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Logan's POV Jennifer and I first drove to her house to pick up some of her clothes as I told her I did not want to take any chances with her security. As we stop in front of her house, I see the paparazzi and reporters everywhere. On her deck outside sits a drunk John. He is leaning against her door and shouting for her to come out. I sigh. I see Jen is not looking happy, and I can not blame her. She has nothing to do with John, and he is anyway going to become a father. I am mad at him as I know he is now just making her life difficult. "Wait for me here, Angel, I will get rid of him and the paparazzi," I say as I get out of the car, but as I get out, Jen follows me. "I am not going to let you face this alone," Jen says, and they walk hand in hand to where John is still shouting her