Welcome to Jessie and Logan's story it's gonna be a lot crazier than Ryland's and my Clace story so be prepared for a lot of shit to go insane, I'm excited for you guys to see how Jessie grows as a person and an actress also how Logan develops along the way because he is still a main character in this story, and how Henry is a total badass still

A big shout out to MissyDoodles02 and sunlightstars for helping me with the title and summary

One thing you will notice in this story there is a lot of talk about death and murder and things like that so a fair warning to everyone who may not be into that kinda thing this story may not be for you.

Jessie's Pov

I rolled over in bed and groaned as my alarm started to flash I forced myself to get up and dressed before I ended up late like I've been for the past week because I oversleep. Coffee was the only reason I was barely able to function, I quickly put my hearing aids on and ran out the door. I realized halfway there I had forgotten my jacket and my coffee. "You're late," Abigail said as I fell into the chair.

"Please, I'm having a terrible day already."

"It's barely eight."

"Can we stop the chatter? I have to be on set in ten minutes." I mumbled.

"Should've come in on time." She said and I had to bit my lip before I went off on her. "So why were you late today?" She asked pulling at my hair.

"I was-"

"Spent too long talking to your boyfriend?" She loved prying into my relationship with Henry.

"Do you ever just do your job? Because I'm pretty sure your title is just hair and makeup person, not interrogation person."

"Oh come on he's hot."

"Yeah, I know." She groaned and pulled on my hair. "Ouch."

"Seriously it's like you are just surrounded by hot people." She sighed. "Your brothers, your dad, your boyfriend, your boyfriend's brother."

"I am choosing not to reply to anything you say now." She laughed and moved to do my makeup.

"I'm serious give your brother my number."

"Which one?"

"The adorable one with the blue eyes."

"Yeah, they're twins and not even-"

"The nerdy one I love nerds."

"A few things wrong with that, one he's seventeen and two he's gay."

"Why are all they always gay?" She mumbled.

Fifteen minutes later I was finally on set and getting a lecture about how I was late. "No coffee?" Ryder one of my co-stars said leaning against a pillar shirtless.

"I forgot it on the counter, aren't you cold?"

"It's winter and we're in Vancouver, of course, I'm cold."

"Probably should put a shirt on then," I said barely glancing at him.

"I think they put half naked all the time in my contract," He said and came a little too close for comfort. "Today's our last day for a bit… Wanna get some lunch after?"

"I have a boyfriend but thanks."

"Worth a shot." He smiled and I'm sure it made so many women drop to their knees but he wasn't half as hot as Henry.

"Well, it's never gonna happen."

"What if you break up and-"

"Do you ever give up? Like ever?"

"I've never been turned down."

"Poor you," I mumbled.

"Quiet on set!" The director yelled.

When I was done for the day it was already late and I was tired and aggravated from the lack of sleep I've been getting lately but right as I fell into bed my phone started to ring. "Hello?" I said miserably.

"Hey princess," Dad said and I instantly felt a little better.

"Hi, daddy."

"I'm sorry I know it's probably late in Vancouver but I just wanted to see how you were it's been a few weeks since I've talked to you."

"I know I'm sorry I have been crazy busy and running around like a chicken without a head."

"You sound tired Pumpkin."

"Yeah, I haven't been sleeping."

"When do you get to go home?"

"In three days I think for like a week and then I have to come back for like two more weeks and then I'm officially done."

"You should come visit your most favorite person in the entire world." He said and began to hum.

"Yeah, I was thinking about going to see what Ryland has been up to."

"That's just cold." He muttered.

"I'm kidding daddy, I would love to come visit you and mom but right now things are a little bit hectic."

"I know…" He said sadly.

"Stop that! You know I don't like when you talk all sad you make me feel bad for not visiting more."

"Don't feel bad Jess," He said and something sounded like it broke in the background dad groaned. "Benjamin Samuel Herondale!" He yelled.

"Everything okay?"

"Your brother thinks he's funny." He said. "Put that down now you don't swing a bat inside the house- I don't care if you and Cecily were playing baseball you don't do it inside the house." He said and I could hear Benji arguing with him.

"Oh come on dad it's not like I broke something important," Benji said and I laughed.

"Don't encourage him, Jess."

