Disclaimer: I don't own Dark Angel or Joshua and Logan, although I really like both characters...
A/N: Thanks to EmeraldEyedPhoenix who beta-read this! I add a short chapter, but there is still more to come to that story. Please review! For I can know if I am on the right page with this...although DA is long ago finished, there are still a lot of people around reading that stuff.
6. Chapter – Transformed Wood
Joshua's House, Thursday, May 23, 2024, 11.20 am
Klonk, klonk, klonk, klonk, klonk, klonk. Logan was amazed by the steady rhythm Joshua produced with his hammer on the nails. 'He should have become a drummer in a rock band, even his hairstyle would have been appropriate', Logan thought absently, smiling to himself. Although his forehead was smeared with a mixture of sweat and wood dust, his emerald pupils sparkled gracefully of pure joy to build something useful with his own hands. He sat on a pillow pad, leaning against the corner of the wall in the big central room of Joshua's house to steady himself, and measured wood pieces and planks, which were scattered around him on the floor. His legs were stretched out to either side under the broad tile that he used as a base. After the measurements, he cut the wooden planks to the right length for Joshua to plug them into the growing piece of furniture. Joshua and Logan were building something for improved babycare: a special dresser for baby-centered tasks Max could use easily and Logan could roll under with his wheelchair, which was not too high. At the sides, they added drawers to put the baby items into. Currently, Max and Logan laid the Baby on top of their big bed or the sofa on a woolen pad to change the diaper, but that was no long term solution, particularly for Logan. In addition to the usefulness of the object they were construncting, Logan was simply proud of it. He planned and composed it, and Joshua added the artistic design touch to it.
Joshua stretched his back in his bib overall and glanced shortly outside the sun stroked window. He yawned shortly, then turned towards Logan and asked: "Logan want drink anything? Joshua make coffee?" Logan interrupted his concentration and looked up to Joshua, becoming aware that the sun was already streaming in from a much higher position and that he hadn't noticed the passing time. Since Logan had taken off his wristwatch to prevent it from getting broken while doing handicraft work and from his sitting position at the corner Logan couldn't read the big pendulum clock Joshua always set accurately in honour to Sandeman, he asked back: "What time is it, Joshua?" "Nearly half past eleven", Joshua gave back. Logan nodded considering. "Uhmm...yeah, it would be fine to have a cup. Thanks, Joshua." Joshua beamed and quickly disappeared inside the kitchen to fetch the coffee. Logan pondered if it would be a good time to speak with Joshua about the proposition of his doctor, Sam Carr. Logan didn't want Joshua to start reproaching himself because of his spine situation, Joshua was such a positive person, and he didn't want him to take it wrong. But on the other hand, perhaps this was not such a big deal as he thought. As Joshua arrived back and handed Logan the cup, Logan tentatively started: "Joshua? I appreciate that you've helped us a lot already. But I'd like to ask you another favour." Joshua glanced at Logan astonished. "Joshua likes helping Logan and Max. Logan knows that!" Logan nodded smiling. "Right! You know, my doctor at the General Medical Hospital, Sam Carr, tries to figure out a cure for me. And since it is connected also to your blood donation back there, it would be quite helpful, if you could give him another small blood donation he can try things out with. You would have to go to the hospital to do it." Joshua's expression had gotten sadder as Logan talked. He gazed to the floor as he quietly said: "It's Joshua's fault that Logan is ill. Joshua didn't want that!" Logan sighed. Exactly the train of thought he had wanted to avoid. Intensly and very authoratative, but still soft he replied: "No, Joshua, don't go there! IT WAS NOT YOUR FAULT! The contrary! You saved my life, without your blood I would have died. So please, NEVER apologize for that, ok?" Joshua already looked a little bit more at ease. "Logan not angry?" Logan was shaking his head "Nope, I am not angry and never have been! All I asked you is if you would do me a favour and go to Sam Carr to give him some blood, so he can run some tests." At first, Joshua stared at Logan, considering, then slowly a smile recaptured his expression. "Joshua will help Logan! Joshua goes to doctor Sam." Now Logan showed his broad and brightest smile. "Great!" And after a short while of silence: "Now, come on, let's finish the dresser before Max comes back."