will
be noted, but not looked at, playing with fire is naughty.....
Author's
note #1: this was suppose to be a drabble about Max and Logan
fighting
with each other, but it quickly became mush( but, mush with a
little
attitude mind you)
Author's
note #2: I normally write X-File fan fic. so the use of the date, time
and
location at the beginning of the story is an unbreakable habit, let
this
be your warning....
Whew...all
the "red tape" is done so enjoy the show.....
January,
5 2020
Seattle,
USA
Logan
Cale's penthouse
"....lousy
fucked up evening" Max's voice could be heard as she went into Logan's
room to change.
"You
got that right," Logan said to no one in particular. The sound of the
doorbell shook him out of his musings.
"Someone's
here Max, you better be decent in there" Logan called to the woman
currently occupying his bedroom
"Bite
me" she loudly retorted
He
just shook his head in exasperation and went to answer the door.
"Oh
hey Bling what's up?"
His
friend/therapist stepped through the door. "I just came to get my
jacket, left it on your chair" Bling started towards the aforementioned
object when Max, emerged again, still clad in only a light blue bath towel
"Max",
Logan angrily began "Why aren't you dressed yet?"
"Their
ain't no way in hell I'm gonna put that black sheath back on until it dries
and airs out, it smells like something crapped on it" her voice had
taken on a ghetto/Ms. Thang tone.
"Well
at least go put on my robe, Bling just came by to get his jacket, not see a
striptease" Logan said coldly
Rolling
her eyes angrily, Max charged off again towards the bedroom, flipping off
Logan as she went. Bling for his part just sat there with this smirk on his
face.
"What?"
Logan spat
"Nothing"
Bling replied "You two have some interesting fights"
"We're
not fighting Bling-"
"Speak
for yourself" Max's voice cut him off. Instead of the towel she now had
on Logan's white terrycloth robe that she just finished tying shut.
"I
was taking to Bling Max"
Max
just rolled her eyes again, "Men are assholes" she hissed to
herself
"Okay-"
Bling stood up, needing to get away from all the tension "I got what I
came here for" he gestured to the jacket in his hand "So I'll let
myself out"
"Have
a good night" Logan said, not bothering to look up
"You
too, See you tomorrow, bye Max"
She
raised her hand in a slight wave.
"Intriguing
pair" Bling said to himself out in the hallway. The sounds of the spat
were picking up, and Bling felt like being nosy, so he stayed to listen
"Take
those wet things off my bed"
"Make
me"
"Max,
just do it"
"Oh
go to hell okay!"
"Don't
push me tonight"
"Ooo..I'm
so damn afraid!"
"Max!
for the last time-" Logan stopped in mid sentence, and Bling heard his
friends cry of alarm. He opened the door, and was shocked to find Logaan
holding onto Max, who was shaking spasmodically.
"What
happened?" Bling asked, helping Logan move her to a lying position on
the couch.
"She's
having a seizure" Logan replied, his forehead tight with worry.
"Should
we call a doctor?"
"No!"
Logan shouted, the day that Max got arrested for stealing meds was still
implanted in his mind, "She has medication for it, Look in my medicine
cabinet, there should be a black box on the top shelf" Logan ordered.
Bling disappeared to get what he wanted
Logan
took Max's head in his hands, brushing the sweat soaked hair from her face
"Don't
you die on me Max, ya here, I still want the last word" Logan spoke
with more calm then he felt. He was actually terrified, that his last words
to her would be in anger.Bling returned with the box. Logan snapped opened
the plastic lid, and drew out a pre packaged syringe. He had bought this a
few days after Max first told him of her seizures, just in case she ever
didn't have, or couldn't swallow her Triptonane pills. It cost a small
bundle on the Black Market, but it was worth every penny now.
He
swabbed some alcohol on her arm, but she was shaking so much that he
couldn't inject the needle.
"Hold
her still" he told Bling
He
nodded and placed his hands on her shoulders "You better be happy that
this is an emergency, General Cale, otherwise I'd a knocked that wheelchair
out from under your white ass by now"
Logan
just nodded,concentrating on the task at hand. The syringe pierced Max's
skin, and injected the medicine into her bloodstream. For a few seconds
nothing happened, then Max was still. Logan thought for one horrifying
moment that she had slipped away,but then he heard her take a deep lungfull
of air.
"What
the hell happened?" her voice was weaker, but still full of her
trademark attitude
"You
had a seizure" Bling told her. She turned her head towards him "I
thought you left"
"Decided
to hang around a little more for my girl, there is one thing I don't get, if
you have the seizures why does he have the meds?"
"In
case something like this happens" Logan stated
Max
smiled slightly. "I am so fuckin' tired" she said through a yawn.
"You
have such a way with words" Logan said, kissing her on the forehead
"Take
a nap" She had no retort for that one, she just let her eyes close
"Logan?"
she said, eyes still shut
"Yea?"
"Still
mad?" her eyes opened, big and questioning, she looked like a lost
puppy.
"No,
his voice was honest, "are you?"
She
paused for a moment, considering his question "No, I guess not
either"
She
drew in a long breath "this is a comfortable robe"
Logan
smiled "I'll remember that"
He
turned to face Bling, but her hand on his arm stopped him "Stay with
me" again the big, sad eyes.
"I'm
not leaving you Max" he reassured
"As
much fun as doing this again was, I gotta motor" Bling said standing
up.
"Thank
you for your help" Logan said, his voice sincere.
"No
problem, man" Bling responded, and then a little more serious
"Take care of that one"
Logan
nodded "I will" He hoisted himself on the couch and laid behind
Max, drawing her close to him with his arm "She's a keeper"
A
tear fell from Max's eye, hitting the brown leather of the couch
"You're just trying to get on my good side" she kidded lightly
"Did
it work?" his breath tickled her neck
"Mmmhmm"
came her muffled response
Bling
turned away from the pair and headed towards the door
"C-ya
Bling" Max called out. He turned back around, looking at the two of
them, lying there "Take it easy girl"
"I
promise" she stated. Bling headed back out, the door made a resounding
thud as it shut behind him.
"Logan,
I'm not going to fly away" Max's voice came through the door, "you
can let go of your death grip on my waist"
And
Bling could only smile as he heard Logan's reply
"Make
me"
