A/N: THANK YOU TO ALL THE FANTASTIC REVIEWERS! I'm sorry if I missed anyone in my personal replies, but sometimes I lose track of who I've responded to, so to those of you I missed thank you and I'm sorry. Also to the anonymous reviewers, you guys (and I think there is actually a guy among them) are awesome and I wish I could respond privately to you as well, but since I can't, a big thank you to all of you as well.

Oh, and if you were confused as to who Dana will choose by the end of her last chapter, well, that's what I was going for. Don't worry though; you'll be sure of whom she wants very soon.

As you read this chapter, please keep in mind that the story has three more chapters. It is not over. And remember destiny is a tricky mistress.

Enjoy!

I cried for the entire forty minute ride to the airport. I wasn't bawling with violent shudders like I was in Ms. Burtonni's office. They were quiet sobs full of pain that continued for the lengthy silent ride to the airport.

As we neared the stop and go traffic that lead to the airport I started to try and gather myself.

The silent cab driver finally spoke as he looked back at me in the rear view mirror, "He seemed like a really great guy."

"I know," I honestly replied in a small voice. I know Logan is great, he's perfect. Well, he's not perfect, no one's perfect, but somehow him not perfect is perfect. Did that even make sense? I don't even know what I'm thinking anymore. Everything is so messed up.

The cab driver pulled up to the curb of Terminal one just like Logan had instructed him to do. I thanked him as I got out and looked around for anyone who looked like they could be working for Logan.

Suddenly there was a man of about thirty standing in front of me in a flight attendant uniform. He said to me, "Are you Dana?"

"Yes," I immediately replied giving him a somewhat questioning look because how did he know it was me?

He looked me up and down and said, "Well you are exactly how he described you honey. You're such a hot little number! If it wasn't illegal and if I liked women I'd be tempted to lose my job to go after you myself." That's flattering, I guess. "Do you have a brother with legs like yours?" That's probably one of the oddest questions anyone has ever asked me.

"No, sorry," I replied a little distractedly. I really just want to get going before my head explodes from all the back and forth it's been doing.

"Oh well," he said disappointedly. He put his arm out for me to take and I hesitantly took it as he said, "Shall we?"

As he led me into the airport he remembered, "Oh yeah, I'm Gavin by the way and the plane's pilot is Captain Jack. Well his real name isn't Jack, but we call him that because he really likes his Jack Daniels." Okay I don't feel so good about doing this now, not if the pilot likes to drink. "Don't worry he doesn't drink when or around when he's flyingI would not get on the plane if he did," he said reassuringly probably because he noticed my moment of apprehension. "I wish we called him Captain Jack because he looked like Johnny Depp, even scruffy Johnny in Pirates of the Caribbean, but unfortunately if I had to pick someone he looked like it would be Bill O'reilly. Eek! I know!" He continued to ramble the entire long walk to the plane and I nodded and agreed good naturedly, but I was completely distracted.

At least I was distracted until we were just outside Logan's family's small plane about to climb the steps in and he said, "Oh, yes, there's one thing I should let you know. My self and Captain Jack have been instructed by Logan to call you not as I did earlier by Dana, but as Mrs. Reese." Huh? "He said that we should get used to calling you Mrs. Reese because if there was ever going to be another Mrs. Reese besides his mother, you're it." Oh God. I thought now that…he's not even near me or anything, how can he still do this to me?

Breath, just remember to breath. I gathered my strength and said, "Could you please just call me Dana?" I don't think I can deal with anything else right now.

He sighed and replied, "Mr. and Mrs. Reese and Logan are our bosses and until you become Mrs. Reese for real, we're going to have to obey their orders over yours. But I've heard a lot about you over the years and I do know why we're flying you to Connecticut today, so how about I just try not to refer to you by any name at all."

"Thank you," I said sincerely. He gave me a small nod and I followed him onto the plane which was amazing. Lavish, spacious, and kind of homey.

Gavin instructed me to sit in one of the overstuffed, incredibly comfortable, leather seats and as I did so Captain Jack's voice came over the speaker, "Hello Mrs. Reese. I would come back there to meet you in person, but Logan instructed that we get going as fast as possible so we can have you back to him. It should be just a few minutes and we'll be up in the air and on our way. Or estimated time of arrival will be about three o'clock Eastern Standard Time."

As I fastened my seatbelt Gavin came back over to me, "Do you want anything? Food? Drink? You name it, we probably have it."

"No thank you I'm fine," I politely responded.

Gavin turned away and started to head for the front of the plane, but came back and said looking at me seriously, "Now, I was going to avoid this subject, but I just have to say, I've been working for this family for along time, I know Logan really well, and he meant it, all of it. You're the girl for him." He walked away not waiting for me to respond, just leaving me something to think about.

