***Thank you idlehands452 for the Beta-ing and improving the story and for our chit chats! Muah * ***
*** Thanks Darkangel81 for your help (again) and chit chats! * Muah* ***
-Alaidh --- I am so sorry to hear that you don't like my story:(- But I am very happy with my Beta, and I am very glad that she offered to help me, and she is from an English speaking country!:). Anyway - happy new year to you! :)
-Mapleleaf --- Thanks! And wishes you all the best for 2004!
-Zusanli --- thank you for still reading and reviewing. And a happy new year to you !
-Idlehands452 --- thank you for still reviewing!!!!!! * best wishes for 2004 to yah, Boo!*
-Darkangel81--- Thanks for reviewing and the chats! -happy 2004!
-Steffi --- Thanks for reviewing. It was the Sicilian gambit, huh ? That was idlehands452's idea! - best wishes for the new year!
-Me --- one more chapter okay * wink * thanks! I hope you enjoyed your holidays! And I wish you all the best for 2004!
* waves to my email pen-pal named "honey" *
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, after Sam left and got told off by Bling.
Chapter 12: Max gives Logan another blood transfusion.
Chapter 13: Able to wiggles the toes, Max learns about Logan's spasms
Chapter 14: Logan burns himself out during exercise. Bling is telling him to slow down.
Chapter 15: Logan rises in front of Max, and is able to walk on crutches.
Chapter 16: A trip to the park. Logan kind of fools around with Max.
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Chapter 17: Scars
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"What?" -Max frowned.
"I can't stand up." -Logan made an attempt to get up, but failed to rise.
"I'll kick your ass if you are kidding me again."
"Max!' -He snapped. "I am serious, I can't get up." -Logan said with frustration.
When Max saw that Logan was really struggling with his legs, she helped to lift him back on his feet.
"Thanks." -He said grumpily.
"What just happened?" -Max asked.
"You saw it yourself!" -Logan snapped and paced away.
"Logan!" -She yelled back.
Logan stopped. He knew that he had overreacted.
"You've got to let me in, Logan." -Max walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Sorry. . . it's just. . ." -He sighed. "I hate when you see my. . . That I. . ." -He stammered.
"You don't have to hide, Logan. Not from me." -She looked him into his eyes.
"It's just. . . I don't want you to see me as weak." -He sighed
"You're not weak and you never were." -She assured him and squeezed him his hands.
Logan stared at her. The way she looked up at him, she seemed to mean it. But he didn't want that, he didn't want to be the weak guy that needed her pity!
"My legs just aren't strong enough, not yet." -He was certain of that.
"There's always tomorrow." -She smiled.
"Exactly!" -He chuckled, calming down a bit.
"Let's go home OK?"
They left the park hand in hand.
. . .
When they returned Logan threw the backpack and his car keys on the dinner table. He then slowly made his way into the living room where he sat down on the couch.
Max went to the refrigerator to get a drink.
Logan laid back comfortably on the couch. He closed his eyes and lay his head against the backrest and spread out his arms on the large black cushions.
A glass of water in hand, Max entered the living room. She smiled when she saw Logan stretched out on the couch. His eyes were still closed.
She took a sip from her glass, placed it on the table, and sat down on the wooden floor.
Her eyes glanced over to Logan, who still wasn't aware of her presence.
Like a cat, she crawled down on her knees over to Logan and sat down in front of him.
Max rested her hands on his knees; her chin rested on her hand and she looked up at him.
Logan, woken by her touch, looked down and saw the beautiful creature on the floor at his lap.
"Hey." -He gave one of his 100-watt smiles.
"Are you tired?" -She rubbed her hands on both of his thighs.
"Nah, not really." -He shrugged and watched her hands leaving his thighs.
"Yeah right." -Max smiled in disbelief and rested her chin on his knee.
Logan blushed when he felt her hands running up and down his calves.
"You're blushing." -She noticed right away.
"Yeah." -He chuckled and nervously wiped off his sweaty palms on the couch.
"So, what are you hiding from me this time?" -Max grinned at the still blushing Logan.
"Nothing." -Logan laughed. "It just. . . that feels amazing."
"What does?" -Max looked at him with her big brown eyes.
"What you're doing right now."
"This?" -Max squeezed his calves gently.
"Yeah." -Logan blushed again.
"I haven't felt that in a very long time." -Logan smiled and cupped her cheek.
Max smiled; Logan ran his fingers through her curls and stroked her cheek with his other hand.
