3 Years After

Chapter 16

Rory POV

I was conflicted between a few options. Option 1, slam my head against a wall. Option 2, ran through this door and kiss Logan and Option 3 sit in my room and question what I just did. I decided to mix option 1 and 3. What did I just do? I kissed Logan, I couldn't help it, he was just there and perfect. All I was doing was being thickle and stupid, and being no different then my mom. Not for one second I thought she was a bad parent, she was great, despite sometimes forgetting she was my mom and not my sister, but she did this with dad my entire life until they finally got a divorce, which I really think she needed to push her to Luke. But I didn't want to do that with Lena, I didn't want her to think that he would be there constantly, and then I get in a fight and push him away I want him to constantly be there. I needed to make a decision, I can't keep being hot a cold with Logan either, or he's going to lose it. I need to stop hurting him, and there was a knock on my door.

"Logan?" I said, pulling my door open,

"Hogan?" Lena asked, looking up at me. I sighed and crouched down,

'What's wrong?"

"Bad dream." She pouted,

"Come here." I picked her up, and kept the door open and pulled her into my bed and tucked her in tight with me, and snuggled up,

"You're always safe with me,"

"Where is Hogan?"

"He doesn't sleep in here,"

"I need Hogan." She cried,

"Fine, fine." I sighed, "Logan." I called him,

"Yeah?" Logan poked his head around the door, wearing a white tank top that clung to his muscular body, and my Yale track pants that were too big for him, that I wore when I was pregnant,

"She has a bad dream." I said,

"Okay..." he stood there,

"Come Hogan!" Lena patted the bed beside her, "I need safe."

"She has a bad dream and wants both of us here so she can fall asleep."

"Actually?" he questioned, I nodded and he came over to the opposite side of the bed,

"Thank you Hogan." She smiled and nuzzled into my arm. My 3 year old is now playing match maker. I gently brushed my hand down her hair while her breathing slowed and she fell asleep, I kissed the top of her head and she slipped into a gentle sleep, while holding death grip on Logan's hand and clinging to me as well,

"She has a good grip." He whispered, I simply nodded, "We going to talk about it?"

"With our girl right here?" I sighed,

"What did it mean Ace?"

"It means...feelings haven't gone." I admitted to him, and his green eyes lit up,

"Feelings of hatred?" he asked,

"You know that's not which ones."

"Say it?"

"Love?" I sighed, trying to avoid his eyes but who could look away from the way his eyes lit up at the word that previously have made him tremble I fear,

"Love?" he whispered,

"You can hit the ground running if you'd like."

"I wouldn't ever run from you. I've made that mistake." He whispered, Lena rolled over,

"Daddy. Shush." She curled into his chest,

"You girls are killing me." He whispered and kissed her forehead, I curled under the blankets myself and I could have sworn as I was falling asleep I heard, 'I love you Ace.'