Wasting Time
By: Silverstar27
Chapter 10
3/30/03
Disclaimer: I don't own them and yea.
AN/ So this chapter struck me this morning whilst contemplating how good it would be to shove the hammer the guy up stairs was using up his AHH!!! Okay, never mind oh good music playing. So here is the next chapter. Enjoy.
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Logan sat in front of the computer and tried to concentrate on the Eyes Only files he was looking at. His mind wandered to the running water in the next room. He could hear the water falling, and caps to bottles being opened and closed. Frustrated he shook his head and tried that much harder to focus. He couldn't do it. He looked around and his eyes came upon an old CD player he had. He smiled and placed the headphones on. He waited patiently until soft notes filled his ears. It was Valse Triste. Logan closed his eyes remembering the day he drove Max to the cabin.
Logan had realized that he had lightly dozed till Max came in and lightly knocked on the door to his computer room.
"Hey Logan, I'll be in the kitchen, but I just wanted to wake you up before you get a cramp in your neck." Max had a hint of sadness in her eyes but it quickly faded as she turned to go to the kitchen.
Logan followed quietly, he hadn't missed what her eyes revealed, but he knew it was probably just the same longing feeling he himself felt every time she was near. He brushed it off and sat on a stool as Max walked around the kitchen grabbing what she needed along the way. He liked watching the way she moved, her fluid movements and just they way her body seemed to bend and wave. He admired her fluidity until he realized what she was drinking.
"Max." He said getting her attention from the apples she had been moving around the oak bowl they were in.
He continued, "Is everything okay? You can feel them coming on can't you?" He asked lightly still a bit confused. She usually told him when she was feeling them or when she needed some help. He should have known, lately she hadn't been telling him anything lately.
"Everything is fine, for now at least, I just wanted to stay on top of it. You know keep it in check while I am in control." Max said as she went back to moving the apples.
Logan knew he couldn't eat the apples anymore now that Max had begun playing with them, but he didn't really eat them, they had always been for Max.
Logan knew things would end up getting tougher with time, but she had become so distant that it wasn't helping in anyway. They both knew that they had to fight together but lately they both had fallen into a depression.
"Max, I." Logan ran a nervous hand through his hair. He walked towards the refrigerator and slowly pulled it open. He let the cool air from within the box surround him and cool him. Deep within he knew it was time but he couldn't tell Max, not just yet. He drew in a deep breath and slammed the door shut. Max jumped from where she was perched on the stool.
"Damn it Max, I'm sorry...I'm sorry." Logan began to turn red in anger and frustration.
"Logan, I..."
"Max! Its...I'll be back." With that having been said Logan grabbed his coat and walked out the door.
"Logan." Max said as the door slammed shut.
She stood staring at the door for what seemed an eternity till she walked into the lounge, where she slumped into a small ball in the corner of the couch.
Max drifted into a light sleep, as she awaited Logan's return.
****3 hrs later****
Logan entered the apartment and to his surprise the lights were still on and Max's glass was still on the counter where she had left it. A deep sinking feeling of loss crept over him as he began to get anxious. He walked into the kitchen and put the cup in the sink, he let out a sigh and walked into the lounge to turn off the lights. As he stepped into the room he saw Max curled into a small ball in the corner of the couch. He carefully walked over to her and covered her with a light blanket that had been in a small cupboard under the entertainment center in the corner. He gazed at her for a few more seconds before turning and switching off the lights. He headed to his room changed quickly into a white shirt and boxers. He pulled the sheets down and slipped into bed. He leaned over and turned off the lights.
"'Night Max." Logan said as he fell into a deep sleep.
TBC~~~
AN: OKAY, I need some feedback. Tell me what you think and if I should even consider going on. I really need reviews. Anyways just so you know Logan can walk, its my story and HE CAN WALK! hehehe okay thanks for reading.
By: Silverstar27
Chapter 10
3/30/03
Disclaimer: I don't own them and yea.
AN/ So this chapter struck me this morning whilst contemplating how good it would be to shove the hammer the guy up stairs was using up his AHH!!! Okay, never mind oh good music playing. So here is the next chapter. Enjoy.
**$*$*$*$*$*$*$*$**
Logan sat in front of the computer and tried to concentrate on the Eyes Only files he was looking at. His mind wandered to the running water in the next room. He could hear the water falling, and caps to bottles being opened and closed. Frustrated he shook his head and tried that much harder to focus. He couldn't do it. He looked around and his eyes came upon an old CD player he had. He smiled and placed the headphones on. He waited patiently until soft notes filled his ears. It was Valse Triste. Logan closed his eyes remembering the day he drove Max to the cabin.
Logan had realized that he had lightly dozed till Max came in and lightly knocked on the door to his computer room.
"Hey Logan, I'll be in the kitchen, but I just wanted to wake you up before you get a cramp in your neck." Max had a hint of sadness in her eyes but it quickly faded as she turned to go to the kitchen.
Logan followed quietly, he hadn't missed what her eyes revealed, but he knew it was probably just the same longing feeling he himself felt every time she was near. He brushed it off and sat on a stool as Max walked around the kitchen grabbing what she needed along the way. He liked watching the way she moved, her fluid movements and just they way her body seemed to bend and wave. He admired her fluidity until he realized what she was drinking.
"Max." He said getting her attention from the apples she had been moving around the oak bowl they were in.
He continued, "Is everything okay? You can feel them coming on can't you?" He asked lightly still a bit confused. She usually told him when she was feeling them or when she needed some help. He should have known, lately she hadn't been telling him anything lately.
"Everything is fine, for now at least, I just wanted to stay on top of it. You know keep it in check while I am in control." Max said as she went back to moving the apples.
Logan knew he couldn't eat the apples anymore now that Max had begun playing with them, but he didn't really eat them, they had always been for Max.
Logan knew things would end up getting tougher with time, but she had become so distant that it wasn't helping in anyway. They both knew that they had to fight together but lately they both had fallen into a depression.
"Max, I." Logan ran a nervous hand through his hair. He walked towards the refrigerator and slowly pulled it open. He let the cool air from within the box surround him and cool him. Deep within he knew it was time but he couldn't tell Max, not just yet. He drew in a deep breath and slammed the door shut. Max jumped from where she was perched on the stool.
"Damn it Max, I'm sorry...I'm sorry." Logan began to turn red in anger and frustration.
"Logan, I..."
"Max! Its...I'll be back." With that having been said Logan grabbed his coat and walked out the door.
"Logan." Max said as the door slammed shut.
She stood staring at the door for what seemed an eternity till she walked into the lounge, where she slumped into a small ball in the corner of the couch.
Max drifted into a light sleep, as she awaited Logan's return.
****3 hrs later****
Logan entered the apartment and to his surprise the lights were still on and Max's glass was still on the counter where she had left it. A deep sinking feeling of loss crept over him as he began to get anxious. He walked into the kitchen and put the cup in the sink, he let out a sigh and walked into the lounge to turn off the lights. As he stepped into the room he saw Max curled into a small ball in the corner of the couch. He carefully walked over to her and covered her with a light blanket that had been in a small cupboard under the entertainment center in the corner. He gazed at her for a few more seconds before turning and switching off the lights. He headed to his room changed quickly into a white shirt and boxers. He pulled the sheets down and slipped into bed. He leaned over and turned off the lights.
"'Night Max." Logan said as he fell into a deep sleep.
TBC~~~
AN: OKAY, I need some feedback. Tell me what you think and if I should even consider going on. I really need reviews. Anyways just so you know Logan can walk, its my story and HE CAN WALK! hehehe okay thanks for reading.