It must have been a dream. No way would that have ever happened in real life, to me. With him. It sucked and thinking about how stupid I was for thinking it was true pissed me off. But because it was dream, I was going to keep my eyes closed and imagine him touching me again. Kissing…loving me again. I could picture his hand son my hips and his lips on my neck. I could feel his hands on my back. Well one of them. In fact it felt also really real. Like I could literally feel his fingertips tracing up and down my spine. The feeling was enough for me to open my eyes and figure out why I could feel another person touching me. I blinked a couple times seeing I was in my own bed face down. I was facing the wall next to my closet and was on the edge of the bed. When I raised my head and started to turn it slowly the fingers stopped. I pushed up on elbows and automatically felt happy. Kendall was lying on his side, one hand on the small of my back, the other was under his head propping him up. I had to smile seeing him naked, or I assumed naked, in my bed, next to me. He smiled back. It wasn't a big smile but it wasn't so small it hurt me. He looked genuinely happy which I hadn't seen him look since first meeting him. "Hey sleepy. I was just gonna wake you up. You're alarm went off about 5 minutes ago." I groaned and quickly rolled onto my side facing him and scooted closer pushing into him. I pulled the blanket up over my head, keeping his out and touched him. He was real. I snuggled in closer wrapping an arm around him like he was doing to me. He giggled over top of me, making the butterflies in my stomach flutter faster. "If it was my choice, you wouldn't have to go to work either but I know, just as well as you, you love your job."

"This is better." I said it as quiet as I could to not scare him away but he just pulled me in closer to him. My lips brushed over his chest and I closed my eyes. "I always set my alarm an hour before I should actually get ready. I've tricked my mind to get up but go back to sleep for a while so when my alarm goes off again, I'll be ready."

"Smart." I smiled into his skin and kissed it softly. "Then I don't feel bad for keeping in bed for a few more minutes." I laughed pushing myself up form under the blankets to get face to face with him. Something suddenly dawned on me hard.

"Weren't we at your house?" He laughed and nodded bringing the hand that was wrapped around me, up to my face. He brushed it over my cheek before pushing my hair up on my head.

"Yeah. But I knew it would be easy to be here so you could get ready for work." I nodded and cautiously leaned in to kiss him. When he didn't jump back or push me away I went completely in and attached his lips to mine. He kissed back moving his hand to my neck to hold me gently. I absolutely cared less about any details about him taking me home. I obviously slept through the drive and he carried me everywhere, I assume, but that was all the thinking I did. Because he started to push up on me. I rolled onto my back and let him put himself over me kissing me hard. His hands went up outside my head while one of his legs pushed in between mine. I noticed then that I had boxers on, and he had jeans on. SO he was only shirtless but it was enough for me. I pushed my hand sup through his hair pulling him down on me harder and smiled into our kiss.

We made out for almost 20 minutes straight me occasionally pushing away to catch my breath. He let me get up and shower while he made me breakfast, again, and when I got in the bathroom I was actually shocked to see my body. I looked freezing. Like I had Goosebumps and my skin kind of looked blue. The real kicker were the bruises on my hips, waist, some on my arms and a few on my necks. I looked like I had gone through 20 rounds with Ali, especially with the cuts on my forehead and neck. And to make all that much better…I didn't care. I could be marked up head to toe by that man and I would welcome it happily.

I walked out into the kitchen completely dressed with my backpack over my shoulder. I set in on one of the chairs by the table and walked to the right side of the table where a laptop, probably Kendall's was open. I sat down in front of it and started looking at the open web page. "You have a snooping problem." He got right behind me setting two cups of coffee on either side of the laptop. He kissed the side of my head and just as I read "medical study" on the screen he closed the lid. I sighed and turned my head to face him but he was standing up one hand on the back of the chair. "I was just trying to find some things out online about the garlic placebo." He turned before giving m one last look and walked back into the kitchen. "There were some medical studies done, on people given a garlic pill they called it." I got up from the chair and walked over to him. He was chopping fresh fruit I didn't know I had. I walked right by him and grabbed a purple grape already in the bowl. "One of the studies was to see if it could be a cure for the common cold. All the results…well 97% of the results come up with nothing. In fact that percent of the people got a worse cold than usual. I don't even know what the point of it was." I shrugged and leaned against the counter watching him gracefully slice up a cantaloupe.

"When Medical studies are done, doctors are trying to find the next big thing. They want to make sure common things like Garlic or…" I picked up a grape and put it between our face. "A grape isn't the missing link for a cure for cancer. They try to look at every aspect of everything to find if it will help with anything. Sometimes it's a waste of time but we have had a few gems come out from the studies."

"So…if they were working with garlic…maybe they were trying to find something else. Maybe they were trying to cure something else." I scrunched my eyebrows popping the grape in my mouth staring at him. He set his knife down and turned to me swallowing hard. "Maybe they found out about people like me. Maybe their trying to cure it."

