It had been a week since Logan had his first night away from Clay and Quinn. Logan has slept at Nathan and Haley's house for the first time. He had really enjoyed his night playing video games with Jamie. Clay and Quinn also enjoyed their night together, it felt like old times for them, not that they didn't love their new life style too.

On this particular saturday morning, things were different in the Evans household. Clay and Quinn had woken up at 9am and, as usual, went into Logan's room to see if he was up yet. Normally he would be awake, reading a comic or playing with his airplanes, waiting for his parents to come and get him, but today, we was just lying in his bed, curled up in a ball, in complete silence. When Clay and Quinn entered his room, he acted as if nothing was wrong. He didn't know how to act and didn't want to worry Clay and Quinn, so he just brushed of his odd behaviour by saying he was just tired. Believable, but Clay and Quinn didn't buy it. They knew something was up but didn't want to pressure him into telling them what was wrong. They all just continued on their day as if nothing was wrong, but Clay and Quinn were worried, waiting for their son to tell them what was up.

By 10am they all had showered, got dressed and had breakfast made by Clay. It was something they always did every saturday. Logan had barely spoke or eaten anything around the breakfast table.

'Logan, what's wrong buddy? You've never been so quiet before?' Clay asked in a worried tone.

'Ermm...um, nothing' Logan replied quietly and slowly as he jumped down from the table and walked back to his room.

'Something is definitely up with him' Quinn stated to Clay, she was worried too. They had never seen him act this way.

'Maybe he just wants some space?' Clay questioned Quinn whilst clearing the plates off the table.

'Yeah that's what any typical dad would say.' Quinn knew it wasn't that. She was a woman after all, and women can tell when something simply isn't right. 'I'll go speak to him' Quinn said as she headed for Logan's room, leaving Clay in the kitchen. Her and Logan did have a really close bond, he treated her like his real mom, just as she treated him like her son, so she hoped he would open up to her and tell her what was wrong. Quinn knocked on his bedroom door lightly before entering. She saw Logan was just lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling with watery eyes. Now she really was worried. She sat down on his bed and he automatically edged closer to her until she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him closer to her embrace.

'What's up baby? I know something's wrong, and you can tell me anything, you know that right?' She asked in her soft voice. A million thoughts ran through Quinn's mind; why was he so upset? was he unhappy there? did he miss his mom and grandparents?

'I don't feel very well momma' Logan replied as a little tear drop fell down his cheek and landed on Quinn's chest. She was kind of relieved that he was acting odd only because he didn't feel well.

'Why didn't you tell us earlier, you goof' Quinn said as she kissed his forehead.

'I didn't want to worry you or dad, and didn't want to look silly to you.' Quinn had to giggle a little at his response. She thought it was so sweet of him to not want to worry them.

'You don't look silly, you're not going to feel well all the time you know' She replied, 'So what's up Wolverine, why don't you feel very well?' She asked.

'I've got a headache and a sore throat, thats why I didn't eat all my breakfast, are you mad?'

'Of course not, but you know, the best cure for a sore throat is ice cream' Quinn smiled at him, and his face lit up. 'But you will need some medicine for the headache. Come on, lets go get some from the kitchen' She said as she picked up him.

Clay was patiently waiting for Quinn to return in the kitchen. He had cleared away the table and had washed all the plates when he saw Quinn walk into the kitchen with Logan in her arms. Logan had wrapped his arms around Quinn's neck and had buried his face in her collar bone.

'So what's up little man?' Clay asked but Logan didn't reply.

'He doesn't feel very well, and didn't want to worry us.' Quinn said as she placed him on the counter. Then she reached up into one of the cupboards and got some Children's medicine that she had for whenever Jamie had stayed, but it had actually never been used. It was the first time she actually had to look after a poorly child.

'I've got a headache and a sore throat dad' Logan finally spoke, not feeling so nervous any more.

'You don't need to be scared to tell us when your not feeling very well buddy, its not a problem' Clay said as he ruffled Logan's hair.

