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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: Logan is upset. His body is giving him trouble.
Chapter 21: They dance until his legs are giving up on him.
. . .
Chapter 22 - The truth.
. . .
Logan panted, he was still catching his breath from the spasm he had before.
Max sat on her knees, embracing Logan whom's legs lay outstretched in front of him, slightly trembling.
He held onto Max with one firm arm and supported himself with the other on the wooden floor.
She rested her head on his shoulder, her forehead brushed against his neck, listening to his irregular breathing.
They sat like that for a while in the same position.
"How are you feeling?" She asked when he was breathing normal again.
"I've been better," he said sadly.
"Perhaps you be more comfortable in bed."
"Maybe," he sighed.
Max cuddled a bit tighter, inhaling his masculine scent. Logan sighed and embraced Max.
She ran her fingers for the last time through his hair on the back of his head before she let go.
She squatted down next to Logan. Their eyes were on the same level now.
"Do you think you can stand up?" She asked apprehensively.
Logan smiled and tried to stand up, but nothing happened, besides feeling more pain as he tried to move himself. He grimaced.
Max gently reached out and cupped his face. Logan avoided her eye contact, but she gently forced him to look at her. Humiliation was etched on his face.
She lovingly placed a kiss on his forehead and silently stood up, slowly she pushed the chair, which he had abandoned only a few days ago, over to Logan.
He glared at his chair, which was approaching him.
"So this is it, eh? Back to square one," he said while looking up at Max.
Max kneeled down to face Logan.
"It never mattered to me if you were able to walk or not," she looked into his eyes while tracing her finger along his scruffy jaw line.
"So you prefer me in a chair?" He snapped at her, almost bursting into tears.
"No, it's never been about you, being able to walk or not," she said calmly. "It's you, I love, Logan. I love you no matter what," she tried to convince him.
Logan stared blankly at her without saying a word.
Max tugged him at his shoulder. "Come on, let's get nice and warm in bed," she said sheepishly, trying to get that smile back on his face.
. . .
Logan gathered his thoughts together and let out a deep sigh, before he pushed his chair in the right position for him to transfer.
After locking the brakes of the chair, he slowly pushed himself up. The exertion was clearly shown on his face.
Max stood there, watching him. She saw that Logan couldn't make the transfer on his own. He let out a deep groan as she helped him back into the chair.
"Thanks," he grunted as he placed his feet on the footrest and stiffly wheeled himself to his bedroom with Max right behind him.
Logan headed straight to his closet and got out a clean towel and boxers.
He swivelled his chair to face Max.
"Max, do you mind if I go first?"
"Nope," she shook her head. "Do you need any help?" The words already had escaped her mouth before she was aware of it. She regretted with what she just said.
"You can use the guest bathroom if you wanna," he pretended he didn't hear her last question.
"Ok, see you in a minute," she said relieved. Max picked up her stuff and left.
. . .
Logan still wasn't ready when Max returned to the bedroom and crawled under the blankets.
With her super-enhanced hearing, she heard Logan grunting and cursing silently under his breath.
Max felt for him and wished that he didn't have to suffer so much.
After a little moment, the door opened and he wheeled out of the bathroom.
"Hey," he said sheepishly. Logan wanted to say something more, but didn't know what to say. "You're quick," he blurted out as he wheeled next to the bed and snapped on the brakes.
Max folded the blanket back on his side of the back, when Logan started to transfer himself on to the bed. She noticed the muscles tensing in his arms and chest, and his new and old scars which were impressively exposed to her for the first time.
Logan groaned with discomfort as he wiggled himself down next to Max.
"Are you still sore?" She asked.
Logan nodded in silence.
"Is it that bad?"
"I guess my nerve system is pretty screwed up at the moment," he sighed as he covered himself under the blanket.
"It will get better," she said as she cuddled next to him.
"Yeah, then I probably won't feel a thing at all," he said sarcastically.
"It's going to be OK, I am here with you." She patted him on his chest, giving him some comfort.
"Yeah," he said distractedly, not wanting to think what the future had in mind.
Max cuddled closer, resting her head on one of Logan's broad shoulders
Her fingers, which had been tugging on slightly hairy chest, were now stroking him.
Logan winced in pain her hand reached his abdomen.
Max looked up puzzled at his reaction. "Are you OK?"
"No, I'm not OK," he said sadly as he stared to the ceiling.
"What's wrong?" She propped herself up on her elbow, she had sensed that there was something going on.
"Max," he said as he grabbed her hand, which was still resting on his abdomen. "There is something I haven't told you."
"What?"
"After my surgery, I found out that the bullet fragment has damaged some nerves in my spine."
"How bad is it?" She asked carefully.
"The nerves are damaged till this point," he said as he traced a invisible line below his chest.
"No," she gasped covering her mouth with her hand.
"When I woke up at the hospital, I couldn't . . . I couldn't feel and I don't have any control from that point," he swallowed hard before he continued.
