Disclaimer: The usual!
A/N: Well, first of all thank a lot for all your reviews, it's good to know there are a few people out there reading this!!
Well, I'm sorry if Logan's appearing a little weak, and maybe he seems out of character, which is absolutely possible as everybody has his or her own opinion.
I just think this is an extreme situation and who can blame any person for being a little desperate and "weak" when something like this happens? It doesn't mean I think Logan's a whiny, I actually think he's pretty strong- but in a situation like this. Come on, cut him/ me some slack here!
On another matter: I've already written the whole story, unfortunately by hand, so I still have to find the time to type it, and I went through it again and tried to get a little more action into it- I'm just too bad at that! So whoever is expecting an action story might get disappointed. This is mainly about feelings. Guess I'm hopeless.
Please keep writing (and reviewing) despite all the shortcomings (incl. grammar, vocabulary and spelling- no native speaker) - I'll try my best!!
And now: Enjoy!!
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LIKE A BAD DREAM 4
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"I think I've got it!"
"Cool, and now? You ain't got Max's number?"
Logan sighed. "No. Damn it." He'd always hoped she would call so he could tell her he was doing some research and ask her for a way to contact her. He also desperately needed to hear her voice, to make sure she was alright. "I haven't heard from her ever since she left."
"I'm sure she's fine." Cindy offered, understanding the deeper meaning, that this was not just about him giving her some information. "She's a big girl."
"Yeah," he answered half-heartedly.
"How are things going with Hope?"
Logan shrugged. "Great. She misses Max. I try my best, but it's not the same. Apart from that, we're great." He took a sip to hide his desperation, but when he looked up at Cindy he realized that he hadn't fooled her and probably never could.
"Okay. I miss her," he admitted, slightly ashamed of someone seeing through him like this. "I miss her so much. I know it's only been three days and I'm probably just overreacting - and it's totally unlike me. But I've been here before, and all those feelings seem to surface again. I'm so scared she won't be back. I can't go through it, not already again."
Original Cindy looked at him intently. She was a little shocked he had spoken so openly, she hadn't expected that from the usually well-guarded guy who always seemed in control. "I do understand you, but I also know my Boo. If she said she will be back, she'll be back. She ain't a liar. Maybe a thief, sometimes, but no liar." She smiled, hoping to cheer him up a little.
And indeed, she could see his lips move a little to form the slightest hint of a grin. "You really know her, huh?"
Cindy nodded defiantly. "She ain't been my homegirl for nothin'." She stood up straighter, raising her eyebrows. "And now will you wheel your skinny white ass in that kitchen of yours and whip up some culinary miracle? You need to eat, and I'll make sure of that. Don't want Max to kick my ass when she comes back and you're all skin'n bones."
Logan sighed. He couldn't do much else anyway, not until Max…suddenly the phone rang and he spun around and answered breathlessly after the second ring. "Yeah?"
"Hi, how's my favourite houseman?"
"Max! Oh my God, you're okay, right?"
"'Course I am. How's my baby doing?"
"She's great," Logan stammered. "We just miss you."
"I miss ya, too."
"When will you be back?" He knew it was a childish question, but he couldn't help it.
"I dunno. We've gotten nowhere so far. Logan, I can't talk …"
"Listen, I've done some research. Bling and I figured that whoever went after Zack had to be involved in Manticore one way or the other. We decided to look into those who had left Manticore before the whole Renfro episode, or else they would easily have found you," Logan quickly explained.
"Makes sense," Max agreed, the idea of someone coming after her while in Seattle with her family sent a shiver down her spine.
"Well, good thing I'd kept all the files I'd found back when I did all the research on Manticore after you were… gone. Well, I started to go through all former employees and only minutes ago I came up with one weird thing: a doctor and a psychiatrist whose only connection is that they lost their jobs at the same time, for similar reasons: betrayal. Apparently they had tried to steal secret information. I can't say what kind of information, but that's not so important I think. Anyway, four days ago they both happened to book rooms in the same motel in Denver, Colorado. Wasn't that where Zack was kidnapped?"
He heard Max whistle. "Could you follow their track any further?"
"One of the guys rented a van in Denver. He hasn't returned it yet, but he got a ticket for speeding in a small town in Montana the day before yesterday."
"Can you give me all the information on the guys and the car you have?"
"Sure. Dr. Steven Sullivan and Dr. Thomas Fenner…" He rambled down all the information he had, knowing that Max would remember it all. The he fell silent, not knowing what else to say, but not wanting to end the call either. "Max…" he started hoarsely.
"Logan…"
"I know you have to do that, but please be careful."
"Of course. Haven't I always?"
"Can you give me a number where I can get in touch with you? Anything?"
"Logan, please, don't…"
"I know." In fact he had known the answer. For a soldier on a mission like she was now, it would be a fatal faux pas.
"I have to go."
"Sure." He swallowed.
"Hug Hope and tell her I love her and miss her awfully."
"Of course." He could hear her voice crack.
"And I miss you," she whispered.
"I love you."
"I love you, too." And then he could hear the connection being broken. He slowly reached for the headset he had been wearing and took it off. He wriggled the cable around the earpiece and put it down on his desk.
Then he sat there, motionless, staring into emptiness until he felt arms come around his shoulders.
Original Cindy's unexpected gesture and the unusual physical touch with another person other than Max, Hope or Bling, was almost his undoing. For a second he allowed himself to feel the comfort, then he took a deep breath and reached out for the young woman's hand. "Thank you," he whispered.
"You're welcome." She squeezed his hand. "And now let's get movin'. I'm starving!"
TBC…
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What do you think?
Is Logan way out of character? Then I could maybe give it another shot?
