For the first time in a long time, Fiona woke up before anyone else, but now anyone else was her, Ellie and Logan. She went into Ellie's room and saw she was still asleep, so left her that way. She saw Logan was still asleep too. She went downstairs and turned on the television to the preschooler's channel. She didn't know why she liked watching those shows so much lately, she guessed because it reminded her of when she was little, the days before school, sitting at home playing with Declan.

The doorbell rang. Fiona sat on the couch. She was afraid it was Bobby. The door bell rang a few more times before the buttons in the door entering the code to unlock it beeped. Fiona's heart skipped a beat when the knob twisted and someone walked in.

"Fiona hey why didn't you answer the door?" Declan asked.

Fiona ran to her brother and wrapped her arms around him.

"Hello to you too, Fi." Declan said returning the hug.

"Where's Logan?" Declan asked.

"Still asleep." Fiona answered, still in Declan's arms. She had missed him so much.

"Where's Ellie?" Holly J asked coming in.

"She's still asleep too." Fiona answered as Holly J went up the stairs to see her baby.

"Are you ok?" Declan asked, looking at his sister.

"Yes, why wouldn't I be?" Fiona asked.

"Well he came here, and he hurt you..."
"No, I'm fine." she whispered.

"Good... I've got to go see Ellie." Declan said, heading up the stairs, Fiona followed him.

"Did you and Logan sleep together in the same room?" he asked, looking into her room seeing Logan there.

"Yes." Fiona answered, "Is that bad?"

"Yes, Fiona did you guys..."

"No, Declan, we didn't." Fiona said in a hushed voice, "He just helped me with my nightmares, he did everything you normally do."

Declan stared at his sister, the thought of her sleeping in the same bed with a boy... the thought of her dating someone still sickened him... but it was better if she was with Logan than someone like Bobby.

Declan kept walking to Ellie's room but Fiona went inside and sat down beside Logan, who was still sleeping. He had been so nice to her. Most boys she knew would dump her as soon as she refused kisses, but Logan didn't. He treated her like a person, instead of a fragile old book, or something that had to be watched over carefully, but at the same time it seemed that he really cared about her.

Declan walked in. "What are you doing Fi?" he asked.

"Nothing." she answered simply.

"Are you alright Fi?" he asked her.

She shook her head and Declan walked over to her.
"What's wrong?"

"Bobby knows where we are." she said.

Declan put his arms around her, "I know, Fi, but that's ok... because I'm here for you, Logan's here..."

Fiona looked up at her brother, "You know what he told me Decs? He said he'd have to come back some time when I'm alone!"

"We'll make sure that doesn't happen then, Fiona, ok?" Declan said.
Fiona nodded.

"Declan help me with Ellie, please!" Holly J's voice came from the other room, Declan got up, gave his sister an encouraging smile and walked out of the room.

Logan woke up and saw Fiona, he smiled at her. "How are you?" he asked.

"Fine, Declan and Holly J are back." Fiona answered facing him.

Logan nodded "So I guess I should go now..." he said, getting up.

"No, stay!" Fiona said without thinking, "I mean, I'd like you to, but we'll ask Declan and Holly J..."

"No, that's alright I don't need to stay here..."
"Logan I need you!" Fiona said grabbing his arm as he walked by, "Please stay." her voice was pleading.
"I'll stay for awhile, ok, but I have to get home someday to check on things." Logan said.

"If you want to go, you can." Fiona muttered

"No, I mean, no, I can stay until after dinner." Logan said, seeing how upset she sounded.

At dinner Logan ate the food like it was the only food he'd ever eaten. Fiona pushed the food around like she had already ate a lot. Holly J fed Ellie food off her plate and Declan ate almost everything.

"Why aren't you eating, did I make it wrong?" Declan asked.

"No, the food is fine." Fiona replied quietly.

"What is it?" Holly J asked, spooning some corn and handing the spoon to Ellie, who spilled it back on the plate.

"Nothing... I'm just feeling a little down." Fiona answered.

"Well, I have to get back home, I haven't been back there for a few days." Logan said, pushing back his chair. He walked around the table and placed his hands on her shoulders.

"I'll see you later." he whispered into her ear.

