A/N: Thank you greatly, again, to the wonderful people who reviewed!

I'm sorry that this is coming out later than I said. I've just been very busy. In about a month I'm going to take the CSET for the first time. It's a very difficult exam that I'm taking in order to get into a graduate school Masters and teaching credential program. I'm taking it in Social Sciences so I can be a history teacher and it covers a ton of material that I've had to review for.

Actually, on that note, so yeah, I'm going to be a history teacher and I'm going to start throwing in a bit of history at the beginning of each of these chapters as a little educational side note. High school history text books usually fail to make most things sound interesting, which sucks because if they would just try and not be so…annoyingly similar, the books would actually show that history is fascinating.

For instance, during the time of the Roman Empire (more than two hundred years after Augusts' rule ended) there was a popular historical writer named Plutarch and he wrote of Cleopatra in 41 B.C. He was talking of her as she arrived to meet a married Mark Antony for the first time (it was when their affair began) and he said of her: "For her actual beauty, it is said, was not in itself so remarkable that none could be struck by it, but the force of her presence was irresistible. Her physical attraction, together with the charm of her conversation, and the character in everything she said or did, was something bewitching." Awesome compliment, right? So, when I first read that my answer to that question, "If you could have dinner with anyone, dead or alive, who would it be?" my answer officially changed to Cleopatra. I'd love to learn how to become "irresistible" and "bewitching." Anyone else with me on that?

That's enough history for now. On to the chapter...

Chapter 3: Thoughts Of Her

She was there again. As soon as he drifted off to sleep she was there again. She was sitting at their usual table wearing the same black skirt and white shirt and picking at the same banana nut muffin.

Having spent the entire day with the same moment from the last dream playing in his head, Logan's immediate actions in this dream were rather predictable. He walked right up to Dana. He ignored the distant look that he had noticed in the last dream and he skipped over stealing her food and calling her a name as he had done in the bad dream and in reality. Instead, Logan walked right up to Dana, dropped his tray of food on the table next to hers, which startled her and made her look up and once she did he crushed his lips onto hers. It was all in an instant that he was suddenly holding her face in his hands and pressing his lips to hers, but she wasn't kissing back and in even less time than it took him to make the quick move, she was hitting at him and trying to pull away.

She roughly forced his hands from her face and wiped at her mouth furiously as she stood to get away from him and yelled angrily, "What the hell Logan?"

Logan was completely confused. Why wasn't this okay? It was a dream, his dream, wasn't he supposed to be able to do what he wanted?

Logan was slapped out of his confusion, literally.

"Try that again and I'll hit you a hell of a lot harder," Dana threatened before storming off.

Logan awoke. It was still dark in his room, but he didn't bother checking the time. This was not how he was expecting his night to go. Why couldn't he just have the good dream again? Why couldn't he go to sleep with a thought in his head and actually have the dream turn out the way he wanted?

The next time Logan woke up it was to the sound of his alarm, which he roughly hit off. When he fell back to sleep after possibly hours of wondering about the dreams, Logan didn't dream of her again, or at all actually. So when he woke up and found it time to head to a dreaded Sunday football practice, he wasn't at all in a good mood. Why he could possibly be having these reoccurring dreams of her was starting to drive him insane, but so was not dreaming of her.

Logan took out some of his aggression on a few of his teammates during practice leaving them a bit more bruised sore than usual. Michael was on the team too and while he had been lucky enough to escape Logan's wrath, he did notice Logan's sudden switch in demeanor. Maybe Quinn was on to something with the whole split personality thing, because as far as they had noticed his last two days had been bad mood, good mood, and then today bad mood again. But Michael wasn't about to approach him about it, not on a day when he was in a bad mood because he didn't want to end up as hurt as his teammates.

But Logan's bad mood continued because he didn't change in the dreams. The dreams weren't exactly the same again. He was still always back at that day, but his objective in them now was always the same and he always went about it in the same poorly thought out way. He would just kiss her, he did try different times in the dream, but it never changed the outcome of his sudden kiss. She would never kiss back and he would always get hit.

He got slapped hard five times and two times when she had the opportunity she kneed him. It was one time each night and now officially a week since the good dream and nine days since the last time he dreamt of the day the way it actually happened and twelve days since the dreams invaded his sleep. Right after she would hit him she would leave and he would always wake up. No matter what time it was when he woke up and how many hours more of sleep he actually got afterwards, he would never have the dream again.

