Camille

I honestly couldn't help but be irritated right now. As Logan and I got into the elevator he tried several times to ease my anger but it just wasn't working. For all I know my mother and father probably have knives at each others throats right now and Thanksgiving would be ruined. Not to mention there's someone waiting for us in the lobby.

"Camille, just breathe." Logan said whispering into my ear.

I leaned into his touch as he wrapped his arms around my waist. It didn't ease the irritation but it still made me feel a tad bit better.

"Don't think about right now, think about later. Tonight. When were are all alone just you and me." He whispered once more.

I smiled as the elevator opened and the Palm Woods lobby came before us.

The usually crowded room was empty except for someone sitting on one of the couches. It was obvious he was male his dark brown hair graying in some places. He faced away from us and as I tried to get closer Logan pulled me back. I turned to him and noticed he had a look of worry.

"Logan, who is he?" I whispered. I didn't want to startle the man.

"Camille, please just stay here." He let go of my hand that he was holding and walked over quickly towards the man.

The man didn't look up as Logan approached neither did he flinch as Logan placed a hand on his shoulder when he sat down. I furrowed my eyebrows as they just sat there not talking just sitting there. It didn't even seem to be an awkward silence either it seemed old something they were used too.

"It's been a long time." I heard the man say

The silence was finally broken and the man finally dared to look at Logan just when Logan decided to look at him. My eyes immediately widened as I looked at the strong resemblance. Besides the gray hair and the wrinkles Logan was the spitting image of that man. Seconds later it all clicked for me. That man was Logan's dad. He was the Mr. Mitchell.

In all my years of dating Logan I had only met his dad once. He was so nice to me and I really enjoyed that day. It had been awhile since I had seen or talk to him. He lived in Minnesota so Logan would go see him every other month but as far as I knew they still talked.

I was brought out of my thoughts when Logan's dad spoke again.

"Logan, are you going to let your lady just stand all alone over there? Camille, please sit down."

I hesitantly walked over and Logan's dad stood as I finally made my way over. He engulfed me in one of his memorable bear hugs and I hugged back as tightly as I could. The only difference between Logan and his father was their height. Logan was a decent 5'10 while his dad was like 6'2.

"Hi Mr. Mitchell. I'm happy to see you. Now you can come up and have Thanksgiving with all of us."

"Oh I just came for a quick visit. I don't mean to intrude." He said sincerely.

"Oh no." I said grabbing his hand, "You are coming with us."

I took Logan's hand too and I dragged both of them to the elevator. Mr. Mitchell still protested but I continued to shake my head showing him I would not relent. He was coming whether he wanted to or not. When the elevator finally opened and we stepped in realization hit me like a ton of bricks.

This would be the first time Logan's dad would be meeting my parents. Not to mention this would bet he first time in awhile my parents have spent this long in a room together. Crap, what the hell am I getting myself into

When we reached the apartment Logan was the first to go in, followed by his dad and then me. I expected fire and my parents both with knives in their hands as they tried to kill each other but I got the exact opposite. Ms. Knight somehow found herself in between my mother and father as the dinner table.

Mr. Mitchell was greeted by everyone and even talked to my dad too. Tension was still evident but at least no one was killing each other. Well, no one was killing each other yet.

After everyone made their acquaintances, I rushed over to the kitchen with Jo to get the food.

"So, how do you think this will all go? No offense but I don't how much longer your mom can take the little side comments from your dad." Jo said.

"Yeah, I know. As long as no food is flying I think everything will be okay. I mean seriously, if she's had this much self control all this time she can last a bit longer." I said hoping I was right.

Dish by dish and with the help of a few hands the food was served. I sat in between Logan and Jo and across from my parents. As everyone was eating and talking it was hard not to smile and just stare. For so long this is what I wanted and even though it's not under the circumstances I had thought of I still got it.

Everyone was joking and laughing just having a good time. Then Logan's dad noticed my ring.

"Logan, is that your mother's ring?" He said abruptly.

Everyone stopped talking and I could feel my hands start to shake as all eyes went to my finger.

"Um, yeah. I, uh, gave it to Camille." Logan said with his voice cracking.

"Wait, are you two engaged?" My mom asked.

Logan and I looked at each other before nodding our heads.

"Awww, my baby girl is getting married? That's so sweet, next thing you know I'll have grandchildren." My mom said excitedly.

I could feel my cheeks burn as I blushed and no doubt Logan was the same way. It was my dad who finally said something.

"You're a little late on that part." He muttered as he glared at the mash potatoes.

My mom gave him a confused look and turned to me for an explanation. Before I could open my mouth James did.

"Oh wow look at the time. It's time for cake." He said jumping up and rushing to the kitchen.

"Oh yeah, cake time. Cake, cake, cake!" Carlos said smiling too.

I thanked god for their quick thinking as I plastered the fakest smile ever on my face and got up.

"Cake on Thanksgiving?" Katie asked.

"Oh, we had to celebrate Kendall's birthday today since we missed it earlier in the month." Jo said as she cleared. the plates.

I could feel my mom's eyes on me but I didn't dare look at her. I got all the plates rounded up to make room for the cake and waited for them to bring it out.

"So, how old are you Kendall?" My mom asked.

