Disclaimer: This chapter has some drinking in it. Let the reader be advised.
Two pills and a glass of heavy vodka would get Logan through tonight. At least make him sleep some. Tommorow he'd have an empty house to wake up to. An empty breakfast table and no goodbye kiss. 'Pain' couldn't describe how he felt thinking about that. Going back to Logan Cale, the lonely and depressed. With a lift of his glass, Logan drank down the pills with a toast to the new happy couple, Alec and Max. May they be as happy as he is right now. The pills grazed downwards through his throat and hitting his stomach with a groan. Sleeping pills and vodka. Somewhere in his mind he recalled a word of caution about taking the two together. Oh well, he sighed, down the hatch. The vodka burned going down but it subsided. Blankly, Logan stared at the vase in the corner. He was back in the delivery room with Max, going through a breathing excercise they learned in lamaze class. Her hair was bundled above her forehead, matted with sweat. Gently, he swept his hand over it, smiling sweetly at her as she squeezed his other hand tightly. Contractions were coming like clockwork now. Eva would be here any moment. The doctor, Dr. Carr, suddenly tapped him on the shoulder. Reluctantly, Logan got up and stood beside him.
"There was a disturbance in the hospitals records room and a man not on staff was caught breifly on camera coming out, "he said, very matter of fact, "I don't know what he was looking for but the drawer to the 'C's' was wide open." Logan brushed his hand over his mouth and let go of Max's hand. She looked up, wondering but he told her everything was okay. He couldn't have her worry at this time. She was already tense as it was.
Leaving that hospital room to find the man would be a mistake and he knew it. But he did anyway. He had asked if anything had been removed and the worker in charge said that only the drawer laid open and that the files were still in their places. Everything was fine. When he came back, Alec was resting beside Max, holding her hand as Eva laid on her chest. He'd missed her birth. When he walked in, Max smiled, glaring warily.
"She beautiful," Logan said immediatly, "just like you." A blush of pink spread over her cheeks. Alec got up and yawned. Another moment spoiled perfectly.
"I'll send the doctor bill for my hand later, Max. See ya," he causully interrupted as he got up and brushed the wrinkle from his coat. Looking at Logan, he turned and said, "Good lookin' kid, Logan. Take care of her." Logan remembered back on how he thought that was a weird thing to say, 'Take care of her'. He just shrugged it off then, figuring he was new with the idea of parents and life in general. Now he knew though. And it sickened him. Why Max did what she did wasn't entirely clear to him. Probably doing what every woman he's ever been with has done. Use him for his money. He thought Max didn't care about that kind of thing. He actually believed she loved him. But that was then. That was when the world revolved around him and his perfect little life. How odd that life can change that much in just one instant, where the truth comes out and your left with nothing but the stain of what once was.
Or maybe just a couple of sleeping pills and a glass of vodka.
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A tearful Max ran to the phone, stopping Alec's rampage to call the doctor. She couldn't let Lydecker take her child, like he had taken Tinga and Brin. Test her like some lab rat and turn her into a soldier- a killer without mercy. Eva was so young and Max needed her so badly. Alec could understand her feelings to protect her weren't because she didn't desire her to get well. But he wasn't one to let a situation go unsettled. Old Manticore training. A glare down between the two as Max blocked him from making the call told Max a fight was to begin.
"Max, nothing will happen, now stop this!" Alec yelled, rolling his hands into fists. They hadn't fought physically in awhile now and Max's new feelings for him blinded her techniques. Coming at him, she threw a sloppy left hook, just grazing the bottom of his chin. Before she knew it, Alec took ahold of her left elbow, her right arm and with his leg, tripped her to the ground and held her there while he lingered for a moment, panting. "I don't want Eva to get taken either, but this isn't accomplishing anthing."
