A/n: Heylo. Sex scene in this chapter, the rating goes up to an M I am afraid.

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"I never said that!" Dana cried, horrified at what Zoey had just said.
"But it was implied!" Zoey gasped. Dana shook her head and stood up, wanting desperately to get away from Zoey's accusations.
"It wasn't rape!"
"But you said yourself you said no." Zoey said.
"I know." Dana said biting her lip.
"That makes it rape!" She exclaimed, shocked at the revalation that Logan could do something so horrible.
"No it doesn't!" Dana said, frightened at what she had just said.
"Dana! In some places they shoot people for less than that!" Dana shook her head sending her hair flying and closing her eyes trying her hardest not to cry.
"No!"
"Dana oh my god! You gotta talk to the police."
"No way in hell. It was my fault!" Dana gasped.
"All victims say that!"

"I'm NOT a victim." Dana protested. "It WAS my fault."
"Explain."
"No. I'm not getting into this on television. It wasn't rape and that's that."
"I don't believe you." Zoey said. Her eyes were tearing up. "How could he do that to you?"
"I don't know Zoey... my head hurts." Dana whispered.
"Someone elses head is gonna hurt in a minute!" Zoey stood up and ran into the house. Dana's eyes widened.
"Don't you touch him!" She screamed. Because of the baby she couldn't run as fast as Zoey and when she got into the room commotion was already taking place. Zoey had leapt onto Logan's bed and was pummelling him furiously. He appeared to have only just gotten to bed. Dana grabbed Zoey's wrists and dragged her off.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!" Roared Corey annoyed at being awoken.
"THAT'S WHAT I WAS GONNA ASK!" Logan said in shock. Zoey was furious. Dana was having difficulty holding her back.
"YOU JERK!" She sobbed trying to get at him.
"Zoey please..." Dana begged.
"Me?" Logan questioned.
"Yes you, you bastard I'm gonna..."
"Zoey stop!" Dana cried. Her face was tear streaked. "I don't need the stress. Please... come outside and talk to me rationally."

"Rational? Rational! I'll give you rational when I've torn his head off." Dana was using all her strength to hold Zoey back.
"What did I do!" Demanded Logan slightly shocked.
"Yeah was it really worth waking us all up?"
"What did you do! Oh my god Logan you raped my best friend!"
"What!" Monica gasped.
"What!" Honey asked in shock.
"Oh my god!" Cried the twins.
"Huh?" Asked Natalie unable to believe it.
"No I didn't!" Logan growled.
"No he didn't! He didn't Zoey please just calm down."
"Don't tell me to calm down!" Zoey started towards Logan again and Dana knew she wouldn't be able to hold her off much longer. So she panicked.

She had to act fast.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" She screamed, she let go of Zoey, clasped her hands to her stomach and feel to her knees.
"Dana!" Gasped Honey.
"Oh my god!" Dana breathed trying her hardest not to cry. She'd messed a lot up.
"What's happening?" Asked Logan worriedly.
"I think she's miscarrying!" Said a slightly scared Aislin. Dana screamed again, pretending to be frightened at the thought she was losing her baby. She knew damn well she wasn't.
"Dana!" Logan slid out of his bed and bent to his knees. Dana grabbed his hand and started crying.
"Logan... oh my god!" She whispered gritting her teeth. Logan didn't know what to do.
"Get away from her!" Hissed Zoey.
"Logan take me to the diary room..." Dana whispered. Logan nodded, he helped her to her feet and glared at Zoey.
"Like it or not, she needs me right now Zoey. So whatever vendetta you two have against me. Screw it." He led Dana from the room wincing and breathing shallowly.

He led her into the living room and then she slammed the door and straightend herself up.
"I thought you where in the middle of a miscarriage!" He said in shock.
"I should be an actress." Dana said, flopping onto the couch. Wiping away the false tears that she had managed to shed.
"What the hell was that all about. Rape? Dana, rape is a stranger grabbing a girl in the street, holding her against a wall and forcing his way in between her legs. That is so not what happened."
"I know!" Dana cried in frustration.
"So why does Zoey have it in your head that I forced you."
"You didn't force me, you pressured me, there's a difference."
"Pressured you? I pressured you! Ha! That's rich. You're the one who suggested it."
"DID NOT!" Dana protested.
"Ok, so maybe I started it, but you said yes." He sat down beside her.
"I said no!" She argued.
"You definitely said yes. I wouldn't have continued if you'd said no."
"You continued because I meant yes!"

