Dark angel and all its characters and everything with it ( Including the ideas , concept and quotes and dialog from the episodes) belongs 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. Please don't sue me!
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
Chapter 9: Bling tried to convince Logan to tell Max the truth.
Chapter 10: Logan wakes up and is able to feel, but not able to move.
Chapter 11: Logan got out of bed by himself when Sam left, and got told off by Bling.
Chapter 12: Max gives Logan another blood transfusion.
Read and Please Review the good and the bad, but most importantly: ENJOY - Thanks
I do apologise about my POOR English, still haven't found a beta person.
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Chapter 13: A Beginning
A couple of hours had already passed and Max was beginning to stir on the couch.
Logan carefully wheeled over. He still wasn't wearing the strap. His hands stroke through her silky curly hair.
"How long did I sleep?" -Max sat up and yawned. She stretched her arms and exposed her bellybutton.
"Just a couple of hours."
"That long?" -She yawned again.
"How are you feeling?"
"Pretty good."
"Good."
"How are you feeling?" -She motioned to his legs.
"Still the same." -He sighed.
"Don't worry, it probably needs some time."
"Yeah. . . So, are you hungry?" -Logan tried to change the subject.
"Actually, I am!"
"OK. The kitchen is that way! Follow me please." -Logan released his brakes and wheeled off.
"What? No room service?" -She pouted.
Logan turned his chair around. "Nope, its buffet night, tonight!" -He laughed.
She followed him to the kitchen.
"We've saved you a plate, it's in the microwave."
Max heated her plate up and took it to the dining room table and began to eat.
Logan placed a opened bottle of wine and two glasses between his legs and wheeled over to the table. He set his chair on brakes and put the two glasses on the dining table. With one hand holding the rim of the wheel, he removed the cork and poured some wine for the both of them with his other hand.
"A good old Pre-Pulse." -He laughed and kept her company while she was eating.
"What. . .?" -Max asked when she notice that Logan couldn't keep his eyes from her. "Never seen a girl eat before?"
Logan felt his cheeks were going red, he was in fact staring at this beautiful creature.
"Sorry." -He smiled and took a zip of his wine.
She giggled at the thought of Logan being embarrassed.
. . .
Max had finished her dinner, and cleaned up the plates in the sink. When she was finished she headed towards the living room and found Logan yawning in his chair.
"Sleepy?" -She asked.
"Yeah." -He yawned again.
Max walked closer and carefully sat down on his lap.
"Oh." -He groaned.
"What? Am I too heavy for you?"
"No, it feels kinda strange to feel you sitting on my lap."
"You better get used to it."
She pecked a kiss on his forehead and stood up.
"Where you going?" -Logan asked.
"Taking a hot shower!"
"OK, help yourself." -He smiled.
Max headed towards Logan's bedroom. Logan spun his chair around and followed her.
"Do you want to take a shower first?" -Max asked Logan.
"Nope, already showered today!"
"OK, see you in a minute!" -She smiled and went into the bathroom.
Logan got out a new shirt and boxers from his wardrobe and headed to the guest bedroom.
He passed the therapy room where Bling was working out with free weights.
"Don't push yourself to hard, Bling." -He joked.
"Never!" -He laughed. "Where are you going?"
"To the guest bathroom, I hope you don't mind. Max is taking a shower in mine."
"No, not at all . . . need any help?"
"No I don't think so, thanks" -Logan wheeled off.
In the bathroom, Logan took out a new toothbrush from the cabinet and went through his normal routine.
When he struggled with taking off his clothes and changing into his fresh ones, he got surprised with something. He leaned forward to see if his eyes weren't deceiving him.
Excitedly he rolled out of the bathroom and headed towards the therapy room.
"Bling! Look!" -He motioned to his toes which were wiggling up and down.
"Oh my God, Logan this is great."
"I guess the blood transfer worked, huh?" -Logan said happily.
"Can you move your leg?"- Bling asked.
"No not yet." -He pursed his lips together.
Bling picked up his foot from the footrest.
"Try to move your foot."
Logan tried and to his surprise, he saw his foot moving slightly sideward. It didn't move a lot, but it did move.
