Question. Is the fic the result of A) mountain-loads of cola, B) a very late night phone call or C) my strange and very twisted brain. Or is it D) all of the above? Shouldn't be too hard to answer! It's not exactly what you'd expect from a W/R fic, but it is one really! I can argue the point, honest! *g* Oh, btw, Logan didn't leave in this little miniverse. Thought that'd make ya smile. Thanks: As always go to Andariel, my loving mentor, and for the original hallway scene and general plot I must credit Tesria or she'll have my hide. *g* Remember that this is a one-off, girl!