Hormones

By: lfbrox

Rating: R

Timeframe: A couple of month after Freak Nation. Logan can of course walk.

AN: Hey guys. Sorry for the incredible long wait. I won't let that happen again. I finished the story, so now I can give you a chapter a week. How does that sound? I hope you're still out there and review.

I have to warn you, that this chapter is not beta-proofed. My incredible beta Sammi is in major stress studying for the final exams. You go gurl. I'm sure those exams are a piece of cake for you. I wish you all the luck in the world. So blame it on me if there are any mistakes.

Also thanks to idlehands452 for giving me a reason to write again. I hope you enjoy it. So here it goes.

Chapter 18: Close to home and desperation

They were on their way home. And while Clemente was relieved to finally get to his family, Syl, Mole and especially Alec wondered when Seattle, when TerminalCity had become the home that they were now looking forward to arriving at.

Safe house, New Westminster

At some point during their cuddling and talking while sitting in front of the fire place and sipping their wine the both dozed off. When Logan awoke in the middle of the night because his back was hurting so much from leaning against the couch, he was surprised to find Max still tightly cuddled up next to him – sleeping.

This situation has worn her out more than she wants to admit. Thought Logan and tried to move in a more comfortable position without waking her up. But unfortunately his leg slipped from the pillows where it was propped up and landed with a loud thump on the floor followed by a scream from Logan. Max head shot up from where it was laying on Logan's chest and looked around confused, trying to remember where she was.

"Logan? What's wrong?" Max asked in concern after having remembered where they were.

"Sorry. Didn't mean to wake you." He smiled apologetically and took the opportunity to sit up and stretch his sore back.

"S'okay. How's your leg?" Max yawned and moved closer to his leg to check if the ice was still cold.

"Fine. But my back is killing me. Why don't you get some more ice for my knee and I drag myself to the bed?" Logan said and lifted himself up to grab his walker.

"Sure." Max said yawning again and got up to get to the kitchen and get some ice and to give Logan some privacy to hoist himself to the bedroom. She heard the toilet flush and decided to go to the guest bathroom to brush her teeth and give him some more time to settle in bed. When she returned Logan lay already in bed, wearing only his boxers and a smile.

"Nothing against your clothes, but I like that much better." Max said giving his body an appreciative look then moved to his leg to prop it up and secure the ice bag on it.

"Thanks. But you scored the clothes for me, didn't you?" Logan asked looking ruefully at the pile of clothes on the floor.

"The best I could do. But as we pretend that we're on vacation we won't be wearing too much clothes anyway." Max replied and stripped off her own clothes and much to Logan's liking completely.

"Well, you won't hear me object." Logan answered with a grin and opened his arms so she could settle in closer.

"I make sure you won't." Max shot back and swiftly moved on top of him careful to not hurt his leg but with enough force to tell him what was on her mind. Logan wasted no time and grabbed her ass while she hungrily started to devour his mouth. And Logan did not object but responded eagerly to her kiss and letting his hands roam her naked figure.

On the boat:

"We should have brought some food." Alec whined after a few hours on the boat. He had slept for a bit and now he was just incredibly bored and hungry.

"Zip it. We're all hungry." Mole growled back.

"Hey. Just trying to make conversation." Alec replied and turned toward Clemente. He sat next to him and stared ahead, not really looking at anything in particular. He looked too spaced out and deeply in thoughts to engage in some small talk so Alec tried Syl.

"Don't even try Alec. I'm tired and not in the mood to entertain you." Syl said anticipating that Alec was trying to get on her nerves next.

"Hey you guys can relax. We have already crossed the border. The only thing we can do is wait another few hours and try not to kill each other. I just tried not to bore myself to death. But fine. Let's just sit here and wait – in silence." Alec said and closed his eyes pretending to go back to sleep – which he couldn't.

TerminalCity Headquarters:

"Headquarters, Dix here." Dix answered the phone while typing up a storm browsing through Logan's files.

"Hey Dix. We have found Clemente's family. They were hiding out in Chinatown with some of Sung's relatives. Found a safe house yet?" Jesse asked hoping Dix would have something so he could go back to TC.

"Yeah, there's a house set up south of Seattle." Dix told him and gave him the directions.

"Anything new on the front?" Jesse asked already heading towards the safe house.

"No. We were able to access the informant net, but there are so many information that it's hard to find anything we need. It's all coded. I just hope we get in touch with Logan soon. We really can't do it fast enough." Dix explained a little disappointed.

"Okay. Let me know if you hear anything." Jesse said and hung up. He quickly glanced into the back of the van where Clemente's wife and his 3 kids where curled up in blankets.

"It's gonna be okay. We bring you to a safe place." He assured them and then concentrated on the dark road trying to avoid the sector cops.

Warehouse outside of Seattle

"We have added 15 more teams to the search. We have the borders covered on all accessible locations. We have also added search teams to 3 major harbors on the coast ma'am. The helicopters have spread their search radius and we have send soldiers to join the police on the borders of Terminal City – undercover of course. Ma'am." Victor ended his report to Renfro who sat in her chair in front of him and listened carefully.

He did everything he could and mobilized as many people as possible in the last few hours without giving away his newly acquired knowledge of Renfro's secret project. They still had not found a clue on where the transgenics might be, but he did the best he could. He only hoped that Renfro would see that. He had not found out anymore information on the whole 'project unicorn' but he intended to do so. But first he should make sure that Renfro would not kill him so he could investigate.

"Okay." Renfro finally rasped. "Inform me as soon as you hear anything." With that she rolled back to her chambers. When the sliding doors finally closed behind her Victor slumped down in his seat and let out a deep breath. That might have just saved his life.

