Okay so weird, kinda almost sex scenes are the way to get you guys to reply aren't they? And people there will be no "Virus Cure Answer" being told in any of my author's notes. I totally screwed up, like boxed myself in with the last chapter, not my fault, I blame Michael Weatherly (I can't keep my thoughts on track when picturing him). Also technical issues totally happening to annoy me along with what the hell the scene would be after the last one…I wanted flashing between Max and Logan's thoughts but that would just be too annoying to read. God this story is sooo off track!

Oh Rajana, good call on the name. I forgot to put that in the last chapter, there was supposed to be a flashback as he was looking at the pictures thinking about family.

Chapter 33

So Much More

Max sat on top of the desk, her feet on the chair and looked down at Cale sleeping peaceful where he'd been tucked in earlier by them.

She let out a shaky breath a few moments after she'd said 'I'm his mom,' finally breaking her eye contact with Logan. "Why is it everyone else…" she shook her head

Logan smirked, "Knows everything before we do?"

"Yea" she smiled, how many months had Alec and Cindy made comments about Cale being theirs?

"I have no idea" he said with a shake of his head

"So how exactly do we go about this?" she asked looking down at the little boy that they had officially just claimed as their own, but their hearts had done so months earlier.

Logan made a face, then turned his attention to the boy on Max's lap, his attention beginning to waver from the washcloth. He lifted the little boy into his arms and stood causing her to smile, they couldn't be the more perfect father and son even if they shared blood. Logan laughed as he looked down into the little boy's face, he was at a total loss for words.

Max stood, placed a hand on Logan's back and the other on Cale's arm and looked up at Logan "He's ours."

She smiled thinking about that scene earlier in the bathroom, the bathroom of all places to admit they were a family. She couldn't describe the feelings that had run through her just a few moments later, when Logan for the first time said, "Let's go to Mommy" as he transferred Cale over to her. Or when she'd said "Let's see what Daddy's doing" when he'd been distracted by some new information that'd been sent to him, it was this weird awkward but incredibly right kinda thing. Like sitting up on the bathroom counter as Logan gave Cale a bath in an actual bathtub, the toddler finding throwing his toys and the bubbles at Logan a lot more fun than the bath itself. Or putting Cale down to sleep together…

She blamed all those things for why their emotions were running so high and they hadn't been thinking clearly, cooking dinner together after a day at the park…All the times they'd just stopped at looked at each other…

She shook her head, her sanity returning. Pushing aside all the thoughts of how they could keep their skin covered, dozens had run through her mind as Logan's lips and hands trailed over and teased her body. She wouldn't have imagined any thought were possible, but different ways to make him closer kept flooding her mind.

They couldn't do it though. They couldn't go down that path.

Her mind was screaming it at her, her body though could still feel his hands over her, the heat of his breath over her skin...

They could get away with it for awhile….God they could be happy for awhile; she knew they'd take it too far either by accident or just by feelings overriding everything else. Something would happen and Logan would…

She took a shuddering breath and shook her head, he wouldn't die, there were too many transgenics, they would always be able to find one in time.

The question is once they started how would they stop? From how she was feeling right now, she was betting they couldn't. They would do it again, start down that path…

What would happen? Would he die? Would they have to force themselves to stay away entirely?

How could she be around him like that and not just kiss him? She couldn't count the times it had happened today, them alone just at looking at each other…

Them alone was the big problem. They couldn't be alone; it was too natural, too right. They got comfortable so quickly with each other…She'd never be able to stay away though. She'd tried before and after the virus, it would never work.

How could she let him go after…

She couldn't feel anymore, she couldn't be so close again to have it taken away. It didn't make her want it any less though.

-o-o-o-o-o-

Zen walked back into the room with a bag of chips, blue eyes focused on Logan.

"What?" Logan said from behind his computer, he'd turned it on to attempt getting his mind off of Max.

Zen lifted up the shirt Logan had stripped off of Max.

"She got hot" it was a bad excuse; Max was always covered head to toe no matter what the temperature.

"I'm sure she did." He said dropping the shirt on the couch and laughing, "Night"

Logan didn't bother responding; he pushed away from the desk and stood. Two words came to his mind.

Slippery Slope

He shook his head as he walked across the room to the open windows. He still wanted her, wanted her in anyway he could have her. He hadn't meant to do anything more than massage her sore shoulder, then just kiss her palm, the next thing he knew his lips were against her shirt.

