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A/N: Thanks everybody for the reviews;
Suzanne: You like angst?- There'll be more of it later, but first, it's time for them to be happy!
Me: No worries! This fic has some more chapters to come! I just might take some time to update 'cause I'm real busy.
Idlehands: Thanks for staying with me and for all the good reviews! I'm glad to 'brighten your day'-(blush)
As for the cure…I'd never say never, but I hadn't exactly planned that….
SuperBlonde: I can feel your breath on my neck! Lol –I'm gonna let Logan wallow in his self pity some more, but he should be ready to learn some lessons also!
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Bob, Akischo: Here's some happiness for you!
Special note: Please note that this chapter and maybe some of those to come should actually be rated R or NC-17 for sexual actions. I'm not too familiar about the criteria though. In Germany it would probably be restricted for over 18 years of age-if it was a movie that is.
I'm sorry if this keeps any of you from reading. I probably should have rated my fic all along from the beginning. I'll try to change that in the settings now. Anyhow; anybody who's up for Max and Logan having a good time, just read and see for yourself. And please: Let me know what you think!
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Chapter 4 – Being happyA couple of hours later they were on their way to the beach on Max's motorcycle. Logan was driving. Max had jokingly threatened him of what would happen if her 'baby' would get the slightest scratch. Now she was clinging to his back, shouting instructions and warnings every now and then when she thought he was driving too risky. Logan held his tongue. He knew that he was a good enough driver, but he also knew how much Max cared for her 'baby'. 'Well', he thought, 'nine months from now there will be another baby to take care off!'
They had left the appartment without worrying about cleaning away the dishes or anything else to delay their departure. Logan had insisted that Max let him pack their stuff, while she got ready, so he could surprise her with where they were going. Max had protested at first, but had given in eventually. She already had an idea where he'd take her.
After two hours of driving Logan turned onto the road that led to the waterfront. Max grinned. She had guessed right. It was a real hot day. Where else would he have gone!? When they had reached the beach they looked for a quiet secluded place to set down their towels. Logan opened the bag and threw her bathing suit at her. "Race you into the water!" He said grinning and quickly undressed to head off into the water. "Hey, that's NOT FAIR! " Max called after him as he hobbled over the hot sand. He wasn't very fast, but at least the spasms hadn't come back since the morning and Max hoped that they wouldn't come back too soon and spoil his fabulous mood.
"You're cheating! You were already wearing your swim shorts!" She shouted and changed into her bikini quickly, then raced after Logan.
After they had cooled off in the water they took a long relaxed walk along the shore, letting the sun dry off their wet bodies. Max watched Logan dig his feet into the sand and splash them into the water. He seemed to enjoy every sensation on his bare feet that he could get. -The cool water, the hot sand, even the sharp stones, that had collected near the beach didn't seem to bother him.- It was like he was sucking up the feeling to bottle it up as a memory for the future. He even insisted on climbing onto the rocks that breached into the water, although Max argued that this was much too dangerous. If the spasms returned and he'd lose his balance….. She didn't want to think about that. But then, she didn't want to be a dope. How could she deny him that experience if it could be the last time?
When they had explored the beach for long enough, they went back to their towels, dried up and packed their stuff. They were both hungry; Logan, because he had hardly eaten anything for breakfast, Max because she already felt that she had to eat for two. They had spotted a small sea-food restaurant that was located directly at the beach, so they decided to try it for lunch. The restaurant was a lovely little wooden house, with fishing nets and other fishing equipment decorating the walls. They picked a table on the patio looking over the beach. They chose sepia with fresh salad and potatoes. Everything was perfect and they joked around about the name they would pick for their child.
Suddenly Logan grew quiet. Max looked up from her plate and saw Logan look over to the beach. There was a family with two little children. The father was chasing the kids into the water and throwing them up into the air, so they were splashing back into the water screaming happily. Logan watched him take his son on top of his shoulders, then carry him into the deeper water. Max put her fork down and swallowed hard. She knew exactly what Logan was thinking.
"I won't be able to do that with our child," he frowned.
Max reached out for his hand. "Maybe not. But that's not what it's about. A child needs to be loved and cared for. And you'll always be able to do that." she said firmly.
"Yeah. I was just thinking… how will our child feel when all the other dads take thei kids to the beach or out into the woods, teach them to do sports, whatever…" he trailed off looking back at the happy family.
