When Logan woke the following Sunday morning, he could still feel the anxiety coursing through his veins. He reached an arm out, searching for Maddie's warm body beside his on the P&E mats, but his eyes snapped open in panic when his hands touched nothing but air. As his vision focused, he was almost surprised to wake up to the walls of his own room, for the first time in almost a week.

Maddie had insisted that they sleep in their own rooms the night before, and Logan couldn't decide whether it was because of the kiss, or the something else.

Maybe both.

The night before, Logan had seen something. Sort of. Maybe.

There had been the smallest flash of light, in the trees, like the sun unintentionally glinting off a reflective surface, somewhere there never should have been one. But 12 hours later, Logan wasn't entirely convinced he hadn't imagined it.

But he also couldn't quite shake the feeling that someone had been watching them.

The thought made Logan even more eager to find Maddie, and so he threw off his blankets and stepped into the hallway.

He didn't have to go far. A sleeping Maddie opened her eyes at the sound of Logan's door, and gazed up at him from her blanket nest on the floor.

"Sleep well?" Logan asked, jokingly.

Maddie laughed, and gave a small shrug. "Better than rooming with a bunch of prima donnas."

Logan studied her for a moment. Maddie looked far less concerned about her current whereabouts than she had a week ago, even though Logan was sure she hadn't been outside his door when they went to bed.

Maddie saw his expression and shrugged again. "It's a little less upsetting when you know where you'll wake up..." she said cautiously. She stood and casually gathered her blankets, and Logan thought it best to simply gloss over Maddie's sleep-walking and move on.

"Want to go for a run before breakfast?" He asked. "If you want, we can even hold hands, and then the Gallagher paparazzi can spend the entire day trying to come up with our shipper name." Logan was joking, but Maddie's face was serious.

"What did you see last night, Logan?" she asked sternly, and Logan was again reminded that this incredible woman knew him better than anyone else.

"Nothing," he lied, but Maddie leveled a stare at him that said she didn't believe him at all, so Logan tried again. He sighed heavily to feign embarrassment. "There was a rustle in one of the bushes, and I...I got scared."

Maddie studied him a moment longer, and Logan wondered whether his second lie was any more convincing.

"I wonder if we should report it," Maddie considered.

"It was probably just a squirrel or a bird or something," Logan continued. "Please don't make a big deal out of it, Mad."

Maddie nodded slowly, cautiously. "Ok," she said finally. "But if you see literally anything else, anything at all, you have to tell me."

Logan nodded. "Of course."

"And you have to promise you won't use the tunnels to sneak out of the Mansion ever again," Maddie said. "How did you even find them in the first place?"

"Well I've been reading up on the mansion a lot lately," he admitted. "When they rebuilt the mansion they made sure to replicate the secret passages. It was a condition of the endowment actually, some wealthy former student who insisted they were necessary for the mansion to retain it's authentic character. The headmistress's daughter apparently consulted on them, and the plans were incredibly classified. But her map on the 1,234th page of the definitive book on Gillian Gallagher's family history was not."

Maddie was silent. Then she laughed, for the first time, Logan thought, in a long time.

"You made that up," she accused.

"I swear on my life I did not," Logan answered, smiling.

Maddie rolled her eyes. "Guess you really have been making the best of your library study space."

Logan nodded. "I've also been really, really bored."

Maddie nodded, and Logan saw the sympathy in her eyes. "Then maybe you should be attending some of our spy classes," she conceded. "With headmistress Morgan's permission of course."

"But Logan," she continued, her face serious. "You don't have the luxury of not following the rules anymore. No sneaking around. No using what you learn here against us. If you learn with us, you become an honorary sister. You become a part of the Gallagher legacy."

Logan nodded in agreement. "I understand," he said seriously. "Now, about that run?"

Maddie nodded. "I'll meet you downstairs in ten. And if you really want to, I guess we can hold hands for a few minutes. But after that, I'm going to kick your ass."

Logan beamed. "I was hoping you would say that."