An Invitation To Stay
By: Silverstar27
8-12-03
Disclaimer: I don't own them...you know the drill..blah, blah.
AN: It's 4:50 A.M. and I have found that my muse is working full force at the moment. Also I recommend the song 'In our darkest hour' by: Phantom Planet. It helped a bit.
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CHAPTER FOURTEEN
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Alec caught Amy as her body wracked and shook violently.
"Let's put you back in bed, I'll get you your med's in a minute, just hold on okay."
Amy nodded.
Stephanie and Joey followed Alec into Amy's bedroom. Joey had already gotten the small orange bottle of tryptophan and stood beside Alec waiting for him. Alec was about to rush to the car to get his bottle, but almost tripped over Joey and he realized, that Joey had probably helped his mother with her seizures before.
"Mommy has da shakes." Stephanie said as she smoothed her mother's hair away from her face.
Alec slipped the pills into her mouth and she willingly took it.
Stephanie was playing with her mother's hair when she glanced up at Alec.
"My Mommy is pwetty huh?" Stephanie smiled up at Alec.
"Yes, she is. How about you two go get your pj's so you can get ready for bed." The twins scampered to their bedroom.
Alec brushed some hair out of Amy's face and smile at her.
"You'll be fine, but I should give the two babies something to eat, and then I'll put all of them to bed." He lightly kissed the top of Amy's head and walked into the living room.
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Logan had cleaned up and was now making dinner for a very weak and tired Max.
"Hey there." Logan greeted as Max slowly padded into the kitchen.
"Hey." Max dropped herself heavily down onto the closest chair she found.
"You really should rest Max."
"Yes daddy."
"Don't call me that."
"Don't act like one."
"I wouldn't have to if you listened."
"I don't have to listen to you...your not my dad." Max stuck out her tongue at Logan and nodded, "I'm gonna go lay down then. Call me when dinner is ready."
"Alright."
Max stood a foot outside the entrance to the kitchen, and turned back to face Logan, "Daddy!"
Max quickly strode away leaving Logan to fume at her comment.
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Alec had fed the two infants and had placed them in their cribs. He had given Joey and Stephanie a bath, and they too were fast asleep on their bed.
Alec sighed and went to check on Amy. He quietly opened the door and made his way to her side.
"Alec." Amy slowly opened her eyes and looked up to see Alec.
"Yes?"
"Can you stay the night?" She asked drowsily.
"Sure. I'll just..."
Amy interrupted her by patting the bed next to her, "I'm really cold."
Alec removed his shoes, jeans and jacket and made his way onto the other side of the bed.
"Thanks Alec." Amy said before she fell back asleep.
"No problem"
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Logan quietly walked into the guestroom, and sat on a chair close to Max's bed.
"Max our food is ready." He said quietly
Max mumbled something and turned away from Logan.
"Max, come on, it's gonna get cold."
Max finally turned to Logan and got up.
"You ruined my dream." Max pouted and playfully acted hurt.
"Oh please, now come on the food's gonna be cold."
"Yes Daddy."
Logan turned and glared at Max.
"I thought I told you..."
Max smiled and walked out the door before he could finish his rant.
"Max, come back here."
Max turned around and walked back to where Logan stood.
"Ya know I could always find someone who would enjoy me calling them daddy." She knew it bothered him, but she also knew that deep down they both needed the playful banter.
Pain shadowed Logan's face. He knew that she, of all people, could find someone who wouldn't mind, and that could touch her. He quickly covered it up and walked out the door and into the kitchen.
Max had noticed that what she had said affected him.
"Logan, I'm sorry. I was just kidding."
"Yea Max, well you know as much as I do that it's true that you could damn well find someone who could touch you and wouldn't care what you called him!" Logan's face had reddened in his anger and frustration. He stiffly walked to the cupboard and grabbed two plates. The frustration burned and bubbled in his blood ready to erupt at any given moment, and then it did.
"DAMN IT MAX!" Logan slammed the plates to the ground.. A fire work explosion of ceramic and glass flew about the kitchen blanketing everything in a cloak of broken shards.
A sharp piece of ceramic flew at Max and grabbed her arm, digging itself into her skin and running in a jagged path towards the earth.
Max's yelp was heard after the explosion of glass and ceramic, that brought Logan out of his haze of anger.
Logan stood and watched as Max slumped onto a stool holding her arm. Blood free flowing streamed down her arm and fell onto her clothes.
"Max, I'm so sorry, God I didn't mean to hurt you." Logan apologized.
His face had fallen and anger and frustration had quickly been replaced with anguish and regret.
"It's okay, can you get me some bandages, please."
Logan walked away berating himself for being so stupid as to let Max get hurt, especially on account of him.
Moments later Logan entered; hands gloved, and ready to clean her wounds. He carefully placed the items he held in his arms down in front of her, and quickly prepared. He grabbed the alcohol and a cotton swab and lightly grazed Max's cut. She hissed in pain. After a few more swabs, Logan had cleaned her wounds and bandaged her up.
The both sat on the couch now, after cleaning up the mess in the kitchen.
"Max, I'm sorry, I lost it in there. I just got so angry."
"I know I got you angry and I sorry too."
Logan grabbed Max's hand and lightly squeezed it. "No you didn't, this damned virus did."
Max glanced down at the thin layer that kept Logan away from her, and alive.
"We have to stay strong, we can't give up." Max said meekly.
"I know Max, I know. I know we can make it." Logan smiled reassuringly.
