A/N: You guys, I'm so mad at myself, seriously. I've been horrible to my fans and again, I'm sorry. And I didn't get to update this on Logan's B-day! Herumf! Please forgive me! I promise, when I'm on my breaks I'll try my hardest to update as soon as I can. But for now, I got other stuff on my mind. Don't get me wrong, this is always on my mind too, but it's just at the back. Anyway, I'm glad you guys are all enjoying it. So, here we go!

James and Logan drove for a while in silence. They hadn't said a word since they got in the car and rushed away.

Logan sat in the front seat, clutching his teddy bear tightly in his arms. He looked over at James, who was focused on the road with the most determined look on his face Logan has ever seen. Logan then looked out to the road before he closed his eyes and took a deep breath through his nose. He looked down in his lap; there laid the "book" he grabbed secretly while grabbing his bear.

Logan had no idea where they were going to go. And he couldn't tell if James did either. He just sat there, wordlessly watching for something else to happen. He started playing with his bear for a while until he heard a quiet mumble come from James' side of the car. He turned to James. "What?" He asked. What he heard was so low that he wasn't sure if he just heard it from somewhere else or if it really was James who said it.

"I said do you have an idea of where we can go?" James asked a little louder, but still quietly.

"Oh," Logan said. "Um…" He trailed off and chewed on his bottom lip. He hadn't really been thinking about where they could go at all. All his thoughts were swimming around in his head for the majority of the ride; and when he did finally stop thinking about all those things, his mind went completely blank. It was actually a good thing for him: he needed to either be thinking about everything at once or nothing altogether-otherwise he'd freak out. He was already freaking out on the inside, but it was stored deep down so it wouldn't bubble over and out of him.

"No." Logan confessed after a couple of seconds. "What about you? D'you think of anything?" He asked, turning in his seat to face James.

"Um…" James trailed off. "Yeah, I guess but,"

"Omygosh, really?!" Logan exclaimed, cutting James off before he could finish, "Where? Would it be anywhere that either of our dads' would think of?"

"Um, well yeah, I guess, but it's,"

"Is it an expensive place? Or is it like a relative's house or something?" Logan interrupted again.

"Logan,"

"Do you think our moms' would know where it is if we tell them?"

"Logan, I,"

"Omygosh our moms'! I wonder if-?"

"Logan!" James yelled with obvious irritation in his voice. Logan jumped in his seat and held his bear to his chest. He turned in back in his seat, facing forward. He heard James sigh. 2 or 3 minutes later they were pulling over at an abandoned (because of the cold whether) park.

"Logan, look, I didn't mean to yell, okay? I just need you to listen for a minute." James said gently. Logan looked at James with a sad nod. "Logan, I know this is hard, and I know that you're trying to contain all the emotion you've been bottling this whole time. Most likely filling your mind with thoughts or not thinking at all, am I right?" James asked with a knowing smile.

Logan gave a small smile back. He loved how well James knew him. "Okay, well. I do have a place in mind but…" He trailed off and looked out the windshield.

"But…" Logan pressed on.

James didn't say anything and continued to look out the windshield.

"James, but what?" Logan asked.

James looked back at Logan. "Are you hungry?" He asked, trying to change the subject.

"What?" Logan asked confused. "James, what are you-?"

"You're probably hungry. You haven't eaten all day. I know I'm hungry."

"James," Logan tried again.

"I know this place that we can eat that my dad doesn't know about. I'm pretty sure your dad won't know about it either."

"James,"

"Logan, please, not until we've eaten." James said. Logan raised his eyebrow in confusion. He knew something was up. But he didn't protest. Besides, he was hungry. And this wasn't over yet.

He turned in his seat and started playing with his bear again. He heard James start the car and then, they were off.

About 15 silent minutes later, they arrived at a small diner just off the coat of… well, nowhere. Basically, the closest house or business was about 10-15 miles away. Normally a person would expect a diner this far off to be gross and un-kept, like you see in the movies. But this diner was actually really nice and had a home-y feel to it.

James and Logan walked inside and found a place to sit. They sat in a booth by the window, across from each other and waited for the waitress to come take their orders.

"What'll it be for ya?" They waitress asked. She had a petite figure, with long brunette hair and gray eyes. She was pretty cute and wore a small uniform dress that went up to her mid-thighs and she had to be at least 16. She smiled warmly at James and Logan but focused more on James.

