“Is it really leaving if she’s going home?” Peter asks, kicking his feet up on Mason’s coffee table.
Mason shoves his feet off, grabbing a bottle of beer and taking a large gulp.
“The fact still remains. Audrey is leaving,” I point out.
“Leaving Logan…again.”
“Leaving Jackson,” I correct.
“Tomato,to-mah-to,” Nash tells me. “She’s still leaving you.”
The crack widens in my chest. I thought this was our chance, but I had hoped we would have more time before she left. A new beginning for the two of us. Turns out, we’re heading straight down the same road we took before.
Are we going to crash and burn again?
“And what do you suggest I do?”
“What did I miss?” Blake bursts in the door, stomping off his boots. “Sorry, there was an issue on set, and now the snow is really coming down.”
“Logan is in love with Audrey,” Peter tells him.
“I thought we already knew that.” He drops into the beanbag that sits in front of the TV. “You know, if you’re going to have us over, you really should invest in better furniture,” Blake complains as he wiggles around, trying to get comfortable.
“You didn’t have to come.”
“And miss this?” He cracks open a Clara that he brought with him. “Never. I love the Winchester family craziness.”
“Hey!” we all shout at the same time.
“What? I include myself in this now too.”
This is one of the things I love about my siblings partnering off. I love that our family is growing. I love Blake. He’s the perfect guy for Gemma. And Simon is perfect for Layla. Even if he took her to London.
“Can you go with her?” Peter states it like it’s the obvious solution.
“It wouldn’t work.”
“Why not?” Blake asks, taking a bite of pizza. “What’s keeping you here?”
“Well…”
What is keeping me here? At this point, my leg is as good as it’s going to get. It’s a matter of ripping off the Band-Aid and meeting with the team.
It’s the last step in my road to recovery. To regain my place with the Mountain Lions. It’s so close, I can taste it.
But I’m nervous.
What if things don’t go my way?
“What about you guys?”
Mason waves me off. “We’re not going anywhere, Logan.”
“What if she doesn’t want me to go with her?”
“You’ll never know if you don’t ask,” Blake tells me. “Trust me, if you love her, you don’t want to let her get away.”
“It’s only a few weeks, right?” Nash asks.
