Logan and Alexis have always been pretty close. She's only about a year younger than him, so they played with each other all the time. They're pack, so, yeah, they're close… just not as close as Alexis would like them to be.

She never really thought about him in a way other than PACK until she was in the third grade. His fourth grade classroom was right across the hall, and she was always able to catch glances of him as he walked past the door. All the third grade girls liked Logan. They thought his goofiness was "attractive". Everyone told Alexis how lucky she was to know him so well. She'd never thought it was lucky to know him before, but the more she thought about it…

The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to be closer to him. She wanted him to pick her for his team at recess. She wanted to get a spot by him when the pack formed big puppy piles after a long day of training. She wanted him.

He just didn't want her. She tried everything to get him to notice her, but nothing worked. She'd pick him flowers and make him mud pies. She'd spend all her money trying to find him the perfect birthday gift. But, nothing worked. He'd ignore her. He'd push her away. He'd sigh and say, "Stop bugging me or I'm going to tell my dad!".

She wouldn't stop, though, so Logan would stomp up to Derek and whine for him to do something. Derek would say "go talk to your dad", so Logan would go to Stiles. Stiles would tell Alexis to leave Logan alone. She would… for a minute at most… Then, Stiles would go to Lydia and tell her to keep Alexis away from his poor son.

Lydia would just smirk and say "now you know how it feels, Stilinski." Stiles apologizes about his life-long crush for the hundredth time, and Lydia "promises" she'll talk to her daughter. She not so secretly thinks the role reversal is hilarious.

So, that's the way things go FOR YEARS. The pack gets invited to another pack's wedding once. Alexis mopes the whole dinner because Logan refuses to sit by her at the kids' table. He has his eyes set on a young girl from the other pack and makes puppy dog eyes at her the whole night. Alexis refuses to be jealous. She refuses to let her crush's crush ruin her time at the reception… She mopes.

"Alexis, no!" Logan argues. "I will not dance with you!"

"Puh-lease! Logan, it's just one dance. I'll leave you alone for the rest of my life, if you just dance with me."

"You're lying."

"Looooogan!"

"NOOO!"

The wedding ceremony and reception are full of werewolf tradition, but there are also a lot of modern touches. Alexis does a secret handshake with Nathan before she runs to the bouquet toss. Nathan pulls the groom out of hearing range and whispers his plot. When Alexis catches the bride's flowers, she lets out a high pitched squeal. When the garter hits Logan in the face he growls. He growls like he's personally offended by it. Derek smirks.

Alexis runs to Logan and tries to pull him out of his seat. "Now we have to dance!"

"NO!"

"LOGANNNNNNN!" she whines.

Stiles nudges his son. "Logan, it's just one dance."

"But, Dad!"

"Logan," Derek sternly responds. Logan lowers his head as he lets himself be led to the dance floor.

Logan never returns Alexis's affections until the day she almost dies.

The pack teenagers are rough-housing out behind the house. Well, everyone but Nathan who is woefully sitting on a log because Lycea is out of town for the weekend and he hasn't seen her in twenty-two hours.

Michael, Boyd and Erica's son, doesn't mean to trip Alexis, but her foot catches on his foot, and suddenly she's falling. No one is too worried about catching her because, after all, she's a werewolf. They all break bones on a daily basis when they're playing rough. Usually, it's just snap, pop, and Voila!- completely healed. Usually.

Alexis's head smacks hard against a half buried chunk of concrete. The sound makes everyone's stomachs twist, but they don't really think much of it… until they realize she's not moving.

Nathan rushes toward her and gently rolls her over onto her back. The blood is streaming down her face like a river. Logan's chest clenches, and he suddenly feels like he can't breathe. Why isn't she healing?

Luke and Wyatt howl for their parents, and soon the whole pack is gathered around. Alexis is still unconscious, but the wound does look like it's beginning to heal. Jackson cradles her in his arms and rushes back to the house. The pack follows- all except Logan.

Derek turns back to him. His son's wide eyes are still staring at the bloody rock.

"Logan." When he doesn't respond, Derek moves to stand in front of him. "Logan."

Logan's eyes flit up to his father's face. "She fell."

"I know. Logan, are you okay?" Derek snaps his fingers in front of his son's face. "Are. You. Okay?"

"I… yeah, I'm…Her head… There was so much blood. What… What if she…"

Derek squeezes his shoulder. "She's going to be fine. She was already healing when we got here."

"What if she died?"

"She's not going to die, son."

"But what if she did? I… She's annoying and sometimes I just want to kick her, but…"

"She's pack. I get it. She bugs you, but you still like her."

Logan feels like his stomach is in knots. He wishes he could just throw up and make the horrible feeling go away, but he can't. He's lost to his own thoughts again as his father slowly leads him back to the house.

When he sees Alexis, it feels like his chest is about to explode. She's okay. Perfectly healthy, conscious, and healed. He fights back to urge to run and hug her- to smell her and make sure she's really okay. She turns and looks at him. She's still a little pale, but she acts normal. He's still staring at her.

She looks at him strangely. "Are you okay?"

He immediately blushes and dips his head. "Uh, yeah. I'm fine." He sucks in a breath. "You're fine, too. Yay." His whole body looks as red as a pomegranate now, and he rushes out of the room.

Alexis is sleeping peacefully. A soft whine fills the air, and she rises up in bed.

"Logan?" He's standing at the foot of her bed. "What's wrong?"

He is by her side in an instant. He gently brushes back her hair and rubs his thumb across her forehead. He whines again.

"I'm fine." Alexis states to reassure him.

He can't help but whine again. He drops his eyes so he isn't looking directly at her. "I know. I just… wanted to see for myself."

"Logan?"

"Yeah?"

Alexis smiles. "I'm going back to sleep now." She starts to lie back down.

"Wait!" Logan blushes and looks anywhere but her face. "I'm glad you're okay." He takes a few deep breaths before leaning in. He gently presses his lips to where the wound used to be.

He quickly jerks back and dashes out of the bedroom. Alexis falls back asleep with a smile playing at her lips.