And I know Logan meant everything, always. I've never questioned whether or not he loves me. And I didn't need him to say it today. I didn't want him to say it today. It would have been so much easier to leave if he just didn't say it. But he said it and I knew before he said it that he meant it. I felt it in every one of his kisses. I could even feel it in that first brief kiss. He loves me.

But what if he's not the guy for me?

There's a big part of me that knows the answer to that question. Just like there's a big part of me that has an answer to the question of whom do I love? But I can't just trust that part of me now. It doesn't make sense now.

We're soaring above California now and it's taking all my strength not to scream, "Turn back!" But I'm not going to say it, just like I didn't say it in the cab, even though I wanted to. I want to go back. I didn't even want to leave. I just want to be with Logan and forget about everything else.

And even though all I want to do is go back and forget, I can't forget. I've been saying "I love you" to Sam for over a year. I accepted a ring for him that promises forever just days ago. He means something, with all that he has to. So, I can't turn back.

I didn't turn back. I got to an airport somewhere in Connecticut, I wasn't really paying attention when Captain Jack announced where we were landing. Logan had arranged a car for me, a car to take me to Sam. And just like the plane and Mrs. Reese and…everything that's Logan, I wanted to turn back again, but I couldn't. But, how can he love me so much when I'm putting him through this? How can he love me even when I'm running to someone else?

As I was dropped off at Yale I found I wasn't quite ready to run to someone else. I wandered campus a bit and finally sat down on a bench a few hundred yards away from Sam's dorm building. I just sat there watching it, not quite ready to go in.

It was three fifteen pm Eastern Standard Time when I sat down on the bench and four o'clock when I got off, made one quick stop, and headed for the car, for the airport, for home.

The entire time I was sitting on that bench I just kept thinking how I keep walking away from something all the while all I want to do is run back.

So, I got back on the plane and the first thing I did was call Sam. I got his machine, I left a message.

The flight back seemed incredibly long and half way threw it I finally lost my patience and decided to call Logan. I didn't want to say anything to him over the phone, I didn't want it to be over the phone, but I just had to call him even though I knew I'd get his voicemail since he should be in class (it's only two thirty pm Pacific Standard Time).

I almost dropped my phone as I took it back out because we hit some bad turbulence, but I managed to catch it and dial his number. His voice came over the phone, "You wanted me. You missed me. Leave a message at the…" BEEP.

Silence. I didn't even know what I was going to say. "Hi," I began lamely. Okay, talking, right, "Umm…I'm on my way back and…can you just meet me when I get back? I know you've…you've been perfect and I shouldn't be asking anything else of you, but I need to see you when I get back, as soon as I get back. Umm…I just...Whoa! Hey we seem to be going down pretty fast, maybe we're back let me check, hold on…"

I'm a little freaked out we suddenly just started a very fast descent.

"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Gavin came running out of the cockpit screaming like a little girl and strapping himself into a seat across from me.

"What?" I asked fearfully.

He turned to me. He looks terrified, sweating and panting, "Captain Jack says we're going down. Hold on and whether or not you believe in prayer now would be an excellent time to start praying."

Shocked beyond belief that I was in a plane hurtling towards the ground my phone slipped from my hands hitting one of the front side walls of the plane with force.

I can't believe it. I can't believe now that I am finally heading in the right direction, now that I'm finally heading to Logan, I'm still not going to get there, I'm still not going to be with him.

I'm in love with Logan. I want to be with Logan. And I'm in a plane that literally feels like it is falling from the sky. Damn destiny.

A/N: DO NOT BE MAD AT ME! THIS IS NOT OVER! I swear this has a point, a very important point. It was not for random dramatic effect. And let me remind you, did I say she dies? Because until I say the actual words she is still here. There are three more chapters so be patient. Next chapter will be Logan's and it will be his day without Dana and him getting the message. No, you will not find out what happens to her or him after this moment until chapter 18, which is basically the last chapter followed by an epilogue.

Oh and all the time changes make sense (in my head at least) and I know that flights from one U.S. coast to the other usually take between three to four hours, but for the purpose of the story Dana's flights were only estimated to take three.

I don't know when I'll be able to update again. This Friday the 7th I'm getting my wisdom teeth out and I'm not going to be working or doing any normal activities like hanging out with friends for a little while, while I recover. I'm hoping that that means I'll have time to write, but I have no idea how I'll feel. I'm optimistic that it won't be that bad because I have a high pain threshold, but it would also be just my luck if something went wrong and it turned out to be absolutely awful. Hopefully all will go well and in my recovery time off I'll get a lot of writing done. Besides this I have like four other stories stuck in my head so, I really want to write, but I can't make any promises that I'll actually get to. And this story is my first writing priority, just so you know. When I do get time it comes first.

Thanks again for reading! PLEASE REVIEW!

Oh, and I'll be on aim as Hopelessly 86 for a while tonight (PST) if anyone's bored and wants to talk, just let me know you're from here.