When Julian pulled out the car it was already dark. Logan had had a blast in the zoo jumping up and down, pointing with excitement to his father every single animal he could see. And what a blast, as soon as they got into the car, little Logan had fallen asleep on the passenger seat hugging his brand new lion stuffed animal and drooling all over it.

But that was three hours ago.

So, for three hours Julian had drove anywhere he could think of. With the car in utter silence he had the chance to think better. No, he couldn't run away now –he was married. It wasn't that easy, when things got complicated with Marianne he just couldn't disappear. He had an obligation, a family, a son. He just drove in circles by the Hoover Reservoir slowly, in silence, until Logan moaned uncomfortable and Julian started to feel bad for his son. He couldn't drag him into his own troubles, it wasn't fair.

He opened slowly the door of the chalet with Logan hanged on his neck and walked towards his son's room. When the little boy was already tucked in his bed with his pajamas and his new favorite toy by his side, Julian kissed him softly and turned off the light. Okay then, time to deal with Marianne.

Oddly enough, Marianne was already in bed reading her Danielle Steel novel completely serene. When Julian walked in, she raised her gaze and followed every step he made.

"How was the Zoo?" she asked with a clearly annoyed tone in her voice

"Okay"

"How was Logan?"

"Fine" he pulled off his jacket throwing it on an armchair next to the window.

Marianne rolled her eyes and flipped a page which almost ripped it off by her passive fury. She pressed her lips and took a deep breath "I ran into Logan at the lobby" Julian looked at her curious "Not Logan" she scoffed. Sometimes Julian couldn't think clearly as she often did "Logan! Logan Wright, the guy you won't let me talk to in your reunion!" she retorted bitterly now pretending to be focused on her book.

Luckily she didn't saw Julian's body froze in horror. What in hell is she talking about? That can't be right. He blinked and swallowed slowly, clearing his throat "Is –Is he here?"

"Yeah, he was checking in when I found him" The blonde dropped her book and glared at her husband "Are we seriously not talking about what happened?"

Julian was trying to breathe calmly at the sudden news "I think we're done with that subject"

"I think we're not" she stood up from their bed and crossed her arms by her chest "I think you owe me an apology" Julian narrowed his eyes in disbelief "You always overreact. Always. It's not a big deal, Julian! Even Logan seemed to have forgotten about it!"

Oh my God. And they've talked? "Yeah. Okay, you know what?" he was getting tired of the same song, he was getting tired of her "I'm sorry. I overreacted, I tend to do it. I'm sorry. I'm melodramatic, obviously not too cool as you with the marriage thing. I'm insensitive and a primadonna and –"

"Woah, Julian!" Marianne looked at him as he was insane "I never said those things and… primadonna? I've never call you that, why do you -?"

Great. Just what he was looking for "I'm going for a walk" He cut her off grabbing his coat once again. His wife agreed and frowned in concern. Julian was a troubled guy, she knew that, but this was getting ridiculous. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to go to Ohio in the first place. He was all grumpy since they arrived and it wasn't just the lack of sleep. Marianne may not know him very well because Julian wasn't exactly an open book but she could see some things, and that was one of them.

Julian walked furiously towards the traced path with his gaze fixed in one chalet and one chalet only. When he was at the front door he knocked as a maniac. The light of the living room turned on and from the window a tall figure appeared worried. When he saw who was it he opened the door upset.

"Jesus Jules, you scared the sh-"

"What the hell are you doing?" the brunet cut him off coldly

Logan frowned "I was trying to work until –"

"Cut the crap, Wright. I mean here. What the hell are you doing here" he muttered.

"I-"

"Stalking doesn't suit you Logan"

The blond smiled innocently after a short pause "Hey, I was just trying to work. If there's someone stalking here that would be you" he leaned with a smirk towards the actor "How do you know this is my chalet, anyway?" Julian clenched his fists and took a deep, raging breath. He may or may have not stormed into the lobby asking –screaming- for Logan Wright's chalet number and then left with the same wrath. The employees were truly puzzled after that scene "Ah!" his smirk became an arrogant smile "Wanna come in?" he left the door open and walked towards a three-body couch on the living room, sitting there. Julian stayed in the door frame closing his eyes, counting to ten. Logan watched him amused.

