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Chapter 7 O.C.
Logan peeked in the bedroom, to find Max thrashing around in her sleep. He knew
the nightmares were back. He didn't know what Manticore had done to Max but
judging from the screaming, he knew it was nothing pleasant. No fluffy bunnies and
puppies. Logan was by Max's side at an instant, gently shaking her shoulders,
calling out her name softly,
"Max, it's all right, you're safe. It's me, Max, it's Logan." Max stopped thrashing,
her eyes opening slowly, taking in Logan's bedroom. She sighed in relief as the
feeling of fear was replaced by the knowledge that she wasn't in Manticore, she was safe.
Logan was there, gently stroking her face, looking at her with such love in his eyes,
she had never had anyone look at her that way.
"Max, I made a few phone calls while you were sleeping, guess who's out in the living room?"
Logan's blue eyes twinkled with mischief, as he tried not to grin.
"Just wait here, we'll be right in."
"Now there's my boo!" Original Cindy did not flinch at the bruises and bandages that covered
her best friends face. Logan had warned her over the phone of Max's condition. She walked
over to Max and hugged her tightly.
"OC! I'm so glad to see you! Some one has been holding me hostage here, won't even let me
out of bed." She tried to glare at Logan, but she couldn't quite.
"Yea, your boy warned me you waz bein a bad patient and that he needed Original Cindy's help
putting a smackdown on yo ass. If you don't listen to the doc, that's just what OC's gonna
do, aiight?" Max sighed, knowing she'd lost if OC was on Logan's side.
"Aiight, but he's not my" Max was cut off by OC
"Don't give me that 'he's not my boy' crap! If he's not your boy, what you doin in his bed?
Why you come to his place first? He's your boy, deal with it" Max surrendered, realizing she
was fighting a losing battle.
"Logan, do you have any milk, I need some." Logan looked at her, concerned, and scurried off
to get her a glass.
"What's the matter, boo? You startin to feel shaky?" OC looked at Max, worried about her
friend, just back from the dead.
"A little bit, the milk should help." Max tried to hide her fear from OC, but it was a lost
cause. Besides Logan, no one knew her like OC. Luckily, Logan came back with a huge tumbler
of milk. He handed it to her, and she downed it quickly.
"Better?" Logan checked her face, wondering if the milk had helped.
"Yeah, but maybe a refill, to be on the safe side." She handed the tumbler back to Logan,
trying not to shake. Logan took the glass, and kissed her on the forehead.
"Be right back." Logan nearly sprinted to the kitchen, to get more milk. As he was refilling
the tumbler, he heard OC shout for him and almost dropped the glass,
"LOGAN, get your self in here now!!" OC's voice was almost panicked. Logan ran back into the
bedroom. When he got in there, what he saw made his blood run cold. Max was having a
full-blown seizure.
tbc? I know it, i'm evil. Reviews? COmments questions?
Thank you, my faithful readers, 20 reviews! Guess i'd better keep going, huh?
Dark Angel does not belong to me, don't sue.
Chapter 7 O.C.
Logan peeked in the bedroom, to find Max thrashing around in her sleep. He knew
the nightmares were back. He didn't know what Manticore had done to Max but
judging from the screaming, he knew it was nothing pleasant. No fluffy bunnies and
puppies. Logan was by Max's side at an instant, gently shaking her shoulders,
calling out her name softly,
"Max, it's all right, you're safe. It's me, Max, it's Logan." Max stopped thrashing,
her eyes opening slowly, taking in Logan's bedroom. She sighed in relief as the
feeling of fear was replaced by the knowledge that she wasn't in Manticore, she was safe.
Logan was there, gently stroking her face, looking at her with such love in his eyes,
she had never had anyone look at her that way.
"Max, I made a few phone calls while you were sleeping, guess who's out in the living room?"
Logan's blue eyes twinkled with mischief, as he tried not to grin.
"Just wait here, we'll be right in."
"Now there's my boo!" Original Cindy did not flinch at the bruises and bandages that covered
her best friends face. Logan had warned her over the phone of Max's condition. She walked
over to Max and hugged her tightly.
"OC! I'm so glad to see you! Some one has been holding me hostage here, won't even let me
out of bed." She tried to glare at Logan, but she couldn't quite.
"Yea, your boy warned me you waz bein a bad patient and that he needed Original Cindy's help
putting a smackdown on yo ass. If you don't listen to the doc, that's just what OC's gonna
do, aiight?" Max sighed, knowing she'd lost if OC was on Logan's side.
"Aiight, but he's not my" Max was cut off by OC
"Don't give me that 'he's not my boy' crap! If he's not your boy, what you doin in his bed?
Why you come to his place first? He's your boy, deal with it" Max surrendered, realizing she
was fighting a losing battle.
"Logan, do you have any milk, I need some." Logan looked at her, concerned, and scurried off
to get her a glass.
"What's the matter, boo? You startin to feel shaky?" OC looked at Max, worried about her
friend, just back from the dead.
"A little bit, the milk should help." Max tried to hide her fear from OC, but it was a lost
cause. Besides Logan, no one knew her like OC. Luckily, Logan came back with a huge tumbler
of milk. He handed it to her, and she downed it quickly.
"Better?" Logan checked her face, wondering if the milk had helped.
"Yeah, but maybe a refill, to be on the safe side." She handed the tumbler back to Logan,
trying not to shake. Logan took the glass, and kissed her on the forehead.
"Be right back." Logan nearly sprinted to the kitchen, to get more milk. As he was refilling
the tumbler, he heard OC shout for him and almost dropped the glass,
"LOGAN, get your self in here now!!" OC's voice was almost panicked. Logan ran back into the
bedroom. When he got in there, what he saw made his blood run cold. Max was having a
full-blown seizure.
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