Thanks for your reviews and response! Very appreciated!
*huntress k - M/L Only - Jane - Kylia- iddlehands452 : Thanks for reviewing.
*Me : this one is for you again!
*steffi & Rajana : my reason why the relation ship is speeding up so quickly in this story is because I couldn't stand it in the series that they danced around each other for so long and ended up with almost nothing.
*maggieann452 : THANK YOU SO MUCH!
I don't have a beta person, so Sorry about my grammar and spellings and my limited English.
Dark angel and all its characters and everything with it belong all to James Cameron and his team, they are not mine and never will be, so please don't sue me. I am not making money out of this. Just keeping Dark Angel alive, which has ended too soon. No copyright infringement intended.
Summary:
Chapter 1: Logan got his back surgery and lost his feeling from the chest down.
Chapter 2: Bling takes Logan home
Chapter 3: Max and Logan kissed. Logan didn't tell Max about his condition.
Chapter 4: Logan in bed, exploring his body and falls asleep.
Chapter 5: Logan lied to Max about his condition and watched TV together in bed.
Chapter 6: Max gets a seizure and Logan tried to help her.
Chapter 7: Logan has ripped his stitches
Chapter 8: Growing closer together
Read and Please Review, but most importantly: ENJOY - Thanks
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Chapter 9: Dinner Time
"Hey."-Max walked into the kitchen.
"Max! Are you going to help me with dinner?" -Bling joked. He already had spread everything on the kitchen table.
"Sure! I can boil the water!"
"Don't let it burn, Max" -He joked back.
"Of course not."-Max laughed.
"How is Logan?"
"He's OK. What are we having for dinner?"
"Pasta à la Bling"
"Sounds good!" - Max smiled.
"Max, can you keep an eye on the pasta?"
"Sure, that's easy!"
Bling added the sliced vegetables to the sauce along with some salt and pepper.
"Max, I am going to check on Logan, can you still the sauce once in a while?"
"Sure, no problem."
Bling left the kitchen.
. . .
Logan was still in the bedroom lying on his stomach. His hands were tucked under the pillow and he was facing the wall.
"Knock, knock." - Bling joked.
Logan turned his head towards the doorway.
"Hey Bling."
"Dinner is ready in a few minutes."
"What are we having?"
"Pasta à la Bling!" -He moved closer and lifted the blanket up to check if the stitches stopped bleeding.
"À la Bling?" -Logan grinned.
"Don't you dare laughing at me!" Bling grinned back.
"Who's laughing?" -Logan said innocently.
"Are you ready to get up?"
Logan nodded slightly.
Bling placed an arm under his shoulder and one under his hip, ready to roll him over.
"Is Max in the kitchen?"
"Yes."
"Aargh" - Groaned Logan through gritted teeth when he was being rolled over on his back.
Bling repositioned his legs and walked over the wardrobe to get a new shirt.
"Here! Put this one, don't want you to catch a cold!" - He threw the fresh T-shirt to Logan, who caught it with one hand.
With two hands under Logan's armpits, he lifted him up into a seated position and supported his back. Logan put on his shirt.
Then he guided Logan to lean forward, gathered the pillows on the bed together and placed them behind his back. Bling repositioned Logan against the pillows.
"Are you OK? Do you want some meds?" -Bling asked when he saw Logan's grimaced face.
"No thanks."
"OK, it's dinner time then!" -Bling left the room.
. . .
In the kitchen, Max was stirring the sauce.
"How is the sauce doing?" -Bling entered the kitchen.
"Smelling good!" -She answered.
"I think it's ready." -He said after taking a closer look.
"Great, I am starving!" -Max grabbed three plates.
"Can you get something to drink for us?" -Bling asked while he scooped the pasta on the plates.
"Sure, no problem!"
. . .
"Room service!" -Max said, as she and Bling entered the bedroom with each holding a tray with food.
Max placed the drinks on the nightstand and sat on the bed with her plate with pasta.
Bling handed Logan his tray and grabbed a chair and begin to eat.
"So . . . what do you think of my cooking?" -Bling asked.
"Actually, it taste quite good!" -Logan grinned.
"Yep!" -Max answered.
"Great!" - Bling smiled and continued to eat.
They all sat there together enjoying the dinner. The sun was shining brightly.
And there was a sound of a spoon being dropped on a plate.
"Uh." -Logan dropped his head down and reached for his back.
"Are you OK?" -Max asked panicky and lay her hand on his shoulder.
"Back spasm?" -Bling placed his plate on the floor and came come closer.
"I don't think so. . .It's gone now." -Logan looked up.
"How did it feel like?" -Bling asked with concern.
