Had a horrible week but this chapter was the one thing that made me smile. I really love how this chapter came out and hopefully the sweetness in this will make you smile a but and hopefully the steamy part will make you squirm a bit. Haha. I don't know how the steamy part is written or if it's even steamy at all, but I hope it came out okay.

Thank you all for your continuous support as always.

AN: I don't own anything.

Logan steps out of the taxi, holding an arm out for Camille. She takes it gratefully, smiling up at him.

Her crutches are now gone and for the first time in so long, she feels free. Her therapy sessions had officially ended two days ago, just in time for New Years. As much as they wanted to, it was impossible for Camille's sessions to end early and so they had spent a nice little Christmas together in L.A. They had left early that morning and spent the majority of the time on the plane simply snuggling and kissing. Now they had at last reached Minnesota and as the group of friends went in their own direction, they promised to meet the day after. Kendall and Jo walked hand in hand to meet up with Mrs. Knight and Katie at their house after exchanging good byes and Stephanie and Carlos had done the same. James and Skylar, his new beau, stalked off to James' dad's house first and then walked to his mom's. And yes, the James Diamond had now been dating Skylar for more than a week. They had been dating a for almost two months now and quite honestly, they had never seen James feel this way about someone before. He really cared about her.

The snow had already been falling when they landed since it was Minnesota after all but it was absolutely beautiful. It covered the trees, the ground, the roads… and Logan's favorite, Camille's hair. There were little snowflakes embedded into the dark curls and he thought it made her look even more beautiful. There was a chill outside which Logan and Camille had missed so much. They never thought they'd day this, both being natives of generally cold states, but they actually had missed the cold.

"M'lady," Logan says sweetly, kissing the back of Camille's hand before slipping his arms under her knees and carrying her bridal style.

"Logan! What are you doing?" she squeals but moves closer to him anyways.

"I don't know, I thought it would be more fun this way," he says, shrugging his shoulders as a wide smile is spread across his face.

"What if your mom sees or anyone else sees?" Camille asks, not angry but just amused.

"Hmm, who cares? We're in love and I'm not afraid to let everyone know. Watch- I LOGAN MITCHELL AM IN LOVE WITH-."

Camille slaps her hand over his mouth, "Logan!" she whispers, a small grin playing on her lips. "What's wrong with you today?"

"Me? Nothing. Nothing at all," he says as he tilts his head back and laughs. "I just want everyone to know how much I love my beautiful girlfriend."

Camille laughs quietly, "I know how much you love me. You don't need to tell the entire world."

"Okay," he whispers, bumping their foreheads together. They grin at each other as Logan guides them towards the entrance of his house and pushes the door open. He sets her down, letting her roam the house.

"Logan, your house is amazing! Well I've been here before once, but that was so long ago but I forgot how awesome your house was," Camille calls out from the kitchen.

Logan walks into the living room, surprised that he doesn't see his mother around. If she hadn't come to greet him at the door, he had assumed that she was waiting for him and Camille in the living room.

He spots a folded piece of paper on the otherwise spotless coffee table.

Logan,

Honey, I'm really sorry I couldn't make it even though I promised that I would. I know how much this meant to you but work is just really piling up and I know I should've told you beforehand but I was afraid. I'm really sorry, sweetie. I know I've let you down especially since we haven't seen each other in so long. But I'm sure that you'll make this holiday wonderful for you, Camille and all of our friends and family. I love you and I'm sorry.

Love,

Mom

His heart sinks. He hadn't seen his mother in a year and he was so looking forward to her hugs and kisses and now that something had come up, Camille wouldn't be able to meet her either.

Camille walks up behind him and wraps her arms around his waist. She rests her cheek against the lower part of his shoulder blade. "What's wrong?" she asks, moving in front of him. She looks at him curiously, lifting up his face. "Something's wrong."

"Psh, no. There's nothing wrong."

"Logan," she whispers, giving him a stern look.

He sighs, running a hand through his raven hair. "My mom couldn't make it. I really wanted her to be here but something came up and she had to stay. She's really sorry. I am too."

"Logan," Camille tells him, pulling him into a hug, "You know that that's nothing you need to apologize for, right? I mean yeah, I really wanted to meet your mom but I can always meet her some other time. But right now, we're together and even if your mom can't be here for New Years with us, we'll make the most of it, right?"

"Of course." He wraps his arms around her waist, holding her close as he buries his nose into her dark curls.

They stand like that, letting the silence fall over them. It was peaceful.

"Hey, Cami, I want to show you something. Come with me?" he asks sweetly, touching her cheek.

"Of course." She stands on her toes kisses his cheek before taking his hand.

"Then go bundle up again," he whispers, tugging on her waist before pulling her into a kiss. "It's cold," he whispers as they part, his cool breath tickling her cheeks. He pulls her in for another kiss yet this time it's deeper and… different. Camille can't place her finger on it but it was definitely a good different. She doesn't question it. Why would she? Instead she places a hand on the back of his neck and kisses back for a few brief seconds before pulling away.

"Let's go, Logan. I want to see," she begs, pouting and batting her eyelashes.