A/N: Well, first of all thank a lot for all your reviews, it's good to know there are a few people out there reading this!!
Well, I'm sorry if Logan's appearing a little weak, and maybe he seems out of character, which is absolutely possible as everybody has his or her own opinion.
I just think this is an extreme situation and who can blame any person for being a little desperate and "weak" when something like this happens? It doesn't mean I think Logan's a whiny, I actually think he's pretty strong- but in a situation like this. Come on, cut him/ me some slack here!
On another matter: I've already written the whole story, unfortunately by hand, so I still have to find the time to type it, and I went through it again and tried to get a little more action into it- I'm just too bad at that! So whoever is expecting an action story might get disappointed. This is mainly about feelings. Guess I'm hopeless.
Please keep writing (and reviewing) despite all the shortcomings (incl. grammar, vocabulary and spelling- no native speaker) - I'll try my best!!
And now: Enjoy!!
**
LIKE A BAD DREAM 4
*
"I think I've got it!"
"Cool, and now? You ain't got Max's number?"
Logan sighed. "No. Damn it." He'd always hoped she would call so he could tell her he was doing some research and ask her for a way to contact her. He also desperately needed to hear her voice, to make sure she was alright. "I haven't heard from her ever since she left."
"I'm sure she's fine." Cindy offered, understanding the deeper meaning, that this was not just about him giving her some information. "She's a big girl."
"Yeah," he answered half-heartedly.
"How are things going with Hope?"
Logan shrugged. "Great. She misses Max. I try my best, but it's not the same. Apart from that, we're great." He took a sip to hide his desperation, but when he looked up at Cindy he realized that he hadn't fooled her and probably never could.
"Okay. I miss her," he admitted, slightly ashamed of someone seeing through him like this. "I miss her so much. I know it's only been three days and I'm probably just overreacting - and it's totally unlike me. But I've been here before, and all those feelings seem to surface again. I'm so scared she won't be back. I can't go through it, not already again."
Original Cindy looked at him intently. She was a little shocked he had spoken so openly, she hadn't expected that from the usually well-guarded guy who always seemed in control. "I do understand you, but I also know my Boo. If she said she will be back, she'll be back. She ain't a liar. Maybe a thief, sometimes, but no liar." She smiled, hoping to cheer him up a little.
And indeed, she could see his lips move a little to form the slightest hint of a grin. "You really know her, huh?"
Cindy nodded defiantly. "She ain't been my homegirl for nothin'." She stood up straighter, raising her eyebrows. "And now will you wheel your skinny white ass in that kitchen of yours and whip up some culinary miracle? You need to eat, and I'll make sure of that. Don't want Max to kick my ass when she comes back and you're all skin'n bones."
Logan sighed. He couldn't do much else anyway, not until Max…suddenly the phone rang and he spun around and answered breathlessly after the second ring. "Yeah?"
"Hi, how's my favourite houseman?"
"Max! Oh my God, you're okay, right?"
"'Course I am. How's my baby doing?"
"She's great," Logan stammered. "We just miss you."
"I miss ya, too."
"When will you be back?" He knew it was a childish question, but he couldn't help it.
"I dunno. We've gotten nowhere so far. Logan, I can't talk …"
"Listen, I've done some research. Bling and I figured that whoever went after Zack had to be involved in Manticore one way or the other. We decided to look into those who had left Manticore before the whole Renfro episode, or else they would easily have found you," Logan quickly explained.
"Makes sense," Max agreed, the idea of someone coming after her while in Seattle with her family sent a shiver down her spine.
"Well, good thing I'd kept all the files I'd found back when I did all the research on Manticore after you were… gone. Well, I started to go through all former employees and only minutes ago I came up with one weird thing: a doctor and a psychiatrist whose only connection is that they lost their jobs at the same time, for similar reasons: betrayal. Apparently they had tried to steal secret information. I can't say what kind of information, but that's not so important I think. Anyway, four days ago they both happened to book rooms in the same motel in Denver, Colorado. Wasn't that where Zack was kidnapped?"
He heard Max whistle. "Could you follow their track any further?"
"One of the guys rented a van in Denver. He hasn't returned it yet, but he got a ticket for speeding in a small town in Montana the day before yesterday."
"Can you give me all the information on the guys and the car you have?"
"Sure. Dr. Steven Sullivan and Dr. Thomas Fenner…" He rambled down all the information he had, knowing that Max would remember it all. The he fell silent, not knowing what else to say, but not wanting to end the call either. "Max…" he started hoarsely.
"Logan…"
"I know you have to do that, but please be careful."
"Of course. Haven't I always?"
"Can you give me a number where I can get in touch with you? Anything?"
"Logan, please, don't…"
"I know." In fact he had known the answer. For a soldier on a mission like she was now, it would be a fatal faux pas.
"I have to go."
"Sure." He swallowed.
"Hug Hope and tell her I love her and miss her awfully."
"Of course." He could hear her voice crack.
"And I miss you," she whispered.
"I love you."
"I love you, too." And then he could hear the connection being broken. He slowly reached for the headset he had been wearing and took it off. He wriggled the cable around the earpiece and put it down on his desk.
Then he sat there, motionless, staring into emptiness until he felt arms come around his shoulders.
Original Cindy's unexpected gesture and the unusual physical touch with another person other than Max, Hope or Bling, was almost his undoing. For a second he allowed himself to feel the comfort, then he took a deep breath and reached out for the young woman's hand. "Thank you," he whispered.
"You're welcome." She squeezed his hand. "And now let's get movin'. I'm starving!"
TBC…
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What do you think?
Is Logan way out of character? Then I could maybe give it another shot?