Sorry it took me so long. But I kinda had lost my muse and motivation. Now I'm hopefully back and I already have another story up my sleeve. I just want to get finished with this one first. Maybe some encouraging reviews might help? :- )
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When Max entered the hospital flashes of past visits entered her mind: when she had first visited Logan after the accident, when she had returned for him after the second surgery. Each time she had been there to safe his life. Well, without her he wouldn't even have been there. If she had been there to help him in the first place, he wouldn't have had to go through any of this. And today he was back here because of her already again; she had almost taken his life. Hell, she meant nothing but trouble; she should just turn around and leave for good. How could she ever have blamed him for looking for a new girlfriend? A normal one, a human one. One that didn't constantly put him through danger and hurt.
Deep in thoughts she kept on walking, he was like a magnetic force, she couldn't resist him. She didn't notice a blonde coming towards her until Asha stood right in front of her.
"Max." Her voice was cold.
"Oh, hi. I didn't see you. How is he?"
"He is going to make it, no thanks to you."
"I'm sorry, I had no choice," Max started to defend herself.
"Save it. You almost killed him! And here you are, trying to tell him you love him."
"That guy would have shot him in the head! What was I supposed to do? Watch?" Max felt more insecure about it than she had hoped. Of course, she had risked his life! There probably had been another solution! Asha had every right to freak out.
No, she had done the only right thing! She had been his one and only chance to survive.
"I don't know what your problem is, Max," Asha rose to her full height. "But I want you to stay away from him. He has been through more than enough because of you. He's better off without you."
Even though Max could see the genuine concern for Logan in Asha's eyes, she couldn't help but feel hurt. "I don't think this is your decision to make."
"He's in hospital because of you!"
"Fine," Max's voice trembled slightly. "Tell him I said I'm sorry." She turned around and left the hospital as quick as possible, trying to fight back the tear that threatened to escape her eye. She would not cry, not because of something Asha had said!
*
Asha stared after the young brunette and took a deep breath. The look in Max's face had been one of deep sorrow and pain, but she didn't have the strength to worry about her boyfriend's ex. She had done the right thing, hadn't she? Logan didn't need Max. He had her, hadn't he?
She returned to his side and watched him sleep. It was no longer a medication induced, coma- like sleep; instead he seemed to be haunted by dreams now. His handsome, pale features were twisted and his eyes moved fast under the closed lids. It took her some time to make out his mumblings, but finally she clearly understood. "No, don't! Max! Don't go! Please! Max, I need ya!" He thrashed his arms weakly, sweat tickling down his face.
Asha gently tried to hold him down so he wouldn't pull out the IV. "Max!" It made tears come to her eyes. He still dreamt about her!
**
Logan could see her in the distance, at first fog disturbed his vision but he shakily moved closer. He felt weak and dizzy, but he couldn't resist the urge to see her more clearly. Something was wrong!
She was standing there, strong and beautiful, but something felt wrong. He couldn't get closer, she seemed to flow, and retreated motionlessly each time he thought he could reach out for her. He was breathing hard, chasing her, his legs trembling, and his stomach hurting. But he couldn't give up on her, not again! He needed her!
"No, don't! Max! Don't go! Please! Max, I need ya!" He stumbled and sank to the ground. When he looked up, Max was floating over him, smiling sadly down at him.
This was not good! "Max, I can't go through that again, I won't survive losing you again!"
Suddenly they were on the street in front of the hospital, Max leaning against a wall, tears running down her cheeks. "I can't stay, Logan. I'm trouble."
"No, you are everything to me!" Logan tried to get up, but his legs wouldn't support him. A wheelchair mocked him to his right.
"Look what I have done to you!" Max exclaimed desperately, and all of the sudden Logan was back in the forest, Max and that other guy hovering over him as he lay there, helplessly.
A gun was held to his head and he knew that this was the end. He closed his eyes to wait for his death. But all of the sudden, Max's voice saved him. He didn't quite understand what was going on and before he knew she heaved him up by his collar. Her eyes were full of hate, but there was something else beneath, something he couldn't quite place. Was it sorrow? Fear? Helplessness?