"If I look at what you have achieved today, I think you'll be up and walking in no time!" - Bling placed Logan's foot back on the footrest.
"Yeah." -Logan smiled.
"Tomorrow we can start with some strengthening exercises."
"I can't wait!" -Logan wheeled off.
"Good night." -Bling called, but Logan didn't hear him.
. . .
Logan was back in the bedroom. To his surprise he heard that the was shower still running. He wheeled as close as possible to the bed and clumsily transferred himself. With some more effort than usual, he succeeded to drag his limb body onto the bed.
When he covered himself under the blankets, he heard the water had stopped running.
A few moments later, Max came out of the bathroom, wearing a short black short and one of Logan's shirts.
"That shower took you more than a minute!" -He joked.
"I can't help it, you have running hot water!' -She laughed.
Logan propped himself up on his elbows, having a goofy smile on his face. He wanted to surprise Max with what he had discovered just a moment ago.
"What are you smiling about?"
"Nothing." -He said innocently.
Max climbed into bed and rolled over to Logan, resting her cheek on his chest. She placed her arm around his waist and tangled with his legs.
When Logan felt Max's feet touching his, he started wiggling his toes against her feet.
"What was that?" -She looked up surprisingly at Logan.
"Me." -He smiled.
She smiled and stroked her foot against his and embraced him into a tight hug. Logan tangled his fingers with her curls.
"Max, I . . ." -But before Logan could finished his sentence. A big spasm was attacking his back.
"Arrghh" -He cried out.
"Logan what's wrong? What's going on?" -Max released her grip of Logan. She didn't know what to do. She had never seen Logan like this before. The fear was written on her face.
"Arghh . . .back. . . s-spasm." -He gasped and reach out for his back.
"What can I do?" -She placed her hand behind Logan's head to give him some sort of support.
The spasms were so bad that he couldn't answer her.
"I'll get Bling." -Max left the bed to get help.
"Bling!" -She yelled.
"In here!" -He called from the therapy room.
"Bling! It's Logan. He is having a spasm and I don't know what to do!"
Together they hurried off to the bedroom.
Logan lay on his back and was suffering terrible spasms. There was a tiny amount of sweat covering his forehead.
"Logan I am going to move you on your stomach."
"Don't." -Logan gasped, he was afraid of being moved which caused him more pain.
Bling showed no mercy and slowly rolled him on his stomach. With long strong strokes, he started to massage the spasms out of his back.
Logan cried with pain.
Max climbed on the bed and sat down on her knees. She felt bad, because she couldn't help him.
"Logan, it's gonna be OK." -She grabbed Logan's hand and tried to comfort him.
She felt Logan squeezing her hand firmly. With her other hand she padded the back of his neck.
After many strong massage strokes, Bling felt Logan was starting to relax. His pain was subsiding. Bling gave him another few strokes to be sure.
"Bling, it's OK now."
"Are you sure, Logan?"
"Yeah."
"OK." -Bling rolled Logan back on his back.
"Thanks Bling."
"No problem, goodnight." -Bling left the room.
There was an awkward moment in the room. Logan felt self-conscious about what just had happened. He wished that it didn't happen in front of Max. His eyes kept staring to the ceiling.
Max lay down next to him and rolled on her side to face him.
"Are you OK?" -She asked insecurely.
"I'm sorry." -He apologised.
"For what?"
"For scaring you like that."
"I wasn't scared, Logan. I just didn't know what to do." -Max hooked her arm with his and held his hand with both hands.
Logan sighed.
"So that was a spasm?" -She tried to break up the wall that was coming in between them.
"Yeah, one of the lovely side-effects of spinal cord damage." -He sighed.
"Do you get those spasms often?"
Logan nodded.
"I never knew that."
"Well, that isn't something you tell." -He looked at Max.
Max wrapped her arm around him and rested her cheek on his chest.
"I am sorry you had to see this." -He apologised again.
"Logan, don't be sorry." -She raised her head to look him in the eyes. "You don't have to hide from me, not ever."
Logan wrapped his arms around her. Words needn't to be said anymore. They enjoyed each others touch. He fell asleep some moments later.
