Who:jreamer & epaz What: Last secret revealed...or almost. When: Night Where: Logan's place
Logan: Rehab was sought out after their momentous breakthrough, and his earth-shattering collapse of pride. The problem with rehab was that it took away his source of alleviation with promises of a new stable life, but it failed to provide him with an alternative. Empty promises. Always told him of the end product, gave him the what ifs, and took away his defenses but the weaknesses still remained. Instructions and help were absent from the process. Logan wouldn't have been able to overcome each meeting without Lainey by his side -- her promise rang true. She told him she wouldn't leave him this time, and she hadn't. Each and every of the mornings she left him for her other white picket-fence family life, Logan almost battled with himself so that he wouldn't succumb to pleading with her to stay. She had a life of her own before he came knocking intrusively. She got offended the last time he brought up the other fellow, but it all felt wrong that she cooked hot meals for this stranger, took care of his child, and greeted him when he got off of work while Logan came home to the reminder that if he still had his career intact, she wouldn't have to leave. Money didn't have to be an issue, and he could fulfill her dreams of happily-ever-after. For a man who once prided in carrying his team, family, and friends to solace, Logan had descended into someone who couldn't even care for himself at times. Pathetic regression. But when she did spend her leisure with him, he would never bring up his doubts and fears. He wouldn't dare waste their time together with such insecurities. As he approached her from behind, eyes were glued at her every fluid movement natural to her surroundings, and both arms, disabled one included, encircled around her petite waist to show her that he was still her strong hold despite his newfound fronting of weaknesses. (d)