A/N:I have seriously lost control of my life.

Disclaimer: Glee isn't mine. Dalton isn't either.

I.

Bailey shows up at his door one night.

His eyes look up at him nervously, hands fumbling with a CD case. "Logan, I thought I should give this to you," he says, as he holds it out unsteadily. "It's Julian's CD. He made it during the fair and—."

"Well if you know it's his, why don't you just give it to him?" Logan interrupts, obviously irritated. He'd just finished talking to Kurt about his past relationship with Blaine and he's fucking exhausted. "You know where his room is!"

"Oh," Bailey squeaks. His eyes go wide with realization and he starts taking a few steps back. "You're busy, of course. I—I'll just leave this with Derek then." He quickly turns on his heel, and then walks towards Derek's room, but Logan rolls his eyes and grabs Bailey by the arm.

"Honestly Bailey, do you have to make this so difficult?" Logan says, pulling Bailey towards the actor's room. "His room is right there!"

"But Logan," Bailey protests, as he plants his feet firmly onto the ground, "Julian's not there."

Logan stops and wheels around to look at the other boy. "What're you talking about?"

"He's gone," Bailey replies softly, "Julian's gone."

&.&.&

He almost pounces on Derek when he enters the common room.

Derek drops his training bag in surprise, takes in Logan's pained expression then sighs heavily. "You know."

"What happened?" Logan asks, his voice dangerously low. "Tell me why."

Derek makes his way to one of the couches and motions for the blond to sit next to him. Then Derek painfully tells him about the stalker and something about blood and mutilated pictures and it was just too hard to watch and for fuck's sake—.

"WHY DIDN'T ANYONE TELL ME?"

After Derek calms him down, he finally enters Julian's room.

It's stripped bare.

He finds some of their pictures in the trash, and Logan blames the emptiness he feels on the pills he'd taken earlier.

&.&.&

"Hey, it's Julian. I'm obviously busy right now, so I'll get back to you when I can."

"HEY LARSON, BAILEY LEFT ME YOUR CD. MAYBE YOU COULD GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE, GET IT FROM ME AND EXPLAIN YOURSELF IF IT ISN'T TOO MUCH TROUBLE.

LARSON, YOU ASS, WHERE ARE YOU?

JULIAN YOU BETTER NOT BE IGNORING ME.

JULIAN YOU SURE GOT SOME NERVE LEAVING LIKE THAT. NOW YOU WON'T EVEN ANSWER MY CALLS?

JULES PICK UP.

JULES ARE YOU EVER GOING TO SPEAK TO ME OR WHAT?"

&.&.&

After two days of no contact, Logan makes his way over to Derek's room to see if he's had any better luck. He opens the door and sees Derek sitting on his chair, his back turned to him.

"I don't care if you're busy!" Derek cries desperately, his phone pressed firmly against his ear. "It's fucking killing him, Jules!"

At the sound of the brunet's name, Logan dashes in and grabs Derek's phone. He holds onto the phone tightly and despite his better judgment, shouts, "LARSON, YOU BETTER HAVE A GOOD EXPLANATION FOR COMPLETELY CUTTING ME OUT OF YOUR LIFE."

Julian hangs up.

Logan angrily tosses the phone back to Derek, who scoffs. "Don't you ever knock?"

Logan storms off and slams the door in response.

That night, he roughly places Julian's CD into his stereo and listens to it—to Julian—over and over until he falls asleep.

&.&.&

Two weeks later at Warblers practice, their phones explode.

The Warblers present check their phones simultaneously, each receiving various versions of: You will never guess what happened on Something Damaged.

Since he was never a fan of the show—he only ever watched when Julian was on—Logan brushes it off. After practice however, the Brightman twins come up to him.

"What do you want?" he asks them pointedly.

"You're coming with us," they reply simultaneously. The twins place themselves on either side of him, grab his arms and start dragging him towards the Windsor common room. Logan's too curious to even protest.

"Hey Lo," Derek calls, when they pass by him in the hallway. "Do you know what this is all about?" he asks, waving his phone. "And what are you doing with them?" He eyes the twins suspiciously but they simply shrug and continue walking.

"He's coming, too," Ethan says over his shoulder.

"What? Where are we going?"

"Common room," Evan replies.