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Please please please review. Please? Oh -boy do I sound desperate?
Love,
Original D
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
Chapter 9: Bling tried to convince Logan to tell Max the truth.
Chapter 10: Logan wakes up and is able to feel, but not able to move.
Chapter 11: Logan got out of bed by himself when Sam left, and got told off by Bling.
Chapter 12: Max gives Logan another blood transfusion.
Read and Please Review the good and the bad, but most importantly: ENJOY - Thanks
I do apologise about my POOR English, still haven't found a beta person.
* * *
Chapter 13: A Beginning
A couple of hours had already passed and Max was beginning to stir on the couch.
Logan carefully wheeled over. He still wasn't wearing the strap. His hands stroke through her silky curly hair.
"How long did I sleep?" -Max sat up and yawned. She stretched her arms and exposed her bellybutton.
"Just a couple of hours."
"That long?" -She yawned again.
"How are you feeling?"
"Pretty good."
"Good."
"How are you feeling?" -She motioned to his legs.
"Still the same." -He sighed.
"Don't worry, it probably needs some time."
"Yeah. . . So, are you hungry?" -Logan tried to change the subject.
"Actually, I am!"
"OK. The kitchen is that way! Follow me please." -Logan released his brakes and wheeled off.
"What? No room service?" -She pouted.
Logan turned his chair around. "Nope, its buffet night, tonight!" -He laughed.
She followed him to the kitchen.
"We've saved you a plate, it's in the microwave."
Max heated her plate up and took it to the dining room table and began to eat.
Logan placed a opened bottle of wine and two glasses between his legs and wheeled over to the table. He set his chair on brakes and put the two glasses on the dining table. With one hand holding the rim of the wheel, he removed the cork and poured some wine for the both of them with his other hand.
"A good old Pre-Pulse." -He laughed and kept her company while she was eating.
"What. . .?" -Max asked when she notice that Logan couldn't keep his eyes from her. "Never seen a girl eat before?"
Logan felt his cheeks were going red, he was in fact staring at this beautiful creature.
"Sorry." -He smiled and took a zip of his wine.
She giggled at the thought of Logan being embarrassed.
. . .
Max had finished her dinner, and cleaned up the plates in the sink. When she was finished she headed towards the living room and found Logan yawning in his chair.
"Sleepy?" -She asked.
"Yeah." -He yawned again.
Max walked closer and carefully sat down on his lap.
"Oh." -He groaned.
"What? Am I too heavy for you?"
"No, it feels kinda strange to feel you sitting on my lap."
"You better get used to it."
She pecked a kiss on his forehead and stood up.
"Where you going?" -Logan asked.
"Taking a hot shower!"
"OK, help yourself." -He smiled.
Max headed towards Logan's bedroom. Logan spun his chair around and followed her.
"Do you want to take a shower first?" -Max asked Logan.
"Nope, already showered today!"
"OK, see you in a minute!" -She smiled and went into the bathroom.
Logan got out a new shirt and boxers from his wardrobe and headed to the guest bedroom.
He passed the therapy room where Bling was working out with free weights.
"Don't push yourself to hard, Bling." -He joked.
"Never!" -He laughed. "Where are you going?"
"To the guest bathroom, I hope you don't mind. Max is taking a shower in mine."
"No, not at all . . . need any help?"
"No I don't think so, thanks" -Logan wheeled off.
In the bathroom, Logan took out a new toothbrush from the cabinet and went through his normal routine.
When he struggled with taking off his clothes and changing into his fresh ones, he got surprised with something. He leaned forward to see if his eyes weren't deceiving him.
Excitedly he rolled out of the bathroom and headed towards the therapy room.
"Bling! Look!" -He motioned to his toes which were wiggling up and down.
"Oh my God, Logan this is great."
"I guess the blood transfer worked, huh?" -Logan said happily.
"Can you move your leg?"- Bling asked.
"No not yet." -He pursed his lips together.
Bling picked up his foot from the footrest.
"Try to move your foot."
Logan tried and to his surprise, he saw his foot moving slightly sideward. It didn't move a lot, but it did move.
"If I look at what you have achieved today, I think you'll be up and walking in no time!" - Bling placed Logan's foot back on the footrest.