"Max, my injury level has increased, I might be paralysed from that point."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Well," he sighed. "When I got home, I wanted to tell you but I didn't know how to."
"You lied to me, Logan," she sat straight up. "I thought you trusted me!"
"Max, I . . ."
"I thought we wouldn't keep secrets from each other!" She snapped at him.
"Max," he said as he struggled to sit up. He groaned when he felt the pain searing through his back and abdomen.
"Max. . ." He said as he tried to catch his breath.
She looked at him as he awkwardly propped him self up into a sitting position to face her. He was panting from exertion, forehead slightly covered in sweat.
"Max," he tried again as he shifted his arms to find his balance. "I do trust you, I couldn't tell you. I mean, I didn't know how to deal with this myself, let alone tell you," he paused.
"And then I thought I was getting better, so I didn't tell you. Please don't be mad at me. I'm sorry."
"I hate it when you leave me out of things, you should have told me the truth."
"Max, I never meant to, but life started to look brighter and I didn't want to bring it up," he paused. His back was nearly killing him. He took a deep breath and looked in her big brown eyes. "I promise that I will never leave you out again."
"So, no more secrets?"
"No more secrets."
"No more hiding?"
"No more hiding, Max."
"I can live with that," she smiled and leaned forward to peck a kiss on his cheek.
"Thanks," he said shyly.
"Wanna catch some sleep?" Max didn't sleep much, but she could clearly see that he was tired.
"Yeah."
Max watched him as he shifted his arms, preparing to lower himself back down. He groaned at every move he made.
She quickly stretched out her arm, placed it under his back to support some of his body weight as he lay down.
"Thanks," he grunted when he was finally lying down underneath the warm blankets.
Max placed her hand back on his chest and rested her head on his shoulder, using it as a pillow.
Logan let out a deep sigh.
"You OK?"
"I wish you didn't have to see me like this."
"Logan, you made a promise."
"Yeah, no more hiding."
* * *
Check www.darkangel-alpha.tk to read the first scene of chapter 23 Midnight.
.TBC.
Please dont forget to review...everytime i see a review , it puts a smile on my face!
Anyone coming out of the readers closet?? LOL
Thanks for the reviews!
-colie--- thanks i dont think i will stop.. might consider a break.. but never stop...lol
-me--- sorry- took me more that 2 weeks! i hope you still like it!
-Steffi--- hey girl! thanks!
-zusanli--- Thanks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-SuperBlonde--- *passes a tissue* :-) thanks!
-Darkangel81--- Oh boy.. you had a sneak preview and read it first ( after idlehands that is ) LOL
-idlehands452--- thanks for beta-ing!!!! i hope you like it
-Rosie--- hey a new reviewer!!! thanks for coming out of the closet..LOL
-Darienetta Stoke--- annother new reader!!! thanks!!!!
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: Logan is upset. His body is giving him trouble.
Chapter 21: They dance until his legs are giving up on him.
. . .
Chapter 22 - The truth.
. . .
Logan panted, he was still catching his breath from the spasm he had before.
Max sat on her knees, embracing Logan whom's legs lay outstretched in front of him, slightly trembling.
He held onto Max with one firm arm and supported himself with the other on the wooden floor.
She rested her head on his shoulder, her forehead brushed against his neck, listening to his irregular breathing.
They sat like that for a while in the same position.
"How are you feeling?" She asked when he was breathing normal again.
"I've been better," he said sadly.
"Perhaps you be more comfortable in bed."
"Maybe," he sighed.
Max cuddled a bit tighter, inhaling his masculine scent. Logan sighed and embraced Max.
She ran her fingers for the last time through his hair on the back of his head before she let go.
She squatted down next to Logan. Their eyes were on the same level now.
"Do you think you can stand up?" She asked apprehensively.
Logan smiled and tried to stand up, but nothing happened, besides feeling more pain as he tried to move himself. He grimaced.
Max gently reached out and cupped his face. Logan avoided her eye contact, but she gently forced him to look at her. Humiliation was etched on his face.
She lovingly placed a kiss on his forehead and silently stood up, slowly she pushed the chair, which he had abandoned only a few days ago, over to Logan.
He glared at his chair, which was approaching him.
"So this is it, eh? Back to square one," he said while looking up at Max.
Max kneeled down to face Logan.
"It never mattered to me if you were able to walk or not," she looked into his eyes while tracing her finger along his scruffy jaw line.
"So you prefer me in a chair?" He snapped at her, almost bursting into tears.
"No, it's never been about you, being able to walk or not," she said calmly. "It's you, I love, Logan. I love you no matter what," she tried to convince him.
Logan stared blankly at her without saying a word.
Max tugged him at his shoulder. "Come on, let's get nice and warm in bed," she said sheepishly, trying to get that smile back on his face.
. . .
Logan gathered his thoughts together and let out a deep sigh, before he pushed his chair in the right position for him to transfer.
