Disclaimer: Let's be honest with ourselves. Would I be a broke student
writing fic if I *owned* this? Nuh-uh, don't think so.
A/n: Takes place after Rising
A/n2: (I swear I'll leave you alone after this) A note for all those diehard M/L-ers out there: I know it's hard to get inspired these days, what w/ the flood of M/A fic and all, but we have to stay strong! If you want reviews, review other M/L fic.I know how hard it is to get reviews, trust me (*hint*).and thanks to Teris Xenite for the suggestion there! ***************************************************************** The night was cold, and there was a brownout here, in the dead of winter, but Max didn't notice any of it. All she noticed was the wine glass in her hand, and the candles all around, and the man next to her with his eyes boring into her soul.
"So anyway, Bling's been.Max? Max, you with me?"
"Huh? Uh.yeah. Guess I just zoned out a minute." Can't tell him the truth, can I? Nah, that would be too weird. "Yeah, guess I just got lost in your eyes." Uh-huh, that would work.
"So, anything new with you lately?"
Damn, now he's acting all concerned.doesn't he know how hard it already *is* to not love him? He has to make it harder? "Nothin' really. Just your run-of-the-mill escaped government project life." She added a bitter laugh to the end, turning her own pity into a joke. "How 'bout you? Anything new in the 'fight against evil' and all that?"
"Nothing as far as I can tell. My informants have been kind of.quiet lately. Maybe the world's finally shaping up."
Max shook her head, a sarcastic grin slipping into place. "Now, Logan. You should know not to jinx yourself like that. Or me, for that matter." She stretched gracefully, just as her pager blared. She returned Original Cindy's call on her newly acquired cell phone.
"Talk to me, girl."
"Hey, boo." Cindy struggled to have her voice heard above the bar's crowd. "You gonna be here any time tonight?"
"Ahh.I forgot, Cin. I'm over at-"
"Logan's, I know, I know. Ain't you always? And you say you two 'aren't like that'."
"We're not! Look, I'll make it up to you. I'll be there tomorrow night, and you'll have my undivided attention."
"You promise? Not that I don't trust you, but, y'know."
"I promise. I'll be home later, alright?"
"Fine, boo. I'll see you."
"Lata."
Max looked at Logan apologetically, just as the brownout ended. "That was OC. I think I'm supposed to go pacify her now. Gotta blaze."
"Right. I'll see you tomorrow?"
"Gonna have to make it Wednesday. She's feeling a little left out; I promised her some one-on-one."
"Okay, then Wednesday it is." Logan accompanied her to the door, touching her arm for the briefest second before she left. ***************************************************************** Just as Max entered her apartment, she felt a familiar twitch at the base of her neck. Dammit, not now! She tried to beat the seizure; tried to make it to her meds before it went full-blown, but she couldn't. She dropped to the floor an instant after the shakes began.
*Flash* Max watched her foster father beating Lucy while she hid in the closet
*Flash* Max cowered under the force of her foster father's blows
*Flash* Max watched the effect the Pulse was having on the rest of the country.I knew he'd do something like this! She remembered, based on information in her file, that today was her birthday. This was a message, I know it.
*End Flash*
Max woke to find herself back on Logan's couch. "L-Logan?"
"Hey, you. Feeling better?"
"How'd I get here?" She relaxed into his arms, allowing him to hold her. "Cindy called me.you had a bad seizure. We thought you might be more comfortable here."
"I.did I say anything?"
"Something about.Lucy?"
"My foster sister." She remembered her other flashbacks; knew she had to tell Logan. "Logan? This.this is kinda a weird question, but bear with me, alright?"
"Of course.what is it, Max?"
"Where were you when the Pulse hit?"
*****************************************************************' And here we reach the end. This is the point where I tell you to review, because I do *not* beg. Okay, maybe just this once.please review??
A/n: I realize that my chapters are usually horribly short.I just get writer's block (or on rare occasions, I just can't stop writing) if I keep going. I promise that future chapters will be long (not the next one, because I already have it written)
A/n: Preview: in the next chapter, we learn more about our characters' pasts, and how Logan's parents died (and yes, I may deviate away from information provided by the show- i.e. Max's birthday- but it works for the purposes of the story)
And now you get to go review!