"You're too cute," he tells her, lightly tapping her nose, "Let's go."

She blushes before following behind.

Fifteen minutes later they both find themselves in front of a frozen pond. Logan nearly gasps being back there. He's missed Minnesota. The pond was one of Logan's favorite places as a kid and as he grew up, he never grew out of the pond. Kendall, James, Carlos and Logan would always meet there no matter if it was to talk, play hockey or just goof off and it held a special place in all of their hearts.

"It's beautiful, Logan," Camille whispers softly into the wind. It's freezing yet neither of them seems to mind.

"The guys and I have been here thousands of times. We love it here. It's really special to all of us." He slips his hand into hers, intertwining their fingers before kissing their connected hands.

"I love it here already," Camille whispers, looking down at the snow.

"I figured you would." Yet again, the silence fall over them.

"Anyways, I wanted to talk to you about something." Logan tells her, taking her other hand in his as well as he turns towards her.

"Yeah?" she asks, surprised.

"Yeah." He sighs, closing his eyes as if he was trying to gain confidence. He purses his lips together before talking. "You that night when you got… kidnapped?" he asks and she slowly nods, refusing to let the tears come. "I told you that night that I wanted to talk to you and I never got to. Well, I really wanted to ask you something."

"Logan-," Camille protests before Logan places his index finger over her pink lips.

"Shh. I need to do this. These past months we have been through so much and even though we've struggled, we've managed to get through it. There were times when we both cried or even broke and couldn't take it anymore. But even after everything, we managed to stay together and love each other."

"These past few months have made us so strong but even if they hadn't happened, I would still be doing this. I love you, Camille. I love you so much. I can't imagine my life without you. You mean everything to me. Every second I'm not with you makes me feel like a part of me is missing. You're my other half and the love of my life. Every time I hug you or kiss you or touch you, it still feels like the first time. There are still sparks."

Camille's breath hitches in her throat as a lump slowly begins to form. It wasn't that she never knew any of what Logan was telling her but just hearing him say it made her almost cry with happiness. All her life, her father- Andrew- was always so bent on telling her how hideous, how imperfect she was. He was always telling her how unworthy she was of everyone and how she didn't deserve to live and for the longest time, she believed him. But Logan had changed everything. He made her feel loved, wanted and beautiful. She had never thought that this would ever happen to her. Little Camille Roberts- little abused and hated Camille Roberts- ended up finding the love of her life. Who would have thought?

He looks into her confused eyes with his own warm ones. He caresses her cheek before continuing.

"Even though you might argue with me when I say this, you've taught me so much. You've taught me that it's okay to break out of my box and be who I am. You've taught me that being different is perfectly fine. But most importantly, you've taught me that it's okay to love. You've taught me that it's okay to lose yourself to someone and love them with all their heart without expecting them to break your heart. Thank you for that, Cami."

Logan looks down at his shoes, just lightly kicking the glimmering snow before continuing yet again.

"I love you so Cami. I love you so much and I can't imagine my life without you. Thank you for making me so happy. But there is one thing that's been bothering me lately. I don't want to keep calling you my 'girlfriend'. I want to call you my fiancée and one day, my wife. So… will you make me even happier and grant my wish. Will you marry me?" Logan asks softly before getting down on one knee while still holding her left hand. He opens up the velvet covered jewelry box, revealing a clean cut diamond which was surrounded by several smaller diamonds on a simple silver band.

A shaky hand goes to Camille's mouth, covering her watery smile. She hadn't known what to expect but never in a million years would she have expected this. Tears fall over and down her cold, rosy cheeks. "Y-yes." She smiles happily, reaching out so she can wrap Logan into a hug.

"I love you." Logan whispers into the hug.

"I love you too, Logan. So much," she replies.

He slips the ring on her nearly numb fingers before wrapping his arms around her waist securely. He collides their lips together, pressing his body against hers as close as possible. It's cold but that doesn't make a difference to them right now; they're warm in each others arms. He squeezes her waist, eliciting a small, low moan from her. He glides his tongue over her bottom lip, asking for access, which she gladly allows.

Again, this kiss was different. Something neither of them could place their finger. But it was definitely a good different.

They didn't know what would happen but they hadn't expected this. As Logan pushes Camille up against the wall, his lips attached to hers, their minds become fuzzy. His hands were gripping her waist tightly as he held her to the wall and kissed her. As it did at the pond, his tongue swiped her lower lip and she immediately granted him access. Logan sucks and laps out every part of her mouth sweetly before moaning loudly into her mouth.

"Logan, ugh," she moans, pushing her body into his. They somehow maneuver themselves over to his bed and fall back on it. Camille finds herself on top as she smiles down at him.

Their lips connect once again and Camille's fingers find themselves in Logan's dark locks as his find them at her waist again. Their tongues find each other again before Logan flips them over and pins Camille's wrists to the bed. Logan slides his hands down her body, feeling every curve and memorizing every part of her. Slowly, he lifts the thin, cotton material of her gray shirt up and gently kneads the soft skin he finds.

