Almost okay
Chapter seven
"Hello?"
"Hello? Is anyone there?" Logan walked across his apartment gun in hand.
"Relax." A voice came from behind him. Logan tensed, raising his gun he turned around.
"Since when did relax mean shove a gun in my face?" White said stepping out of the shadows and circling Logan.
As he moved Logan's Gaze didn't falter, unfortunately his gun did, giving white the opening he needed. He twisted the gun out of Logan's hand and threw it across the room.
"There now we've got that out of the way lets talk." White crossed the room and leant against the table.
"Fine, you want to talk, let's talk about why the hell you're in my apartment." Logan's anger flared and he took a step toward the familiar. White rolled his eyes and walked toward him. Logan didn't flinch.
"I could kill you in a second." He growled
"Yeah well that's the million dollar question isn't it, why haven't you? I mean."
"I have some information for you." White interrupted
"Huh information, and what makes you think I'd believe anything you say." Logan asked eyebrows raised.
"I don't expect you to believe me, but you don't have a choice now do you." He smirked
"Interesting, and what makes you say that?" Logan replied feeling a small surge of hope. Whites smirk turned in to a sneer.
"Because. I'm the only one who knows where Max is." He pressed
"Why would you tell me?"
"Because you're going to give me a quarter of a million dollars." He walked towards the door.
"I don't understand" Logan looked confused
"What are ya slow? Its simple, you give me two hundred and fifty thousand dollars and I'll tell you where Max is. Meet me tomorrow, you name the place." He sighed rubbing his temple.
Logan looked at him incredulously "I can't get that kind of money in twenty four hours."
"Then I suggest you get help because this is a once in a lifetime opportunity." He reached for the handle.
"We can meet here, I'll have the money" Logan shouted as White exited the room
Logan crossed the room secured the gun in his belt and picked up the phone.
He hadn't slept well since she'd gone. That overwhelming sense of guilt plagued him at night. It was his fault no matter what people told him he knew the truth. If he hadn't asked her to help, if they hadn't had that fight. She'd be here she'd be okay. He'd never given up hope though he knew something would come up, and it had.
This is what he'd been waiting for, a break. However, something just wasn't right. Two hundred and fifty thousand dollars was a lot, so why did he get the feeling this was not about the money? He looked at his watch where the hell was Alec. He heard soft footsteps behind him.
"Your late" he snapped turning around. The young transgenic stood casually.
"Well I told you I was busy." Alec replied nonchalantly. "What's so urgent that I had to come straight down here anyway?
"And you believed him? Jesus Logan are you crazy? He's a notorious liar." Alec roared waving his arms around wildly.
"I know Alec"
"Not to mention the fact he's tried to kill us all at least twice." He continued.
"I know Alec."
"And he's probably the one who took her in the first place!"
"Jesus, Alec would you shut up ok, I know!!" Logan yelled unceremoniously. He was shaking with pent up emotion. Gripping the desk he was visibly trying to calm him self.
"Listen Alec, I know it's a long shot but it's all we have, please work with me on this okay?" he said quietly.
Sighing Alec nodded his head. "Your right man, we've got to think about this. I can probably get the money."
Grinning at Logan's raised eyebrows "What? A guy owes me a favour, a very rich guy might I add." He explained heading for the door. "It might take a while though"
"Thanks Alec, just make sure its here by 9pm tomorrow." Logan reminded him.
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White leant against the bars entirely to pleased with himself, not only had it gone to plan but he would also gain a quarter of a million dollars.
"What did you do?" max asked him suspiciously.
"I did what we agreed." He replied a smug smile played on his lips.
"We didn't agree on anything remember, you came, you babbled, you left. So I repeat my question, what the hell did you do?"
Sighing White replied " I set up a meeting with your precious eyes only, thanks to me you should be out of here before you know it, so stop being bitchy 452."
"Whatever." Max rolled her eyes "You expect me to believe that when you're grinning like a madman. Tell me!"
" I get a quarter of a million dollars, you get out. We're both happy right?"
"A quarter of a million dollars? Logan can't afford that you bastard!" White shrugged his shoulders.
"Apparently he can."
"That's why you did this? For money?" Max laughed bitterly. "I can't believe it, well actually I can you're a heartless bastard with no morals and a cold."
Max was cut off by a pair lips pressing heatedly to her own. To stunned to do anything else she leaned in further body moulded to the bars, the kiss became more passionate as he pressed his tongue against her mouth teasing her lips open. Max obliged letting his tongue explore, along with his hands.
After many breathless minutes later she pulled away instinctively wiping her mouth, embarrassed by her lack of control she glared at him. He was stood gripping the bars, chest heaving, looking far from embarrassed a triumphant smile played on his lips.
"What were you saying max?" he smirked.
"This isn't a joke, you can't just do this! Treat me like this!" she spat angrily.
Losing his ever-present cool, he stepped forward. "Like what max?" he hissed.
"In case you hadn't noticed, I've risked every thing I have by just being here with you. I've come here every night for the past few weeks, just to see you." He shook his head and laughed bitterly.
"If anyone's treating this like a joke its you."
He stood there with a defiant expression on his face and waited. For her outburst, her usual insults he got none of these. Instead max did the unexpected.
For the first time in months, max cried. She slid to the floor head in hands.
Guilt consumed Ames. Cursing, he crouched beside her; reaching through the bars, he raised her chin until he was looking into her tearful eyes. He ran his fingers lightly down her cheek brushing away the tears.
"I'm sorry, I just." He forced out, but was stopped by the look in her eyes and the small shake of her head.
"What are we going to do?" she choked out bringing her hand up to meet his. Letting out a defeated sigh, he gave her his honest answer.
" I wish I knew."