"Sorry."

"Aren't you supposed to be packing? Go on and leave the bat down here!" He yelled.

"Where is Benji going?"

"Your mother and I are going to New Zealand before we do the second half of the tour and-"

"I'm sorry are you having a family vacation? Without me and Logan?"

"No."

"But you said-"

"Your mother and I are just going."

"That's not fair I wanna go to New Zealand." I pouted dad laughed.

"I'll take you for your birthday."

"Thank you. So where is Benji going?"

"Ryland and Kayla are taking the kids to Hawaii and they asked if Cecily could go with them and Benji wanted to go to."

"So you're leaving Liam home alone? He's gonna throw a party or something."

"Liam's going to New York."

"Oh, I didn't know that."

"Trust me I wasn't about to leave Liam home alone."

"I mean it wouldn't be all that bad."

"Seriously? We left Ryland home alone once and he threw a party and-"

"Everyone does it at least once."

"You threw a party?" He asked and I was thankful he couldn't see the smile on my face.

"Of course not daddy."

"When did you throw a party?"

"My senior year it was like the last week of school."

"But we weren't-"

"I promised Benji that if he got you and mom out of the house for a night I'd let him- you know what I don't think you want to know what I promised him but-"

"So when he begged and begged to go to that damn football game that was four hours away from the house it was because of you?"

"Yep." I'm sure dad would flip if he knew all Benji wanted was to try beer which he did not like whatsoever.

"Seriously Jessie?"

"It was an epic party."

"Was Cecily at that party?" He asked.

"No, she spent the night at Ariabella's."

"And the twins?"

"Oh, they were at the party."

"I'm-"

"Logan got drunk and threw up in the litter box and Liam I didn't really see for the whole night but he was there flirting with everyone." It really was an epic party until Rylie made out with Peter in front of her boyfriend Mason and they got into a huge fight and broke the tv which I had to call Ryland and explain everything and beg him to help me or else I would've been murdered.

"Logan got drunk….?"

"Seriously the funniest thing ever but he was really upset the next day and gave me a buncha statistics about alcohol."

"When I see you next your grounded."

"Grounded? Dad, I'm-"

"I don't care how old you are Jessica."

"Fine." I yawned knowing he wouldn't really ground me if I gave him the puppy dog eyes.

"Get some sleep my little Pumpkin head." I rolled my eyes at the name.

"Night daddy." Before I could even go to sleep I had to call Henry to make sure everything was good at home.

Logan's Pov

I was bored watching tv when Henry slammed the front door shut mumbling angrily. "You okay?" I asked he was holding some files he didn't say anything as he passed by me and accidentally stepped on the cat and dropped all his stuff.

"Oh fuck." He picked up Church. "I'm sorry buddy I didn't mean to step on you.

I picked up the papers and got a very good glimpse at a dead person in a pool of blood I felt queasy at first but Henry was still holding the cat so I shifted through some of the pictures and the police report and found something kinda odd when he turned around. "Logan!" He yelled and grabbed the stuff out of my hand. "You shouldn't-"

"Why didn't they interview his girlfriend?" I asked.

"What?"

"The report." I grabbed the paper back and got a better look at it. "It lists everyone that they talked to but not his girlfriend? Why?"

"Because he wasn't dating he was married."

"Really?" I snatched the crime scene photo along with some of the pictures from security footage from him and Henry tried to get it back so I ran around the couch with him chasing me.

"Give that back!"

"I'm looking at it," I yelled back at him still running in circles around the couch switching directions once in a while.

"Logan I could get fired for this give it back." He jumped over the couch.

"Then let me show you what I found!" I yelled and he stopped chasing me.

"Alright…"

"Thank you," I kept glancing at him to make sure he wasn't going to rip the papers out of my hand as I laid them out on the table. "Alright so look at these and tell me what you notice?" I said he sat down and looked at them.

"They are pictures from the hotel where he was at for a business meeting which was confirmed with his boss and a bunch of people who saw him there."

"No it's not that look," I grabbed the first one of him checking into the hotel. "He's wearing his wedding ring here but," I grabbed the next picture of him being seen two hours later in the lobby. "He's not wearing it here."

"He could have taken it off."

"Really? If you were married would you just randomly take your ring off?"

