Written By: TheRescuer2

Lila's POV

I stand at the kitchen counter, flipping through my cookbook, deciding what to make for dinner. I hear the front door open and my three year old daughter, Holly, runs past me, her shoulder length brown curls shaking with her laughter as she runs to greet her father at the door.

"Holly, no running in the house!" I call out, and let out a small little giggle. No matter how many times I tell her, Holly just doesn't stop running. She has received more bruises from falling due to her running than an apple thrown on the ground a dozen times. I hear my husband greet our daughter, and Holly's wonderful laughter rings throughout the house.

"Mom, can I borrow some green paint from your studio?" My eldest child, Juliet, asks as she walks into the kitchen. I look at Juliet as she picks up an orange from the fruit bowl on our table.

"Sure sweetheart." I reply, flipping through another page of the cookbook. "Just be careful and make sure Holly doesn't follow you down. I don't like her down in the studio without me down there."

"Thanks and yeah, I'll keep Holly out." Juliet walks off, and I watch her go. She is so much like her father, with her height and long brown hair, even though she is just fifteen. She has my husband's beautiful brown eyes and takes after him when it comes to looks. Juliet takes after his personality, but has some of my traits too.

"Well hello there beautiful." My husband, James Diamond, greets me as he enters the kitchen. He wraps his arms around my waist and kisses my neck. James is a little taller than my 5'8 frame, and has to bend down to kiss me.

"Hello there yourself." I respond. "What do you want for dinner?"

"Why don't we order out?" James suggests. "I think you deserve a little break from being such a wonderful wife."

"Fine, but you have to be the one who kid the kids to agree on what get." I say. James groans and I turn and face him, leaning against the counter. He places his hands around my hips, and is leaning into me. "Because you know they are each going to want a different thing."

"Holly will agree with me." James says, kissing the tip of my nose. "The only problem will be Juliet and Gabe."

"Have fun." I tease. James and I kiss, but pull apart when we hear Holly come running into the room.

"Holly Elizabeth Diamond, I told you to stop running." I say sternly. Holly pouts, and James picks her up, resting Holly on his hip.

"Would you like Chinese for dinner?' James asks, tickling Holly's stomach. The three year old giggles and shakes her head up and down. "Good, now can you be Daddy's little helper and convince your brother and sister to want the same thing?"

"Yes Daddy!" Holly says. James sets her down and she runs off. James turns back towards me, resting his hands on my hips. He leans in close to me, and runs a hand through my blonde hair. "Now where were we?" James whispers before we kiss again.

James's POV

A half an hour later after we ordered Chinese Food, a knock comes at the front door of our New York house. I run down the stairs, Holly on top of my shoulders. Lila is in the art studio in the basement of our house, helping Juliet with a painting, as Juliet is being looked at for a college scholarship and Lila had an art scholarship all four years at our college, where we met and fell in love. Gabriel, our nine year son, is sitting in the living room watching a crime show. I answer the door, and am shocked to see who stands there.

Gustavo Rocque, Big Time Rush's producer and manager, stands on my doorsteps. He is older than he used to be, with wisps of gray hair and some wrinkles. He's dressed in a button shirt and jeans, something I am unused too.

"Gustavo?" I question, a smile on my face. I reach up and pull Holly off my shoulders. She hugs my leg and looks up at Gustavo, her blue eyes staring up at him in curiosity. I look down at Holly and pat her head. She looks up at me and I laugh. "It's okay Holly, Gustavo is an old friend."

Holly looks back at Gustavo and holds at her teddy bear named Cinnamon towards Gustavo. "If you Daddy's friend, then you Cinnamon's friend." Holly states. Gustavo looks at the bear and shakes it head. "I think your teddy bear would rather play with you." He says. Holly blinks her blue eyes, then lowers Cinnamon back down to her side.

"May I come in?" Gustavo asks me. I gesture for him to enter, and he does. Holly clings to my leg, and I try to walk with her clinging on. "Holly, Gustavo and Daddy have to talk. Go see if Mommy and Juliet need help with their painting."

Holly nods her head and takes off down the stairs with Cinnamon. "No running!" I shout. I gesture for Gustavo to follow me to the kitchen, where Gabe sits at the kitchen table working on something. I place hand on his shoulder, and he looks up at me.

"Can you give me and Gustavo a few minutes alone?" I ask.

"Dad, I got to finish this new play for the team." Gabe protests. "Coach just made me captain and asked me to come up with a new play that is a sure win against Northridge."

"Tell you what. If you give me and Gustavo a few minutes alone, I give an extra eggroll." I bribe. Gabe bits his lip, before nodding his head, his short, messy blonde hair shaking as he does.

"Tell you what Dad, if you give me your eggroll and an extra wonton in my soup, I'll get mom too." Gabe replies, a smirk on his face.

"Tell you what, I'm not going to bribe you. Get out of here, send Mom up, and you get your eggroll and your normal amount of wontons."

"Now that's just unfair." Gabe teases. I give him a stern look and he laughs, and I can't help but smile myself. I look back at Gustavo, who is just standing there.

"Okay Gabe, go now." I say. Gabe shakes his head and I can see his blue eyes twinkling behind his black square framed glasses, which means that he is going to drag this out as long as possible.

