Disclaimer: I do not own Zoey 101

Dana P.O.V

They can't really do that...can they?

This can't be happening. The doctor walked in and broke my trance.

"Ms. Cruz. You may leave." He handed me my clothes and unhooked the machines. I thanked him and got dressed. I walked out and rushed to the gang.

"We have to go!" I screamed. They gave me questioning looks.

"I'M NOT LETTING THEM KILL LOGAN!" I yelled and ran out of the hospital. I must have ran about 5 miles until I reached the police station. Thank god I'm athletic.

I rushed in and caught my breath.

"Hello." The police officer greeted me.

"Hi, ummm…can I see someone?" I asked.

"Yes…may I ask who?"

"Logan Reese." I replied. His face dropped a little.

"Wait here." He told me. Some guy led me to a small room with two chairs. I sat in one. A few minutes later I saw Logan walk in. He looked horrible. The officer shut the door and Logan lifted his head up.

"Dana." His face lit up and he hugged me. We sat down and I held his hands.

"Logan. I-I'm going to get you out of here. Don't worry." He smiled at me.

"Trust me. I'm not." He said and kissed me. Gently, but with so much passion. Love. He pulled away and looked at me in the eyes.

"I love you Dana."

"I love you too Logan." Just as I finished an officer pulled Logan out. Saying visitation hours are over.

I was going to take a walk. 15 miles back to PCA. I don't mind. I had my iPod with me. I turned it on and put it on shuffle.

It's too late baby, there's no turning around
I've got my hands in my pocket and my head in a cloud
This is how I do
When I think about you
I never thought that you could break me apart
I keep a sinister smile and a hold of my heart
You want to get inside
Then you can get in line
But not this time

Cause you caught me off guard
Now I'm running and screaming

I feel like a hero and you are my heroine

I won't try to philosophize
I'll just take a deep breath and I'll look in your eyes
This is how I feel
And it's so surreal
I got a closet filled up to the brim
With the ghosts of my past and the skeletons
And I don't know why
You'd even try
But I won't lie

You caught me off guard
Now I'm running and screaming

I feel like a hero and you are my heroine
Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?

And I feel a weakness coming on
Never felt so good to be so wrong
Had my heart on lockdown

And then you turned me around
I'm feeling like a new born child
Every time I get a chance to see you smile
It's not complicated
I was so jaded

And you caught me off guard
Now I'm running and screaming

I feel like a hero and you are my heroine
Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?

(I feel like a hero and you are my heroine)
And I feel a weakness coming on
Never felt so good to be so wrong
Had my heart on lockdown
And then you turned me around
(Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?)
I'm feeling like a new born child
Every time I get a chance to see you smile
It's not complicated
I was so jaded

(I feel like a hero and you are my heroine)
And I feel a weakness coming on
Never felt so good to be so wrong
Had my heart on lockdown
And then you turned me around
(Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?)
I'm feeling like a new born child
Every time I get a chance to see you smile
It's not complicated
I was so jaded

Boys like Girls ringed in my head. I sighed and noticed I was near PCA. I jogged most of the time. I shut my iPod off and walked into PCA. I went to the lounge and found the gang sitting there.

"Ummm…hi?" I greeted and sat down.

"We took a taxi." Mike said. I nodded my head.

"You go to see Logan?" Chase asked.

"Yea. I'm…I'm gonna help him get out. He's not gonna die. No…just…." I couldn't finish. The thought of losing Logan scared me. A lot. I sighed and rested my head back.

"At least Antoine's gone…right?" Lola tried to cheer me up. I looked at her. Giving her a week smile.

"Come on chica. Let's talk in the dorm." She said and pulled me up. Once we got there She shut the door and made sure it was locked.

"¿muchacha, dígame ... whats continuando?" She said. Why does she want to know what's wrong with me? Nothing's wrong with me.

"Nada. Lola déjeme en paz." I finished. I told her to leave me alone. See, me and my cousin speak Spanish most of the time.

"¿soy la familia ... es ello sobre Logan?" She replied. I sighed. Just because she's family. Man…

"el pensado pérdida de él ... esto hace daño a Lola. Esto realmente hace." She gave me a confused look. I'm much more advanced than her.

"The thought of losing him…it hurts Lola. It really does." Her facial expression changed. She understood. Thank god.

"It's alright Dana. I know you. usted le ayudará sé que usted va a." Translation: You'll help him, I know you will. I smiled weakly and walked down to the lounge. I heard Lola screaming behind me.

"¡¡ESPERE!! ¡¿ESTAMOS CLAROS?!" I smiled and sat down. Lola came down immediately after.

"Si. Don't worry Lola." I said. I looked at the gang. Confused looks were everywhere.

"We have our conversations in Spanish. It's easier." I clarified.

"Oh...okay then." Mike said. I smiled and went back into thought.

I WILL help him…right?

I added some spanish in there, to put some impact on her cultural backround. Not many people do that. It's basically Lola asking if anythings wrong. Dana says no, Lola gets nosy and asks if its about logan. REVIEW!

-Talar