Chapter seven
"Hello?"
"Hello? Is anyone there?" Logan walked across his apartment gun in hand.
"Relax." A voice came from behind him. Logan tensed, raising his gun he turned around.
"Since when did relax mean shove a gun in my face?" White said stepping out of the shadows and circling Logan.
As he moved Logan's Gaze didn't falter, unfortunately his gun did, giving white the opening he needed. He twisted the gun out of Logan's hand and threw it across the room.
"There now we've got that out of the way lets talk." White crossed the room and leant against the table.
"Fine, you want to talk, let's talk about why the hell you're in my apartment." Logan's anger flared and he took a step toward the familiar. White rolled his eyes and walked toward him. Logan didn't flinch.
"I could kill you in a second." He growled
"Yeah well that's the million dollar question isn't it, why haven't you? I mean."
"I have some information for you." White interrupted
"Huh information, and what makes you think I'd believe anything you say." Logan asked eyebrows raised.
"I don't expect you to believe me, but you don't have a choice now do you." He smirked
"Interesting, and what makes you say that?" Logan replied feeling a small surge of hope. Whites smirk turned in to a sneer.
"Because. I'm the only one who knows where Max is." He pressed
"Why would you tell me?"
"Because you're going to give me a quarter of a million dollars." He walked towards the door.
"I don't understand" Logan looked confused
"What are ya slow? Its simple, you give me two hundred and fifty thousand dollars and I'll tell you where Max is. Meet me tomorrow, you name the place." He sighed rubbing his temple.
Logan looked at him incredulously "I can't get that kind of money in twenty four hours."
"Then I suggest you get help because this is a once in a lifetime opportunity." He reached for the handle.
"We can meet here, I'll have the money" Logan shouted as White exited the room
Logan crossed the room secured the gun in his belt and picked up the phone.
He hadn't slept well since she'd gone. That overwhelming sense of guilt plagued him at night. It was his fault no matter what people told him he knew the truth. If he hadn't asked her to help, if they hadn't had that fight. She'd be here she'd be okay. He'd never given up hope though he knew something would come up, and it had.
This is what he'd been waiting for, a break. However, something just wasn't right. Two hundred and fifty thousand dollars was a lot, so why did he get the feeling this was not about the money? He looked at his watch where the hell was Alec. He heard soft footsteps behind him.
"Your late" he snapped turning around. The young transgenic stood casually.
"Well I told you I was busy." Alec replied nonchalantly. "What's so urgent that I had to come straight down here anyway?
"And you believed him? Jesus Logan are you crazy? He's a notorious liar." Alec roared waving his arms around wildly.
"I know Alec"
"Not to mention the fact he's tried to kill us all at least twice." He continued.
"I know Alec."
"And he's probably the one who took her in the first place!"
"Jesus, Alec would you shut up ok, I know!!" Logan yelled unceremoniously. He was shaking with pent up emotion. Gripping the desk he was visibly trying to calm him self.
"Listen Alec, I know it's a long shot but it's all we have, please work with me on this okay?" he said quietly.
Sighing Alec nodded his head. "Your right man, we've got to think about this. I can probably get the money."
Grinning at Logan's raised eyebrows "What? A guy owes me a favour, a very rich guy might I add." He explained heading for the door. "It might take a while though"
"Thanks Alec, just make sure its here by 9pm tomorrow." Logan reminded him.
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White leant against the bars entirely to pleased with himself, not only had it gone to plan but he would also gain a quarter of a million dollars.
"What did you do?" max asked him suspiciously.
"I did what we agreed." He replied a smug smile played on his lips.
"We didn't agree on anything remember, you came, you babbled, you left. So I repeat my question, what the hell did you do?"
Sighing White replied " I set up a meeting with your precious eyes only, thanks to me you should be out of here before you know it, so stop being bitchy 452."
"Whatever." Max rolled her eyes "You expect me to believe that when you're grinning like a madman. Tell me!"
" I get a quarter of a million dollars, you get out. We're both happy right?"
"A quarter of a million dollars? Logan can't afford that you bastard!" White shrugged his shoulders.
"Apparently he can."
"That's why you did this? For money?" Max laughed bitterly. "I can't believe it, well actually I can you're a heartless bastard with no morals and a cold."
Max was cut off by a pair lips pressing heatedly to her own. To stunned to do anything else she leaned in further body moulded to the bars, the kiss became more passionate as he pressed his tongue against her mouth teasing her lips open. Max obliged letting his tongue explore, along with his hands.
After many breathless minutes later she pulled away instinctively wiping her mouth, embarrassed by her lack of control she glared at him. He was stood gripping the bars, chest heaving, looking far from embarrassed a triumphant smile played on his lips.
"What were you saying max?" he smirked.
"This isn't a joke, you can't just do this! Treat me like this!" she spat angrily.
Losing his ever-present cool, he stepped forward. "Like what max?" he hissed.
"In case you hadn't noticed, I've risked every thing I have by just being here with you. I've come here every night for the past few weeks, just to see you." He shook his head and laughed bitterly.
"If anyone's treating this like a joke its you."
He stood there with a defiant expression on his face and waited. For her outburst, her usual insults he got none of these. Instead max did the unexpected.
For the first time in months, max cried. She slid to the floor head in hands.
Guilt consumed Ames. Cursing, he crouched beside her; reaching through the bars, he raised her chin until he was looking into her tearful eyes. He ran his fingers lightly down her cheek brushing away the tears.
"I'm sorry, I just." He forced out, but was stopped by the look in her eyes and the small shake of her head.
"What are we going to do?" she choked out bringing her hand up to meet his. Letting out a defeated sigh, he gave her his honest answer.
" I wish I knew."