A/N: FYI, in my story, Georgie hasn't been killed by the TMK. Also, a huge warning for any who is/was a Logan fan out there. Some serious Logan bashing is about to commence.

Chapter 6: The Wars We Wage

Johnny's head was pounding, but he was still exhausted from his twice-interrupted sleep last night. He took the bottle of aspirin that Carly had left for him out of his pocket and shook four into his hand. Getting ready pop them into his mouth, he realized that he had nothing to drink. Unfortunately, his mouth was still too cottony from last night's drinking to dry swallow anything.

"Hey," he said to the driver up front, "make a stop by Kelly's Diner for coffee." Johnny figured if he was going to have to deal with Trevor on his case for being out all night, the caffeine was needed.

"So what did you need to talk about," Logan asked Lulu after they got their coffee and settled down at a table in Kelly's.

She took a deep breath and came right out with it. "Logan, I don't think trying again is such a good idea."

"What? What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about breaking up. For good."

"What the hell for? Lulu," he said grabbing her hands, "please. You haven't even given me a second chance yet. Don't do this."

"I'm sorry," she said, slipping her hands out of his grasp, "but it's just not going to work. I still think of you and Maxie all the time. I'm no longer angry about it, just disappointed. And the way you treat people – like you can push them around and ignore their requests to leave them alone and starting fights with Johnny every time you see him – it's not respectful."

Logan's eyes grew cold at the mention of Johnny. "I respect the people who deserve respect. Johnny Zacchara is not one of those people."

"What about me? You ignored my requests to be left alone numerous times, Logan. You came to where I lived, where I worked. And Johnny risked his life to save all of ours at the ball. How does that not deserve respect?"

"Is that the real reason you're breaking up with me? Because you want Johnny," Logan asked, narrowing his eyes.

"You know what," Lulu replied, getting up, "this conversation is over. We are over. I don't have to explain again and again to you that Johnny and I are just friends."

Logan grabbed her by the arm and pulled her back to him. "No. We're not done talking yet."

"Let go of me," she bit out.

"Not till you tell me what you see in that guy! He's dangerous, Lulu. He's a mobster and probably a murderer."

"He is not a murderer! And look who's talking about being a mobster. You worked for Sonny!"

"Why do you keep defending him," he asked, tightening his grip on her arm and giving it a shake.

"You're hurting me, Logan," Lulu said, starting to get frightened. "Let go."

Johnny walked up to Kelly's hoping to run in and out. He didn't want to stay around any longer than he had to. He stopped before he got to the door; glancing in the window, he saw Logan and Lulu sitting down at a table. Johnny paused a moment before deciding whether or not he should go in. He didn't want to deal with Logan again – seeing him once today was enough. And he definitely didn't want to see Lulu. Okay, that was a lie. He desperately wanted to see her, but couldn't allow himself to get any closer to her. It wasn't safe.

Johnny kept watch through the window while thoughts ran through his mind. He couldn't hear what they were saying, but it was obvious Logan was getting agitated. Lulu got up, but Logan grabbed her to prevent her from leaving. Again. Then Georgie came out from behind the counter to come to Lulu's aid.

That's when all hell broke loose.

"Logan," Georgie said, nervously but sternly, "let Lulu go! You're going to hurt her!"

"Georgie, stay out of this. It's none of your concern!" He gave Lulu's arm another sharp tug. She bit her lip, refusing to cry out. She wasn't going to let Logan get the best of her.

"God, what is it with you and grabbing me! Holding me against my will doesn't change how I feel!"

"Logan, if you don't let her go, I'm going to call the police," Georgie yelled, grabbing his free arm. "You're hurting her!"

He swung the arm Georgie grabbed and pushed her off. She went sliding across the floor, hitting her head on the leg of one of the tables.

"Georgie," Lulu yelled, as she saw her friend go flying.

The next thing she knew, her arm was free and Logan was planted face first into the wall.

"You touch Georgie again and I'll break your arms. You grab Lulu like that again, and you'll lose your arms. You go anywhere near either one of them again and I'll make sure they don't find all the pieces of your body. How many times have I had to save Lulu from you, huh? HOW MANY TIMES? Are you a moron or do you just have a death wish?"

Lulu scrambled over to make sure Georgie was okay, and Mike came out of the back when he heard the commotion.

"What the hell is going on here?"

"Nothing, sir," Johnny replied, quietly, still holding Logan against the wall. "Just trying to prevent the abuse of two young girls."

"Mike, this guy is crazy," Logan said. "Get him off me!"

"Don't listen to him," Georgie said, "He was hurting Lulu and the threw me across the room."

"Is this true, Lulu," Mike asked, looking at her.

"Yes it is," she answered coldly, looking right at Logan.

As Johnny let go of Logan, Mike said, "You are no longer welcome in this establishment. You come back here and I'll get a restraining order against you."

Logan glared at the group, adjusting the collar of his jacket where he was grabbed. Johnny turned around to check on Georgie and Lulu. "Are you both alright?"

"I think we'll be fine," Georgie answered. "Thank you."

"Johnny," Lulu started to say, "I – Johnny watch out!"

While their attention was off Logan, he grabbed a chair from one of the tables and swung it at Johnny. He tried to dodge, but didn't move quick enough and the chair broke over his legs. Caught off balance, Logan tackled him to the ground. Mike tried to get in the middle to break them up, but was knocked to the side in the melee. They rolled around on the floor for a few moments, each landing punches but neither getting the upper hand. Finally, Johnny was able to get on top and he started wailing away on his face. Once Logan was subdued, he grabbed his gun from behind his back and pointed it right between his eyes.

"Johnny, no," both Lulu and Georgie cried out.

"Why not? Give me one good reason that I shouldn't kill this bastard right now." His hands were shaking. Contrary to popular belief, Johnny Zacchara had never killed anyone before in his life. But the desire to murder Logan Hayes right now overtook his entire body.

"Because he's not worth the effort," Lulu said, calmly, putting her hand on the gun to push it away. "He's not worth going to jail over."

He looked over at Lulu; her ability to keep calm in such a dire situation relaxed him. He rolled off of Logan and sat on the ground. Mike lost no time in hauling Logan to his feet and pretty much dragging him out the door. "Consider that restraining order a go," he yelled out after him.

"Are you okay," Lulu asked as Johnny tried to get up.

"I'm fine," he said. But as he stood, his leg crumpled beneath him.

Georgie and Lulu both rushed to his side to catch him. "You're not fine," Georgie said. "What's wrong?"

"The chair got my leg, and I think I fell on my knee. I'll be okay; it'll just take me a minute to walk it off."

"I don't think so," Mike interrupted. "All three of you are going to the hospital."

"I don't need the hospital," Johnny said through his teeth. "I just want a cup of coffee and to go home."

"Bull. You can't even stand and you have a cut over your eye that looks like it needs stitches. I want to make sure Georgie's head is okay and Lulu's wrist looks swollen. Would you please accompany them to the hospital or am I going to have to drag you down there myself?"

Johnny got enraged again as he thought of Logan putting his hands on both of the girls. Lulu saw the look in his eyes and put her hand on his arm. "We're okay. Just get yourself taken care of, alright?"

He let out a deep sigh. "Fine. My car is out front. We can all fit in there." Trevor was just going to have to wait.

Mike watched as the two girls helped Johnny limp out of the restaurant. He was beginning to think that this Zacchara was not at all like his father.