Title: Touched
Author: Carlye
Rating: R for sexual content (It probably could be PG-13, but things might get "steamier" later on so if figured better safe than sorry).
Hi everyone, this is my first Dark Angel fanfic. It's a Max/Logan romance story. I hope you all enjoy it, and thanks for reading!!
Author's Note: I remember very little about the second season of the show, and due to stuff that was going on I missed a lot of S2 episodes. However, I have watched and rewatched the first season on dvd, and can't wait until the season 2 dvd comes out. So I apologize if something in my story doesn't agree or contradicts with the events in the second season. There are some season 1 spoilers, so read at your own risk if you haven't seen some episodes.
If you have any questions or comments please feel free to email me at: Cordelia7879@aol.com
Thank you and enjoy!
Disclaimer: The characters in the following story do not belong to me. They are property of the creators of Dark Angel, James Cameron and Charles H. Eglee.
Chapter 1: Safe in Your Arms
Logan and Max had gradually become more than "just friends". After over a year of casual dinners at Logan's and many bottles of pre-pulse wine, Max and Logan had become increasingly more comfortable with each other. They has stopped talking about regular chit chat, and started to talk about more personal things, like Logan's life before the pulse and , and some of Max's more pleasant memories from her past. Logan had even shared some details about Valerie and Daphne and the ending of their relationships. And Max had told Logan about her escape from Manticore and Hannah rescuing her. As the two shared more personal things they also began spending more and more time together. It seemed like Max was always over Logan's and the two were eating dinner almost every night. There relationship was growing stronger day by day. It was clear it was only a matter of time before something happened between the two.
One Monday morning while Max was working at Jampony she got a page from Logan, which wasn't that unusual. She picked up the payphone to call him back less 5 seconds after he had paged her, "Hey Logan, Max, hittin ya back."
Logan answered happily, yet surprised at her promptness, "Hey Max, glad to hear from you, I have to ask you about something I'm working on. Do you think you could stop by after work?"
"Sure, I could do that, no problem Logan."
"Thanks Max. Oh, do you want to stay for dinner after."
"Sure, sounds great. Need me to pick anything up?"
"No thanks, I've got it all taken care of."
"Okay, I'll see when I get off work," Max said as she hung up the phone. She started walking to her locker when Normal stopped her.
"Max, I got a hot run, 615 Maple- Sector 6," Normal ordered.
"Got It."
"Hey Max, I'm headed over that way, I'll go with you," Original Cindy called to Max.
After Max and Original Cindy had made their deliveries and they started riding back to Jampony. Original Cindy asked, "So, you going to Crash tonight?"
"Can't," Max answered.
"Going over your hot boy's AGAIN?"
"Yes, but it's not what you think. We're not like that."
"Yeah, okay. How many nights did you go over there last week?"
"Four," Max admitted with a sigh.
"Four times, girl, in one week, and nothin's happened, now that is hard to believe."
"Like I've said before, we're not like that."
"Original Cindy is not stupid. I know there's gotta be some sorta feelings between you and him. I mean the way he looks at you, the way you look at him. You both want to be more than friends, but your each afraid to tell the other person that. And don't even try to say 'you're not like that', because Original Cindy can see right through you."
"Maybe you're right, but I really don't want to mess things up, I mean we have a really great friendship going, and I don't want to mess up a good thing."
"But if you don't take a chance, you might miss out on a better thing."
"I guess," Max admitted.
"I wanna know how this date goes."
"It's not a date."
"Well, not yet," Original Cindy said confidently.
"I'll tell you what happens tonight when I get back to apartment."
"That's if you come back to the apartment tonight."
Max and Original Cindy laughed as they arrived back at Jampony.
Max couldn't stop thinking about Logan. She kept wondering if she should take Original Cindy's advice and tell Logan she wanted to be more than friends. Or should she just wait and see where the relationship went. She just couldn't decide. When the end of the day rolled around she still didn't know what to do. She went to Logan's apartment feeling anxious, confused, but still excited. She'd never felt so strange. In the elevator her heart was beating so fast and her head couldn't stop spinning. Maybe she should have cancelled, it was the eleventh hour and she couldn't turn back now. She got to Logan's floor, and knocked on his apartment door. Logan answered and his face lit up when he saw her.
"Max, glad you could come."
"Well, I'm happy to be here," she smiled, "thanks for inviting me for dinner." "You're welcome."
They went into the living room and Max looked into the kitchen and could see a table set for two and a freshly open bottle of wine.
"What did you want me to help you with, is it your latest eyes only case?"
"Well, not exactly, but lets talk about it later. The dinner's ready, and I wouldn't want it to get cold."