"Why the hell would I want to go there?" Derek starts to protest, but Wes and David are suddenly at his side and he clearly preferred to walk than to be dragged along in the middle of the other two.

In the Windsor common room, Logan takes a seat on the couch next to Derek while the twins quickly speak with Dwight as he pours salt all over the room, all the while muttering about necessary precautions. The cautious looks that are thrown in his direction only makes him feel slightly anxious.

"Well, isn't anyone going to explain why we're all here?" Derek asks loudly.

"Hold on," Blaine says patiently.

"Han's setting it up," Kurt adds from his place next to Blaine.

"Setting what up?"

But then the twins flop onto the couch and make themselves comfortable beside the Stuart prefect. Charlie tosses the remote to Evan, who turns the TV on. Then Julian's face is suddenly shown on screen, and Logan's breath gets caught in his throat.

"Julian's back on Something Damaged," Charlie says matter-of-factly, but Logan doesn't even hear him. Though his eyes are immediately glued to the screen, he doesn't follow the story, doesn't really notice the comments the twins make, or the few chuckles from the other Windsors. He's so transfixed that he doesn't even care about the nervous glances that are still thrown his way. Because after all this time, he's finally looking at Julian again, and he can tell just from his lack of movement that Derek is just as absorbed as he is.

After half an hour though, he hears someone gasp. He finally tears his eyes away from the TV screen to look at the other people in the room. He sees that they're either staring wide-eyed with their mouths hanging open, or had completely bewildered expressions on their faces.

"Holy shit," he hears Derek curse under his breath.

Curious, Logan looks back at the screen and sees Julian kissing some blond guy.

He stops.

Does a double take.

Because hold the fucking phone, Julian is kissing some blond guy.

He looks to his left and sees his shock reflected on Derek's face. But all around him there are squeals and cat calls and wolf whistles and then some idiot presses rewind and puts it on slowmo.

"Oh my god!"

"Is this really happening?"

"I knew it, I fucking knew it!"

"I can't believe we're watching this in slowmo!"

"Look at them go!"

"There's totally some tongue in there!"

Then Logan snaps his head away so quickly that he thinks that he might've broken his neck. His heart is aching, beating so wildly in his chest that he feels as if it might explode. He's confused, he really is, but he is too overcome with the urge to hit someone to think much of it. So he picks up a discarded Nerf gun from the floor and furiously throws it at the wall. The sound of it breaking causes the Windsors to calm down and look at him, and it's so quiet that Logan hears nothing but the sound of his own labored breaths.

He quickly stands up, careful not to make eye contact, and marches out of the room with Derek right behind him.

&.&.&

There is still no word from Julian, but he's everywhere.

As he walks along the hallways, he hears phones buzz nonstop, quick whispers, hushed conversations, all about the kiss and it's enough to drive Logan insane.

And then Julian, that goddamn prick, says he's bi.

"This can't be true," Logan tells Derek, amidst all the buzz from the Windsors. The twins brought them back to their common room to watch the interview and the two of them were seated again on one of the couches. "This is a—a publicity stunt. It has to be."

Derek turns to him, a serious expression on his face. "No, he's not lying. He's really bi."

"He told you?" Logan asks, his tone dangerous.

"No," the other boy replies tersely. "I figured it out before he left."

"How?"

Derek stops. He's so tempted to just give everything away. "Logan he—he's—." The Stuart then sighs deeply before he continues. "It was just a feeling. When I asked him about it, he put up such a fight that eventually gave everything away. You know how he is."

Logan looks around the room and sees that everyone's stopped talking and is looking at him—Dwight even making a cross with his fingers—as if expecting another outburst. Instead, he slowly makes his way out of the common room and when he gets to his room, plays Julian's CD again to calm him down. He has listened to the brunet's rendition of Beautiful enough times to know that it actually works.

"So this is the song Bailey was talking about," Derek says when he enters the room a few minutes later.

"Mhhm," Logan replies from his bed.

"Lo?"

"What?"

A pause.

"I miss him, too."

When Logan doesn't even look up, Derek sighs then turns to leave.

That night he dreams of Julian—the actor's laughing, and making snarky remarks, and is actually talking to him—and when he wakes up, he figures that if Julian's dreams were as good as his was, then Logan understands why he's always asleep.