A/N: Believe it or not, this was supposed to be a short chapter and I sort of got carried away. I hope it doesn't drag on too much when reading it!! I'm really nervous about the next chapter because it is going to break with the style of the rest of my story because it will be in Edward's point of view. I'm not too sure of how that will turn out because I'm not too confident with my ability to write from his pov but I need to do it to avoid having to explain what happens through conversation as opposed to telling it as it happens. For this reason my next update may be a little further away than I normally try to update. Please be patient with me and I hope that you enjoy this chapter.
I don't own twilight etc.
End of Last Chapter: Much like the forest appeared through the window as we drove past it at speed, my life and the lives of those around me seemed to be speeding too fast to an unknown destination. There was not enough time or information to bring into focus the blur that surrounded us. All we could do was watch the scenery fly past our windows and pray that we get to our unknown destination unharmed and unchanged.
"We're here" Edward said as we pulled up outside my house.
"No, but we're close" I muttered in return.
Chapter Thirteen
I had no more than stepped one foot outside of the car when I heard it. A loud and gut-wrenching wailing coming from Logan's direction as if he was being tortured painfully.
My breath stuck mid-throat and I was paralysed with fear.
It wasn't until I had the courage to look in Logan's direction that I realised what had happened...his car had been towed to our driveway while we had been out.
"Oh no, oh no, oh no" Logan kept muttering as he ran towards it, looking like he was about to burst into tears.
It looked awful. In fact it looked worse than awful.
It was basically unrecognisable...from the front that is. Looking at it from the back the car looked fine, but once you reached the passenger doors it was a different story. The whole front of the vehicle had been folded like a fortune cookie around where Victoria must have standing. I didn't need to be an expert to know that this once beautiful car was now destined for the scrapheap. Not even Jacob could work his magic on this catastrophe.
I walked over to where Logan was standing and heard him mutter under his breath "She didn't have to do this"
He spun around to look at me with such fury in his eyes and I was actually scared. I had never seen Logan look angry before and it made me feel extremely uncomfortable. It didn't seem right for his face to be so menacing when his nature was normally the complete opposite. I wondered if this was the face Victoria had seen when he had confronted her.
"Honestly Bella" He continued "why didn't she simply stand in the middle of the road and wait for us to stop? Charlie doesn't look like the 'mow down strange women on the road' type of guy. Did she really have to kill my car like this?"
"I don't think she really cares about your car Logan, and I suspect politely waiting for you to stop wouldn't have the desired effect" I replied "The important thing is that both you and Charlie are ok"
Logan looked horrified and embarrassed "Oh my god, I'm so sorry Bella! I didn't mean to seem so selfish!" he returned to look at his car in pain "I just...."
"I know" I soothed, placing my hand on his shoulder "It was a beautiful car"
"Looking at this it's hard to believe no one was seriously hurt" Logan said in disbelief "Thank god it was only the car that was destroyed"
"How about when this is all over I get Jacob to take a look at it and see if he can fix it" I offered.
"Do you think he could?" Logan asked me with expectant eyes.
We both turned to look at the poor car and simultaneously said a very resigned "No"'.
"It had a good, long life Logan. Take some comfort in that" I teased.
"I thought we would grow old together" he lamented in mock grief.
I gave a little giggle and then noticed Edward was stooped down studying the front of the car furiously.
"What is it?" Logan asked worried. As if there could be any worse news about the car!
"I don't understand" Edward simply stated, looking up at Logan.
"What?" Logan asked confused.
Edward gave a huge sigh that heaved his shoulders dramatically up and down "How the hell did you get out? I mean, it's obvious that you got out here" he said pointing to a jagged mess of metal on the side of the car "but it looks like you tore your way out... how did you do that?"
We approached where Edward was pointing to and both gasped. There was what looked like a massive rip vertically down the passenger door. It would have been impossible for Logan to have simply opened the door because of the damage the impact had created, and so it looked like he had basically torn his way out of the car.
"How did you do that?" I whispered to him, not believing what I was seeing.
He looked terrified and stunned.
"I don't know!" he whispered back shaking his head in disbelief "I did that?"
"It appears so" Edward said in a low tone, narrowing his eyes to examine Logan "So let me ask you again...how did you do that?"
"I don't know" Logan said forcefully "I can't remember. It all happened so fast! Do you think that this is what Carlisle meant when he said that The Turtore were given the gift of unbeatable strength when confronted by their enemies?"