"I hope so."
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By: Silverstar27
8-12-03
Disclaimer: I don't own them...you know the drill..blah, blah.
AN: It's 4:50 A.M. and I have found that my muse is working full force at the moment. Also I recommend the song 'In our darkest hour' by: Phantom Planet. It helped a bit.
********
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
********
Alec caught Amy as her body wracked and shook violently.
"Let's put you back in bed, I'll get you your med's in a minute, just hold on okay."
Amy nodded.
Stephanie and Joey followed Alec into Amy's bedroom. Joey had already gotten the small orange bottle of tryptophan and stood beside Alec waiting for him. Alec was about to rush to the car to get his bottle, but almost tripped over Joey and he realized, that Joey had probably helped his mother with her seizures before.
"Mommy has da shakes." Stephanie said as she smoothed her mother's hair away from her face.
Alec slipped the pills into her mouth and she willingly took it.
Stephanie was playing with her mother's hair when she glanced up at Alec.
"My Mommy is pwetty huh?" Stephanie smiled up at Alec.
"Yes, she is. How about you two go get your pj's so you can get ready for bed." The twins scampered to their bedroom.
Alec brushed some hair out of Amy's face and smile at her.
"You'll be fine, but I should give the two babies something to eat, and then I'll put all of them to bed." He lightly kissed the top of Amy's head and walked into the living room.
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Logan had cleaned up and was now making dinner for a very weak and tired Max.
"Hey there." Logan greeted as Max slowly padded into the kitchen.
"Hey." Max dropped herself heavily down onto the closest chair she found.
"You really should rest Max."
"Yes daddy."
"Don't call me that."
"Don't act like one."
"I wouldn't have to if you listened."
"I don't have to listen to you...your not my dad." Max stuck out her tongue at Logan and nodded, "I'm gonna go lay down then. Call me when dinner is ready."
"Alright."
Max stood a foot outside the entrance to the kitchen, and turned back to face Logan, "Daddy!"
Max quickly strode away leaving Logan to fume at her comment.
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Alec had fed the two infants and had placed them in their cribs. He had given Joey and Stephanie a bath, and they too were fast asleep on their bed.
Alec sighed and went to check on Amy. He quietly opened the door and made his way to her side.
"Alec." Amy slowly opened her eyes and looked up to see Alec.
"Yes?"
"Can you stay the night?" She asked drowsily.
"Sure. I'll just..."
Amy interrupted her by patting the bed next to her, "I'm really cold."
Alec removed his shoes, jeans and jacket and made his way onto the other side of the bed.
"Thanks Alec." Amy said before she fell back asleep.
"No problem"
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Logan quietly walked into the guestroom, and sat on a chair close to Max's bed.
"Max our food is ready." He said quietly
Max mumbled something and turned away from Logan.
"Max, come on, it's gonna get cold."
Max finally turned to Logan and got up.
"You ruined my dream." Max pouted and playfully acted hurt.
"Oh please, now come on the food's gonna be cold."
"Yes Daddy."
Logan turned and glared at Max.
"I thought I told you..."
Max smiled and walked out the door before he could finish his rant.
"Max, come back here."
Max turned around and walked back to where Logan stood.
"Ya know I could always find someone who would enjoy me calling them daddy." She knew it bothered him, but she also knew that deep down they both needed the playful banter.
Pain shadowed Logan's face. He knew that she, of all people, could find someone who wouldn't mind, and that could touch her. He quickly covered it up and walked out the door and into the kitchen.
Max had noticed that what she had said affected him.
"Logan, I'm sorry. I was just kidding."
"Yea Max, well you know as much as I do that it's true that you could damn well find someone who could touch you and wouldn't care what you called him!" Logan's face had reddened in his anger and frustration. He stiffly walked to the cupboard and grabbed two plates. The frustration burned and bubbled in his blood ready to erupt at any given moment, and then it did.
"DAMN IT MAX!" Logan slammed the plates to the ground.. A fire work explosion of ceramic and glass flew about the kitchen blanketing everything in a cloak of broken shards.
A sharp piece of ceramic flew at Max and grabbed her arm, digging itself into her skin and running in a jagged path towards the earth.
Max's yelp was heard after the explosion of glass and ceramic, that brought Logan out of his haze of anger.
Logan stood and watched as Max slumped onto a stool holding her arm. Blood free flowing streamed down her arm and fell onto her clothes.
"Max, I'm so sorry, God I didn't mean to hurt you." Logan apologized.
His face had fallen and anger and frustration had quickly been replaced with anguish and regret.
"It's okay, can you get me some bandages, please."
Logan walked away berating himself for being so stupid as to let Max get hurt, especially on account of him.
Moments later Logan entered; hands gloved, and ready to clean her wounds. He carefully placed the items he held in his arms down in front of her, and quickly prepared. He grabbed the alcohol and a cotton swab and lightly grazed Max's cut. She hissed in pain. After a few more swabs, Logan had cleaned her wounds and bandaged her up.
The both sat on the couch now, after cleaning up the mess in the kitchen.
"Max, I'm sorry, I lost it in there. I just got so angry."
"I know I got you angry and I sorry too."
Logan grabbed Max's hand and lightly squeezed it. "No you didn't, this damned virus did."
Max glanced down at the thin layer that kept Logan away from her, and alive.
"We have to stay strong, we can't give up." Max said meekly.
"I know Max, I know. I know we can make it." Logan smiled reassuringly.
"I hope so."
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