Logan didn't know what was going on. If the dream of her was good then he didn't mind it plaguing his dreams every night, but if it was just going to be him getting hit every night then he didn't want to dream it anymore. But how do you stop having a reoccurring dream? He was actually more interested in getting it back to be good, but mostly he was tired of dreaming of striking out and he wanted something to change.

After a couple of days of thought, on Saturday when a week had passed since the good dream and he had taken seven days of hits, Logan decided to ask Chase for advice. Chase could be smart and insightful, plus Logan knew plenty of embarrassing things about him so if Chase happened to discover what Logan was really talking about, what was really going on, he had plenty of blackmail material so that no one else would learn the truth.

Around five Michael left the boys dorm and headed to meet his date at the movies. It was a first date and Logan wasn't sure how long it was going to last because Lola had tried to warn Michael that the girl that asked him out was complete psycho, but no one else had known her to be insane so Michael didn't listen to her advice to not go and went anyway. As soon as Logan saw Michael leave the building from their window he said to Chase who was at his computer, "Hey, uh, can I ask your opinion on something?"

"I'm not picking out which picture of you looks better again Logan," Chase said without turning around from his computer.

"No that's not it," Logan said promptly and seriously.

Chase swiveled around in his chair to face his very uncharacteristically serious roommate on the couch. Logan seemed uncomfortable and shifted slightly in his seat. He was avoiding looking up at Chase and Chase knew that this must be something important because at this moment he didn't even recognize his long time friend. "Alright, what's up?" Chase asked trying to sound casual despite the fact that he figured this would be a very significant conversation.

Logan managed to access some of his usual bravado and looked up at Chase as he tried to explain without actually revealing the truth, "Let's say, hypothetically, that I was having a reoccurring dream. And one time this dream was really bad, but one time it was really good. And I try to repeat the really good part, but it never works out to be really good anymore. What's the problem? Why can't it be good again?"

Chase was baffled. He was expecting Logan to reveal something about an illness or likewise serious forever life changing situation. But a reoccurring dream? Really? Then again, this was the most serious he had ever seen Logan after seven years of knowing him so he tried to carefully consider the question. After a minute of thought Chase offered the only thing he could come up with from the information Logan was supplying, "Well, maybe you're missing something. Like you said you try to repeat the good part, but was there more good parts? Or other factors to the good part? I don't know man, I mean without details I can't really…figure out much."

Chase had semi trailed off because Logan didn't seem to be listening completely by the time he mentioned details. Logan was considering what Chase had said. Surprisingly, without actually having to give anything away, Chase might have come up with something useful. After all, that good dream had had other differences in it beside the kiss. And now that he thought about it, it was her that decided to and actually did kiss him. And they had been packing stuff up in the same room without bickering. And they didn't start the morning with insults. And she told him, willingly, that she wouldn't be coming back. He was nice, well nicer, in the good dream and it had worked out well in the end, very well.

Logan was brought out of his thoughts by Chase's continued advice, "Overall though-hypothetically of course-if someone was having a reoccurring dream, then I'd tell them that they need to figure out why. I mean, obviously they're having this dream because it's trying to tell them something, so for it to stop they need to figure out why they're having it."

Stop? Logan's mind stuck on the idea for a second. He hadn't actually considered stopping the dreams or wanting them to stop; he just didn't want them to be bad anymore. He did want to know why he was suddenly dreaming of her, but he never considered that discovering why may make the dreams stop.

Knowing that he was doing something out of character and arousing suspicion with his "hypothetical" scenario, Logan stood up and said as he crossed the room to the door, "Thanks. That should help. Well, I'm off. I'm going to go take credit for your advice when I give it to the person who really needs it."

Chase watched Logan make a quick exit from the room and he knew that what Logan said was very Logan like, but his suspicion wasn't quelled as Logan would have hoped. Six hours later Chase's suspicion that the situation wasn't so hypothetical for Logan was only further confirmed because Logan went to bed…early.

Michael had recently returned from his date and noticed Logan's unusually early bed time as well, only he didn't know about the imaginary situation Logan had pitched to Chase so he felt the need to ask questions. Eyeing Logan rather confused from the couch as he paused his video game, Michael asked Logan, "You're going to bed already?"