"Perhaps" Edward answered absentmindedly, but I could tell he was searching Logan's mind trying to find answers. After a while he seemed to relax a little "I don't know Logan, but that would probably make the most amount of sense"
"Oh man, this sucks" Logan responded, his shoulders slumping like a person defeated "It's one thing that she wrecked my car. It's almost unbearable that I destroyed it as well!"
"Do you want some time alone with the car Logan?" I teased.
Logan looked back at me with a goofy grin "Part of the healing process?" he joked "I might take a closer look though Bella, just to see if there is any hope left for the old girl"
I shook my head smiling and left him there looking fondly at his car.
I headed up to Charlie's room to begin to pack some of his belongings, but stood helplessly in the middle of the room.
I never came in here and it seemed wrong that I was in here now, as if I was snooping or intruding. It was funny that two people could live with each other for so long and yet not be familiar with the places in which they spend a great deal of their time. This was Charlie's cave and I had always respected the sanctity of his personal space, as he did mine.
My mind returned involuntary to how I felt when I first saw Charlie lying in the hospital. If Logan hadn't been there today I would be here in Charlie's room for a much different purpose...to find the outfit Charlie would spend the rest of eternity in. And if things had gone much differently between Edward and me, it would have been Charlie entering the foreign world of my room searching for clues or finding treasures to cling to.
I shook myself free from those thoughts, un-eager to embrace them again without the reassurance and support of Alice by my side.
Opening up the closet doors, I was hit by my father's musky scent. Closing my eyes, I breathed it in and silently thanked the powers that be that I was only picking out clothes to take to the hospital and not for a more serious occasion. I picked out a few casual clothes and grabbed a bag to pack them in.
Having done that I turned to stare at his dressing table as if it was my enemy. It was one thing to enter my father's room and closet, it was another thing to pick out underwear for him.
Edward strolled casually into the room carrying a toilet bag.
"I've gotten everything he will need from the bathroom and I thought I'd save you from having to sneak a peek in here" he said, heading to the dressing table and shooting me a cheeky wink.
"Thanks" I replied and took a seat on the edge of Charlie's bed.
As Edward located what he needed from Charlie's draws I took this opportunity to attempt a discussion with him.
"So...." I said hesitantly.
"Mmm hmm" Edward responded, not looking at me and busying himself with putting things in the bag I had prepared.
"How have you been since you left Forks" I blurted out, cringing at my lack of subtlety.
Edward stopped what he was doing and looked at me with an intensely serious stare. He ran his hands through his hair and sighed heavily, then took a seat next to me on the bed.
"I heard what Alice told you about me in the hospital" Edward stated, staring straight ahead.
"Don't be angry at her Edward. She was just trying to defend you" I said quietly.
"I'm not angry at her" He replied, but his jaw was clenched indicating that something was causing him great distress "In fact, I don't think I deserve the unfaltering support and understanding she gives me" He turned to look me in the eyes "I caused her so much pain forcing her to leave you like that. Actually the whole family suffered a great deal because of me. And seeing what it did to you...." He stopped there and put his face in his hands. He sat there quietly for a while before groaning and pushing himself off the bed. He walked to the far wall and placed his hands up against it to support himself, his shoulders hunched over.
"I've seen through other people's thoughts what I did to you by leaving and I don't think I will ever stop feeling the torture that comes from those images. " He turned to lean his back against the wall and look at me with an expression that was hard to decipher...anguish, guilt, anger and perhaps regret "I could apologise to you for the rest of your life and never make a dent on the debt I owe you"
So that was it. That was what his pain was all about. He felt bad for how destroyed I was.
I shook my head and stared down at my clenched hands, surprised that a few uninvited tears splashed down upon them. I was right all along - he was simply acting out of guilt and responsibility and while I couldn't hate him or blame him for that, I was deeply disappointed that he wasn't acting out of more.
I didn't even notice he had come to crouch right in front of me until I felt his cold palm press against the side of my face.
"Bella?" He whispered and I looked up into his pleading face "Tell me what you are thinking"
"It doesn't matter" I whispered back.
Every inch of me was yearning to tell him everything: how much I wished he still loved me - that he would say he was an idiot to leave me and beg for me to take him back - but I couldn't run the risk of unleashing the emotions such sentences would extract from me, and I wouldn't create for myself the embarrassment that would follow.
