This chapter could be a bit confusing, it talks a lot about questions that I haven't answered, some questions that haven't even been asked, things that don't add up - those sort of things.  If you like theories, this is the chapter for you XP

So I hope you like it :3

Oh and shout out to all the people that noticed the entire last chapter was written in threes.  And yes, it was very VERY difficult to write XD

AND SO SORRY FOR BEING AWAY SO LONG <3

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Previously:

"You are Thomas's moral compass - but you're so much more than that, a part of Thomas. You're sweet and kind and loyal and trusting and you forgive people... even those that don't always deserve it," Logan expression turned guilty.

...

 "I - I love you, Patton."

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"I couldn't bear if - if Incubus d-did s-something t-t-to you, if - if he h-hurt -" 

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"If - If you had been in Roman's shoes," Logan choked out, eyes watering. "If s-something had happened to you, I - I would never be able to live with myself," Logan whispered, eyes flickering up to meet my own - tears already making a track down both my cheeks. "I couldn't let you go, I couldn't watch that happen to you. A-And I don't regret it, and I'm so sorry that I don't regret it, but I can't lose you Patton, I can't. And... I think higher of you than even you could possibly imagine.

"Please Patton, I know that it was wrong. But you are not just important to Thomas, but to me. You... remind me of who I am. And I am nothing without you. So please, I'm sorry about Roman and of course I wish there was something that could've brought you both out of Incubus attack alive -"

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"It's about the trapped sides! Please listen, it's important!"

Logan raised his eyebrow expectantly, clearing his throat and... and my heart broke a little, watching as Logan quickly shut down his emotions - so quickly, falling back into robot-mode. The guy that was just on the brink of tears just a couple of seconds ago was gone, replaced by something cold and closed off, again.

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"Apologizes, you have my attention, Patton," Logan waved a hand, gesturing for me to explain.

"Sorry, Lo, but I have an idea," I couldn't help bouncing on my feet. "The sides," I whispered excitedly. "I have an idea of how to set them free!"

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Point of View: Patton, First Person
Timeline: Present Day

Logan said that he loved me.

Logan said that he LOVED ME.

I kept my eyes ahead of me and tried to focus on my breathing, trying to ignore the tiny butterflies that fluttered around in my stomach as the thought.

Oh, oh why did he have to say it now?  Why, all this time later?

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I slowly slid off Logan's bed, carefully tucking him into his sheets. Logan frowned in his sleep, probably confused by the sudden lack of warmth at his side, as his hand reached dazedly in my direction, before collapsing as he fell back into restless sleep once again.

I walked into the bathroom and grabbed some baby wipes, going back to the bed to wipe away the tear marks that now stained Logan's cheeks.

Being Logic, he's forced to take the force of migraines, some of them powerful enough to leave him sobbing - fisting the sheets and squirming in pain. It's - It's not easy to watch, but Logan confessed to me as a kid that having someone nearby during one of his... episodes, always helps.

I can't help wondering what triggered it. As kids we realized that the Logan was always safer inside the Mind Palace. The Mind Palace must have some protective... thing... or something because he doesn't have them often when he's inside. I think it's been a couple years - the last one when Thomas did that Vine where he purposely got hit by a car - so I have no idea what happened. Logan stopped going to the Imagination as soon as we recognized the connection...

So what happened?

Oh well, at least he's better now, I thought, but I couldn't help the fact that it still bothered me.  Still, it was just so sudden...

I walked over to the trashcan, discarding the used baby wipes. I turned back around and settled down on the corner of Logan's bed, gently pushing my fingers between his.

...

Maybe... 

"Logan... Logan, I - I have something to tell you," I said quietly, closing my eyes, bracing myself with the tiniest of smiles.  Better to just say it now, when he can't hear me.  That way I don't have to worry about rejection while still saying all of my feelings.  

"I - I know this isn't really that best time, considering that you're still sick and all, but I thought - I thought that it'd be best to just - just say it, even if you can't hear me. I - I know that you... like to avoid... feelings, but I can't help it, I just can't," My voice trailed off to a mumble."I - I love you, Lo. In... in a way that more than just friends. And... and I have a feeling that you feel the same." 

"So... I guess what I'm trying to ask... do you want to my boyfriend?"  I rushed it, saying it all in one breath, sighing a little in the relief of saying it out loud.  It was nice to imagine Logan, shyly adjusting his glasses before saying yes...

I opened my eyes and I screeched with surprise - tearing my hand away from Logan, who was currently staring at me, jaw hanging open.

"Logan," I managed, wincing internally as my voice came out at least an octave higher than normal.  "Uh - Uh - How... How much of that... did you, uh," I stuttered, feeling my face burn under his surprised expression.

"Enough," he said quietly and my heart stopped in my throat.  "Patton, my glasses?  Where... ?"

Oh!

I  distracted myself by reaching for Logan's glasses, resting on top of the dictionary on his night stand.  Gently, closed Logan's hands around the frames so he could put them on, not wanting to poke his eyes out with my trembling fingers.

Logan blinked twice, adjusting to vision change.

I squirmed as he stared at me, shooting him a smile although I kinda felt sick to my stomach.

"Um... Logan?  W-What... What do you, uh - say...?"

