Marie walked into the house and hung her coat on the rack, "AAAHH Shit" she heard from the living room. She walked around the corner to find Logan standing by the window with his hand in a fist around the end of his shirt.

"Logan, what are you doing," she asked walking over to him. She could smell beer, "I'm sorry are you drunk?"

"I had a beer. Ok I had a few." He said letting go of the end of the shirt and looking at his hand.

"Oh My God, Logan your bleeding, Come're," She grabbed his arm and led him to the couch, "sit down. What happened?" She headed into the kitchen and got the band-aids out of the cabinet, "How'd you get in?"

"Your bedroom window was open."

"My bedroom is on the second floor," she said coming into the living room with a washcloth and band-aids.

"I claimed the tree and then I fell out of the tree, landed on my back. Then I claimed the tree again and this time I made it and came down stairs to fix the window," Marie looked at his hand and then looked away.

"EEEWWW Blood," she said starting to pat his wrist with the washcloth.

"That's my wrist," Logan said looking at her, "you're good this you know."

"Well I do have a Kid." She put the band-aid in his hand and he stood up walking over to the window, "What are you doing?"

"I'm fixing the window," He said looking at her over his shoulder.

"You don't have to do that Logan."

"Yes I do because that's what I do. I am the reliable guy, I fix things. Even when it doesn't need to be fixed," he looked down at his hand, "Got a hand full of Barbie."

"Logan what happened?"

"It's my big problem. I try to fix everything, even when nobody wants my help. I am just a burden to everyone that's what I was informed of today. So I am gunna fix your window because that is what I do I fix things." Logan looked at the window.

"No, Logan. That's not true." Marie stood up and walked around the couch.

"Yeah it is. I did it with John. I tried to fix him and he didn't need it. I can't form him to how I want him to be. I try to fix thing even when they don't need to be fixed. Everything I do is a burden on everyone around me. It is my big problem." He let her led him to the couch and sat him down.

"Logan, was it John who said all this to you?" she watched him nod, "You can't let what that kid says to you bother you. Look at him he didn't even graduate High School. He has problems and he is so full of hatred that he lashed out on you. I don't know what I would do without you. You have gotten me out of so many things. You know I was talking to Sarah today. She adores you." Logan's head snapped around to look at her.

"You talked to Sarah?"

"I thought she was you,"

"I'm a man," Logan responded looking at like she couldn't tell the difference between a woman and a man.

"She was in your truck, I stopped her thinking she was you, we talked and you know what she told me, she's even thinking about moving back here to be near you. You tried to help that kid and all he did was fight you about it. I need you sometimes and so do a lot of the people in this town. Don't let what he said bother you because if you are supposed to be a burden on everyone then it is one that I would gladly carry. Now stay here I'm gunna go to the store and get you a real band-aid, one without Barbie." She stood up and grabbed her purse off the coffee table.

"This is fine Marie you don't have to get me a different band-aid. I like the Barbie." He said.

"I know honey but the other kids will beat you up if they see you with it," she said squeezing his shoulder and heading out the door. Logan scooted down and put his head on the back of the couch.

Marie walked out of Summer's market and looked around. She saw John walking out of the bookstore and hollered at him, "JOHN, COME'RE." She started walking toward him and he started toward her.

"WHAT?" He yelled at her when they were standing face to face.

"YOU HAVE SOME NERVE. HOW DARE YOU TREAT LOGAN LIKE THAT? AFTER EVERYTHING HE'S DONE FOR YOU." She yelled back at him.

"OH, ARE YOU GUNNA TELL ME YOU'RE ABOUT TO YELL AT ME FOR LOGAN. THIS IS ABOUT KITTY!"

"No this is about Logan. That man only ever tried to do was help you and you just threw it back into his face. He took you in and gave you a chance." She argued back.

"What's your problem? Why is it so important to you that I treat Logan right? I beat you just mad that you never got to yell at me before so you're using Logan as an excuse to yell at me for all the problems you had with me before. You never liked me! You hated me for being with Kitty and you hated me for being more important to Logan then you were for a year and a half. This isn't about Logan, it's about you and it's about Kitty, you're mad that everything didn't go your way. What I said to Logan is true, no one needs him to fix everything all the time. I didn't need him to take me in, I could have taken care of myself but Logan decided to take me in and now I'm standing here listening to you yell at me because you're mad that I hurt Kitty."

