InsaneJournal

The Joys of Cooking
Cooking with Logan is something that I constantly miss since the virus. We have to be so careful about everything, unless either of us wants to see him in a body bag. And since neither of us knows the full limitations of the virus, we can’t ever risk it.


It makes me mad that Logan is so optimistic about the virus, it doesn’t matter that I’ve almost killed him twice because of my carelessness. He takes it all in stride and doesn’t understand why I put so much distance between us. If I don’t, then I run the risk of killing him. And a world without Logan in it is far worse than me not being able to touch him.

Our continuing reliance upon one another when it comes to his Eyes Only missions and my avoidance of Manticore and White’s cult only complicates things. Every time I see Logan, no matter how brief, I have a hard time moving on no matter what my good intentions are.

When I am not around Logan, I can pretend that I don’t really want him or need him. I can pretend that it was just a flirtation that burned itself out. I can pretend that I don’t miss him or miss what we had before Manticore infected me with a virus tailored to his DNA. Most of all I can pretend that I don’t love him at all because soldiers don’t fall in love with someone that they’re just using for information.

But every time I see him, I can’t pretend anymore. I miss everything about him and it tears me apart to think that he’s found another cooking partner.

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