"Nineteen. All of us guys are." Kendall answered.

My mom nodded and turned her attention back to me as I put the candles on the cake. We sang happy birthday and separated everyone's piece and somehow my mother never turned her gaze away. I thought I was being paranoid but when I looked in her direction my eyes would always lock with hers.

When there was a moment of silence, while everyone sat and made small talk my mom decided to ask her question.

"Wait, are you pregnant?" She blurted out.

Logan's eyes widened as she said that while Jo, James, Kendall, and Carlos all had their jaws to the floor. My dad was shaking his head, with a disgusted look on his face. Logan's dad was the first to speak.

"Well, congratulations. I know it was hard with LJ but hopefully everything goes fine this time." He said.

"Who's LJ?" My mom asked.

"You're pregnant?" Logan whispered.

"I'm not pregnant mom. I was pregnant three months ago but um it didn't end well." I said. It stung a bit since it was the first time I talked about my son in a long time but I managed not to breakdown.

"Wait, you had an abortion? John, you let her get an abortion?" My mom said jumping to conclusions.

I honestly see where I get my dramatics from. I sighed in frustration as my mom rambled.

"No, I didn't let her get an abortion. It's like saying I let her have sex which I didn't know about until the day she came to tell me about her being pregnant in the first place. And don't try to imply that I'm the bad parent here. I actually stuck around." My dad said yelling.

"You are bad. You never let me see her. I had my rights and you took that away from me. I wrote, called and even visited but you always managed to keep her away didn't you. How am I the bad parent if I'm here now?" My mom said arguing back.

"Exactly, you're here now! You made your decision I was just accepting it."

"How? By keeping my daughter away from me?"

I didn't even want to hear my dad's answer. I walked over to them and managed to get between them.

"Just stop. Please. It's been seven years and you guys still can't be in the same room? How sad is that? I had a damn miscarriage okay? I lost my son and yet Logan still wants to marry me. I've been fine on my own for the longest time and seriously both of you can get out if you don't act like civil human beings. I mean seriously on Thanksgiving? Then again it's you two, so I shouldn't expect anything less huh?"

"Camille-"My mom said trying to speak.

"No, let me talk. I love both of you but I couldn't take the fighting when I was nine and I sure as hell can't take it at eighteen. I love you two but I can't pick sides. For the longest I thought mom was wrong and then it was dad but both of you are just crazy yet I can't let the love I have for you two go. I am begging you to just give me this one day, even if it's an hour or two before you go home, to have both of you here equally. No hate and not necessarily love but some positivity."

I looked to my mom and then my dad and both nodded. I sighed in relief before walking over to Logan's awaiting arms. I buried my head in his chest as he held me close.

Logan

The night came pretty quickly and soon everyone was out of the girls' apartment. I was happy that Camille's parents both agreed to keep peace the rest of the night and even had some nice conversation with my dad.

After cleaning up, the boys and I were so tired after cleaning that we were too lazy to go back to our own apartment. I was going to stay whether I was tired or not in the first place. I couldn't leave Camille. I didn't want to.

The second I closed her bedroom door Camille pulled me into a soft kiss before leading me to the bed. I smiled at the fact that both of us were too lazy to change into pyjamas. We laid there under the covers in our clothes from earlier just staring at each other.

"Logan." Camille whispered.

"Yes" I whispered back.

Suddenly a smile came to her face as she scooted over to me so that our noses were touching.

"We're getting married."

"I know. I wanna throw you a big wedding and I want you to have everything. I want to take care of you."

"I know. But let's take care of each other. I've learned the hard way not to depend on someone for too long."

"Okay, but I'm going to protect you. No one is going to hurt you. I promise I'll try not to either. I honestly have never felt this way with anyone else. I love you Camille. I really do."

"I love you too Logan. Logan?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you want another baby?" She asked.

"Well, yeah. But I mean we should take sometime. I don't want to do what I did last time. I never wanna see you go through that again." I explained.

I didn't. It was my fault she got pregnant and had to go through all that shit after the miscarriage. I couldn't do that again.

"Wait, are you pregnant?" I asked.

"No. I'm just asking. Last time was an accident so I was just wondering just in case it happens in the future."

"Oh. You'd tell me next time around that you're pregnant right? No more secrets?" I asked.

"No more secrets."

We sat there in silence just lost completely in our thoughts. The silence was nice. I loved feeling her warmth and knowing that she was there. I didn't care if one day she stopped loving me. I'll always love her and my heart will always belong to her even if she abandons it. Which I don't think she ever will. This was the person I was meant to spend the rest of my life with and I intend to do so.

For a minute Camille's eyes closed. I thought she was sleeping until she opened her eyes and spoke.

"Together." She whispered.

I smiled placing a kiss on her nose.

"Forever." I whispered back.

Okay last chapter coming up in two weeks. School is kicking my ass right now so I need to focus. Thank you to the readers and reviewers of this story. All of you give me a reason to right. This chapter didn't come out exactly how I wanted but I promise I'll make it up to you.

Heads up, the last chapter is the epilogue and it's in the future. So they're all 21 in it. It's going to be funny and interesting and hint hint there will be and aisle if you know what I mean. So please review and tell me what you think!

Thanks!

Nessa