WARNING:
DO NOT READ this chapter if you can't stand pain,
(((Dark angel and all its characters and everything with it ( Including the ideas , concept and quotes and dialog from the episodes) belongs all to James Cameron and his team, they are not mine and never will be, so please don't sue me. I am not making money out of this. Just keeping Dark Angel alive, which has ended too soon. No copyright infringement intended. Please don't sue me! )))
***** Thanks, idlehands452 for beta-ing! ********
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Arriving
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"Oh shit," Max said out loud when she turned around the corner and saw the chaos.
She jumped off her bike and hurried over.
Curious people were standing around the scene, pointing at the wounded man who lay helplessly on the street, but nobody helped out a single finger.
"Let me through!" She yelled as she pushed her way through the crowd of people.
"Oh my God," she said as she found Logan lying in the street.
"Someone call the ambulance!" She yelled to the people who were standing behind her.
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Max kneeled down next to him and automatically placed her fingers in his neck to check his pulse.
"Logan, are you OK?" Max looked him into his eyes, trying to get his attention.
". . . I . . . screwed up. . ." Logan gasped.
"Where is Sophie?" Max rested her hand on top of his head.
"I lost her . . . its all my fault . . ." Logan felt himself going dizzy, like he was spinning around fast.
Max craned her neck to see if the paramedics were there yet.
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"Arghh!" Logan screamed, when he tried to move. He felt a piercing pain in his side.
Max turned her head immediately back to Logan and saw his face wrinkled up in discomfort.
"Arghhh God, it hurts!" He cringed in pain and placed his hand on his sore side. It felt like if there were a hundred knifes stabbing him continuously.
"Lay still Logan," Max said calmly.
"I can't, it hurts too much," he cried.
"I know, I'm sorry," she patted his head, trying to comfort him without any success.
"Oh," he groaned. He had never felt so much pain before in his entire life.
"Logan, look at me, can you breath normally?"
"Yeah," he panted and focused on her eyes.
"Good," Max let out a little sigh of relief.
"You've got to tell me when it's getting difficult, OK?"
"Oh God," he groaned.
Max saw that he couldn't take it anymore.
"Breathe slowly, Logan. Concentrate on your breathing," she kept on talking to Logan, trying to distract him from the pain he was dealing with.
Max helped Logan to regulate his breathing by breathing with him.
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Logan wanted to move again to find a more comfortable position, but something stopped him.
"Max. . ." He panted heavily and felt his head throbbing.
" . . . Max," he grabbed on to her jacket. " . . . I can't . . . I can't feel my legs."
Her eyes moved away from his and spotted some blood seeping from his bulletproof vest.
". . .My legs," he gasped, panicked.
"Oh shit," she mumbled under her breath and automatically placed her hands on each side of his head, flattening his spiked hair.
Logan tried to move his head up to see what was wrong with his legs, but Max's firm grip wouldn't let him.
"Lay still Logan, you're hurt," she looked seriously into his eyes, while trying to stabilize his neck and spine.
"Oh God, I can't feel . . . I don't feel them," he panicked. He had never felt this scared before.
"Logan, you're going to be OK," she promised him.
"It hurts too much." He yelped.
"I'm so sorry, I should have been there," she whispered.
.
Max regretted that she hadn't helped this guy out when he had asked her too. Why did she push him away like that?
Why did it break her heart to see this man in pain? Maybe she cared more for him than she thought.
Max snapped out of her thoughts when Logan groaned heavily.
She was worried about the back injury. Logan had lost a lot of blood. She had to do something.
But her hands were occupied, she had to stabilize his spine, any wrong movements could cause more damage. But then, she also had to make the bleeding stop.
.
"Damn it! They should have been here by now!" She grunted. Where were the paramedics?
Logan's eyes began to roll.
"Logan!" She yelled. "Stay awake!"
He didn't respond to her.
Max felt him going into shock. His body started to shake uncontrollably.
.
There was still no help in sight. Time was running out.
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More?
Make me happy and Please Review.
