Chapter 5

~Ok. The much awaited 'What's gonna happen to Max' moment. Blahdy Blahdy blah. How long has it been? a month, maybe? Feels like it. Lemme check....June 20. It's been all of 2 weeks. Well then. I so sorry I had to keep you waiting. I am writing *more* than one story, people. I have my BWOC story going to. And another for BWOC in the making. So, I am busy. Oh yes. And my lovely case of writer's block. I got stuck like 14 times while writing The Tele-Whatever's Problems. Errrr. That just annoys me to no end. Ok. I eventually will stop ranting. Not likely in this century but I can get some therapy and stop in the next one. Aiight. Here ya go. Chapter 5.....Am I *really* that far along?? Nevermind. Go read. Pay no attention to the really weird girl and her 5 muses. cul8r!~

~PS!! I AM THE NARRATOR!!!!!! SO THERE!!!!! ::Sticks out tongue::~

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Logan waited and waited and waited for Max to wake up. The whole time, he was wracked with worry. Poor guy. He has to help save the city, already. He doesn't need more worry. He fell asleep at her side.

Meanwhile, in Max's mind, she was having a scary dream. Let's see what she is dreaming about.

Max was walking through the woods. She has been there before but she couldn't remember when. She could hear everything, every sound. She heard a footfall and turned toward it. Logan came out of the bushes and he apparently couldn't see her. She walked to him, trying to get him to acknowlege her in any way. She, unfortunately, failed and he walked on past her. She followed him as he walked through the bushes and somehow into his uncle's cabin. Max was very confused. How the world did they get there? Oh, Well. She wasn't going to pass up the chance to stay with Logan all alone in a cabin. If only he could see her. She watched him carefully. He walked to the kitchen and made himself some dinner. Sometrhing rather easy to make and it was only a sandwich.

The door opened and Max turned toward the person who was walking in. It was herself. What was she doing there when she was standing here? Her other self walked to Logan and kissed him. She then noticed her other self looked older and her hair was longer. She looked at Logan and he looked a little older too. His hair was greying slightly and it was a little longer than usual too. She looked on as the older Logan fed her older self the rest of his sandwich and then they moved toward their bedroom, seeing as it was dark and probably late. All of the sudden the place faded into a blurry room. What was going on???

Back out in the *real* world, Max began to sturr on the bed. Logan, always being a light sleeper in case an informant calls, wakes up immediatly. He notices her eyes are open but seem to see nothing. He was suddenly very happy he covered her up in a robe. Now, she can't hurt him for being indecent.

When Max's eyes had finally focused, she looked around to find Logan's room. Phew, she was back to where she started. She looked to her side, to look at Logan. He was looking directly at her and it looked like, to her, that he had worn the same outfit for a few days. All of her dream flashed by her eyes. Watching her and Logan kissing, him taking her other self's hand and walking to what looked like their bedroom. She shook her head and focused on the present. She tried out her voice.

"H-how long have I been asleep?" She croaked. Logan was surprised she could talk again.

"Two days. You had a seizure in the shower. I got you to stop shaking, but you were already gone by that time." He replied. He felt so bad for not noticing earlier when he had checked. Logan had made a promise to himself. He had promised that he would tell her how he felt. No matter what.

Max was a mess. She had all these confusing feelings inside of her. She picked the strongest one and analyzed it. Force of habit. She found out what is was and it shocked her to her very core. She had to tell him. No matter what.

"Max/Logan, I..." They said at the same time. "You go first." They said again. They laughed and Logan told her,

"Why don't you go first?"

"Logan, I had a dream when I was out and it was about us. Not you and me, but us. Together. And we were happy. And when I woke up, I had a lot of mixed feelings. The more I thought about my feelings, I could tell what they were. What I'm trying to say is...I love you, Logan." She told him with tears and hope and love in her eyes, all at the same time.

"Max, I love you too. That's what I wanted to tell you. I promised myself if you got better, I would tell you how I felt. And I love you. To hear you say it, makes me very happy." He replied with the same expression Max had. Hearing Logan tell her that made her the happiest person in the world. She sat up and pulled him to her, kissing him hard.

They spent the rest of the day talking about their dreams, holding each other, and smiling like idiots. They were the happiest people in the world. Of course they were. They were in the love, and they didn't care who knew it.

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~Ok. For all my people who wanted the mushy ending, there ya go. For Lady Callie and Marie, who wanted the seizure and stuff, there ya go, too. I have finished. I am ectatic about that. Please review. I love reviews. For all the ppl who reviewed this story, I THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU GUYS/GIRLS RULE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Please review. Flames appreciated, Praise...well...praised. heh heh heh. funny. ok. Must run! BYE BYE!!!!! ::runs away from computer singing 100 Bottles Of Stuff On The Wall, getting weird looks from the passerbys:: (Weirdness is my life, *Human*) Ty aka Ty the Spy/a D.A. obsessed chick.