Hi I hope you enjoy this story.

TW- Kidnapping, neglect, eating disorders, emotional abuse, death of a child (not Sonny), panic attacks, mentions of suicide.

But I promise there will be plenty of happy parts and lots of fluff.

Set in season 8 but not canon compliant.

eventually Sevasey

"Damn!"cursed Casey as he glanced down at his watch, he kept his eyes glued to the ground as he headed to his truck, Matt was leaving the inn later than he would have liked. Casey had been working as a handyman at the inn for nearly five years, he worked Monday's to Friday's and occasionally he picked up other odd jobs around the town. Matt's house was a short drive from the inn which was located in the centre of the quaint town, he lived in a small rundown house surrounded by fields. There was no mobile phone access or neighbours , the only contact Matt had with the outside world was when he worked at the inn ; even then he only spoke to the owner and occasionally waved or smiled at the customers. In the last five years the only person he had a proper conversation with was Kelly who was also the only person who knew where he lived. When he first moved Matt refused to see anyone, he preferred living in solitude. But Kelly was relentless and every time he had furlough he'd visit Casey, secretly Matt looked forward to the older firefighters visits but he would never admit it.

Normally Casey tried to leave before the local children returned from school but fixing the squeaky back door had taken longer than he had expected. As he watched a small boy maybe seven or eight talking excitedly to his mother Matt felt a stab in his heart. This shouldn't be his life, he wasn't supposed to be alone.

When Matt pulled up outside his humble home a shiny car was parked in his usual space and a tall man was leaning against it,Kelly. Matt furrowed his brows at the person in front of had visited not so long ago , Matt was curious as to what had brought his friend back so soon. Maybe Kelly had a rough call and he wanted somewhere to cool off, it wouldn't be the first time that had happened.

"Hey Severide" greeted Matt jumping out of his truck, he knew if something was bothering Kelly it was best not to ask and just let the firefighter tell him when he was ready. Matt headed towards his house but realised Kelly wasn't following, Matt turned around and examined the man still leaning on the car. He looked tired from driving and he appeared to have just come straight from shift but there was also a brightness in his eyes and a small smile on his face.

"Kelly?",

The man in question walked up to him and placed his hands on his shoulders and stared into his eyes.

"They've found him Matt".

Logan dug into the burger one of the police officers had given to him, he knew they were trying to earn his trust. He was grateful for the food but Logan already knew they were good people, he could tell by the bright spark in their eyes and the way they smiled softly at him. His Uncle Ryder had always told him that the police were good people but they had to avoid them for awhile. Ryder had made a lot of mistakes they wouldn't understand, if Logan wanted to stay with him he had to keep his mouth shut but none of that mattered now. Ryder was never a bad person, Logan knew he'd done a lot of bad things but he had always been good to him, Ryder was a good person who made bad decisions. Logan had lived with Ryder since he was four. They were a happy family, Ryder also had a daughter named Eve. He was in the army before he left to take care of eve when she got sick, they had no money so Ryder got desperate, he crossed a line and got stuck in a life full of pain. Ryder was there the night Logan's mother died but he was always honest with Logan, he even admitted to help killing Logan's mother. However Ryder wasn't like the other people who were there the night his mother died, they wanted to kill him too but Ryder convinced them to let Logan live. Ryder had a house in the middle of nowhere where he'd leave Logan with Eve while he went on jobs. Eve always looked after him but as she got sicker their rolls switched. Logan used to stay glued by her side sitting in an old faded blue arm chair next to her bed as he clung onto the phone, however one day she started to seize and he called Ryder but it was too late. Logan always wondered if he wasn't paying enough attention to her, if there were signs he had missed. After loosing Eve they always moved around travelling from motel to motel for Ryder's work. He had to stay in the damp stinky rooms all day and never talk to anyone but it wasn't that bad. During their long journeys he'd sit in the back of the car drawing the different things they passed, he had a dark blue flimsy notebook which was half full, also there was about ten other notebooks in his rucksack that all varied in size and colour, they were his prized possessions. Between travelling they'd stop in the middle of nowhere, they'd play catch with the old battered baseball he carried around and gazed at the stars when neither of them could sleep.