Logan opened his mouth to respond before promptly closing it, indecision written on his face.  I wanted nothing more than to know what he was thinking...

"You know that I think very highly of you, Morality," Logan started.  

Please say yes, please.  If love really exists, please say yes.  

"But..." 

Oh no.

"Perhaps it would be better to... forget, the situation that just occurred moments ago."

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I shook my head, clearing my thoughts as Logan and I headed to the storage room.  Sparks padded beside me, jumping up and poking my hand with her nose.  As adorable as she was, I had a mission and I just didn't have time to play with her right now.  Who knows how long those sides have left?

"I think that I can remind the Sides who they are," I explained, picking up my pace.  "And I think that reminding them... can bring them back to themselves, un... ungemify them, or whatever."

Logan didn't say anything.  In fact, he was so quiet that I turned around to make sure that he was still following me.  Which was actually a good thing, because Logan was so shocked that he just stood in the hallway a few behind me - looking baffled by the idea.  "I - I guess it couldn't hurt to try," he said finally, starting to follow me again.

After a while of walking in silence, Logan spoke.  "Morality," Logan said and I winced unintentionally at the use of my job rather than my name, but by how cruel I've been to him, it was truly no surprise.  "Have... have you seen Virgil wear his headphones since his return?"

I frowned.  "No," I admitted.  "I... I haven't.  That's odd.  Maybe he... lost... them...?" The idea sounded far fetched even to me.

"Do... do you think there's a chance... that Virgil actually could be... Deceit?"

I stopped on my tracks, spinning to face Logan and feeling the color draining from my face.  "No," I managed.  "Do... do you know for sure that it's not Virgil?"  

Sparks, clueless to the conversation we were having, decided that was the perfect time to attack Logan's shoes again, whining a bit and padding at Logan's shoes.

Logan just shook his head, ignoring Sparks for now.  "No, I don't know for sure," I felt myself start to breathe normally again.  "But so many things aren't adding up and I just don't understand.  Like why hasn't Virgil tell us what happened on the Dark Side of the Imagination?  What happened while he was over there?"

Oh gosh... Logan still doesn't know that... that Virgil... what he did to Roman over there...

"And where did Ollie come from?  Why has Virgil never mentioned him before now?  And why doesn't Virgil have his headphones?  Where did they go?  Did he lose them?  Are they broken?  And if either of those scenarios are the case, why not make some new ones.  Or, if it truly is Virgil, why would he lie?"

I shook my head, glasses falling a little bit down my close.  I was clueless.

"And that's not all," Logan continued.  He did pause though, hesitating before saying this next one.  "I think that Roman lied to us," Logan continued.

"Okay, wait a second," I raised a hand, stopping him as I processed all this.  "What does Roman have to do with anything?  And he - he's gone, so - so what does it matter if he lied to us or not?  And what do you think that he lied about?"

"I am fairly certain Roman lied to us," Logan repeated firmly, adjusting his glasses.  "About the origin of his wings," he elaborated.

"What do you mean?"

"Well remember what he said when he first told us?" Logan reminded me.  "How he'd said that he created them?"

I nodded, vaguely remembering the conversation.  It had been so long ago...

"Well, I didn't think about it until rather recently, when Roman got his wings back," Logan explained, starting to pace right there in the middle of the hallway, back and forth.  "If Roman truly created his wings, then why didn't he just... create them again?  How did he lose them if he was the one to create them in the first place?"

I blinked uncertainly, suddenly realizing that Logan was right, something didn't add up.  There were so many unanswered questions...

"I'm almost certain that Roman lied to us about how he got his wings."

I pondered the thought for a moment.  "Do you think that Fairy Godmother gave them to him?  Maybe she didn't want Roman to say anything," I suggested.

"It's very possible," Logan agreed.  "However, I don't think so.  I mean, the second time Roman got his wings, he was in the Mind Palace.  And if she did, Roman would've just asked her to give him wings again."

"Then who? Who could've given him his wings?  And on top of that, who would have that kind of power?"

Neither one of us moved, blinking at each other stupidly.  Sparks however broke the silence, whining some more and now was bouncing between the two of our shoes, poking one before racing over and poking the other - trying everything to get us to give her attention.

Logan was the first to move.  "Well for now, let's work on what we know.  All we know right now is that Virgil doesn't consider Ollie a threat, Ollie mentioned bringing Roman back, the two of them are off to see Fairy Godmother, and we have a bunch of sides in our storage room from the attack on the Imagination."

I nodded.

"Let's go save the Imagination."

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I'M SO SORRY I'VE BEEN AWAY SO LONG I'VE MISSED THIS UGH <3

So if you've been paying attention to my account, I've been posting on all my active stories throughout the day because... it's my Wattpad Anniversary!  

Which also happens to be the anniversary of the Why I Run Series!!  

I started Why I Run on September 23rd, 2017 and wow look at how far this series has come!  And how much farther we still have to go (it's quite a bit XP)!

And to think I was going to give up after the first seven chapters XD

So thank you all for supporting me, whether you've been here since last year or just found this series a couple days ago (I'd be amazed if you made it this far in one day, although if that's true holy crap, you're a talented bean) I truly, truly appreciate it :)

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