"Cure vampires?" He shrugged still staring at me and I shook my head. "But nothing can cure…death…or reverse death, however you want to say that."

"True…but for someone like me, or that kid you helped, it might work. Right?" I felt my mouth drop open and he smiled slipping a hand on my side pulling me into him. "I think I figured out why they were after you. They probably thought you were going around curing people of this horrible life. Much like the doctor in Seattle. Seattle is riddled with Vampires…I wouldn't be surprised if someone di d find out and wanted to stop it all. That's why there's an uprising, and why they're so pissed."

"Okay that's terrifying to think…how do we stop it." He laughed and kissed my forehead before turning back to the fruit.

"Leave that to me. You need to get to work."

We drove in separate cars, as to not cause suspicion. He said he would stay at the hospital all day until I was off, to watch me. It made me feel giddy. Usually I would hate someone who would be that suffocating, but something was different with Kendall. And I think it was because I was falling for him. Hard and fast and when I glanced down, he was standing there with open arms, waiting for me. He could have put a tracking device on me, and forbid me to leave the house and I would listen to him. Very willingly. I was always checking my rearview mirror to make sure he was still following me, and he was. And even when I parked he parked right next to me and got out following me up to the side entrance. We stopped at the door and I turned to him, not sure what to say or do. I didn't want to risk scaring him off or making him mad. Not that I think he would get mad at me anymore but I didn't want to take the chance. While I looked up in his eyes he reached in my pants pocket and pulled out my phone. I watched him closely as he did something to it and then slipped it back in my pocket. He leaned into me, kissing my nose and started to back away. "You have my number. Use it for any reason at all." I smiled big and pulled out my phone watching him turn and walk to his tiny sports car. I pushed open the door with my butt and looked through my contacts seeing his name with his number and bit my bottom lip so I wouldn't scream with excitement. I casually slipped my phone back in my pocket smiling at the few nurses and doctors passing me. I was going to stop by the nurses' station before going to my office and getting my coat and setting down my bag. I made the turn to the huge counter and scratched the back of my neck seeing one of my best friends who was also one of the best nurses at the hospital.

"Logan Mitchell…we all hear you were attacked in the garage and we don't hear from you at all." I smiled small and she walked from behind the counter coming right up to me hugging me tight. I hugged her back and closed my eyes, fighting a yawn. "How are you doing?"

"I'm fine Michelle. Just sore, and tired. I want my three days off back." She laughed in my ear and pulled away going back behind the counter and grabbing a clipboard putting it in front of me.

"Well it's busy already…have fun." I smirked and looked down at the first page seeing a patients name and the reason for being in. "Oh and those cute cop friends of yours are here." I looked up quick and she nodded pointing to the waiting room doors. "The tall one, he said as soon as you got in I was supposed to let him see you because you haven't been answering your phone." I rolled my eyes and walked quickly to the waiting room doors pushing them open and scanning the room. Carlos and James were sitting in the chairs furthest away from the door talking quietly to themselves.

"Carlos…James." They both looked up and stood up fast walking to me. I held the door open for them and when James got right next to me I started walking tucking the clipboard under my arm. I smiled at Michelle who grinned back and leaned on the counter.

"You're buying me lunch today Doctor." I nodded and smiled and continued to walk, and as soon as I turned the corner my smile fell and I glance dup at James who was staring at me, looking sad.

"What? You didn't have enough fun yelling at me and treating me like a child the other night, you have to do it at my work?"

"Logan I…"

"James what did we talk about?" I turned to Carlos who glared at James over my head before looking at me and smiling. "To be fair you haven't talked to me either. We just wanted to make sure you were alright, and to see if you needed anything form us." I could faintly hear humor in his voice. Maybe because he knew I was completely fine and I didn't need anything. We both knew Kendall was always watching, keeping me safe. Carlos was just putting on show for James's sake. I turned away from Carlos and stared ahead still walking. I stayed quiet until we got to my office, and I unlocked the door pushing it open. I stepped in first, not remembering I kept all the lights off, and kept the blinds shut the last time I left work. I blindly reached for the light switch by the door and touched it with my thumb. I flicked it on fast and took one more step into my office before stopping and hearing a hard breath leave my body. My office was completely destroyed. My desk was pushed down, my computer smashed on the ground. My filling cabinets were open, papers thrown out. The small plant I had in the corner was cut up with soil all over the place, and every picture that was on my wall was smashed on the floor. I felt my bag fall from my arm and hit the ground hard. I was gently pushed to the side as Carlos walked in and started to look around. "You haven't been here for three days?" He turned to me and I nodded taking tiny steps further into my messed up office. "James go call to have someone come in here and get prints." My shoulder was squeezed softly and then James turned and ran out, phone in hand. I walked over to Carlos who pulled his phone out as well and dialed someone quick putting it to his ear. He turned and glanced around again. "Hey…where are you? Oh you are…"He turned back to me and smiled small. "SO that's why I didn't hear from him all weekend…" My heart started to beat fast in my chest knowing he was talking to Kendall. I stepped forward and tried to grab his phone but he backed away laughing quietly. "No I am too…James wanted to come check up on Logan and we got to his office and it's fucked up dude. Shit's everywhere, his computer's broken…oh yeah…"Carlos locked eyes with me and the smile he did have on, fell and he swallowed hard. "Please tell me you haven't like…no I think I should know…don't be a prick…no don't' come in here. Because James idiot…oh you will not hang up on…" He stopped talking and put his phone out from his ear mouth wide open. "Little asshole…let me make sure James doesn't run into Kendall. Because FYI, Michael, the guy who attacked you said it was Kendall who attacked you and then him. We have absolutely no proof it was Kendall, but James is working his ass off to get the proof. Especially because you said his name the other night." a million imagines started to play in my head all of them making me panic. "I'll be right back. Don't leave unless you're with Kendall." I nodded quick and he backed out of the room going in the direction James did. I walked over to my computer desk and lifted it off the floor so I could sit down and get a grip on everything.

