Follow me, don’t follow me. (open to friends only)

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Logan's head had stopped pounding less then a day after the accident. He'd taken a hard hit, but he was alright, and other then a small cut and a bruise that was turning a pleasant shade of purple, Logan wasn't looking much worse the wear. He was sleeping a lot though, more then usual even, but he wasn't sure he could blame the bump for that. No, sometimes Logan just didn't like getting out of bed.

For the last hour or so though, he hadn't really been sleeping, just sort of drifting in and out. One minute he was awake and almost ready to get up, and the next he'd roll onto his side and find that perfectly warm spot on the bed... the one that made it all too easily to let his eyes drift shut again. Neil was out, probably walking Max, so there was no one nagging him, no one to tell him to stop being lazy and to go eat something. It was nice, and Logan planned on enjoying it just a little longer.

He'd found that spot again, and he was just about to settle back in for at least another ten minutes of lazing about... when someone said his name.

No, not just someone.

Logan would have recognized that voice anywhere, anytime. He new what it sounded like on film and on the phone, and he knew what it sounded like when the older man was there. Logan knew Aaron Echoll's voice better then anyone else's.

Eyes snapping open, Logan sat up almost instantly, his body tense as he listened. Maybe he'd imagined it... maybe it had been a dream,

But no, there it was again.

"Logan?"

Getting to his feet, Logan slowly walked to the door, peering around it with a worried look. His chest was tight and he was pretty sure he was sweating, but he made sure not to let anything show on his face as he headed outside and looked around. Making his way around to the back of the hut, he could feel his heart pounding in his chest. "Dad?" he said quietly, unsure and uneasy.

And there he was, Aaron Echolls, not a foot away. He had that look on his face, angry and pinched so tight the the lines in his face seemed deeper then usual. He took a step closer and Logan instantly took a step back, right onto someone's foot.

(Aaron isn't really there, you can't see him or hear him. >_> Open to friends only.)

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[little_moons]

"Ow! Fuck, Logan. What the fuck are you doing?" I yelp, reaching out to grab hold of him so he won't fall backward on me. Yeah, so that's what I get for walking up behind him, but whatever, I wasn't expecting him to just start walking backwards.

But that's when I notice how tense he is, every muscle gone rigid, and my brow creases in worry as I try to stretch my neck over his shoulder so I can see his face, "Hey, you okay?"

Did he just say Dad?

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Logan turned, giving Neil his best 'of course I'm not okay, why would I be okay?' look, and then turned back to Aaron... who wasn't there.

"Where the hell did he go?" he asked, Neil, turning around, completely confused. "You have to tell me where he went... I have to talk to him before he goes looking for anyone else."

[little_moons]

"Logan... who are you talking about?" I ask slowly, looking over his shoulder at... nothing. No one. There wasn't ever anyone there. I think I probably look just as confused as he does.

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"My dad," Logan answered seriously, gesturing at the empty space. "He was standing right there, how could you have not seen him? He was maybe three feet away from you... Whatever, I have to go find him. I have to go warn Lilly and Veronica."

[little_moons]

"Logan..." I say again, a little more firmly this time, and I curl my hand around his arm against my better judgment. "There wasn't anyone there. I came around the corner and you were just standing here... looking at," I gesture to the empty air, "There wasn't anyone else here. Just you."

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Logan shook his head, pulling away from Neil and looking around. He walked over to where his father had been standing a minute ago... but there was nothing. No footprints, not even a dent in the soil. "I saw him, Neil. I saw him. He was right here... He said my name."

[little_moons]

"Okay... Okay," I nod, looking around and trying to figure out what the fuck is going on. "Logan, maybe you're just... Fuck it, I don't know. You think you were dreamin'? You've been sleepin' a lot, maybe you just... I don't know." My hands fall to my sides helplessly, and I watch him searchingly, almost wishing this were a joke, but I know he wouldn't joke about something like this.

If Aaron Echolls really has shown up, that'll just fuck everything up royally. But he wasn't there. The place was fucking empty 'cept Logan, and it's completely fucked that I'm kinda hopin' its just that Logan's crazy and not that his dad really has decided to show himself.

