Wow, 13 reviews, I think i'm in shock. Well it's almost 6 a.m.(I think I have the
worlds most fucked up sleep cycle) Anyway, this chapter is dedicated to
idlehands452, who has reviewed every chapter, and I also want to thank my other
readers as well. Thank you all for your encouragement.
And now, I must disclaim, sadly, I do not own Dark Angel, sigh.
Warning, more darkness, more darkness: You have been warned, read ahead at your
own risk.
Chapter 5 Nightmares
Darkness, the absence of light. Dark shapes, figures and images whirled in
Max's dreams, memories, that she would prefer to regret. Being struck repeatedly
with batons, shot with tazers, chained to a wall for weeks at a time, to see how
long her endurance was. Memories of psy-ops, where scientists dissected her
worst moments and played them with out mercy. Eva's death, Jack being dissected,
falling through the ice and feeling trapped. Sensory deprivation was also on
Manticore's list of favorite ways to torment the uncooperative soldier. Max
was trapped, in her nightmares of abuse and torture.
Logan woke up, very stiff to Max, thrashing around, whimpering in her sleep.
He tried to wake her gently, running his fingers through her hair.
"Max, it's only a bad dream, Max wake up, I'm right here. Your safe with me."
To his relief, her eyes opened and she stopped her agitated movements.
"Logan?"
"Yes, Max, I'm here, I won't leave you." She clung to his hand as if it were a
life-preserver and she was drowning. In a way, she had been, going under by
her memories, which were like a tidal wave. Her soulful brown eyes met his
blue ones, as she asked him,
"Hold me?" No words were needed as he scooted onto the bed and spooned with
the woman he loved. He wrapped his arms around her, and he felt the tension
leave her body. Max relaxed, feeling safe and secure, and with out even realizing
how exhausted she still was from her ordeal, fell back asleep. Logan kept looking
at her, there was no disguising the love in his tender gaze. He whispered,
"I love you, Max Guevara, more than anything or anyone." Then he too, fell
asleep. They were still curled up together that morning when Bling popped his head
in the door, checking on Max.
Bling grinned as he changed the saline bag on the iv, quietly looking over Max,
assessing her condition. She didn't stir, neither did Logan. Bling tiptoed out
of the room and closed the door. Bling walked into the kitchen to make breakfast.
Unfortunately, the cupboards and the fridge were bare. Bling cursed under his
breath for not keeping on Logan about the food issue.
"I knew he wasn't eating enough!" he muttered, as he wrote a note for Logan.
Then Bling left the apartment, heading for the market to pick up food for
breakfast.
About half an hour later, Logan woke up. He looked at Max's sleeping form,
and smiled. It hadn't been a dream, Max was back, alive! Logan glanced at his
clothes and grimaced. 'Guess I had better shower and change! Yuck!' He gently
disentangled himself from Max, and got out of bed.
He had just finished his shower, and was dressing, when he heard Max cry out.
"NO, Stop it NOOOOO!!!!!!" He rushed to her side, she was frantically moving
in her sleep. Another bad dream, courtesy of Manticore. Mentally damning
Manticore to hell for the billionth time, he started to gently shake her.
"Max, wake up, Max! You're ok, I'm here." She didn't respond, she kept shaking
and crying out, in pain and fear.
"NO, Not again, STOP IT, IT HuRtS!!!!" Logan shook her shoulders a little
harder.
"MAX!!!! Wake up, you're safe, you're with me!" Her eyes slowly opened, and she
took in his face, and burst into tears. Logan grabbed her in a comforting hug,
patting her back, whispering words of love in her ears. Logan heard the
penthouse door open,
"Logan, Max? Everyone all right?" Bling walked in carrying two overflowing
bags of groceries.
"We're fine, Max had a nightmare, but she'll be ok." Logan called out, still
holding Max, who had started to calm down, and relax.
"OK, I'm going to start on breakfast, I had to go to the store because somebody
hasn't been in the past two months" Blings voice was friendly but had a tinge of
sarcasm to it. At Bling's words, Max perked up, She called out,
"Breakfast? Sounds great, I'm starving!" Logan grinned and said,
"Now that's a surprise." Max and Logan both started laughing.
tbc? I don't know, reviews, comments, likes, dislikes?
talk to me
worlds most fucked up sleep cycle) Anyway, this chapter is dedicated to
idlehands452, who has reviewed every chapter, and I also want to thank my other
readers as well. Thank you all for your encouragement.