'Okay Logan, here's some medicine that will make you feel better' Quinn said as she handed him a spoon with the medicine on. She could tell by his face that he really didn't want to take it. 'I promise you it will make you feel better, and then we can send daddy to get some nice ice cream for your throat and we can go put our pajama's back on and watch movies all day' Quinn said trying to encourage him to take the medicine. And with that, he took it straight away.

'Ewwy that tastes so bad' Logan said as Clay handed him some orange juice.

'Trust me, it helps' Clay said while Logan drank the whole cup of orange juice to get rid of the taste. Clay and Quinn couldn't help but laugh at the squeamish little faces he pulled. 'Well i best go to the store and get some ice cream, why don't you go put your pajamas back on and i will be back real soon' Clay said as he lifted Logan off the side and put him down on his own feet, and watched him walk off to his bedroom. He pulled Quinn in for a quick kiss, 'That means you too, pajamas, go' Clay ordered with wink and pointed to their bedroom door. 'Hurry home' Quinn said as she tip toed and kissed him one last time.

20 minutes later, Quinn and Logan were cuddled in her bed waiting for Clay to return. Logan had his x-men pajama's back on and Quinn had a white tank top on with long Calvin Klein checkered pajama bottoms. Logan was choosing what movie to watch. When he moved in with Clay and Quinn, he brought all his DVD's with him from his Grandparents house. He eventually chose 'Home Alone 1' which seemed fitting considering it was Christmas in 3 weeks time. Clay and Quinn still had a lot of Christmas shopping to do, and Logan was going to spend the day with Haley and Jamie so they could go shopping, but they cancelled those plans when they noticed something was wrong with Logan. Quinn and Logan decided to wait until Clay was home before starting the movie, so they just lied together, Quinn softly tickling Logan's face with her finger tips, waiting.

'So how's your head now buddy?' Quinn asked.

'A bit better... mmm that feels nice.' Logan smiled as Quinn continued to softly tickle his face and head. It reminded her of when she was younger, if she ever had a headache, she would lie in bed with her mom tickling her face. Eventually she would fall asleep and the headache would go.

It wasn't long until Clay was back with the ice cream. He had bought 3 pots.

'Double chocolate chip for you little man' he said as he handed his son his favourite ice cream and a spoon. 'Mint chocolate chip for you gorgeous' and handed Quinn the pot, 'and Vanilla for me' He said and climbed in the bed next to Logan. 'Home Alone, nice choice.'

About 30 minutes into the movie Logan had fallen sleep in between his parents. It reminded both of them of the first time he ever slept at theirs, in the tent, and of when Clay proposed. Quinn's trick of tickling his faced had clearly worked on him as it used to on her.

'How do you do it?' Clay asked. 'You knew something was wrong, you knew how to get it out of him, and you knew exactly what to do.'

Quinn smiled proudly, 'I could just tell something wasn't right and i just guessed what to do next.. oh Clay i was so worried earlier, i just hoped i was doing everything right.'

'You're a natural, babe. How did i get so lucky with you?' Clay said as he leaned in to kiss Quinn, with Logan's head between both of their chests. 'mmm minty' he said as he pulled away slowly, rubbing their noses together.

'I just worry sometimes, you know.' Quinn said, 'Our son was afraid to tell us he wasn't feeling very well, surely thats not normal?' Quinn still had a slightly worried look on her face.

'It was the first time he'd felt like that being here Quinn, he probably just didn't know what to say. When he wakes up i will reassure him that its okay to talk to us about anything' Clay replied, looking down at his sleeping son between them. 'Let's leave him in here to sleep for the rest of the day' Clay said as he got out of the bed, walked over to Quinn's side and pulled her up by her hands. They both walked out of their bedroom to let their little boy sleep. They hoped he would wake up feeling much better.

'I already miss his little smile, and it's only been a few hours.' Quinn sadly said as she and Clay cuddled on the sofa.

'I know baby, so do i.' Clay replied, wrapping his arms around Quinn and pulling her closer to him, 'he'll be better in the morning, now stop worrying Quinn James'

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