She closed her eyes, enjoying his gentle touch even more, while she continued to caress his calves softly.
Logan leaned forward and gave her a passionate kiss on her soft, full, lips.
Max opened her eyes and found his sparkling blue ones again gleaming at her.
She slowly stood up and moved over to sit on his lap. She cupped his scruffy cheeks in her hands and returned his kiss. Logan placed his hands around her tiny waist and held her close.
"Dance with me, Logan." -She whispered in his ear.
"Max, I can't."
"Why?" -Max let go of his cheek and looked him in his eyes.
"You're sitting on my lap." -He grinned and patted on her thigh.
Slowly, they both stood up and walked to the centre of the living room.
Logan reached out, and Max placed her hand in his. Logan, with his other hand behind her head, gently pulled her in for another kiss, before he placed both of his hands around her waist.
They slowly danced around in the living room.
"You do realise that there is no music?" -Logan whispered.
"I'm doing fine without it."-She ran her hands up and down his back.
"You dance pretty well." -Logan smiled.
"You're not so bad yourself." -Max slid her hands under his shirt.
Logan stared lovingly in to her eyes and felt her warm fingers caressing his bare skin.
Max ran her fingers up and down his lower back and enjoyed his handsome facial expressions.
"How does this feel?" -She asked.
"Wonderful." -He whispered and pecked a kiss on her forehead.
She gently kneaded the muscles in his back and watched him enjoy her touch. She relished feeling his soft bare skin against her fingers.
Suddenly she felt lump of hard tissue on the left side of his lower back, where the bullet
had entered his body and had damaged his spinal cord.
When she realised that, she abruptly let him go.
"Shit, are you OK?"
"Of course I am, why wouldn't I be?" -He tried to reassure her by placing her hands back where they were before.
Her fingers ran over the scar tissue caused by the damaging bullet. She looked questioningly at Logan.
"It's OK, Max. It doesn't hurt." -He smiled weakly, noticing the sympathy on her face.
Max traced with her finger along the long slim scar next to the bullet entrance on his spine, caused by his first surgery.
"I'm so sorry." -Max stammered.
"Max. . ." -He whispered. "What's wrong?" -He lifted her chin up and saw her watery eyes.
"I'm so sorry." -She apologised again. "I should have been there, then . . . this wouldn't have happened to you." -She placed her hands back on his shirt. "This was all my fault."
"Max, listen. . ." -He took a deep breath. "Listen, it was never your fault, Max." -He cupped her head in his hands.
"I could have saved you from being hurt. I should have been there, Logan. . . I could have protected you, but I was too self-centred to do so. . . I'm so sorry." -She fought back her tears.
"Max, I never blamed you, you must know that. It wasn't your fault." -He caressed the back of her neck.
"And look at me now, I'm standing here, I'm dancing with you, you gave me back my life." -Logan continued.
Max pressed her cheek into his strong chest and listen to his strong heart beat which was beating very fast.
"Still, I could have prevented it." -She felt a tear running down her cheek.
"Max, it's really not your fault." -He held her firmly and caressed the back of her head.
They both stood there for a long time in each other's embrace.
. . .
Max stomach started to rumble.
"Hungry?"
Max still had her cheek pressed tightly against his chest.
"Max?" -Logan turned her chin towards him and he noticed the dried up tear tracks on her cheeks.
"Hey its ok." -He rubbed his thumb on her cheek and looked in to her puffy eyes.
Max turned her eyes away from him.
"Max. . . You don't have anything to be sorry for." -He turned her face back towards him.
" I guess I'll go refresh myself, OK?"
"Take your time, I will go and prepare a little snack."
Max let go of Logan and went into the bathroom.
As Logan walked into the kitchen, his left leg started to shake. Loosing his balance he managed to grab the kitchen island and prevent his fall.
He dragged himself onto the stool and tried to calm down his shaking leg.
. . .
Max entered the kitchen and spotted Logan on the stool.
"I thought you were going to make a snack." -She smiled.
"Oh, yeah. I forgot." -He tried to hide his shaking leg.
"You're getting old!" -She joked and walked over to the fridge. "OK, what do we have here: Got a half a poulet chez Cale. . . .Some leafy green stuff. . . Mashed potatoes. . .Hmmm what else?" -She mumbled to herself.
Max closed the fridge and turned around.
"Oh my God, Logan!"
* * *
Whoops! Sorry about the bad cliff-hanger - but y'all know what's going to happen aiight???
Please review, the good and the bad! And best wishes for the 2004!