"It matters to me" he replied, moving closer so that our faces were almost touching. I could feel his cool breath against my lips and my whole body shuddered from the thrill it gave me. He had placed his hands to rest on either side of my body on the bed, which forced him to position his body in the space between my knees. It felt more intimate than anything we had dared to experience before and my control was slipping rapidly.
Shuddering with each intake of breath, I tried to find some words to offer Edward but found myself only crying more steadily. He moved one hand to trace the line of my tears down my face with an expression of pain and confusion, and then closed his eyes and sighed silently.
"Bella" he murmured, opening his lids just a fraction to fix me with a look of pure intensity "I don't know if I should say this, but...."
The piercing ring of Edward's phone interrupted his sentence. Both of us cursed under our breath and Edward grabbed the phone out his pocket and examined it.
"It's Alice" he said regretfully, moving to stand up "I better get this, it could be important"
"Sure" I sighed "I'll go see how Logan's doing" and then quickly exited the room before Edward could see the wrenching disappointment pouring from my body.
Logan was sitting very still at the kitchen table when I came down the stairs.
"How are you holding up?" I asked gently.
"I don't know" he murmured quietly in response "I thought I was ok with everything, but the more I think about it the more freaked out I'm getting"
"I can imagine" I sympathised, taking a seat beside him "Not only have you found out about vampires and werewolves, but you also find out that your part of this whole saga as well. I'm sorry for dragging you into all of this Logan"
"Don't be" Logan replied, grabbing my hand in his "I'm not freaked out about all of that...well actually I am, that was I lie" He admitted blushing "But mainly I'm freaked out that I might not be what we suspect I am and I may end up getting someone hurt or killed. I'm used to dealing with the scary unknown, I'm just not used to actually being able to do something about it. When mom was sick it was terrifying, but I knew all along that there was nothing at all I could do to save her. I had no sense of responsibility for her life on my shoulders. Don't get me wrong, I am ready to do all it takes to protect you Bella" He said grabbing my hand even harder "I'm just scared it won't be enough"
I squeezed his hand in return and simply looked into his eyes. This fragility, this vulnerability was something I could relate to. Even though he was possibly more powerful than any other person around me, it touched me that he was as frightened and unsure as I was. It was refreshing.
"It'll be ok Logan, I promise" I comforted him.
He just smiled sweetly at me.
"Always looking out for others Bella. Honestly, how did you get to be such a perfect soul?"
"I could say the same thing about you" I replied warmly.
I heard Edward's footsteps as he came down the stairs from Charlie's room. Turning to face him I noticed he looked extremely tense and serious. His brows were knitted together in intense concern.
"Edward?" I asked "What's wrong? What did Alice tell you?"
"She had a vision" Edward replied strained. Whatever it was, it was obviously pretty bad because Edward didn't seem pleased in the slightest that Alice's visions had returned.
"But I thought she couldn't see the future anymore" I said confused.
"She thought so too" he replied "but it appears that whoever Victoria's friend is is getting sloppy."
"What did she see?" Logan asked, his voice wavering with fear. He could obviously sense what I could – whatever Alice's vision was, it was not a pleasant one.
"She saw Carlisle getting attacked by Victoria and another vampire outside an old farmhouse. She saw him...killed"
"NO!" I gasped, putting my hands over my mouth to stop me from screaming.
Edward shot me a tense look, but kept his jaw firmly clenched. I could tell he was trying to stay calm in what must be an extremely terrifying situation for him.
"Alice rang Carlisle to tell him of her vision. He was on his way to a farmhouse not far out of town. Evidently he had been back to the hospital to check on Charlie and overheard two police officers discussing a number of wild beasts they had found drained of blood just out of town. He thought maybe Alicia, the missing vampire that the Denali coven told us about, was there and went to investigate. Thankfully, Alice caught him on the phone before he reached the house. He's staying where he is for now and will wait for the others to join him. It looks like we may have found where Victoria and her friend have been hiding all this time"
I could feel my face growing cold with shock and could see that Logan was visibly terrified.
"Are you going to join Carlisle too?" Logan asked, his voice merely a whisper.
Edward shook his head "No" and then he looked at me with fear in his eyes "I can't risk anything happening to you while I'm away. The others can take care of it"
Although Edward's voice gave none of it away, I could see the yearning in his eyes. He desperately wanted to go help his family, but was torn between helping them with this battle and protecting me from danger.