"Um… Not sure. We'll get back to you on that." James said politely. She flashed a flirtatious grin at James before walking away, which didn't go unnoticed by Logan. James smiled back at her, oblivious to what was going on. Logan smiled, just to be nice

As soon as she was out of hearing range, Logan's smile dropped before he bluntly stated, "I don't like her."

"What?" James asked.

Logan leaned forward, "I don't like her."

"Why?"

"Cuz she's… well… you know…?"

"No, I don't know." James said, leaning in closer.

"She's… pretty." Logan confessed, annoyed at what he just said. He leaned back in his seat and crossed his arms. "I don't like the way she looks at you." He mumbled with a frown, looking out the window.

James leaned back and just stared at Logan. Logan finally looked up after feeling James' stare burn into him for a while. "What?"

James just smiled and continued to stare at Logan, locking his fingers behind his head.

"What?" Logan asked again, a little more irritably.

"You're jealous, aren't you?" James asked, pointing an accusing finger at Logan before locking his fingers behind his head again.

"What? I'm not," He stopped when James' smile grew into a grin. "I am not jealous!" Logan protested, blushing.

"Mmhm…"

Logan glared at James. "I don't like you." He said. Of course, that wasn't true. James just laughed. The waitress came back and asked them if they've decided on what they wanted yet.

"Um, I guess I'll just have pie, then." Logan said, not looking at the waitress. She smiled anyway and turned to James, stepping a bit closer.

"And what about you?" She asked James, batting her eyes with a sweet smile. James glanced at Logan, who was just looking out the window and smiled.

"Yeah, I guess I'll just have the fries." He said. Logan looked up, just in time to see the waitress-Amy, her nametag said- place her hand on James' shoulder. He just sat and glared down at the table.

"Alrighty then, uh, sir, what kind of pie would you like?" She asked Logan.

"Apple." He said coldly. Amy, the waitress, still smiles.

"Coming right up." She said, tapping James on the shoulder with her pen. She sashays away with a swish of her hips.

"Was that supposed to be sexy?" Logan thought to himself.

"What?" James asked humorously. Apparently it was out loud…

"N-nothing." Logan said, blushing slightly. James just sat there with a smile on his face. He had never seen Logan, well, jealous before. It was just plain adorable to see him hate on another girl. Yes, girls would flirt with him all the time with and without Logan around and Logan's had his fair share of flirts. He didn't see the big deal in it. Beside, Logan's never acted jealous before. Why would he start now?

James wanted to go sit next to Logan and give him a kiss on the cheek, just to let him know that he has nothing to worry about. James loved Logan, and Logan alone. He almost did too until the waitress, Amy, came back with their food.

"Okay guys, here ya go." She said, placing two plates of food on the table. "Anything to drink?" She asked.

James shrugged, "Water, I guess." She smiled and turned to Logan. He shrugged too and said "Water is fine."

"Got it. Be back in a flash." Then she walked off. Logan sighed and slid down in his seat a little. As much he wanted to not like the girl for flirting with his boyfriend, he just couldn't. She was just so nice to him- even when he wasn't so nice to her. Besides, girls flirt with James all the time. Heck, other girls have even flirted with him.

He looked at James who had his arms crossed and pouting mockingly. "What now?" Logan asked.

"Is a certain somebody sorry for not being so nice to another certain somebody?" James asked. Logan gave him a 'what the f?' look. James shrugged. Amy came back with the waters and Logan gave her a grateful yet apologetic smile, though he wasn't sure Amy would know what he was apologizing for. Amy just smiled back at them both and went back to working.

"Now, don't you feel better?" James asked when Amy was out of hearing range. Logan shrugged. "I guess." He mumbled. But it did feel good. Even if she didn't understand any of it, it still felt good to know that he apologized anyway.

They sat and ate for a few minutes until Logan decided to bring up the topic they blew off in the car.

"So, James, what were you saying about that place we could go?" He asked gently.

James paused for a second before continuing to chew and swallow. "Um, well, like I said earlier, I have a place in mind but it's… I just don't know if you'd like it."

"Why wouldn't I?" Logan said, crossing his arms.

"Well, um, it's um…" James trailed off and looked around until his eyes rested on his water, which was mostly empty. He looked around and spotted Amy at a table nearby. "Hey, Amy!" He called to her. She turned and looked around. James waved her over and she smiled once she realized it was him who called her. She held her hand out to the table she was at to excuse herself for a minute.

She came over with her pen in hand and notebook up, ready to take an order. "Yeah, what's up?"

