A/N: How do you think Logan will react to the fact he bruised Nora's wrist? He doesn't know yet...

Sorry this is so short! ❤️

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I felt myself wake up, groaning and slowly opening my eyes. Immediately light blinded my eyes, causing me to blink a few times before I saw Newt next to my bed. After six days, I slept!

"Hey." Newt smiled lightly and moved closer to me. "Did you sleep well?"

"To be honest, yes," I replied, smiling too. I didn't dream about the Crank or anything else. It was just peaceful, like before. "How long did I sleep?"

"A while. It's a few hours after midnight, so about sixteen hours." Newt explained.

"Sorry I woke you up." I quickly apologized, guessing Newt would've been asleep since it was still dark outside. Only a bright light lit up the room.

"It's okay, love. I'm glad you slept." Newt rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. "Hey, uhm.. why didn't you tell me earlier? I could've helped you and I do not, never ever, want you to feel like you can't tell me something, okay? You can talk to me."

I nodded, quite flattered by Newt. "I thought it wouldn't make a difference, you know? I thought you couldn't change it, but now that I told you it's very relieving." I paused. "Something happened when I visited Thomas while working."

Newt furrowed his eyebrows. "What happened?"

"I, uhm- I got a hallucination." I looked at Newt, who already looked worried. "I thought there was a Crank, but Thomas kept telling me no one was there. After, he brought me to the Med Hut. He said he wouldn't tell you and Logan."

"Mhm." Newt nodded, trying to understand what happened.

"The day Logan got mad, started at breakfast. I heard music and asked out loud who was playing it. Immediately Thomas realized it was another hallucination, so he wanted to bring me to the Med Hut, but I resisted. When Logan kept asking what was happening, Thomas said I got a hallucination. I got angry since he told Logan, pulled away, and ran over to our hut."

I paused again. Newt watched me carefully, listening attentively.

"I think something between Thomas and Logan happened. Something that caused Logan to get mad, because he slammed the door of our hut open... and started dragging me by my wrist." I looked at Newt. "You know the rest." I shrugged.

"Sorry all that happened to you, love." Newt gently said, but then his expression and tone turned into something else. Anger. "So Logan had no reason to get mad at you?"

"I guess," I mumbled.

"I'm gonna see him." Newt roughly got up from his seat, looking at my bandaged wrist.

"Beat him, you mean." I corrected. Newt looked at me, hesitantly. "Please don't, Newt. It's not his fault."

"Then who's fault is it? Who did that to you then?" Newt motioned at my wrist madly, raising his voice a bit. "I can't just let people hurt you, Nora. I don't bloody care if they have anger issues or whatever. I can't let them do that. I care about you, a lot. So if people think they can just hurt you without me interfering..." Newt trailed off. "I love you, Nor."

"I love you too." I smiled lightly at his protection. "We'll tell Logan without getting into any fights, okay? Just see his reaction."

"Okay." Newt sighed and rubbed his chin. "We'll do it in a few hours. For now, just rest."