She reached up and held onto his hands.
"Please don't go..." she whispered, tears about to spill from her eyes.

Logan looked around, a little embarassed, but he didn't know why. Declan and Holly J were both watching them.
He slowly bent down beside her. "Fiona, I have to." he whispered to her, getting up and walking out the door. Fiona got up and grabbed on to his arm.
"Please Logan, please!" she yelled.

Declan got up and held his sister by the shoulders, "Fiona, he has to go, it's not like he'll be gone forever, but you have to let him leave."

She didn't look back at Declan, she only stared ahead at Logan.

"Fiona, I can't stay here, if my mom gets back she'll want me to be there." Logan told her, in the kindest way he could. He slowly lifted her hands off his arm.

She started crying.

"Goodbye Fiona, I'll see you later." Logan said. Declan had to hold his sister by her arm to keep her away from Logan.

Logan walked out the door feeling terrible, but if his mother got home and he wasn't there he'd get in serious trouble. No, what was he doing? Walking away from her when she was so sad? No, he had to keep going because she would act crazy again if he went back now.

"Fiona, what are you thinking?" Declan asked Fiona, who was sitting on the couch crying so much she was shaking.

"Fiona?" Declan asked again.

Fiona leaned against Declan and he put his arm around her.

"Fi, there's something wrong..." he said quietly.

She acted as if she didn't hear him.

"I think you have something wrong with you..." Declan said.

Fiona pried his arms off of her.

"Get away from me, I hate you!" she screamed, "I hate you, and I hate Logan!"
She walked out the door.

"Fiona come back!" Declan said, not getting off the couch, of course she'd come back, and soon too, she just needed to be left alone for awhile, she'd come back in less then a minute.

Fiona didn't know where she was going, she was just trying to get away from it all. She had heard the expression, 'You can't run from your problems' but she didn't care, she'd heard lots of stupid things before.

She walked down the street quickly.

A car slowed down and rolled down the window, "You need a ride home, little lady?" the man asked. He was an older man. Fiona kept walking.

"I just want to help sweetie." he said in a voice that Fiona hated.

She stopped walking and turned around, facing the man "I already got raped once I'm not planning to do it again!" she screamed.

The man laughed and rolled up his window. Fiona reached for her shoe and threw it at the man's car, it hit the bumper and bounced off into the road. She continued walking one-shoed.

After a few minutes another man saw her, he had a beer bottle in one hand. "Hey, how much for a feel?" he stuttered, leaning against a street lamp and placing one arm on her shoulder.

"Back off prick!" she yelled, pushing him away from her.

"Come back, sweetheart!" the man mumbled, reaching for her arm.

"Don't touch me!" she said, walking away. The man had ahold of her shirt and it wripped. She didn't care.

She continued walking, leaving the man giggidy about having a piece of her shirt.

She walked into the park and sat on the swing.

"I'm such a bitch." she said out loud to herself.

"No you aren't, you've just become very complicated."

"Not you again..." Fiona said glumly.

"Walk over to those people, they might have something to make you feel better."

"Been down that trail, don't want to again." Fiona replied, or said... she didn't know what it was called if you were talking to yourself.

"But it made you feel better, didn't it?"

"Am I talking to Victoria here?" Fiona asked, talking about her meth-addict cousin.

"You feel so sad, well that could help."

"Get away!"

A girl with long light blonde hair walked over to her and sat in the swing beside her. "Hello, my name's Tia."

Fiona ignored her, she had been on drugs, of course, those were the only types of people who hung out in the park at night.

"You look a little sad, but you know if you..." Tia began, she held out a joint.

"Get that crap away from me." Fiona told her.

"Well you can do some that's legal then, Gary has a keg..." Tia suggested.
Fiona thought it over... that was better, not as bad... and it would make her feel better...

She drank a lot. "And so this guy thinks that he can beat me up and I'll stay with him, what a dumbass!" Fiona laughed.

Tia took another drink, "You got beat up? I used to get beat up by my boyfriend too!" she said as if it was something to be proud of.

"And so I'm not the only one!" Fiona laughed.

"Wait, no I didn't get beat up, I was... I don't know..." Tia said.

Fiona took another drink, "You know you are awesome!" she said, putting her arm around Tia.

Then she passed out.