XXX
Original D
*** Thanks Darkangel81 for your help (again) and chit chats! * Muah* ***
-Alaidh --- I am so sorry to hear that you don't like my story:(- But I am very happy with my Beta, and I am very glad that she offered to help me, and she is from an English speaking country!:). Anyway - happy new year to you! :)
-Mapleleaf --- Thanks! And wishes you all the best for 2004!
-Zusanli --- thank you for still reading and reviewing. And a happy new year to you !
-Idlehands452 --- thank you for still reviewing!!!!!! * best wishes for 2004 to yah, Boo!*
-Darkangel81--- Thanks for reviewing and the chats! -happy 2004!
-Steffi --- Thanks for reviewing. It was the Sicilian gambit, huh ? That was idlehands452's idea! - best wishes for the new year!
-Me --- one more chapter okay * wink * thanks! I hope you enjoyed your holidays! And I wish you all the best for 2004!
* waves to my email pen-pal named "honey" *
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, after Sam left and got told off by Bling.
Chapter 12: Max gives Logan another blood transfusion.
Chapter 13: Able to wiggles the toes, Max learns about Logan's spasms
Chapter 14: Logan burns himself out during exercise. Bling is telling him to slow down.
Chapter 15: Logan rises in front of Max, and is able to walk on crutches.
Chapter 16: A trip to the park. Logan kind of fools around with Max.
.
Chapter 17: Scars
.
"What?" -Max frowned.
"I can't stand up." -Logan made an attempt to get up, but failed to rise.
"I'll kick your ass if you are kidding me again."
"Max!' -He snapped. "I am serious, I can't get up." -Logan said with frustration.
When Max saw that Logan was really struggling with his legs, she helped to lift him back on his feet.
"Thanks." -He said grumpily.
"What just happened?" -Max asked.
"You saw it yourself!" -Logan snapped and paced away.
"Logan!" -She yelled back.
Logan stopped. He knew that he had overreacted.
"You've got to let me in, Logan." -Max walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Sorry. . . it's just. . ." -He sighed. "I hate when you see my. . . That I. . ." -He stammered.
"You don't have to hide, Logan. Not from me." -She looked him into his eyes.
"It's just. . . I don't want you to see me as weak." -He sighed
"You're not weak and you never were." -She assured him and squeezed him his hands.
Logan stared at her. The way she looked up at him, she seemed to mean it. But he didn't want that, he didn't want to be the weak guy that needed her pity!
"My legs just aren't strong enough, not yet." -He was certain of that.
"There's always tomorrow." -She smiled.
"Exactly!" -He chuckled, calming down a bit.
"Let's go home OK?"
They left the park hand in hand.
. . .
When they returned Logan threw the backpack and his car keys on the dinner table. He then slowly made his way into the living room where he sat down on the couch.
Max went to the refrigerator to get a drink.
Logan laid back comfortably on the couch. He closed his eyes and lay his head against the backrest and spread out his arms on the large black cushions.
A glass of water in hand, Max entered the living room. She smiled when she saw Logan stretched out on the couch. His eyes were still closed.
She took a sip from her glass, placed it on the table, and sat down on the wooden floor.
Her eyes glanced over to Logan, who still wasn't aware of her presence.
Like a cat, she crawled down on her knees over to Logan and sat down in front of him.
Max rested her hands on his knees; her chin rested on her hand and she looked up at him.
Logan, woken by her touch, looked down and saw the beautiful creature on the floor at his lap.
"Hey." -He gave one of his 100-watt smiles.
"Are you tired?" -She rubbed her hands on both of his thighs.
"Nah, not really." -He shrugged and watched her hands leaving his thighs.
"Yeah right." -Max smiled in disbelief and rested her chin on his knee.
Logan blushed when he felt her hands running up and down his calves.
"You're blushing." -She noticed right away.
"Yeah." -He chuckled and nervously wiped off his sweaty palms on the couch.
"So, what are you hiding from me this time?" -Max grinned at the still blushing Logan.
"Nothing." -Logan laughed. "It just. . . that feels amazing."
"What does?" -Max looked at him with her big brown eyes.
"What you're doing right now."
"This?" -Max squeezed his calves gently.
"Yeah." -Logan blushed again.
"I haven't felt that in a very long time." -Logan smiled and cupped her cheek.
Max smiled; Logan ran his fingers through her curls and stroked her cheek with his other hand.
She closed her eyes, enjoying his gentle touch even more, while she continued to caress his calves softly.
