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RECAP:

Zoey knelt on the floor beside her crying friend. Zoey had never seen Dana so shattered in her entire life. She cried on Zoey's shoulder, and Zoey rubbed her back trying to soothe her. Chase was in shock to see Logan laying on the floor, dead. It wasn't possible. Zoey was trying to fight the giant lump forming in her throat.

ZOEY: Chase, what do we do?

CHASE: I think we can resurrect him, but won't be easy. I can't do this myself.

ZOEY: How?

CHASE: We combine our powers to snap him out of it.

Dana looked up at Zoey, tear streaked cheecks. Dana found her voice and looked up at Chase.

DANA: Let's do it. I want to do this.

Chapter 9: Mommy Dearest.

Chase walked to Dana. Dana stood up, and looked at Chase with pleading eyes. He placed a supportive hand on her shoulder but then pulled her into a hug. Dana's face was already tear-stricken but fresh tears began to flow. Chase felt horrible for Dana and Logan. Dana was usually the tough one. It fit the group. Chase was the goof, but adorable guy, Zoey was the perfectionist, Logan was the suave but egotistic chick hound, Dana was the tough rebel with a look that said 'Get out of my way or I'll kick your ass', Nicole was the bubbly, energetic one and Michael was the laid-back one with a weird addiction to potato chips.

Chase hugged Dana, but he couldn't help but feel a little teary himself. Logan's death broke Dana and he couldn't see her be tht way. Just yesterday, Dana was a powerful lioness, but now she was a harmless kitten. Chase looked to his girlfriend for help. Zoey put a supportive arm around Dana. Chase and Dana pulled away, and she regained her composure. Dan regained her composure and wiped her tears. She smiled weakly at the couple in front of her.

DANA: Thanks Chase. You too Zoey.

CHASE: Sure, no problem.

ZOEY: We're happy to help.

CHASE: Logan can't be dead though. However, I could bring Logan back to life by myself but there are two problems.

DANA: Which are?

CHASE: One, it's harder to bring humans to life, and if we combine our powers, it'll work. About a 60 chance, which is good. Considering the circumstances. Two, it drains energy. Lots of it.

DANA: So, what are we waiting waiting for?

ZOEY: We need Michael and Nicole here. It'll be ok, Dana. I promise.

DANA: Ok, Zoey. I believe you.

DANA (thought): I love you, too. Logan, I love you. You need to come back to us. To me. I need to tell you how I feel.

A moment later, a flapping noise was heard, followed by thunder. Michael and Nicole landed by Zoey, Chase and Dana. Nicole and Michael had a few bruises and cuts, but other than that, they were fine. Chase, Zoey and Dana were happy that their friends were okay, but Logan's situation was no laughing matter.

NICOLE: Why are we all standing around? Where's Logan?

Chase and Zoey held hands, looked at each other, then at Michael and Nicole sadly. Zoey was trying to blink back the tears brimming around her eyes. Chase sighed sadly, and wiped away a falling tear from Zoey's face with his thumb. He pulled her closer and stroked her hair as silent sobs made her body jerk. Dana looked away for fear of bursting into tears again. She couldn't handle it anymore. It wasn't supposed to be like this. Chase and Zoey were supposed to be making out, Michael and Nicole were supposed to be flirting with each other and Dana and Logan were supposed to be arguing and bickering, which usually ended in Logan getting hurt. Most importantly, they were supposed to be at PCA right now. Not in an abandoned warehouse using their powers to fight off a teenage psychpath. Dana tucked Logan's note away in her pocket.

DANA (thought): It wasn't supposed to end. Not like this. Anything but this.

Michael looked at Chase with great impatience. Something was up, and he wanted to know.

MICHAEL: Dude, what's going on?

Chase looked at Dana as if to ask 'Can I tell them?'. She looked back and nodded yes. There was no point in hiding it now. Chase pulled Michael and Nicole away and left Zoey to left to watch over Dana. Right now, she was not in the best emotional state, and she could do anything now. Michael, Chase, and Nicole stood a foot away from Zoey and a grieving Dana.

MICHAEL: Chase, what happened?