Max squeezed his hand and sighed: "Logan, there may be a few things you can't do. But there are so many more things that you can do to make up for that! Do you think our child will love or appreciate you less just because you can't walk? "She shook her head. " It will grow up with it, It will be just normal.- You just have to find a way to deal with it yourself."
She looked at him, waiting for a reaction When he he kept staring out over the beach she got up to walked around the table and sit down on Logan's lap, embracing him. "What about being happy, huh? " she asked smiling, trying to cheer him up. "Don't worry. We'll find a way. I promise."
Logan buried his face in the crook of her neck and took in her scent. 'Boy, how much he loved this woman! She always seemed to know the right words. And she was carrying his child. Considering, he felt very proud. She was right. There was still so much he could do for their child. He would read to their child, play games, teach him or her to play chess, introduce the child to music and arts, maybe poetry. Yes. Maybe they could even play basketball together-oh and don't forget the cooking!' His thoughts were tumbling over another. He chuckled at another picture that sprang to his mind. First it was all going to be about changing diapers, sleepless nights and baby powder everywhere.
"I'm gonna be a father." He said smiling to himself.
Max broke their hug with mocked fury. "Hey, don't forget about the mommy!"
They spent a few hours, sitting at the beach, taking an occasional swim and continuing their earlier discussion about baby names. When the sun started to go down and the air got colder they headed back to Logan's apartment.
"So what's the plan?" Max asked, when they finally entered the penthouse.
"Let's get rid of all this sand and dirt for a start!" Logan said, pulling Max with him towards the bathroom, kissing her on their way.
He turned on the shower and slid off his clothes until he was dressed down to his boxers. Then he slid Max' shirt over her head and caressed her neckline with soft kisses. Max unbuttoned her pants and let them slide to the floor. The hot water was steaming around them as they got rid of the remaining clothes and stepped into the shower. The sand washed off their bodies and collected at their feet. Logan took the shower gel and started to soap Max' body in soft circles. He slowly kneeled down and soaped her legs and feet. When he was finished Max helped him get up again. She took the shower gel from him and poured some into her hands. She started massaging his back and rubbing his chest until he was covered with soft fluffy white foam. She caught the foam with her hands and kneeled down in front of him, spreading the foam on his butt and down his legs. She caressed his skin and massaged his calves gently. Then she felt his hand under her chin pulling her up towards his face. He plunged his tongue into her mouth and pulled her closer, his erection pressing against her abdomen. Max slid her hand down and softly wrapped it around him. She started stroking him up and down, their lips still firmly interlocked. Logan broke their kiss and arched back against the wall. She could hear his low groans through the mist. She entangled her leg with his, pushing him against up the wall, her hand moving up and down his shaft, the hot water pouring over them. Logan drew her close and caressed her neck, biting her earlobe and finding the way back to her mouth every now and then, while his hands were stroking her breasts and stadling her sides, the sliding down her back.
As the mist seemed to engulf the two of them he called out her name and released the warm fluid into her hand to be washed down by the water that was streaming down their bodies. Logan leaned his head back against the cool wall, panting slightly. Max could feel his legs tremble slightly against hers which was still wrapped around him. She could feel his hand slide down between her legs, moving slowly, almost teasing, slowly massaging her sensitive spot. She pressed against him longing for more. He reached for her and turned her around, pressing her body against his, trailing his lips over her bearcode, one hand on her full breast while the other hand continued to explore her depths. Max groaned. It didn't take long for her to follow him suit. She felt a shiver go through her whole body, mingling with the slight trembling of his legs. She turned around and brought her head up to his lips, closing her arms around his back to steady his stand. As her heartbeat slowed down, she kissed his chest and snuggled against it. 'Yeah, this was feeling so good, she mused. Just perfect.'
They stayed like this for a while until Logan reached out and turned off the shower. "I think I need sit down for a while," he said camly.
"Sure." Max got out of the shower and reached for a towel. The stupid grin wouldn't leave her face.
"We could take a little nap before we go out." She said, wrapping herself in the towel. "You're going to take me out, aren't you?" she asked curious.
"I thought we could go dancing." Logan said sitting down on the shower seat carefully.
Max wrapped stepped back into the shower and wrapped the huge fluffy bath towel around them. "I'd love to do that," she said with a content smile.
Sooooo…What do you say? Didn't I promise happy times?!…and the evening is still to come.
Please let me know what you think - honestly!