Title: Sickness
By: Tyronica42
Rating: PG???? I have *no* idea what it is! that's so sad.....
Spoilers: None...'cause...I dunno why...
Summary: Max gets a bad cold that is making her too weak to talk. Logan takes care of her. What will happen? I don't even know yet!
Disclaimer: Here we go again. Okay, I do not, haven't ever, and will never own Dark Angel. I am just a poor, poor, and poor girl. Currently, I have $7.45 in my savings account.

 Author's Notes: This is a response to a challenge I read a while ago. This is AU. The whole finale never happened, but Logan can walk.

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Setting: Jam Pony

Max had been sneezing, coughing, and shaking all day. She knew the shaking wasn't a seizure because it was just small shakes. Ones that were very different from her seizures. Normal noticed this after her fourth run that morning. He went over to Max and pulled her aside. "Go home. We don't need all of Jam Pony sick. I'll give you 2 weeks to get better. If you're not better by then, you are not to come beck. I don't need sick workers. You can easily be replaced. Now, get out of here. I don't want to have all of my riders sick because one moron thinks they have no choice but to work. Go."

"Ok. Ok. I'll see you in a 2 weeks. But I will be better by then." And with that Max walked out of Jam Pony. She went home and got her ninja and rode to Logan's. She knew he would take care of her and help her find out what she had.

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She got there in a matter of minutes. Traffic wasn't so bad since most people were out either at work or looking for work. She went to his door and picked the lock. She listened to find where Logan was. How silly of her. She heard jim in his computer room, as usual. She was begining to think he lived in there.

She knocked on the doorframe and coughed/sneezed. He turned to look at her. As soon as he turned around, she could see the concern in his eyes. He seemed to think she couldn't get sick. Well, he was wrong. She could get sick. Just not often.

"Max, what's wrong? You look terrible."

"Oh, I feel loved. I'm sick. I was wondering what I have. I usually don't get sick this bad." After she said this, she errupted in a coughing fit.

Logan walked to her and picked her up. He settled her in his bed and went to get her a glass of water. When he came back, she was coughing so hard, he had to hold the glass for her. She drank the glass of water, in hopes of it stopping her coughing. He left her side breifly to go to his medicin cabinet.

He found some Dimetapp and brought it to her. Pouring the right amount into a measuring spoon, he told her,

"Max, you have to drink this. It will help your cough go away. Then I'll call Bling so he can help with the diagnosis."

"O..*cough cough cough*...kay." Max said before she drowned the liquid in one gulp. Logan looked at her amused at her enthusiasm. She saw his expression and said innocently,

"I heard it's easier to drown it all at once. That stuff tastes nasty. Y'oughta do a hack about that stuff."

"No matter what I do, it won't change it's taste. It's tasted that way since before the pulse. I'll go call Bling and you lay down and close your eyes."

"Yes, Sir!" She said with a mock salute. Logan went to call Bling and she lay down,wondering what in the world she had.

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This is not finished. I, first, want to know what you think of the plot. I'm not really sure if it's good or not. There will be more later. If you don't like it, don't just hit the back button and go to another story, tell me that you hate it and give me suggestions. I want to tell people that I love flames, so don't think they will hurt me. Flame me if you find it horrible. If you find it good, tell me that too. It boosts my confidence, of which I haven't much, and makes my day a little brighter. PLEASE!!!

Chapter 2


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