NICOLE: Please, Chase?

CHASE: Ok, brace yourselves.

MICHAEL: Well...

CHASE: Logan's gone...

NICOLE: Gone? Gone where? Like to the mall or something?

Chase smiled at his friend's ditziness. At least something was normal. Michael was still confused.

MICHAEL: Man, define gone...

CHASE: Gone, as in passed away! Never coming back!

NICOLE: Why would Logan never come back to PCA? Why would he leave and not say anything? That is so...so...suckish!

Chase groaned in frustration. He put his head in his hands and let out a small growl. Chase was frustrated at this point. Usually Nicole's stupidity was found amusing, but right now, nothing was amusing. Absolutely nothing. He tried very hard not to snap. It was one hell of a job, though.

CHASE: Ok, let's start over. Shall we?

MICHAEL: Ok. We still want to know.

CHASE: Okay, deep breath. I'll start again...Logan's gone...

MICHAEL: What are you getting at?

Chase couldn't keep it in no more. That was the last straw.

CHASE: Ok. I have three words for you. Listen carefully.

They both nodded.

CHASE: Logan.

NICOLE: WE know that part.

CHASE: Is.

MICHAEL: Logan is what? A jerk? A pain in the ass? Head over heels in love with Dana?

Chase went stone-faced. His voice was emotionless. Logan had been one of his best friends. Michael, Logan, and Chase were like the three musketeers of Schenider Hall, while the girls were the like Charlie's Angels of Brenner Hall.

CHASE: Try DEAD!

Michael was speechless, and Nicole gasped as her eyes widened. Nicole was stpuid, to an extent, but she knew exactly what was death was. It wasn't good, either. Nicole had tears brimming in her eyes. In a matter of seconds, Nicole nuzzled into Michael and cried into his chest. Michael soothed her while stroking Nicole's hair. Michael looked at Chase with sad eyes. Michael looked up, and then looked down.

MICHAEL: You're trying to tell me that...Logan...Oh God-- he's dead?

Chase headed yes solemnly. Michael willed himself not to cry, because he had to be strong for Nicole. Chase's voice softened when he saw Nicole sobbing uncontrollably in Michael's arms.

CHASE: I have a plan. Are you guys in?

Michael's voice cracked and he took a couple deep breaths before answering. Nicole stopped and looked at Chase. Her eyes red and puffy.

MICHAEL: Anything to help.

NICOLE: Me too.

MICHAEL: So...Oh, God, Dana! How is she?

CHASE: I'm not going to lie to you guys. She's in rough shape. I've never seen her so broken. Zoey's doing everything she can to make her relax.

NICOLE: Ohmigosh...Poor Dana.

CHASE: Yeah... Come on, I'll explain my plan to you guys when we get to Zoey and Dana.

MICHAEL: Sure, man...

NICOLE: Ok.

Michael and Nicole followed Chase, hand-in-hand. Dana needed them right now.

Logan found himself in a beautiful place. The sky was a clear blue. The birds singing strangely reminded him of Nicole and her hyperactivity. Paths of gold substituted for asphalt roads and the frsh air felt good against Logan's face. He smiled as he surveyed the beautiful before him. He wanted the Cruz/Reese wedding to happen here. He was loaded and was rich, so why the hell not? He smiled as he thought of Dana. Everything about her made him smile. Dana was playing hard-to-get but he was sure she'd come around. Logan continued to walk around until he heard a voice calling him. Logan found the voice beautiful and vaguely familiar but he was still confused.

LOGAN (thought): Who's calling me? Where am I?

VOICE: Logan…

Logan turned around to see a woman in a flowing white dress smiling at him. She was walking towards him. Logan usually instinct would be to run, but now it was different because his feet were planted to the floor, therefore rendering him immobile.

LOGAN: Who are you? And why do you look so familiar? It's like I've seen you before.

WOMAN: You have seen me before. More than you think.

LOGAN: Who the hell are you? What do you mean by saying I've seen you before? Just tell me who you are, please!

WOMAN: Very well.

Logan foot tapped impatiently while his arms were crossed at his chest.

