EPISODE 4: SURPRISE VISIT

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Dark Angel, I just own my story.

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It was 11 in the mourning and Logan was only just getting out of bed which was something he hadn't done quiet as often of late. The past couple of nights Logan had spent researching and assisting Max to recover her sister Jondy from the clutches of White. Max (and Jondy when you come to think of it) doesn't need to sleep every night in order to re-boot for the coming day.

However Logan on the other hand was a different story all together.

Opening the covers of his bed, he quickly got himself ready as quickly as he could and within 20 minutes found himself showed, dressed, groomed and more importantly awake sitting in front of his computer.

As always!

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On the night Jondy was rescued, a book kept in Dudley Nursing was recovered from one of their headquarters. The book was in a language that Logan didn't understand and he queried if the contents of the book were in fact encrypted. Logan's task was to try and see if he could decipher what the book contained, with the hope that White's plan could maybe lie within the pages.

The book, which had many thin pages almost like a bible was bound tightly in a leather, but hard cover. It looked old and some of the pages looked burnt of, almost like those books you see in Supernatural Movies. Carefully trying not to damage the book, Logan opened the book to the first page and using a hand held scanner, scanned the page to the computer.

Logan continued like this for a while, always making sure not to scratch any of the ink away or damage any part of the book. During this time however, Logan heard a knock at the door, which meant that no one he trusted was at the door. Everyone he did barged in or piked the lock or scaled the building so they could come in through the ceiling.

Quickly saving his work and closing the files he didn't want seen, Logan got up and went to the door. On arrival at the door, he took a peak in the peephole and was shocked at who appeared on his door step.

"Eric, what are you doing here?" Logan asked upon opening the door to invite his nephew into his home.

"Nice to see you Uncle L, cause I really don't need a welcome!" Eric walked into the apartment building and headed strait for the fridge. Eric was a 15-year-old teenage boy with blonde hair and blue eyes. He resembled his Uncle in his looks, however he didn't wear glasses. He wore a black leather jacket and a baseball cap with the words "12 inches and growing" written on the front. Eric was a man of humour and of sarcasm.

"I'm sorry, it's great to see you and all but I just wasn't expecting you!" Logan responded heading into the kitchen after him.

Eric turned away from the fridge and his eyebrow raised. "Have I come at a bad time, is there a gorgeous lady with a well proportioned body waiting in your bedroom for you!"

"No, there's no women. I just haven't seen you in a while. So how have you been, and how's the rest of your family?" Logan asked, trying to make conversation.

"The families fine, no chicken pox to give out and the Babysitter is back in business. I just thought I'd come around and see how my favorite Uncle was treating himself. Have you got yourself an actual job?" Eric sat down at the table, placing many bowls of leftovers onto the table in front of him.

"Why do you ask, about a job?" Logan asked wondering where the conversation was leading.

"Well, if you must know the reason I'll tell you. Dad's firm want's you to come and work as a journalist in public affairs as a freelancer. I know, what your thinking, freelance aren't supposed to actually be working for newspapers, they just sell their stories but now here's where the gold comes into play. Dad's boss want's you to follow the stories Eye's Only covers and he want's the stories to be released before Eye's Only does. No one else has thought to do it and it's going to make you huge." Eric spoke excitedly and got up and went over to the window.

"Then why are you hear delivering the news instead of a representative of the firm?" Logan asked the 15-year-old boy who was speaking as if he was 35.

"Dad wanted me to ask you and see what you said before he comes over a does it himself. Say yes and he'll come over and talk to you about it. You'll make heaps of money and you'll be helping the world. Making use of your time."

"Did your father tell you exactly what to say because your sounding a hell of a lot like him you know?" Logan sat down at the table, his mind spinning with the proposition being dealt to him.

"Possibly! What should I tell Dad?" Eric sat back down and pulled out his mobile phone.