Disclamer: I dont own Dark Angel

Song is: Lean On Me BY: Bill Withers

Zack sat in the living room of Jondy's apartment. Samantha played with blocks on the floor in front of him.

Jondy was trying to stay calm and Zack really appreciated that especially when this had to bring back bad memories of when Jordan had been taken. Zack had packed up all of the stuff in the apartment, called landlord, and paid the rent for the next two months so the man wouldn't be angry for them going out on their lease. Jondy had called Tinga, Syl, Jondy, Kritt, Brin, and Zane. They were all on their way to the house. Zack wouldn't let himself think that he wouldn't see them again. He had to believe that Max would be around to bug and nag him later. Jondy answered the door as various siblings piled in the house. They had all came to save their youngest sister.

*~*~*~*

Logan jerked awake. He had a sudden feeling of terror flowing through him. Dread crept into his brain. Something was wrong. He hurried into the nursery and looked at Tristan who was sleeping peacefully. Somehow he knew that Tristan wasn't the one who was responsible for the waves of terror and dread. Max, he knew that it was her. He had felt it at various points through the last year or so. But it had never had been this strong. The terror was running like waves off of his body. It was so intense. Something must be wrong, very wrong. He tried to remember the images he had seen in the dream that had woken him. Max was strapped to a table in some sort of lab, Max screaming in pain, the cold look in the doctors eyes as he did things to her that even Logan's vivid imagination couldn't even come up with. Things that would kill a normal person. He had a short brief flash of a baby with strawberry tinted curls just as he woke. Logan let go of a sob. Logan Michael Cale never cried. The only exceptions being the day his parents Tristan And Abigail Marie Cale, and his older sister Brieanna Nicole died, And the day that Asha had been taken from him. But the fear was unlike anything that he had ever experienced. He was terrified that his love would never find her way back to him.

Afraid to go back to sleep Logan looked at the clock 3:58 in the morning. He went into the kitchen to make some coffee and to warm up a bottle for his six month old son. He would be awake soon anyways. Tristan's morning wake-up call came only ten minutes later. Cindy would be here in two forty-five minutes to watch Tristan so Logan could meet with one of his contacts. He decided that he wouldn't tell Cindy about his dream, he didn't want to worry her. She worried about Max enough. He decided to go ahead and make breakfast. Cindy would eat when she came over. She didn't eat enough anymore. With Max gone and Asha dead Cindy had become his lifeline. She had quit her job at Jampony so she could help Logan with Tris so Logan had payed for her to rent an older two bedroom apartment close by. So she wasn't squatting anymore. Logan tried to gather his thoughts, to get his mind off Max and the dream. He had to believe Max was alright. Because if she died he would surely die too.

*~*~*~*

Max closed her eyes as the sympathetic nurse pulled the pieces of wire out of the vessels in her arms. The woman rubbed ointment on the blisters that the wire had given her. But she couldn't do anything for the burning inside. It was the only nurse that had taken the time to do that most would remove the wire and then cover the bloody marks with gaus4e and leave. While she worked she started to hum and than she began to sing softly.

~***~ Sometimes in our lives

we all have pain, we all have sorrow

But, if we are wise

we know that there's always tomorrow

Lean on me, when you're not strong

and I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry on

For, it wont be long

Till I'm gonna need somebody to lean on.

Please swallow your pride

If I have things you need to borrow

For noone can fill

those of your needs that you won't let show

You can call on me brother, when you need a hand

We all need somebody to lean on

I might have a problem that you'll understand

We all need somebody to lean on

Lean on me, when you're not strong

And I'll be your friend, I ll help you carry on

For, it won't be long

Till I'm gonna need somebody to lean on

If there's a load

you have to bear, that you can't carry

I'm right up your road

I'll share your load if you just call me

Call me i8f you need a friend

Call me...~***~

Max listened to the music. She was so terrified, she had never been so scared in her life. Eliza was in here somewhere. Max hoped that she was being treated better. She was only fourteen months old. She didn't know any of the things Max knew. Names and locations.

"Oh, God please keep my baby safe, please." Max pleaded silently.