A/N: Thank you to all of the fantastic people who reviewed! It's not a very long chapter, but I hope you enjoy it.

As soon as Dana left for her meeting I went back to my room and hurriedly got cleaned up and dressed. I wanted to get to Ms. Burtonni's office so I could see Dana before first period. It wasn't necessary that I see her, I just wanted to.

I am a little worried still though. This morning was good. She seemed happy and not regretting us, but I'm still worried. She hasn't mentioned Sam. And I'm not going to mention him; at least I don't think I should. Actually I have no idea what the hell to do, but as long as it seems like she wants to be with me I'm just going to be with her.

I got to Ms. Burtonni's office and knocked as I entered saying, "Hey Ms. B," Dana's not here, "sorry I was looking for Dana I guess I missed her." Whoa, she looks…concerned? Sad, maybe?

I decided to leave her in her strange expression, but before I exited she said, "Wait Logan. I need to talk to you," she's looking worse; nervous, depressed. "You may want to sit down," oh no. That's like the universal sign for "I have really bad news." Not Dana, please not Dana.

"I'm in a hurry can you just tell me whatever quick," I said defensively still standing.

"I'm so sorry Logan," she began, looking sympathetic and sorry, as I sunk into the chair knowing that those few words were an ominous sign. She continued, "She said she had to see him."

Oh God, "No," I breathed. Damn it! She's doubting her feelings, but I know she loves me. I feel it in her, I know I do. And now she's going to go see Sam. That sly bastard can only make her doubt us more. "Damn it!" I screamed out loud this time.

Ms. Burtonni glanced at her clock and said suddenly looking hopeful, "She may still be here waiting for a ride to the airport. Hurry, catch her, tell her you love her. I'll cover for you missing class."

I ran out the door heading to the front of the school as fast as my feet would carry me.

I didn't slow down as I saw her still there in the distance, no cab in sight.

She heard my pounding feet approaching and turned my direction. She seemed surprised to see me.

As I came to a stop right in front of her I didn't give her the chance to speak as I pleaded, "Don't go."

"What?" she questioned, "How did you…You were in your room skipping class and you got the note?" she said trying to comprehend how I knew.

Wait, what note? "No Ms. Burtonni told me, I was there looking for you. What note?"

The cab pulled up to the curb next to us.

"I have to go," she said determinedly. She avoided my eyes as she added quietly, "I'm not sure. I'm sorry." Everybody is sorry today. Well, I don't care if they're sorry I'm not giving up that easy.

As she stepped away from me I grabbed her hand causing her to stop and look at me. I begged again, "Don't go." She didn't say anything, her eyes still locked with mine, so I continued, "I know I should have told you not to go four years ago when you left for Paris, but I didn't know then how much I need you. I'm saying it now because I need you here, with me; don't go."

"Don't do this Logan," she pleaded shaking her head slightly with tears forming in her eyes. "Please don't do this," she begged again shutting her eyes causing tears to fall.

Now I'm the one that's sorry because I have to do this, even though she seems to want me to stop so much.

I cupped her face in my hands, brushing away her tears with my thumbs as I said everything I've ever wanted to tell her, "I need you to stay with me, don't go because….I'm in love with you. I love you and I need you and I don't want to spend any more time without you, I don't want to miss you anymore. And this isn't just because of last night or the last week, I have always been in love with you. I didn't know it at first otherwise I wouldn't have let you just walk out of my life for over a year. I don't know when it happened or how it happened, but I know I love you. You file your nails in this way and at odd times that's incredibly annoying, and you hum songs without noticing, and you're really messy and unorganized, and you've got to be the most stubborn person ever, but I love you. I wouldn't change anything about you. You're gorgeous, smart, bold, fun and you just make everything in my life better. Even when I thought you could never love me back, just your presence still managed to make my life better. And I never expected for you to love me back, but you feel it, I can feel it when you kiss me, there's something, there's this," I said and kissed her. I kissed her like I love her because I do. I captured her lips in mine tenderly. I took the time to kiss her properly, slowly, my objective being to leave her breathless and completely sure of us. Caressing her tongue sensually as I let my hand slide to the small of her back pulling her to me more. Once I thought I had proved my point (and because I needed more oxygen) I broke the kiss, opened my eyes, and looked at her. Her eyes were still closed, tears still slowly rolling down her cheeks, and she looked kind of dazed.

