It had been over twenty-four hours since
Logan's accident, and he was still struggling to remember things. Yes, there were moments where the fog seemed to clear, and sure there were names and faces that were slowly coming back to him- but it seemed like some of the most important people and events from his life were simply gone. ...Erased, as if
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"Hey there," he greets, talking gently because he doesn't know what sort of a condition he's in. "I heard about what happened." It's extraordinarily weird to reintroduce himself to Logan since he was just at his wedding not too long ago. He sits down on the steps, putting the platter between them. "I'm Scotty, one of your neighbors. I was just about to bring these to you." He pulls the cover back on the platter. "Red velvet."
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There was really only one way to find out...
"Thanks," he said quietly, taking a bite and licking a little icing from his lips. "If Jack sent you to get me, you can tell him I'm not going back there. I'm not staying in that hut," he said firmly, though the look he gave Scotty wasn't angry- it was nervous.
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"Jack didn't send me here. No one's going to make you go there if you don't want to," he starts gently, attempting to reassure Logan's nerves first. "Why don't you want to go back there?"
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"When I was at your wedding not that long ago, you talked to me a little about you and Jack," he starts, glancing down at the ground as he works out his next words. "You said that you and Jack... you fight, but you've always fought. That's just how you work together. You and Jack both said that it's balanced, that you get in your punches too."
He holds up his hands, uncomfortable with talking Logan back into something that might be, actually, abusive. "I don't really know the two of you all that well. You're not alone in thinking that all that... it sounds weird. But," he starts, holding a hand up, "I will say that the two of you, when you're together, you're totally devoted. That wedding was one of the more touching ones ( ... )
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"I dunno... I was gonna wait for House and see if I could stay with him. ...He looked after me the other day, he said we're friends."
Except something was nagging at Logan, and everytime he mentioned House, he felt less and less sure about the other man, something inside him telling him that his first instinct about the older man might not have been right.
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And he's the asshole that decided to sell Alcuin to buy someone's cane, but that's Alcuin's information to reveal, and he doesn't share that secret. His distaste is obvious on his face, though. "If there's anyone in this situation I'm sure you shouldn't trust one hundred percent, it's House."
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"This place is so fucked up."
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"I know, I know- I just... I just hate feeling like I'm hurting people, and I know I am. I know people want me to remember, and I can't. I keep trying and I can't.
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It was strange- it was new.
"Thanks," he said quietly.
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"Mm... Not bad," he decides, licking over his lips; he casts a side glance at Logan. "Do you like them? If not we can go in there and I can make every thing that you think you might like until we find your favorite food." He gives him a friendly grin.
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Leaning forward, he picked at a loose thread hanging from a hole in his jeans, and cleared his throat. "You're nicer than you have to be," he said quietly. "I get the feeling I'm not a nice guy. Not to most people anyway."
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"Well, we haven't actually talked a lot, but at your wedding, we had a really nice conversation. I don't think I know you enough to judge whether or not you're a nice guy." Scotty's guilt is playing heavily into this, too.
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