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"Maybe I was what? Sleepwalking? Dreaming it? I wasn't dreaming, I was awake. I know I was. Neil, I swear, I saw him," Logan insisted, but even he didn't look so sure anymore.

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"He wasn't there, Logan!" I repeat, confusion and a little bit of panic welling up 'cause what the fuck is wrong with him? "I've been outside this whole time. Don't you think I'd have heard him? Seen him?"

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Logan leaned back against the hut and combed his fingers through his hair, face screwed up in confusion. "I swear, Neil, It was so real. He was there, and he was pissed. His face was... He said my name and... It was so real."

[little_moons]

"Hey, it's okay," I say, stepping closer to him cautiously, my hand reaching out for him but not touching, like he might lash out or something. Knowin' Logan, that's a pretty likely scenario. "Logan, maybe... Maybe you fucked up your head worse than you thought... Or, I don't know. This place fucks with people, you know? I just- I really don't think anyone was here."

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"My head's fine," Logan said firmly, looking down at the stupd race car pajamas he was wearing and shaking his head.

[little_moons]

"Okay," I nod, not really sure I believe him 'cause seein' things that aren't there's usually a sign something isn't right.

It's really fucked up that the race cars seem normal to me now.

"You wanna go back inside?" I offer, catching myself looking around. So yeah, maybe now I'm a little paranoid. Logan doesn't need anymore shit. We don't need anymore shit, and Aaron Echolls would bring more shit along with him than I think I'm prepared to handle.

[jdick.livejournal.com]

Joe heard the word before Logan stepped on his foot and although his hands came up instinctively and grabbed Logan's shoulders so that he wouldn't fall backwards onto him, he barely reacted otherwise. Dad? Did that meant Aaron Echolls was there on the island now? Somewhere nearby?

"You okay?" he asked after a moment, blinking when he noticed he was still holding onto Logan's shoulders.

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Logan managed to tear his gaze away from Aaron just long enough to look at Joe, his face screwed up in confusion and obvious pain.

When he turned to look at Aaron again though, he was gone. Pulling out of Joe's grip, he turned around. "Where did he go?" he asked, looking worried.

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"Who?" Joe asked, although he'd clearly heard Logan say 'Dad', so he knew exactly who it was Logan was looking for. But Joe hadn't seen anyone when he approached and he didn't see anyone now, so he had no idea what the hell was going on.

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"Him!" Logan snapped. "He was right there, he was right in front of me, of us, Joe. Which way did he go? I have to find him, I have to talk to him before he goes looking for Veronica," he said quietly, voice unsteady as he looked at Joe.

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"He wasn't there, Logan," Joe said, frowning slightly as he looked around again, trying to see if maybe he could see anyone. There was no one, they were alone. "There was no one there, I only saw you."

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Logan shook his head and walked away to go look, but there was nothing, not even a dent in the soil. There was no trace that anyone had been standing there a minute ago.

"I saw him, Joe, I saw him. He was standing here and... he said my name. I'd know his voice anywhere," he insisted.

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"I heard you say dad, but that's it," Joe said honestly, following Logan to look at whatever it was he was looking at. "I didn't see anyone, I didn't hear anyone, just you." But that didn't mean much, considering how fucking weird the island could be.

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Logan kept walking around the hut, searching for something, anything... But there was nothing there. Combing his fingers through his hair, he gave Joe a distraught and confused look.

[jdick.livejournal.com]

Joe looked back, shaking his head a little. "I swear, I didn't see anyone," he promised. Even if he hated the fucker, he'd never deny seeing Aaron Echolls just to mess with Logan. "Do you wanna keep looking for him? Maybe he bolted or something." Although that seemed kind of unlikely.

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Logan slumped against the side of the hut and shook his head. "No... no it's... It's alright. I just... It was so real, you know? He was right there."

[jdick.livejournal.com]

"You think maybe it's from when you hit your head?" Joe asked, although he sounded sort of skeptical of that explanation, too. Concussions didn't usually make people see things and he knew that from experience.

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"My head's fine," Logan said defensively, straighting up.