All Right, I have not abandoned this story. Sorry for the lack of updates, real life
has a bad habit of getting in the way. I didn't realize people were enjoying this so much.
As per norm: I own nada, zilch zippo. Which explains season two
Anyway, back to the story
"MAX!!!" Even as the anguished scream left Logan's throat, he was moving. Whirling
to the bag Sam had left, snatching it and rifling through it. After a few anxious moments
he found the Triptophan Sam had thoughtfully remembered from other seizures. It was in
liquid form, in a twelve gauge needle. Logan carefully squirted the excess air from it and
moved towards Max's thrashing form. He gently but firmly placed the needle in the iv access
and heaving a deep breath, emptied the needle into the iv tubing, thankfully still in place.
Both OC and Logan held their breath as they watched Max, hoping the medication would]
still work. Max's body slowly stopped shaking, as Logan released his breath, and heard OC
do the same. Max's eyes opened languidly, and she blinked trying to clear the cobwebs in
her head. In an instant, Logan was sitting next to her,
"Max? You had me and Original Cindy worried there. How are you feeling?"
Logan took a few deep breaths and tried to calm him self.
"I'm ok, a little shaky. I'll be fine, Logan don't hyperventilate on me"
Max grinned at the man she loved, knowing he was worried. She yawned and stretched,
reminiscent of a feline in the warm sunlight.
"You had me out of my head, boo. Good thing your boy knows what needs doin' an
keeps a cool head. I was like a chicken minus the head." OC grinned at her friend,
grateful that she was all right. Max's seizures had always frightened her and this one had
seemed to be the worst one.
"Original Cindy, why don't you catch Max up on all the gossip from work,while I go
get another glass of milk." Logan moved out of the room as OC sat down on the bed and
started telling Max about Normal's latest dating disaster, Sketchy's stupid get rich scheme,
and how things had been going.
Logan cleaned up the broken glass and milk, then went to the fridge to get another
glass for Max. He poured the milk and thought back briefly of how much his life had changed
since Max had broken into his place and turned his world upside down.
Flash Seeing Max for the first time, in his apartment. Turning heads at his
cousin Bennett's wedding. Giving him his mothers necklace, when he'd never expected it
back. Holding her as she died in his arms. Finally seeing her beautiful brown eyes
looking at him.
Suddenly a wet sensation on his feet brought him back to reality. The milk had over
flowed in the glass and was soaking the floor. Snapping out of la-la land, he uprighted
the milk carton and set the glass down on the counter. He grinned as he mopped up milk for
the second time that morning. He then carried the milk to the bedroom, still grinning as
he heard Max and OC laughing,
"He didn't!"
"Oh he did, you should have seen Normal's face, I thought that man was going to
drop to the floor, he turned so white. Then he just said 'We don't carry live cargo' saw
all of us staring at him, and yelled out 'Bip bip bip people, work to do, packaged to get
to their homes, let's go!'" Logan smiled picturing the scene, relishing the refreshing
sound of Max's laughter. He walked in the room, handing Max the tumbler of milk. Giving
Max a bow, he said, with a voice as cultured as he could,
"Your milk, M-lady." Max smiled at him,
"Why thank you, good sir, that will be all." Playing into his game, grinning like
lunatics. The moment was better than anything either of them had remembered having in a
long time. Max, Logan and OC all started laughing at the haughty tone Max had managed to
imitate.
"You sounded just like my aunt for a minute there." Logan chuckled "But I don't
think the phase thank you is in her vocabulary." Just then there was a knock on Logan's
door.
Logan checked the peephole, it was Sam. Logan unlocked the door to let him in.
"Hello Logan, how are you? And my patient?" Sam smiled at Logan as he walked in.
TBC? I don't know, Sorry for stopping here for now, but my muse ran away and I coudn't
catch her. If you see her send her back? Reviews, questions comments etc?
has a bad habit of getting in the way. I didn't realize people were enjoying this so much.
As per norm: I own nada, zilch zippo. Which explains season two
Anyway, back to the story
"MAX!!!" Even as the anguished scream left Logan's throat, he was moving. Whirling
to the bag Sam had left, snatching it and rifling through it. After a few anxious moments
he found the Triptophan Sam had thoughtfully remembered from other seizures. It was in
liquid form, in a twelve gauge needle. Logan carefully squirted the excess air from it and
moved towards Max's thrashing form. He gently but firmly placed the needle in the iv access
and heaving a deep breath, emptied the needle into the iv tubing, thankfully still in place.
Both OC and Logan held their breath as they watched Max, hoping the medication would]
still work. Max's body slowly stopped shaking, as Logan released his breath, and heard OC
do the same. Max's eyes opened languidly, and she blinked trying to clear the cobwebs in
her head. In an instant, Logan was sitting next to her,
"Max? You had me and Original Cindy worried there. How are you feeling?"
Logan took a few deep breaths and tried to calm him self.
"I'm ok, a little shaky. I'll be fine, Logan don't hyperventilate on me"
Max grinned at the man she loved, knowing he was worried. She yawned and stretched,
reminiscent of a feline in the warm sunlight.
"You had me out of my head, boo. Good thing your boy knows what needs doin' an
keeps a cool head. I was like a chicken minus the head." OC grinned at her friend,
grateful that she was all right. Max's seizures had always frightened her and this one had
seemed to be the worst one.
"Original Cindy, why don't you catch Max up on all the gossip from work,while I go
get another glass of milk." Logan moved out of the room as OC sat down on the bed and
started telling Max about Normal's latest dating disaster, Sketchy's stupid get rich scheme,
and how things had been going.
Logan cleaned up the broken glass and milk, then went to the fridge to get another
glass for Max. He poured the milk and thought back briefly of how much his life had changed
since Max had broken into his place and turned his world upside down.
Flash Seeing Max for the first time, in his apartment. Turning heads at his
cousin Bennett's wedding. Giving him his mothers necklace, when he'd never expected it
back. Holding her as she died in his arms. Finally seeing her beautiful brown eyes
looking at him.
Suddenly a wet sensation on his feet brought him back to reality. The milk had over
flowed in the glass and was soaking the floor. Snapping out of la-la land, he uprighted
the milk carton and set the glass down on the counter. He grinned as he mopped up milk for
the second time that morning. He then carried the milk to the bedroom, still grinning as
he heard Max and OC laughing,
"He didn't!"
"Oh he did, you should have seen Normal's face, I thought that man was going to
drop to the floor, he turned so white. Then he just said 'We don't carry live cargo' saw
all of us staring at him, and yelled out 'Bip bip bip people, work to do, packaged to get
to their homes, let's go!'" Logan smiled picturing the scene, relishing the refreshing
sound of Max's laughter. He walked in the room, handing Max the tumbler of milk. Giving
Max a bow, he said, with a voice as cultured as he could,
"Your milk, M-lady." Max smiled at him,
"Why thank you, good sir, that will be all." Playing into his game, grinning like
lunatics. The moment was better than anything either of them had remembered having in a
long time. Max, Logan and OC all started laughing at the haughty tone Max had managed to
imitate.
"You sounded just like my aunt for a minute there." Logan chuckled "But I don't
think the phase thank you is in her vocabulary." Just then there was a knock on Logan's
door.
Logan checked the peephole, it was Sam. Logan unlocked the door to let him in.
"Hello Logan, how are you? And my patient?" Sam smiled at Logan as he walked in.
TBC? I don't know, Sorry for stopping here for now, but my muse ran away and I coudn't
catch her. If you see her send her back? Reviews, questions comments etc?