Disclaimer: Same procedure as always- they belong to James Cameron who doesn't seem to realize what a shame it is not to use them.
Note: Well, so now Jade is going to find out if her guess was right!!Thanks for your reviews guys!!!
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After asking an old man working in his front garden, Logan finally killed the engine in front of a nice, small house in a calm, but not fancy area of the town. He set up his wheelchair and to his dismay noticed the steps that lead to the entrance. Fortunately there was a bell on his level, so he rang and waited patiently. He already had his finger on the bell to try again when the door was opened by a dark-haired boy, about 10 years old.
"Hi!" Logan smiled up at him.
"Hi," the boy answered hesitantly. "How can I help you,sir?"
"Uhm, is your Mom at home?"
"Yes."
"Do you think she could come to the door for a moment?"
Without answering, the boy turned on his heels and yelled. "Mommy!!!" After a moment he turned back to Logan. "She will be right here."
"Thanks."
The boy leaned against the doorframe and watched his feet while he shifted uncomfortably. Apparently he was not quite sure if he was supposed to wait or if he could retreat. Logan leaned his elbows on his knees and had a look around the well-maintained garden.
"Cody? What's up?" Came a voice from te inside and Logan sat up straighter again, nervously rubbing his hand sover his thighs.
"There is a man in a wheelchair asking for you." Reliefed, the boy ran back into the house while a woman in her forties came into view.
"Hello. How can I help you?"
"Are you Helen Rosen?"Logan smiled at her carefully.
"Why do you want to know?"
"I have to talk to you about something... delicate." He looked at her with his calm blue eyes to ensure her. "But don't worry."
"I'm sorry, I don't know what you are talking about."
Logan kept his voice low, talking just loud enough for her to understand him. She was still about seven feet away from him and he had no way to get closer. That was up to her. "I know something about your past." When she still shook her head, her eyes displaying confusion, he continued. "Is this you son? Do you have more kids?"
She nervously played with the ring on her finger, trying to hide her insecurity, failing poorly though. "No, Cody is my only child." She stated, a slight touch of anger and fear in her voice.
Logan shrugged, but secretly his heart was hammering and his pulse was racing. Had he really been successful? Had he really found her? "We both know that's not true, Mrs Rosen. I'm not here to destroy your life or to hold you responsible, I just want to talk to you."
"I'm sorry. I don't know what..."
"You have a daughter," Logan pressed. "You can't just deny that. You love your son, right? But he is not your only child, please, talk to me."
She stood still for a long moment, considering Logan. "What do you really want?"
"Can we go for a walk?" Logan rolled back and forth slightly.
Eventually, the woman nodded, after looking over her shoulder, making sure Cody was nowhere near. "Wait a second, please." She went back inside, but returned after a minute, carrying a keyring and a light jacket under her arm.
In silence they walked down the street until they came to a small park. Helen indicated for Logan to turn right into a shady path.
Finally she broke the silence. "Why are you here? How did you find me?"
"I did some research to find you, wasn't easy, but apparently it paid off."
"But why?"
"Your daughter was looking for you."
The woman stopped and looked down at the man next to her. "My daughter?" A few meters to her left was a bench and she shakily walked over to sit down. "Why?"
"She wanted to find her mother. Does this seem so odd to you?"
"I...no, this can't be true...I don't know who you are or why you are here, but I know that this is one helluva lie!" she exclaimed much louder than necessary.
"Why should I lie to you?" Logan's voice was calm and stable now.
"Why do you help her? She is a killing machine for Christ's sake! Did she make you do it?"
"Max," he emphasized the name, "doesn't even know I'm meeting you. She asked me to help her some time ago, that's it."
"Max..." Her voiced nearly betrayed her. But then she vigourously shook her head. "No, no way. Those kids were trained to be perfect, superior. She would never turn to a guy...like you...for help."
Logan swallowed hard. Deep down this was just what he worried about, and it stung to hear it from somebody else. It made it much more obvious and painstakingly true. But he tried to hide the pain and turmoil within him.
