orig. A/N: Hey guys thanks for the good reviews, I thought of this before Asha and the season premier (yes i know it took me forever to write it, but i do think of a bunch of new fanfic ideas a day so bear with me here) so Gale isn't a copy of Asha and she isnt really anything like her, except she kinda wants Logan (but she's not in love with him or anything) and shes not really supposed to look like Asha either so please read it and tell me wacha think, thanks : )

Chapter 2:

Foggle Towers, Seattle, around 10PM

Max made her way up to the Penthouse in the towers. She wanted to get up there as fast as she could but the fucking brown-out had knocked the elevators out of wack. She couldnt shake the nervous feeling she had in the pit of her stomach, she didnt get that too often, and it was freakin annoying. -If Logan's got some chick all over him someone's gonna get their ass kicked- she thought to herself, (Common Max, he's got every right to have someone else. He thinks you're dead, its been almost a year, and he's incredibly sexy.) She smiled at the last part of her thoughts. (There just better be no god damn Eskimo.) Max made it up to the top floor. Her heart started beating faster when she saw his door. Then she realized something was wrong. (Oh shit, that's not just a nervous feeling, I'm starting to have a seizure. Shit, what do I do. Lets see, no tryptohan, Brin at Crash... shit. Wait Logan's got tryptophan, no he doesn't Max you're dead remember, he'd have no use for it. Wait I dont want to see Logan after a year while I'm having a seizure it would take all the romance out of it, unless he's already slumming with his new wife anyway, shutup Max you're not helping.) Max began to feel the oncoming of her seizure as she slowly made her way to Logan's door clutching her side. Then it hit her harder and got worse.

"Logan.." she whispered. "..help."

Penthouse, Foggle Towers, around 9:41PM

Logan sighed as he sat down at his table with his drink and looked out the window of his apartment. There were candles lit around the room because of the brown out. His thoughts wondered, (Wallowing sucks. I need icecream. no, icecream cant get you drunk so it'll only take my mind off Max for a second. Damnit... Max.) He looked up when he heard a knock at the door. (Shit.) He started to get up but before he could the door swung open and Gale staggered in holding up Landen who had a towel pressed against his head stained with blood.

"Jesus criest what happened?" Logan said as he ran to help them out.

"Sorry Logan, there was kindof a 'scuffle' at the bar and your place was the closest." said Gale as she sat Landen down on the couch with Logan's help.

"Some drunken sleez came on to a brunet, she got pissed, a guy came over to tell the drunk to back off, the two guys started fighting, then both their friends came to help, it got kinda out of hand and somewhere inbetween a bar stool caught Landen in the forehead." she elaborated.

"Agh, it hurt too." moaned Landen.

"All this was over some creep?" Logan asked.

"Hey, you mess with a girl's personal space and you better watch your ass." she replied.

Logan sighed and pushed Landen back so he was lying down.

"Keep pressure on that, I'll go get the first aid kit." he said, picking up Gale's hand and putting it on the towel on Landen's forehead.

When Logan came back in a couple seconds Landen was out cold and Gale was inspecting his head.

"How is it?" he asked.

"It's not that bad, he's probably just out cause he's drunk." she said with a snicker.

"Here." he handed her the first aid kit and went to get ice.

"So what was the personal emergency that you missed all the action for?" she said, eyeing the drink on his table.

"Nothing." "Hey, you ok?" she asked as she came over to the kitchen.

"I'm fine"

"You sure cause you dont seem fine"

"I'm- Logan was interrupted as the door unlatched. Logan's heart stopped (well not literally),his mouth opened, and his eyes widened -Max? oh my god, Max. Im drunk, or asleep..I'm dreaming, oh my god.- Max stood in the door leaning on the frame and clutching her side and she managed a quick smile through her gahsps when she saw Logan.

"Logan." she half whispered. -Oh god im not dreaming, she's alive-

"Max." he hurried over to where she now had her back against the door frame and was slowly sliding down it through her shakes.

"Max ?"he said putting his hand on her face. She had already looked over at Gale and made as much of a shallow face as she could in her condition.

"Seizure." she managed to stammer.

"Its ok, you'll be ok"

That was the last thing she heard as her vision blurred and she collapsed.

-
"Logan what's going on?" Gale said as she came over to help.

"Stay here I'll be right back." Logan commanded and rushed to look for tryptophan.

He came back 30 seconds later, pushed a bag into Gale's hands and scooped Max up carrying her over to the other couch.

"Logan what the hell is going on." she said following him.

He held out his hand and she gave him the bag.

"Ill explain later." he said shooting the needle of tryptophan into Max's arm.

"Can I help?" she asked.

"No its ok." Logan replied. When he finished he looked at Max and ran his hand along her cheek. After a couple seconds he looked back up at Gale and stood up, still in shock.

"Is she gonna be ok?" she asked.

"She should be fine"

"Uh, who.. is she"

Logan sighed and glanced at Landen who was still out cold.

"Gale, um.. you might wanna sit down."