Title: Prisoner
By:  Princess Leia Solo 
Rating:  PG
Spoilers:  None
Summary: 
 
A sequel to my series �Beautiful Angel�. More obstacles stand in Max and Logan�s way when they try to start a family and stable life. ::stifled laugh:: Max and Logan in a stable life... not likely.
Disclaimer: Dark Angel and all actors and actresses belong... to me... I write Dark Angel scripts and they become episodes... if you wanna know what I�m planning for next season, let me know... ::MIW hit Princess over the head:: Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, I know.... ::rolls eyes and starts what she�s repeated many, many, many times:: Dark Angel does not belong to me...Jessica Alba belongs to herself... Michael Weatherly belongs to himself... I own nothing, just the stuff in my room :( ::sniff:: oh well, I�ll get over it... in about 20 years when I�m in therapy.

Author Note: You'll want to read Beautiful Angel and Prisoner parts 1 and 2 first. Let me know if this isn't good enough or whatever.... sorry for the slow delay, I didn't have the chance to upload..... I'll post the next part soon.
Thank you to EVERYONE who reviewed both Beautiful Angel AND Prisoner. You guys are the best!!! Peace out! *Princess

Chapter 3: Future




Prisoner part 3: Future

"A baby?" Max asked softly. Logan smiled as she tried to process that news. "We're going to be parents." She smiled, then a look of fear and worry replaced it. "Oh my God, the fight. Is he okay? Is everything okay?"

"Everything's fine. You're fine and our baby's fine."

Max settled back against the pillow behind her head. "Are you really happy about this? I mean, we never talked about kids, and kids can be a lot to handle, and..."

"Max." She stopped talking and he leaned over and kissed her. "I couldn't be happier." Max pulled on his shirt gently and gave him another kiss.

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That night, an orderly was walking the halls of the hospital, pushing a cart of supplies. He got to the records room and punched in the code to open the door. He was restocking with a stack of new medical records forms. He walked in and as he was almost through the door, something behind him knocked him down and out.

A figure dressed in black snuck in and shut the door behind her. She hurried over to the record cabnets. She opened one and ran through the files. She found the one she was looking for, shut the drawer and left.

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The next morning, Max woke up, in her own bed, feeling pretty good considering. Logan still slept and she laid her head on his bare chest listening to his heartbeat. She put one hand on her flat stomach thinking about what having a child would be like.

Would she be a good mother? With her and Logan's life style, she prayed that she could keep her child safe and out of harms way. What would Zach think? She hoped he and the rest of her family in the Good Place were happy for her. She kept thinking about holding a little version of herself and Logan. This thought made her smile. She had so much love for a person she only learned about less than 24 hours ago.

She felt Logan move beneath her and wake up. "Hey," he said sleepily.

"Hey."

Logan brought up a hand and put it on her arm. "You okay?"

"Yeah. I was just thinking."

"About what?"

"Us. Our baby. What if I'm not a good mother, Logan. I mean, I didn't really have a great role model growing up. What if I can't do it."

"You can." He rolled over on his side and Max laid on her back looking up at him. He put a hand on top of her stomach. "You're going to be a wonderful mother. We're going to be the best parents ever."

"But what if something happens?"

"Nothing will. I know you're supposed to be the reaved up girl protector and I know you can take care of yourself, but for the next few minutes, I need to be the husband and father and the protector. Max, I promise I won't let anything happen to you or our baby. I'll protect you both with my life and you have my word on that."

"Thank you." Max kissed him softly. "I love you."

"I love you."

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Renfro sat at her desk signing her name on papers that had no meaning and for which she didn't care about. She thought about the little opperation that went badly a little more than a year ago. She knew the "higher powers" were wondering what she was thinking when she let them go. They ignored her when she tried to explain herself to them. They listened almost 2 months later and were doubtious about her ability to pull it off.

She swore on her life it would happen.

She swore on her life Manticore would be put back together.

She swore on her life, and she didn't plan on dying any time soon.

Almost 15 minutes later, the door to her office opened and Brin walked. She saluted Renfro and stood still.

"Yes?" Renfro asked.

"I aprehended the reason X5-452 was at the hospital yesterday."

"Well?"

"She's pregnant."

"Pregnant?" she asked standing.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Where did you get this information?"

"Her medical files ma'am. I suppose X5-452 did not have the chance to destroy her records before I got to them."

Renfro smiled. "Perfect. You are dismissed." Brin saluted again then left.

Renfro laughted alittle at her good forturne. She sat back down and picked up the phone. Pushing an extention number, she waited for someone to answer. When someone did, she smiled.

"This is Renfro. Get Manning on the phone. We've got a lot to plan."

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Sorry it's soooo short.... I'm going to start on part 4 today..... I'm not exactly sure which way to go, so suggestions are fine :) hehehe I have a few ideas, but I don't know if I want to do it. Thanks for reading and please review or send me an e-mail, or both :) peace out *Princess

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