"Those kids escaped Manticore in 2009. Ever since, she lived on the run from her past, looking for someone to stabilize her, to comfort her. She had desperately tried to find you, but I think she has given up hope by now."
"She...why?"
Logan's jaw tightened. "Do you have an idea what life was like at Manticore? Those kids suffered, there was no love for them, just order, military training and punishment. They couldn't stand that anymore and escaped barefoot and in the middle of winter."
"I..."
Logan suddenly felt anger rise within him. He knew it was not justified, but this woman seemed so stubborn and carefree that it annoyed him to no end. "God, do you know what you did to her by leaving her in their "care"?"
"I..." Suddenly her features softened and tears made their way across her cheeks. "I didn't want to leave her there!" She sobbed now. "I'm so sorry! I tried to take her with me, to safe her. But I couldn't, I just couldn't." She broke down, tears streaming freely from her eyes now. "It's so hard to live with that, you can't imagine what this is like. But now...now I have finally found some happiness, some peace. I have a family now. Back then they sent me to a... facility to cure me, but all they really tried was brainwashing me, they eventually let me go and I fought damn hard to estbalish a somewhat normal life ever since. I...I don't have the strength to deal with that all over again." She helplessly looked up at Logan, pleading for understanding.
But Logan didn't back down, he had come too far. This was his one chance to give Max the mother she always wanted, though honestly he was not sure this was the mother she deserved. "Don't you think you owe that to your daughter?"
"I don't know, but I can't, I just can't..." She stood up and turned to leave.
"Wait!" Logan grabbed her arm and nearly lost his balance in the wake. He found his composure again. "Listen, I'll give you some time to think about it, but here is my number. Please call me when you made up your mind. Max wants to meet you, she doesn't hate you, she just wants to know where she is coming from- and she deserves to know, don't you think?"
Helen looked at him for a long moment, then she just grabbed the card and left in a hurry. Logan sighed and stayed back, processing what just had happened. Finally he made his way back to his car, still parking in front of Helen's house.
TBC...
What do you guys think- honestly?!
Jade? Have you been right:)?
Note: Well, so now Jade is going to find out if her guess was right!!Thanks for your reviews guys!!!
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After asking an old man working in his front garden, Logan finally killed the engine in front of a nice, small house in a calm, but not fancy area of the town. He set up his wheelchair and to his dismay noticed the steps that lead to the entrance. Fortunately there was a bell on his level, so he rang and waited patiently. He already had his finger on the bell to try again when the door was opened by a dark-haired boy, about 10 years old.
"Hi!" Logan smiled up at him.
"Hi," the boy answered hesitantly. "How can I help you,sir?"
"Uhm, is your Mom at home?"
"Yes."
"Do you think she could come to the door for a moment?"
Without answering, the boy turned on his heels and yelled. "Mommy!!!" After a moment he turned back to Logan. "She will be right here."
"Thanks."
The boy leaned against the doorframe and watched his feet while he shifted uncomfortably. Apparently he was not quite sure if he was supposed to wait or if he could retreat. Logan leaned his elbows on his knees and had a look around the well-maintained garden.
"Cody? What's up?" Came a voice from te inside and Logan sat up straighter again, nervously rubbing his hand sover his thighs.
"There is a man in a wheelchair asking for you." Reliefed, the boy ran back into the house while a woman in her forties came into view.
"Hello. How can I help you?"
"Are you Helen Rosen?"Logan smiled at her carefully.
"Why do you want to know?"
"I have to talk to you about something... delicate." He looked at her with his calm blue eyes to ensure her. "But don't worry."
"I'm sorry, I don't know what you are talking about."
Logan kept his voice low, talking just loud enough for her to understand him. She was still about seven feet away from him and he had no way to get closer. That was up to her. "I know something about your past." When she still shook her head, her eyes displaying confusion, he continued. "Is this you son? Do you have more kids?"
She nervously played with the ring on her finger, trying to hide her insecurity, failing poorly though. "No, Cody is my only child." She stated, a slight touch of anger and fear in her voice.
