"Morning." Logan said, watching from his cot as Cindy sleepily sat up. "Feeling better?"
"Yeah, Original Cindy can take quite a bit. Yesterday was just pretty intense, you know."
"Tell me about it." Logan smiled kindly.
"Listen, I dunno what Max and you are planning..."
"Going to Europe, let things calm down..."
"Sounds like a plan. Any idea for what Original Cindy is up to?"
"Sorry? I thought you were coming with us."
"OC knows where she is not needed. You two lovebirds really should..."
"Cindy! Come one, that's not like you. Of course you are coming, that is if you want to. And Max would love it aswell, might be boring for her otherwise. After all, I'm an old crip." OC saw the sad smile on his face, but didn't get the chance to respond. "So what do ya say?"
"Well, it doesn't sound too bad, regarding my alternatives...So if you are serious about it." She saw Logan nod. "Ok, then, deal." And just a beat later. "Thanks. You are a great guy, for being a guy. Max's lucky."
"Thanks." Logan still shivered. For once he was somewhat grateful he couldn't feel his legs freezing.
"Gosh, I'm starving. Where is Max anyway?" Cindy asked.
"She and Bling wanted to go to the small town we passed yesterday and get gas and food."
"Hope they got some muffins."
"There are chocolate bars and some bananas in that bag over there. Would you mind getting me something to drink?"
**
"Hey, we're back."
Max climbed up the ladder with a bag. "Who would like bagles or muffins?"
Orginal Cindy grabbed the bag and retrieved delicious looking stuff from it. Max randomly grabbed some things and sat down on the cot Logan was still tethered to. Before she handed him his breakfast she stole herself a quick kiss.
"How long until Vancouver?"
"Not too long, we'll make it until the late afternoon without having to hurry." Bling sat down on his cot and reached for a muffin.
**
"You guys ready? We should better hit the road again." Bling eyed Logan. "Guess Max should help you down, huh?"
His friend nodded, frowning. Max saw that and before he knew what was going on and had had time to bath in his self-pity, she'd thrown him over her shoulder and without any sign of effort climbed down the ladder. Then she carefully placed him in his chair.
"Thanks." He said, shyly.
"Anytime."
"You wish."
"Logan, come with me." Bling was waiting for him a few feet towards the bushes.
Both girls could tell what was going on, but given that it was pretty embarassing for Logan they both pretended to be busy with searching for something in their bags.
Five minutes later the men returned, Logan's jaw tight, and they got ready to leave. Bling did the driving again.
There was not much talking, each of them deep in their own thoughts. Max was staring out the window. She was sure it was the right thing to do, but still she felt a tinge of guilt for leaving all those people behind. Then she saw Logan's face in the side mirror and that strengthened her resolve. He'd always loved her, and always would, that much she was sure of. Escaping Seattle was something she'd have to do for him, not for herself. That had not been about her and her feelings, Logan could never have become happy there, sitting or standing. As long as he'd been on his feet, she'd tried to dismiss those thoughts, pretend everything would eventually turn out fine. But now, that he was back in the chair, she'd had to face those facts, and there had been no other way.
They'd been through so much together, and Logan had always been there- even when she'd lied to him, driven him away, hurt him, he'd been there helping her in her very own fight. Now it was her turn to help him in his fight, to pay back some of the things he'd done for her. Besides, that really was what she'd always been dreaming of, living a normal life, without always having to look over her shoulder, and without always being hunted by her past.
"Max! Max?!"
"What?"
"Did you hear me?"
"Sorry, I wasn't listening, I.."
"What about multi-tasking?" Logan teased her.
"Anyway, what did you say?"
"What would you like for lunch? We thought about taking a break in the next town we pass through."
"Whatever. I'm not really hungry." Then she added, "How about a place without stairs?" She hadn't thought about what she was about to say, and it wasn't supposed to be a serious comment, but she regretted it instantly.In the mirror she saw the pain in Logan's eyes when he thought she couldn't see it, it was there only for a moment, then he managed to build up his wall again. But it had been there long enough for her to feel like a knife had been stabbed into her heart. "Sorry." She mentally slapped herself.
**
"This looks OK to you?" Bling stopped at the curve and got out to get Logan's chair, Cindy following immediately, eager to stretch.
"You OK?"
They both knew what Max was talking about, especially since Logan caught her eyes in the mirror, realizing she must have observed him before.
"Sure." He partly turned. "Don't worry, just gotta gimme some time."
Bling opened the door and Logan transfered.
The other guests observed the foreigners and Logan could not say he felt OK with the stares. He would in fact need some time to reach a place where he was comfortable again.
Max sensed his discomfort and lovingly placed a kiss on his lips before she sat down next to him, a hand caressing his neck. She looked around and was pleased to see the other people looking surprised.
Cindy and Bling both noticed what was going on and grinned at each other.
**
This was a rather short chapter,and not a good one. Actually I have to admit I'm not sure how to continue, I have a plan, but it seems so hard to get to the point where I can use that idea...be patient and keep on reviewing!!
