Disclaimer: As usual. You know the deal.
Note: Ok, so this is the next one, there is not that much action right now, but I think the shippers will still enjoy it. At least we hope so.
Have fun and let us know what you think!!!
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"And now?" Max light-heartedly strolled down the street next to Logan, feeling relaxed and happy.
She had taken the bags from Logan and swung them back and forth playfully.
"Now, let's get you some shoes!" he said.
"Aiight." She looked around. "This is a really beautiful city. Much more relaxed than Seattle."
"Yes and the people are much friendlier and ..more tolerant. I always wanted to live here."
"Really? Why do you stay in Seattle? I mean you have the means to move, and Eyes Only could operate from anywhere?"
"I kind of grew attached to that penthouse. Besides most of my informants live there and Matt Sung and...well, I guess I'd miss Bling..."
"Would you...I mean, I'm sure I would, would you miss me?" She looked at him from the side.
Logan chuckled at that innocent question.
"What?!" Max glanced at him suspiciously.
"Well, assuming that you were not on the run with me right now and assuming that I had to be all alone in this big city and....if I had...."He looked up at Max teasingly.
"Well if that was the case and I really moved to San Francisco...I think that...maybe...yeah. I would miss you," he said, carefully watching her reaction. "Like that time you had to leave with Zack," Logan added more seriously, his expression changing.
She looked at him in surprise. "You missed me?" She swallowed. "I mean, I didn't want to leave either, not really. It was hard to say goodbye. I didn't know that feeling."
"I told you I would miss you, back in the car... . I actually started missing you the very moment you...we... . But anyway, you had to go. "
She looked down at the pavement. "That's what Zack kept telling me. But you know, that night, I couldn't sleep. I mean, I never do sleep much, but I felt so restless, like something bad was going on. I think I even had a nightmare, and not about Manticore. And suddenly I felt that urge to call you, and when I had Bling on the phone and I heard that hospital announcement in the background I didn't hesitate another second." She wasn't sure it was the best move to reveal that.
Logan stopped in his tracks now and looked up at her. He was surprised that she was that open with him. But he had always wondered why she had come back.
He hesitated for a second, then decided to give her a revelation about himself in return. "You know, that evening, I was sitting in my apartment, staring out into the rain. Bling was there trying to cheer me up. He told me I could always go with you after the surgery. But I wouldn't listen to him. I felt like having made that conscious decision to...let you go. That was the way it had to be, the way it was supposed to be. You had to go your way, and I had to stay back in Seattle to continue the fight for Eyes Only. But that evening I actually felt like I wouldn't survive the next day anyway. And I didn't care. I didn't want to go through all this.... I didn't have the strength to take any more of this...all by myself."
"Why didn't you tell me?" Her eyes filled with tears and she angrily blinked them away. "I'm sorry."
"I had to make sure you were safe. If I had told you...would you still have left?"
She shook her head. "No. Not in a million years." She answered honstly and almost in a whisper, then she smiled sadly. "And you know, there is something else…. Do you remember the song- the one from the car?" She turned to face him. "Well, this might sound stupid, but when I transfused you, I had that dream... . We were…"
"....dancing?" Logan completed her sentence, looking up into her brown eyes.
"Yeah." She took a deep breath. "So you had that dream, too?"
Logan nodded in disbelief. "You said: 'Mind over matter.' And it worked. I got up and we danced...to the song from the car." He smiled sadly. "Sibelius."
"Wow. This is kinda freaky, isn't it?" She had to go on walking, she couldn't stand still now.
"Max!" Logan grabbed his wheels to keep up with her.
"I mean, this can't be right? It's just a coincidence..." She took a deep breath and turned to look at him again. "Or..."
Logan summoned all his courage and took hold of Max's hand. "But don't you think this could …mean something?" He said shyly. "I mean, two people having the same dream at the same time…"
"Logan..." She threw her hands in the air in frustration. She couldn't deal with this situation. That was so not what she had expected, but wasn't it just what she had wanted?
Suddenly Max felt someone shove her aside and move towards Logan, in her emotional state she didn't react right away.
Logan felt somebody come closer and he turned to see if Max tried to play a joke on him, then he saw the face of a pale kid right in front of him. He realized he had left his little bag with the wallet in his lap. He had totally forgotten about it. Automatically he reached for it and grabbed it in the exact same moment the other guy did. From the awkward angle he didn't have as much strength as the guy who had come running. Within moments he felt himself fall, at the same time he could see a blur that had to be Max jump after the guy. He fumbled for his glasses and was relieved to find them on the pavement next to him.
By the time Logan had adjusted his glasses and untangled himself, Max had grabbed the kid by his collar and was dragging him into a corner between two shops.
She had already gotten hold of Logan's wallet and was now glaring at the guy, yelling at him. Logan was relieved that the situation obviously was not as serious as he had first thought-that was if Max didn't change that.
