Disclaimer: Same as always
A/N: Not much to say this time, thanks for all your reviews!!!! Keep'em coming.
**
"Hey."
"Hello!" Max had walked up to a blond rather small guy in his early to mid thirties and was completely stunned when he kissed her passionately out of the blue. "How have you been, Julia?" He still had his arm possessively around her.
*
Logan frowned. He was sitting in his Aztek a few blocks down the street, following the conversation through a small device in Max's hair. "Julia?" He didn't understand, but there was not much he could do about it just now.
*
"Fine, thanks." Max suddenly realized what that had to mean. Those guys had something to do with her disappearance! She had read the lips correctly, and those guys knew her by the name Julia, too.
"What's with your looks? Why did you change it?"
"Don't you like it?" Max pouted.
*
Logan could follow the rest of the conversation; how Max used her wit and charm to convince those guy that she was perfect for the job. He had never doubted it anyway. Nobody could refuse his dark angel. He grinned proudly. Wait…his dark angel? Where had that come from?
*
Later that night they both returned to Fogle Tower. In uncomfortable silence they sat in the car in the garage.
"I'll better get going," Max finally announced.
"Come up with me for a moment, we need to talk this through."
"We can do that tomorrow," she tried to refuse.
"Max, I need to prepare some stuff and I need to know what exactly I'M dealing with. Besides, Asha…"
"She's here?"
"Max, this is a SW1 operation. Of course she is involved."
"I know that." Max bit her lips. The only thing that bothered her was that Asha was in his apartment, waiting for him, going to bed with him.
"Max?"
She took a deep breath, knowing fully well that it was necessary to talk this through.
"Okay, let's go."
Together they rode the elevator, both of them avoiding eye contact. Logan let her precede him to the door of his apartment, and then unlocked it.
Max immediately turned towards his office, she did not want this to be anything but business.
"Hey! How did it go?" Asha walked over to Logan and gave him a light kiss on the cheek, unaware of Max's eyes on her. "I was worried. This is not your kind of job."
Logan just shrugged and Max snorted. Apparently this chick knew nothing!
"I got the job," Max stated, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. "It's gonna take place tomorrow night."
"Good." Asha shyly smiled at her.
All of the sudden Logan let out a scream, grabbing the desk as his exoskeleton sputtered audibly. "Damn it."
Max automatically pushed his office chair closer so he could sit down before landing on his ass.
"Thanks."
Max nodded then concentrated on the task at hand, she wanted to get over with it. "Anyway, I'll go with those guys, steal the capsule, place a tracking device on the box they transport it in and leave the rest to SW1. No big dealio."
"Right." Asha swallowed down a remark about arrogance being a dangerous attitude in this business.
"I'll have your back again." Logan stated and smiled at Max insecurely.
A warm feeling rose in her, at least he still cared.
"I don't think that's necessary." Asha retorted.
"I think it is, if she gets in trouble I can pull some strings on the computer, stuff like that."
"It's too dangerous."
Max and Logan looked at each other, sharing a moment of silent understanding.
"I'll do it."
"He'll be fine. He's not a baby." Max added. 'We have done this before, you know.'
Instead she said: "They expect me tomorrow at five. I'll swing by here at three so we can et ready. Good night." With that she left the apartment.
*
Asha leaned against the desk and watched her boyfriend as he carefully tried to get up, the exoskeleton not working properly.
"Do you think this is gonna work?"
"Doesn't look good, damn. The last time this happened I was on wheels for three days."
"I'm not talking about this machine. I'M talking about Max."
Logan looked up, surprised. He had never even considered doubting it. But Asha didn't know her. "it is gonna work. Max is good." Then he frowned. "You don't like her, do you?"
Asha shrugged. "It's just…her attitude." 'And the way she looks at you with all the history you two apparently have.'
"You don't know her, and once you do, I'm sure you are gonna like her. Give her a chance." He held out his hand and Asha stepped closer. "I love you." He had sensed her feelings and discomfort. "No need to be jealous."
"I love you, too." Asha smiled back at him.
"And now could you please get me my chair so we can go to bed?"
"Sure."