"Okay…" He said and looked closely at the next few pictures. "He doesn't have it back on until he's leaving for the meeting."

"He was oblivious there with someone. A female someone or maybe a male someone. Who am I to judge?"

"I'll be back." He said gathering up all the papers and practically running out the door.

"Okay… I'll just be waiting here… Alone… and bored." I watched a documentary about the crash of 1929 when the front door opened and closed lightly. "How was it?" I asked and then someone was lying on top of me. "Henry?"

"Do you and Henry do this when I'm gone? Should I be upset or turned on?" My boyfriend asked kissing the back of my head.

"Can you get off of me? This hurts." I said trying to roll off the couch but I couldn't move I was trapped under him.

"Are you calling me fat?"

"Of course not but you are putting all your weight on me and it hurts." He leaned back enough that he was practically sitting on my legs. "What are you-" He started slapping my ass. "Ow! That hurts."

"Did I ever tell you I played the bongos?" He said still hitting me.

"I've been with you for a long time and you've never played-"

"The booty bongos." He said I could sense a smile when he said that.

"Never say that again... Please." He laughed.

"What are we watching?" He asked lifting himself up enough for me to move to lay sideways and enough space for him to squeeze in behind me.

"The crash of 1929."

"What's it about?"

"A documentary about the Wall Street crash that happened in October back in 1929."

"Great a documentary about old things."

"Oh come on it's not bad it's actually really interesting."

"It's old I mean look at that lady what the hell is she wearing? That top is hideous." He said pointing to the old lady in a purple button up.

"Your gayness is showing," I mumbled turning the tv up.

"Trust me Log you don't need to be gay to know that shit isn't cute." He said shaking his head.

"Can you shut up I'm trying to watch this."

"When was this made?"

"1990."

"Can't we watch something that isn't old as hell? If you want go talk to your grandma she's old maybe she was alive back then."

"She's not that old!"

"Can we please watch something actually interesting?"

"There is a new documentary coming on after this."

"Oh yeah? What's that called? The Oregon trail of 1312?

"First of all, it was in 1836."

"So what!"

"Well if you're gonna insult history at least do it right."

"I'm-"

"The first emigrants made the trip in 1836 and they were-"

"I graduated high school I really don't need a lesson about this I can buy the game if I want to learn about it. Now, what comes on after this?"

"UFOs and Nukes: The Secret Link Revealed."

"You are such a nerd!" He yelled as the door opened again and this time it had to be Henry.

"What's up gay boys?" He seemed to be really chipper now.

"Oh, we're about to watch a verrryyy informative documentary about UFOs and Nukes and how they are somehow related." He said sarcastically.

"That's on today?" Henry said dropping a box on the table and sitting down on the smaller couch.

"Seriously? I am surrounded by nerds."

"It's supposed to be a really good."

"I'm gonna take a nap while you nerds waste an hour of your life." He said wrapping his arm around me and resting his head on my shoulder.

"Where did you go?" I asked Henry when I felt Damien's body relax against my back and his breathing evened out.

"Talk to the chief."

"And?"

"He's giving me a chance to solve the case."

"And if you do? Are you going to get promoted?"

"He said I would be."

"You don't look thrilled… Why don't you look thrilled? This is an amazing break for you!"

"Because I have no leads Logan… No one saw him with a girl the entire time and when he-"

"Then let's go." I carefully sat up and picked up the blanket that was on the floor and covered Damien with it. "You aren't about to throw away this shot."

"Where are we going?"

"To that hotel, there has to be some type of clue."

"He died more than a month ago all the evidence is-"

"Do you trust me?"

"Yeah."

"Then let's go!" I whisper yelled and before we left I recorded the documentary because I really did want to see it.

Jessie's Pov

It was snowing when I finally got home Logan and Damien were on the couch watching a movie. "What's up my lovely little gay boys?" I asked Logan rolled his eyes.

"We're watching It's a Wonderful Life," Logan said happily but Damien looked bored out of his mind.

"How very gay of you."

"How did I know you were gonna say that." Logan joked.

"Have you talked with Henry at all today? I've called him four times but he isn't answering."

"He called me a few hours ago to tell me he was talking to the Chief of police about something."

"Did something happen?"

