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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: He enjoys her touch, they dance, she learns about his scars and feels guilty.
Chapter 18: Logan gets a spasm in front of Max, the day ends together in bed.
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Chapter 19: Bad News.
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The next morning, Logan awoke to strong spasms ripping through his leg. He squinted his eyes, and saw his left leg twitching against his will underneath the blankets.
"Damn it," he grunted through gritted teeth, while he tried to keep his leg still.
With two hands, he tried to knead the sore muscles in his leg.
Once his muscles had calmed down, he looked over his shoulder to see if he had woken up Max.
But instead of finding Max, he disappointedly found his bed empty again.
But upon further inspection, Logan found a little note on her pillow.
"When you wake up, I'll probably be at work.
I'm sorry about pushing you.
But I still had a wonderful night
And you are an amazing guy,
I'll see ya later
Love- Max "
"She thinks I am amazing?" Logan chuckled in disbelieve at the note.
He opened this nightstand drawer and laid the note on top of the other one he had gotten from Max a few days ago.
Logan swung his legs over the bedside, but felt his other leg starting to spasm as soon it touched ground.
"Gimme a break," he grumbled and started angrily kneading the twitching muscles.
. . .
After Logan was finished in the bathroom, he walked into the kitchen and found Bling sitting behind a big mug of coffee at one of the kitchen islands, with the newspaper in his hands.
"Morning Bling," he said as he poured him self a mug of coffee. "How was your day off?" He grinned.
"Very good," he smiled and folded his newspaper away and took another newspaper from the pile on the kitchen island.
Logan hopped on the stool opposite Bling and took a sip from his coffee.
"So how was your day?" He asked him back.
"It was OK," he replied.
"Just OK?" Bling tried to get some more out of Logan.
"Yeah," Logan sniggered
" You know, things are different now. The gun is loaded, if you know what I mean," Bling said cheekily.
"And your point is?" Logan grinned.
"It's a whole new ball game!" Bling laughed.
Logan chuckled and gulped down his coffee.
.
After flicking through a newspaper, Logan got his empty mug and hopped off of his stool.
He let out a loud hiss as his feet touched the ground.
"Spasms?" Bling looked up from his newspaper.
"I don't know," he said as he hopped back on one leg to his stool.
Bling stood up and kneeled down in front of Logan, examining the leg.
"Careful," Logan hissed at Bling's touch.
"Sore?" He asked while he carefully moved the joints in the leg.
"Yeah," he grimaced. "It's like being stabbed with pins and needles."
"Is this the first one?" Bling asked as he placed the leg against his thigh and continued to massage it.
"No," he groaned, "I woke up with a few leg spasms this morning, and . . . " Logan hissed again when he felt Bling kneading the muscles more firmly. " . . . and yesterday I had a few during the day."
"We should go to Sam," Bling said as he placed Logan's leg down.
"Why? It's not like I haven't have spasms before?" Logan objected at the idea of going to the hospital again.
"Logan," Bling gave him a stern look.
Stubbornly, he stood up. His leg was still wobbly and had to support himself on the island.
"OK, I've seen enough! You are going right now."
Bling left Logan and went into the therapy room and came back with the black crutches."
Logan looked at them with disgust.
"Just precaution, Logan, I don't want to scrape you off the floor," he said as he handed him the black crutches.
"I guess you won't let me drive old Bessie either, eh?"
"You've got that right! What if you got another spasm while driving? I don't want to sit next to ya!" Bling joked.
. . .
Later, in the hospital, Logan sat impatiently on the examination table.
"What's taking him so long?" he tossed one of his crutches back and forth in his hands.
"Patience, Logan," said Bling, who leaned against the wall and had his arms crossed.
. . .
Dr. Carr entered the room.
Logan immediately noticed the 'Logan I've got bad news' look on his face.
"So what's up Doc?" Logan tried a joke to break the tense atmosphere.
"Logan," Sam said seriously. "I have the results of your second blood work here, and I've found that the pluripotents are indeed regenerating your nerve and muscle tissue. And that was what gave you encouraging results," he paused.
"But now you're finding it more difficult to stand, and walking is becoming increasingly painful, right?"
"Yeah, sort of, so. . .?" Logan said impatiently.
"From the blood work, I can conclude that your autoimmune system is kicking in, attacking the stem cells and rejecting the new tissue that is formed," he continued.
"I will not believe this Sam, look at me! I am still walking," Logan objected.
"I know that Logan, but this won't last forever."
"So I end up back in the chair again?" He asked in disbelief.
"I'm sorry Logan, I wish I had better news."
"So how long do I have, before I'm. . ." Logan didn't continue, he couldn't get that word out of his mouth.
"Everything that the stem cells have rebuilt, is going to deteriorate as fast as it has been repaired," Dr. Sam said clearly.
Logan buried his head in his hands. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. This wasn't happening, not to him.
Sam patted Logan on the shoulder.
"I am sorry, but there is nothing that we can do for you here".