LOGAN: Well…who are you? And how do you know me? Wait, dumb question. Everyone knows me.

WOMAN: I know you better than anyone though.

LOGAN (raising an eyebrow): How?

WOMAN: Because I'm your mother. Margaret Reese.

Logan's eyes widened. No way in hell this woman was his mother. It wasn't possible. Margaret Rachel Reese is declared legally dead in the state of California. His mother was murdered. Logan ran a hand through his curly hair and sighed. He looked at the woman with confusion in his eyes. Then he felt himself getting mad. If this was some sick joke, it wasn't funny. Logan refused to believe his mother was standing in front of him.

LOGAN (thought): My mother's dead. I saw her body. So did Sammie. She's gone, Logan. Gone forever and NEVER coming back. That's it. End of story.

Logan looked up once again at the beautiful woman in front of him. Margaret Reese was murdered. Someone killed her. He and his sister were motherless, and that's was final. Logan had a void in his heart though, and no amount of money could fill it. As much as he tried.

LOGAN: You're not my mother because she is dead. My sister and I lost her when we and eight and eleven. My mom is GONE, lady. Stop pretending because I'm not falling for it again! I WON'T believe it.

Then Logan looked away from her and spoke in a softer voice, his face still etched with a bit of confusion and hate.

LOGAN: I can't…

MARGARET: Please Logan…you have to trust me.

LOGAN: You come here prancing around to tell me you're in fact my mother, who has been dead for 8 years! How do I trust you? Because I don't know how!

MARGARET: Logan, just look into my eyes. Tell me who you see. Trust me.

LOGAN: No…

MARGARET: Logan…please.

Logan, with great reluctance, stared into the mysterious woman's eyes. First thing he noticed was they were the exact shade of brown he had. It was freaky. He saw nothing, but Logan was determined to prove once and for all, that this lady was NOT his mother. Logan's face expression changed into shock, when he saw a glimmer in her eye. Only his mother had that particular glimmer. Logan looked away when he felt tears, pricking the back of his eyes. He didn't want to seen crying. Margaret knew she was right, but hated to see Logan this torn. She cupped his face in her hands. Logan's eyes were shining with unshed tears, and a small one managed to slide down his check. Margaret wiped it away with his thumb.

MARGARET: I'll prove I'm your mother because you had a pair of Spiderman underwear you wore from the time you were 4 till you were about 7 and a half. You considered them lucky "with the ladies". Trust me, you were a little flirt. You almost got in trouble one day when you pulled up my roses and gave them to Angela Crawford down the street. Roots and all. I was mad, but I couldn't punish you.

LOGAN: Why?

MARGARET: Because I found it cute. You were the little romantic. When you were 5, I got a call saying you were being a disturbance. You're trying to see how many girls you could kiss in one day. Those were one of my better memories.

LOGAN (smilimg): Oh yeah, so you're really are my mother?

MARGARET: Yes.

LOGAN: You're dead, though. Why do I see you?

MARGARET: Logan, honey. I don't know if I can sugar-coat this any other way, but Logan...you're dead. We're in heaven.

LOGAN: Mom, stop pulling my chain. Seriously, where am I?

Margaret's face expression was grim. Logan had never seen his mom's facial so serious before in the eight years he had with her. Logan paled and almost fainted but kept his balance. His throat went dry.

LOGAN: I'm really dead?

MARGARET: Yes. There is hope for you though, you can go back. I have to stay here permanetly though.

LOGAN: Dana...I left the love of my life there...Mom...

MARGARET: You really love her, don't you?

LOGAN (sadly): Yeah.

MARGARET: It'll be ok, promise.

LOGAN: Thanks, but is there a reason why I'm here?

MARGARET: Yes. Logan. There is. I need you to avenge me. You and Samantha.

Logan was confused. What could he and his sister do, unless she knew about his powers.

MARGARET: I've been waiting for the day, you and Samantha would come into your elemental powers. Fire.

LOGAN: How did you know? I only found out last night.

MARGARET: You and you sister were born with these powers. You just never realized them. I saw the birthmark on Samantha's calf when she was born. Three years later, you were born. Only your birthmark was on your left arm. Inner forearm.

