This story is a direct continuation from "big time rush: blinded by betrayal."

It is beneficial to of read that story first.


A Laugh fell out of my mouth at how stupid my boyfriend could be at times. I was sat crossed legged on the floor of the spare bedroom with the diagrams of a self assembly manual in front of me.

"Logan it's part X that fixes on to part Y. Not the other way round." I chuckled watching him get it all so wrong.

A glimmer of amused frustration could be seen in Logan's eyes as he put the two wooden batons that he held in his hand down and walked over to me, he sat down then took the diagram from me and nodded. "Well it makes more sense now I've seen it." He said placing a little kiss on my cheek.

I smiled at him.

Logan and I had been an official couple for three weeks now. Just when I thought I was destined to a life of heartbreak he came back in to my life and showed me the true meaning of love.

I was 27 weeks pregnant now, Logan wasn't the father of the little girl I was expecting but as he promised me on the day we got back together; a baby did not make any difference to the way he felt about me.

Logan took it in his stride, he would fuss over me and treat me gently, he had spent the last two hours of this morning trying his hardest to piece together a crib for the baby that I felt would only ever bring us closer together.

"Do you think that cream is a bit boring?" I asked looking at the colour of the walls. It was this room that would eventually be the nursery.

Logan shrugged. "I read that a light green was a good colour for babies." He replied as he too looked at the walls.

"Green? Isn't that a bit... boyish?" I asked.

"Hmmm... I guess but it's meant to be easy on the eyes because its a natural colour... where as hot pink isn't." He replied with a smile.

"How about... a mellow yellow?" I said meeting him half way.

"Mellow yellow sounds good too. C'mon chubs, lets get this crib finished." he said standing up and holding a hand out to help me up from the floor.

"Chubs! You are cheeky shit, Logues." I said playfully giving him my best angry eyes. "But your the sweetest guy ever... I didn't know you were reading up on babies." I added feeling overwhelmed at the sheer selflessness of him.

Logan flashed me a smile as he set back to work on putting the crib together. "It's one of those things that you don't need to know until it's time to know, and now its time to know. I'm serious about us Gabs." He said still looking confused at which piece of wood was X and which was Y.

I walked over taking the batons from him and put them in the correct order so they could be fixed together. "How are you not fazed by any of this Logan?" I asked softly.

Logan picked the screwdriver up and connected the two pieces of wood. "Fazed by what? That you are having a baby, that the baby isn't mine or that you and I have to hide out in secret just in case James sees a picture of us together." He said now giving me his own look of concern.

"We have been through this Logues." I said softly to him. It had been a while that we had mentioned the male parentage of my baby and the soul reason why Logan and mines relationship was a well guarded secret.

"I'm serious about us Gaby." Logan said again. "I can say it til I'm blue in the face but I want you to believe it. It's not fair on either of us to live hidden away inside a house, let alone when the baby arrives. Don't you want us to be able to walk in the park with the stroller or even go shopping together. You can't be scared of James finding out forever... he will find out Gaby. You should tell him first before he becomes a bigger problem than he already is." Logan finished taking both my hands in his as he made eye contact with me as he spoke.

I let out a sigh. I hated James Maslow! James was the original guy that had promised me the world, but all ei got from him was a bunch of lies. The short romance I shared with James ended up with me finding out he was gay. He had used me to look every part the American pop star.

I hadnt spoken to him for over 6 months after he had the balls to call me a whore.

Logan had only spoken to James once since I had told him that Logan and I had screwed in his kitchen... and his shower... and his bed. James supposedly took a swing at Logan and the pair hadn't been in contact since. Last logan had heard from Kendall it was revealed that 'Kames' was very much alive and kicking.

"James will make trouble whether I tell him or not Logan." I said feeling nervous as I knew in my heart that if I wanted any kind of life then Logan was right, James would have to be told.

"Then let him make trouble... Gabs you are in Canada, he is in the USA, it's not like him and Kendall are gonna move all their shit across the border to come live here. James needs LA, the worst case scenario is that he will want to spend holidays and birthdays with the baby... thats not unreasonable Gaby. He is still the father." Logan reasoned.

"I know and I don't want to be that kind of mother that keeps a child away from her dad but I hate him Logan... physically hate him... I'm shaking just talking about him." I said holding my hand out to show the level of shakiness my body currently had.

Wrapping his arms around me, Logan kissed my forehead. "I'm always going to be here for you... for both of you." he said placing a hand on my stomach.

"I actually think you are crazy to put up with all this." I said enjoying the comfort of his arms.

"I am crazy... crazy about you. But before you have me certified and sent off to the insane asylum I honestly think you should make the call to meet up with James and tell him he is going to be a daddy.

"Will you come with me?" I asked.

"Of course I will... we are in this together." He said softly as he swayed me from side to side.

"James is gonna go mental when he realises that you will be the father figure in his childs life." I said.

"Well that sounds like a good way to get some payback on him huh." Logan said.

"He isn't worth the time Logan... but tomorrow I will call him. Lets just get this crib finished huh." I said taking the conversation back to a safe zone.

Logan treated me to a cute dimpled grin. "When are you going to let me move in?" He said grinning from ear to ear.

I looked at him shocked. "When the time is right." I replied softly.

Logan continued to smile at me, he found it amusing that on Canadian soil I was a very independant person, where as my time in Los Angeles I needed help at every turn.

Logan was renting his own property nearby, he had offered me to move in with him lots of times but I declined. This was the first time he had asked to move in with me.

The thought of him giving up his nice huge home to come stay with me in my average two bedroom home was fairly amusing, but the sweetness that he was willing to give up on his comforts so I could stand on my own two feet was adorable.

"Then I will wait patiently for you to say when that time is." He replied.

My heart swelled as I looked in to his eyes. "I love you." I said as I allowed myself to finally trust him.

"It will never be as much as I love you." He whispered in my ear.


Author note: thanks for the follows, reads and reviews. Its a well known fact that i cant write a fanfiction without a pregnancy, lol. My fascination with maslow babies will never get old, but this story will hopefully take us on a completely different path to what I've done before.

Love nat xx