Title: And So It Goes
Author: SLynn
Rating: T
Pairings: Logan/Camille and Kendall/Jo
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Does anyone actually read this? If so, these characters and settings are not mine. I'm only borrowing.

Summary: Katie has a plan, but it's Kelly that ends up needing one.

Chapter 19

Jo had tried to persuade Camille to hear her out the night before, but without luck. Instead she had to wait till Saturday afternoon to tell her the full story. It wasn't like she was really looking forward to this conversation, but Jo knew the sooner they cleared this whole mess up, the better.

As she'd expected, telling Camille hadn't been easy. At first she flat out refused to believe it. Then she'd been angry, confused, hurt and indignant before landing back on angry again.

When Jo finally was able to get a word in, and explain why Katie had acted the way she had, Camille softened a bit. Jo had assumed that Camille of all people would understand anyone being in love enough with Logan to do something crazy, and she wasn't disappointed in that belief.

"Does Logan know?" she asked once she was reasonably in control of her emotions.

"I'm pretty sure he does," Jo answered. "Katie was supposed to tell him last night."

"And that's why she was upset and he was chasing after her," Camille added, that little mystery finally solved.

"Hold on," Jo said as her phone chirped, making her aware that she'd just received a text.

"But that still doesn't explain why he thought I'd go so far to get even with him that I'd make-out with one of his best friends."

Jo held up a hand, indicating she'd be another minute, as she typed out a quick reply.

"He had to have known by then that I didn't even get his letter so..."

"Okay," Jo interrupted, before this turned into a rant. "You know how you're feeling right now that I've told you the truth?"

"Yeah."

"Imagine Katie telling you instead of me and then walking into Logan with his arms around.. I don't know... Stephanie."

"I don't want to imagine that."

"All right, but that is like exactly what happened last night to Logan, so maybe..."

"Okay, okay," Camille sighed, seeing her point. "I can cut him some slack for that. I guess. If he apologizes."

"For what?" Jo asked with a laugh of surprise.

"For all but accusing me of... I don't know what... but it wasn't fair. I mean, James is cute, but come on? I'm not heartless."

"No, you'd rather hire strangers to make your ex jealous."

"Exactly, strangers," Camille said as if Jo had agreed with her.

Jo shook her head and responded to another text while Camille looked on impatiently.

"Can you stop texting your boyfriend for like five minutes. I'm having a personal crisis."

"Sorry," Jo said, putting her phone away. "How did you know it was Kendall?"

"Because you're smiling."

Jo held back a laugh and tried to fight back the blush that had crept up on her.

"My problems? Remember?" Camille asked.

"Your problems will be fixed as soon as you and Logan sit down and talk."

"I'm not so sure."

"Well, come on," Jo said, dragging her by the hand and out of the lobby.

"Where are we going?"

"I'm taking you to talk to Logan."

"No, no, no," Camille said, digging in her heals and coming to a dead stop. "I can't. What am I supposed to say? I at least need to time to think..."

"No," Jo protested. "Both of you need to stop thinking about this and do something."

"All right," Camille said, pulling free and exhaling a breath with her eyes momentarily shut. "When?"

"Kendall said to meet them in fifteen minutes."

"Where?" Camille asked.

"At that little restaurant down the street."

"Fine," Camille sighed. "Let's get this over with."

Kendall and Logan were already waiting for them, only Logan didn't know it. Kendall had convinced him to stop so they could get a quick bite to eat, but was now having a hard time getting him to stay.

"Aren't you done yet?" Logan asked, marveling at how long it was taking him to finish.

"Relax. Do you have somewhere else to be?"

"No," Logan admitted. "I just want to go home."

"And sulk?"

"Maybe," Logan said defensively. "Doesn't matter."

"It does," Kendall said. "I told you. We're going to fix this."

"Yes, well, how? We've talked about it and it's... it's not possible so..."

"Hey," Kendall said with an overly enthusiastic smile. "Look who's here."

Logan turned his head to see who Kendall was talking about before whipping back around and glaring at his friend.

"This is not cool," he said under his breath.

"You said you wanted to sort this out."

"No I didn't. I said I didn't know what I wanted."

"And you never do, so I've decided for you," Kendall finished with a smile, turning to Jo and Camille who had just arrived at their table.

"Hi, Jo," Kendall said, still over selling it. "Hi, Camille. Care to join us?"

"Sure," Jo said, smiling a bit too energetically to be convincing.