"Huh?" He asked in confusion. Dana curled up, not wanting to talk. "Dana I hate seeing you like this. Where's the strong girl? Where's the fighter?"
"Gone..." Dana mumbled.
"No she's not... tell me why you hate me. I'll try to fix it." He promised. Dana bit her lip.
"You can't fix it."
"Dana, we're having a baby." Logan said softly. "We gotta fix things."
"I said no." Dana said firmly.
"But you meant yes?" He questioned.
"Yes."
"My head hurts." He mumbled, rubbing his forehead. "It wasn't rape?"
"It wasn't." Dana said reassuringly. "But I said no."


"I'm bored." Logan said. He'd been bored for ages. Saturday television was so boring. It was Nicole's birthday and she'd taken Zoey for a shopping spree. Michael and Chase had gone to watch a movie.
"Join the club." Dana said rolling her eyes. Logan was laid out on the couch on his back with his head tilted to watch the TV, taking up all three seats. Dana was sat on the floor, her back against the couch, her neck tilted backwards so she was facing Logan.
"Wanna make out?" Logan asked generically.
"You know what? I'm bored enough. I might just take you up on that offer." Dana drawled.
"Serious?" He asked in slight shock.
"Serious." She nodded.
"Come here then?"
"Are you crazy?" Logan rolled his eyes. He had known that was coming. Making out with Dana Cruz was far too much to hope for. "There are people here... meet me in my room in five minutes. The door's unlocked."

So five minutes later Dana trudged up to 101. She had no clue why she had agreed to make out with Logan Reese but... there was nothing better to do. And she always had had a bit of a crush on him. He was sat on her bed looking bored.
"Hey." She said, closing the door.
"Hi." He smirked. She smiled innocently.
"Miss me?"
"Perhaps..." He took her hands and pulled her gently, so she fell into his lap. He kissed her softly. She pulled back in confusion. "What's wrong?"
"Forgive me for thinking that you were going to French me and not baby kiss me." She said haughtily.
"Oh really? Well then..." He pinned her down the the bed, kissing her again, this time begging for entrance to her mouth. He was still half sat up, she slid her hand up to his neck and pulled him down properly, so he was laid directly on top of her.

"You're good at this." He complimented.
"I know..." She smirked. She deepened the kiss. His hand tangled in her hair and she moaned. Everyone has their thing. Some girls love being kissed on the neck. Others love it when a guy strokes their cheek. Dana loved it when they played with her hair. In her opinion it was the biggest turn on ever.
"You like that?" He whispered, breaking the kiss for a second and running his fingers deep into her curls. She nodded.
"Yeah, it's sexy."
"Are you trying to be Paris Hilton or something?" He asked. "You're talking her and you're wearing a skirt!"
"Are we here to make out or complain about my wardrobe?"
"Who's complaining?" He whispered, kissing her roughly. She slipped her hands around his neck and one of his hands wandered to her bare thigh. Why today... she had chosen to wear a skirt... why today?
"You're amazing." She whispered.
"I know, I know." He kissed down her neck.
"You leave a mark and I'll kill you." She promised.

"Point taken." He said ignoring her request and continuing to deepen the kisses on her neck.
"I'm serious. I don't want everyone knowing that I made out with you, ok."
"Why not?"
"It's a step down for me ok." She mumbled, twirling his curls around her fingers.
"If you say so, I'll stick to kissing you like this shall I?" He slipped his tongue into her mouth and she obliged happily. His tongue playing with hers and begging for more. His hand in her hair was driving her wild, she barely noticed the other one snake even further up her thigh.
"That would be best." She breathed. He kissed her again wanting to silence her. His hand slipped underneath her skirt. "Logan," She whispered, "What're you doing?"
"It feels good... go with it." He kissed her shutting her up for a moment. His fingers tugged at her underwear and he slid his hand down inside it. She gasped slightly.

