Author's Notes: I'm glad you guys liked the 1st chapter! Hope you like this chapter!

Logan's POV:

Carlos shot off the couch and stared at Shay, "No. No he's not. He can't be. He has like 15 more years left in prison,"

"That's what I told my Mom! She said he got out for good behavior or something like that," She told him.

"Wait, I don't think it's possible for someone to get off 15 years from good behavior," I tell her.

"Well, talk to her. She's the one in law,"

"Oh God. I feel sick," Carlos said as he put a hand to his mouth. I stand up and put my hand on his back moving it up and down.

"You need to go to the bathroom?" He shook his head.

"No. I just…I just really need a nappy bye," He said before he fainted and dropped to the ground.

"CARLOS!" I yell as I drop to my knees next to him. I put the back of my hand to his forehead to feel his temperature. He's burning up.

"I'll go get a wet washcloth. You guys move him to the couch," Shay ordered as she ran to the bathroom. James and I picked Carlos up and placed him on the couch. Shay came back in the room and gave me the washcloth.

"Put that on his head. I'm gonna call his parents and see if they know what happened," She said as she picked up the house phone. James pulled his cell phone out of his pocket.

"I'll call some of the gang to see if they can come over here. Logan, can you call some of the guys back in Minnesota? They need to get down here. Tell them it's a code blue,"

Even though Carlos has members all over the country, even some outside the country, he's closest to his gang in Minnesota. He grew up with Taylor, Jason, and Aaron, so when he was left in charge of the gang, he asked them to join and they did. Since then, they've grown closer. The ringing stops and I hear someone answer the phone.

"Hello?"

"Taylor? It's me, Logan,"

"Logan? What's wrong? Why are you calling at 1 am?"

Shit. I forgot California is about 3 hours behind Minnesota. Oh well. He'll get over it.

"James told me to call you. He said to tell you it's a code blue," I hear a bump and oof.

"We'll be there by tomorrow. See you then," Then the line went dead. I shove my phone and my pocket and see James do the same.

"What's a code blue?" I ask him.

"It's a special code the gang has. It means one of Carlos' blood thirsty or revenge seeking relatives is after him," He answered as he sat on the floor.

"What do you mean by one of them? There's more than one?" I ask as I sit on the floor across from him.

"Yea, but it's better if you heard it from Carlos,"

"Is there any other codes I should know about?"

"Only that one and code red,"

"What's code red?" I asked him.

"It means you're missing or hurt and Carlos doesn't know where you could be and members all over the country need to keep their eyes open for any leads,"

"Wait…he made a code for me?"

James smirked. "Yeah. He announced it the month after you 2 got engaged. He really cares for you, Logan,"

I look at Carlos and smile, "I know,"

3 Hours Later

James carried Carlos back home and laid him in our bed over an hour ago. I've been sitting on the bed watching him since then. The TV's on, but I'm not paying attention. I looked at the clock. In big red letters it read 1:30 am. I lay down with my eyes on Carlos. I'm getting so tired. I wanna see him wake up, but I just…wanna…go to…sleep-

"Ow," I hear something groan. My eyes snap open and I see Carlos opening his eyes.

"CARLOS!" I screamed before I jumped on top of him and kissed him all over his face, "I'm so glad you're okay!" I say as I kiss his lips last. He laughs and grips my waist.

"Thanks, baby. But, what exactly happened. The last thing I remember was looking through the photo album Shay has at her house,"

"You fainted when Shay told you you're Uncle Enrique got out of prison,"

"Oh yeah…" The next thing I know, I end up on the floor and Carlos starts pacing.

"Oh My God. What am I gonna do? He wasn't supposed to be out for another 15 years! I can't believe this is actually happening. By the time he was supposed to be let out, he would be dead and I'd be-" He turned around and saw me on the floor. He runs over to me and picks me up.

"I'm so sorry, baby! I didn't mean to drop you like that!" He apologized as he placed me back on the bed.

"It's fine, Carlos. You're just stressed," I told him as he sat on the bed next to me.

"And your ass is sore,"

"Well, it hasn't been the first time,"

"Yeah, but that was the good kind of sore," He tells me as he runs his hand up my leg.

"True. It was. How about you show me how good it felt. I kind of forgot," I smirk and wrap my arms around his neck. As he leaned in to kiss me, the phone rang.

"Don't answer it," He said as he moved down to kiss my neck.

"J-just hold on a minute," I tell him before I reach over and grab the phone.

"H-hello?"

"Logan? Dude, are you okay?" I hear James ask. I push Carlos on his chest a little to tell him to back off.

"Y-yeah. I'm (moan) f-fine,"

"You sure? I mean, you're stuttering and moani- Oh! Oh God. Um, tell Carlos I said I'm glad he's okay. I'lljustcallyoulater BYE!" He blurted before he hung up. I give Carlos a shove and his lips are pulled away from my neck. I stand up and cross my arms, giving him a cold glare.

