Fiona stared up at Logan, who was asleep. She had fell asleep, using his lap as a pillow, she stared at the clock, 1:39 AM. She almost trusted him... but couldn't help but be just a little scared.

She slowly slid out from under his arms, Logan woke up.

"You alright?" he asked her.

She nodded. He stared into her crystal blue eyes.

"Something's wrong." he said "I can tell."

She stared straight at him. "I'm sorry..." she began.

"Sorry? For what?" he asked her, obviously confused.

"I'm sorry, I don't trust you... but I can't... I'm so sorry!" Fiona replied.

"You have a good reason not to trust me, I don't blame you, it must be hard..."

Fiona tilted her head at him. Was he playing with her, being nice, like Bobby was at first just to metephorically and literally speaking, knock her down later, or was he being truthful. If he was telling lies, acting, then he was good at it.

Fiona swallowed "It is." she said, "It's very hard."

Logan was silent. He sat staring ahead.

"How long- How long was he with you?" Logan asked, suddenly.

"A long time." Fiona answered.

"You didn't tell me everything." Logan said "I can tell."

Fiona looked up at him.
"You don't have to tell me everything, though." he told her.

There was something about the way he said it, how he didn't care if she told her, no one had ever done that before. It was always "Tell me, tell me, tell me, we need to know." It had made her want to tell him.

"I was very stupid." Fiona informed Logan.
Logan waited for her to continue.

"I kept going back to him, ended up being in the hospital twice, out cold, tried to jump off a roof, took ecstasy, drank..." she began, her eyes filling up again "And I was just being so... so stupid."

"Hush... Fiona, you aren't stupid, you were stressed, that's all."

She tucked her legs closer to her body. "It's kind of cold." she said... changing the subject.

"Yeah... the heater turns off at 2 AM every night." he said, "Guess I've gotten used to it, I'll be right back."

He got up and returned with a heavy quilt, tucking it around her.

"That better?"

"Yes... where is your mom and dad?" she asked.

"Somewhere, she left a week ago...and my dad died in a boating accident when I was twelve" Logan said simply.

"So you've been alone?" Fiona asked, sitting up.

"Yeah, normal for me, I bet your parents are home all the time..."

"No... my father is a diplomat... he and my mom are gone most of the time."

"Diplomat?" Logan asked, raising his eyebrows. "Wow..."

"That's the response I get from most people." Fiona answered.
"What about your brother, your family that is."

"My brother Declan and I are twins. He's always been protective... but a lot more lately..." Fiona began "...for obvious reasons. He's my best friend, he's always been there for me, and since we move a lot, neither of us can really make friends, so, yeah, we're bestfriends." Fiona finished with a whisper.

"He your only sibling?" Logan asked, opening a can of sprite and offering to to Fiona, she said "No thanks." and he preceeded to drink it.

Fiona nodded, "Except for Holly J's kind of family... a little. And my niece, Ellie."

"Holly J has a child?" Logan asked.

Fiona shrugged, Logan is fine, he won't tell anyone.

"Yeah... but please don't tell anyone."

"Sure..."

Fiona yawned.
"Let me show you to the bed." Logan said, seeing she was tierd.

Fiona's heart skipped a beat, to the bed, the last man who said that to her was...

Fiona got up and looked outside, there was a lot of snow, but she thought she could take it.

"Fiona, were are you going?" Logan asked, walking towards her. She expected him to grab her wrist, whirl her around, push her against the wall, but instead he placed his hand on her shoulder, she flinched.

"Fiona, what did I do, you know it's really snowy, cold out there."

"I w-want to go home to Declan." she whispered, trying to hold back tears.

"Ok..." Logan said, in a confused voice, "I'll get my keys and I'll take you back."

Fiona nodded her head at him.
They got in the car, and the roads were pretty slick... but they managed.

He walked her up to their door. "This is your house?" he asked, obviously amazed.

Fiona nodded, big houses were perfectly normal to her, ever since forever.

"Goodbye, Fiona." Logan said, she just looked at him, and he closed the door.

Fiona, happy that her house had a heater. She walked into Declan's room, Holly J was the only one there. She asumed that he'd be with Ellie... but he wasn't there either. She looked all around the house until she looked at the couch in the upstairs living room, Declan was there, staring ahead into space, a glass of water in his hand. He was awake, and he was covered up with a blanket.

When he looked up and saw Fiona he got up and hugged her.

"Fi, what are you doing here?" he asked her "I thought you were stuck with that guy!"

"He drove me home, I told him I wanted to go home." Fiona said.

"He drove in this weather? That's such a stupid thing to do!"

"I was freaking out... he was being nice... he's nice." Fiona replied.

Declan sighed, seperating himself from his sister "You said that about him too."

Fiona avoided his eyes, but she was thinking about this herself.

"You aren't my boss Declan." she said finally, looking up at him.

"I know that, I'm just your brother, but I'm trying to keep you safe, by saying my opinions."

She stared at floor, "I hate it when you do this Declan, tell me what to do" then she looked into his eyes, "...But I agree with you."

"What were you doing when I called?" Declan asked.

"He... he kissed me... but that's it."

"Why were you crying then?" Declan asked, sternly.

"I'm used to Bobby, I didn't want the kiss, but I was afraid to say so..."

"And he didn't even ask?" Declan said, his voice rising.

"He stopped when he saw I was crying..." Fiona said, "And I want to trust him, but I can't Decs, I can't."

"That's ok, you probably shouldn't." Declan said, taking his sister's hand.

"Decs... I want to have friends, ok? But I'm..." her voice broke, "I'm scared of everyone."

Declan brushed her hair away from her face, as he often did when he noticed it was there.

"You shouldn't be." he said "Not everyone will hurt you."

"I know... but I don't know who will, and who won't." Fiona said.
"It's tricky, isn't it?" He said, smiling gently at his sister.

She tried to smile back.