"What the hell is wrong with you? Are you still hung up on here because she is so over you. Yes I am mad that you came here, yes I am made that you hurt Kitty, yes I am mad that I never got to yell at you before and yes I am mad that you stole Logan from me for a year and a half. I had NEVER fought with him until he took you in but you are lucky he did. I was there when your mother called and asked him to take you in. He told her no but she sent you anyway. You are so lucky to have him that it isn't funny and if I ever see you again you'll regret it." With her anger taken care of she turned around and walked back to her jeep.

"Hey, Logan, do you remember the time I took your credit card so I could buy Shelly a birthday gift so that the next week she could dump you, which you never told me why, do you remember?" Marie asked as she walked into the door.

"Yeah, I remember why?" He answered standing up to meet her at the door.

"Well, I forgot to tell you that Kitty and I went to a movie that day and I didn't have any cash so I used your card and I never paid you back. I don't know why I'm telling you this now but it just crossed my mind and I figured I would tell you." She handed him the bag with the band-aids in it and followed him into the kitchen.

"You mean on top of spending almost two hundred dollars on cloths for me which I only wear on occasions like the dinner you asked me to so you could ask me for money, court for the first part of my divorce which never went through but is now going to finish, and to Kitty's graduation which is the only reason I ever really wanted to wear it and you're telling me that I paid for a movie too. I am never giving you my credit card again." He took the Barbie band-aid off his hand and started to wash his hand. He then took the supplies out of the bag and started to wrap his hand.

"I meant to pay you back but it slipped my mind and then when you let me dress you up I was having to much fun to remember and when Shelly came in it was kinda weird." She helped him finish the bandaging and then threw away all the trash and sat down at the table with him.

"Yeah, well it was a given that it wasn't meant to last. None of my relationships do very well. I don't think I'm gunna jump back onto that boat anytime soon." He looked down at his hand. Marie studied his face carefully, he looked tired. He had always been a strong hold for her and now she was sitting her looking at him knowing that he was hurting but she couldn't do anything.

"Logan, why don't you and me have a movie night tonight. We can stay up all night and watch a bunch of classics. Then you could crawl into the diner tomorrow half asleep and be grumpier then normal but it would be fun cause I can come in and we could argue like we always do and make everyone else happy OR we could go fishing or to a hockey game. I recommend fishing because I don't have the money for a hockey game, everything is so expensive these days."

"You fishing? You hate fishing, we could do the movie thing but I can't guarantee that I wont fall asleep in the middle of the first or second movie."

"We'll, I only really said fishing because a few friends of mine wanted to go fishing this weekend and I don't know how but if you're gunna sleep through the movies, Fishing it is!" she said jumping out of the chair and going to grab the phone.

"I just said we're doing the movie thing, what do you mean fishing it is? Who are you calling?" he stood up and took the phone out of her hand.

"Hey, I need to call the inn and get tomorrow off. We're going fishing because it is unacceptable to sleep during any good movie, which any movie that we will watch is because I wont except anything less then great." She snatched the phone back from him.

"We don't have to go to a lake for me to teach you to fish. I'll go to the lake, if I catch anything I will cook it for dinner and you can come over to the diner and eat."

"No, I'm going fishing. You need an outlet and if you go alone you wont let anything out. You wont think about any of the stuff that's going on like you need to. I know that everything has been really hard lately and I really think it will be good for you to have someone to talk to. We can talk and laugh and drink, I like to drink and talk, so much comes out. Like the other night I had… OH wait I cant tell you until we're drunk by the lake. I'm so excited!!!" She jumped up and down before dialing the phone for the inn, "hey, Jeffrey, I need tomorrow off. Kitty has this thing at school that she needs me to be there for something," she paused for a minute, "Ok thanks. Bye."

"You just lied to someone to get out of work so you can go fishing?" Logan asked with a questioning look on his face.

"Fishing and drinking don't forget the drinking." Marie jumped up and down in excitement.

"Great a day of watching you get drunk off your ass and then having to carry you to bed for the second time in my life." Logan watched her jump up and down and then smiled to himself.

Note: I know this is taking forever but I'm in college and its hard to find time for all the stories I'm working on and homework. The next chapter should be up soon.