Rainbow Connection Chapter 2: Who's That Girl?, a dark angel fanfic

RAINBOW CONNECTION

by Newly Human

Synopsis: Back at home, Logan wakes with a splitting headache and a mysterious girl bound to his favourite chair. Friendship, intrigue, action, and most importantly… hope.

Timeline: The following takes place in between seasons 1 and 2.

Disclaimer: Dark Angel the series and all it's characters belong to Fox, Cameron/Eglee Productions and other respective owners. I don't mean to infringe so please don't sue. Kaia Kilbourne and the plot are mine.

Authors Note: Thanks to everyone for their reviews. The next few chapters will be coming in quick so stay tuned! Feedback is always appreciated. --Newly Human

CHAPTER 2
Who's That Girl?

Logan was awake long before his eyes were open. A thudding pain continued to echo in the back of his head. He forced his heavy eyelids open slowly and took in the scene before him. He was in his familiar room, lying on his familiar bed, with his familiar chair sitting in the corner beside it. The only odd thing in the room was the girl sitting in the chair. She was taped at the mouth and a long white chord was wrapped multiple times around her torso, arms and legs. It bound her tightly to the chair. He took in her muddy jeans and red, slightly torn t-shirt. The words New York, New York were barely readable in the front. She was small in figure, but looked about 21. Her head was drooping down, and her eyes closed. Logan pulled himself up into a sitting position. At the first rustle of bedspread the girl's eyes snapped open. Logan froze. Her eyes were a pale green, almost grey. The look she emitted from them was of pure sadness. With her head slightly lifted Logan could see that sometime recently the girl had cried. Heavily. She stared at him with those red eyes for what seemed like forever, then without warning the girl released her gaze and turned away to look out the window.

Suddenly finding his voice Logan broke the silence.

"Who are you?"

The girl turned back to him looking utterly drained. She moved her jaw, drawing attention to the tape preventing her from answering. It hurt to move, but Logan slowly crawled out of bed and approached the girl.

He stopped. "Barcode?"

She shook her head and angled her neck so that he could inspect for himself. Satisfied, Logan peeled the tape from her lips. With each inch, she flinched in pain. Finally free, the girl stretched her mouth several times before speaking. Her voice was hoarse from the crying.

"Thanks."

She turned back to the window, making no more moves to speak.

"So are you going to tell me who you are?"

Just then a knock sounded. Syl's head appeared behind the door.

"Logan, you awake?" Seeing him perched on his bed beside the girl was enough of an answer.

"Can we talk?" She seemed to ignore the girl's presence and disappeared back out the door.

Logan turned back to the figure. She was still facing the window.

"I guess I'll be back." He told her before moving to follow Syl.

Even as Logan closed the bedroom door behind him the girl had made no sound to indicate that she had ever heard him.

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In the living room, Krit and Syl sat on the sofa while Lydecker stood facing the window. Logan stormed in the room as best as he could with the deep pain in his head.

"What the hell is going on in there?" He raged.

"You don't know her?" Krit asked, unfazed by his tone.

"No. Why?" Logan's anger was short lived as confusion and curiosity took over. "What's going on?"

Syl started to explain. "She was outside Manticore last night. Showed up right after we got back."

"Well, why is she here? And bound – "

"Would you prefer if she were dead?" Lydecker spoke up suddenly. "Because that's what should have already happened."

He turned to look at Logan. Logan didn't answer so he continued.

"She knows about Zack, about the X5's. We need to know how. And how much."

Lydecker began moving towards the bedroom, but Logan stopped him.

"Wait. Let me talk to her."

Lydecker shook his head instantly. "I really should be doing that. You don't –"

"She's young." Logan interrupted, "And looks pretty harmless. You're just gonna be in there threatening her. At least I might be able to get her to trust me."

Logan waited while Lydecker thought it over.

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The bedroom door opened again and Logan stepped in. The girl was now staring at her lap. Dark strands of hair, dirty and in a mess, fell to cover her face.

"Hi again." He began.

When she didn't respond Logan moved to the bed and sat where he was earlier. He let out a long breath.

"So…" He didn't know where to start. "What's your name?"

It took a while for the girl to answer. She tried to take a few deep breaths but they came out erratic. Finally she whispered her answer without looking up.

"Kaia."

Logan smiled at the achievement. "Hi Kaia, I'm Logan."

She fell silent again. He realised that this was going to be a slow conversation. Suddenly he noticed her white, blood deprived hands and realised that the cord was wrapped so tightly around her that she was having trouble breathing, let alone speaking. He immediately jumped up. At the sudden movement a new burst of pain ripped through his head and he stumbled. Kaia turned to him, a worried look on her face.

She tried to speak. "Are you – "

"I'm okay," He assured her and after taking a moment to compose himself starting working on the rope.

"I'm sorry Kaia. Those military aren't really known for their hospitality."

"I know." Kaia breathed.

The knot in the rope was hard to release.

"And how do you know?" Logan asked gently as he continued to work.

"Zack. He wasn't so friendly when we first…" Kaia trailed off. She closed her eyes and a fresh pair of tears fell.

"How did you meet him?" Logan prodded again.

Kaia opened her eyes. Remembering, she smiled slightly. "He tried to kill me."