I knew that I couldn't let him do this. I couldn't let him sacrifice his family's safety because of his misguided notion of responsibility and guilt. I would rather face Victoria alone than have to look at Edward's pain and regret if anything should happen to one of the others.
I walked to Edward and placed my hand upon his arm.
"Edward, as much as I want to keep you safe here with me I think perhaps you should go" I said through my shaking voice "Logan and I can head to the hospital...."
Edward cut me off by shaking his head again "No, you can't Bella"
"But we're going there anyway" I tried to reason with him "You could just drop us off there and..."
"No" Edward interrupted, his voice firmer this time and his face still as worried "What I mean is you can't go to the hospital Bella. Carlisle picked up the scent of the other vampire there"
"What!" Logan and I exclaimed simultaneously.
"I thought you couldn't detect their scent at the moment?" Logan asked confused.
"Again, it appears someone's getting sloppy. Carlisle picked up the scent in the hallway and in his office. He thinks they might have been in there looking for information. They didn't go into Charlie's room however" Edward said reassuringly "So it looks like Esme and Rosalie are making fine guards. Needless to say though, we can't run the risk of you going there in case this other vampire is either still there or returns"
I turned away from Edward and looked out the window into the darkening night.
So here it was...the beginning of the end.
I knew on the car ride home from the Cullen's that things were beginning to speed towards the inevitable showdown, but I really had no idea that it would happen so soon. I was numb with shock and began to feel quite nauseated by the spinning of my thoughts.
Looking over to Logan, I could see that he was in just as much shock as I was. His eyes looked dark and clouded with worry. His body had gone unnaturally still and he, like Edward, stood clenching his jaw furiously with his brows furrowed in thought.
We stood like that for a while. All three of us standing silently frozen, unspeaking. It felt like the room was filled with a thousand screams though and I realised it was the atmosphere of our combined worry and racing thoughts.
Logan was the first to speak.
"I think you should go Edward" he said quietly and slowly, picking his words carefully "Your family needs you. I'll stay here and protect Bella"
I turned to look at him in shock. I expected to see my Logan - the clumsy young man with the nervous smile - but instead I saw a new Logan...his shoulders were square, his jaw firmly set with confidence, his voice determined and brave.
Edward was as equally shocked, but I also detected great doubt on his face "No Logan, I can't do that. We have no idea if you are even able to protect Bella. So far we only have theories and assumptions"
"You're wrong" Logan said seriously, turning to look Edward straight in the eyes "Look at what I did to my car! That is more than just theory or assumption. That is proof that when needed I can do it."
"But you don't even know how you did it!" Edward replied, irritation creeping into his voice.
"Does it matter?" Logan shot back with equal irritation "The fact is that I did it. Do you know how you work? How you are given strength and the ability to read minds? No! So don't think for a second that just because I don't know how I scared Victoria away or ripped open the car door that I didn't do it and couldn't do it again!"
Edward stood up a little straighter and squared his shoulders, leaning a little closer towards Logan.
"Do you honestly believe that making Victoria run away and damaging a car indicates to me that you can protect Bella from torture and death at the hands of two sadistic vampires?" Edward seethed and I suddenly realised what was happening here...they were beginning to fight for the responsibility to protect me. I wanted to shout at them to stop it in outrage - once again I was being squabbled over like a possession, or more accurately a burden - but I didn't know what to say. The gravity of everything that was unfolding was too enormous to respond to this pathetic battle Edward and Logan were having.
"Suit yourself" Logan spat back "If you would rather let your family face this alone because your too proud to admit that someone else can protect Bella just as well, if not better, than you then you can just live with the consequences"
"What Logan is trying to say" I said gently to Edward in an effort to dispel the conflict that was threatening to break out "Is that it may not be the best idea to let Carlisle, Alice, Jasper and Emmett face this thing alone. We know of two vampires, but what if there are more? I don't think it's wise they confront this thing right now when everyone is so scattered. Why don't you go bring them back here so we can get Charlie moved from the hospital to a safer place and face this thing together?"
"I don't know...." Edward muttered, obviously turning over what I had said in his mind.
"Look, I'm really sorry for being so rude just then" Logan offered in apology "But I think Bella's right. Why don't you go bring your family back and we can face this thing together?"
As Edward returned my stare, I saw his features soften and his body begin to relax.