"Why would you think that?" Logan retorted.

"Because I've been gone for a few weeks and anytime Henry and I talk it's like a four second long conversation." Logan shrugged but Damien looked like he knew something. "Don't make me punch you, Logan."

"Alright… Alright…. I may or may not have helped Henry out."

"With?"

"A murder case."

"What?"

"Well he's sick of being a beat cop and he had dropped a case file on the floor I picked it up and looked over everything and may or may not have found something the head detective didn't so Henry took it to the chief and the chief gave him a chance to try and solve the case."

"Why is this a bad thing?"

"I kinda helped him."

"What do you mean helped him?"

"Like we did detective things together and-"

"Logan! He can get fired." I yelled.

"We caught him…"

"You helped catch a murder?" I was mostly surprised because Logan wasn't really one for dangerous stuff he liked watching and reading about dangerous things but never participating in these things.

"Yeah…" He didn't look too thrilled.

"So why do you look like that?"

"The head detective knows I helped Henry so he went to the chief and I didn't want Henry to get into any trouble Jess I was just helping…"

"It's okay Logie I know you didn't mean any harm by it…" He nodded but I could tell he was upset that Henry was getting in trouble. "Is Liam here?"

"Why would Liam be here?" Logan asked coming into the kitchen and pushing me out of the way of the fridge grabbing some stuff out.

"I talked to dad and he said Liam was coming here while they went to New Zealand for a vacation."

"Oh, that.." Logan said and gave me a smile that meant he was up to no good.

"And where exactly is Liam?"

"I'd assume having coitus." He said shrugging.

"Ugh! Stop saying that word! You know I hate that word!"

"Coitus?"

"Stop."

"Coitus, coitus, coitus, coitus, coitus, c-" I slapped his shoulder and he dramatically and in slow motion put his hand on his shoulder. "I've been injured! Damien help!" He yelled.

"I'm watching this stupid old movie." He said from the couch.

"He's lying," Logan whispered to me. "He has been totally into the movie until you came in."

"Well maybe if you stopped making him watch old movies and just-"

"Right before this, we watched some movie where the president was kidnapped and the whole world was going to end but the hot dude saved the world and the president was a douche bag anyway." He mumbled.

"Are you talking about Olympus Has Fallen?"

"Yeah, that's the one…. It was horrible."

"Why?"

"Because it just was…"

"Does this have to do with Gerard-"

"We are done talking! I'm trying to make dinner."

"Back to our original conversation… Where is Liam and do not say having sex."

"I never said sex I said-"

"I will punch you, Logan."

"He asked me to do him a favor so I said yes."

"Okay and?"

"And I told mom and dad that he was coming out here when in reality he's at his girlfriend's house well one of his girlfriend's houses I don't know which one it's hard to keep up with all the people he's seeing and not seeing."

"If they find out you lied for him."

"They won't because they are too busy-"

"If you say having coitus I will barf all over the table and make you clean it," I said and he shivered at the thought.

"You said it not me." I groaned. "Now what do you want for dinner? Tacos?"

"No.."

"Supergreen mushroom and Orzo soup?"

"We had that last week," Damien said from the couch and Logan was right he did seem really into the movie.

"Ugh…" Logan looked through the fridge again. "I can make winter squash and lentil stew?"

"Not feeling stew today…"

"Beet, mushroom and avocado salad?"

"For dinner?" I asked leaning against the counter. "I'll look up some vegan recipes," I said pulling my phone out.

"I don't want to go to the store though…"

"Hey, Damien you feeling bbq chickpea and cauliflower flatbread with avocado mash?"

"Sounds disgusting." He said.

"True, I'll keep looking."

"I could make-"

"Oh how about peanutty edamame and noodle salad?"

"What do I need?" Logan asked and when I told him he sighed. "I'd need to go to the store." Damien finally came into the kitchen and looked over my shoulder down at the picture of what it was supposed to look like.

"That looks really good." He said and gave Logan puppy dog eyes.

"Fine, I'll go to the store."

"I'll come with," Damien said winking at him.

"Yippee for me." He mumbled but a hint of a smile came when Damien turned around.

Henry's Pov

"You let someone with no training assist in a police investigation." I was trying my best not to roll my eyes because that would not help this situation.