LOGAN: So, how do we avenge your death? After you died, Dad was too wrapped up in his movie producimg career to care about us. Who killed you, first of all? And how can Sammie help? She's all the way in Jersey and I'm in California. How is that possible?

Margaret looked at her son sadly. Logan couldn't take it anymore, what was eating at his mom so bad? Margaret stood there, remembering that fateful day 8 years ago. The coldness of the man's eyes. Cold metal going through her over and over. Red puddles of blood forming on the tile kitchen floor. Trying to reach the phone to call the police but fainting on the floor and drowning in her own blood. Soon, darkness taking over her vision. Margaret would never get to see her Loggie-bear or her 11-eleven-year old daughter, Samantha grow up. She'd never get to watch her son getting married, or watch Samantha being walked down the aisle. Margaret would never get to see her grandchildren. She would remain in heaven. Not that she was complaining. Logan had grown into a handsome young man. He was no longer the childish 8-year-old.

Logan hated his mother's murderer right now. Something told him right in the center of his gut that maybe his mother revealing her killer might push him over the egde. Logan was angry, and his voice got low and cold. Just because you were as loaded as Bill Gates, that didn't mean money made you careless towards your own mother.

LOGAN (angry): Who killed you?

MARGARET: Davis...Andy Davis...

Logan's throat went dry. He felt like he was going to throw up. He hoped with everything he had Andy Davis had no relation whatsoever to Glenn Davis, because he did, there would be hell to pay. Lots of it. Logan's heart was beating at such a fast rate.

LOGAN (thought): No fuckin' way! That Davis bastard is the reason my mom is gone!

LOGAN (surpised): No...this is too much to handle even for me. Davis?

MARGARET: Yes. That's why I'm giving you this.

Logan watched a sword appeared in a red light in his mother's hands. She held and gave it to Logan. Logan studied the sword with great curiousity. It was the most beautiful thing he had seen, besides his full-sized mirror. The sword was encrusted with rubies, and his initals 'LR' were engraved on the handle. The blade was silver until he gripped the handle. The blade changed to a deep crimson red before his eyes.

MARGARET: Avenge me, Logan. I won't be able to rest in place, until Andy Davis is dead, just like me. I've already spoken to your sister. She'll swing by and help you.

LOGAN: I swear, I won't let you down. Neither will Sammie. I'll avenge you, Mom. For my name is Logan Alexander Reese.

MARGARET: Thank you, Logan. I love you. Until we meet again.

LOGAN: I love you, too. See you on the other side. And thanks for the cool sword.

Logan kissed his mother on the cheeck. A white light enveloped him...

Meanwhile Chase and his friends were consoling each other. They were getting over the shock. Chase broke the deafening silence.

CHASE: You know what has happened. Logan's gone, but he doesn't have to remain that way. I have the Earth element, and because I do, I can bring Logan back to life. It won't be easy, but we can do it! We have to put everything into it. We'll do it. For Logan.

Chase stuck his hand out.

CHASE: For Logan.

Zoey placed hers on top of Chase's.

ZOEY: For Logan.

Michael placed his hand on top of Zoey's.

MICHAEL: For Logan.

Nicole placed her hand next, on top of Michael's.

NICOLE: For Logan.

Dana placed her hand on top of Nicole's, lastly. Dana looked up and a single tear fell, but she spoke.

DANA: For Logan.

ALL: 1...2...3...STINGRAYS! (A/N: I had to do that. LOL funnie...)

Everyone broke away and took their positions. They formed a circle and joined hands, surrounding Logan's body. It was still pale and cold. They closed their eyes and breathed in deeply.

CHASE (thought): Logan, dude. You gotta come back. PCA won't be the same without you. You gotta pull through.

ZOEY (thought): Please Logan, come back. Dana won't be the same without you and neither will we.

MICHAEL (thought): Man, come back. We need you around. You, Chase and I are the three musketeers of Schneider Hall. Come back and be our third musketeer. It won't be the same without you, man.

NICOLE (thought): Please don't be dead anymore, Logan. We'll miss you wayy too much.