"You're not seriously mad at me, are you? You know I can't resist you," He asks as he climbs off the bed and holds my waist. He stars kissing my neck and I hold on to his biceps.

"I'm irresistible huh?"

"Yes," I stepped back and picked up a pillow from the bed and a comforter that sat on the rocking chair we kept in our room. I shoved them into his arms and crossed my arms.

"Well, now you can resist me from the couch," I walk over to our door and opened it. I turned back towards him, "Have a good sleep," He sighed and walked to the door.

"Can I at least get a goodnight kiss?" He asks as he puckers his lips.

"Sure," I kiss his cheek and pushed him out the door, "Goodnight!" I tell him as I close the door.

Around 7:30 am

Carlos' POV:

I wake up to the doorbell ringing and knocking on the door. I get off the couch with my hand on my lower back. I can't believe I got put on the couch. I gotta learn how to control my hormones. I open the door and see my Mami.

"Mami?" She threw her arms around me and hugged me tightly.

"Oh mijo! I'm so glad you're okay! Shay told me what happened yesterday," She said as she came in.

"How'd you get here so fast? It's like a 14 hour flight and you just found out about it last night. How'd you find a flight so fast?" I ask her as we head into the kitchen, with me carrying her bags, "And where's Papi?"

"I was coming to see you anyway, to see how you and Logan were doing. Your father told me what happened this morning when Shay called him last night. He's still in Minnesota. He had some business to deal with. Where's my son-in-law?" As soon as she said that, Logan came down the stairs rubbing his eye.

"Who was at the door, babe?" When he sees my Mami he runs and hugs her, "Mrs. Garcia, what are you doing here?" He asks her as he pulls back from the hug.

"I came here to visit the newlyweds! How's married life treating you?"

Logan was about to answer when suddenly he covered his mouth and ran out the kitchen. I chased him to the bathroom, where I see him hovering over the toilet spilling his guts out. I kneel down next to him and rub his back. After he finished, he sat back.

"You okay, baby? You've been throwing up since we got back from Paris? Maybe you ate something bad?" I helped him stand up and lean against the counter.

"No. It can't be. I had the same thing I had the first time we went," He told me.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, Carlos. I already told you I'm sure," He snapped. My eyes widened a little from him snapping at me. That's been happening since we got back from Paris, too. No more Paris for Logan.

"I'm sorry, Carlos. I don't know what's going on with me. I've been eating a lot, throwing up, snapping at people-,"

"Sounds like a pregnancy to me," We turned our heads to see my Mami standing in the doorway.

"But that's impossible. He's a male. He can't get pregnant," I tell her.

"I'm just giving a suggestion. How about we go out for breakfast?" She asks.

"I can't. I promised Shay I'd go over some wedding stuff with her. You guys can go. It could be a mother and son day," Logan suggested.

"Sounds like a good idea to me. I'll wait down here while you guys get dressed," She walked out of the doorway. Me and Logan walked out of the bathroom and to the stairs, up to our room.

"I'm sorry for kicking you out last night,"

"It's okay. I probably would've done the same,"

"How about I make it up to you?" He asks as he pulls me into the bathroom.

"I'd like that. But, we have to be quiet because of my Mom,"

"Don't worry. I'll be as quiet as a mouse," We look at each other and laugh. Time to get clean ;)

At Shay's House:

Logan's POV:

"So, I think I'd want these- Logan? Logan!" I snap out of my thoughts when I hear Shay calling my name.

"Yeah?"

"What's up with you? You've been pacing out a lot,"

"Well, remember when I told you about me throwing up and snapping at people?"

"Yea. Why?"

"Well, Carlos' Mom came here when I threw up this morning. She overheard me and Carlos talking about my…symptoms this week. She said those are the signs of pregnancy," I said as I put my head in my hands, "You don't think I'm pregnant do you? I mean…it's IMPOSSIBLE!"

She smirked and pulled me out of my seat, "Only one way to find out," She dragged me to her upstairs bathroom and pulled a pregnancy test form the cabinet. She handed it to me.

"Here, take this and we'll wait for the results," She started to walk out when I caught her arm.

"You just happen to keep these in your house?" She hit me on the arm and smiled.

"Just take the damn test and come out when you're done," She walked out the door.

After I took the test I unlocked the door and saw Shay standing out in the hallway.

"Is it done?"

"We have to wait until the timer goes off," She walks into the bathroom and we stare at the timer. It goes off and we both grab the test.

"I can't believe it. It's…"

Author's Notes: Is he pregnant? Is he not pregnant? I don't even now =P Hope you guys liked the chapter. Don't forget to review!