Blue's Wishlist

1) - Max and Logan or Eyes Only helping one of Max's siblings

2) - a present

3) - snow

4) - a happy ending (it's Christmas after all)

5) - Max and Logan discussing a Manticore related issue

6) - S1

My Christmas challenge snippet to Blue. Sorry about the delay in the gifts. I should have listened to myself when I said finish. Three hours left last night and not much more to go and I decide to hit the hay instead of finish up in the morning since the deadline was postponed. Haha. It was a cute dream, sadly I did not stop dreaming until I was supposed to be up and doing other things.

Once more MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

(this one only has three in from the list…If I'd figured out how to make it longer, it would have them all :-P)

Blue Christmas

"It's like the Christmases they always show on tv only in March," she shook her head. "I can't believe it's snowing," Max leaned back on her hands, looking up at the falling snow.

"I can't believe I'm sitting in the snow," Logan retorted without much glee.

She looked over and glared. "It's the first snow-"

"It's snowed before," he dryly pointed out.

"First time it's stuck this year," she quickly responded. "What the hell's crawled up your ass?"

"Could be anything…I won't know until I get home and shower."

She rolled her eyes and leaned back in the snow, "Thought you were over the whole Vertes thing."

"The whole Vertes thing?" he asked without amusement.

"There are still other doctors you said you-"

"Max," his voice raised several decibels, "even if," his voice lowered and he looked around suspiciously. "Even if," he continued in a hushed whisper deciding no one was listening in on their conversation, "I could manage to find my way out of the country and buy my way into a different program and even if it managed to work this time when didn't last time. That would mean months, possibly even years away from Seattle and that's not even guaranteeing I could make it back to Seattle."

"Most people would be kicking up their heels to stay out of this dump," she cocked her head.

He didn't say anything.

"Can't be Eyes Only keeping you here because you proved that with the whole Sonrisa thing."

This was going to be good¸ he turned.

"You didn't care about all the good you could have been doing instead of 6 feet under."

"Max-"

"Remind me how many of you came out alive?"

He didn't say anything.

"Remind me if anyone would still be alive if I hadn't bailed your ass out."

"Pretty sure I said thanks more than a few times," he replied with bite.

"Not the point," after all he'd saved her ass more than a handful.

"There's going to be a point to this?"

"You got a second chance Logan. Either you stop whining that it's a little bit different or go do something to fix it."

"Thanks Max," he nodded. "I hadn't been aware I was whining."

She shook her head at him, still annoyed. A girl could only take so much of the self-pity. "You were so willing to give up on Seattle when you went after him, what the hell's keeping you here now?" she demanded with fiery eyes.

The hand slipped into the wind tangled hair harshly and pulled her in the few feet they sat separated from each other. His mouth demanded exactly what hers had a few months earlier, a crush of her soul to his. Without pretenses, without lies, without the cover story they placed on all actions regarding the other, the indifference meant to protect their very being from destruction.

She had no idea the amount of time that had passed when they finally separated, breathless and confused.

The indifference returned to his eyes in a rush to protect the worry in them.

She frowned in pure puzzlement, "Me?"

He looked briefly away before licking his lips as he turned back, trying to think of something to say.

"You'd really stay in Seattle? You'd really give up on your legs for me?"

Was that it? He wondered to himself. Could he really want his legs and everything else back for her? And not be able to get it for the exact same reason? Her?

" Seattle?" she questioned again. Not in horror or panic. But simple wonderment over what he was willing to give up for her. "Me?"

"Thrown off a building. A cabin surrounded by killers with guns….Telemarketers office with convict super soldiers. Crash?"

She smirked, but then once more shook her head in wonderment, a small smile outwardly conveying the sheer amazement of it.

"I'm sorry I was being an ass," he apologized. A smile on his lips, still not quite sure what had happened.

Her head cocked, "Sorry if something crawled up it."

He laughed.

She smiled back.

"I'd sit in the snow with you any day," he nodded with serious eyes.

"Promise?"

"Yea," he nodded again.

"I'd freeze my toes off for you any day," she returned his pledge.

He smiled and leaned in forward again.

She met him in a light kiss, delicate and teasing, new, yet perfect. There was noise around them that they didn't hear. It was just them and their wonderment.

"Is this what Christmas feels like?" she found herself asking with a bemused smile on her face when they once more separated, seeing the slight moisture on his face from the melted flakes. What all those songs talked about, the thrill of getting something so unexpected and precious.

"Christmas, birthdays, Easter, Halloween, all in one" he explained in reverence of them, of this.

She smiled as she leaned back in for another kiss.

Sorry about the lack of a middle in the story. They just wanted to get to the happily ever after part. :-P