"You hate the woods" the actor snapped.

"No, you hate the woods. Remember that time we went camping?"

And Julian fell directly into his game "You wanted to check into a motel"

"That's 'cause you were complaining a lot" Julian huffed. At least they were talking, they were talking about them. Logan just needed to push a bit more "And we found one and we started laughing in our room and we made love that night, remember?" his green eyes softened, watching Julian's body froze "Do you…do you remember?"

The brunet shook his head and looked down "Go away Wright"

"No" he stood up and began walking towards the actor. When he was close enough, Julian raised his gaze "Do you remember that time, Jules. Yes or no"

Julian pressed his lips and gathered all his courage to nod "Yes." But things won't end the way Logan wanted to. "Oh!" he pretended excitement, "And remember that time in senior year when you broke my heart?"

Silence.

Not even the cold wind or the trees were making any sound. Julian kept smiling mischievously, eyes full of hate. Logan dropped his smile "Go home Logan, you're just hurting yourself" he turned around to walk away triumphantly when he heard a low whisper.

"No" Julian stood still, closing his eyes. Just go. I don't want to keep hurting you. I'm not that strong Lo, please. "No, I can live with that. I'm used to hurt myself, remember?" he could picture him smiling sadly at his last statement "I'm staying. I'm staying for that night and for many other nights that we spent together. I'm staying because no matter how much you hated me that time when I convinced you to go camping we end up having –making love. Ugh, okay" he lifted his hands in surrender, who was he kidding with the cheesy words "we fucked. We fucked that night like crazy. We were so tired after it but it felt nice" He broke your heart. He broke your heart. He broke your heart. He broke your heart. Don't fall for his shit Julian. Don't do that again. You hate him. You really hate him. "It was freaking awesome to wake up and be surrounded by nature in a stupid woodened room. I mean, it's like –"

Logan started to feel a bit anxious with his speech and the fact that Julian hadn't turned around again to face him. At some point he started to feel actually vulnerable, he was letting everything out. He was destroying his brick wall at every word but he felt he owed that to Jules: honesty. But the anxiety, that was something serious. He began to shake a little while he spoke but he couldn't stop "We were there, and it felt so good –so fucking excellent. It was kinda like here" Julian shut his eyes not allowing his tears to come off. Logan suddenly realized that… "Oh god" he started to look around at the darkened place. The shadows of the trees, the wind... It didn't ring any bell to him but, somehow, he felt sure about it "Jules, this…"

"I don't wanna hear it Wright. I'm leaving" but he just couldn't move.

"Marianne told me that you had come here before" Why can't she keep her mouth shut! "That you smiled," and he smiled too. He knew it; he knew he had to stay and fight back for him. No matter how much Julian said he hated him and he didn't want anything to do with him he had stayed in there. He had stayed where once there was a tiny cheap motel with woodened rooms and the best eggs and bacon the couple had ever had. And he had remembered that, that's why he'd smiled. That was his chance; that was his reason; that's how he knew that, despite everything, Julian still had feelings for him "You smiled and –Julian? Julian, where the hell are you going?"

"I'm done talking to you"

It wasn't his brick wall building up again. No, it didn't feel that way. He had felt like that before, he was actually quite familiar with that sudden heat. That exact heat that he'd managed to deal with for almost five years now. It all came in a rush, it came too fast, it came burning everything on its way. The heat started to run through Logan's veins. So, in his all well familiar hit of rage, he just ran towards the guy who was walking away (he always walked away, always) and tackled him down. Julian gasped falling to the ground and a pair of strong arms made him turned around; Logan sat on Julian's stomach and grabbed his wrists tightly.

"You're hurting me, you prick!"

"You're running again!"

"I'm not running!" Julian snapped trying to get rid of Logan's grip "I have nothing else to say to you! Let go!"

"You're still a freaking immature, coward primadonna!" the green in his eyes was so intense that Julian felt actually magnetized to them "Resentful. Obnoxious. Whiny little bitch!" Julian's rage made him stronger and Logan was having troubles controlling him "Julian!"

