a/n: Sorry I haven't updated in a while. My stupid computer at home does not like to upload things. And just for the record. I wrote this chapter before the whole Luke/April thing.

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

Logan

I thought Rory was having a lot of trouble accepting this whole situation. I wasn't doing too well with it either. The DNA test was scheduled for 2 days from now and I needed to know Rory was going to be ok with this, no matter the results. The more I thought about it, the more I just wanted this situation to be over. If Jason were mine, I would pay child support, maybe some visitation. But I prayed he wasn't. I was more than content with my and Rory's family. It didn't matter how much I thought about it or how many pro/con list I knew Rory had hid somewhere, there was a kid out there that I might have fathered. The whole concept of this happening again made me doubt my methods of birth control. It was past 10 when I finally left the office, which was a rare occurrence. I quietly tip toed around the house, checking on Cammie and Lawrence, then going into mine and Rory's room. The light was on and Rory was asleep, book in hand. I took the book and looked at the title 'Domestic Abuse and How To Stop It' not usually her style. It was probably for an article. I covered her with a blanket and joined her in them. I felt her scoot closer to me, so I put my arm around her.

Rory

My eyes popped open to an unfamiliar place. It defiantly wasn't my apartment. I looked over and Logan wasn't beside me, it was just blank space. I got up quickly, alarmed. I went searching for my kids, not finding them anywhere. I went into a panic, searching everywhere when the phone rang. The sound was painful to my ears. It was shrieking its ring. I picked it up to stop it.

"Hello?" I asked skeptically. I heard Jacob's voice. "Just leave me alone!"

He was right there, in front of me and pushed me back hard. I fell into the couch, which turned into a bottomless pool. There was no way out, no way to save myself. I held my breath and waited for death, until I saw an arm in the water. I grabbed onto it and held on her dear life. The arm pulled me out and I looked up. It was Logan.

I woke up in a cold sweat. My eyes instantly went to Logan, who was sleeping beside me. It was 2 in the morning, but I wasn't sleeping until I knew everything was all right. I went into Cammie's room and then into Lawrence's. I saw him awake in his crib, which was odd because he wasn't crying. I picked him up and sat in the lounge chair that rocked, and soothed him.

"It's going to be find. Everything will be ok." I told Lawrence as I watched him fall asleep. I kept rocking, trying to convince myself now. I just had to get him to leave me alone.

"Ace?" Logan stood at the doorway. "Is he sleeping?" He asked and I nodded, looking at my precious baby who rested in my arms. "Good, come to bed then."

"I'll be there in a minute." I told him. I gently put the baby back in his crib and walked into the room with Logan. I would figure this out. I would call Jacob in the morning and tell him to meet me on Friday, that we needed to talk. This needed to end now. I couldn't let him play this game anymore. This game where he turned my life into belligerence because of something that never really existed with him anyway. Something that existed with Logan, with my kids, with my Mom and my Grandparents, love. I never loved Jacob. He only numbed the pain from not being with the one I really wanted to be with. He didn't do a good job either, he just made up new scars and caused more demons. This was something I knew Logan could never know about. I couldn't stand the look on his face when he realized that I wasn't the woman he married, that without his knowledge, had become a battered woman and had put his daughter in danger because of my stupid pride. I knew I would never have forgiven myself if anything happened to Cameron. That's why I taught her to be strong and not to take anyone's crap. A single tear slid down my cheek and I made no attempt to brush it away. Then there was the whole Marissa situation. What is Jason was his son? Would we introduce him and his Mother into our family or just send them a check? What if Marissa wanted more than money or a Father for her kid? What if she wanted Logan? Logan was my husband and my soul mate but what if her wiles were strong and pulled him away from us? I wanted to smack myself for being so insecure. Logan loved us, he would never do anything like that, I hoped. I knew I wasn't falling asleep now. I reached into the nightstand and pulled out my numerous pro/con lists from between two pages of a book. I had one for every situation my family was going though. Telling Logan- Lots of cons. Marissa and Jason- cons. Working everything out and returning to normal- pro, pro, pro.