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* Me --- Thanks for reviewing
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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: He enjoys her touch, they dance, she learns about his scars and feels guilty.
Chapter 18: Logan gets a spasm in front of Max, the day ends together in bed.
.
Chapter 19: Bad News.
.
The next morning, Logan awoke to strong spasms ripping through his leg. He squinted his eyes, and saw his left leg twitching against his will underneath the blankets.
"Damn it," he grunted through gritted teeth, while he tried to keep his leg still.
With two hands, he tried to knead the sore muscles in his leg.
Once his muscles had calmed down, he looked over his shoulder to see if he had woken up Max.
But instead of finding Max, he disappointedly found his bed empty again.
But upon further inspection, Logan found a little note on her pillow.
"When you wake up, I'll probably be at work.
I'm sorry about pushing you.
But I still had a wonderful night
And you are an amazing guy,
I'll see ya later
Love- Max "
"She thinks I am amazing?" Logan chuckled in disbelieve at the note.
He opened this nightstand drawer and laid the note on top of the other one he had gotten from Max a few days ago.
Logan swung his legs over the bedside, but felt his other leg starting to spasm as soon it touched ground.
"Gimme a break," he grumbled and started angrily kneading the twitching muscles.
. . .
After Logan was finished in the bathroom, he walked into the kitchen and found Bling sitting behind a big mug of coffee at one of the kitchen islands, with the newspaper in his hands.
"Morning Bling," he said as he poured him self a mug of coffee. "How was your day off?" He grinned.
"Very good," he smiled and folded his newspaper away and took another newspaper from the pile on the kitchen island.
Logan hopped on the stool opposite Bling and took a sip from his coffee.
"So how was your day?" He asked him back.
"It was OK," he replied.
"Just OK?" Bling tried to get some more out of Logan.
"Yeah," Logan sniggered
" You know, things are different now. The gun is loaded, if you know what I mean," Bling said cheekily.
"And your point is?" Logan grinned.
"It's a whole new ball game!" Bling laughed.
Logan chuckled and gulped down his coffee.
.
After flicking through a newspaper, Logan got his empty mug and hopped off of his stool.
He let out a loud hiss as his feet touched the ground.
"Spasms?" Bling looked up from his newspaper.
"I don't know," he said as he hopped back on one leg to his stool.
Bling stood up and kneeled down in front of Logan, examining the leg.
"Careful," Logan hissed at Bling's touch.
"Sore?" He asked while he carefully moved the joints in the leg.
"Yeah," he grimaced. "It's like being stabbed with pins and needles."
"Is this the first one?" Bling asked as he placed the leg against his thigh and continued to massage it.
"No," he groaned, "I woke up with a few leg spasms this morning, and . . . " Logan hissed again when he felt Bling kneading the muscles more firmly. " . . . and yesterday I had a few during the day."
"We should go to Sam," Bling said as he placed Logan's leg down.
"Why? It's not like I haven't have spasms before?" Logan objected at the idea of going to the hospital again.
"Logan," Bling gave him a stern look.
Stubbornly, he stood up. His leg was still wobbly and had to support himself on the island.
"OK, I've seen enough! You are going right now."
Bling left Logan and went into the therapy room and came back with the black crutches."
Logan looked at them with disgust.
"Just precaution, Logan, I don't want to scrape you off the floor," he said as he handed him the black crutches.
"I guess you won't let me drive old Bessie either, eh?"
"You've got that right! What if you got another spasm while driving? I don't want to sit next to ya!" Bling joked.
. . .
Later, in the hospital, Logan sat impatiently on the examination table.
"What's taking him so long?" he tossed one of his crutches back and forth in his hands.
"Patience, Logan," said Bling, who leaned against the wall and had his arms crossed.
. . .
Dr. Carr entered the room.
Logan immediately noticed the 'Logan I've got bad news' look on his face.
"So what's up Doc?" Logan tried a joke to break the tense atmosphere.
"Logan," Sam said seriously. "I have the results of your second blood work here, and I've found that the pluripotents are indeed regenerating your nerve and muscle tissue. And that was what gave you encouraging results," he paused.
"But now you're finding it more difficult to stand, and walking is becoming increasingly painful, right?"
"Yeah, sort of, so. . .?" Logan said impatiently.
"From the blood work, I can conclude that your autoimmune system is kicking in, attacking the stem cells and rejecting the new tissue that is formed," he continued.
"I will not believe this Sam, look at me! I am still walking," Logan objected.
"I know that Logan, but this won't last forever."
"So I end up back in the chair again?" He asked in disbelief.
"I'm sorry Logan, I wish I had better news."
"So how long do I have, before I'm. . ." Logan didn't continue, he couldn't get that word out of his mouth.
"Everything that the stem cells have rebuilt, is going to deteriorate as fast as it has been repaired," Dr. Sam said clearly.
Logan buried his head in his hands. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. This wasn't happening, not to him.
Sam patted Logan on the shoulder.
"I am sorry, but there is nothing that we can do for you here".
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