He worriedly looked around, hoping they hadn't attracted too much attention and at the same time he
tried to keep an eye on Max who was still shouting at the kid. He set up his chair and made an attempt to get back into it. But from this position his shoulder wouldn't permit the strain.
Max knew that she was overreacting, but she had just been so emotional, and this guy had threatened Logan. She found it very hard to control herself and keep a semblance of calmness.
She glared at the boy, a thin kid with pale brown eyes. "I don't wanna see you ever again, or I'll kick your ass, aiight?"
Logan was hesitant what to do. He could either ask or rather call for her, attracting even more attention or let her kill the guy.
She shoved the kid back and he almost landed on his back, in the very last second he caught himself and ran in the small aisle between two houses.
Relieved, Logan saw Max let go off the boy who disappeared as fast as he had come.
Max took one deep breath and then turned around to hurry back to Logan. She hadn't quite seen what had happened to him.
"Are you OK?" She hesitantly kneeled down next to him, not sure how to react. She knew from experience that he was sensitive about being helped, but what was she supposed to do? Watch him as he struggled to climb into his chair in pain?
She glanced around, only few people had stopped to look at the couple, she wanted to yell at them to go on, but she knew that wouldn't help.
Logan sucked in a deep breath and tried to ignore the people, but it was like he could feel their stares on him, piercing his back. Still he had to admit that it would be better to let Max help him and get it over with quickly, instead of having them watch his pathetic struggle to get back into the chair any longer.
"Do you want my help?" Max carefully held out a hand.
He looked up at Max and nodded almost invisibly. Before he knew, Max had him back in the chair and he could see the people move on from the corner of his eye. He didn't dare look at them directly. He didn't want to see the looks on their faces. He could feel the wave of embarrassment reach a peak. Not only had he needed Max defend him, or at least his wallet, but he had also needed her to pick him up from the floor with all eyes on him. How often would he have to endure that? How often could he endure that?
Max quickly stepped back, knowing how humiliating that must have been. And he had been in such a good mood only minutes before.
With a smile she held out his wallet. "I think you lost this."
Logan couldn't help but smile at her innocent remark. "Thank you. I hadn't noticed," he said with a smirk.
"You need this, you know. Or how are you supposed to pay for my shoes otherwise?" She was just glad he could at least pretend he had his head wrapped around it.
"Right! " Logan sighed. "Back to business!"
"That's my boy." Max grinned and then patted his shoulder like he was a dog. Logan threw her an irritated look but didn't say a thing. He was thankful that she had brushed the incident off like that.
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TBC...soon.
Note: Ok, so this is the next one, there is not that much action right now, but I think the shippers will still enjoy it. At least we hope so.
Have fun and let us know what you think!!!
**
"And now?" Max light-heartedly strolled down the street next to Logan, feeling relaxed and happy.
She had taken the bags from Logan and swung them back and forth playfully.
"Now, let's get you some shoes!" he said.
"Aiight." She looked around. "This is a really beautiful city. Much more relaxed than Seattle."
"Yes and the people are much friendlier and ..more tolerant. I always wanted to live here."
"Really? Why do you stay in Seattle? I mean you have the means to move, and Eyes Only could operate from anywhere?"
"I kind of grew attached to that penthouse. Besides most of my informants live there and Matt Sung and...well, I guess I'd miss Bling..."
"Would you...I mean, I'm sure I would, would you miss me?" She looked at him from the side.
Logan chuckled at that innocent question.
"What?!" Max glanced at him suspiciously.
"Well, assuming that you were not on the run with me right now and assuming that I had to be all alone in this big city and....if I had...."He looked up at Max teasingly.
"Well if that was the case and I really moved to San Francisco...I think that...maybe...yeah. I would miss you," he said, carefully watching her reaction. "Like that time you had to leave with Zack," Logan added more seriously, his expression changing.
She looked at him in surprise. "You missed me?" She swallowed. "I mean, I didn't want to leave either, not really. It was hard to say goodbye. I didn't know that feeling."
"I told you I would miss you, back in the car... . I actually started missing you the very moment you...we... . But anyway, you had to go. "
She looked down at the pavement. "That's what Zack kept telling me. But you know, that night, I couldn't sleep. I mean, I never do sleep much, but I felt so restless, like something bad was going on. I think I even had a nightmare, and not about Manticore. And suddenly I felt that urge to call you, and when I had Bling on the phone and I heard that hospital announcement in the background I didn't hesitate another second." She wasn't sure it was the best move to reveal that.
Logan stopped in his tracks now and looked up at her. He was surprised that she was that open with him. But he had always wondered why she had come back.
He hesitated for a second, then decided to give her a revelation about himself in return. "You know, that evening, I was sitting in my apartment, staring out into the rain. Bling was there trying to cheer me up. He told me I could always go with you after the surgery. But I wouldn't listen to him. I felt like having made that conscious decision to...let you go. That was the way it had to be, the way it was supposed to be. You had to go your way, and I had to stay back in Seattle to continue the fight for Eyes Only. But that evening I actually felt like I wouldn't survive the next day anyway. And I didn't care. I didn't want to go through all this.... I didn't have the strength to take any more of this...all by myself."