Logan wheeled into the kitchen to take the chicken out of the oven. "I put garlic on it, the way you like it."
"Thanks," Max said. Aww, he remembered, that's so cute, she thought.
Logan smiled and put the dinner on the table while Max poured the wine into the awaiting glasses. At first they both seemed a little apprehensive, but they soon began talking about their day and other chit chat.
"Logan, this chicken is so good. I think it might be the best you've ever made it."
"Thank you."
"My compliments to the chef," Max said with a smile.
Logan laughed a little to himself and smiled at Max in return. They finished their dinner, and Max helped Logan clear the table and wash the dishes and put the leftovers away. After they finished cleaning up Max and Logan went into the living room. Max helped Logan onto the couch and she sat next to him. She took a sip of her wine and put the glass on the coffee table. Should she take the plunge, tell Logan she wanted to start dating him? She was so scared, she just had to, and she had to do something.
"Logan" "Max" they said in unison
"You first," Max said.
"Alright," Logan replied with a smile. "Thanks to you getting my file from Dr. Vertes' office I've gotten in touch with her colleague in Tokyo, Dr. Deyama. I told him about my spinal cord injury and about the treatments Dr. Vertes had tried. He said that he believes he can help me if I can get to Tokyo before he leaves for South Africa next Friday. I bought a ticket for a flight leaving next Tuesday.
"What happened to the exoskeleton Phil gave you?" Max interrupted.
"It keeps having mechanical problems, and besides it's only a temporary fix, I really want to be able to walk again, without any weird machinery."
"I see. What does this doctor in Tokyo know about me and Manticore?"
"He knows I have a friend who because of a 'genetic mutation' has extra stem cells in her blood, but I'm sure he doesn't know about Manticore or X5s."
"And you're sure you want to do this?"
"Yes, I think I should at least try,"
"Do you think he'll do something that'll work?"
"Who knows," he smiled at her, "Max, I want you to come with me."
"What?"
"I'm only going for two days, so you wouldn't miss a lot of work. If you don't want to come that's okay, I just thought."
"I'll go," Max interrupted.
"What?"
"I'll go to Tokyo with you."
"Really," Logan's face lit up, "Thank you."
"No problem. I mean this thing sounds very important to you. But I just want you to know something," Max said slightly angry.
"I'm listening."
"I don't care about whether you can walk or not, it's never been the wheelchair or the exoskeleton or anything like that for me. I've never thought any less of you, never saw you as being weak, and you've never been half a man to me. Logan, you've always been the same great guy that I love. So don't go changing for me, Bling, or anybody else, but if this is something you want to do for yourself then I support you." Then max thought to herself, oh my God, did she just say love? Had she just told Logan that she loved him? What would he do? What would he say? She turned her face away.
Logan put his hand on her face and gently turned her head to face his. A smile lit up his face. "Max, I love you too."
"Really?" Max asked with her pleading brown eyes.
"How could I not. You're the most beautiful person I've ever seen. Max, you're so beautiful in everyway. I've wanted to tell you that since I met you. I've always loved you."
Their eyes met and they move toward each other and their lips locked. Even though it wasn't the first time they had kissed it was clearly the most powerful and loving. They kissed for what seemed like hours, they were full of passion and emotion. Logan put his arms around her and pulled her closer to him. She felt calm, safe, and loved; all feelings she never felt before. Logan started kissing down her neck as Max put her hands in his hair. He moved his kisses back to her mouth as he helped Max take off her dark red sweater to reveal her black tank top underneath. Max started to unbutton Logan's blue shirt, and stared in awe of well defined chest muscles and abs. When she had opened the last button she slipped the shirt of his strong arms and tossed behind the couch with a giggle. She started laying kisses along his neck and shoulders and down his chest. Logan gingerly and slowly lifted Max's tank top over her head, showing her black, delicate lace bra to him. He tossed the tank next to his shirt behind the couch. He put his arms around her and pulled her onto his lap. He gently caressed her face and twirled her hair with his fingers. His arms where so strong around her, she felt safe and felt like she could let her guard down. He kissed along her face and then landed a long, passionate kiss on her lips. Logan laid her down on the couch and started kissing her stomach and drawing arbitrary designs on her sides. Max put her arms around Logan and lifted her head to kiss him; she slipped her tongue in his mouth and started wrestling with his tongue. Logan carefully embraced her and gentled cradled her head in his hand. As their kiss broke, Logan let out a small laugh. "Oh, I almost forgot. Didn't you want to ask me something?"
"I think we covered that," Max replied with a laugh as she leaned toward him and kissed his cheek.
The End (of chapter 1) Stay tuned for updates, and thanks for reading!!