"Can I get more water please?" he asked, shifting his eyes from Logan's curious gaze to her.

"Sure." She said in a perky tone. As she turned to leave, James grabbed her wrist and she turned back around.

"Oh, and um, could I also have, um…?" He looked around and his eyes landed on his almost empty plate. "Some more fries! And… a milkshake, and a, um… slice of pizza."

"O…kay. I'll, a, get right on that." She said, giving him a questioning look.

"Thanks." James said, letting go of her wrist. She walked away again and gave the cook the order real quick before going back to the table she was at before.

"James," Logan said when she was gone, "I'm not letting you stall again." He stated sternly.

"Stalling? I'm not stalling." James said. He looked around and saw Amy coming back with his water. James smiled his thanks.

"Your food will be here soon." She said before leaving. He muttered a quick "Okay," As she left. He looked down at the table and everywhere else but Logan. Logan didn't say anything. He just sat and glared at James because he knew that doing so would prove more effective than pestering him.

James shifted and moved uncomfortably. Logan just glared. Another lady, maybe early 30's, came with all of James' orders, managing to balance it all on both hands.

"Here you go, sweetheart." She said warmly.

"Thanks." James said. But he didn't even touch his food. The lady left with a smile and still, James didn't touch his food. Finally he picked up his water and sipped it a little. Logan's stare was making him really uneasy. Logan lent forward and, even though he wasn't looking directly at Logan, that was all it took for him to crack.

"Okay, okay! TheplaceIwasthinkingofismygr andma'shouse." He answered quickly. He shrank down in his seat a little like a puppy that knew it was about to be punished. Logan glare broke out into a grin. James sighed before continuing, "She doesn't live too far, and we could still go to school, we just gotta wake up about an hour earlier. Oh, and we'll have to drive too." James held hid breath, waiting for Logan to say something, anything. Logan just rolled his eyes.

"That's all? That's what you didn't want to tell me?" Logan laughed. "James, I don't see the problem, I love your grandma, she awesome!" James sat up as he let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

"But, that's not all." He said.

"Then what?" Logan demanded.

James shifted in his seat nervously. "My cousin, Jay, is staying with my grandma until he goes to college."

Logan's smile was replaced by a scowl. "See?! This," He referred to Logan's deep frown, "Is why I didn't wanna tell you! I knew you would have a problem with it." James looked down at the table. Logan's frown instantly softened.

"No. James, I'm sorry." James looked up to find the faintest smile on Logan's face. Logan sighed, "Look, I'm glad that you decided to tell me now, rather than when we get there. Thanks." James smiled a little.

"Well, he's only there because he decided to take a year off from college, then he got this really good job, but it was too far from his house. So,"

"So he moved in with your grandma to be closer to where he works." Logan finished for him.

"Yeah."

Logan sighed. "Okay. I can cope with this. There's just no other way right now." He said, mostly to himself.

"And, how long has it been, a year-?"

"10 months." Logan corrected him.

"10 months since you two last saw each other. I'm sure now, what with the job and all, he won't bother you much anymore." James said, trying to make this a little easier for Logan handle.

"Yeah," Logan agreed, even though he honestly didn't believe that. But it didn't matter. James' grandma's house was the best for them right now, and Logan was mature enough to handle such petty comments from his boyfriend's cousin.

James smiled. "Okay, then." He shoved his hands into his pocket, only to find his phone. His smile dropped and he pulled his phone out. "Oh crap." He said holding his phone up. Logan looked at the phone, then at James. James looked back at Logan.

"James, we need to get rid of your phone, now." Logan said.

"I know, I know. Let me just call my grandma real quick and tell her we're coming."

"James, we don't have time for you to explain everything"

"I know. I'll just tell her that we're coming and explain everything when we get there." James had his grandma on speed dial, so he just pressed 2 and call. It rang a couple of times. On the 4th ring, a male voice picked up.

"Hello?"

"Yeah, uh, Jay?" James asked.

"Yeah."

"Dude, it's James. Is grandma there?"

"Yeah, she in the bathroom though." Jay said.

"Okay, well, I don't have much time right now, just tell her that I'll be coming over and I'll explain everything later."

"Um, okay. Just to let you know, I won't be here when you get here, I'll be at work."

"Yeah, okay. Later."

"See ya." Then the line cut off. James looked at Logan. Logan looked at him like 'get rid of the phone!' Amy came back, asking if they needed anything else and if they would like her to take anything for them.

"Um, no thanks. We gotta go so, thanks for the service, it was great," James said in a rush.