"Yeah," Logan responded as if it should have been obvious since he was climbing into bed.

"But it's only eleven and it's a Saturday night," Michael continued, because Logan never went to bed before midnight on a Saturday night.

"Yeah. Goodnight," Logan said shortly, playing it off as if he didn't understand Michael's point, and turning over to face away to the wall so any further questions may be deterred.

Despite the fact that the tack worked and no more questions were asked of him, Logan had a great deal of trouble falling asleep. He was riddled with anxiousness and the noise and light from Michael and Chase's video game wasn't helping. But eventually the video game was turned off, the light and noise gone, and he was able to sleep, to dream.

He was back at that same cool day in May and he was approaching her at the table again. Logan had figured out that what led to the kiss on the good day was his behavior. He hadn't been completely un-annoying, but he was nicer and in return she told him she was leaving, which led to the kiss. So, with that realization Logan hoped that his actions in his dream would change so that things between them could be good again.

His actions did change. He sat in his usual spot at the table-across from her-but this time he greeted her with, "Morning."

Dana looked up from her breakfast and at him like he had just done something completely insane, because such a nice greeting was completely unheard of for them. After a beat she responded because she didn't know what to make of it, "Yeah."

As usual Logan semi listened to the breakfast conversation and he wrote down fake numbers in Nicole's notebook again. But unusually, he didn't pay as much attention to his breakfast. He kept looking up at her and every time he met her eyes, completely caught in his stolen glances; he'd give her one of his trademark smirks.

By the end of breakfast Dana was utterly perplexed. Yeah, Logan flirted a lot, he couldn't seem to help it, but the nice greeting, the staring, and the smirking was just weird.

After agreeing to help the girls pack when they asked for his help, Logan was detained from following the rest of the gang by Dana's vice like grip on his bicep.

Logan turned as much as he could once he felt her restraining grip on him. He smirked and said, "You are free to touch me as much as you want, really I'd like it if you touch me more, but just don't cut off my circulation."

Dana's face quickly turned to one of disgust as she not only released his arm but shoved him slightly to increase the space between them. "Just tell me what you're trying to do so I can get away from you," Dana said tiredly.

"I'm not trying to do anything," Logan said with real innocence because as far as he had realized, he wasn't actually trying to do anything. The Logan having the dream had wanted another dream of a kiss and he had realized what lead to the dream kiss in the first place. But the Logan in the dream just knew that he was being a bit nicer that day and so far it felt good. On the note of being nicer though, Logan requested, "Oh, but I am going to need what you gave to Nicole. You know your phone numbers and e-mail."

Dana's eyebrow arched curiously. Yeah right he wasn't up to something. "Why?" she asked simply.

Why? That was actually a good question. Logan wasn't sure. He just found himself asking for it all of a sudden, he found himself wanting the option to talk to her. Since he wasn't really sure why he had asked for her number, he answered simply and rather immaturely, "Because."

She rolled her eyes at his non-answer and continued to question him, "You know you can't make out over the phone or e-mail and since you think of nothing else why could you possibly want my number and e-mail? Are you going to prank call me because like the six year old you are you still think that's funny? Or are you going to fill my inbox with spam because it would frustrate me?"

Logan couldn't help his response; it was just in the nature of his dirty mind to turn everything into something raunchy. "Well, making out over the phone may not be possible, but there are other things that can be done over the phone," he replied with a suggestive wink.

Dana's face once again contorted to one of disgust. Twice she had now done this in the two whole minutes she was talking to him and she knew further conversation wouldn't differ. "Ew, ew, ew," she muttered as she turned and left for her dorm.

Logan kept his distance as he followed her to her dorm. But he didn't really give her a break from his sudden interest in her because his eyes followed her intently and he knew she could feel him watching by the tenseness of her walk.

Logan spent the afternoon being very active in helping the girls pack and helping Nicole's parents load their car once they arrived. He relaxed and had fun hanging out with his friends, making jokes and spending a very long time mocking their resident advisor. He even assisted Michael in helping Quinn when she asked for aid.

These much nicer than normal, yet done so casually actions, did not go unnoticed to Dana. Once Logan was away with Quinn she had to go make some stops around the school, but if/when she saw him again she knew what she was going to do. She told herself that she was probably going to regret it later and that his behavior today was probably a fluke, but much to her confusion and annoyance, she found herself wanting to go through with it anyway.

