The pain is too much. How could he? Why? Why? Lying here in his bed. Smelling his scent on the pillow. He is laying in a hospital on a respirator. Dying? C had said to leave, get some rest. She'll call if there's change. Lucky. So very lucky. He's hanging on by a thread. Where did this get him? How come he couldn't have just talked to her. Tell her his feelings. They could have worked together for a cure.

    But why this? Her mind raced. Should she leave and never come back? Maybe he'll forget her, and move on. Not likely. What happens now? He dies, he lives, either way things will change. Never be the same. In this dream she had once, her life was one without the virus. She and Logan loved each other, and could express their feelings. They were happy together, in each others arms. Together, happy, touching, talking, silence. She started to cry. What could have been, what should have been. All she could remember were those few precious moments when they had realized their feelings, and those few moments they had together before Joshua came in and ruined their dream.

    A dream. Maybe this is some sort of nightmare. Her whole life, a nightmare. Until Logan. She loved him sooo much. Every night she wished he could be holding her, kissing her. Every night she wished they could be together. Live together, and die together. She would give anything for a life with Logan as she had dreamed. But then again it was a dream.

    "Hey boo."

    "Any change."

    "Nawww, I'm sorry." They hugged. Max cried. Original Cindy had rarely seen Max express this much. Crying was so much. "It's going to be okay." She said softly. "Don't worry boo. Everything will be good in the end." Max stepped away and wiped the tears from her eyes. Standing next to his bed, looking at him, her hand hovered over his.

    "You know, I cant even hold his hand." Her hand moved up to her face. "Everything wont be alright. Nothing has changed. I still cant touch him. Do you know how hard that is?" Her eyes moved from Logan to C. "Do you understand?!" Her head was slightly cocked to one side. Pain rippled across her features. One hand covered half of her face, and she gave a small chuckle. Then she moved her hand away in a wide gesture. "I don't even know if I can handle this anymore. All of this." Her face became angry. "How could he do this to me!? How?" Again, pain showed. "Why C?"

    "I don't know boo." She stepped toward Max, who stepped back, hands up.

    "You know I love him." She said looking at him, though as if in a far off place.

    "I know."

    "I love him so much." She sighed. "I did this to him. It's all my fault."

    "No its not." She tried to get closer to her again, but Max took another step back.

    "I've got to go. I cant stay here." She was shaking her head. "I.....I." She looked up at Cindy. "Tell him I love him." A tear rolled down her cheek. Taking another longing glance at him, she walked out the door.

    "Wait Max don't." She started after her, but stopped knowing she couldn't do anything. She was helpless. Then she looked at Logan. "What have you done?"