Logan awoke early in the morning. He rubbed his eyes. Then he grabbed his glasses and got dressed. He walked out of his room rubbing his head. He had a headache...again...for the third day in a row. He was pretty good at hiding it from the others, from Virge. He didn't want him to worry about him. He was already constantly worried, he didn't want to add anything else to it.

He started down the hall and towards the room with the table. The meeting room. So much had happened. When he got in the Virgil was sitting at the table with his head down. He frowned. Logan was usually the first one up. But yet, here Virgil was. Sitting with his head on his arms.

He walked over and placed a hand on Virgil's shoulder. Virgil tensed at his touch. Logan quickly removed his hand. He sat next to him and ran a hand through Virgil's hair. When Virgil was upset, worried, or scared, this was how Logan let him know that he was there. Virgil looked up at him. Logan continued to run his hands through Virgil's hair. Virgil scooted closer to him.

"Did you sleep last night?" Logan asked him, wrapping one of his arms around Virgil's waist, hugging him close. Pulling him onto his lap.

Virgil didn't answer him. Logan continued running his hand through Virgil's hair, trying to calm him down enough so he would talk.

After another minute or so Logan asked the question again. "Did you sleep last night?"

Virgil looked up at him. "No."

"What have we talked about? You need to sleep," Logan replied furrowing his eyebrows.

"I know. It's just..." Virgil replied.

"It's just what?"

"Whenever I close my eyes, I'm back in that....place. With....with him," Virgil said stuttering as he went along. "I-I don't want to go b-back, Lo." Virgil shook his head wildly. He started shaking and breathing heavily. "P-please."

To other people, this might seem like an odd thing to say. But Logan knew exactly what he meant. 4 years ago, when the rebel alliance was just getting started, Logan had stumbled upon Virgil, who at the time was one of Dee's servants. One of the guards was punishing Virgil, for whatever reason. Long story short, Logan had rescued him. Logan convinced Virgil to come back to the base with him, which at that point was Roman's basement. Virgil was very nervous at first and didn't really trust anyone. He stayed close to Logan at all times. Soon Logan became very protective of him. If anyone hurt him or talked mean to him or about him, they would have Logan to deal with. Virgil became fond of Logan and vice versa. They became friends and eventually more than friends. It took them a while to get where they are today but, Logan knew this to be true, he loved him and that was all that mattered.

Logan stroked Virgil's hair. "You're not going back," he said calmly. "You're here with me. You are safe now. No one is going to hurt you. Not Dee, not the guards, not anyone. You are at the base, not at the castle, not in a cell."

Virgil stopped shaking and started breathing normally. He nodded a few times then grabbed one of Logan's hands. Logan brought Virgil's hand up to his lips and gave his knuckles a soft kiss. This seemed to make Virgil happy because he scooted closer to Logan and kissed him. Logan rubbed Virgil's knuckles with his hand and kissed him back.

"I love you, you know that right. I will always love you. You will always be safe as long as I am around," Logan said to him.

Virgil replied, "I love you too, Lo."

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Roman walked into the room a little while later.

"Hey, guys what's up?"

"Where's Patton?" Logan asked. Virgil's eyes widened. He had forgotten to tell Logan about Patton. He moved his hand and covered Logan's mouth. Logan raised an eyebrow and pulled Virgil's hand away.

"Who's Patton?" Roman asked.

"What do you mean, 'Who's Patton?' You know who he is," Logan replied standing. Virgil looked at him and bit his lip. Logan ignored him.

"I think I would remember if I did," Roman answered.

"Yeah, I think you would," Logan said. Virgil finally grabbed his hand and pulled him next to him.

"Patton left," Virgil said, softly.

Logan lowered his voice as well, "So, that doesn't mean that Roman shouldn't..." Logan trailed off, the realization hitting him, "Oh."

Virgil nodded.

"What's going on?" Roman asked. He moved closer to them.

Logan looked up. "You know what? Ignore me. Ignore everything I just said."

"Okay..." Roman said. He walked closer then shook his head. He rubbed his temples. A memory of a boy with curly, auburn hair flashed in his mind. What the? Who? Another memory. The boy smiling at him. Who the heck?

"Roman? What's the matter?" Virgil asked.

Roman looked up dropping his hands. "Oh, nothing. Just a little headache that's all."

"If you're absolutely sure..." Logan said. He looked over at Virgil and gave him a look that said Explain later. Virgil nodded and Roman rubbed his forehead. Another memory. The boy holding his hand. This memory played over and over. The boy smiling and holding Roman's hand. Roman shook his head again. What is happening?

"Roman!" Virgil shouted as Roman ran out of the room. He rushed into his room and fell onto the floor. He pressed the heels of his hands into his eyes. The memories finally fading. Who was that? What is going on?

He got up into a sitting position and raked his hands through his hair. He decided that he needed to sleep.

Even though he had just awoken this headache was unending. He thought maybe just maybe he could get rid of it if he slept. He stood and walked over to his bed.

It didn't take long for him to fall into a deep sleep.

When he awoke he was angrier than he had ever been in his entire life.