He got up on still shaky legs, gabbed his cell phone and when he made sure no one was looking he slid a scrambling device in the pocket of his jacket.

"I need to catch some fresh air," he informed the soldiers who sat next to him on the communication terminal. "Keep monitoring the teams and inform me as soon as anything turns up."

"Ay sir." Was the collective answer from the soldiers. With a brief nod in their general direction Victor gabbed his jacket and walked out the door – looking more confident than he felt. He closed the door behind him and stood for a few seconds enjoying the fresh morning air. After a while he walked further away towards his car.

Safe house, New Westminster

Max was impatiently squirming on top of Logan. Not that she was thinking too much, but she figured that she would have to move from her comfortable and first and foremost extremely stimulating and arousing position when she wanted to take his boxer shorts off.

Especially since she had to be extra careful with his knee. After pondering her options for a few seconds while still kissing him senseless, Max decided that soft and slow was for wimps and so she grabbed the offending garment on both sides of his hips and ripped it right off him.

Max' eager reaction caused Logan to laugh and therefore break the heated kiss. But that didn't bother Max all too much because she attacked his neck with eager force. That stopped Logan's giggling abruptly and caused him to groan, grab her hips and press her closer against his painfully hard errection.

Max didn't lose anymore time and lifted her hips, impaled herself on him and swallowed his surprised gasp by attacking his mouth yet again. She rotated her hips slightly, teasing Logan, driving him crazy with need and left him breathless.

After a few more rotations Max took mercy on him. Sensing his need to breath she broke the kiss, sat up, bracing her hands on his chest and took up her rotating motion teasingly slow. After regaining some breath and the control not to come right away, he smiled up at her and supported her rotating hips with a firm grip around her waist.

"Are you sure you're not in heat anymore?" He teased her while squeezing her hips. "Cause then we would have a supply problem. I don't think you can score stuff like that in a retirement home."

"Shut up Logan. Can't I want you just as much when I'm not in heat?" Max replied and proved her statement to be true by lifting her hips sliding him almost completely out and then sank down on him hard.

"Oh my god Max. By all means then have me." Logan yelped and supported her hips again, bringing her down even harder. He even tried to thrust up to meat her but that was almost impossible with his propped up leg.

They kept on moving like that for long minutes, sometimes slowing down a little when the release came too close only to pick up even more speed, making the movements even harder and more desperate. When suddenly Max stopped moving.

"Oh my god Logan!!!!" Max yelled.

"Yes Max. Don't stop. Don't stop." Logan replied with his eyes shut his orgasm so very close.

"No Logan. Stop. Logan. Stop." Max yelled again and shook him lightly on his shoulders to get his attention.

"What???" Logan asked incredulous. "Why are we always doing this?"

"Logan. The last time we did it….., oh my god, and the time before in the bathroom." Max stammered.

"Yes Max I remember. It was wonderful. Now where were we?" Logan answered clueless and moved his hands back to Max' hips. But before he could get her to move an inch and give him the release he needed Max swatted his hands away.

"No Logan. I mean. We didn't use protection then, did we? Please correct me if I was too far gone to notice. Please do." Max said pleading hoping that he would refresh her memory. But the blank look on Logan's face and his unmoving hands told her that she was indeed right.

"Oh my god." Was all Logan got out. "God. Max."

"I know." Max replied. Then they just sat there for a minute staring at each other – shocked, perplex.

On the boat:

"Alright guy's. We should start moving to the ramp. We're almost there. Maybe we can make it out without anybody seeing us." Syl said as she rose and checked the area for any movements.

"I don't think we're that lucky. The sun has already begun to rise. The guys that are going to unload the freight will be waiting on the dock." Alec reasoned and looked for a different way out.

"Besides with Mole in our team they won't even think we're some kid's fetching a free ride." He added while all the while looking at Syl, clearly trying to avoid the lizard-man's angry glare.

"Yeah. Guess you're right." Syl said and looked apologetically at Mole.

"How about we hide in one of those large boxes and have ourselves get unloaded onto the deck?" Clemente suggested out of the blue. They all turned to look at him in surprise. He had hardly spoken three sentences since they have been on the run. He always seemed to be in his own little world and didn't want to be disturbed.

"Works for me. Let's find a box that is spacious enough for all of us." Alec said getting up. Inwardly he cursed himself that he didn't think of this, but not admitting it by praising Clemente for this idea.

"Yeah. Let's spread out. But be careful. Never know when they will come down here to get the freight ready for transport." Syl suggested and they all nodded and disappeared in different directions in search for a box to accommodate them.

Warehouse outside of Seattle

Victor sat in his car that was parked a little further away from the warehouse. He had the windows down and welcomed the cool morning breeze that filled the car. He sat still and was starring at his cell phone, debating whether to call someone and inform this person about Renfro's hidden agenda. But who could he talk to? How could he explain something about this secret "project unicorn" when he knew so little about it and had even less evidence? How could he gather evidence without Renfro or one of her anonymous partners finding out? Who was in on that project? It really could be anyone. After all. Renfro had been and still was a powerful person.

He sat there for a long time debating in his head what to do. Then finally something seemed to snap in him. He dug inside the pocket of his coat and retrieved the scrambling device, attached it to his cell phone and dialed the only number he could think of dialing.

AN: All right guys. A little short. Bad cliffhanger – but I needed to stop there. Suspense. But don't you worry. The next chapter is ready and waiting for you. Hope you liked it a little and thanks a lot for still reading and reviewing. To quote Queen L. "If you're good to Mama. Mama is good to you." Till next time. How about same time next week?

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