Two Years later:
Officer John Garcia sat in his car at a near by house in LA. All though the officer was police chief in Minnesota his boss had told a friend of his in LA that he was one of the best. So he was recruited to help with a huge drug bust in LA.
He could never object to that. He was happy to go to LA. His Son had moved out to LA with his two other best friends James Diamond and Kendall Knight a year ago after Gustavo Roque one of the biggest music producers in the world held an audition and thought Kendall had potential to be a big star.
Kendall had told Gustavo he wasn't about to leave Minnesota. (Mainly because he didn't want to leave knowing there was still a chance to find a missing Logan who had been missing for a full year by then.) But James and Carlos had admitted that he was stupid for not considering this offer.
Though they missed Logan but a chance like this was a once in a life time chance and he shouldn't pass it up. Kendall thought about it and came up with one simple solution both Himself, James and Carlos go out to La and become a singing group. They greatly accepted and were now in LA.
"Are you ready for this Garcia?" Nate his partner they had given him in La since his partner Luke couldn't be with him. He didn't mind Nate. He was young and had a hard time relating to the officer. "Alright let's go" John said. Nate nodded and the two got out of the car. They walked slowly up to the door before landing right next to it.
Nate gave him a nodded. "Police open up!" he yelled. But no one came. "Alright were breaking down this door in...five...four...three...two...ONE!" Nate yelled and they kicked the door down looking around with their guns in there hands. "Garcia check the downstairs I'll be up here" Nate said. John nodded and headed down the stairs.
"Hello is anyone here?!" he asked turning on the light. He heard a small whimper. "Who's down here? I know someones down here?! Come out with your hands in the air" he yelled. He walked around a little more turning into a small bedroom in the downstairs he turns on the light and is about to point his gun when he sees someone.
He walks closer but stops dead in his tracks when he sees the young boy look up. His heart almost stops. He knows that face. Logan. "Logan" he whispered. "Papa?" the small voice looked up tears in his eyes. "Oh Logan" he said kneeling beside him bringing his hand toward Logan who flinches away from the touch. "Are...are you...really here?" Logan asks barley above a whisper.
Tears form in his eyes. "Yes, I'm here" he said. Logan smiled tears running down his own face and he latched on to John wrapping his arms tightly around his neck burying his head into his shoulder crying. "You found me..." Logan said. "Yes I found you" he said he was crying on his own as well. Logan. Logan the boy he thought of as son and never thought he'd see again is here in his arms safe with him.
"Garcia what are you doin..." Nate stopped seeing John holding the young boy. "What's going on?" he asked. "Call for an ambulance" John said Nate nodded and pulled out his radio and signaled for an ambulance. "An ambulance is on it's way" Nate said. "Thank you" John said. He then turned to Logan. "Logan I'm going to take you upstairs is that okay?" John asked.
Logan nodded. "Just don't leave me" Logan said. "I won't I will never leave you your safe now" John said.