"Why didn't you tell me?" Her eyes filled with tears and she angrily blinked them away. "I'm sorry."
"I had to make sure you were safe. If I had told you...would you still have left?"
She shook her head. "No. Not in a million years." She answered honstly and almost in a whisper, then she smiled sadly. "And you know, there is something else…. Do you remember the song- the one from the car?" She turned to face him. "Well, this might sound stupid, but when I transfused you, I had that dream... . We were…"
"....dancing?" Logan completed her sentence, looking up into her brown eyes.
"Yeah." She took a deep breath. "So you had that dream, too?"
Logan nodded in disbelief. "You said: 'Mind over matter.' And it worked. I got up and we danced...to the song from the car." He smiled sadly. "Sibelius."
"Wow. This is kinda freaky, isn't it?" She had to go on walking, she couldn't stand still now.
"Max!" Logan grabbed his wheels to keep up with her.
"I mean, this can't be right? It's just a coincidence..." She took a deep breath and turned to look at him again. "Or..."
Logan summoned all his courage and took hold of Max's hand. "But don't you think this could …mean something?" He said shyly. "I mean, two people having the same dream at the same time…"
"Logan..." She threw her hands in the air in frustration. She couldn't deal with this situation. That was so not what she had expected, but wasn't it just what she had wanted?
Suddenly Max felt someone shove her aside and move towards Logan, in her emotional state she didn't react right away.
Logan felt somebody come closer and he turned to see if Max tried to play a joke on him, then he saw the face of a pale kid right in front of him. He realized he had left his little bag with the wallet in his lap. He had totally forgotten about it. Automatically he reached for it and grabbed it in the exact same moment the other guy did. From the awkward angle he didn't have as much strength as the guy who had come running. Within moments he felt himself fall, at the same time he could see a blur that had to be Max jump after the guy. He fumbled for his glasses and was relieved to find them on the pavement next to him.
By the time Logan had adjusted his glasses and untangled himself, Max had grabbed the kid by his collar and was dragging him into a corner between two shops.
She had already gotten hold of Logan's wallet and was now glaring at the guy, yelling at him. Logan was relieved that the situation obviously was not as serious as he had first thought-that was if Max didn't change that.
He worriedly looked around, hoping they hadn't attracted too much attention and at the same time he
tried to keep an eye on Max who was still shouting at the kid. He set up his chair and made an attempt to get back into it. But from this position his shoulder wouldn't permit the strain.
Max knew that she was overreacting, but she had just been so emotional, and this guy had threatened Logan. She found it very hard to control herself and keep a semblance of calmness.
She glared at the boy, a thin kid with pale brown eyes. "I don't wanna see you ever again, or I'll kick your ass, aiight?"
Logan was hesitant what to do. He could either ask or rather call for her, attracting even more attention or let her kill the guy.
She shoved the kid back and he almost landed on his back, in the very last second he caught himself and ran in the small aisle between two houses.
Relieved, Logan saw Max let go off the boy who disappeared as fast as he had come.
Max took one deep breath and then turned around to hurry back to Logan. She hadn't quite seen what had happened to him.
"Are you OK?" She hesitantly kneeled down next to him, not sure how to react. She knew from experience that he was sensitive about being helped, but what was she supposed to do? Watch him as he struggled to climb into his chair in pain?
She glanced around, only few people had stopped to look at the couple, she wanted to yell at them to go on, but she knew that wouldn't help.
Logan sucked in a deep breath and tried to ignore the people, but it was like he could feel their stares on him, piercing his back. Still he had to admit that it would be better to let Max help him and get it over with quickly, instead of having them watch his pathetic struggle to get back into the chair any longer.
"Do you want my help?" Max carefully held out a hand.
He looked up at Max and nodded almost invisibly. Before he knew, Max had him back in the chair and he could see the people move on from the corner of his eye. He didn't dare look at them directly. He didn't want to see the looks on their faces. He could feel the wave of embarrassment reach a peak. Not only had he needed Max defend him, or at least his wallet, but he had also needed her to pick him up from the floor with all eyes on him. How often would he have to endure that? How often could he endure that?
Max quickly stepped back, knowing how humiliating that must have been. And he had been in such a good mood only minutes before.
With a smile she held out his wallet. "I think you lost this."
Logan couldn't help but smile at her innocent remark. "Thank you. I hadn't noticed," he said with a smirk.
"You need this, you know. Or how are you supposed to pay for my shoes otherwise?" She was just glad he could at least pretend he had his head wrapped around it.
"Right! " Logan sighed. "Back to business!"
"That's my boy." Max grinned and then patted his shoulder like he was a dog. Logan threw her an irritated look but didn't say a thing. He was thankful that she had brushed the incident off like that.
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TBC...soon.