And now, I must disclaim, sadly, I do not own Dark Angel, sigh.
Warning, more darkness, more darkness: You have been warned, read ahead at your
own risk.
Chapter 5 Nightmares
Darkness, the absence of light. Dark shapes, figures and images whirled in
Max's dreams, memories, that she would prefer to regret. Being struck repeatedly
with batons, shot with tazers, chained to a wall for weeks at a time, to see how
long her endurance was. Memories of psy-ops, where scientists dissected her
worst moments and played them with out mercy. Eva's death, Jack being dissected,
falling through the ice and feeling trapped. Sensory deprivation was also on
Manticore's list of favorite ways to torment the uncooperative soldier. Max
was trapped, in her nightmares of abuse and torture.
Logan woke up, very stiff to Max, thrashing around, whimpering in her sleep.
He tried to wake her gently, running his fingers through her hair.
"Max, it's only a bad dream, Max wake up, I'm right here. Your safe with me."
To his relief, her eyes opened and she stopped her agitated movements.
"Logan?"
"Yes, Max, I'm here, I won't leave you." She clung to his hand as if it were a
life-preserver and she was drowning. In a way, she had been, going under by
her memories, which were like a tidal wave. Her soulful brown eyes met his
blue ones, as she asked him,
"Hold me?" No words were needed as he scooted onto the bed and spooned with
the woman he loved. He wrapped his arms around her, and he felt the tension
leave her body. Max relaxed, feeling safe and secure, and with out even realizing
how exhausted she still was from her ordeal, fell back asleep. Logan kept looking
at her, there was no disguising the love in his tender gaze. He whispered,
"I love you, Max Guevara, more than anything or anyone." Then he too, fell
asleep. They were still curled up together that morning when Bling popped his head
in the door, checking on Max.
Bling grinned as he changed the saline bag on the iv, quietly looking over Max,
assessing her condition. She didn't stir, neither did Logan. Bling tiptoed out
of the room and closed the door. Bling walked into the kitchen to make breakfast.
Unfortunately, the cupboards and the fridge were bare. Bling cursed under his
breath for not keeping on Logan about the food issue.
"I knew he wasn't eating enough!" he muttered, as he wrote a note for Logan.
Then Bling left the apartment, heading for the market to pick up food for
breakfast.
About half an hour later, Logan woke up. He looked at Max's sleeping form,
and smiled. It hadn't been a dream, Max was back, alive! Logan glanced at his
clothes and grimaced. 'Guess I had better shower and change! Yuck!' He gently
disentangled himself from Max, and got out of bed.
He had just finished his shower, and was dressing, when he heard Max cry out.
"NO, Stop it NOOOOO!!!!!!" He rushed to her side, she was frantically moving
in her sleep. Another bad dream, courtesy of Manticore. Mentally damning
Manticore to hell for the billionth time, he started to gently shake her.
"Max, wake up, Max! You're ok, I'm here." She didn't respond, she kept shaking
and crying out, in pain and fear.
"NO, Not again, STOP IT, IT HuRtS!!!!" Logan shook her shoulders a little
harder.
"MAX!!!! Wake up, you're safe, you're with me!" Her eyes slowly opened, and she
took in his face, and burst into tears. Logan grabbed her in a comforting hug,
patting her back, whispering words of love in her ears. Logan heard the
penthouse door open,
"Logan, Max? Everyone all right?" Bling walked in carrying two overflowing
bags of groceries.
"We're fine, Max had a nightmare, but she'll be ok." Logan called out, still
holding Max, who had started to calm down, and relax.
"OK, I'm going to start on breakfast, I had to go to the store because somebody
hasn't been in the past two months" Blings voice was friendly but had a tinge of
sarcasm to it. At Bling's words, Max perked up, She called out,
"Breakfast? Sounds great, I'm starving!" Logan grinned and said,
"Now that's a surprise." Max and Logan both started laughing.
tbc? I don't know, reviews, comments, likes, dislikes?
talk to me