CHAPTER: Help me out

DECLAIMER: the song is " I don't want to fight no more" by Tina Turner and it is edited for the purpose of the story.

She walked out of the elevator and then into Logan's apartment. Just as she expected, candles and Logan's favorite CD playing in the background. He was so predictable. " Hey," she said trying to sound happy.

"Hey, so how was work?"

" Good." In reality her workday actually sucked since she hardly spoke to Alec. " How was your day?"

" Productive." She smiled at him. " I made dinner."

She already knew it was Pasta since it was all he seemed to be able to make. " Nice, I'm kind of hungry."

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A few minutes later they sat eating pasta looking for conversation. " Nice sauce," Max commented.

" It's the oregano, it brings out the life in anything with tomatoes."

" Alec, for some reason doesn't like pasta."

That's all she could talk about, Alec. " Really."

" Yeah."

He couldn't help but feel like she didn't want to be there with him. She looked far away. He decided to talk about something that in no way could involve Alec. " I like this song."

Of course he'd like the song since it was his CD. " It's nice."

" Tina Turner was a great singer back in the day." Max nodded like she couldn't care less.

There's a pale moon in the sky

The kind you make your wishes on

Like the light in your eyes

The one I built my dreams upon

It's not there any longer

Something happened somewhere

And we both know why

But me, I'm getting stronger

We must stop pretending

I can't live this life

The song was slowly starting to grow on her. " You know, it's kind of nice."

" It's about her husband," he added.

I don't care who's wrong or right

I don't really wanna cry no more

Let's sleep on it tonight

I don't really wanna cry no more

(This is time for letting go)

" It's very real," she added. " It sounds like it could actually happen."

I hear a whisper in the air

It simply doesn't bother me

Can't you see that I don't care

Or are you looking right through me

Seems to me that lately

You look at me the wrong way and I start to cry

Could it be that maybe

This crazy situation is the reason why

She stopped and looked at him. It was like the song was about her. Was someone trying to tell her something?

It took a song from a dead person for him to realise what was going on. They let it go on for too long.

Hanging on to the past

It only stands in our way

We had to grow for our love to last

But we just grew apart

" Logan," Max started. " I don't know how to say this but . . ."

" It's okay, I understand." He took her hand in his. " What we had was special but our time is gone."

" Sorry, it's just that."

" It's okay, I could see the reasons in your eyes when you talk about him." She laughed. " Stop wasting time here, go get him."

She kissed him on his cheek and ran out the door. Free at last.

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He was just lying there watching a movie. He wasn't paying much attention to it since his mind was entangled in a spider web of memories. He heard a knock on the door and he went to it.

Max stood nervously outside. She had this fear brewing inside her.

When he opened the door he saw Max standing there. Why? He wasn't sure. He moved aside to let her in. She walked in past him and sat on the couch in a straight upright manner that indicated she was nervous. He sat next to her and waited for her say something, but she said nothing. He tried to focus his attention on the Tv screen.

Max got up from next to him and sat on the coffee table blocking his view of the screen. She took his hand in hers and he looked up at her like he was totally confused. " Let's give this love thing a try."

It was his dream playing out in front of his eyes. He needed to breathe before he dropped down dead. If someone had told him it would happen he would never think it possible but it was happening and he was very much awake. He hoped he was awake. He tried to open his eyes and he discovered they were already open. He needed to say something before she thought something was wrong. " Yeah, let's do that." And there it was, the overwhelming sense of completion he longed to feel. " I love you Max."

" Perfect," she said. It was exactly how he described it and it was even better because it was real this time. " That other scenario really wasn't working for me."

" Why is that?"

" Because no where in it said that I was in love with you." He looked so happy. She bent over and kissed him.

His lips touched hers and felt his entire body shiver. They separated only leaving only finger space between them. He looked into her eyes for a respond, for approval and she looked right back at him and smiled. " How did it happen?"

" I had a little help from Tina Turner."

He kissed her again just for the feeling again. " Thank the lord for her, whoever she is."

THE END