DO NOT READ this chapter if you can't stand pain,
(((Dark angel and all its characters and everything with it ( Including the ideas , concept and quotes and dialog from the episodes) belongs all to James Cameron and his team, they are not mine and never will be, so please don't sue me. I am not making money out of this. Just keeping Dark Angel alive, which has ended too soon. No copyright infringement intended. Please don't sue me! )))
***** Thanks, idlehands452 for beta-ing! ********
.
Arriving
* * *
.
"Oh shit," Max said out loud when she turned around the corner and saw the chaos.
She jumped off her bike and hurried over.
Curious people were standing around the scene, pointing at the wounded man who lay helplessly on the street, but nobody helped out a single finger.
"Let me through!" She yelled as she pushed her way through the crowd of people.
"Oh my God," she said as she found Logan lying in the street.
"Someone call the ambulance!" She yelled to the people who were standing behind her.
.
Max kneeled down next to him and automatically placed her fingers in his neck to check his pulse.
"Logan, are you OK?" Max looked him into his eyes, trying to get his attention.
". . . I . . . screwed up. . ." Logan gasped.
"Where is Sophie?" Max rested her hand on top of his head.
"I lost her . . . its all my fault . . ." Logan felt himself going dizzy, like he was spinning around fast.
Max craned her neck to see if the paramedics were there yet.
.
"Arghh!" Logan screamed, when he tried to move. He felt a piercing pain in his side.
Max turned her head immediately back to Logan and saw his face wrinkled up in discomfort.
"Arghhh God, it hurts!" He cringed in pain and placed his hand on his sore side. It felt like if there were a hundred knifes stabbing him continuously.
"Lay still Logan," Max said calmly.
"I can't, it hurts too much," he cried.
"I know, I'm sorry," she patted his head, trying to comfort him without any success.
"Oh," he groaned. He had never felt so much pain before in his entire life.
"Logan, look at me, can you breath normally?"
"Yeah," he panted and focused on her eyes.
"Good," Max let out a little sigh of relief.
"You've got to tell me when it's getting difficult, OK?"
"Oh God," he groaned.
Max saw that he couldn't take it anymore.
"Breathe slowly, Logan. Concentrate on your breathing," she kept on talking to Logan, trying to distract him from the pain he was dealing with.
Max helped Logan to regulate his breathing by breathing with him.
.
Logan wanted to move again to find a more comfortable position, but something stopped him.
"Max. . ." He panted heavily and felt his head throbbing.
" . . . Max," he grabbed on to her jacket. " . . . I can't . . . I can't feel my legs."
Her eyes moved away from his and spotted some blood seeping from his bulletproof vest.
". . .My legs," he gasped, panicked.
"Oh shit," she mumbled under her breath and automatically placed her hands on each side of his head, flattening his spiked hair.
Logan tried to move his head up to see what was wrong with his legs, but Max's firm grip wouldn't let him.
"Lay still Logan, you're hurt," she looked seriously into his eyes, while trying to stabilize his neck and spine.
"Oh God, I can't feel . . . I don't feel them," he panicked. He had never felt this scared before.
"Logan, you're going to be OK," she promised him.
"It hurts too much." He yelped.
"I'm so sorry, I should have been there," she whispered.
.
Max regretted that she hadn't helped this guy out when he had asked her too. Why did she push him away like that?
Why did it break her heart to see this man in pain? Maybe she cared more for him than she thought.
Max snapped out of her thoughts when Logan groaned heavily.
She was worried about the back injury. Logan had lost a lot of blood. She had to do something.
But her hands were occupied, she had to stabilize his spine, any wrong movements could cause more damage. But then, she also had to make the bleeding stop.
.
"Damn it! They should have been here by now!" She grunted. Where were the paramedics?
Logan's eyes began to roll.
"Logan!" She yelled. "Stay awake!"
He didn't respond to her.
Max felt him going into shock. His body started to shake uncontrollably.
.
There was still no help in sight. Time was running out.
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More?
Make me happy and Please Review.