"Ok" he relinquished "that makes sense. But I'm warning you" Edward said turning his attention to Logan "If one hair on Bella's head is hurt on our return I will hold you completely responsible"
Logan nodded seriously "I don't plan on that happening Edward. I would do anything for Bella...you know that"
"Mmmm" Edward grumbled and then turned to face me "You stay put. Not so much as one toe out of the doorframe, do you understand?"
"Yes" I whispered.
"I will be back as fast as I can. If anything happens you call me immediately, ok?"
Both Logan and I nodded.
Edward drew closer to me and placed his hand against my cheek "I'll be back soon" he breathed huskily and then briefly, but sweetly, kissed the top of my forehead.
And then he was gone.
I stood staring at the front door that Edward had just rand out of and was struck by an uneasy feeling of hopelessness.
Suddenly I wanted to run out after him and beg him not to go. It was stupid of me, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something incredibly awful was about to happen and I yearned to have him here at my side again.
Sighing, I shook my head in an attempt to rid myself of this foreboding feeling and turned to face Logan.
He was simply standing there staring into space, lost in deep thought. He looked so concerned and confused, yet with the same confident determination he had shown earlier.
I decided to leave him to these thoughts, not sure if anything I had to say right now would help. I didn't want to bring him down with my unease and doubt, and so I headed to the kitchen to try and find something to cook. If we were confined to the house, we may as well do something productive and I thought that food in our stomachs would help give us strength to face whatever was coming our way.
I was clinking around in the kitchen cupboards when Logan's voice broke the unnatural silence that had fallen upon the house.
"We need to get out of here" he simply said.
I spun around and looked at him incredulously.
"What? Why?...no!" I stammered. We had promised Edward we would stay put until he returned and couldn't understand why Logan was suggesting we break that promise and put ourselves in more danger.
"Bella" Logan said in a low tone "I know we told Edward we would stay here, but right now we are sitting ducks. They know where you live and they could possibly know that you're alone now too. We need to get out of here"
What Logan was saying made sense...it did feel like we were extremely vulnerable and easy prey staying here at the house, but it felt even more reckless and stupid to head out into the dark on our own with no one knowing where we were.
"I understand where you're coming from Logan, but I don't think getting out of here will make us any safer. On the contrary I think it will put us at greater risk. I'm scared and worried too, ok, but we just need to stay calm and wait for the others to return. I'm sure they won't be long."
"Then we'll text Edward to let him know where we're heading and he can meet us there" Logan continued "If they won't be long then they will be with us soon, and if anything happens to them then at least we'll be at a safer location."
If anything happens to them? Those words brought instant tears to my eyes and sent my mind reeling towards panic.
"If anything happens to them" I whimpered "then I don't give a damn what happens to me. If anything happens to them it will be entirely my fault. If anything happens to them..."
I was beginning to slip into hysteria. I had to admit to myself that Edward and the others had gone into a potentially deadly situation and there were no guarantees that I would ever get the chance to see any of them again.
The thought of any of the Cullen's being hurt or killed because of me was so unbearable that it caused me actual physical pain and sickness. I looked at Logan and could no longer stop myself from crumpling under the burden of what had just happened. Sobs tore from my body with such violence that I had to bend over and rest my hands on my knees in order to prevent myself from collapsing.
Logan rushed towards me, scooping me into his arms. As we sat together on the kitchen floor he rocked me gently and stroked my hair, murmuring over and over again "I'm sorry Bella...I'm so sorry"
We sat like that for a while, my sobs growing less violent with the passing of time and the warmth of Logan's embrace.
Finally Logan spoke.
"Bella, please forgive me. I didn't mean to upset you like that. I'm sure that everything is going to be ok. I was just being stupid and scared and I wish to god that I had kept my thoughts to myself"
"I hate this Logan" I said meekly, still nestled into the comfort of hiss arms "I hate all of this so much"
"I know" Logan muttered "it's not fair and it's not right, but we'll get through this, ok? I will not leave your side, I promise"
I opened my mouth to say something in reply when a loud noise from the living room made both of us jump sky high.
It was a phone ringing.
"My phone" Logan exclaimed "I totally forgot to call my sister!"
We both stood up and he rushed into the dining room searching for where the sound was coming from, desperate to find the phone before it stopped ringing. After what seemed like an eternity of watching Logan heave papers and cushions around the room, he triumphantly pulled the phone out from the back of the couch.
