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Logan stretched out lazily, smiling up at Jack.

"Perv," he accused lightly, making himself comfortable and leaving plenty of space for Jack to join him. "You're too good to me, you know that? You totally spoil me, man."

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"But you've got a family. Joe and Anne and Matthew," he said softly. "I know, not the kind of family you mean...but it's something special. I love that you have that. That I'm part of it now."

"I'm not saying it isn't, but it's not the same. You know that. I mean don't get me wrong, I love Matthew like he's my own, and Anne and Joe mean everything to me- but at the end of the day Matthew goes home with his mother."

He wet his lips and sighed. "I'd given up on it, and part of me wishes it could have stayed that way."

"Don't say that. We should have a family. We deserve it as much as anyone else," Jack said. He dropped down to the bed and rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling. "I think we'd be good parents."

"I didn't say we wouldn't. I'm saying it's going to be hard. ...I'm saying we have to accept that it might never happen."

"I don't accept that. Nothing's impossible," Jack said defiantly. "If we're patient...if we try...there's got to be a way."

"I just don't like getting my hopes up," Logan replied honestly. "I don't want to get my heartbroken again, alright?"

"I understand that," he replied, turning to kiss Logan's cheek. "We don't have to talk about it. If it happens, it happens. Let's don't worry about it."

"Okay," Logan said quietly, nuzzling Jack's neck and holding on tightly. "Okay, we wont worry about it."

"I think we have enough to worry about with the house, anyway," he chuckled. "You're going to have a palace by the time I'm done. The bathroom alone is going to get us visitors."

"No one is using our bathroom," Logan laughed. "It's mine and I'm not sharing it with anyone but you."

"You're not going to let Joe take a shower?" he laughed. "Greedy. Greedy and selfish. Is there anything else I can make you to one-up the neighbors?"

"How about a moat?" Logan suggested. "Nothing like a moat keep the rif-raf out."

"Oh my god," Jack laughed. "I'm not building you a moat. How about a white picket fence? Isn't that the American dream?"

"Not my style," Logan grinned. "but fine, no moat."

He had been so down just a moment ago, it was amazing how fast Jack could pull him out of his little slumps, and he pressed closer as he held the other man.

"We'll have a good home even without a moat. I promise," Jack said as he kissed Logan again. "I can't wait until we're finished. We can get everything set up just how we want and we'll be...domestic. I feel more domestic here than in Bohemia. Is that weird?"

"A little," Logan replied. "But it's fine as long as you're not, you know, freaked out by it. I wouldn't want you getting upset when we get too settled again."

"I think I got that out of my system. I'm happy and I'm done fighting against it because I'm not used to it," he said softly. "Maybe that's why we don't fight as much as we used to. I'm not afraid to love you anymore."

"Thought you missed the fighting," Logan grinned, pouncing on the other man. "You said so, remember?"

"I miss the thrill," he grinned. "And you just kept getting better. I miss the chance you could really kick my ass."

Jack poked Logan's unprotected side and laughed softly.

"You're such a good opponent."

Logan squirmed, the poke enough to tickle him.

"You don't think we're thrilling anymore? Just last month I electrocuted you."

"Mmm, yeah," he purred fondly. "That was good. You should do that more often. I should do it to you. I love playing games. Can't wait to finish our room. I have plans."

"You know, we didn't always have a room," Logan pointed out, raking his nails down Jack's chest. "We used to improvise better."

Jack hissed and arched against the bite of Logan's nails.

We did," he agreed. "Remember...out in the forest. In the snow. On my coat."

"Like I could ever forget that," Logan replied.

"You looked gorgeous in the snow."

"You felt so good," he replied, his voice thick and soft. "That was so sexy. I think about it. A lot."