"WHAT?" his attempts to get rid of Logan ceased. He just stayed there looking at him fumingly.

The heat was telling him to hurt Julian because he deserved it but he had spent almost twelve years in therapy to know better. He may not allow himself to physically hurt him but he had to let it all out "What the fuck are you doing?" he mumbled frantically "Are you pretending again? Are you playing house, is that what you're doing? Don't look at me that way! I know you Larson! I bet you are just letting out all your fucking frustrations because you've never had a real home" Julian frowned and started to battle with Logan's hands again but the blonde's arms were still filled with his rage so it wasn't difficult to control the guy under him.

"Jesus fuck Larson, are you seriously that damaged? You feel unloved and incomplete so you married the first bimbo that crossed your way? You are freaking insane! What about us?"

"There's not us, you asshole!" Julian retorted "You can't be that self-centered! I MOVED ON, LOGAN! Now get off me!"

"No!" he was panting, Julian wasn't the weak guy he used to be when they were at boarding school; his body seemed more toned, stronger, in shape "What's the deal with that freaking Marianne, huh? What is she replacing? Do you miss the feeling of being part of a family, is that what it is Julian?" The actor started kicking the air out of desperation, moving everywhere he could just so he could get rid of Logan's grip "I gotta give it to you Larson. Now you find a way to stop running away every time shit happens: you're tied to your family now. Good" he said with a sarcastic tone "Healthy. Now, just answer me this: WHY"

"Why?" Julian frowned and, with a sudden move, he managed to throw Logan against the cold ground so he could sit on him. The blond didn't even put resistance "Why what exactly? Why I've moved on? Why I have a family now that doesn't involve you? Why I married Marianne? Why I don't love you anymore?" Logan grimaced painfully "I'm not playing house you disgusting, morbid sociopath! The fact that I got married and have a son it's not me pretending. And Stop. Talking. Shit. About. My parents!" the guy cried shaking Logan's body from side to side "You wanna go there? Fine! Let's! So, is it me or you are here because you're trying to get your way, Wright? To finally take the last step into becoming your father" he narrowed his eyes at Logan who clenched his trapped fists. "I've watched you do wrong things in the past but are you really considering breaking a family apart? You swore you will never do that! You swore when you found out the truth about your dad that you will never destroy a family like he had done it! And my family, Logan? Are you really that selfish?

"Congratulations Logan, you've just become your father… only much worse. You are the sum of everything that you hate in him and everything that he hates on you" Logan stopped moving frantically and just stared at Julian frowning "And besides that" he let out a bitter laugh "you came here claiming that you still have feelings for me and whatever the fuck is coming through your head and now you're trying to destroy my happiness? My six-year marriage? You won't let me be happy unless if it's with you and I can't be happy with you anymore" he let go Logan's wrists but stayed in the same position. Logan didn't move an inch either "So, for all that matters…I really hate you. You say you know me? Well, if that's so you should know that all I've ever wanted is to be happy and you are so stubborn that you can't see that it's not with you anymore. It's been ten years since it's not with you"

The actor stood up without taking their eyes off of him "I'm begging you now. I hope you're happy taking my last piece of pride. Go. Please, let me be happy. Please don't cross my way again because I can't do this again. I moved on, please do it too"

And with that, Julian brushed his clothes and began walking to his own chalet. He would never look back; he would never see Logan staying there for a bit longer, thinking. He would never see his Lo feeling like scum, lying on the ground trying to think properly.

He was right. Who was he kidding? He had seen this since he was little, he couldn't do that to his former best friend, to the love of his life. He couldn't break a family. He couldn't be his father. He couldn't see Julian unhappy, not because of him, not again. He had to deal with the idea that fucking Marianne was making him happy now and that he had a son. A Logan. A Logan that will never run away from him, a Logan who would love him forever, that would never hurt him. Maybe he had a point (Julian always talked him into his senses), maybe he needed to leave him alone.

Jules had moved on.

He was just interrupting their lives.

AN: Fourth is coming up! I'm trying to think whether if I should cut it or not. I don't know how to tho :)