That was when I realized it. She kissed me back still. She may not be sure of us, but because of that kiss and every kiss before it, I am. I know she loves me. I can feel it in her when I kiss her. I can feel it in her touch. I can see it in her eyes. She loves me and I have nothing to worry about if she goes. Seeing Sam could only prove to her that she loves me. She'll see him and think of me and come back to me. And if she's not sure then maybe she should see him. I don't want her to doubt us, so yeah, if she needs to go then maybe I shouldn't stop her. She loves me so she'll come back, nothing bad can come of this.

She had opened her eyes now. She stared up at me, her sorrow filled eyes connecting with mine as her bottom lip began to quiver. I know what she's struggling to try and tell me, she has to leave, if she's not going to have doubts she has to leave. I know she's trying to actually tell me she has to go, but I already know, it's in her eyes; the determination, the regret, the doubt, the confusion.

I have to let her go. I wiped away her still falling tears and did what was best for her in saying, "I don't want to see you go. I don't want you to be away from me, but I love you and I want you to be happy. And if you're not sure that you'll be happier with me, that you love me, then you should go. Its okay, I understand, you have to be sure. I'll be here waiting for you to come back."

She smiled slightly and threw her arms tightly around my neck as she hugged me. "Thank you," she breathed as I held her tight rubbing her back soothingly. She buried he face in the crook of my neck for the briefest of seconds before pulling away sniffling and wiping at her tears.

The cab driver had waited patiently, letting the meter run.

As she got in the back seat of the cab, a couple of brilliant ideas popped into my head.

I rushed over and stopped her door from closing. She looked at me questioningly and I explained, "Drop her off at terminal one of LAX airport," I said to the cab driver as I gave him enough money to cover the time he waited and for the rest of the ride. I explained to Dana, "There will be a guy waiting for you to take you to my family's plane. I'll set it all up." She started to open her mouth, to protest I'm guessing since she rarely lets people do things like this for her. I cut her off, "No, you are not spending your savings just so you don't get flights when you want. This is last minute and you might be spending the whole weekend in airports waiting for flight. Take my plane and you decide where it goes and when. If you get up in the air and ten minutes later you decide you want to come back to me then you can, just tell them to turn around."

"Logan you don't have to do this," she said reasonably.

"I know but I want you back here as quick as possible so my motives are completely selfish, I promise," I said lightly and kissed her cheek.

She smiled at me half heartedly. Her eyes were all red, puffy, and the confusion was still there.

I stepped away from the cab and let her go. I let her leave, because she might be confused, but I know she loves me. She's gone, but she'll come back to me. Everything is going to be great. Nothing can go wrong now, I know what's in her heart and it's me. She's going to come back to me, she has to.

She's confused, it's not the end of the world…but, oh God what if I'm wrong? What if she doesn't love me? Maybe I've just been…I don't know…projecting that onto her because I want her to love me. What if she doesn't love me and I just let her leave? What if she doesn't come back to me?

I let her go. If she doesn't come back to me then I think I just made a decision that could cause my life to shatter to pieces. She's my entire world and if she doesn't come back then everything is going to fall apart.

In letting her go, did I just make the biggest mistake of my life?

A/N: So, again, thank you to all the people who reviewed last chapter, but sadly the review count went down severely. I know the direction that the last chapter went may have not been popular so I understand the drop, but I do hope that everyone keeps reading because I can promise you'll be sorry if you don't. Next chapter is definitely going to end with an impact so please REVIEW, let me know you're still interested, and hopefully I'll be updating in about the same amount of time.

Oh, and there might be 19 chapters instead of 18; I'm debating some decisions and I'll keep you posted.

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