A/n: Takes place after Rising
A/n2: (I swear I'll leave you alone after this) A note for all those diehard M/L-ers out there: I know it's hard to get inspired these days, what w/ the flood of M/A fic and all, but we have to stay strong! If you want reviews, review other M/L fic.I know how hard it is to get reviews, trust me (*hint*).and thanks to Teris Xenite for the suggestion there! ***************************************************************** The night was cold, and there was a brownout here, in the dead of winter, but Max didn't notice any of it. All she noticed was the wine glass in her hand, and the candles all around, and the man next to her with his eyes boring into her soul.
"So anyway, Bling's been.Max? Max, you with me?"
"Huh? Uh.yeah. Guess I just zoned out a minute." Can't tell him the truth, can I? Nah, that would be too weird. "Yeah, guess I just got lost in your eyes." Uh-huh, that would work.
"So, anything new with you lately?"
Damn, now he's acting all concerned.doesn't he know how hard it already *is* to not love him? He has to make it harder? "Nothin' really. Just your run-of-the-mill escaped government project life." She added a bitter laugh to the end, turning her own pity into a joke. "How 'bout you? Anything new in the 'fight against evil' and all that?"
"Nothing as far as I can tell. My informants have been kind of.quiet lately. Maybe the world's finally shaping up."
Max shook her head, a sarcastic grin slipping into place. "Now, Logan. You should know not to jinx yourself like that. Or me, for that matter." She stretched gracefully, just as her pager blared. She returned Original Cindy's call on her newly acquired cell phone.
"Talk to me, girl."
"Hey, boo." Cindy struggled to have her voice heard above the bar's crowd. "You gonna be here any time tonight?"
"Ahh.I forgot, Cin. I'm over at-"
"Logan's, I know, I know. Ain't you always? And you say you two 'aren't like that'."
"We're not! Look, I'll make it up to you. I'll be there tomorrow night, and you'll have my undivided attention."
"You promise? Not that I don't trust you, but, y'know."
"I promise. I'll be home later, alright?"
"Fine, boo. I'll see you."
"Lata."
Max looked at Logan apologetically, just as the brownout ended. "That was OC. I think I'm supposed to go pacify her now. Gotta blaze."
"Right. I'll see you tomorrow?"
"Gonna have to make it Wednesday. She's feeling a little left out; I promised her some one-on-one."
"Okay, then Wednesday it is." Logan accompanied her to the door, touching her arm for the briefest second before she left. ***************************************************************** Just as Max entered her apartment, she felt a familiar twitch at the base of her neck. Dammit, not now! She tried to beat the seizure; tried to make it to her meds before it went full-blown, but she couldn't. She dropped to the floor an instant after the shakes began.
*Flash* Max watched her foster father beating Lucy while she hid in the closet
*Flash* Max cowered under the force of her foster father's blows
*Flash* Max watched the effect the Pulse was having on the rest of the country.I knew he'd do something like this! She remembered, based on information in her file, that today was her birthday. This was a message, I know it.
*End Flash*
Max woke to find herself back on Logan's couch. "L-Logan?"
"Hey, you. Feeling better?"
"How'd I get here?" She relaxed into his arms, allowing him to hold her. "Cindy called me.you had a bad seizure. We thought you might be more comfortable here."
"I.did I say anything?"
"Something about.Lucy?"
"My foster sister." She remembered her other flashbacks; knew she had to tell Logan. "Logan? This.this is kinda a weird question, but bear with me, alright?"
"Of course.what is it, Max?"
"Where were you when the Pulse hit?"
*****************************************************************' And here we reach the end. This is the point where I tell you to review, because I do *not* beg. Okay, maybe just this once.please review??
A/n: I realize that my chapters are usually horribly short.I just get writer's block (or on rare occasions, I just can't stop writing) if I keep going. I promise that future chapters will be long (not the next one, because I already have it written)
A/n: Preview: in the next chapter, we learn more about our characters' pasts, and how Logan's parents died (and yes, I may deviate away from information provided by the show- i.e. Max's birthday- but it works for the purposes of the story)
And now you get to go review!
