Author's Notes: You guys miss me? =P I'm glad you guys liked the ending for My Bad Boy. Hopefully you guys will like the sequel. So, enjoy!

So, yeah. I'm pretty sure you guys know I don't own Big Time Rush. If I did, it would SO be R rated ;)

Logan's POV:

"Hey, newlyweds!" Shay screamed as we walked over to her. She hugged us tightly before grabbing one of the bags Carlos was carrying.

"Sooo? How was the honeymoon?" She asked.

Just in case you're wondering, me and Carlos just got back from our honeymoon in Paris. It's been 4 years since he proposed to me. Since he proposed in Paris, we figured it would be a good idea to go for our honeymoon. We got married on August 2nd. We left for our honeymoon when the wedding reception was over.

"The hotel room was amazing," Carlos answered as he winked at me. I blush and walk a little faster.

"Ew. I didn't need that image. I meant how was the food, the sight-seeing? You know, things I actually want to hear about," She said as we made our way to her car. She opened the trunk and put the bag she was holding in it.

"It was incredible, Shay! Even better than the first time we went," I tell her as I throw the bags in the trunk. I hop in the passenger's seat while Carlos closes the trunk. He slides in the back seat.

"Looggiiee. Sit back here with me,"

"Carlos, you are such a big baby!" Shay joked as she pulled out of the parking lot.

"Yea, but he's my big baby," I say as I look back at Carlos, "Why didn't James come?"

"He's cleaning up the house,"

"Wait, you let your fiancée, James, clean? He sucks at cleaning!" Carlos yelled.

Yup. You heard right. About 3 years after me and Carlos got engaged; James popped the question to Shay who eagerly said yes. After we all graduated from college, we decided to move in together. That was before Shay got transferred to California because of her job. Not wanting her to be by herself, we all moved to California with her.

By luck, we found 2 affordable, yet amazing townhouses right next to each other. Why not move into 1 house all together? Well, me and Carlos decided to take the other house. I get kinda…loud… during the night, if you know what I mean. Two weeks before me and Carlos got married, we all moved in to our houses.

Shay got a job as an assistant to the famous record producer, Gustavo Rocque, at Rocque Records. (Please tell me if I spelled Gustavo's last name right) James got his dream job as an actor for a new, hit TV series called 'Big Time Rush'. It's about 4 boys from Minnesota, who make it big and move to California for a record deal. I have a paid internship at one of California's top hospitals. And Carlos, believe it or not, Carlos is a writer. Yea, a writer. He's one of the 2 writers of a new series 'Big Time Rush'.

I never thought of Carlos to be a writer, but the show is really good! About an hour later, Shay pulls up to the two townhouses. Me and Carlos get out, grab our bags, and walk up to our door.

"I'll see you guys later for dinner!" Shay yelled before she walked in her house. Carlos unlocked the door and we walked in. I flipped the lights on and we went upstairs to put our bags down. We dropped our bags on the floor and collapsed on our bed.

"I just wanna lie here," Carlos said as he turned his head toward me.

"Well, you have to unpack," I tell him.

"What about you?"

"I'm just gonna sit here and watch,"

"And what makes you think I'm gonna let you relax while I work?" He asks me as he turns towards me and lifts his eyebrow. I put my hands behind my head and smirk.

"Because I can control whether you get some tonight or not,"

He shoots off the bed and looks at me, "Good point," He grabs a suitcase "I'll start with this one," I sit up and grab his arm. I pull him down a little and kiss his lips.

"Thank you, husband," He smiles and leans down to kiss me.

"No problem, husband,"

5 Hours Later (8 pm):

After Carlos unpacked our bags, we took a "nap", showered and changed clothes. Around 8 pm, we walked to Shay and James' house. We knocked on the door and James opened it. He smiled and moved to let us in.

"Hey, newlyweds! How was the honeymoon?" He asked as he gave a hug.

"It was fun. Definitely exciting! Thanks for giving us the tickets," I answer him.

"It was nothing. I saw how much fun you guys had the first time, so I thought you guys would love to for your honeymoon,"

"Well, you were definitely right," Carlos tells him, "Hmm, smells good. What's he cooking?"

"I don't know," James answered him. "She kicked me out when I was trying to help,"

"I'll go check," Carlos said as he walked toward the kitchen.

"CARLOS, I WILL NOT LET YOU OR JAMES STEP FOOT IN THIS KITCHEN! ONLY LOGAN HAS ACCESS!" Shay yelled.

"MEANIE!" Carlos yelled back.

"WHATEVER! LOOOGAAN!" I laugh.

"And that's my cue," I walk toward the kitchen. Carlos pulled my arm back and held me by my waist. He leans down and kisses me,

"I'll miss you,"

"I'll miss you more,"

"I'll miss you most," All of a sudden, a flash goes off. We turn our head to face James who was holding a camera.

"Sorry. You guys are just so cute!" Carlos rolls his eyes and I laugh.

"I think Shay made him soft," He whispered in my ear.

"Hey! I heard that!" James said as he pointed at Carlos. I smile and lean up to kiss my husband and walk into the kitchen.

"So, what do you need help with?" I ask Shay as I lean on the countertop.

"Can you mash these while I season the steaks?" She answers as she pushes a bowl of potatoes my way.

"Mmm. Your famous steak and potatoes! I love those!" She smiles and looks at me.

"I know. That's why I made it. Consider it as an 'I'm sorry' gift,"

"Sorry for what?" I ask her as I start mashing the potatoes.

"Sorry for moving you guys out here to Cali. I know you guys really wanted to stay in Minnesota,"

"Shay," I stop mashing and put my hands on her shoulders turning her towards me, "We told you, we wanted to move to California with you. It's an opportunity for all of us. Besides, we didn't wanna leave you here by yourself. If we had to, we'd do it all over again,"

"Really?"

"Yes, really. You're like a sister to me, Shay. I'd do anything to make sure you're ok," She hugged me tightly and I hugged her back.

"Thanks, Loges,"

"No problem, Shay,"

About 3 Hours Later

After we had dinner, we sat in the living room and looked at one of the old photo albums Shay brought with her from Minnesota.

"Aww. You looked so cute, Carlos," I tell him as we looked at one of his baby pictures.

"Yeah. What happened?" Shay joked. We laughed as Carlos pouted.

"You know, I ask myself that about you every day," We laughed even more when Shay threw a pillow at him. Shay flipped the page of the photo album and I noticed an old picture of a guy who looked exactly like Carlos.

"Who's that, babe?" I ask him. He looks at the picture and scowls.

"That's our Uncle Enrique. Let's just say he's not one of Carlos' favorite uncle," Shay told us.

"Why? What happened?" James asked.

"Well, he did try to kill me for liking guys and threatened to kill me when he got out of prison, so I guess you could say we're not that close," Carlos answered. Shay was about to say something when her phone rang. She got up and answered it.

"Hello?...Hey Mom…No. She didn't. Why?...Oh My God. When?...H-how? I thought he had like 15 more years!...Did she tell Carlos?...Ok, Ok. I'll tell him…Alright. Bye, Mom," She hung up the phone and looked at Carlos. All the color in her face just paled.

"What's wrong, babe?" James asked her. She just looked at Carlos.

"Carlos…"

"What's wrong?"

"Enrique just got out of prison,"

Author's Notes: And that's where I end it. I hope you guys are liking the story so far. I'm sorry it's a little short. Next chapter will be longer. Don't forget to review!