A/N: Hi guys! After many centuries, with the help of SpitfireUSN, I have regained my inspiration! Yay! There'll probably be a huge time skip in chapter 30 (sorry) because Logan will be recovering which isn't very exciting. Lol, it would mostly just be him laying in bed and whining anyways.

ON WITH CHAPTER TWENTY NINE!


Logan P.O.V

When I woke up the next morning, Keegan was laying in bed next to me. He was still asleep, his pink lips parted slightly to emit soft snores. The sight was so cute that I just had to smile.

I glanced around the room, and everything looked the same as any other day. My legs ached a bit more than usual, but that was to be expected considering that I had torn my stitches last night. Keegan and Luke probably sewed me back up after I fell asleep...

I sighed and looked at Keegan again, jumping when I realized his eyes were open and he was staring at me.

"Oh shit... You scared me..." I muttered.

He yawned and smiled, saying, "Good morning to you too, sweetie."

I blushed and my eyes slid to the floor.

He called me sweetie...

When I recovered, I looked up at him and said, "...Hey, Keeg'n?"

"Hmmm?"

"Are we... are we dating?"

There was a pause.

"...Well, I would like to, but I totally understand if you don't-"

I interrupted him by leaning forward and giving him a peck on the lips.

He seemed shocked for a moment, then he smiled and said, "I'll take that as a yes."

I blushed even harder than before and hid my face in my hands.

"Awww," Keegan laughed, "You're shy. That's so cute!"

"Shut up..." I mumbled.

He grinned and said, "I love you."

I groaned and blushed even harder, choosing to hide under the blankets this time. He laughed and hugged me just as I heard the door swing open. I wiggled out of his arms and poked my head up from the blankets to see Luke standing there with a big smile on his face.

"Did I miss something this morning...?" He grinned, pointing between the two of us with his pen.

My blush returned full force and I hid under the blankets again.

"Nope," Keegan laughed, "you didn't miss a thing."

"You sure?"

"Yeah. Did you need something...?"

Luke seemed reluctant to drop the subject, but he said, "I came in to check on Logan, although since you're already here, you could do it and update me later. I just need you to check over his more major injuries and make sure there's no sign of infection... You should also clean them, while you're at it. Logan, come up here for a minute."

I was about to, then I had second thoughts. Luke still made me kind of nervous, even though he was around a lot...

"It's okay, Logan. He won't hurt you..." Keegan said, lifting up the blankets to smile encouragingly at me.

I guess as long as Keegan's here I'll be okay...

I shifted and sat up, careful not to agitate my ribs too much as I did so, then nervously faced Luke.

He smiled and said, "There's my favorite patient! Alright, I have a few things to tell you, so just listen. Last night after you went to sleep, I removed the stitches in your cheek. And it looks really good today! I wouldn't touch it if I were you, though. It's gonna be a bit sore for a few days."

I resisted the urge to touch it and nodded.

"Anyways, today I believe the stitches in your chest need to be taken out. What do you think, Keegan?" He asked, glancing at him.

Keegan turned to look at me, and that's when I realized I was shirtless. I gasped and covered up my chest with my hands, blushing madly.

Keegan burst out laughing and said, "There's nothing there to cover up, silly."

I could tell Luke was trying hard not to laugh.

"Oh my god, Logan, your face is so red. A-are you okay?" He choked out, coughing to stop himself from laughing.

"...Shut up..." I grumbled.

"Here, let me see." Keegan said, gently pulling my hands away.

He examined the neat row of stitches that went down my chest.

After a moment, he nodded and said, "Yeah, those need to be removed. You want to do it now or later on?"

"Now would probably be best, considering that he's up and aware. I bet he wants you to do it though, huh, Logan?"

I nodded shyly. I would much rather have Keegan do it, if only because I was more used to him.

"Alright, that's fine! I'll see you later, Logan! And Keegan, make sure you two eat something after you're done. Byeee~" He said happily, smiling and waving as he left the room.

I watched him intently until he was gone.

"He really is nice, you know. You don't need to be scared of him- or any of us, for that matter." Keegan said, climbing out of bed and moving over to the medicine cabinet.

I felt bad, being scared of them all when I didn't need to be. But it was hard for me to trust people. I wanted to trust them, I really did, but I couldn't help being scared. It was instinctive now.

"I know... I can't help it..." I said quietly.