"I don't know . . . weird. . . .like a very quick spasm."
"Do you feel anything now?" -Max asked.
"Nope, its gone. . . let's continue to eat, OK? Don't want it to get cold." -He began to eat and avoid their worried faces. It's probably nothing, he told himself.
They finished their dinner in silence.
"OK, it's time to do the dishes." -Bling stood up.
"Sit down Bling, I will take care of it!"
"Well I won't say no to that!" -Bling laughed and sat down.
"Good!"
"There is a dishwasher in the kitchen." -Logan hinted.
"For three plates? I don't think so!" -Max laughed and stood up and gathered the plates and glasses.
Logan waited until Max had left the room.
"Bling can you get me to the bathroom please, I want to prepare myself for sleeping."
"So soon?"
"Yeah."
Bling sighed, he realized what was going on here. But he did what he was told and lifted Logan in to his chair, strapped his back against the backrest, wheeled him next to the toilet, handed him his stuff and waited outside.
When Bling heard the toilet flush, he entered the bathroom, and pushed him in front of the sink and waited outside again.
Logan washed his hands and face and brushed his teeth as quickly as possible. He wanted to be back in bed before Max had finished the dishes.
"I'm done." -He mumbled.
Bling wheeled him out of the bathroom and transferred him back on the bed.
"Logan, you can't keep this charade up forever, you know."
Logan pretend not to listen.
"This is not fair to her, she deserves to know." -Bling added.
"Fair? It is fair to me that I am stuck in this damned chair for the rest of my life?"
"It's better for you to tell her before she finds out herself."
Logan remained silent.
"Think about it." -Bling left the room.
A few minutes later Max walked in and sat on the bed.
"Logan, I have to go."
"So soon?"
"Yeah I promised the guys that I would come to Crash tonight, I hope you don't mind."
"Of course not, have fun!" -He tried to sound casual.
"I'll see you in the morning then." -She leaned forward and kissed him on his cheek and left.
Logan felt really disappointed. He had expected her to sleepover. But then why would she? It's more fun to go out and chilling at Crash than stay here with a cripple! Why would someone so perfect be with a guy like me, he kept wondering. Logan drowned himself with self-pity again and dozed off.
* * *
T.B.C TONIGHT.
Please review the good and the bad! Thanks!
I am back from the Holidays!
XXX Original D
*huntress k - M/L Only - Jane - Kylia- iddlehands452 : Thanks for reviewing.
*Me : this one is for you again!
*steffi & Rajana : my reason why the relation ship is speeding up so quickly in this story is because I couldn't stand it in the series that they danced around each other for so long and ended up with almost nothing.
*maggieann452 : THANK YOU SO MUCH!
I don't have a beta person, so Sorry about my grammar and spellings and my limited English.
Dark angel and all its characters and everything with it belong all to James Cameron and his team, they are not mine and never will be, so please don't sue me. I am not making money out of this. Just keeping Dark Angel alive, which has ended too soon. No copyright infringement intended.
Summary:
Chapter 1: Logan got his back surgery and lost his feeling from the chest down.
Chapter 2: Bling takes Logan home
Chapter 3: Max and Logan kissed. Logan didn't tell Max about his condition.
Chapter 4: Logan in bed, exploring his body and falls asleep.
Chapter 5: Logan lied to Max about his condition and watched TV together in bed.
Chapter 6: Max gets a seizure and Logan tried to help her.
Chapter 7: Logan has ripped his stitches
Chapter 8: Growing closer together
Read and Please Review, but most importantly: ENJOY - Thanks
* * *
Chapter 9: Dinner Time
"Hey."-Max walked into the kitchen.
"Max! Are you going to help me with dinner?" -Bling joked. He already had spread everything on the kitchen table.
"Sure! I can boil the water!"
"Don't let it burn, Max" -He joked back.
"Of course not."-Max laughed.
"How is Logan?"
"He's OK. What are we having for dinner?"
"Pasta à la Bling"
"Sounds good!" - Max smiled.
"Max, can you keep an eye on the pasta?"
"Sure, that's easy!"
Bling added the sliced vegetables to the sauce along with some salt and pepper.
"Max, I am going to check on Logan, can you still the sauce once in a while?"
"Sure, no problem."
Bling left the kitchen.
. . .
Logan was still in the bedroom lying on his stomach. His hands were tucked under the pillow and he was facing the wall.
"Knock, knock." - Bling joked.
Logan turned his head towards the doorway.
"Hey Bling."
"Dinner is ready in a few minutes."
"What are we having?"
"Pasta à la Bling!" -He moved closer and lifted the blanket up to check if the stitches stopped bleeding.