"I am not letting you do this!" Max growled, forcing Alec off and standing erect to fight him. Alec looked tiredly at her, eyes heavy with defeat. Not his defeat, but hers. Max put down her arms accordingly, knowing that this was it. She pretty much had no say now. He was holding his cell phone to his ear after speed dialing the doctor. Max fell upon the couch next to Eva, a blank look upon her face, staring at the wall before her, hazily aware of the thoughts floating through her mind. It was then that, strangely, she felt the sofa shake. She looked down. Eva was having a seizure.
"Alec, she's seizing!" Max gasped, rolling onto her side and gripping Eva's tiny arms in her hands. Alec came over her,worry and panic racing to and fro in his eyes as he paced, with cell phone in hand. Suddenly, he slammed it down in anger. No answer. Max quickly asked for some milk for Eva, hoping it might help her as it had helped other transgenics. He leapt over towards the counter and took in his hand a bottle. Max caressed Eva's forehead and nudged the bottles nipple around her mouth, to help her get a feel for it and to drink. She sucked it down, but slowly.
"This is crazy," Alec finally said in the dead nights air, "We're leaving-right now." Max continued her vigil beside Eva, tears dripping down her face in fear. Fear of the worst. Fear she could die. Worser, fear Lydecker really held her daughters life in his murderous, grasping hands. Hands she knew only too well could also save her.
"But there was no answer." Max said, her brow furrowed, "He may even be dead." She wouldn't put it past Lydecker to destroy any other options for them, if it meant getting what he wanted. Alec draped his hand over his face, rubbing it down to his neck. The look upon his face told Max he was running out of options.
"Well, we can't just let her like this," he spoke, emotionally, "she's hurting." His eyes welled up with tears but he wiped them away before they could fall. He was desperate to stay strong. To be strong for her. Only all his tears and his words made her do was tear up herself. She walked over and into his arms, letting him hold her. Eva was quiet again, seizing only alittle, and sucking on the bottle every few moments. She couldn't go on much longer, this they knew. What they didn't- scared them.
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Authors note:
I have come down with writers block....again! I am glad I got out this much. So this is a short chapter but I'll make up for it. The next ones will be tear-breakers. Until then........ : )
Two pills and a glass of heavy vodka would get Logan through tonight. At least make him sleep some. Tommorow he'd have an empty house to wake up to. An empty breakfast table and no goodbye kiss. 'Pain' couldn't describe how he felt thinking about that. Going back to Logan Cale, the lonely and depressed. With a lift of his glass, Logan drank down the pills with a toast to the new happy couple, Alec and Max. May they be as happy as he is right now. The pills grazed downwards through his throat and hitting his stomach with a groan. Sleeping pills and vodka. Somewhere in his mind he recalled a word of caution about taking the two together. Oh well, he sighed, down the hatch. The vodka burned going down but it subsided. Blankly, Logan stared at the vase in the corner. He was back in the delivery room with Max, going through a breathing excercise they learned in lamaze class. Her hair was bundled above her forehead, matted with sweat. Gently, he swept his hand over it, smiling sweetly at her as she squeezed his other hand tightly. Contractions were coming like clockwork now. Eva would be here any moment. The doctor, Dr. Carr, suddenly tapped him on the shoulder. Reluctantly, Logan got up and stood beside him.
"There was a disturbance in the hospitals records room and a man not on staff was caught breifly on camera coming out, "he said, very matter of fact, "I don't know what he was looking for but the drawer to the 'C's' was wide open." Logan brushed his hand over his mouth and let go of Max's hand. She looked up, wondering but he told her everything was okay. He couldn't have her worry at this time. She was already tense as it was.
Leaving that hospital room to find the man would be a mistake and he knew it. But he did anyway. He had asked if anything had been removed and the worker in charge said that only the drawer laid open and that the files were still in their places. Everything was fine. When he came back, Alec was resting beside Max, holding her hand as Eva laid on her chest. He'd missed her birth. When he walked in, Max smiled, glaring warily.
"She beautiful," Logan said immediatly, "just like you." A blush of pink spread over her cheeks. Alec got up and yawned. Another moment spoiled perfectly.
