Inside Max
Where ever Max was, she couldn't move and barely breathe, she knew that she wasn't awake, but she also knew she wasn't asleep. Every fiber of her bone felt disgusting, wet and dry at the same time. What the hell is wrong with me?
She really hoped that she wasn't tied to a bed, behind enemy lines. If she had gotten herself caught yet again, she swore she was gonna kill who ever got her in this place. Oh, yeah that would be Logan!
Trying to remember what had happened sometimes seemed impossible, she knew she had been in this annoying state for far too long now and each passing minute, hell second, ticked her off even more. Even if she had a photographic memory, it was still a bit hazy.. Except the beginning of this mess.
Two hours before The Mission.
Max was sitting in her office reading reports and signing papers, somehow being the leader of T.C wasn't all that fun, but she had known that it would be a lot more pressure on her and that's why she always made sure to do ALL the paper work BEFORE they even existed. This way, she could enjoy her Sunday's as she pleased, one free day every week and Max was a happy Transgenic.
Everybody knew how Max worked and were smart enough to leave her alone, except for two people of course, one who she loved, one who she didn't. Problem was, she wasn't so sure who she felt what for, but right now wasn't the time to dull over those kinds of questions. That's what Sundays were partially for, cleansing her mind from just about anything.
"Hey"
Oh, great! So much for focusing on work. Max tried her best to hide her sigh and put down her pen and looked up, sure enough to see Logan stand there. Except he wasn't alone.
"Logan, Asha, what's up?"
Max could tell that Asha felt out of place, but didn't think twice of it. She knew that Logan was the reason she had come back from Canada, she just wished that Logan would see it too. Not that he would, he probably thought that Asha wanted to help him and not, you know, seduce him or whatever. It wasn't like she was afraid of her.
"Hi, Max. So.. Leader huh? That's pretty big, I'm impressed."
"Well you know, girls gotta do what a girls gotta do, right?"
Like she had thought, Asha actually looked embarrassed. Did she really think Max was THAT blind? Puh-lease!
She leaned back on her chair and put her boots on the table, carefully avoiding all the important papers she wanted done, like, two hours ago and made a motion with her hand for them to sit down. The guest chairs weren't in the best condition, but the held a butt up and maybe would allow the guest to lean back and relax, but that was a risk. Seeing as the chairs were pretty old and beat up.
"So spill, I don't wanna be rude or anything, but I've got work to do. So I quote "Bip bip!" Okay?"
"What does Bip Bip mean?"
"..Long story."
"..Her old boss used to say that to make his worker do their jobs."
"..Or I guess not so long story."
Logan smiled at her and took out a folder from his bag, since when did he start carrying that piece of shit around? But when he gave the bag to Asha, she realized it was her bag. Huh, go figure. The folder was placed on Max's leg, when she saw that his hands were safely tucked away, she snatched the folder up and started to glance through it. Virus was still a bitch.
"So what's this then? I don't have time for dramatic silences, it's deafening."
"Asha found a doctor..."
"..What kind of doctor?"
The pair in front of her looked at each other and seemed to be communicating without words, what the hell was going on? It was Asha who answered her question.
"He used to work for the government, but NOT Manticore, but with his brains and knowledge, he might as well could have. I told him about you and Logan's virus problem and he said he could help, except he need help to do that."
"Excuse me.. wait.. He can cure us?"
"Well from what I understand, it's not you Max, it's Logan who needs the cure."
"That doesn't make any sense, it's my DNA that's got it's hate on Logan's DNA, so I should be cured, it's me and not Logan."
"Hey, I told the doctor the same thing, believe me, but somehow it's Logan who needs it."
"And you trust him?"
For some reason, Max couldn't understand why Logan needed the cure, it all made sense that she was the bearer of the disease and not the other way around.
"Max, this doctor saved Asha's life when she got shoot saving his, there's no reason for him to lie."
She started to read the files in the folder, Original Cindy would probably not understand must of it, but for Max? This was child's play, piece of cake!It didn't take long for her to realize that it was the cure she was reading! They had never been so close to the cure before!
"The thing is Max, you can pretty much cure us yourself now that we've got these papers, but we have to help him in return, it's the least we can do, right?"
"What kind of help?"
End of flashback.
From there on, the memories were disoriented and fuzzy. She knew that she had successfully cured herself and Logan from the bitch virus, but she couldn't remember how or if she even had told anyone about it. A part of her wondered what Alec would think, he always pulled half assed jokes about her skin and what Logan can't do with it, but what Alec could. Stupid Alec.
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