Dana got her chance to do what she had decided when Logan appeared at Sushi Rox, from what she had gathered to get his check, while she was there to say goodbye. Now, she was going to say another goodbye. She approached him quickly, not giving herself the time to back down. She reached into the pocket in her skirt and pulled out a piece of paper. "Here," she said holding it out.

Logan had been looking at her slightly confused. First he found her hugging Kazu and then she's giving him something…that was unusual. He took the paper and read it. It was her name, numbers, and e-mail.

Before he could ask anything she explained, "I'm not coming back next fall and I don't know if I ever will be." She was surprised that his eyes instantly grew to a mixture of shock and disappointment. She continued, "My parents, they signed me up to study abroad so I'll be in Paris next August. So I figured this is probably my last time seeing you and I might as well be nice and give you what you asked for." He was quiet, but he kept looking at her like he was trying to decide what say first, but suddenly she was afraid of some of the things that could be said and she continued again, "Don't feel obligated to use any of them or anything. Just, if you ever do want to use them and not just to annoy me…I'll write back if you e-mail me and I'll talk to you if I can if you call. Only if I don't have anything better to do of course, which I'm sure I will."

She had turned things back to normal on him. The banter, the dislike, still there despite the nice gesture. Somehow everything was different and everything was the same all at once. He didn't want her to go and he didn't care that she was going, but what he found weird was that he was having the first felling at all. He didn't know what the right thing to say was, but taking his lead from her he tried to be normal and nice all at once, "I'll have better things to do too, but I'll use these anyway."

Awkwardness almost had the chance to settle between them, but Dana realized that it wouldn't get the chance because she said, "Okay, um, I'm already late. I was supposed to be out of here ten minutes ago." She walked to the door and pushed it open easily and just like the first dreams, the real day, she paused, turned and said with a wave and what could only be described as a sad smile, "Goodbye Logan."

Logan replied quickly, "Bye." His tone was somewhat surprised because her departure seemed sudden now. He knew they would be separating for summer as he was with all of his friends, but unexpectedly he was separating from her forever and she left his life so abruptly as he watched her disappear in the blinding sunlight of outside. The door shut and Sushi Rox returned to its darkness.

Logan awoke to find himself in another dark room, his. The clock read just before four and from a glance across the room he could tell his roommates were still sleeping soundly. It was weird, but despite the fact that the dream did not include a kiss, he didn't feel like it was a bad dream. There wasn't a kiss, but there wasn't a hit. And that moment where she gave him a way to stay with her and told him that she was leaving, it was something he would have liked to have in real life. He would have liked a real goodbye even if it was as brief and sudden as the one in the dream he just awoke from.

Logan resettled in his bed and let out a sigh. It wasn't a bad dream. For those last few minutes with her it was oddly…something, something he didn't recognize and couldn't pin point. And as he laid in bed staring at his dark ceiling, he thought about the dream. A feeling crept up on him like a spider climbing up his spine. If he had gotten the kiss, he wasn't sure if it would have made the dream perfect. It definitely would have made the dream better and good like the dream with the kiss before, but it felt like it still might not be enough. He felt like there was something else he wanted to happen in the dreams; he just didn't know what that was. Maybe whatever it is may have something to do with why he was having the dreams in the first place.

Logan counted the days and realized that he had just had his thirteenth dream about her. And everyday since the dreams began had been consumed with thoughts of her. There had to be a reason why he was suddenly always dreaming of her. There was a reason that Logan was having the dreams of her and with every day that passed it became more vital for him to figure out why, there was only so long she could hang on.

A/N: Anyone notice the change in the writing? Yeah, I know some of you were probably thinking when you found that that I had actually made a mistake, but nope, I intended to do that because it is significant for what is actually going on.

Next chapter is probably, but not certainly, going to be titled Reason Why. Not only will Logan figure out why he's having the dreams, but with a single act he will arise a great deal of concern from his friends, but not as much as he will later.

To those of you reading Discovering Us, I have finally updated my progress on the next chapter on my profile and I will try to continue to remember to do that regularly so anytime you want to find out how it's coming along you can just go there. Or you can always ask me on AIM (sn on my profile), I've been on semi-frequently lately and I'm friendly so feel free to ask questions if you so desire.

Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed the chapter!

-Sarah