Full summary: After graduation, Big Time Rush breaks up in different directions. Eight years later Kendall plays for the Wilds, James goes to New York City for a model/acting career, Carlos is a cop and Logan is a doctor. Can New York rekindle their old flames? Cargan and kames fluff. Rated K+ for slash, nothing bad.

I shouldn't but this is stuck in my head and I have major NEW YORK pride. I love this city to death because if you can make it there, you'll make it, anywhere. This story is really short but still a mult-chapter. It's just for fun.

This story is not connected to illogicality.

Disclaimer: I don't own btr.

Chapter 1: A shot, a train ride, two fated reunions

In Minnesota Hospital

"Dr. Mitchell!" An intern calls trying to keep up with the busy doctor.

"Walk and talk, Casey. I just finished two major surgeries back to back and I need some sleep." He replies accepting the notepad of forms. He quickly reads the paper hastening to the front desk ignoring the girl yelling "The form must be filled right now."

"Wow Dr. Mitchell." The secretary says taking the signed forms from him. "Two five hour surgeries and you can still stand."

"Not for long, Sandy. I'm living off of two five hour energy drinks and I'm about to crack." He says removing his lab coat. "I'm heading home."

"Ok. See you tomorrow, doctor. Say hi to the misses and kids for me." She says causing Logan to cringe.

"Dr. Mitchell is not married, Sandy, or even has a special friend." A tall doctor states before Logan can open his mouth. "But he should have one at his age." He laughs shaking Logan's shoulder.

"I'm fine without a wife." Logan responds coldly pushing the hands off. "Do you need something Dr. Cooper? I need to go."

"Walk with me." He says walking down the hall. "I need you to do one more surgery. It's a bullet wound to the shoulder, very easy to remove."

"Then why don't you do it, boss?" Logan scowls. "I'm dead tired."

"I would but the patient requested you. And I'm friends with his boss and I'm your boss so I have leverage."

"That is against the law!" Logan fights. "Beside, I can't do another procedure."

"Age 26. Male, Latino. The bullet penetrated the right side of his pectoral muscle." Dr. Cooper continues disregarding Logan's complaint. "He is a cop who took a bullet for a mother and a five year old child. It's the least I, we can do." He tries to guilt.

"Touching but home is where I'm heading."

"Logan you want to see this. I think there is a reason why he requested you but he won't tell us. He rather dies then let someone else operate on him."

"Fine." Logan gives in reaching the emergency room. "Where is he?"

"AHHH!" Logan hears a scream, a familiar scream. "Who is that" He says turning his head to the direction of the pained cry. Dr. Cooper walks to the curtain of the said patient, removing the cloth.

Logan gasps covering his mouth while his eyes widen in terror. His eyes waters as his leg shakes in fear.

"Officer Gracias."

"Carlos." Logan whispers, his legs frozen.

The patient lifts his head with a stained face. "Save me, Logie."

Subway station in New York

SCREECH! The sound of the subway trains makes as the ten cart train flies past a blond boy. He covers his face with his collar trying to avoid the horrible smell of the underground transit and also to avoid New Yorkers who hate the Minnesota Wilds players, much less the MVP of the season, Kendall Knight.

Watching the train stops and the doors open, he walks in sitting on the last seat of an empty row. Beep, the train makes closing the door as a tall brunette rushes in panting. He takes the seat next to the blond breathing heavily.

Suddenly the train moves causing the brunette to slide onto Kendall's side.

"Ohh so sorry!" He says bouncing back to his seat. He looks at the covered up blonde. "Is that you

"James?" Kendall finishes dropping his collar clenched hand revealing his nose and lips to him.

"Kendall." He pulls the blond into a hug. "It's been ages. How've you been?"

"Good. I just won"

"I know." He interrupts. "Everyone is talking about how they hate the Wilds for winning. I wanted to see you play and win against the New York Rangers though. Minnesota pride right?"

"Well, why didn't you call me? I can get you tickets." Kendall asks causing James' smile to fade.

"I wanted to but I…"

"Been busy with modeling, acting… two past girlfriends, an ex-wife and a daughter?" Kendall adds to James' discomfort. And to add more to the situation, the train stops abruptly trapping them underground. A male voice on the loud speaker says "Sorry for the delay. There is a train in front of us. Please be patient."

"Yea, that's why." He says shifting gaze forward.

"I tried calling you James but you never pick up."

"I told you. I kind of, been busy with family and work and stuff." He rubs the back of his neck.

"So have I, but I missed you. Why do I have to find out about your life through magazines and newspapers? And you know how hard it is to get New York Times in Minnesota?"

James tries to hide his chuckle remembering how Kendall's one-lines make him giggle. "Sorry Kendall it's just I don't want to get you involve with my crazy family."

"I love to meet them."

"NO!" James shouts shocking Kendall. "I mean, I don't want to trouble my daughter, Lily by showing her ummm"

"A past boyfriend?" Kendall asks knowing what James is alluding to.

"Yea." He whispers.

"Why not James? I won't do anything bad to her. I'll love her like I love you."

"I don't want that."

"Want what? Me to treat her nicely?" Kendall raises an eyebrow.

"You to love me." He says crushing Kendall as the train starts moving again. "I can't have that. I want her to think my divorce is because I'm not compatible with my wife and not because I'm unhappy that I'm not married to the guy I loved. I can't have her thinking I'm gay is the reason why she doesn't have a mother." James cries verbally.

"This is Prince Street." The loud speaker rings.

"Sorry Kendall, this is my stop. I live in Soho. Where are you going?"

"Regis hotel."

James chuckles. "You're on the wrong train heading towards Brooklyn. Take this to the next stop and transfer to the uptown N, R or Q train to 5 avenue. Bye Kendall."

"Thanks." Kendall says watching his past love walking out. "I hope we meet again."

Each chapter is going to roughly be this length or more but no more than 2000 words. This is a short story like a bedtime story lol. Please review.

Tell me if you like it and if I should continue.