Logan sat at the kitchen island eating mint chocolate chip ice cream straight out of the container. Sighing he thought over the events of the day; could he really have a connection with Lisa? Looking over at the clock he realized that it was 3:00 in the morning. He began to contemplate whether or not he should go back to his room and try to get some sleep when a noise from the door caught his attention.

Looking over he found Lisa standing in the door gazing at him intently. Tucking a few stray hairs out of her face she turned to leave the room without saying a word. "I don't bite. You could come in," he said taking another bite of ice cream.

Smirking she turned back into the kitchen and looked around; to his surprise she opened her mouth and spoke. Though that surprised him the words that came out of her mouth surprised him more.

"Peanut Butter?" he arched and eyebrow and motioned toward the very top cupboard, 'She can't reach it.' He thought, 'If she wants it, she's gonna have to talk again.'

But Lisa, being the stubborn girl that she was, jumped up and tried to climb the counter to get to the small jar of peanut butter that was just barely out of her grasp. He stood and walked behind her to make sure that she didn't fall, "If you need help all you need to do is ask." She glared at him over her shoulder and continued trying to reach the jar of peanut butter.

Finally, just as he predicted, she fell giving a small shriek as she did so. Acting fast he put out his arms and caught her before she could hit the ground. "You're really stubborn you know that?" he asked looking down at her as he held her in his arms. Smiling, she held up the small bottle of peanut butter triumphantly.

"I got what I wanted,"

"So she finally speaks. I was wondering how long it would take for you to say something after the meeting." He said smirking at her; he helped her into a chair across from his before settling into his seat.

"I didn't say anything," they both looked at each other, and that's when he realized that he hadn't seen her lips move when she had made the first comment. Suddenly he sighed and slid a spoon to her as she opened the jar. They sat in the kitchen for about a half hour, Logan eating his ice cream and Lisa eating her peanut butter, and then finally, Lisa spoke.

"So, do you think that there really is a connection… between us… like the professor said?" it was one of the first things that was spoken between the two, and it was the thing that they had been asking themselves since the meeting.

"Due to what happened just a moment ago… I'd say yes," he said rubbing his chin. "Do you have a scar?"

"That was random,"

"I know I just wanted to make small talk or something," he said looking over at her, "I'm tired."

"I didn't say anything, what are you talking about?" she said looking at him with confusion written over her features as she spoke; "I'm going insane aren't I."

"No, you're not. I think what the professor said about the connection was true."

"I didn't say anything!" she shouted then with a moan she hit her head on the table, "Stay out of my head!" Logan sighed and watched her as she continued to hit her head on the table; trying to 'get him out of her head.'

"At this point, Leese, I'm not sure if I can do that."

"I just want to go home! Why are you keeping me here?" she said looking at him with pleading eyes, "My brother's been put in jail for something that he didn't even do; my nephew has been left an orphan. Now some nutty professor tells me I have a telepathic connection with a man who could read my mind!"

"Suck it up,"

"No!" she said standing up, "I won't suck it up! I'm tired of being the poor little victim. The moment that my blood test comes back, me, and my nephew, are heading back to Miami." There was a moment of silence before Logan responded with something that she really wished he would have kept to himself.

"I didn't say anything."

Lisa tried frantically to fall asleep and forget about her encounter with Logan in the kitchen. Instead of finding herself falling into a deep slumber, she found herself replaying the events of the day.

"You were brought here almost three days ago," Logan had said while showing her around the campus. "When we went to the examination the professor said to simply take a blood test not to switch you into a gown." He had said, Lisa was some what grateful for this. Why would he tell them not to though?

"I don't know why, he simply wanted the blood test, but he insisted that it be done." Lisa's hand went up to her stomach as she felt a wave of dizziness wash over her.

Sighing Lisa leaned her head back into the soft pillow below her head as she tried to get what little sleep she could muster for the night. Before she knew it, she had fallen into a deep, dreamless, slumber.

Logan stood outside Lisa's door, it was 10:00 in the morning and Logan was extremely bored with waiting for Lisa to come out.

"Take her under your wing," the professor had said, "Keep her safe during her stay here."

Logan lifted his hand to the door intending to knock; he stopped just an inch from the door trying to decide what would be the best choice of action. 'Would she be angry if I wake her up?' he thought as he stood there with his hand ready to knock.

Finally he sighed. Then closing his eyes he knocked; instead of his knuckle connection with a hard wooden door it connection with something warm and some what soft. His eyes shot open just in time to see Lisa's hand fly up to her fore head where a small knot was starting to form in the very center.

"Just so you know I think it would be a very good idea to knock on the door and not my head." She said folding her arms over her chest and glaring at him.

"I didn't mean to," he said, no sympathy in his voice, "You opened the door when I didn't expect you to. I thought you were still asleep; you weren't supposed to be awake."

"So, what, were you going to knock on the door and then just waltz right in to scare me or something?" she asked stepping out of the room. He moved out of her way and they began to walk down the hallway once again.

"I got bored," he gave a shrug.

"What did the professor tell you to make sure I don't hurt myself?"

'Yes' "No. That's something that I wanted to do myself," he said glancing at her out of the corner of his eye.

"Why taking so much interest?"

"I was the one who brought you here, remember?" she shrugged and continued down the hallway. "I thought that since I brought you here I should make sure that you didn't hurt yourself while you were here." She sighed hugged herself against the morning air as they exited the building.

"Is J.J. enjoying himself?" she asked, but before he could answer an image popped into her head.

Jonathan stood over what seemed to be a small boy as it laid there motionless. Lisa took a step forward to see who the boy was only to have Jonathan spin around and grab her by the shoulder pulling her towards him. "Are you afraid of me, Leese?" he hissed through clenched teeth.

She shook her head and tried to wiggle out of his grasp only to have him tighten his grip. "Don't lie to me, Lisa. I'm the only one who can save you right now…" suddenly the face changed and Logan was now standing in front of her smirking with pleasure.

As quickly as the image appeared it disappeared; turning to Logan she slapped him across the face. "Don't ever, do that again!"

"Do what?" he asked grabbing his now red cheek.

"You know what!" she shouted at him growing even angrier by the second. "The image thingy, just don't do it again."

"What makes you think it was me?"

"You and the professor are the only two ones who could do that," she said crossing her arms over her chest. "And I'm thinking you're more likely to then him."

"I didn't do it,"

"And why should I believe you?"

"Why would I lie?" he asked quirking an eyebrow.

"Because you're a jerk!" she shouted before simply turning and walking away.

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