"Want me to stop?" He asked between kisses. She didn't respond just pulled him into a deeper kiss. He took his as a yes and his index finger began to stroke her clit. She moaned slightly.
"We shouldn't be doing this." She muttered.
"Why not?" He asked, pushing his middle finger inside her. She tilted her head back.
"Oh my god." She whispered, breathing heavily. He kissed her again and began moving his finger deeper. "Logan stop!" He pulled back instantly. "Sorry I... I panicked."
"It's ok..." He mumbled. "I guess I got a little carried away."
"Don't do it again." She whispered, adjusting herself slightly so her underwear was back in place. She leaned across and kissed him. "It uh... doesn't mean we have to stop making out."
"It doesn't?"
"No..." She kissed him again. "Just don't turn it all sexual and stuff."
"Ok." He promised.

She lay back down and pulled him ontop of her. She kissed him deeply.
"Play with my hair?" She asked eventually.
"Why?"
"It's my thing..." She whispered with a shrug. He nodded and rose one hand to her head, forcing his fingers through her hair. She smiled.
"You're beautiful." He said in her ear. She paused.
"You've never said that before..." She said in slight shock.
"I haven't?"
"No..." She hesitated then shamefully admitted."Infact nobody's said that before..."
"Then you're not told it enough." He whispered kissing the top of her neck underneath her ear. "You're beautiful."
"Thanks..." She mumbled. He captured her lips again, frenching her. She was thoroughly enjoying herself, and when his hands began to wander again she didn't notice.

He slid his tongue along her teeth teasingly as he hooked his tumbs along the edges of her underwear and tugged it down.
"Logan no..." She protested weakly.
"Come on..." He whispered. "You know you want to..." He continued, sliding her underwear off of her ankles.
"Logan I don't... stop." She begged. He kissed her cheek softly.
"I won't hurt you." He promised.
"Logan! I said no and I mean it!" There was no strength to her voice. She said it so weakly that he knew she was desperate for it. He kissed her deeply.
"You don't mean it." He said gently. He unzipped his jeans and she closed her eyes. She hesitated for a moment then said.
"Condom." It wasn't a question it was an order.
"Yes Ma'am." He pulled one out of his back pocket.

"Logan... please can we stop?" She asked softly as he slid the condom on easily.
"If I really believed you meant it then I would." He said earnestly. He leaned across and kissed her again. "If you really, REALLY mean no, then you'll stop me." He whispered in her ear.
"I..." Dana didn't know what to do or say. She half wanted to stop him. He was one of her best friends... she couldn't do 'it' with him. Yet, she knew she really wanted it. He knew she really wanted it. "No..."
"No what? No you don't want it or no you won't stop me?" Dana didn't know which she meant. She shrugged slightly.
"I dunno." He very cautiously pushed into her, giving her plenty of time to push him away should she need it. She didn't.

"Ouch..." Dana whispered closing her eyes.
"Guess I should have warned you... your first time hurts." She clenched her eyes tighter shut, not enjoying this experience at all. "Dana relax..." He pleaded. She nodded reluctantly and then paused.
"Kiss me?" He complied. Deepening the kiss and pushing against her even more drove him insane, but Dana wasn't ready yet.
"What's wrong?" He asked as she still didn't appear to be having fun. She took his hand and without saying a word raised it to her head. He knew what she was aiming for. His fingers tangled into her hair.
"Better." She whispered, relaxing into everything. He smiled softly at her, before gently starting to thrust. Her breathing was shallow.
"You're beautiful." He promised. She nodded, needing the reassurance.


"I don't understand though." Logan sighed. "We used a condom, this shouldn't have happened."
"It did though..." Dana said. "And if you'd have listened to me when I said no..."
"It wouldn't have." He groaned. "I know." He glanced at her. She was sat on the couch, now fully sat up. Her hands clasped on her knees. She was staring at the ground. "Dana, you gotta let me in sometime."
"No I don't." Dana smiled slightly. "That's the beauty of this. You have no say in my life."
"But I have a say in the life of our baby surely?"
"No." Dana said firmly. "You don't."
"When you rang up, to tell me you were pregnant... I didn't react great. Hands up I'll admit that." He sat down beside her. "I was scared. But if I recall correctly. You didn't say 'I'm pregnant' or even 'Logan you jerk you knocked me up' you said 'You're gonna be a daddy'."
"So..."
"I want to be a daddy. Not a father. Not a stranger. If I'm not allowed to be with you then why the hell won't you let me be a daddy?"
"Logan I said 'No' You're not being a part of this kids life! Ok! This is my baby." Dana said firmly.
"Dana..."