"Oh, I know you can't, dear. I'm not blaming you, I'm just saying." He smiled, pulling a pair of scissors and tweezers from a drawer.

I nodded and stared at the floor while he gathered everything else he needed, washed his hands, and put on a pair of gloves. By the time he sat down beside me, my stomach was in knots. It had really only been a couple minutes, but I was nervous, so it felt like a million years.

"Why do you look so nervous?" He chuckled, dousing a cotton ball in peroxide.

"I haven't had stitches removed in a while... I forgot what it feels like." I admitted, laughing nervously.

"Oh, I see. Well it's like... a pulling sensation- it doesn't really hurt, but it feels weird." He explained, gently cleaning the suture site and around it.

That stung a bit, but it wasn't all that bad. I nodded and stared up at the ceiling, trying to relax.

"I'm gonna start removing the sutures now, alright?"

I couldn't help but stiffen as I watched him grab the scissors. I knew he wouldn't hurt me, but doubt always seemed to penetrate my mind and terrify me with the possibilities. I watched his hands intently as he snipped the thread and pulled it out with the tweezers. That felt weird... but at least it didn't hurt like I had expected it to.

We sat in silence as he worked. After about a minute, he paused and looked down at me.

"Breathe, Logan. I'm almost done." He said, patting my hand.

I jumped. I had been so focused on sitting as still as possible that I hadn't noticed him move.

"Hmm? What is it?" I asked.

"I said I'm almost done. Just 5 more..."

He finished up quickly, his practiced hands working with the speed of someone who's done this thousands of times- and he probably has.

"Okay, just let me clean it again, then we'll be done and you can have some food. I'll just clean your other wounds later."

He was (finally) done after another minute or so. I sighed in relief and slumped back against the pillows.

"You're so cute." Keegan grinned as he washed his hands.

I turned my head to look at him and replied, "Not when I stand next to you."

"Nope, you're always cute."

Before I could argue, he walked over to me and kissed me on the head. My blush returned again and I huffed, not even bothering to try and hide it this time.

"Must you make me blush all the time?" I whined... but that doesn't mean I wanted him to stop.

He laughed and said, "Yes, because it's adorable. Now, what do you want to eat?"

I shrugged.

"...You're not hungry, are you?" He sighed.

"No, not really... Are you mad at me?" I asked fearfully.

"Of course not! I could never be mad at you with that cute face of yours." He smiled, ruffling my hair.

I gave him a small smile and kissed his hand.

"...But I'd be very happy if you ate something."

I groaned and said, "But I'm not hungry."

"Yes you are. You're just scared to eat and you don't want to bother me by asking me to get food for you." He said, sitting beside me in bed.

I sighed and looked at the floor, refusing to meet his eyes. He was right, I didn't want to bother him and I was scared to eat. But I also didn't want him to leave. When he's around, I feel safe and content, but when he leaves my sight... I'm scared. It's almost like having the ground ripped out from under me and just falling... falling... falling through space until he finally returns.

I jumped when he gently took my chin and turned my head toward him, kissing my on the forehead.

"Look at me, Logan. I love you. I'm happy to do anything for you, alright? Whatever you need, just ask. I promise you aren't bothering me. You could never bother me." He said sincerely, pulling me into a warm hug.

I smiled, wrapping my arms around him and timidly kissing him on the cheek.

"Okay... I guess I could have some soup." I relented.

He cupped my cheeks with his hands and said, "Thank you. I'll be back in a few minutes!"

He went to stand up and I grabbed his arm.

"Noooo... don't leave me." I whined, pulling him back toward myself.

"I'm sorry, but I have to. You need-"

The door opened and a smiling Hesh walked in.

"I'll get it, Keegan." He grinned.

I kind of just looked at him with huge eyes. Keegan sighed and shook his head, almost as if he were expecting something like this to happen.

"...How long were you listening?" I asked warily.

"Long enough to know that you two are together and it's adorable! Luke told us this would happen! How does he know these things?!" He asked, his eyes wide in amazement.

"Hesh." Keegan sighed.

"Huh? What?"

"Soup."

He gasped. "OH! Yeah, sorry, I'll get it..."

I was blushing so hard I thought I was going to melt.


A/N: Well, there's chapter 29! I hope you guys enjoyed it! Again, I'm sorry for the long wait. But I'll try to update this story more often, now that I've gotten back into it. Please leave me some reviews and tell me what you thought! :D