Facing Death

By: lfbrox

Story: Set in early second season. Logan can walk (just because I like him to). And lots of transgenics are on the run and the other X-series are all out too. Lydecker, Renfro and White are the enemies – as a team this time.

Rating: R (or more for later chapters)

AN : Sorry guys. I promised you a lot and I gave you nothing. And now I give you yet another rather unimportant chapter – even a short one. But life kinda interfered a little and I could not stop it. But I promise I'll be better. And for the "Limited Time" sequel. Give me just a little more time.

Chapter 4: Lady-killer Cale

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"……..My college experience wasn't what I'd planned. It bore no resemblance to the pictures in the brochure. But I'm not unhappy. I don't think any of us are. We got what we needed out of it. It's kinda like when you go on vacation. You plan everything out, but then one day you make a wrong turn or take a detour and you end up on some crazy place that you can't even find on the map. Doing something you never thought you'd do. Maybe you feel a little lost while it's happening. But later you realize it was the best part of the trip."

The music played and the end credits rolled down the screen. Max and Logan sat on the couch comfortably covered by a big fluffy blanket. Logan had seen that movie a dozen times so he did not have to pay all his attention to the screen. He equally divided his attention between Max and the movie. He just loved how she enjoyed it. He loved to watch her watching. She was so responsive. Her usually guarded self lost in the movie and all the emotions she was feeling were clearly visible on her face. And the little sounds she made. He just loved it.

"What do you think?" Logan asked turning slightly towards her and away from the screen. No matter if they watched a silly movie, a heavy movie or just a movie like tonight. They grew accustomed to it, to sit and talk about it, or joke about it, or repeat the funniest lines afterwards. And as much as Logan loved watching her during the movie, he loved those moments even more. She was relaxed, she was exited and more herself than ever. It were those moments, where Logan and Max were just Logan and Max. No monsters, no enemies and no thoughts that were anywhere near their dark, strange reality. And that felt good. It felt right. And they deserved it.

Max stretched out on the couch, careful not to bump into Logan but also careful not to move too far away from him. She snatched the bowl of popcorn out of his lap and started to munch on it.

"I liked it. I really did." She said around a mouth of popcorn. "So that's what you guys do in college?" Max said and grinned at him.

"Nooooo. That's what they did. I was a grade A student. I spent most of my time in the library." Logan answered with an innocent smile.

"Riiiight", Max grinned and threw some popcorn in his direction. "Lady-killer Logan Cale. I bet you've hardly seen the library from the inside."

"Hey. That hurts. And how did you come up with 'Lady-killer'?" Logan asked playfully offended.

"I didn't come up with it Logie. I was at the wedding too, 'member?" Max shot back.

"Bennets wedding?" Logan questioned.

"Mmmmhhh", Max stretched her answer enjoying the guilty look on Logans face.

"Well. If I remember correctly, you were out most of the time saving Normals ass." Logan replied trying to save some time. He knew she had him. And he also knew that she knew she had him. So at least he could buy some time to think about how to explain his former lifestyle.

"I was there long enough. B'sides. They were talking a lot about you that night." Max explained.

"You mean pitying me for sitting in that chair", Logan asked and a little sadness crept up inside of him.

"No. They were mostly talking about why you were still single and whatever happened to you and that Blondie." Max replied quickly. No need to remind him of those times when it obviously pained him to even think about it. "I just had to ask a few questions and they couldn't be stopped to talk about you and your…., ahm,….fun days during college. And if I understood correctly, you weren't too bored after college either." Max grinned at Logan who clearly looked a little uncomfortable by now.

"Well. Max. What can I say. That was pre-pulse. I was a rich white boy with a lot of time and no pressure to finish college all too quickly. Back then you could actually buy something with that money. Girls loved my money. And I loved that they wanted to spend time with me. So yeah, I mean I did have a lot of company, but I did not drag them all to my bed –or have them drag me to their bed. Let's just say I didn't like to be alone and I liked to have some fun. Plus. What was I supposed to do?" Logan defended himself.

"S'okay Logan. I was just fucking with you." Max laughed at his uneasiness. Then it dawned her what she had said. She cursed herself in her head before she sat up – now uneasy herself.

"What I meant to say is that I'm kidding. You know. Pulling your leg n'all." Max studdered. Now it was Logans turn to laugh at her and enjoy how uncomfortable she looked now.

"I know Max that you weren't actually fucking with me. It's been a while. God. It's been a long time, but I know that much." Logan pulled her leg now. Max laughed, relaxed again and threw another handful of popcorn in his general direction. Then she snuggled back down in the spot on the couch from which she bolted just a second ago and flashed him her sexiest smile and most seductive look.

"Trust me Logan. If I actually were – you would definitely know."

"Promise?" Logan asked with raised eyebrows while leaning a little closer.

"You bet", Max replied with confidence in her voice while inching a little closer herself.

The DVD had stopped and the TV provided just a candle-like gloom. Max and Logan were sitting closer together than they ever did since the virus started. The room was silent except both of their breathing which was going a little faster than usual. Instinctively Logan leaned forward. All thought left his mind but one. He had to kiss those lips. He had to feel her lips on his. Taste her. Take her.

Max felt the same. Needed the same. She smelled Logan. Could smell his breath, his after-shave, which he still wore even though he never looked like he had shaved. She could see those sexy lips. She loved his lips. He should be called lips only. Those lips. But she also loved his eyes. Those baby-blues with just a hint of gray. Those eyes that looked deep into hers right now. She saw the longing, the happiness, the honesty. Everything he felt for her was in his eyes. Everything he was always hiding from her was now evident.

She was lost. She wanted to kiss him. Had to kiss him. When she saw him tilting his head to the side and moving closer towards her, a little sigh slipped her slightly parted lips. And she was lost again. 'Kiss me Logan' was the only thought present in her head as she leaned forward to meet him.

AN: Muuhaaaaaaha. Sorry guys. I told ya it's short. Be nice and review. Pretty please J I'm working on 3 stories right now and I just wanted to see how urgent a new chapter to this one is expected. If not that urgent I try my luck on a new hormones chapter.