"NO!" Dana screeched very suddenly. "I SAID NO AND THIS TIME I MEAN IT LOGAN REESE! I'M NOT LETTING YOU PRESSURE ME INTO THIS."
"Dana I..."
"No means no this time." She hurried into the bedroom. Logan sighed and walked out into the yard. And that's where they found him the next morning.

Nobody bothered to wake him. So he lay on the lawn until 2pm in his boxers. When he staggered in nobody looked at him.
"I DIDN'T rape her." He growled angrily, as Honey gave him the evil eye for passing her. "Dana, back me up here?" He asked.
"No comment." Dana said coolly.
"No comment! Whatta ya mean no comment!" He demanded shocked at Dana's response.
"I mean this is my personal business. I don't see why I should discuss it infront of our housemates."
"What! You're going to let the whole country think I raped you?"
"The whole country heard me say what I had to say last night. And if not, it'll be repeated on Plus One." Logan was furious. How could she do this to him? His dad watched this! He fell onto the couch beside her haughtily.

"Dana how far are you?" Questioned Corey.
"Um... three months ish."
"You could still get an abortion." Aislin said softly. Logan stared at her. She smiled slightly.
"No... I don't want to..." She slipped her hand onto her stomach. "It's not the baby's fault the circumstances suck." She pulled her shirt up a little, exposing the bump. She traced light circles on her tummy with her fingers, enjoying the effect it had on the baby. It had started moving, and feeling it's mommy tickle it made it wriggle.
"But you might die. Is it really worth it to have his baby?" Asked Honey. Dana paused. She'd forgotten about the lie she'd been forced to tell her friends.
"I think it is..." She whispered. The baby moved slightly and she smiled at her stomach. Logan was captivated by the scene. He was in love with Dana, and it killed him that she was shutting him out. But he was currently preoccupied with her stomach. The small bump that was there.

Their son or daughter. A baby. Sure a result of a boredom induced fling, but a baby none-the-less. Their baby. Life. A tiny person inside her tummy. One that he would never be allowed to get to know. He felt his eyes tear up and he turned away from the scene. Dana took pity on him.
"Y'ok?" She asked very softly.
"What do you care?" He growled. She was allowing the word to believe he was a rapist. Dana leaned across and took his hand gently. She tugged it closer to her and placed it on her stomach. Her hand on top of his.
"Dana..." Warned Zoey. Logan, however, was relieved.
"Do you know what it is?" Logan asked generically. He already knew she didn't.
"No." Dana said avoiding his eye.
"Any particular preferences?" He asked.
"GIRL!" Chanted the room. They all seriously hated Logan. The idea that Dana Cruz could give birth to a monster justlike him... sickened them.

"Actually I kind of want a boy..." Dana confessed. "But I'm happy with either."
"The results of today's nominations are in. Up for eviction this week is..." Logan sighed. He knew his name was coming before it was even said.
"Logan."
"How did I know!" He groaned.
"Dana." Dana's eyes widened.
"ME! I've only been here two minutes!" She screeched. "You people don't even know me!"
"Zoey." Zoey grinned.
"I'M OUTTA HERE!" She yelled happily. She was positive she was going to be voted out this time.

There were no more names listed. One of the PCA crew were going to be gone tomorrow. No doubt about it. Dana pushed Logan's hand off of her stomach. He didn't protest. He knew, a sickening feeling growing in his stomach as it was that him that was going to get the boot tomorrow. Unless Dana stood up to the plate and told everyone that he wasn't a rapist.

Dana felt physically sick. Maybe it was a late bout of morning sickness. Or perhaps it was the fact she allowed Logan to make a connection with her unborn child after she had sworn it better. Or was it the fact she was 100 percent sure it was she who was going to be leaving tomorrow.

A/n: Oooookay. This chapter seriously hurt my head. Basic summary: It wasn't rape. Dana doesn't want Logan to be her baby's daddy and one of the golden trio will be leaving tomorrow. REVIEW. PLEASE.