Babyangel: There were two reviews when I wrote the last chapter, you're right two others have asked for another chapter. So I will keep it in mind, but I don't know where I would take the story, I need endings in my mind before I start something and so far all I have is a chapter.

Chapter 37

Resounding Silence

Logan glanced around as he walked out of the safe house, making sure he saw nothing out of the ordinary as he headed to his car. It was almost midnight, he had a decent drive home, despite the hour because of the checkpoints. At least this had been successful, they finally had something to work with. The snake bite indicated whether or not you'd survive a comet that was going to be passing by and had passed by thousands of years earlier. A comet that had wiped out most of the Earth, but the familiars had survived unscathed and they were looking forward to the Earth's population being depleted again. They hadn't accounted for Sandeman though and his creating immunity in the transgenics and Logan was pretty sure that whatever they needed to save the world was hidden inside of Max.

He pushed aside the fear that whatever they needed to pull out of her would prove deadly to him, he had to have faith in Joshua. That even if they couldn't pull away the virus from whatever antibodies were inside of her that any cure they created for this would still be effective once Joshua's blood had run through him.

He gave a final glance up to the dilapidated gray house and admired the woman's whose courage and love for her son was making this possible. Walking away from everything you know to protect another, turning on the familiars; she'd put her faith in him to keep her safe, he just hoped he wasn't lying when he had promised her. He trusted Alec to keep her safe, he had faith for at least tonight they would be fine, he just hoped that the bus ride would go as smoothly as her pick up. He made a mental note to go to Terminal City tomorrow and see if anyone wanted to accompany her over the border to Canada, he was pretty sure he'd get more than a few volunteers for the job. Canada had become the promised land to many transgenics that it was to many ordinaries.

He sighed as he sat in the car and realized he was going home to an empty house. He really had thought when this first began that he would never take any alone time for granted and here he was wishing he was going back to a noisy house. At the start of the siege Max had kept two to three transgenics with him every night, it had taken almost seven weeks for that to drop down to only Zen, with an occasional stay over by someone who was doing something in the city or Vida for Zen's sake.

Living with Zen had reminded him of his time in college before the pulse, minus the fact that he was neither noisy nor sloppy.

He probably would have been fine in that silent house if there was still a reason to go to Terminal City everyday, spend his days with Max and Cale. That was over though, his time with Max was limited and his time with Cale though same in quantity for the week, now had longer stretches without seeing him. Though now he did have the somewhat jarring at first experience of Cale bounding into his bed in the mornings when he woke and Logan doubted that was going to change unless he learned to wake up earlier, which he doubted.

He didn't mind things like that though, he didn't mind the marker on the wall, the constant clean up, the work being put on hold. He minded the resounding silence that had echoed in the house on Thursday when Cale had been with Max at her apartment, the silence that awaited him now.

Logan shook his head, he was actually thankful that Alec had moved in, he was pretty sure that would leave in a week. Maybe then he'd be able to appreciate the silence once more. He'd been a loner right? He'd been proud of it. He wondered if he really counted as a loner since he had been in constant contact with people, through email, phone calls, meetings. He shook his head, pointless to think of these things now, they didn't change the two facts. He was happy Alec was living with him, which scared him and he didn't want to go home to an empty house. Not yet at least.

He realized he had started driving towards Max's job then realized that was a stupid idea. Not to mention he wasn't dressed for it, he was in windbreakers and a tee shirt, not to mention the noisy exo underneath. He readjusted his course, headed back towards the house.

So he walked into the eerily quiet house, turned on his computer out of habit and sat down and tried to check his new messages before he finally pushed the chair back out of boredom.

He headed upstairs to get out of the exo, he stripped down and then found himself standing in front of the closet, a pair of black slacks in his hand. He was about to throw them onto his bed as he went to find a shirt, something blue…

He shook his head and shoved the pants back into the closet with a little more force than necessary. He had to get used to the silence again, he had to get used to not being with Max constantly, hadn't they gone down this path before and it had led to months of barely speaking to get over it?

He headed back downstairs to grab his phone off the desk, he hit in her number and waited for the voicemail to pick up. "Hey, it's me. I just wanted to let you know everything when fine. I'll talk to you tomorrow."

He headed back upstairs, he'd take a shower and then go to bed…

Yea that idea was about as appealing as sitting in front of the computer. Once more he was in front of his closet, this time a tan button down in hand and grabbed a pair of jeans out of his dresser. Zen and Vida would be out, probably with Cassia and a few others at the bar by their apartment, even more of a dive than Crash. It would have to do though, he had no desire to stay in with everyone else out. He laughed to himself thinking of all the nights Max had tried talking him into going out to Crash that first year…

"Hey Max" he said picking up the phone, a finger over the left ear trying to hear her.

"Where are you?" she asked, it was past one.

"I'm at the Cellar, the bar by Zen's apartment." he said making his way to the door, so he could get outside and hear her.

"It's one fifteen."

He laughed walking outside, "It's a Saturday Max."

Max frowned into the phone, Logan Cale didn't understand weekends and stopping work, "So what did you find out?"

Logan looked around and saw a few stragglers outside, he was pretty sure talking about a comet coming and killing people would sound a little strange, "I'll tell you tomorrow Max, now's not really the time."

"Okay, then I guess I'll talk to you tomorrow." She hung up before he could say goodbye.

"Max?" he said into the phone before looking down at it. He debated calling her back, but in the end decided to slip his phone back into his pocket and headed back inside of the bar.

AN: Yea okay I'm lazy I don't feel like finding the dvd that talks about all this stuff, nor do I feel like listening to an hour of commentary to get the specific details. So things might be kinda off, sorry. Thanks for reading.