"He found the suspect in three days when it's taken your best detectives months." I wish I could've seen what Logan did as fast it took me a little longer to put the pieces together when Logan could do it in sixty seconds.

"Listen here Carstairs-" The door to his office opened and someone walked in.

"Sir, we need to talk." The head detective Cameron said he looked incredibly sad.

"Not now Cameron." He said sternly.

"It's important sir."

"I said not now Cameron!" He yelled but Cameron didn't move to leave.

"It's about your daughter, sir." He said softly.

"What about her?" Cameron didn't say anything he just shook his head.

"I'm sorry sir." He was confused but turned his attention back to me.

"Carstairs." He said glaring at me.

"Yes?"

"You are suspended for two weeks."

"Y-yes sir."

By the time I left the chief had run out to his car with a few detectives and cops following, I wanted to go but I knew I was on a short leash and didn't want to ruin anything else. When I got home it was quiet I figured everyone was doing their own things I walked into my room I shared with Jessie I heard the shower on I took my work clothes off and put my gun into the nightstand drawer and laid down sighing.

"Henry?" I heard Jessie's voice and my heart sped up like always.

"Yeah, it's me." I got up to go see what she was doing because I know she can't wear her hearing aids in the shower. "What are you doing?" I smirked when I saw her sitting on the floor.

"Letting the steam do its magic." She said as I sat down with her. "What happened?"

"I got suspended for two weeks," I said and she looked up at me with a sad expression.

"Henry-"

"I don't regret it."

"Are you sure?"

"Logan did something that took highly trained detectives months to do in three days, a family got closure I'm okay with what happened because that family can go to sleep knowing that sick bastard is never gonna see the light of day again."

"So who did it?" She asked her gold eyes melting a hole through me.

"The mistress's ex-husband, I guess he thought that he had a shot at getting her back and when he found out she was sleeping with a married man he went off the deep end and killed him."

"I still cannot believe you let Logan help you."

"He would make a great cop."

"He works in a science lab that's safe I don't want to worry about Logan and you." She said desperately.

"Well, he's not always in a science lab."

"A Broadway musical is not dangerous." She crossed her arms.

"I'm sorry I let him help me it won't happen again."

"Letting him look over things is one thing but letting him get into a car and-"

"I'm sorry…. It won't happen again."

"I'm responsible for Logan my parents will force him to move back home if something crazy happens."

"Define crazy?"

"Chasing after people who kill other people."

"Check."

"Henry." She said making sure I knew she was being serious.

"I think you're stressed," I tried to change the subject because there were better things we could be doing. "It's your first day home in how many weeks?"

"Three."

"I've missed you," I said pulling her to me.

"Have you?" She asked as I pulled her shirt over her head.

"So much."

"Show me how much you've missed me."

"I plan to a few times." She laughed as I pulled her up and dragged her to bed.

"Cocky much?"

"Very, and I promise you won't be able to walk tomorrow."

"That's the kind of talk I like."

"You know it, baby." I pushed her down onto the bed pulling the shirt I had just put on over my head.

"Don't know why you even got dressed."

"I knew it, you wanted me to keep my uniform on," I said letting my shorts fall she wanted me with wicked eyes.

"Yeah," She said sitting up letting her bra fall I gulped. "I've been a bad girl officer Carstairs." She said moving to sitting on her knees.

"How long have you been waiting to use that?" I laughed she bit her lip.

"Since the day you got that badge." She wrapped her arms around my neck pulling me towards her kissing me softly, I pushed us back so we landed on the bed and as I was still kissing her I leaned towards the nightstand picking up a condom. "Allow me." She said taking it from me.

"I love you, Jess."

"I know you do look at me." She said and rolled us over until she was on top of me roaming down my body. "Maybe we could put those handcuffs to some good use."

"Those are specially reserved for criminals."

"Oh yeah?" I nodded. "Well guess what I did today?" She said looking up at me.

"What did you do today?"

"I ran a red light."

"Seriously?" I asked she moved and sat on top of me.

"Yeah…. I was jamming out to my new favorite song and I really wasn't paying attention to driving because I was so into the song and when I realized the light was red well it was too late to stop."

