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***Thank you idlehands452 for the Beta-ing and improving the story***
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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: Logan receives bad news from Sam. His body is rejecting Max's stem cells.
. . .
Chapter 20: Relapse
. . .
After a silent trip back from the hospital, they arrived at the penthouse in the late afternoon.
Bling tossed the key to the Aztec on the kitchen island and headed over to the bathroom.
He sniggered at the little bottle he had in his hand. It was a prescription of muscle relaxants he got from Sam. Bling tossed it into the medicine cabinet, knowing Logan would be too stubborn to take them anyway.
Back in the kitchen, Bling put the kettle on the stove to make some tea.
From the corners of his eyes, his gaze followed Logan, who was slowly walking into the living room.
Leaning heavily on his crutches, he carefully lowered himself down onto the large couch and let out a deep sigh of relief.
He felt miserable. This couldn't be happening. He couldn't and wouldn't believe it.
It was obvious that Logan's condition had gotten worse over the last few hours.
Bling was worried about him, mentally and physically. How would Logan deal with another relapse?
He watched Logan shifting in his seat on the couch as he poured the hot tea into their mugs.
Bling moved Logan's laptop to the other side of the glass coffee table, and placed the two mugs in front of them as he sat down in the recliner adjacent to Logan.
"Tell me this is just a bad dream," he sighed as he stared blankly at his knees in front of him.
"I'm sorry, man. There is no use in running from reality, it's gonna catch up and you have to deal with it," Bling said. He knew that that wasn't what Logan wanted to hear. It wasn't fair to give him false hope, but he didn't want him to drown himself in self-pity either.
"Reality, eh? You know what's funny?" He said as he shifted in his seat again. "Yesterday, for the first time, in a long time, I felt like that anything and everything was possible. And today," he paused. "That's been taken away from me," he sighed sadly and shifted his legs to sit more comfortably.
"Here, drink this," Bling said as he handed the mug to Logan.
"What is it?" He frowned as he looked at the greenish brown liquid.
"Herbal tea, it's good for ya," he laughed, trying to cheer him up a little.
"Good for me, eh?" There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"Yep," Bling answered dryly.
"Uh, what did you put in it?" He asked suspiciously after he tasted the bitter substance that Bling called tea.
"Nothing it's just authentic herbal tea," Bling laughed.
Quickly, Logan gulped the bitter tasting tea down and tried not to wrinkle his nose in disgust.
"Common, it's not that bad," Bling said as he enjoyed his tea.
"Yeah, right," Logan grinned as he placed the empty mug back on its table and wiped off his mouth with the back of his hand.
. . .
Bling watched Logan as he shifted himself back in his seat. It looked like every inch of movement was uncomfortable for him.
"How are you feeling?"
"Fine," he answered shortly.
"You can't fool me, Logan," he said seriously.
Logan shrugged.
Bling squatted down and examined him to see if his condition was getting worse.
He grimaced as soon as Bling touched him.
"Sore?"
"A little," he grimaced as he held onto the couch with a firm grip.
"Put your feet up on the couch, Logan. It might help if you give your muscles a little rest," he said as he stood up to get some pillows from the bedroom.
Logan took off his shoes and settled himself horizontally on the couch.
As he stretched out his legs in front of him, he felt a spasm ripping through his left leg.
"Damn it!" He hissed at the sharp pain while he kneaded the sore muscle.
The pain didn't go away quickly, but it was just bearable for Logan to pull a straight poker face in front of Bling.
"Here, put this under your knees," he said as he handed Logan a pillow.
"Thanks," he mumbled.
"You OK?" Bling asked as he saw Logan shoving the pillow clumsily under his knees.
"Yeah, I'm fine," he said avoiding his gaze.
"OK," Bling frowned, pretending he didn't see that. He felt awful that there was nothing he could do for him.
. . .
"I am going to get myself some more tea. Do you want some?" Bling broke the icy silence in the room.
"No thanks," Logan chuckled at the thought of drinking some more of that stuff Bling called tea.
"OK, suit yourself," he laughed and took the mugs from the table, placed the laptop back where Logan could easily reach it, and took off towards the kitchen.
As Bling poured some more hot water in his mug, he watched Logan staring distractedly at his laptop, the screen was still blank.
This couldn't continue any longer. He had to take some kind of action, before Logan could drown himself in self-pity again.
There was only one person who could prevent that.
. . .
Bling took the keys from the kitchen island and headed over to Logan who was sulking on the couch.
"I've got to run some errands, do you need anything Logan?"
Logan shook his head.
"OK, I got my mobile with me. I'll be right back. OK?" He patted on Logan's shoulder.
. . .
When Bling reached the door, he realized he had forgotten something.
'Just to be sure,' Bling thought.
He walked back to the therapy room and pushed Logan's chair into the living room and silently left it behind next to the couch, near enough for him to reach.
Logan didn't say a word. He pretended to be OK with this.
But the truth was, it felt like a knife stabbing him in his heart when he heard the sounds of the wheels squeaking on the wooden floor.
He fought back a single tear, which tried to escape his eye.
When Bling had left, Logan turned his head and glared at the wheelchair as if it was his one and only enemy.
Angrily he dragged the chair closer, unlocked the brakes, and pushed the chair away as hard as he could.
'Out of sight, out of mind, right?' He thought.
The single tear, which he had tried to fight back, had escaped his eye and wandered slowly down his cheek.
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Please Review.....
***Thank you idlehands452 for the Beta-ing and improving the story***
and thanks Darkangel81 for giving me a great Bling-ish Line!
-Me --- Thanks for reviewing!
-M/L Only --- Thanks your time to review!
-Bella Luna 1213 --- Hey, finally out of the closet , eh? Thanks for your review!