Now Ryder was gone because Logan had broken the rules. He had been doodling in his notebook waiting for Ryder to return when he smelt smoke, he grabbed his rucksack and ran for the exit but stopped mid stride when he heard a woman screaming for help. He couldn't leave her behind, he ran towards the cries for help. The lady was trying desperately to run out of the burning building but she had two small children in her arms and she was struggling to carry them out. He ran up to her and persuaded her to pass him one of the children. He clung onto the small girl who must have been about three years old and darted down the stairs and out the door. When he reached safety he handed the girl to a paramedic and the mother followed her daughter into the back of an ambulance. Logan tried to disappear without being seen. Ryder always told him to avoid talking to the strangers or doing anything memorable, in case of an emergency he was supposed to head to the meeting point they had decided on, this time it was a phone box outside a tiny coffee shop. However just as he was about to make a run for it a paramedic steered him into the back of an ambulance, he desperately urged himself to resist but he was exhausted and it was getting hard to breathe, begrudgingly he cooperated with the medic.

After the doctor at the hospital checked him over they called CPS, Logan was refusing to give them his name leaving them no other choice. Logan pretended to to go to the bathroom and took off, Ryder had taught him how to get out of places unseen but he must have messed up this time. When he reached the phone box a panicked Ryder was already waiting for him, he grabbed him and threw him into the car. They'd been driving for five minutes when he heard sirens approaching. Ryder turned off the main road and headed down a deserted street but the police cars were still tailing them, before Logan understood what was happening the car stopped and Ryder pulled something out of his jacket pocket. He turned towards Logan and looked into the young boys blue eyes,

"I'm sorry buddy".

As Ryder's apology reached his ears he realised the object in Ryder's hand was a gun, Logan watched the fear in Ryder's eyes morph into peace as he stepped out of the car and aimed for a police officer. Just like that the man who had raised him was gone, Logan's heart shattered into a million pieces. Tears streamed down his face, he was devastated that Ryder had left him behind but he wasn't surprised. They'd talked about Ryder getting a normal job and settling down some place where Logan would be able to go to School but they both knew there was only one way you left the life Ryder was living. Logan knew Ryder would have left this world along time ago if it wasn't for him, he was the reason he stayed so long. Maybe Ryder wouldn't be in pain anymore, that was the only thought bringing Logan comfort.

He listened intently to the cops talking in the other room, they knew his real name but he didn't understand how. He hadn't told them it yet, he tried to but every time he opened his mouth he broke into hysterical sobs. Logan had finally managed to slow down his breathing and stop crying when the police officer returned, he tried desperately to remember the officer's name but his brain felt fuzzy. He nervously tapped his foot on the floor and brushed the blonde straggly hair out of his eyes when the officers name finally popped into his foggy mind, the kind man in front of him was officer Tanner.

"Hey kid we contacted your family, they'll be here soon"assured Tanner.

"B-but they're dead" replied Logan slowly, any other day he might have been annoyed or upset but after everything that had happened he was too tired to care.

"No kiddo you're dads still alive" Tanner informed in a gentle tone. Logan nodded hesitantly, his head hurt too much to dwell on that fact. He diverted his attention to his missing backpack, he looked anxiously around for his trusty bag but it was nowhere to be seen, he felt insecure without it, he had carried it with him everywhere since he was six years old.

"I'll be right back "promised the officer as he left the room once again. A few seconds later he could hear him bickering with another officer before reappearing with Logan's beloved backpack in his hand. But the other officer followed angrily behind.

"That's evidence" yelled the officer.

"It's the kids backpack there's nothing sinister inside" sighed Tanner.

"You don't know that for sure",

"Are you carrying any drugs or lethal weapons?" Tanner asked Logan with a smirk.

"Not today" laughed Logan. The stuck up officer rolled his eyes in exasperation before storming out.

"Here" said Tanner as he handed Logan the bag.

"Thank you" replied Logan hugging the bag to his chest.

"How do you know my real name?" He inquired after a few minutes of silence.

"We ran your DNA, there was a match in the missing persons database",

"Huh, So is that what people call me now?"

"If that's what you want".

"I'm not sure if I suit my real name, sounds too happy, like the name of a sesame street character" Logan explained causing Tanner to chuckle.

"maybe you'll get to used to it" reasoned Tanner earning a sceptical look from Logan.

"Why don't we try it out?",

"What do you mean?" questioned Logan furrowing his eyebrows.

"Hi I'm Ray Tanner what's your name?" Asked ray in an overly cheerful voice holding out his hand causing Logan to roll his eyes before taking the mans hand,

"Hi Ray I'm Sonny Thomas-Casey"