"You know that's real-"

"Don't go all cop on me, yeah I know it was bad but really they shouldn't be playing songs that make you want to dance." She said and started moving her hips on me I groaned and she stopped. "Oh sorry…" She laughed leaning down to kiss the corner of my mouth.

"It's okay." I flipped us over. "Let me show you how much I've missed you."

"That works for me." She muttered against my lips I lifted her up and walked us towards the bathroom.

Jessie's Pov

Henry and I just got out of the shower when Logan yelled at us that dinner was ready. "Coitus." He coughed a few times.

"I'm gonna beat you with this spoon," I yelled, Damien was already sitting at the table with his head down laughing. "Stop encouraging him."

"I'm sorry." He mumbled.

"What is this?" Henry asked pushing it around the bowl.

"Peanutty edamame and noodle salad," Logan said sliding the sauce over to Damien.

"Will we ever eat nonvegan food again?" Henry asked Logan smirked.

"Sure when one of you decide to actually cook instead of asking me or ordering take out." He said and Henry stuck his tongue out at him.

"I don't mind eating vegan it's actually not even bad I'm just wondering when we'll be eating steak or something next."

"You have two hands you can cook."

"Yeah but I work all day."

"And so I do I," He said and then put his chopsticks down. "Actually I have two jobs and I still come home and cook so I basically win this entire argument."

"You know when we moved in here the agreement was everyone has to cook at least once a week," I said helpfully but Logan mimicked me in a whiny voice.

"And who has been cooking the last month?"

"Well everyone loves your cooking." Damien leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Thank you for making dinner."

"Your welcome." I zoned out for a minute thinking about how we've been living in this apartment for a little over a year now and even though sometimes things get crazy and being an adult sucks living with them was probably the funnest thing I'd ever done. I finally started to listen to the conversation they were having and immediately regretted it.

"Did you know last month they had a case where the unsub cut the victim open and as he was dying he used his large intestine to wrap it around his neck and drag him around like a dog on a leash!" Logan said lifting his chopstick to his mouth and I suddenly felt not so hungry and the strong urge to vomit.

"How do you know that?" I asked.

"He has a bad habit of hacking into the FBI database and looking over case files," Henry said completely unfazed.

"I've only done it like once…" Logan said.

"Ten…" Damien said coughing.

"Traitor," Logan mumbled.

"What about the case where they used blood to paint on the-"

"Enough!" This conversation is over I am done with this so freaking done!" I yelled pulling my hearing aids out and shivering, that poor man what did he ever do to get his intestines ripped out of him and- ugh…. Henry was tapping on me I glared at him "What?" I signed.

"I'm sorry no more murder talk." I gave him my yeah right face and he smiled. "No more murder talk while you're eating?"

"How can you still eat after hearing that?"

"Logan showed me the pictures trust me-" I shook my head and put my hearing aids back in.

"Can we have a normal conversation?" I asked looking at my food I still wasn't hungry but it really did look good.

"Yesterday at work-"

"No normal conversation ever starts with 'at work' when it comes to you Logie."

"I meant Broadway work, not science work."

"Oh okay then proceed please," I said Logan rolled his eyes.

"So in the middle of Words Fail someone fell and I had to try very hard not to laugh and when it was over everyone thought it was just like an emotional day for me." We laughed, these were the dinners I liked even though most of the time it was filled with conversations that would leave me with nightmares.

Logan's Pov

Jessie had to leave for another week to finish up shooting her new movie, it wasn't all bad she got to spend a week with Henry bumming it he was excited to go back to work next week he didn't like sitting home doing nothing. "Where's your head?" Damien asked kissing my cheek.

"Do you think I'm doing the right thing?"

"What do you mean?"

"I feel like I should be doing something bigger with my life but I'm stuck in a job working with people who are still learning about things I've known since I was eight…."

"You have how many degrees? Logan, you can do whatever you want in life maybe-"

"When do you leave for boot camp?"

"Not for awhile."

"I don't know what I'm gonna do without you." I will dread the day he goes because he's what keeps me somewhat normal, without him I'm not sure who I will be.

"We'll make it work."

"Will we?" I said with tears in my eyes I've spent the last four years with him, he was part of me and I don't know how I will be able to handle losing him.

"It's not for awhile Logan, we take it one day at a time, okay but until then we live our normal life alright?"

