Back at the Logan's Apartment:

"Logan, we need to talk!" His father said as he sat down in the chair in the living room. The rest of the men in the room kept standing in the room except one older man.

"Father, I told you, already. I'm out for good." Logan said turning off the stove, trying to keep his hands busy.

"This has to do with the car shop you work at. I thought I would give you a heads up, since I am your father, but this will be the last time I pick up your ass." He father said, looking at Logan with cold eyes.

"What are you talking about?" Logan said in a worried voice. He had felt like home there at the garage.

"Logan, this is Mr. Stone and he had made a deal with John, the owner as you know. John has broken a deal with Mr. Stone. I have repaid the debt and I now need you to do something for me." Logan looked over to Mr. Stone.

"Mr. Stone, what was the deal that you made with John?" He said sitting on the couch.

"John was to get me 80kl of heroine. By yesterday, your father found out before I killed him and paid me what was mine." Logan looked down in his hands. What was he going to do? If he did what his father wanted him to do, he would go against Rory. If he didn't do what his father wanted, then his father would kill John himself. Rory would never forgive him if he let John die.

"What do you want?" Logan said as he looked at his father coldly.

"I need you to break into the Police station and retrieve a box in the evidence room tonight. Billy and Little Tom will go with you and I will see you at my house when you are done!" Logan's father handed him a piece of paper and left his apartment without another word. Billy and Little Tom sat down where the old men once sat. Logan had known them since he was a little boy.

"Hey Logan, we need to get going. They change shifts in 10 minutes." Logan looked up from his hands and got up from his seat and went to the door. Little Tom was in the hallway when Billy stopped in the door way. "The boss said to give you this." Billy handed Logan a 22 mm gun. Logan put it in the back of his pants and locked the door behind him.

Logan watched the ally behind the police station, while Little Tom turned off the security alarm and Billy got the door unlocked. Once they broke into the evidence room, Logan looked around and found the box. As he walked into the hallway Little Tom and Billy were look outs. As the were heading towards the back door where they had came in, two police officers pulled their weapons and told them to drop their guns and turn around. Logan was to blame for what was to happen next. His father made sure that he was well protected. Billy was a fast shooter and before Logan could do anything, Billy had turned around and shot the two police officers. Logan didn't even look back to see how bad they were. Billy always made sure not to leave anyone alive for them to be a witness against him or my father. They ran out to the car and made sure they weren't followed before they started to head toward his father's mansion. As they drove up to the mansion, Logan began to get nervous and afraid. What if he isn't satisfied, if he wants me to do more? Logan thought as he walked back into the mansion he had left less then a year ago. Memories flooded Logan's mind as he walked into the living room. There had been so many arguments and killings in this house and all he wanted was to do was give his father the package and go back to Rory.

"Hello, Son. Looks like everything went well!" His father said as Logan gave him the package.

"You might hear about two officers dead tomorrow morning." Little Tom said with a laugh.

"Well, I expected that. Logan I will talk to you later. If I need anything else…" He said standing up about to leave the room to go to bed.

"No, Dad. I have a good life right now and I don't want to mess it up." Logan said and left without saying good bye.

Logan kept going over what happened in the police station. He was so tired and he didn't know where he was going until he got their. He turned off his car in front of the car shop. He didn't know if he should go up to Rory and tell her, but right now he needed to be with her. He climbed up the stairs slowly trying not to wake anyone up. As he pushed her bedroom door open, he regretted it. She looked so perfect and safe. To him she was an angel. Rory was more beautiful then any women could ever be. He only wished that his mother could have meet Rory, she would have loved her.

"Logan, what's wrong? Come here!" She said sitting up in her bed. He had no more strength to walk out on her. She would make him feel better. She always did. He closed the door behind him and took off his shoes, Shirt and pants. He got into her bed and kissed her. She curled up to him. "Go to sleep, baby, we can talk about it tomorrow." She said running her fingers threw his chest hair. He did what she asked and wrapped his arms around her body and fell asleep thinking as long as he had Rory he would be fine.

"Logan, wake up. Wake up, baby!" Rory called as she straddled his hips.

"Ugh" Logan said as he looked up to see Rory sitting on him. While wearing his shirt, she slid her hands up his chest and onto his shoulders as she lay on his chest. He put another pillow behind his head and looked at her. After a few minutes she said "Logan, what happened last night?" Logan averted his eyes, scared she'll see through him. He was too ashamed of what he did to look into her eyes.