Yes I know it's a really short chapter and all but it's just because I ended up with a part in between two parts so this is just short fluff stuff!

Enjoy!

I hear you, what you try to teach.

I hear you, but I'll ignore you preach.

I sheered in victory when I finally got the final line sorted. I read through twice before coming to a conclusion. It needed another verse. This time it came easier.

You touch me, but I flinch away.

You touch me, almost every day.

You touch me yet I have nothing to say.

You touch me and I wish you'd stay.

I

I was stuck again. I read through the last verse and felt my heart ache a little. It really did feel that way. He was so close to me but I couldn't reach him. I wanted him near, but I also wanted him far away. I heaved a sigh and got up. Arthur would probably be leaving soon. Marie, Peter and Charlie had fled to friends the moment they were excused from the table, leaving me, Logan and Wy alone at home. Arthur gave me a smile in the hallway before leaving abruptly.

"So what you wanna do, sis?" he asked the girl in his arms.

"Can we watch a movie?"

"Sure! Me, Jamie and you. What do yah wanna see?"

I stared in a mix of horror and pain at the TV-screen. It was almost too painful to watch. I dared a glance at Logan, and he looked just at horrified as I felt. It was just so… fluffy. I should have known that she would choose her new favorite movie. Barbie: Fairytopia. I shot a glance at the digital watch at the DVD-player. It was almost an hour left of the movie and I was dying. I noticed Wy looking at me and I forced a strained smile to my face. Someone please kill me.

It was a little passed nine when the torture finally was over and the sky was dark.

"Can we watch another movie? I have Barbie and the three Musketeers!"

'Please don't.'

Logan looked at the watch as well.

"Sorry, kiddo. I think it's bed time for you now."

"But I'm not tired!" she whined, trying to suppress the yawn.

Logan laughed adoringly and scooped her up.

"Arthur says you should be in bed by nine so that's what I will have to make sure. Say goodnight to Jamie."

Wy still pouted.

"Goodnight Jamie." She muttered before both she and Logan walked up the stairs.

Not much later, we sat in silence on the couch.

"Wanna watch another movie?" he asked while kneeling in front of the shelf with DVD's.

"Sure." I mumbled, too tired to choose a film myself. I had to role my eyes when the intro to Crocodile Dandee rolled in. Logan grinned cheekily at me but I ignored it.

The first thunder came somewhere around ten causing me to tense. Logan smirked.

"You still scared of thunder?" he asked teasingly.

I shook my head and looked back at the movie. Another crack of thunder rolled over, and I had to fight the urge to cry. Had it not been for Logan, I would have run up and hid under my bed by now, but now I had to remain seated.

"I wonder how Wy, can sleep through this." I mumbled shakily.

Logan laughed.

"She could sleep through a tornado without as much as stirring."

I nodded hesitantly. Then the lights went out. I let out an inaudible whimper and finally resorted to reach for a blanket.

"Shit, seems like the lightning hit the wires or something. Now we can't watch the movie anymore."

It was pitch black in the room so it was clearly that Logan didn't see my face cause then he would have noticed that I couldn't care less about the movie. Another crack of thunder came and this time louder. I whimpered again and hid my face completely under the blanket.

"You're still afraid of the thunder, aren't you?" Logan suddenly asked softly. I realized he must have seen me when the lightning flashed.

I shook my head, although he couldn't see and scooted as close to the corner as I could. The next thunder came just above our heads causing the last of my self-control to vanish. I screeched in fear and covered my ears, only wanting for the sounds to go away. My tears fell freely and sobs racked my body as I cried. My crying stopped momentarily when a pair of strong arms suddenly wrapped around me. Not much later, I heard Logan's voice.

"Shh, it's alright Jamie. I'm right here. Nothing will hurt you. It's going to be okay. It's just thunder."

The familiarity of everything caused me to move closer to his comfort and cling onto his shirt when the next thunder came. Logan just held me tighter and petted my hair. This is how Arthur found us when he finally came home. We were both asleep, and my grip had loosened on his shirt, but his arm was still protectively around me. Arthur smiled fondly at the scene and placed my blanket so it covered us both. A tender kiss to each forehead was placed before he went to turn of the now working TV. Just as he ascended the stairs, he turned around with a warm smile.

"I sure hope this peace remains until christmas.