"Okay…."

"Now I think we've had a long day and deserve some fun."

"What kind of fun are you thinking about?" I asked rolling over and up onto my elbows looking down at him.

"I think you know." He said and pulled me down to his lips but I didn't kiss him. "Logan," Damien said laughing.

"Yeah?"

"Kiss me." His voice barely a whisper, I got up all the way and moved on top of him.

"Where?" He smiled and pointed to his lips I leaned down and kissed him softly, my lips traveled down his neck to his shoulder.

"Logan….." He moaned and moved against me. "Please?" He asked I was about to ask why he was saying please when he handed me a condom, his muddy brown eyes had a wicked glint to them as I smiled and kissed him.

"You were kind of mean to me today," I said as my hand traveled down his body.

"N-no I wasn't."

"Maybe I should just go to sleep instead." My hand was on him now I could feel how hard he was it made me proud to know that I could actually have this type of effect on someone.

"P-please I need you right now." He held the condom out to me once again his eyes were pleading and tearing a hole through me.

"Tell me you love me," I said his smile widened.

"I love you more than life itself now please stop talking and have sex with me already."

"You are killing the moment."

"And you are killing my boner."

"I can kill it if you want." I moved down his body I felt his hand go to my hair holding it tightly.

"Not what I meant but okay." He said taking deep raspy breaths.

Henry's Pov

Someone was banging on the door I groaned as I got out of bed and went to yell at whoever thought they could fucking come over at three in the morning. "What?" I yelled as I threw the door open to see Edward, the chief of police at my door looking like he hasn't slept in months. "Sir." He looked down at a file in his hand.

"You said that the guy who helped you found the suspect in three days."

"Yes, sir."

"I need your help."

"I'm not a detective."

"My daughter was murdered last week." He said and my stomach turned I knew his daughter was young and it made me think of Mackenzie most days I try and not think about her because no amount of time will ever heal that wound.

"I- I'm so sorry…."

"I've gotten enough sorrys, Cameron has no leads, no suspects, no nothing."

"Please come in." I moved out of the way and let him in he dropped the files onto the table. "Would you like something to drink?"

"Coffee please."

"I'll go get Logan while this is brewing." I knew Logan was gonna be mad he didn't like being woken up from his slumbers, Damien makes the joke 'the princess needs her rest' Logan hates it but we all call him the princess now.

I knocked on the door and opened it, got a glimpse of what was going on and shut my eyes. "Henry!" Logan yelled.

"I'm sorry uh really sorry…"

"Care to join?" Damien joked I heard him get slapped. "Ow! I was just joking."

"Can you leave please?" Logan said desperately.

"Logan I need to talk to you, well someone else needs to talk to you."

"Can't it wait?"

"I'm sorry but no."

"Give me a minute."

"Right…."

I was standing in the hallway when Logan came out dressed and red faced. "Sorry to interrupt your little sexy time you had going."

"Please stop talking." He groaned. "Why did you need me?"

"The chief is here."

"As in the chief of police?"

"Yeah."

"Why? Oh god am I about to get arrested for helping you?"

"No… His daughter got murdered." I said and his entire demeanor changed he suddenly snapped into his own little detective mode and went straight to the table where Edward was. "Sir, this is Logan Herondale."

"You're a kid." He said.

"I'm seventeen almost eighteen."

"Your in high school-"

"No I graduated high school at eight and went to an academy that specializes in gifted children and then at thirteen I went to college and graduated at fifteen with a- I'm sorry you most likely don't care about my education but I will have you know I have one of the top highest IQ's."

"He got to meet and work with Stephen Hawking," I said I knew Logan wouldn't say it and I didn't want him to think that Logan was just some kid.

"Only for a day but he's nice and it was a life changing experience."

"You think you can catch the bastard who did this to my daughter?" He asked Logan sat down pulling the file towards him. He studied it carefully I wish I could see the way his mind worked on these types of things. He got up and left the room coming back with his laptop already opened and he was typing.

"Does she sorta look like this?" He asked turning his laptop towards us, it was a little girl with brown curly hair and brown eyes.

"The hair and the eyes, yeah… Who is she?"

