Yay. First chapter of the sequel. I want to get this up before I go to the BTR concert on Friday because I wont have internet for those next couple days. Also I will be in North Carolina for about a week so I wont be able to update. So yeah. This story takes place after Kendall and Logan get married but I will mention it briefly throughout the story. It is also still from Kendall's point of view. Also if you didn't read the story Hello Goodbye that goes along with this story you should or you will be confused. Alright, enjoy the first chapter.

It had been a year since Logan and I have been married. Everything was going well. We had our own apartment and things were starting to look up. Even though my dad had said he had a year at the most to live, he was still alive. All his doctors appointments had gone well and they even said he might live for a very long time.

Logan and I both got jobs. I had a job as a recruiter for the Los Angeles Kings hockey team. Basically what I did was go around high school's and college's looking for that one kid who was looking to make it big time in the NHL.

Logan followed his dream and became a doctor. He has the night shifts, but is sometimes on call during the day. He rarely gets called in during the day unless something really bad happened and they needed another doctor.

We always tried to make time for each other and it always worked. When I was traveling to schools, I would visit my dad if I was in his area. He was doing good and was looking good.

Today though, I had a day off. I actually had the whole month off because it was summer break for everyone. It was currently eight in the morning, and I had just woken up. When I went to wake Logan up, who slept next to me, he wasn't there.

I got up and checked the bathroom, but he wasn't there. I went downstairs into the kitchen and found a note taped on the refridgerater. I took it off and read it,

Dear Kendall,

I got called in early this morning for an emergency surgery. But good news is, they decided to give me the rest of the week off. I will see you around 2 this afternoon.

Love you,

Logan

I smiled to myself. Me and Logan, together, alone for a whole week. This never happens. I poured myself a cup of coffee and walked over to the couch. I turned on the TV. Since it was early in the morning and nothing was on I just turned on the news. The next thing I remembered was falling asleep on the couch.

"Kendall. Kendall, sweetie wake up." I opened my eyes to see Logan there.

"Hey. When did you get home?" I said as I got up and pecked him on the lips.

"I got back about an hour ago. I saw you sleeping so I went up to take a shower. Then I woke you up" he said. I nodded my head.

"So how was work?" I asked. He shrugged his shoulders.

"Good. Busy like usual." He never says much about his job. I don't really know why. I never really asked.

"Cool." It was quiet for a while before the phone rang. Logan got up and answered it.

"Kendall, its for you. Its your mom." He handed me the phone and I walked into my room and sat on the bed.

"Mom. Is everything alright? You never call unless its an emergency."

"Actually Kendall, thats exactly why I called. Your dad had a heart attack and we are at the hospital." She said. I could tell she was crying on the other end.

"But he was doing good I thought. What happened? What caused this?" I asked.

"Kendall, sweetie, they dont know yet. He is awake and stable, but they are keeping him overnight to observe and run tests in him."

"OK. Can you please call me if you get any news?"

"I will. I promise. I have to go now. I love you. Bye."

"Bye." I hung up the phone. I stayed on my bed and tried to hold back tears. When I was finally able to stand up without thinking I was going to faint from all the stress that just got put on me, I walked out to where Logan was waiting for me.

"Is everything alright? Your mom sounded kind of worried over the phone." He said. I put the phone back where it was supposed to be and turned around. Tears pooled in my eyes and he saw it.

"Lets go sit on the couch." He said. He took my hand and led me over to the couch.

"Now, tell me whats the matter?" I sighed and took a deep breath.

"My dad had a heart attack." I told him. None of the tears fell, but I could still feel them burning the corners of my eyes.

"Oh my God. Is he going to be OK?" He asked.

"They dont know. They are keeping him over night to run tests and observe. Logan, what if something is wrong again? What if he dies for real? I mean technically he should already be dead. He was only supposed to live up to a year at the most. What if the year was too much and hes dying Logan."

"Kendall, everything will be alright. Like last time, I will be right there with you every step of the way." I looked in his eyes and gave him a sad smile. I snuggled into the crook of his neck and closed my eyes.

I fell into a peaceful sleep knowing Logan would protect me no matter what the situation was.

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