**
TBC…
A/N: Not much to say this time, thanks for all your reviews!!!! Keep'em coming.
**
"Hey."
"Hello!" Max had walked up to a blond rather small guy in his early to mid thirties and was completely stunned when he kissed her passionately out of the blue. "How have you been, Julia?" He still had his arm possessively around her.
*
Logan frowned. He was sitting in his Aztek a few blocks down the street, following the conversation through a small device in Max's hair. "Julia?" He didn't understand, but there was not much he could do about it just now.
*
"Fine, thanks." Max suddenly realized what that had to mean. Those guys had something to do with her disappearance! She had read the lips correctly, and those guys knew her by the name Julia, too.
"What's with your looks? Why did you change it?"
"Don't you like it?" Max pouted.
*
Logan could follow the rest of the conversation; how Max used her wit and charm to convince those guy that she was perfect for the job. He had never doubted it anyway. Nobody could refuse his dark angel. He grinned proudly. Wait…his dark angel? Where had that come from?
*
Later that night they both returned to Fogle Tower. In uncomfortable silence they sat in the car in the garage.
"I'll better get going," Max finally announced.
"Come up with me for a moment, we need to talk this through."
"We can do that tomorrow," she tried to refuse.
"Max, I need to prepare some stuff and I need to know what exactly I'M dealing with. Besides, Asha…"
"She's here?"
"Max, this is a SW1 operation. Of course she is involved."
"I know that." Max bit her lips. The only thing that bothered her was that Asha was in his apartment, waiting for him, going to bed with him.
"Max?"
She took a deep breath, knowing fully well that it was necessary to talk this through.
"Okay, let's go."
Together they rode the elevator, both of them avoiding eye contact. Logan let her precede him to the door of his apartment, and then unlocked it.
Max immediately turned towards his office, she did not want this to be anything but business.
"Hey! How did it go?" Asha walked over to Logan and gave him a light kiss on the cheek, unaware of Max's eyes on her. "I was worried. This is not your kind of job."
Logan just shrugged and Max snorted. Apparently this chick knew nothing!
"I got the job," Max stated, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. "It's gonna take place tomorrow night."
"Good." Asha shyly smiled at her.
All of the sudden Logan let out a scream, grabbing the desk as his exoskeleton sputtered audibly. "Damn it."
Max automatically pushed his office chair closer so he could sit down before landing on his ass.
"Thanks."
Max nodded then concentrated on the task at hand, she wanted to get over with it. "Anyway, I'll go with those guys, steal the capsule, place a tracking device on the box they transport it in and leave the rest to SW1. No big dealio."
"Right." Asha swallowed down a remark about arrogance being a dangerous attitude in this business.
"I'll have your back again." Logan stated and smiled at Max insecurely.
A warm feeling rose in her, at least he still cared.
"I don't think that's necessary." Asha retorted.
"I think it is, if she gets in trouble I can pull some strings on the computer, stuff like that."
"It's too dangerous."
Max and Logan looked at each other, sharing a moment of silent understanding.
"I'll do it."
"He'll be fine. He's not a baby." Max added. 'We have done this before, you know.'
Instead she said: "They expect me tomorrow at five. I'll swing by here at three so we can et ready. Good night." With that she left the apartment.
*
Asha leaned against the desk and watched her boyfriend as he carefully tried to get up, the exoskeleton not working properly.
"Do you think this is gonna work?"
"Doesn't look good, damn. The last time this happened I was on wheels for three days."
"I'm not talking about this machine. I'M talking about Max."
Logan looked up, surprised. He had never even considered doubting it. But Asha didn't know her. "it is gonna work. Max is good." Then he frowned. "You don't like her, do you?"
Asha shrugged. "It's just…her attitude." 'And the way she looks at you with all the history you two apparently have.'
"You don't know her, and once you do, I'm sure you are gonna like her. Give her a chance." He held out his hand and Asha stepped closer. "I love you." He had sensed her feelings and discomfort. "No need to be jealous."
"I love you, too." Asha smiled back at him.
"And now could you please get me my chair so we can go to bed?"
"Sure."
**
TBC…
