Tess watched in horror of his words, what he was doing here after all, perhaps worse than trying to jump in. She shook her head, arms both moving around one of his. "I think she was scared, yeah. But I think she was hurting too bad to care, baby, stop this, this isn't healthy. Henry said you could stay with us, long as you need to, okay? Come on."
But she didn't move to take him to the car yet, moved both her hands to grasp his face, standing on tiptoe, making him look at her. "Logan, you listen, your mom loved you, very much. Don't try to argue with me, okay? I was with her in that waiting room when you got shot and she would have given anything to take your place." Thumbs brushed across his cheeks. "She didn't do it to hurt you, baby. You know that, deep down." Pulled him into her arms again, burying her face in his chest. "God, I was so worried, worried sick for you. I love you so much." Couldn't stop saying it.