"Yeah." -Logan smiled.
"Tomorrow we can start with some strengthening exercises."
"I can't wait!" -Logan wheeled off.
"Good night." -Bling called, but Logan didn't hear him.
. . .
Logan was back in the bedroom. To his surprise he heard that the was shower still running. He wheeled as close as possible to the bed and clumsily transferred himself. With some more effort than usual, he succeeded to drag his limb body onto the bed.
When he covered himself under the blankets, he heard the water had stopped running.
A few moments later, Max came out of the bathroom, wearing a short black short and one of Logan's shirts.
"That shower took you more than a minute!" -He joked.
"I can't help it, you have running hot water!' -She laughed.
Logan propped himself up on his elbows, having a goofy smile on his face. He wanted to surprise Max with what he had discovered just a moment ago.
"What are you smiling about?"
"Nothing." -He said innocently.
Max climbed into bed and rolled over to Logan, resting her cheek on his chest. She placed her arm around his waist and tangled with his legs.
When Logan felt Max's feet touching his, he started wiggling his toes against her feet.
"What was that?" -She looked up surprisingly at Logan.
"Me." -He smiled.
She smiled and stroked her foot against his and embraced him into a tight hug. Logan tangled his fingers with her curls.
"Max, I . . ." -But before Logan could finished his sentence. A big spasm was attacking his back.
"Arrghh" -He cried out.
"Logan what's wrong? What's going on?" -Max released her grip of Logan. She didn't know what to do. She had never seen Logan like this before. The fear was written on her face.
"Arghh . . .back. . . s-spasm." -He gasped and reach out for his back.
"What can I do?" -She placed her hand behind Logan's head to give him some sort of support.
The spasms were so bad that he couldn't answer her.
"I'll get Bling." -Max left the bed to get help.
"Bling!" -She yelled.
"In here!" -He called from the therapy room.
"Bling! It's Logan. He is having a spasm and I don't know what to do!"
Together they hurried off to the bedroom.
Logan lay on his back and was suffering terrible spasms. There was a tiny amount of sweat covering his forehead.
"Logan I am going to move you on your stomach."
"Don't." -Logan gasped, he was afraid of being moved which caused him more pain.
Bling showed no mercy and slowly rolled him on his stomach. With long strong strokes, he started to massage the spasms out of his back.
Logan cried with pain.
Max climbed on the bed and sat down on her knees. She felt bad, because she couldn't help him.
"Logan, it's gonna be OK." -She grabbed Logan's hand and tried to comfort him.
She felt Logan squeezing her hand firmly. With her other hand she padded the back of his neck.
After many strong massage strokes, Bling felt Logan was starting to relax. His pain was subsiding. Bling gave him another few strokes to be sure.
"Bling, it's OK now."
"Are you sure, Logan?"
"Yeah."
"OK." -Bling rolled Logan back on his back.
"Thanks Bling."
"No problem, goodnight." -Bling left the room.
There was an awkward moment in the room. Logan felt self-conscious about what just had happened. He wished that it didn't happen in front of Max. His eyes kept staring to the ceiling.
Max lay down next to him and rolled on her side to face him.
"Are you OK?" -She asked insecurely.
"I'm sorry." -He apologised.
"For what?"
"For scaring you like that."
"I wasn't scared, Logan. I just didn't know what to do." -Max hooked her arm with his and held his hand with both hands.
Logan sighed.
"So that was a spasm?" -She tried to break up the wall that was coming in between them.
"Yeah, one of the lovely side-effects of spinal cord damage." -He sighed.
"Do you get those spasms often?"
Logan nodded.
"I never knew that."
"Well, that isn't something you tell." -He looked at Max.
Max wrapped her arm around him and rested her cheek on his chest.
"I am sorry you had to see this." -He apologised again.
"Logan, don't be sorry." -She raised her head to look him in the eyes. "You don't have to hide from me, not ever."
Logan wrapped his arms around her. Words needn't to be said anymore. They enjoyed each others touch. He fell asleep some moments later.
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Please please please review. Please? Oh -boy do I sound desperate?
Love,
Original D