AN - All original characters copyrighted to AMM.

This is a one shot. Kind of weird, kind of dark. I wrote it while on the train when I was bored. Let me know what you think.

Keeping Secrets - They don't know why.

Please.

I'm a boy.

A 13 year old one at that.

And I joined the Babysitters Club.

Everyone thinks it's because I like, LIKE Mary Anne Spier.

Well sure, I like her. She IS my girlfriend. She's pretty, she's nice, she's kind. She's pretty much perfect.

But, she wasn't the reason I joined a club full of girls. Like, I'm a boy. I do have a reputation to keep up. And trust me, I might only be an associate member, but that's bad enough. That's enough to make you a loser around middle school boys.

They don't tease me (much) though. Because I'm taller. And I'm strong. I can pack a pretty mean punch when I have to.

I have done before.

I have a MEAN right hook. These guys wouldn't want to find that out.

No, the real reason I joined the BSC was something else altogether.

Something I couldn't risk people finding out.

I'd be a pariah if they found out. Isn't that a neat word? Though, what happened wasn't so neat.

They tell me it wasn't my fault. Well yes, I know that, I might only be thirteen, just entering puberty, a young teen, but I KNOW it wasn't my fault.

I knew back then that it wasn't my fault.

What happened wouldn't be the fault of any young man, any young woman, any young child.

No ones fault.

With the exception of the person who did it.

I have the memories, still, even now.

Mary Anne often wonders where I go on a Thursday. Kristy often asks why I can't take jobs on that day.

That's because I'm seeing a counsellor.

They don't know that, would just ask why. Only my parents know.

I couldn't tell Mary Anne. She'd get all...caring, I guess. And I don't want that. I don't like what happened. Don't like the fact that I have to deal with, I wish I could erase it. Strike 3 and it's out. But I can't. I have to deal. So, I deal with it in the way which works best for me. Matter of factly. No denying it. Dealing with it.

She'd probably say, 'Oh Logan, you're so brave.'

Yeah, sure. I'm not brave. I deal because I have to. Because not dealing would be worse in the long run. Most people would be the same.

So, the reason I joined the Babysitters Club?

Because I want to protect the kids.

Make sure nothing is happening.

Because my real father? He's in jail.

He did it to me.

I am Logan Davies.

Now? Now I am Logan Bruno.