Logan

"Logan," Max squeaked out as she saw him standing there. Relief poured through her body, she was finally safe. In a blur of motion she darted over to him wraping him in her arms, holding on tightly as if he would disapear. She enhaled his scent, breathing him in. "Ohgod Logan."

"Max..." Logan gapsed as he struggled to breathe through Max's vice like grip. Her heard buried in his chest she began mumbling.

"At the stripclub... Jonas... Stuck me in a room... **** me..." she cried out into his chest.

Logan could do little more than hold on to her as she let it all out.