"Yeah, Original Cindy can take quite a bit. Yesterday was just pretty intense, you know."
"Tell me about it." Logan smiled kindly.
"Listen, I dunno what Max and you are planning..."
"Going to Europe, let things calm down..."
"Sounds like a plan. Any idea for what Original Cindy is up to?"
"Sorry? I thought you were coming with us."
"OC knows where she is not needed. You two lovebirds really should..."
"Cindy! Come one, that's not like you. Of course you are coming, that is if you want to. And Max would love it aswell, might be boring for her otherwise. After all, I'm an old crip." OC saw the sad smile on his face, but didn't get the chance to respond. "So what do ya say?"
"Well, it doesn't sound too bad, regarding my alternatives...So if you are serious about it." She saw Logan nod. "Ok, then, deal." And just a beat later. "Thanks. You are a great guy, for being a guy. Max's lucky."
"Thanks." Logan still shivered. For once he was somewhat grateful he couldn't feel his legs freezing.
"Gosh, I'm starving. Where is Max anyway?" Cindy asked.
"She and Bling wanted to go to the small town we passed yesterday and get gas and food."
"Hope they got some muffins."
"There are chocolate bars and some bananas in that bag over there. Would you mind getting me something to drink?"
**
"Hey, we're back."
Max climbed up the ladder with a bag. "Who would like bagles or muffins?"
Orginal Cindy grabbed the bag and retrieved delicious looking stuff from it. Max randomly grabbed some things and sat down on the cot Logan was still tethered to. Before she handed him his breakfast she stole herself a quick kiss.
"How long until Vancouver?"
"Not too long, we'll make it until the late afternoon without having to hurry." Bling sat down on his cot and reached for a muffin.
**
"You guys ready? We should better hit the road again." Bling eyed Logan. "Guess Max should help you down, huh?"
His friend nodded, frowning. Max saw that and before he knew what was going on and had had time to bath in his self-pity, she'd thrown him over her shoulder and without any sign of effort climbed down the ladder. Then she carefully placed him in his chair.
"Thanks." He said, shyly.
"Anytime."
"You wish."
"Logan, come with me." Bling was waiting for him a few feet towards the bushes.
Both girls could tell what was going on, but given that it was pretty embarassing for Logan they both pretended to be busy with searching for something in their bags.
Five minutes later the men returned, Logan's jaw tight, and they got ready to leave. Bling did the driving again.
There was not much talking, each of them deep in their own thoughts. Max was staring out the window. She was sure it was the right thing to do, but still she felt a tinge of guilt for leaving all those people behind. Then she saw Logan's face in the side mirror and that strengthened her resolve. He'd always loved her, and always would, that much she was sure of. Escaping Seattle was something she'd have to do for him, not for herself. That had not been about her and her feelings, Logan could never have become happy there, sitting or standing. As long as he'd been on his feet, she'd tried to dismiss those thoughts, pretend everything would eventually turn out fine. But now, that he was back in the chair, she'd had to face those facts, and there had been no other way.
They'd been through so much together, and Logan had always been there- even when she'd lied to him, driven him away, hurt him, he'd been there helping her in her very own fight. Now it was her turn to help him in his fight, to pay back some of the things he'd done for her. Besides, that really was what she'd always been dreaming of, living a normal life, without always having to look over her shoulder, and without always being hunted by her past.
"Max! Max?!"
"What?"
"Did you hear me?"
"Sorry, I wasn't listening, I.."
"What about multi-tasking?" Logan teased her.
"Anyway, what did you say?"
"What would you like for lunch? We thought about taking a break in the next town we pass through."
"Whatever. I'm not really hungry." Then she added, "How about a place without stairs?" She hadn't thought about what she was about to say, and it wasn't supposed to be a serious comment, but she regretted it instantly.In the mirror she saw the pain in Logan's eyes when he thought she couldn't see it, it was there only for a moment, then he managed to build up his wall again. But it had been there long enough for her to feel like a knife had been stabbed into her heart. "Sorry." She mentally slapped herself.
**
"This looks OK to you?" Bling stopped at the curve and got out to get Logan's chair, Cindy following immediately, eager to stretch.
"You OK?"
They both knew what Max was talking about, especially since Logan caught her eyes in the mirror, realizing she must have observed him before.
"Sure." He partly turned. "Don't worry, just gotta gimme some time."
Bling opened the door and Logan transfered.
The other guests observed the foreigners and Logan could not say he felt OK with the stares. He would in fact need some time to reach a place where he was comfortable again.
Max sensed his discomfort and lovingly placed a kiss on his lips before she sat down next to him, a hand caressing his neck. She looked around and was pleased to see the other people looking surprised.
Cindy and Bling both noticed what was going on and grinned at each other.
**
This was a rather short chapter,and not a good one. Actually I have to admit I'm not sure how to continue, I have a plan, but it seems so hard to get to the point where I can use that idea...be patient and keep on reviewing!!