"Okay, you're welcome. Let me just take these and I'll be back shortly with your bill." She managed to take all the plates- the fries, the pizza, the half-eaten pie, and the milkshake- without any problem. She walked away and came back shortly with the bill before taking the waters away too. James looked at the bill and his eyes went wide.

"$43 dollars (A/N: I don't really know what the cost would be so… just guessing here) for the both of us?!"

Logan bolted upright, "Forty-what?"

"How could two people cost so much?" This place has really changed since I last came here. James thought to himself.

"Well, that's what you get for ordering so much food." Logan said. James shot Logan a glare and Logan looked down at the table.

James shook his head while rolling his eyes and turned back to the bill with a sigh. James reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. He pulled out $40 and realized he was short $3. "Hay, Logan, do you have 3 dollars?"

Logan reached in his back pocket for his wallet and opened it, searching for only 3 dollars, but finding a butt-load more than that. Logan's eyes widened at this. "Holly…" He muttered.

"What?" James asked, frowning. In response, Logan just closed his wallet and slid it over to James. He took it, looking at Logan confused, before opening it and finding tons of money. His eyes widened, too, as he looked from the money, to Logan.

"Where did all this come from?"

"I don't know, there wasn't that much in here before my mom-" Logan stopped as he came to a realization.

"Your mom," James echoed. A smile spread across Logan face.

"I need to remember to thank her later." Logan said quietly. He looked around in his wallet and found a folded up piece of paper. He quickly pulled it out.

"Logan," James said, "Not to be rude or anything, but I need the 3 bucks so…"

"Oh, yeah." Logan put the paper down and dug around for 3 dollars. He found it and handed it to James. He pulled out 2 more dollars and told James to give it the waitress as a tip. Then he picked up the paper, unfolded it, and started reading:

"Logan, I don't know how long you're gonna be gone so, I gave you as much as I can. James' mom pitched in too, the money's for you and James. Don't spend it all at one time and be smart about what you have now. I'll miss you, but I'm still proud of you for standing up for someone you love. Give me a call when you can. I love you both. Stay safe.

-Love Mom

Logan closed the note and smiled with watery eyes. But he wiped the tears before any could fall. "Love you too, mom." He mumbled to himself. He tucked the note back into his wallet and closed it, putting it back into his back pocket.

Logan looked up to find Amy smiling at James and taking the money but leaving the tip on the table. "I'll be back for that later." Amy said, referring to the 2-dollar tip still on the table. James stood up quickly and nearly ran into Amy.

"Okay, uh, we should go," James said, "Logan, come on." Logan stood up as well. Amy stepped aside to let James by. Logan came out from the booth as James started walking away. Amy stopped him before he could get too far.

"Hay, wait," She said.

"What?" James asked.

Instead of saying anything, she took James' hand and put a folded up piece of paper. She curled his fingers around the piece of paper. She walked away with a flirtatious smile. James and Logan looked at each other confused. James unfolded the paper and found a number on it. He slapped his forehead. He sighed and handed Logan the paper because he knew Logan would want to know. Logan eyes the paper before glaring at it. He looked in the direction Amy just walked and visibly growled.

"Dude, did you just growl?" James asked, amused.

Logan fixed his gaze on James. "What? No."

James laughed, "Logan, you're adorable."

"Shut up and let's go already." Logan muttered. James just laughed again. James turned and started walking to the door. Logan backed up and snatched up the tip before walking back to the door. James turned to find Logan stuffing the 2 dollars in his front pocket. He just smiled and shook his head. Logan didn't noticed though. He crumpled up the paper and tossed it in the trash with a scoff before finally leaving the diner.

Once outside, James slung his arm around Logan's shoulder as they walked to the car. "Ya know," He said, "You're cute when you're jealous."

Logan stopped walking. "Shut up." Logan said, hitting James on the chest, not hard though. He shook himself loose from James' hold and walked ahead to the car. James laughed and ran up to Logan, wrapping his arms around Logan's shoulders from behind. He didn't let go until they got to the car. Logan just smiled and kept walking.

A/N: WHOO! THAT took me a while! Gosh, I don't know how many times I've apologized or will apologize, but I'm still trying hard to do this. Anyway, I don't even know where this came from! It just… came! I'm actually proud of it. So has anyone figured out what that "book" Logan grabbed was? Be imaginative. Thank you all so much for your patients and reviews. I appreciate it so much! If there's anything you find flawed in this, let me know!