Chapter Thirteen
Time Passes
Max Voiceover (Top of Roof)-
Time keeps passing here at Terminal City; the days seem to blend together. It's been just over a month since I moved in, sometimes it seems like only yesterday and other times I can't remember it being any other way.
Logan's done two other Eyes Only broadcasts in the passing weeks, one on the fact that White killed Annie; he had an interview from one of her friends who he relocated to Mexico afterwards. The friend told of Annie meeting Joshua and the fact they were friends, it was a very non-Eyes Only broadcast. The other was for once a non-transgenic broadcast and involved the water supply and the fact it wasn't being purified like it was supposed to be and people were getting sick.
Zen had gotten the information for that one. The blonde wanna-be surfer has replaced me as Logan's leg man, of course he doesn't really need a leg man the way he had originally needed me, well the way he needed me the second time he asked.
He's still fully vertical as if the shooting never happened. I sometimes wonder as I see him standing and swinging Cale in the air, if it's Cale that's making him so happy or everything he can do now.
He's so alive; he's even smiling when he walks in from the sewers. Nothing seems to get him down. He still groans and looks too serious working, he has to be snapped out of is train of thought, but when it's over the smile returns.
It's kinda nice; it's like really kinda nice.
I like seeing him so happy. I mean we all have tons of work and he's just there smiling. It makes absolutely no sense. Yet it's pretty damn wonderful. I like seeing Logan happy, even if I'm not the one to be making him happy.
I think of Cale, Logan's main source of happiness, he's asleep by Logan in his playpen. Logan's probably going to just end up spending the night here; they got in late bringing in a load of supplies. Logan actually figured out a secure entry point into the sewers and there are a whole group of people making sleds to carry the food back here for the next time they go out.
I don't really know what Logan's doing; I don't normally unless Alec is here for me to ask. I don't risk going over to him and asking myself; I keep my distance because it's easier this way. Or at least that's what I keep telling myself.
I think about him smiling once more...smiling, alive and happy...That makes sense, out of this whole crazy world I live in, that makes sense.