Camille said nothing, just pursed her lips and, for a moment, Logan thought she was going to dive for the other side of the table and sit next to Kendall, but Jo was too quick for her and she was forced to sit down next to him instead. They couldn't even look at one another. Logan sat glowering at Kendall, while Camille fidgeting nervously at his side, sending imploring looks in Jo's direction.

"All right," Kendall said, looking from Logan to Camille, before suddenly turning to Jo. "We've got to go. You two have fun," Kendall said as both he and Jo got up out of their seats in record time. "We'll see you later. Bye."

Neither Logan nor Camille had any time to protest, they were gone that fast.

"He didn't tell you I was coming," Camille said as she got up and slid into the seat opposite Logan's.

"No."

"Sorry," Camille said briefly. "I didn't plan this ambush. Jo just told me..."

"No, don't," Logan interrupted. "This is completely Kendall's doing. I can tell."

"Yeah, well, Jo's not much better. She thinks we should talk about this and..." Camille trailed off, having no idea how to finish that sentence.

"Yes, well, we probably should," Logan sighed. This was the part he'd been dreading. "I have to tell you some things that might make you pretty mad. And, however you take it, whatever you might think, please don't tell anyone else. I'm breaking a promise telling you and it really can't go any further."

"Is this about Katie or..."

"You know about that?" Logan asked, his stomach dropping inexplicably as he met her eyes for the first time, before quickly looking away.

"Jo told me."

"How does Jo know?"

"You didn't know Jo knew?" Camille asked, again wondering how much more confusing this whole thing could get.

"Forget about Jo," Logan said, waving the whole matter off. "So she told you everything that Katie did?"

"I guess," Camille answered. "Is there more?"

Logan looked down at his hands and felt himself blush.

"Not really, except..."

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry about last night and kind of losing it when I saw you with James."

"Thanks," Camille said softly, smiling for the first time. "And, I'm sorry about Erik. And making you go to that stupid party in the first place. You were right."

"Who's Erik?" Logan asked immediately, ignoring the rest.

"That guy who wasn't my boyfriend," Camille answered, still embarrassed.

"Oh," he said with a nod. "Well, I shouldn't have gotten mad about him either, I guess. I'm not your boyfriend so I can't... I didn't want us to break up. That was my message to you, basically. I know I wasn't the best boyfriend in the world..."

"You did all right," Camille said with a smile.

"Thanks," Logan laughed, "but I tried. And... and, if we could..."

Logan stopped talking. He'd been looking down at the table, too ashamed to meet her eyes, when she'd reached out and put her hand over his. Without thinking, he took hold of it and squeezed it gently, rubbing his thumb across her knuckles.

"Do you want to be my boyfriend again?" she asked coyly, pressing her foot against his underneath the table.

Logan paused to consider it. It was easier to be indecisive. It would probably be easier to just say no. But when he looked at her he knew what he wanted, but he still didn't know how to say it.

"What about your dad?"

"We'll worry about him later," Camille said smiling brighter, so that there was really nothing more Logan could say about it.

And so he kissed her.

"We do good work," Kendall said, putting an arm around Jo, from where they stood watching across the street.

"We really do," Jo agreed, smiling up at him.

"So," Kendall said, turning with her and taking her hand as they began to walk slowly back to the Palms. "What should we do next? What wrong should we right?"

"I think one's enough for the night. I'm not sure we should press our luck. I'm kind of surprised by this one, given how mad Camille was about what Katie had done. I mean, she knew it wasn't Logan's fault and she understood why Katie did it, but it didn't exactly make her very forgiving."

"Katie?" Kendall said, coming to a complete stop.

"That whole fake message," Jo rattled off. "You know, her purposely breaking... Oh my gosh, you don't know!"

It had been the look on his face that had finally woken her to the truth. Kendall looked furious and nauseous all at once.

"No, I don't."

"I thought Logan would have told you," Jo said, her whole face going red. "I thought that was why you set this up."

"No, he didn't tell me anything. He said he'd promised... "

Kendall broke off, completely unable to process any more of the conversation.

"I shouldn't have said anything," Jo muttered, looking miserable.

"So, Katie did this?" Kendall asked.

Jo, unable to avoid it now, nodded in the affirmative.

"Why? Why did she do this?"

"I really can't say," Jo tried.

"Can't or won't."

"Both," Jo decided on, before following after Kendall as he sped his way back up the street to the restaurant.