Author: Carlye
Rating: R for sexual content (It probably could be PG-13, but things might get "steamier" later on so if figured better safe than sorry).
Hi everyone, this is my first Dark Angel fanfic. It's a Max/Logan romance story. I hope you all enjoy it, and thanks for reading!!
Author's Note: I remember very little about the second season of the show, and due to stuff that was going on I missed a lot of S2 episodes. However, I have watched and rewatched the first season on dvd, and can't wait until the season 2 dvd comes out. So I apologize if something in my story doesn't agree or contradicts with the events in the second season. There are some season 1 spoilers, so read at your own risk if you haven't seen some episodes.
If you have any questions or comments please feel free to email me at: Cordelia7879@aol.com
Thank you and enjoy!
Disclaimer: The characters in the following story do not belong to me. They are property of the creators of Dark Angel, James Cameron and Charles H. Eglee.
Chapter 1: Safe in Your Arms
Logan and Max had gradually become more than "just friends". After over a year of casual dinners at Logan's and many bottles of pre-pulse wine, Max and Logan had become increasingly more comfortable with each other. They has stopped talking about regular chit chat, and started to talk about more personal things, like Logan's life before the pulse and , and some of Max's more pleasant memories from her past. Logan had even shared some details about Valerie and Daphne and the ending of their relationships. And Max had told Logan about her escape from Manticore and Hannah rescuing her. As the two shared more personal things they also began spending more and more time together. It seemed like Max was always over Logan's and the two were eating dinner almost every night. There relationship was growing stronger day by day. It was clear it was only a matter of time before something happened between the two.
One Monday morning while Max was working at Jampony she got a page from Logan, which wasn't that unusual. She picked up the payphone to call him back less 5 seconds after he had paged her, "Hey Logan, Max, hittin ya back."
Logan answered happily, yet surprised at her promptness, "Hey Max, glad to hear from you, I have to ask you about something I'm working on. Do you think you could stop by after work?"
"Sure, I could do that, no problem Logan."
"Thanks Max. Oh, do you want to stay for dinner after."
"Sure, sounds great. Need me to pick anything up?"
"No thanks, I've got it all taken care of."
"Okay, I'll see when I get off work," Max said as she hung up the phone. She started walking to her locker when Normal stopped her.
"Max, I got a hot run, 615 Maple- Sector 6," Normal ordered.
"Got It."
"Hey Max, I'm headed over that way, I'll go with you," Original Cindy called to Max.
After Max and Original Cindy had made their deliveries and they started riding back to Jampony. Original Cindy asked, "So, you going to Crash tonight?"
"Can't," Max answered.
"Going over your hot boy's AGAIN?"
"Yes, but it's not what you think. We're not like that."
"Yeah, okay. How many nights did you go over there last week?"
"Four," Max admitted with a sigh.
"Four times, girl, in one week, and nothin's happened, now that is hard to believe."
"Like I've said before, we're not like that."
"Original Cindy is not stupid. I know there's gotta be some sorta feelings between you and him. I mean the way he looks at you, the way you look at him. You both want to be more than friends, but your each afraid to tell the other person that. And don't even try to say 'you're not like that', because Original Cindy can see right through you."
"Maybe you're right, but I really don't want to mess things up, I mean we have a really great friendship going, and I don't want to mess up a good thing."
"But if you don't take a chance, you might miss out on a better thing."
"I guess," Max admitted.
"I wanna know how this date goes."
"It's not a date."
"Well, not yet," Original Cindy said confidently.
"I'll tell you what happens tonight when I get back to apartment."
"That's if you come back to the apartment tonight."
Max and Original Cindy laughed as they arrived back at Jampony.
Max couldn't stop thinking about Logan. She kept wondering if she should take Original Cindy's advice and tell Logan she wanted to be more than friends. Or should she just wait and see where the relationship went. She just couldn't decide. When the end of the day rolled around she still didn't know what to do. She went to Logan's apartment feeling anxious, confused, but still excited. She'd never felt so strange. In the elevator her heart was beating so fast and her head couldn't stop spinning. Maybe she should have cancelled, it was the eleventh hour and she couldn't turn back now. She got to Logan's floor, and knocked on his apartment door. Logan answered and his face lit up when he saw her.
"Max, glad you could come."
"Well, I'm happy to be here," she smiled, "thanks for inviting me for dinner." "You're welcome."
They went into the living room and Max looked into the kitchen and could see a table set for two and a freshly open bottle of wine.
"What did you want me to help you with, is it your latest eyes only case?"
"Well, not exactly, but lets talk about it later. The dinner's ready, and I wouldn't want it to get cold."
