Part Two

Lulu couldn't stand awkward silences, particularly this one, so in an attempt to erase it she turned the radio on, just in time to hear another wonderful weather report.

Ladies and gents the storm is starting to settle in and I would recommend that you all settle in wherever you're at, because it doesn't look like it's going to let up anytime soon.

Lulu glanced up and looked out the window and grimaced, sure enough the outside world didn't look all that inviting at the moment. It literally looked as if a sheet of rain had been placed right outside the window and although she couldn't see it, she could hear the few chairs and tables located outside being moved around. She wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon, which meant that Logan wouldn't be leaving either.

She watched as Logan finished the last of his coffee and threw a five down on the counter. Just before he reached the door she hesitantly called out to him. "Logan, you can't go out there."

"And where else would you propose I go?" He asked once he'd turned around and was facing her.

"Just… just stay here until the storm lets up."

"You sure Johnny-boy would be okay with that?"

"Logan. . ." She pleaded.

"Fine." He said taking a seat at one the tables and pulling out his cell phone. "Fuck." He said before he angrily put the cell phone back into his pocket. "I can't get any reception. Can I use the landline?"

"Sure." She said motioning to it. She watched as he walked over to the phone and picked it up, placing it to his ear.

"Shit." He said as he, yet again, angrily placed the phone back into its cradle. "No dial tone. Could this get any worse."

Just as lady luck would have it, the moment that Logan muttered those words the lights in the entire place went out.

"Fuck." Logan yelled out in the darkness.

"Well, you know what they say: be careful what you wish for." She said to no one in particular.

"Shut up, Lulu. Do you know if Mike has any candles or flashlights around here?"

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God truly does hate me, Logan thought as he lit the last of the candles that Mike had in the back. It had been an hour since the power had went out, and by the looks of it, this was the way it was going to be all night. Hates me, hates me, hates me.

It wasn't bad enough that he was stranded with Lulu Spencer, the one and only girl he'd ever fully fallen in love with, but now Kelly's was only lit by candlelight. The candlelight in turn only made Lulu look more beautiful, he was pretty sure that he was falling back in love with her – not that he'd every truly fallen out of love with her. Yep, God hated him alright.

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Lulu stared out the window, she'd always loved thunderstorms. Since she was young they'd always given her a calming feeling, she wasn't sure why, but they did.

She turned her head to see Logan lighting the last of the candles that she'd given him. She still had feelings for him, there was no doubting that, but right now she was sure that it was more physical than emotional – at least that's what she'd hoped. She let out a deep sigh, knowing full well that this was going to be a very, very long night.