This would tear them apart in the end. He held back his fist right before he sent it flying into the wall. How could there be no doctors? How was that possible? No freakin leads in months, well over half a year without even a lead. He'd talked about it before with Alec, talked about one of the X-series doing the same type of crash course that Max had done, but if Max hadn't been able to figure it out….He needed someone with experience, who knew how viruses acted and not what was read in a text book.

He knew the talk they'd have tomorrow. The 'this can never happen again talk' and he had to honor that, in his mind he knew it was for the best. It didn't make it any easier though.

God, he just wanted her to be happy and he knew he could never keep her happy unless they cured this virus, but everyday that passed….

He sat back down and opened the file with the pictures. The first shot was one of Max alone, shortly after they arrived at the park, she was laughing telling him about Joshua being chased by this little terrier one of the transgenics had found. He smiled as he raised a finger up to touch the image and thought about how many hours he'd spent doing this exact same thing the summer before. He dropped his finger back down and pushed those memories aside, they lived in a different world now. Those days were in the past. He moved onto the next picture, the one of Max with a mouth full of food making a face at Cale, Logan Michael Cale III. He shook his head that was going to take some getting used to.

"So I guess we need to come up with another name" Logan said when they returned downstairs after cleaning Cale up.

Max gave him a look.

"What?" he asked dropping Cale down to the floor to play with the new toy Max had bought for him.

"He has a name"

"He needs a first name."

Max gave a knowing smile, "We named him after you Logan"

Logan frowned, he still thought that was weird, "He can't be Cale Cale or is he supposed to be just Cale like Madonna?"

"Logan your cousin heard me call him Cale, there's only one reason he'd be called by his last name." she explained slowly for him to understand.

His eyes grew serious, "I don't think so Max"

She laughed, " Logan it's the only way."

"No one would ever believe I'd name my son after me." That was vain and egotistical, wanting to extend your own life through another…God, he'd hated being a Junior.

She laughed dropping to the floor in front of Cale; she looked up, "Sorry, you knew we named him after you months ago."

"Max"

" Logan" she looked up smiling.

"Ugh, you've got to be kidding." He said sitting down.

"Do you hate your name that much?"

"There were already two before me Max"

"It's Logan Cale Jr. right?"

"My dad was named after his maternal grandfather, most people called my dad, Mike."

"Aww see look at how much history Cale gets instead of just those what 28 years back to Joshua." Max smiled still seeing Logan's frowning face, "You can kill anyone that calls him Junior?"

Logan smiled shutting down the computer once more, had it been only a year ago that he'd spent hours staring at her final picture? He'd thought his life was over then, he had only reason to stay alive and that was to destroy those who had taken her away from him…He'd gotten her back though and so much more.

-o-o-o-o-o-

"Ugh" Logan groaned as Cale landed on his chest waking him up.

"Up Lo"

Max laughed from the doorway, "Yea up Lo, we're hungry."

Logan rubbed his eyes and gave a laughing frown at her as he took Cale into his arms, "Morning Buddy." He looked back over at her, "You know OC told me you can cook, your secret's out of the bag Max."

"Please like I'm gonna cook when I've got you here" she said with all of her normal Max only halfway joking attitude. "We're hungry. We've been waitin a half hour on you."

Logan's eyes rolled over to the clock, it was seven.

"Don't blame me, blame the kid. I've been holding off since 4."

He smiled coming more to life and out of his daze, albeit pleasantly nice daze of waking up to find Max with her normal joking attitude. "You hungry Cale" he said grabbing the little boy and swinging him up.

"Ungy" the little boy agreed once Logan settled him back onto his lap.

"Okay" Logan said pushing back the covers and getting out of bed, still holding his son. He realized his lack of thinking as the already warm and humid air contacted his flesh. He'd slept in boxers, probably not the best choice of wardrobe to make Max forget about his lack of control last night.

"You should probably get dressed; Cale and I do not want our breakfast delayed by you almost dying." She said it quickly within seconds of him standing, pushing aside the fact that Logan's body had grown more beautiful since the last time she'd seen it, but the fact that his body was now walking helped explain that. He was so physical now, which was saying a lot considering how hard he'd push himself while he was in the chair. She would not allow anything to make things awkward between them ever again though.

"Good idea" he said dropping Cale down to the floor.

"Cale let's leave Daddy alone to get dressed" Max said in the nurturing voice no one had known existed before Cale came into their lives. The boy rushed over and took the hand she'd extended. "You have five minutes" she said shooting a look over her shoulder to Logan.

He laughed as she shut the door.