"Last month there was a serial killer on the loose killing girls between the ages of ten and twelve, they caught a guy who admitted to killing them but it didn't sit right with me… The way he talked about these kids it seemed like he was a pedophile more than a killer he clamped up at the sight of the pictures pushed them away claiming he didn't want to kill them that he just blacked out and when he came to they were dead. He wanted glory most likely."

"And the cops just said alright this is the guy?" I asked.

"The killing stopped once they caught him but I figured that he knew the heat was on him in Boston so he left."

"How do you know all this?" He asked and Logan looked away.

"With all due respect, I can't tell you because how I have this information isn't very legal for me to be doing and I do not feel like going to jail," Logan said shaking his head.

"You think it's the same guy?" I asked Logan bit his lip.

"I can show you the crime scene pictures of the last three murders they are identical to-" He stopped and looked at the picture of Edwards daughter.

"Her names Stella everyone called her Ella."

"Show me," I said but Logan's eyes met mine and he shook his head.

"Two cops against a hacker I don't think so."

"I don't care what you do," Edward said sternly. "If this helps me bring my baby justice than do it." He said and Logan pulled his laptop close to him and within a matter of minutes, pictures started popping up on his laptop.

"His first victim, eleven year old Marie Clarke she was found in an alleyway multiple stab wounds." He clicked through the pictures and went to the next. "Second victim ten year old Olivia-" He stopped himself and zoomed in on the picture and then picked up the crime scene photos. "Holy shit…."

"What?" We said in unison.

"The first victim had her earrings taken from her and it was placed on the second victim, the second had her necklace taken and placed on the third."

"Okay but this is the-"

"The second I know what I was thinking about doesn't matter."

"But-" Logan threw his hands up to shush me.

"The third had her bracelet which had her initials on little hearts taken." He said and handed me the crime scene photos and sure enough on Stella's arm was the bracelet, Logan looked at me and I knew what I had to do.

"Sir, I know this will be hard but is Stella missing something?"

"I don't know." He said.

"It would be something important all the parents said that they wore them every day it would be noticeable if she-"

"My ex she would know but I don't know of anything that she thinks of as important.."

"I can go over there and talk to her in the morning," I said he nodded pushing the picture away.

"Who did you think it was?" Edward asked Logan.

"The girl's soccer coach it was the one thing all the victims had in common other than hair color was they were all on the same team," Logan said and pulled up a picture of a man who looked like he was definitely a creeper. "He was interviewed by police but he did a good job at pretending to grieve but his body language and a few other red flags were right there."

"It makes no sense why would the cops just-"

"The pressure was on from the community to find out who was doing this when you have little girls going missing and turning up dead in alleyways the heat gets turned up. They figured that since the killing stopped it had to be this guy." Edward was silent and Logan and I both looked at him he finally talked his voice a whisper.

"Ella plays soccer she was waiting for my ex to pick her up from practice when she went missing." I looked at Logan who slumped back into his chair. "Give me the number to that precinct," Edward said standing up Logan nodded and wrote it down on the back of a paper and handed it to him. "I'll see you two in my office at eight in the morning." He said and left I looked at Logan who looked at me.

"Why do I have to be in his office?" He asked.

"I'm assuming because you are going to help."

"Jessie already yelled at me for helping you once and that guy wasn't even a psychopath like this guy is."

"You remember that case you showed me a few months back? The one where the doctor was in this cult and he was kidnapping little girls and telling the families that they died in surgery?" I asked Logan bit his lip but nodded. "I used to dream that Kenzie was one of those little girls and somewhere out there she was still alive…."

"You only thought that because it happened in LA."

"My family still doesn't have justice for Kenz and it fucking sucks Logan every day I wake up knowing that he's still out there living while my baby sister is dead she had so much to live for and he took that away from her."

"I know.."

"These little girls," I pointed to his computer with the crime scene photos still up. "They don't have justice either and I need you because we are a team."

"If Jessie finds out-"

"We have a week before she comes back… I need you so what do you say?"

"I'm gonna need coffee." He said as he started organizing pictures and reports.

When Henry gets his dream job of working for the FBI I will be using some plots (With my own twists and turns) from Criminal Minds and I'll be sure to leave the season and episode in the AN…. So here's to the start of a new adventure that will bring a lot of laughs and a lot of tears! Thank you guys so much for everything