Logan wasn't one to get emotional if he could help it, but when Anne leaned against him he felt something inside him shatter. His arms wrapped around her instantly as he held her, hushing her softly and rubbing her back.

He wanted to say it would all be okay, but the words caught in his throat. It wouldn't be okay, not anytime soon, and pretending it would be would solve nothing.

"I'm sorry," he said finally, meaning it. "God, Anne, I'm so sorry."

He pressed a kiss to the top of her head, wild red hair in his face as he closed his eyes and held her just a bit tighter.