Disclaimer: Dark Angel characters are owned by James Cameron.
Note: Every other chapter is either Max or Logan recollecting the events.
I looked from the flag to my family: transgenics and normals alike. I shuddered, cringing at the word 'normal'. They're all normal to me. They're my family.
I looked up as Joshua and three others raised the flag he had made for us. I never really pledged my allegiance to the US flag, but no one will ever prevent me from pledging my allegiance to this flag. This flag was painted by my big brother, and it represents all that we are: where we were, where we are and where we hope to be.
"Now look what you've done," Logan said looking down at me. It was then that I noticed he was holding my hand. We both had gloves on, but we were holding hands. Taking a deep breath I decided that it was time to talk to him. Things haven't changed between us, but not being with him has just been too hard, and I was going to need him in these days to come. There would have to be no secret, no lies, between us.
As everyone started to disperse, Logan turned to go as well. Instead of letting him go, I tightened my grip on his hand. When our eyes met, I smiled. He smiled too. I told him I needed to talk to him.
"Can I come over to your place tonight?" I asked.
"Do you think it's a wise idea to leave Terminal City?" Logan asked, stepping closer to me.
Taking another deep breath, I nodded, "You can't stay here too long. We don't know how long non-transgenics can stay in here."
Logan smiled his heart-warming smile, "I'll be alright for a while here. Joshua's blood is still coursing through my veins. I'm almost one of you."
I sighed heavily and placed my hand on his shoulder, "Maybe so, but just the same. Original Cindy and Sketchy shouldn't be here long at all."
We both looked at my hand and smiled. He nodded, "Alright. We'll all go... But how?"
I thought for a moment and then nodded as well, as we both said, "The sewers."