He knew all of the sudden, that Max was there to protect him. She would never kill him! He stared at the blade. Why was she holding it in her hand? Right, to attack those guys! But then she fastened her grip and looked straight in his eyes. "You never should have betrayed me," she spat out. Logan wondered if that had a double meaning when a sharp pain shot through his entire body. He felt blood float from a wound in his stomach immediately. Panicking he looked up at Max who had let go off him. No! No! That had to be a mistake. She would never hurt him! Then he felt a second impact. Somebody kicked him hard and he couldn't stop himself from tumbling down the slope.
Max! Max! His mind screamed, but she didn't come after him. She left him lying here, she knew he was helpless! He couldn't safe himself! How could she betray him like that! He loved her! He had always believed in her. She couldn't be a cold blooded soldier like Lydecker had wanted him to believe a long time ago! She wasn't like that!
But despite what he wanted to believe, he lay in the wilderness, far away from help and Max had stabbed him! His Max had hurt him! He could hear cars drive away. Maybe Max had stayed back and would come after him. He just had to stay awake!
He struggled against the blackness that threatened to engulf him, but eventually he felt himself lose his last bit of strength. Max wouldn't come back, he was forced to conclude. He would die right here. But it didn't matter. If he had lost her, and with her all that mattered to him, all that he believed in, he could just as well die right here, right now.
But then something in him forced him to stay awake for one last thought. No! No matter what had gone on up there? Max wouldn't betray him. He believed in her, forever and for always. He loved her, and he knew she loved him! With that thought he finally drifted away. Fog engulfed him and he lay in eternal blackness without any feeling for time.
Suddenly bright light hurt his eyes and when he had finally adjusted and could finally force his eyes open a bit. He could see Max, leaning against the wall in the street again.
She leaned down to where he was lying on the sidewalk. "Goodbye," she whispered and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. He tried to reach out for her, to hold her, but he just couldn't grasp her. She just slipped through his hand, like a ghost and all of the sudden he was alone, her dark, beautiful eyes slowly disappearing towards the sky.
"I love you, Max. I need you!" he whispered in desperation before everything went black again.
TBC…
Well, Original D, I hope you like this. The dream sequence exists because of you!
**
When Max entered the hospital flashes of past visits entered her mind: when she had first visited Logan after the accident, when she had returned for him after the second surgery. Each time she had been there to safe his life. Well, without her he wouldn't even have been there. If she had been there to help him in the first place, he wouldn't have had to go through any of this. And today he was back here because of her already again; she had almost taken his life. Hell, she meant nothing but trouble; she should just turn around and leave for good. How could she ever have blamed him for looking for a new girlfriend? A normal one, a human one. One that didn't constantly put him through danger and hurt.
Deep in thoughts she kept on walking, he was like a magnetic force, she couldn't resist him. She didn't notice a blonde coming towards her until Asha stood right in front of her.
"Max." Her voice was cold.
"Oh, hi. I didn't see you. How is he?"
"He is going to make it, no thanks to you."
"I'm sorry, I had no choice," Max started to defend herself.
"Save it. You almost killed him! And here you are, trying to tell him you love him."
"That guy would have shot him in the head! What was I supposed to do? Watch?" Max felt more insecure about it than she had hoped. Of course, she had risked his life! There probably had been another solution! Asha had every right to freak out.
No, she had done the only right thing! She had been his one and only chance to survive.
"I don't know what your problem is, Max," Asha rose to her full height. "But I want you to stay away from him. He has been through more than enough because of you. He's better off without you."
Even though Max could see the genuine concern for Logan in Asha's eyes, she couldn't help but feel hurt. "I don't think this is your decision to make."
"He's in hospital because of you!"
"Fine," Max's voice trembled slightly. "Tell him I said I'm sorry." She turned around and left the hospital as quick as possible, trying to fight back the tear that threatened to escape her eye. She would not cry, not because of something Asha had said!
*
Asha stared after the young brunette and took a deep breath. The look in Max's face had been one of deep sorrow and pain, but she didn't have the strength to worry about her boyfriend's ex. She had done the right thing, hadn't she? Logan didn't need Max. He had her, hadn't he?
