He held her, cradled her. Then he said it.
"I love you Max"
She looked up into his face and he cupped her chin in his hand, bent over slightly, and kissed her. It was a kiss full of promise, of hope, of long awaited happiness.
"I love you too"
He kissed her again, then nodded. "I'll come"
Man that was one short chapter! But so shippy! Sorry guys, I was just on the phone to my boyfriend and the shippiness leaked in. Besides, I had nothing else to write about! The mystery man is secret till the ends...Oh, if you think you know who it is, tell me! I want to know if it's too predictable! Though I haven't given out any clues....
A/N: I used up all my internet hours, and now I'm sooo bored, so I'm writing heaps of chapters and then posting them all when my net comes back on. Hope they're all right!
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Max's cell phone tone cut through the dull noise of the seattle traffic like a siren. Without stopping her bike, she grabbed the phone from its resting place at her belt and answered.
"Max"
"Max its me." Logan's voice sounded at the other end.
"Zack rang."
" Have the others encountered this guy - "
"Syl and Jondie. Zack wants me too leave seattle."
"I think you should too."
"What?" Max completely shut down for a minute and almost hit a truck. The owner beeped his horn angrily and swore. "You think I should leave." She repeated.
"Yes. Max I think It would be best..."
"Did anyone ever think of asking me what I think?"
"Max, don't be angry..."
"Don't be angry. I can't help be angry Logan!"
"Max-"
"I'm driving. Can't talk." She put the phone down and swerved left, changing her route from 88th Colburn Avenue to Logans apartment. Maybe she could make him change his mind.
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Max reached his apartment in no time. She slammed the door with a bang and walked in, face like thunder. Logan winced. Apparently the ride hadn't cooled her off.
"OK max, just listen for a moment. I know your sick of running, but its better than dying! Until we know what this thing is, you can't fight it! Look at you Max, you're covered in bruises! He'll come to finish you off, and how will you stop him! You look like you can barely move, let alone fight! Max please, just wait a few more days!" His eyes pleaded with her.
She was silent for a few minutes. She looked slumped, almost defeated. Logan held his breath. Max thought. Then she asked a question the shocked both speaker and listener.
"Come with me"
"What?"
"Logan I ...Oh don't worry. Forget I said it."
"Max, No. Tell me. What's wrong?" She sat down on the couch and he took her hand.
"Logan I'm so sick of running. I just want to have a family, a home. Don't you see you're the only family I have?" She stared up at him; her face stripped of all attitude and anger. She looked naked, no mask to hide her feelings. Logan couldn't stand it any longer.
"I know Max, I know." He held her, cradled her. Then he said it.
"I love you Max"
She looked up into his face and he cupped her chin in his hand, bent over slightly, and kissed her. It was a kiss full of promise, of hope, of long awaited happiness.
"I love you too"
He kissed her again, then nodded. "I'll come"
Man that was one short chapter! But so shippy! Sorry guys, I was just on the phone to my boyfriend and the shippiness leaked in. Besides, I had nothing else to write about! The mystery man is secret till the ends...Oh, if you think you know who it is, tell me! I want to know if it's too predictable! Though I haven't given out any clues....