I was so concerned with the way my office looked I didn't notice or even hear my door get shut. Only when I moved my vision to the door I notice it shut and someone standing in front of it. I stood up quick and backed away hitting the wall behind me. The guy in front of my closed and locked door, smiled and just seeing him smile made it easier to realize who it was. It was the same guy who attacked me the other night. It was Michael. "Hey Logan…I didn't think it would be this hard to kill such a weak guy. I guess it's alright. It's kind of fun, and…" He pointed up at my face and I remembered Kendall's number in my phone. "I got a few nice hits in. I'll admit however…you and that piece of shit traitor are giving me a headache and I just want this to be over with. Right now." He started to walk towards me and I found my voice.

"Why me?" He stopped walking and shrugged glancing around. "As soon as I tell James and…"

"James? That idiot cop? He believes my entire story because I was shot. He's not going to do anything to me."

"If he finds you near my dead body…"

"I was too late to save you from that bad, bad man Kendall. I can be very persuasive. I had you convinced I was here to see my dear mom." I cringed seeing him walking towards me again, and faintly saw him grabbing my throat and throwing me in the garage three days ago. Just from seeing him, I remembered everything he did, and everything he said to me. Which also helped me remember Kendall picking me up off the ground, holding me and telling me I was going to be okay. "You don't mind if I cut a few corners with this? I just don't want to get any of your disgusting blood on me." He stopped right in front of me and I did the only thing I could. I clenched my right fist and raised it fast hitting his jaw. He turned a little and stumbled back giving me perfect opportunity to run to the door. That was as far as I got. I was grabbed by my hair on the back of my head and thrown down onto my back, hard. I tried getting up but foot stepped down onto my neck and pushed hard. "You are a lot stronger than I thought…" He stepped harder on my throat making em cough out and grab his leg to get him away from me. Here I was again with this son of a bitch stepping on me. And I unfortunately didn't know what to do. I couldn't do anything at all…

"Logan?" The door knob jiggled making both of us look to it. I opened my mouth to scream but all that came out was a cough. "Are you alright?" James's voice never made me see clearer then right now and I was glad he still wanted to help me, even if I made a big deal out of it. "Open the door Logan, or tell us you're alright." I squeezed my eyes shut pushing on his leg but he kept pushing down harder on my throat. There was a loud bang against my door that suggested someone was throwing himself against it. I started hitting on the guys shin using all the strength I had but it was for not. My office door was busted open and James tumbled in, gun down at his side. The foot came off my throat and I stood up holding around it looking to James. As soon as I turned back to Michael, he was gone. No one was in the room with me but, I know they both saw someone, if not Michael. Carlos walked over to me putting a hand on my shoulder but I shoved him away staring at James.

"That was Michael…he's the one who attacked me…did all this. Was just stepping on my throat! You've been going after the wrong guy!" His mouth dropped open and I swallowed hard feeling my throat burn. "I just want to get work over with! Do you think you could go find the real criminal please!?" He slipped his gun back in his holster and moved towards me. I wanted to step away but was grateful for the big bear hug he pulled me. I set my chin on his shoulder and looked out my open door seeing worried looks from doctors and nurses. I smiled small and pushed away from James, not hugging him back. I looked up at him and shook my head. "If you want to help me, go find Michael. " He nodded once, turned to Carlos who patted my back and both walked out, squeezing between my colleagues. Some of them started to come in offering help but I couldn't be concerned with any of that. Standing behind the huge crowd looking in was Kendall. I smiled small at him getting a small smile back before he frowned. While keeping eye contact with me, I saw him texting. And then I felt a vibration in my pocket. I pulled it out quick and smiled bigger seeing a text form him.

"Are you alright?" I glanced up and nodded fast putting a hand on my throat. He shook his head softly before texting again. I felt the vibration and glanced down, automatically laughing out loud. "Maybe next time I should actually teach you to fight instead of getting distracted with your body."