-agmgdafan --- Thanks your time to review!
-Colie --- Ha ha - I also feel kind of bad, he never gets a break , eh? Anyway, Thanks!
-steffi --- Thanks for reviewing!
-maggieann452 --- hey your back !! :)thanks for reviewing !
-mapleleaf --- Thanks your time to review!
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: Logan receives bad news from Sam. His body is rejecting Max's stem cells.
. . .
Chapter 20: Relapse
. . .
After a silent trip back from the hospital, they arrived at the penthouse in the late afternoon.
Bling tossed the key to the Aztec on the kitchen island and headed over to the bathroom.
He sniggered at the little bottle he had in his hand. It was a prescription of muscle relaxants he got from Sam. Bling tossed it into the medicine cabinet, knowing Logan would be too stubborn to take them anyway.
Back in the kitchen, Bling put the kettle on the stove to make some tea.
From the corners of his eyes, his gaze followed Logan, who was slowly walking into the living room.
Leaning heavily on his crutches, he carefully lowered himself down onto the large couch and let out a deep sigh of relief.
He felt miserable. This couldn't be happening. He couldn't and wouldn't believe it.
It was obvious that Logan's condition had gotten worse over the last few hours.
Bling was worried about him, mentally and physically. How would Logan deal with another relapse?
He watched Logan shifting in his seat on the couch as he poured the hot tea into their mugs.
Bling moved Logan's laptop to the other side of the glass coffee table, and placed the two mugs in front of them as he sat down in the recliner adjacent to Logan.
"Tell me this is just a bad dream," he sighed as he stared blankly at his knees in front of him.
"I'm sorry, man. There is no use in running from reality, it's gonna catch up and you have to deal with it," Bling said. He knew that that wasn't what Logan wanted to hear. It wasn't fair to give him false hope, but he didn't want him to drown himself in self-pity either.
"Reality, eh? You know what's funny?" He said as he shifted in his seat again. "Yesterday, for the first time, in a long time, I felt like that anything and everything was possible. And today," he paused. "That's been taken away from me," he sighed sadly and shifted his legs to sit more comfortably.
"Here, drink this," Bling said as he handed the mug to Logan.
"What is it?" He frowned as he looked at the greenish brown liquid.
"Herbal tea, it's good for ya," he laughed, trying to cheer him up a little.
"Good for me, eh?" There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"Yep," Bling answered dryly.
"Uh, what did you put in it?" He asked suspiciously after he tasted the bitter substance that Bling called tea.
"Nothing it's just authentic herbal tea," Bling laughed.
Quickly, Logan gulped the bitter tasting tea down and tried not to wrinkle his nose in disgust.
"Common, it's not that bad," Bling said as he enjoyed his tea.
"Yeah, right," Logan grinned as he placed the empty mug back on its table and wiped off his mouth with the back of his hand.
. . .
Bling watched Logan as he shifted himself back in his seat. It looked like every inch of movement was uncomfortable for him.
"How are you feeling?"
"Fine," he answered shortly.
"You can't fool me, Logan," he said seriously.
Logan shrugged.
Bling squatted down and examined him to see if his condition was getting worse.
He grimaced as soon as Bling touched him.
"Sore?"
"A little," he grimaced as he held onto the couch with a firm grip.
"Put your feet up on the couch, Logan. It might help if you give your muscles a little rest," he said as he stood up to get some pillows from the bedroom.
Logan took off his shoes and settled himself horizontally on the couch.
As he stretched out his legs in front of him, he felt a spasm ripping through his left leg.
"Damn it!" He hissed at the sharp pain while he kneaded the sore muscle.
The pain didn't go away quickly, but it was just bearable for Logan to pull a straight poker face in front of Bling.
"Here, put this under your knees," he said as he handed Logan a pillow.
"Thanks," he mumbled.
"You OK?" Bling asked as he saw Logan shoving the pillow clumsily under his knees.
"Yeah, I'm fine," he said avoiding his gaze.
"OK," Bling frowned, pretending he didn't see that. He felt awful that there was nothing he could do for him.
. . .
"I am going to get myself some more tea. Do you want some?" Bling broke the icy silence in the room.
"No thanks," Logan chuckled at the thought of drinking some more of that stuff Bling called tea.
"OK, suit yourself," he laughed and took the mugs from the table, placed the laptop back where Logan could easily reach it, and took off towards the kitchen.
As Bling poured some more hot water in his mug, he watched Logan staring distractedly at his laptop, the screen was still blank.
This couldn't continue any longer. He had to take some kind of action, before Logan could drown himself in self-pity again.
There was only one person who could prevent that.
. . .
Bling took the keys from the kitchen island and headed over to Logan who was sulking on the couch.
"I've got to run some errands, do you need anything Logan?"
Logan shook his head.
"OK, I got my mobile with me. I'll be right back. OK?" He patted on Logan's shoulder.
. . .
When Bling reached the door, he realized he had forgotten something.
'Just to be sure,' Bling thought.
He walked back to the therapy room and pushed Logan's chair into the living room and silently left it behind next to the couch, near enough for him to reach.
Logan didn't say a word. He pretended to be OK with this.
But the truth was, it felt like a knife stabbing him in his heart when he heard the sounds of the wheels squeaking on the wooden floor.
He fought back a single tear, which tried to escape his eye.
When Bling had left, Logan turned his head and glared at the wheelchair as if it was his one and only enemy.
Angrily he dragged the chair closer, unlocked the brakes, and pushed the chair away as hard as he could.
'Out of sight, out of mind, right?' He thought.
The single tear, which he had tried to fight back, had escaped his eye and wandered slowly down his cheek.
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