Title: Hold On
Author: silverdragon17
Rating: PG13 or maybe R13? I dunno.
Pairings: Max/Alec
Disclaimer: I am still relishing the unfortune of bad luck due to the breaking of a mirror which earns me seven years of bad luck. So unluckily, I own nothing.
Spoilers: Season Two of Dark Angel. Right after the last episode: 'Freak Nation'.
Summary: Its New Years Eve in Terminal City, and everyone is enjoying it. But the next few days erased all of that, when transgenics starts getting killed.
Chapter Two
A knock resonated on Max's office door, interrupting her from her work. She looked up from the documents she was reading and yelled out a polite 'come in.'
The wooden door opened to reveal a bored looking Alec. "Logan's here Max. Says he wants to speak to you."
"Bring him in," Max said in a casual tone, ignoring the speed her heartbeat was going. After Logan had moved out of TC, they had started to drift apart once again. And something inside Max had been shifting every time he was around. It was like-she didn't love him anymore.
"Logan!" Alec called out. "You may enter the humble, or not so humble abode of the mighty Max." That earned him a glare from Max's direction. With a cocky grin, Alec left, and in walked Logan himself.
"Hey," Logan said awkwardly, seating himself on the empty chair in front of her desk.
Max plastered a polite smile on her face before echoing his greeting. "So uhm, what brings you here?" Max asked, shuffling the papers around on her table. It was during conversations like these that she liked to do something else besides staring into his ugly face. 'Whoa, where'd that come from?' she thought, feeling a guilty blush crawl up her cheeks.
Logan must've mistaken it for something else because he took her hand. Max did a double take before noticing that he was wearing gloves. Resisting the urge to withdraw her hand, she forced a smile back on her face.
"I just want you to know that I'm always here for you," Logan said in what he thought was a 'debonair' voice. But in which to Max, sounded particularly corny.
"Uh, sure of course." Max said uncomfortably.
"And that I will always love you." Logan continued, squeezing her hand gently. It was more than Max could take. She snatched her hand away from him and smiled half-heartedly at him.
"Look Logan," Max started uneasily. "No offense or anything, but I-I like you more as a friend now, nothing more." She said. A flash of hurt and sadness flickered across Logan's ageing face. He opened his mouth to say something when the door once again opened. It was Alec.
"Max, we have some new arrivals," Alec informed her, glancing at Logan then back at Max. "Thought you might want to know."
"I'll be there in a few," Max said grateful for the interruption. Alec nodded and closed the door behind him.
Logan had a cold frown on his face. "It's him, isn't it." It was more of a statement than a question, but Max offered an explanation anyway.
"Logan, you know I said that to keep you away." Max said exasperatedly.
"Doesn't look that way to me. I've heard some things around here in TC." Logan said frostily. "Why don't you just say it Max? That you love Alec more than you love me!" he shouted bitterly as he stood up.
"Logan!" Max said standing up as well. "Get a hold of yourself! Where the hell would you get such an idea? I love you just as I love Alec! I love you both as nothing but friends." She was getting irritated with Logan. She was doing her best to remain calm, and he had to blow the roof out of some stupid rumor that has been flying around TC. Logan looked near to tears, which just seemed to annoy Max all the more. "I think we're done here." She said silently. "I'll talk to you tomorrow. I have some business to attend to."
And with that she walked out of her office, leaving a very confused and tart Logan behind.
A/N: Review. Review. Review. Review. Review. Review.
Author: silverdragon17
Rating: PG13 or maybe R13? I dunno.
Pairings: Max/Alec
Disclaimer: I am still relishing the unfortune of bad luck due to the breaking of a mirror which earns me seven years of bad luck. So unluckily, I own nothing.
Spoilers: Season Two of Dark Angel. Right after the last episode: 'Freak Nation'.
Summary: Its New Years Eve in Terminal City, and everyone is enjoying it. But the next few days erased all of that, when transgenics starts getting killed.
Chapter Two
A knock resonated on Max's office door, interrupting her from her work. She looked up from the documents she was reading and yelled out a polite 'come in.'
The wooden door opened to reveal a bored looking Alec. "Logan's here Max. Says he wants to speak to you."
"Bring him in," Max said in a casual tone, ignoring the speed her heartbeat was going. After Logan had moved out of TC, they had started to drift apart once again. And something inside Max had been shifting every time he was around. It was like-she didn't love him anymore.
"Logan!" Alec called out. "You may enter the humble, or not so humble abode of the mighty Max." That earned him a glare from Max's direction. With a cocky grin, Alec left, and in walked Logan himself.
"Hey," Logan said awkwardly, seating himself on the empty chair in front of her desk.
Max plastered a polite smile on her face before echoing his greeting. "So uhm, what brings you here?" Max asked, shuffling the papers around on her table. It was during conversations like these that she liked to do something else besides staring into his ugly face. 'Whoa, where'd that come from?' she thought, feeling a guilty blush crawl up her cheeks.
Logan must've mistaken it for something else because he took her hand. Max did a double take before noticing that he was wearing gloves. Resisting the urge to withdraw her hand, she forced a smile back on her face.
"I just want you to know that I'm always here for you," Logan said in what he thought was a 'debonair' voice. But in which to Max, sounded particularly corny.
"Uh, sure of course." Max said uncomfortably.
"And that I will always love you." Logan continued, squeezing her hand gently. It was more than Max could take. She snatched her hand away from him and smiled half-heartedly at him.
"Look Logan," Max started uneasily. "No offense or anything, but I-I like you more as a friend now, nothing more." She said. A flash of hurt and sadness flickered across Logan's ageing face. He opened his mouth to say something when the door once again opened. It was Alec.
"Max, we have some new arrivals," Alec informed her, glancing at Logan then back at Max. "Thought you might want to know."
"I'll be there in a few," Max said grateful for the interruption. Alec nodded and closed the door behind him.
Logan had a cold frown on his face. "It's him, isn't it." It was more of a statement than a question, but Max offered an explanation anyway.
"Logan, you know I said that to keep you away." Max said exasperatedly.
"Doesn't look that way to me. I've heard some things around here in TC." Logan said frostily. "Why don't you just say it Max? That you love Alec more than you love me!" he shouted bitterly as he stood up.
"Logan!" Max said standing up as well. "Get a hold of yourself! Where the hell would you get such an idea? I love you just as I love Alec! I love you both as nothing but friends." She was getting irritated with Logan. She was doing her best to remain calm, and he had to blow the roof out of some stupid rumor that has been flying around TC. Logan looked near to tears, which just seemed to annoy Max all the more. "I think we're done here." She said silently. "I'll talk to you tomorrow. I have some business to attend to."
And with that she walked out of her office, leaving a very confused and tart Logan behind.
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