Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Safe & Sound Part 2-Mitch Rapp

"It's okay, kid. It was just a dream. You're alright," Mitch said gently as he rocked them.

"But. . . He shot. . . Mommy. . . I lost her. . ." Logan said between sobs.

Mitch soothed Logan as he cupped his head in his hand. "Mommy is fine. She's alive. You didn't lose her. That's why I'm here. To keep you and Mommy safe."

Logan continued to sob as Mitch held him close. I leaned against the wall outside Logan's room as I heard Mitch continue to comfort my son.

"It's alright, buddy," he whispered. I peaked in to see Logan tucked into his chest as Mitch leaned against the bed frame. "Tell me what happened."

"It was daddy," Logan stuttered through his tears. "When he attacked us back at Uncle Stan's. But. . ."

"But what?" Mitch asked as Logan snuggled more into Mitch's chest.

"But we didn't save Mommy," Logan cried. "We didn't get to her in time. By the time that we did. . . She was. . ." Mitch's face dropped as he tightened his arms around my son.

"But we did save Mommy," Rapp whispered as he ran his fingers through Logan's hair. "She's in her room, sleeping."

"I know," Logan said, his voice soft. "It's still scary. I don't want to lose my mommy, Mitch."

"You won't," Mitch said without a second of hesitation. "That's why I'm here. My job is to protect you and your mother."

"But you won't be around long," Logan said, slightly pulling away from Mitch.

"Buddy," he sighed.

"Mommy says you're only staying with us for a few more days. Then you're leaving us. You're leaving me." Logan avoided Mitch's eyes as he looked down at his blanket.

"I like having you around," Logan whispered. "You're here to protect my mommy and me. It makes me feel safe. Mommy has always done a good job of protecting me, but she deserves a break. She deserves to be happy."

"Your mother is happy, Logan. She has you."

"But that's not enough!" Logan's eyes widened as he yelled. He lowered his voice as he continued, "Mommy has always taken care of me. She deserves someone taking care of her. Someone like you."

"Logan," Rapp sighed. "I'm just temporary, remember? I go back to Uncle Stan in a few days."

"You don't have to," Logan stuttered. "You don't have to leave us, Mitch. You can stay. You can stay with us. Please? You can protect us. Don't you. . . Don't you care about us? I've seen the way you look at Mommy. It's the same way she looks at you."

"Really?" Mitch smiled but instantly shook his head. "Look, kid. It's hard to understand at your age, but I would do more damage than good."

"What do you mean?" Logan asked, tilting his head like he always does when he questions things.

Mitch sighed as he relaxed more into the bed. "I lost the woman I love a few years back. I couldn't protect her."

"But you protect Mommy and me just fine," Logan shrugged.

"I know," Mitch stuttered. "It's just. . . Everyone I love ends up getting hurt. I can't. . . I can't risk anything happening to you or your mother."

"You won't," Logan said through a yawn. I smiled, a tear streaming down my cheek as I saw Logan cuddle up to Mitch. The second Logan leaned his head on Mitch's chest, his eyes started to get heavy.

"Get some sleep, kid," Mitch whispered.

I gasped, quickly ducking back into the hallway right as Mitch looked up at the open door.