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Author's Notes: In the article in TV Guide, Michael said that he wrote and 
sang his own songs and that ever since he and Jessica started dating, she's 
been encouraging it. I would love to hear him sing, but until that happens, 
we'll have to live with Fic like this.

Logan's Talent

Max walked into what she reluctantly called her apartment. It was falling 
apart and sometimes it felt like the rats had become the landlords, running 
the place. She walked over to the refrigerator as her stomach growled for food.

She opened the door to find absolutely nothing. A 1/3 full carton of milk and 
some bread with mold growing on it. "It's like a prison," she said to herself.

She opened one cupboard and again nothing. The other cupboard had some boxes 
in it. Max smiled and grabbed one of the boxes from the shelf to see two rats 
crawling around and she saw gnaw marks on both boxes in the cupboard. She 
slammed the door and grabbed her jacket and riding glasses.

Logan's place it is.

Logan sat on his couch strumming his guitar while he thought about Max. He 
smiled and started to play a song that he'd engraved in his mind. After all, 
he had wrote the music and lyrics just for her.

That's when he heard his door open. A few seconds later, Max appeared.

"Hey, Logan."

"Hey."

Max glanced at the guitar. "You play?"

"A little. Did you need something?"

"Not anymore. Can you play something for me?"

"I don't know..."

"Do you write your own stuff?"

"Umm... yeah... I do," he said with a hint of shyness.

"Anything about me?"

"How about some dinner," he said as he tried, unsuccessfully, to change the 
subject.

"I'll take that as a yes. Come on... don't be shy."

"Are you sure?"

"Are you?"

"I guess."

Logan grabbed his guitar from where he had put it next to him on the couch. 
He cleared his voice as Max sat next to him on the couch.

He stared to play, a rich, flowing sound coming from the guitar. He sang. 
The melodious sound would make anyone melt. Including the genetically 
engineered girl sitting beside him.

The song was about the never ending struggle to find love and happiness and 
then finding it.

When he finished his song, Max found that she had a tear forming in the 
corner of her eye. 'And she thought the poem was sweet'!

When the tear rolled down her cheek, Logan brushed it away with his thumb.

"Did you like it?"

All Max could do was kiss him. When they pulled back she whispered, 
"I loved it." Then they kissed again.