"I'll send the doctor bill for my hand later, Max. See ya," he causully interrupted as he got up and brushed the wrinkle from his coat. Looking at Logan, he turned and said, "Good lookin' kid, Logan. Take care of her." Logan remembered back on how he thought that was a weird thing to say, 'Take care of her'. He just shrugged it off then, figuring he was new with the idea of parents and life in general. Now he knew though. And it sickened him. Why Max did what she did wasn't entirely clear to him. Probably doing what every woman he's ever been with has done. Use him for his money. He thought Max didn't care about that kind of thing. He actually believed she loved him. But that was then. That was when the world revolved around him and his perfect little life. How odd that life can change that much in just one instant, where the truth comes out and your left with nothing but the stain of what once was.
Or maybe just a couple of sleeping pills and a glass of vodka.
***
A tearful Max ran to the phone, stopping Alec's rampage to call the doctor. She couldn't let Lydecker take her child, like he had taken Tinga and Brin. Test her like some lab rat and turn her into a soldier- a killer without mercy. Eva was so young and Max needed her so badly. Alec could understand her feelings to protect her weren't because she didn't desire her to get well. But he wasn't one to let a situation go unsettled. Old Manticore training. A glare down between the two as Max blocked him from making the call told Max a fight was to begin.
"Max, nothing will happen, now stop this!" Alec yelled, rolling his hands into fists. They hadn't fought physically in awhile now and Max's new feelings for him blinded her techniques. Coming at him, she threw a sloppy left hook, just grazing the bottom of his chin. Before she knew it, Alec took ahold of her left elbow, her right arm and with his leg, tripped her to the ground and held her there while he lingered for a moment, panting. "I don't want Eva to get taken either, but this isn't accomplishing anthing."
"I am not letting you do this!" Max growled, forcing Alec off and standing erect to fight him. Alec looked tiredly at her, eyes heavy with defeat. Not his defeat, but hers. Max put down her arms accordingly, knowing that this was it. She pretty much had no say now. He was holding his cell phone to his ear after speed dialing the doctor. Max fell upon the couch next to Eva, a blank look upon her face, staring at the wall before her, hazily aware of the thoughts floating through her mind. It was then that, strangely, she felt the sofa shake. She looked down. Eva was having a seizure.
"Alec, she's seizing!" Max gasped, rolling onto her side and gripping Eva's tiny arms in her hands. Alec came over her,worry and panic racing to and fro in his eyes as he paced, with cell phone in hand. Suddenly, he slammed it down in anger. No answer. Max quickly asked for some milk for Eva, hoping it might help her as it had helped other transgenics. He leapt over towards the counter and took in his hand a bottle. Max caressed Eva's forehead and nudged the bottles nipple around her mouth, to help her get a feel for it and to drink. She sucked it down, but slowly.
"This is crazy," Alec finally said in the dead nights air, "We're leaving-right now." Max continued her vigil beside Eva, tears dripping down her face in fear. Fear of the worst. Fear she could die. Worser, fear Lydecker really held her daughters life in his murderous, grasping hands. Hands she knew only too well could also save her.
"But there was no answer." Max said, her brow furrowed, "He may even be dead." She wouldn't put it past Lydecker to destroy any other options for them, if it meant getting what he wanted. Alec draped his hand over his face, rubbing it down to his neck. The look upon his face told Max he was running out of options.
"Well, we can't just let her like this," he spoke, emotionally, "she's hurting." His eyes welled up with tears but he wiped them away before they could fall. He was desperate to stay strong. To be strong for her. Only all his tears and his words made her do was tear up herself. She walked over and into his arms, letting him hold her. Eva was quiet again, seizing only alittle, and sucking on the bottle every few moments. She couldn't go on much longer, this they knew. What they didn't- scared them.
***
Authors note:
I have come down with writers block....again! I am glad I got out this much. So this is a short chapter but I'll make up for it. The next ones will be tear-breakers. Until then........ : )