Logan wheeled into the kitchen to take the chicken out of the oven. "I put garlic on it, the way you like it."
"Thanks," Max said. Aww, he remembered, that's so cute, she thought.
Logan smiled and put the dinner on the table while Max poured the wine into the awaiting glasses. At first they both seemed a little apprehensive, but they soon began talking about their day and other chit chat.
"Logan, this chicken is so good. I think it might be the best you've ever made it."
"Thank you."
"My compliments to the chef," Max said with a smile.
Logan laughed a little to himself and smiled at Max in return. They finished their dinner, and Max helped Logan clear the table and wash the dishes and put the leftovers away. After they finished cleaning up Max and Logan went into the living room. Max helped Logan onto the couch and she sat next to him. She took a sip of her wine and put the glass on the coffee table. Should she take the plunge, tell Logan she wanted to start dating him? She was so scared, she just had to, and she had to do something.
"Logan" "Max" they said in unison
"You first," Max said.
"Alright," Logan replied with a smile. "Thanks to you getting my file from Dr. Vertes' office I've gotten in touch with her colleague in Tokyo, Dr. Deyama. I told him about my spinal cord injury and about the treatments Dr. Vertes had tried. He said that he believes he can help me if I can get to Tokyo before he leaves for South Africa next Friday. I bought a ticket for a flight leaving next Tuesday.
"What happened to the exoskeleton Phil gave you?" Max interrupted.
"It keeps having mechanical problems, and besides it's only a temporary fix, I really want to be able to walk again, without any weird machinery."
"I see. What does this doctor in Tokyo know about me and Manticore?"
"He knows I have a friend who because of a 'genetic mutation' has extra stem cells in her blood, but I'm sure he doesn't know about Manticore or X5s."
"And you're sure you want to do this?"
"Yes, I think I should at least try,"
"Do you think he'll do something that'll work?"
"Who knows," he smiled at her, "Max, I want you to come with me."
"What?"
"I'm only going for two days, so you wouldn't miss a lot of work. If you don't want to come that's okay, I just thought."
"I'll go," Max interrupted.
"What?"
"I'll go to Tokyo with you."
"Really," Logan's face lit up, "Thank you."
"No problem. I mean this thing sounds very important to you. But I just want you to know something," Max said slightly angry.
"I'm listening."
"I don't care about whether you can walk or not, it's never been the wheelchair or the exoskeleton or anything like that for me. I've never thought any less of you, never saw you as being weak, and you've never been half a man to me. Logan, you've always been the same great guy that I love. So don't go changing for me, Bling, or anybody else, but if this is something you want to do for yourself then I support you." Then max thought to herself, oh my God, did she just say love? Had she just told Logan that she loved him? What would he do? What would he say? She turned her face away.
Logan put his hand on her face and gently turned her head to face his. A smile lit up his face. "Max, I love you too."
"Really?" Max asked with her pleading brown eyes.
"How could I not. You're the most beautiful person I've ever seen. Max, you're so beautiful in everyway. I've wanted to tell you that since I met you. I've always loved you."
Their eyes met and they move toward each other and their lips locked. Even though it wasn't the first time they had kissed it was clearly the most powerful and loving. They kissed for what seemed like hours, they were full of passion and emotion. Logan put his arms around her and pulled her closer to him. She felt calm, safe, and loved; all feelings she never felt before. Logan started kissing down her neck as Max put her hands in his hair. He moved his kisses back to her mouth as he helped Max take off her dark red sweater to reveal her black tank top underneath. Max started to unbutton Logan's blue shirt, and stared in awe of well defined chest muscles and abs. When she had opened the last button she slipped the shirt of his strong arms and tossed behind the couch with a giggle. She started laying kisses along his neck and shoulders and down his chest. Logan gingerly and slowly lifted Max's tank top over her head, showing her black, delicate lace bra to him. He tossed the tank next to his shirt behind the couch. He put his arms around her and pulled her onto his lap. He gently caressed her face and twirled her hair with his fingers. His arms where so strong around her, she felt safe and felt like she could let her guard down. He kissed along her face and then landed a long, passionate kiss on her lips. Logan laid her down on the couch and started kissing her stomach and drawing arbitrary designs on her sides. Max put her arms around Logan and lifted her head to kiss him; she slipped her tongue in his mouth and started wrestling with his tongue. Logan carefully embraced her and gentled cradled her head in his hand. As their kiss broke, Logan let out a small laugh. "Oh, I almost forgot. Didn't you want to ask me something?"
"I think we covered that," Max replied with a laugh as she leaned toward him and kissed his cheek.
The End (of chapter 1) Stay tuned for updates, and thanks for reading!!