Logan leaned forward and gave her a passionate kiss on her soft, full, lips.
Max opened her eyes and found his sparkling blue ones again gleaming at her.
She slowly stood up and moved over to sit on his lap. She cupped his scruffy cheeks in her hands and returned his kiss. Logan placed his hands around her tiny waist and held her close.
"Dance with me, Logan." -She whispered in his ear.
"Max, I can't."
"Why?" -Max let go of his cheek and looked him in his eyes.
"You're sitting on my lap." -He grinned and patted on her thigh.
Slowly, they both stood up and walked to the centre of the living room.
Logan reached out, and Max placed her hand in his. Logan, with his other hand behind her head, gently pulled her in for another kiss, before he placed both of his hands around her waist.
They slowly danced around in the living room.
"You do realise that there is no music?" -Logan whispered.
"I'm doing fine without it."-She ran her hands up and down his back.
"You dance pretty well." -Logan smiled.
"You're not so bad yourself." -Max slid her hands under his shirt.
Logan stared lovingly in to her eyes and felt her warm fingers caressing his bare skin.
Max ran her fingers up and down his lower back and enjoyed his handsome facial expressions.
"How does this feel?" -She asked.
"Wonderful." -He whispered and pecked a kiss on her forehead.
She gently kneaded the muscles in his back and watched him enjoy her touch. She relished feeling his soft bare skin against her fingers.
Suddenly she felt lump of hard tissue on the left side of his lower back, where the bullet
had entered his body and had damaged his spinal cord.
When she realised that, she abruptly let him go.
"Shit, are you OK?"
"Of course I am, why wouldn't I be?" -He tried to reassure her by placing her hands back where they were before.
Her fingers ran over the scar tissue caused by the damaging bullet. She looked questioningly at Logan.
"It's OK, Max. It doesn't hurt." -He smiled weakly, noticing the sympathy on her face.
Max traced with her finger along the long slim scar next to the bullet entrance on his spine, caused by his first surgery.
"I'm so sorry." -Max stammered.
"Max. . ." -He whispered. "What's wrong?" -He lifted her chin up and saw her watery eyes.
"I'm so sorry." -She apologised again. "I should have been there, then . . . this wouldn't have happened to you." -She placed her hands back on his shirt. "This was all my fault."
"Max, listen. . ." -He took a deep breath. "Listen, it was never your fault, Max." -He cupped her head in his hands.
"I could have saved you from being hurt. I should have been there, Logan. . . I could have protected you, but I was too self-centred to do so. . . I'm so sorry." -She fought back her tears.
"Max, I never blamed you, you must know that. It wasn't your fault." -He caressed the back of her neck.
"And look at me now, I'm standing here, I'm dancing with you, you gave me back my life." -Logan continued.
Max pressed her cheek into his strong chest and listen to his strong heart beat which was beating very fast.
"Still, I could have prevented it." -She felt a tear running down her cheek.
"Max, it's really not your fault." -He held her firmly and caressed the back of her head.
They both stood there for a long time in each other's embrace.
. . .
Max stomach started to rumble.
"Hungry?"
Max still had her cheek pressed tightly against his chest.
"Max?" -Logan turned her chin towards him and he noticed the dried up tear tracks on her cheeks.
"Hey its ok." -He rubbed his thumb on her cheek and looked in to her puffy eyes.
Max turned her eyes away from him.
"Max. . . You don't have anything to be sorry for." -He turned her face back towards him.
" I guess I'll go refresh myself, OK?"
"Take your time, I will go and prepare a little snack."
Max let go of Logan and went into the bathroom.
As Logan walked into the kitchen, his left leg started to shake. Loosing his balance he managed to grab the kitchen island and prevent his fall.
He dragged himself onto the stool and tried to calm down his shaking leg.
. . .
Max entered the kitchen and spotted Logan on the stool.
"I thought you were going to make a snack." -She smiled.
"Oh, yeah. I forgot." -He tried to hide his shaking leg.
"You're getting old!" -She joked and walked over to the fridge. "OK, what do we have here: Got a half a poulet chez Cale. . . .Some leafy green stuff. . . Mashed potatoes. . .Hmmm what else?" -She mumbled to herself.
Max closed the fridge and turned around.
"Oh my God, Logan!"
* * *
Whoops! Sorry about the bad cliff-hanger - but y'all know what's going to happen aiight???
Please review, the good and the bad! And best wishes for the 2004!
XXX
Original D