"Gabriel." I say, using my stern voice. "I mean it. Go now."

"Sometimes you suck the fun out of everything." Gabe complains before trudging out of the room. I pull a chair out for Gustavo and he sits. "Can I get you coffee?" I ask. Gustavo looks at me and laughs. I give him a puzzle look, and seeing this, he begins to speak.

"I just can't believe how much you have grown up." Gustavo explains. "You have three kids, and the way you interact with them is mind-blowing. And since I have entered your house, you have not once complained about or fixed your hair. Moved on past those days?"

I pour coffee from the pot and into a cup for Gustavo. "I mean, I guess I grew up." I say. "I'm a CEO to Cuda Cosmetics, so I still have the hair thing going in a way. But I have family now, so they come first."

"A real family man now, aren't you?" Gustavo chuckles. I laugh and place the cup of coffee in front of him. I laugh and nod my head.

"Okay Gustavo, so why exactly are you here?" I question. "Big Time Rush finished their run along time ago."

"James!" Lila's voice calls out. I hear her come up the stairs. "What exactly is going on?"

"Hello Lila." Gustavo greets as my wife walks into the kitchen, wiping her paint covered hands on a towel.

"Gustavo, what a pleasant surprise!" Lila says. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to speak to the two of you about my new project." Gustavo says.

"If you want a Big Time Rush reunion, I don't think that is going to happen." I state. "Kendall, Carlos, Logan and I are all very busy people with our families now."

"I'm not here for a reunion." Gustavo says. "I'm here about a new band that I'm forming."

"So do you want James to come out to Hollywood to mentor them?" Lila asks as she takes a seat next to me at the table. Gustavo shakes his head. "No, the new band I'm forming is actually composed of Big Time Rush's children."

"You want my kids to join your new band?" I gasp out. I look at Lila, and see her blue eyes are wide. Gustavo nods his head, conforming my thoughts.

"I don't know Gustavo." Lila says. "Our children have grown up here all their life. Juliet is only fifteen and is being looked at for an art scholarship by several colleges. Gabe just became the captain of his soccer team and Holly just began preschool. To tear them away from all that…"

"Do your children have any music talents?" Gustavo asks. I nod my head, my eyes wandering over to the music instruments resting in the living room. "Juliet plays piano and sings sometimes." I say, tearing my eyes away from the instruments and back to Gustavo. "Gabe plays guitar sometimes, and Holly is way too young to be in a band."

"So two out of the three can be in the band?" Gustavo says, a smile forming out of his lips. "Don't forget, Kendall, Carlos, and Logan have children too."

"Do you think our musical talents just passed down from us to our children?" I snap. Lila places her hands on top of mine and gives me a small squeeze. I look at her, calming down a bit.

"This is a good opportunity for your children." Gustavo says. "Juliet could get a music scholarship instead of an art one. Is Gabe's dream to be a famous soccer player?" Gustavo pauses, and I nod my head. "You all know that his chances of becoming a famous soccer player are slim to nothing. Music, which can give him a better career for later in life. And Holly can stay with the band during rehearsals and learn about music through watching. They say children learn important skills at a young age in life."

I look at Lila and she looks at me. The same thought is mirrored in our eyes, and we turn back towards Gustavo. "If the kids want to do it, then it's alright with us."

"Excellent!" Gustavo says, clapping his hands together. We all get up from the table and go into the living room.

"Juliet, Gabe, Holly, can you come to the living room?" I shout from the top steps leading to the basement. I join Lila at her side, and Gustavo stands a few feet away from us. I hear my children's footsteps come pounding up the stairs, and I remember listening to those same footsteps every time on Christmas Day. Gabe appears first, then Juliet and Holly, the latter who is in her big sister's arms. Juliet sets Holly down, who stands in front of Juliet. Gabe stands next to Juliet and the two look at each other with curiosity about why they have been called up. They all know about my past, so they know who Gustavo is.

"Juliet, Gabe, Holly, as you know, this is Gustavo Rocque, manager of Big Time Rush from my music days." I say. "And he wants you in a band. Well, rather Juliet and Gabe." Holly looks at me, tears forming in her three year old eyes. I give Holly a reassuring smile. "You're just too little, Princess. But Gustavo says that you can be at band rehearsals."

Holly breaks out in a smile and runs towards me and Lila. She runs right in Lila's open arms, and my wife picks her up.

"Wait, so were already in the band?" Juliet asks, turning towards me. "Do Gabe and I get a say in this? What if we don't want to be in the band? If you haven't noticed Dad, I have a lot of college looking at me for scholarships."

"And I have my soccer team!" Gabe adds.

"They have soccer teams out in Hollywood. And Juliet, you can continue your art out in Hollywood too. You said you wanted to go to college there anyways."

"Well yeah, but what about the New York colleges I like?" Juliet says.

"You also said if you don't want to major in art, you would like to major in music." Lila says, helping me out. I smile at her, even though she doesn't see it. It is moments like this that I am thankful for my wonderful wife. "Being in a band produced by Gustavo is a great opportunity to get a scholarship in music."

"If you don't want to go, then you two don't have too." I say. Juliet and Gabe look at each, then at Gustavo.

"We'll do it." They say in unison.