Logan shrugged, but secretly his heart was hammering and his pulse was racing. Had he really been successful? Had he really found her? "We both know that's not true, Mrs Rosen. I'm not here to destroy your life or to hold you responsible, I just want to talk to you."
"I'm sorry. I don't know what..."
"You have a daughter," Logan pressed. "You can't just deny that. You love your son, right? But he is not your only child, please, talk to me."
She stood still for a long moment, considering Logan. "What do you really want?"
"Can we go for a walk?" Logan rolled back and forth slightly.
Eventually, the woman nodded, after looking over her shoulder, making sure Cody was nowhere near. "Wait a second, please." She went back inside, but returned after a minute, carrying a keyring and a light jacket under her arm.
In silence they walked down the street until they came to a small park. Helen indicated for Logan to turn right into a shady path.
Finally she broke the silence. "Why are you here? How did you find me?"
"I did some research to find you, wasn't easy, but apparently it paid off."
"But why?"
"Your daughter was looking for you."
The woman stopped and looked down at the man next to her. "My daughter?" A few meters to her left was a bench and she shakily walked over to sit down. "Why?"
"She wanted to find her mother. Does this seem so odd to you?"
"I...no, this can't be true...I don't know who you are or why you are here, but I know that this is one helluva lie!" she exclaimed much louder than necessary.
"Why should I lie to you?" Logan's voice was calm and stable now.
"Why do you help her? She is a killing machine for Christ's sake! Did she make you do it?"
"Max," he emphasized the name, "doesn't even know I'm meeting you. She asked me to help her some time ago, that's it."
"Max..." Her voiced nearly betrayed her. But then she vigourously shook her head. "No, no way. Those kids were trained to be perfect, superior. She would never turn to a guy...like you...for help."
Logan swallowed hard. Deep down this was just what he worried about, and it stung to hear it from somebody else. It made it much more obvious and painstakingly true. But he tried to hide the pain and turmoil within him.
"Those kids escaped Manticore in 2009. Ever since, she lived on the run from her past, looking for someone to stabilize her, to comfort her. She had desperately tried to find you, but I think she has given up hope by now."
"She...why?"
Logan's jaw tightened. "Do you have an idea what life was like at Manticore? Those kids suffered, there was no love for them, just order, military training and punishment. They couldn't stand that anymore and escaped barefoot and in the middle of winter."
"I..."
Logan suddenly felt anger rise within him. He knew it was not justified, but this woman seemed so stubborn and carefree that it annoyed him to no end. "God, do you know what you did to her by leaving her in their "care"?"
"I..." Suddenly her features softened and tears made their way across her cheeks. "I didn't want to leave her there!" She sobbed now. "I'm so sorry! I tried to take her with me, to safe her. But I couldn't, I just couldn't." She broke down, tears streaming freely from her eyes now. "It's so hard to live with that, you can't imagine what this is like. But now...now I have finally found some happiness, some peace. I have a family now. Back then they sent me to a... facility to cure me, but all they really tried was brainwashing me, they eventually let me go and I fought damn hard to estbalish a somewhat normal life ever since. I...I don't have the strength to deal with that all over again." She helplessly looked up at Logan, pleading for understanding.
But Logan didn't back down, he had come too far. This was his one chance to give Max the mother she always wanted, though honestly he was not sure this was the mother she deserved. "Don't you think you owe that to your daughter?"
"I don't know, but I can't, I just can't..." She stood up and turned to leave.
"Wait!" Logan grabbed her arm and nearly lost his balance in the wake. He found his composure again. "Listen, I'll give you some time to think about it, but here is my number. Please call me when you made up your mind. Max wants to meet you, she doesn't hate you, she just wants to know where she is coming from- and she deserves to know, don't you think?"
Helen looked at him for a long moment, then she just grabbed the card and left in a hurry. Logan sighed and stayed back, processing what just had happened. Finally he made his way back to his car, still parking in front of Helen's house.
TBC...
What do you guys think- honestly?!
Jade? Have you been right:)?