He slides his lips down to her jaw line and then her collarbone. Her skin is so soft, so addicting. He places wet kisses along her collarbone and shoulder, eliciting moans from her.

"Ugh," she moans, tangling her fingers in his hair.

Somehow he manages to find her sweet spot on the crook of her neck which causes her to moan even louder. The sound exhilarates him, making him want to never stop.

Logan slowly rubs circles on the inside of her thigh through the material of her jeans, moving dangerously close to her clit. Shivers run through her body and she realizes that she couldn't remember a time she felt so good.

"Logan," she groans as he sucks on her pulse point. His kisses are so addicting and she never wants him to stop. He keep trailing slow, sloppy kisses from her neck to her shoulder.

Suddenly, he pulls back with wild, lust filled eyes. "We- we shouldn't."

"Why not?" she asks in confusion.

"Because you made a promise to yourself that you wouldn't," he reasoned. He wanted this. He wanted her so bad but the smart, reasonable Logan in the back of his head was forcing him to stop even though his lower half was most certainly not.

"Logan," she lifts her head a bit and kisses him before falling back down, "I don't care anymore. I'm willing to break that promise. I want to be with you and besides, if Andrew has touched me more than you have, it makes me feel sick. Please," she begs.

She doesn't wait for a response. Instead, she begins kissing down his jaw and lets her nimble fingers open up the buttons on his shirt. Logan lifts her chin gently, looking at her for reassurance before connecting their lips again. This time it's tenderer, deeper.

Soon enough Logan's shirt is thrown off, as is Camille's. They're moving faster. Their need for each other is becoming frantic, and they're breaths are becoming in short gasps. They're breathless as they part their lips and Camille's lips go to Logan's chest. Her tongue swirls around random spots.

"Camille," he sighs into her curls.

Camille arches her back off the bed once Logan's hand tickles the skin of her back as he attempts to unhook her bra.

After some long moments, he finally gets it, pushing it to the side. He brushes his thumb over her nipple, causing her breath to hitch in her throat, smirking at her. "Logan," she gasps, shivers running her body yet again.

His fingers cup her breasts in his hands, slowly massaging them. His lips slide down her throat, teasing her.

"Gah. Mmph. Mmm," she moans, arching her back.

"Baby," Logan pants, hooking his fingers under the waistband of her jeans, pulling them off in one swift motion. He trails his lips back up, kissing up her creamy skin which was available now that she was topless.

"Mmm."

He pulls her back into a passionate kiss, getting a grip of her waist, never wanting to let go. Camille's timidly goes to his belt, unbuckling it hesitantly. He was getting hard, she knew. Logan parts from her, looking at her reassuringly before covering her hand with his own. Then before she can rethink, she tugs his jeans down so he can kick them off.

Her hand pushes down his boxers, slightly nervous that she had never seen him completely naked before and that he had never seen her completely bare either.

"I think it's only fair…" Logan teases, pulling her underwear down as well. Camille blushes furiously, her heated cheeks making Logan smile. "You're so beautiful."

His lips leave lingering kisses on her body and her lips before hovering over her. He doesn't want to admit it but he's scared. "Do- do you really want to do this? We don't have to."

"Logan," she whispers, resting her hands on both sides of his neck, "I really want to even though I'm scared."

"Want to know the truth?" he asks. "I'm scared to. I-I don't want to hurt you. I've spent all this time trying not to hurt you and now… I will."

"Logan, I know it's going to hurt like hell. Trust me, I've heard from Jo and Stephanie that it will but I want us to make love. I want you." She wraps around his neck and collides their lips yet again, moaning into his mouth.

Then his worries fade away into the kiss. It feels like they're the only two people in the world and their love is over powering everything. He slips his arms around her bare waist, kissing her harder.

That night is full of the sounds of cries, the smacking of lips and moans of pleasure. There wasn't a doubt on their minds that this was the best night of their lives. They made love and got engaged all in the same night.

As the sounds echo throughout the house, they think of how lucky they are. It was New Years and they were fortunate enough to be able to spend it in each others arms. And as the clock strikes twelve, they kiss and just like every time, sparks fly.

They welcomed in the New Year by becoming one. Their love for each other would never fade- it was much too strong. They had been through so much yet their love was everlasting. Come the new year, they would be able to start over again. A new year meant a fresh start. They would finally be able to move on and spend the rest of their lives together. They were engaged, and eventually, they'd be married.

They had their whole lives in front of them and there was no rush to get to the end. Their love would make each step worth it no matter how hard it was. As they stared into each others eyes which were full of nothing but love and admiration, they welcomed in the New Year and took their first step toward to a their future as one.

AN: I don't know about any of you, but I really liked how this went... especially the ending. I'm sorry my little love scene was a fail. I bet you can tell I've literally only done scenes like that a few times. Sigh. I'll learn soon... I hope. I couldn't write them going all the way but it was definitely implied. I'm sorry if I let you down. But seriously, I really hope you guys liked this chapter because I had such an awesome time writing it.

-As of now, there are 3-4 more chapters left. But like I said before, that can change.

-By the way, anyone recognize Skylar? She was in LYA...

So... review? Can I break 200?