"À la Bling?" -Logan grinned.
"Don't you dare laughing at me!" Bling grinned back.
"Who's laughing?" -Logan said innocently.
"Are you ready to get up?"
Logan nodded slightly.
Bling placed an arm under his shoulder and one under his hip, ready to roll him over.
"Is Max in the kitchen?"
"Yes."
"Aargh" - Groaned Logan through gritted teeth when he was being rolled over on his back.
Bling repositioned his legs and walked over the wardrobe to get a new shirt.
"Here! Put this one, don't want you to catch a cold!" - He threw the fresh T-shirt to Logan, who caught it with one hand.
With two hands under Logan's armpits, he lifted him up into a seated position and supported his back. Logan put on his shirt.
Then he guided Logan to lean forward, gathered the pillows on the bed together and placed them behind his back. Bling repositioned Logan against the pillows.
"Are you OK? Do you want some meds?" -Bling asked when he saw Logan's grimaced face.
"No thanks."
"OK, it's dinner time then!" -Bling left the room.
. . .
In the kitchen, Max was stirring the sauce.
"How is the sauce doing?" -Bling entered the kitchen.
"Smelling good!" -She answered.
"I think it's ready." -He said after taking a closer look.
"Great, I am starving!" -Max grabbed three plates.
"Can you get something to drink for us?" -Bling asked while he scooped the pasta on the plates.
"Sure, no problem!"
. . .
"Room service!" -Max said, as she and Bling entered the bedroom with each holding a tray with food.
Max placed the drinks on the nightstand and sat on the bed with her plate with pasta.
Bling handed Logan his tray and grabbed a chair and begin to eat.
"So . . . what do you think of my cooking?" -Bling asked.
"Actually, it taste quite good!" -Logan grinned.
"Yep!" -Max answered.
"Great!" - Bling smiled and continued to eat.
They all sat there together enjoying the dinner. The sun was shining brightly.
And there was a sound of a spoon being dropped on a plate.
"Uh." -Logan dropped his head down and reached for his back.
"Are you OK?" -Max asked panicky and lay her hand on his shoulder.
"Back spasm?" -Bling placed his plate on the floor and came come closer.
"I don't think so. . .It's gone now." -Logan looked up.
"How did it feel like?" -Bling asked with concern.
"I don't know . . . weird. . . .like a very quick spasm."
"Do you feel anything now?" -Max asked.
"Nope, its gone. . . let's continue to eat, OK? Don't want it to get cold." -He began to eat and avoid their worried faces. It's probably nothing, he told himself.
They finished their dinner in silence.
"OK, it's time to do the dishes." -Bling stood up.
"Sit down Bling, I will take care of it!"
"Well I won't say no to that!" -Bling laughed and sat down.
"Good!"
"There is a dishwasher in the kitchen." -Logan hinted.
"For three plates? I don't think so!" -Max laughed and stood up and gathered the plates and glasses.
Logan waited until Max had left the room.
"Bling can you get me to the bathroom please, I want to prepare myself for sleeping."
"So soon?"
"Yeah."
Bling sighed, he realized what was going on here. But he did what he was told and lifted Logan in to his chair, strapped his back against the backrest, wheeled him next to the toilet, handed him his stuff and waited outside.
When Bling heard the toilet flush, he entered the bathroom, and pushed him in front of the sink and waited outside again.
Logan washed his hands and face and brushed his teeth as quickly as possible. He wanted to be back in bed before Max had finished the dishes.
"I'm done." -He mumbled.
Bling wheeled him out of the bathroom and transferred him back on the bed.
"Logan, you can't keep this charade up forever, you know."
Logan pretend not to listen.
"This is not fair to her, she deserves to know." -Bling added.
"Fair? It is fair to me that I am stuck in this damned chair for the rest of my life?"
"It's better for you to tell her before she finds out herself."
Logan remained silent.
"Think about it." -Bling left the room.
A few minutes later Max walked in and sat on the bed.
"Logan, I have to go."
"So soon?"
"Yeah I promised the guys that I would come to Crash tonight, I hope you don't mind."
"Of course not, have fun!" -He tried to sound casual.
"I'll see you in the morning then." -She leaned forward and kissed him on his cheek and left.
Logan felt really disappointed. He had expected her to sleepover. But then why would she? It's more fun to go out and chilling at Crash than stay here with a cripple! Why would someone so perfect be with a guy like me, he kept wondering. Logan drowned himself with self-pity again and dozed off.
* * *
T.B.C TONIGHT.
Please review the good and the bad! Thanks!
I am back from the Holidays!
XXX Original D