CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY ONE

I can see that Logan is extremely on the edge because they still haven't found their leak which puts him under more pressure.

Justin, Cameron, Bob, Dad, Whiz and a very few of dad's trusted guys have been put on red alert, but from what I have been observing since the picnic, mom doesn't know anything about the threat on her life. Or mines, for that matter!

Logan has return to his brooding self and I understand what he's dealing with and I didn't want to add to his problems, so I'm trying not to be a complainer right now.

I need my husband's strength but I'm trying to bear my pain alone.

I called Dr. Morris and mention the pain that I'm in and he said the same thing he said from the beginning, it's something I will have to learn to bear.

I have resigned myself to remain bedridden when the time comes to keep my weight off my feet, which helps my spine.

I heard the voice calling my name, before I heard the knocking.

"It's open!" I shout out to my mother-in-law, who is not in the best of mood these days, since her son, the CEO of their company, shut down the photoshoot for the maternity line.

Mom comes in beaming, "the shoot is on, but we only have four hours," she informs me lifting and eyebrow frowning, "I got the okay" she shrugged. "Have you showered yet?"" She continues and as I nod, "good, good. The makeup girl will be here in twenty minutes, that's all we've got" mom was saying, when Logan spoke from behind her.

"I will monitor the makeup" he said and I have learnt these days, not or oppose or question Logan's decisions, but mom, apparently hasn't.

"What?" Mom gasp at his instruction but he raised a finger stopping her.

"It's a maternity line!" He says emphatically. "I want the model's face to portray a fresh baby glow, not the glow that's painted on and Jamie does have that glow." He turns to smile at me, coming towards me he lifts my chin with his index finger, to stare into my face.

Mom follows his gaze. "I'll allow, light eye make-up, with eyeliners and pencils and" he pauses, staring at my lips. "Nude lipstick, only" he turns to mom who didn't answer, but nods, frowning at me.

I have no idea what mom was thinking, but I smile. Logan hasn't forgotten his job and I feel so proud of him.

He kisses the top of my head, "I need black and white shuts" he adds "oh and one more thing, I will step into the shoot also as a supportive daddy" Logan walks off after that comment and I can definitely say that I know what mom is thinking, now! CONFUSED!

The girls, mom brought in were girls I have used before and in less than an hour, Logan and I started doing shots around the picnic table, in front of the lake and leaning against the giant tree as I called it since i was a child.

In most of the shuts, Logan held me. Whether it was up close or at arms length, he didn't let go!

Jer was nervous and I didn't comment, but mom took him under her wing and with no interference from Logan and I, Jer completed his first solo shoot and I'm so proud of him as he beams with excitement.

Unknown to mom and I, Logan made shirts and slacks in the same color scheme of the fabrics mom choose for my dresses, under his own line.

I smiled at my scheming husband, understanding now, why he stopped fighting mom from using me as a model.

Since gramps had a darkroom built for me, Jer excitedly locked himself away to develop the pictures he took, promising to message them for me to get a sneak peak.

I lay in bed relaxing before dinner, when Logan returned from wherever he disappeared to after the last shut, wearing the same shirt and slacks.

"You okay?" He asks shutting the bedroom door behind him.

"Are you?" I asked instead of answering him.

With a small smirk, he walks towards the bed, unbuttoning his shirt.

"I have something to confess" he says, instantly scaring me.

I nod and wait for him to continue.

"I had Gwen interrogated while I was at the shoot" he says and I frown, because I did suggest that he question her.

Sensing there's more, "okay?" I said hoping they didn't hurt her.

"They went rough on her" he says and I sat up as quickly as possible.

Without going asking another question I glared at him, " take me to her now!" I demanded, slightly crawling off the bed.

I can feel the tears already welling up, I just need to make sure she's okay.

Since she wasn't in the cabin, Logan wheeled me to where she was.

I gasped when I saw the light bruises on her cheek and her lip.

"Gwen" I called as she opened her eyes, from where she laid curled up in the bed.

I spun around and angrily glared at Logan, looking beyond him and addresses Whiz, "who did this" I demanded in a don't f**k with me tone.

Whiz looks at Logan first, "my husband didn't ask, I did" I said and I see Logan nod and that angered me, but I will not disrespect Logan in front of the guys.

"I'll bring him to you" Whiz nods, walking out.

Gwen coughs and I rolled the chair closer to her, "Jamie I'll be fine, it's okay" she says weakly, but it's not okay.

"No one should have hurt you like this" I responded as a thought occurred to me. I learned closer to her. "Do you think he was trying to kill you and I see the tears starting to flow from her bruised eye.

Without turning around, " I'm sorry Logan I will not tolerate this and I want that man followed and search his belongings" I turn around to Logan, watching him frown in confusion.

Thankfully Logan agreed with a silent nod as a man I have seen a few times walked in greeting Logan.

*Whatz up boss?" he asks, stopping short when he saw me, sitting beside the bed Gwen laid on.