After locking the brakes of the chair, he slowly pushed himself up. The exertion was clearly shown on his face.
Max stood there, watching him. She saw that Logan couldn't make the transfer on his own. He let out a deep groan as she helped him back into the chair.
"Thanks," he grunted as he placed his feet on the footrest and stiffly wheeled himself to his bedroom with Max right behind him.
Logan headed straight to his closet and got out a clean towel and boxers.
He swivelled his chair to face Max.
"Max, do you mind if I go first?"
"Nope," she shook her head. "Do you need any help?" The words already had escaped her mouth before she was aware of it. She regretted with what she just said.
"You can use the guest bathroom if you wanna," he pretended he didn't hear her last question.
"Ok, see you in a minute," she said relieved. Max picked up her stuff and left.
. . .
Logan still wasn't ready when Max returned to the bedroom and crawled under the blankets.
With her super-enhanced hearing, she heard Logan grunting and cursing silently under his breath.
Max felt for him and wished that he didn't have to suffer so much.
After a little moment, the door opened and he wheeled out of the bathroom.
"Hey," he said sheepishly. Logan wanted to say something more, but didn't know what to say. "You're quick," he blurted out as he wheeled next to the bed and snapped on the brakes.
Max folded the blanket back on his side of the back, when Logan started to transfer himself on to the bed. She noticed the muscles tensing in his arms and chest, and his new and old scars which were impressively exposed to her for the first time.
Logan groaned with discomfort as he wiggled himself down next to Max.
"Are you still sore?" She asked.
Logan nodded in silence.
"Is it that bad?"
"I guess my nerve system is pretty screwed up at the moment," he sighed as he covered himself under the blanket.
"It will get better," she said as she cuddled next to him.
"Yeah, then I probably won't feel a thing at all," he said sarcastically.
"It's going to be OK, I am here with you." She patted him on his chest, giving him some comfort.
"Yeah," he said distractedly, not wanting to think what the future had in mind.
Max cuddled closer, resting her head on one of Logan's broad shoulders
Her fingers, which had been tugging on slightly hairy chest, were now stroking him.
Logan winced in pain her hand reached his abdomen.
Max looked up puzzled at his reaction. "Are you OK?"
"No, I'm not OK," he said sadly as he stared to the ceiling.
"What's wrong?" She propped herself up on her elbow, she had sensed that there was something going on.
"Max," he said as he grabbed her hand, which was still resting on his abdomen. "There is something I haven't told you."
"What?"
"After my surgery, I found out that the bullet fragment has damaged some nerves in my spine."
"How bad is it?" She asked carefully.
"The nerves are damaged till this point," he said as he traced a invisible line below his chest.
"No," she gasped covering her mouth with her hand.
"When I woke up at the hospital, I couldn't . . . I couldn't feel and I don't have any control from that point," he swallowed hard before he continued.
"Max, my injury level has increased, I might be paralysed from that point."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Well," he sighed. "When I got home, I wanted to tell you but I didn't know how to."
"You lied to me, Logan," she sat straight up. "I thought you trusted me!"
"Max, I . . ."
"I thought we wouldn't keep secrets from each other!" She snapped at him.
"Max," he said as he struggled to sit up. He groaned when he felt the pain searing through his back and abdomen.
"Max. . ." He said as he tried to catch his breath.
She looked at him as he awkwardly propped him self up into a sitting position to face her. He was panting from exertion, forehead slightly covered in sweat.
"Max," he tried again as he shifted his arms to find his balance. "I do trust you, I couldn't tell you. I mean, I didn't know how to deal with this myself, let alone tell you," he paused.
"And then I thought I was getting better, so I didn't tell you. Please don't be mad at me. I'm sorry."
"I hate it when you leave me out of things, you should have told me the truth."
"Max, I never meant to, but life started to look brighter and I didn't want to bring it up," he paused. His back was nearly killing him. He took a deep breath and looked in her big brown eyes. "I promise that I will never leave you out again."
"So, no more secrets?"
"No more secrets."
"No more hiding?"
"No more hiding, Max."
"I can live with that," she smiled and leaned forward to peck a kiss on his cheek.
"Thanks," he said shyly.
"Wanna catch some sleep?" Max didn't sleep much, but she could clearly see that he was tired.
"Yeah."
Max watched him as he shifted his arms, preparing to lower himself back down. He groaned at every move he made.
She quickly stretched out her arm, placed it under his back to support some of his body weight as he lay down.
"Thanks," he grunted when he was finally lying down underneath the warm blankets.
Max placed her hand back on his chest and rested her head on his shoulder, using it as a pillow.
Logan let out a deep sigh.
"You OK?"
"I wish you didn't have to see me like this."
"Logan, you made a promise."
"Yeah, no more hiding."
* * *
Check www.darkangel-alpha.tk to read the first scene of chapter 23 Midnight.
.TBC.
Please dont forget to review...everytime i see a review , it puts a smile on my face!
Anyone coming out of the readers closet?? LOL