She returned to his side and watched him sleep. It was no longer a medication induced, coma- like sleep; instead he seemed to be haunted by dreams now. His handsome, pale features were twisted and his eyes moved fast under the closed lids. It took her some time to make out his mumblings, but finally she clearly understood. "No, don't! Max! Don't go! Please! Max, I need ya!" He thrashed his arms weakly, sweat tickling down his face.
Asha gently tried to hold him down so he wouldn't pull out the IV. "Max!" It made tears come to her eyes. He still dreamt about her!
**
Logan could see her in the distance, at first fog disturbed his vision but he shakily moved closer. He felt weak and dizzy, but he couldn't resist the urge to see her more clearly. Something was wrong!
She was standing there, strong and beautiful, but something felt wrong. He couldn't get closer, she seemed to flow, and retreated motionlessly each time he thought he could reach out for her. He was breathing hard, chasing her, his legs trembling, and his stomach hurting. But he couldn't give up on her, not again! He needed her!
"No, don't! Max! Don't go! Please! Max, I need ya!" He stumbled and sank to the ground. When he looked up, Max was floating over him, smiling sadly down at him.
This was not good! "Max, I can't go through that again, I won't survive losing you again!"
Suddenly they were on the street in front of the hospital, Max leaning against a wall, tears running down her cheeks. "I can't stay, Logan. I'm trouble."
"No, you are everything to me!" Logan tried to get up, but his legs wouldn't support him. A wheelchair mocked him to his right.
"Look what I have done to you!" Max exclaimed desperately, and all of the sudden Logan was back in the forest, Max and that other guy hovering over him as he lay there, helplessly.
A gun was held to his head and he knew that this was the end. He closed his eyes to wait for his death. But all of the sudden, Max's voice saved him. He didn't quite understand what was going on and before he knew she heaved him up by his collar. Her eyes were full of hate, but there was something else beneath, something he couldn't quite place. Was it sorrow? Fear? Helplessness?
He knew all of the sudden, that Max was there to protect him. She would never kill him! He stared at the blade. Why was she holding it in her hand? Right, to attack those guys! But then she fastened her grip and looked straight in his eyes. "You never should have betrayed me," she spat out. Logan wondered if that had a double meaning when a sharp pain shot through his entire body. He felt blood float from a wound in his stomach immediately. Panicking he looked up at Max who had let go off him. No! No! That had to be a mistake. She would never hurt him! Then he felt a second impact. Somebody kicked him hard and he couldn't stop himself from tumbling down the slope.
Max! Max! His mind screamed, but she didn't come after him. She left him lying here, she knew he was helpless! He couldn't safe himself! How could she betray him like that! He loved her! He had always believed in her. She couldn't be a cold blooded soldier like Lydecker had wanted him to believe a long time ago! She wasn't like that!
But despite what he wanted to believe, he lay in the wilderness, far away from help and Max had stabbed him! His Max had hurt him! He could hear cars drive away. Maybe Max had stayed back and would come after him. He just had to stay awake!
He struggled against the blackness that threatened to engulf him, but eventually he felt himself lose his last bit of strength. Max wouldn't come back, he was forced to conclude. He would die right here. But it didn't matter. If he had lost her, and with her all that mattered to him, all that he believed in, he could just as well die right here, right now.
But then something in him forced him to stay awake for one last thought. No! No matter what had gone on up there? Max wouldn't betray him. He believed in her, forever and for always. He loved her, and he knew she loved him! With that thought he finally drifted away. Fog engulfed him and he lay in eternal blackness without any feeling for time.
Suddenly bright light hurt his eyes and when he had finally adjusted and could finally force his eyes open a bit. He could see Max, leaning against the wall in the street again.
She leaned down to where he was lying on the sidewalk. "Goodbye," she whispered and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. He tried to reach out for her, to hold her, but he just couldn't grasp her. She just slipped through his hand, like a ghost and all of the sudden he was alone, her dark, beautiful eyes slowly disappearing towards the sky.
"I love you, Max. I need you!" he whispered in desperation before everything went black again.
TBC…
Well, Original D, I hope you like this. The dream sequence exists because of you!