DANA (thought): Please Logan. You can't die. You can't give up. Not on yourself. Never on us. Yes, I said us. Either you come back here, or I'm coming there. Your choice, but I want you to come back.

The 5 of them glowed brighter than usual. The glows shot coloured rays out of each them. Chase shot out green. Zoey shot out blue. Nicole shot out white, while Michael shot out a luminous yellow. Dana's was the most powerful however, and she shot out a blast of black. All of the colours meshed into a rainbow, and then collected into a white ball of light. The ball entered Logan's body, and everyone opened their eyes to see the body glowing a luminous white.

The light was so bright, and they all shielded their eyes. The light exploded and soon the body stopped glowing. Dana noticed Logan wasn't cold anymore. He gained his tan colour. Chase and the rest of them were brerathing heavily. After a while, they all caught their breaths. Dana stayed by Logan's side, just in case he woke up or something.

DANA: Chase, how long will it take for him to wake up?

CHASE: About 5 minutes.

ZOEY: He hasn't lost his powers, has he?

CHASE: Nah, they're just dormant.

Silence.

CHASE: His powers aren't active yet. When Logan gets up, they will.

ALL: Ohhh...

Just as Chase said, Logan beagn to stir and his eyes cracked open. Logan closed his eyes tight because of the light, and gave his eyes time to adjust. He opened them and the first person, he saw was Dana. He called her, his voice hoarse from not being used.

LOGAN (weakly): Dana...

Dana perked up and saw Logan with his eyes open. Logan didn't feel weak anymore. He felt like he was given this sudden blast of energy that could keep him going for hours. Logan sat up and saw Dana, she looked like she had been crying. Logan sat up to get a good look at Dana. Dana smiled though. Dana was so happy, she couldm't contain herself. The last time she was this happy, she'd got into a fight with Lola Camacho, because of it, Dean Rivers kicked Lola out. (A/N: This just proves how much I hate the character. How dare she replace Dana!) Lola was sent to another boarding school.

In her happiness, she captured Logan's lips in a passionate kiss. Logan was waiting for this to happen. He kissed her back, one hand trailing her hair, while the other was caressing her face. Her soft, velvety face.

Ooh work me baby
Shakin' it the way I like
I'm ready to be bad
I need a bad girl (say yeah)
Get at me bad girl

They pulled away, smiling at each other (A/N: It's a miracle...). Logan was happy with Dana, and Dana felt the same way.

DANA: Are you okay?

LOGAN: After that, yeah.

DANA: Good. Don't ever scare me like that again!

Dana leaned in, and nibbled on his ear. Logan smiled. She whispered in his ear, seductively.

LOGAN: Guess you're my girl now, huh?

DANA (whispering in his ear): Yeah, but I catch sticking your tongue in someone's else mouth, I'll rip it out and strangle you with it.

LOGAN (laughing): Violent, much?

DANA (smiling): Just looking out for what's mine.

LOGAN: Baby, I am all yours.

Dana was flustered but didn't show it. He had the sexy smile that made her weak in the knees.

Then Dana got serious for a moment.

DANA: Logan?

LOGAN: Yeah, baby?

DANA: I read the note.

LOGAN: Oh. You did?

DANA: Yes, and I'm sorry about your mom. That sucks. If it'll make you feel any better, I'll help you get revenge.

LOGAN: You will?

DANA: Yeah, I'll use my ass-kicking abilities for good this time.

LOGAN: You don't know how good that makes me feel. Thanks.

DANA: No problem.

They kissed lightly on the lips, then turned to Chase and Zoey. They were talking about something, mood lifting with Michael and Nicole.

DANA: Ok, enough of the mushy stuff. Let's go before those four get any ideas.

LOGAN (seductively smiling): What kind of ideas?

DANA (laughing): Come on.

Dana and Logan stood up, and walked to their friends, hand-in-hand. It was as if by magic, their fingers interlaced. As they were walking Logan couldn't help but grin about the revenge that was forth-coming...

A?N: Hooray! Logan's alive! And dating Dana. The song used was "Bad Girl" by Usher. I don't own that.

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