"It's my sister!" he exclaimed looking at the caller display.
"You better take that" I whispered huskily, my voice still thick from my emotional outpouring "I'll go find us something to eat"
My hands were shaking from what had just happened and I welcomed the distraction from my worries that searching for food provided.
Placing a pizza in the oven that I found in the bowels of the freezer I looked over at Logan who seemed much more relaxed now. Still on the phone, he was absentmindedly pacing around the living room, running his hands through his hair and smiling or laughing every now and then.
Placing two cans of coke I found in the fridge on the bench top I looked out the window, searching the now completely black evening for any signs of watchers or protectors. As far as I could see, the night outside was empty and motionless.
I shuddered, drawing my arms around myself and swaying gently in order to combat the wave of unease that kept creeping into me.
Logan was right, we were sitting ducks here. Furthermore, the dizzying sense that things were escalating at an alarming rate pressed heavily upon me... scents in the hospital, Carlisle's investigation, Alice's vision...I couldn't help but wonder if it was a trap.
I tried to comfort myself with the thought that the Cullen's were smart...if it was a trap they would know about it. But if the trap maker was clever they would have realised that threatening Carlisle would have everyone acting hastily, for he was the central figure of the family. Threaten him and you can be sure that the rest of the family would scramble to save him.
And who was the trap for? Was it to catch the Cullen's or was it to kill me?
Whatever the case, this just didn't feel right. I remembered back to the first night I had been reunited with the Cullen's and how Edward had said that the 'missing' scent seemed like it was right there in front of his face, but that he just couldn't pick it up. I had that feeling now, like the cause of my unease was right there to be discovered, to be deciphered, but that I couldn't quite figure it out.
It was a frustrating feeling, to have a sense that you actually have the answers but you can't find them. Similar to having words 'on the tip of your tongue' that you can't recall, or feeling a sense of déjà vue and trying to pinpoint what exactly about that moment you have experienced before.
I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice the figure behind me until I saw the face appear next to mine in the reflection of the window.
I screamed loudly and jumped into the air, before calming myself down enough to turn around and blush wildly at Logan.
"Sorry Logan" I gasped, my hand clutched over my chest in an effort to steady my breathing "I didn't see you until you were right behind me"
"Sorry" Logan said embarrassed, obviously just as shaken by my reaction as I was "I should have noticed you were away with the fairies! Are you ok?"
"I'm fine" I shook my head and laughed "How's your sister?"
Logan started beaming from ear to ear "She sounds better than she has for ages! I think getting out of her funk and actually doing something has made the world of difference! It makes me so happy to think that for now something really positive has come out of all of this mess!"
"That's really good to hear!" I smiled warmly at Logan "So she's staying away from here for a wee while?"
"Yeah" Logan replied "She's got a few things she wants to do before she comes home...Coke and pizza huh?" He said eying the food I had found with a raised eyebrow "Seems like something I would cook"
"Yeah well I'm not really up to cooking a three course meal right now" I muttered.
"Yeah" Logan said slowly "look, I'm really sorry about before. I was just letting my nerves and my 'flight' instinct get the better of me. I can't stand it that I made you so upset. Forgive me?"
He looked at me with the hugest puppy-dog eyes and I attempted to smile in return, but knew that it had hardly reached the corners of my lips, let alone my eyes.
"Hey!" Logan exclaimed moving closer towards me "Are you ok Bells? You don't look very well"
"This doesn't feel right" I whispered, raising my eyes to meet his "Do you get the feeling that something's not right?"
Logan chewed his lip, trying to think of what to say to me and then closed that gap between us to pull me into his arms in a comforting hug "Just the opposite in fact" he said quietly and I sank into the strength I was finding in his confidence and his embrace "I believe everything is going to be fine"
"You think so?" I asked, my voice small and lost.
He pulled back to look me in the eyes "I know so" he said "I promise you. Don't let my fears earlier give you any doubts ok! Everything's going to go according to plan, of that I am positive. Now I'm off to find us some mind numbing television to watch because I know how fond of it you are and I don't want you to worry anymore ok?"
"Ok" I said in a light manner, but as I stood in the middle of the kitchen watching Logan flick through the channels something he had just said played over and over again in my mind. As much as I tried to push it out, it kept forcing its way back into my thoughts with increasing intensity and foreboding - 'Everything's going to go according to plan' -
Whose plan...ours or hers?