A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter. You'll find out what happened to Logan in this one. Enjoy!

Katie sat cross legged in the front seat of the car, nibbling anxiously at her nails. Jennifer didn't look much better. She was gripping the steering wheel so tightly, her knuckles were stark white, threatening to burst out of her skin. The woman bit her lip, teeth catching ragged skin. Katie closed her eyes, allowing her dreams to suck her down into oblivion. This time, Katie had 4 minutes to save the world, before it was blown into smithereens. The girl was battling aliens and monsters single handed, while the red digits on the clock materialised into the one before it.

2 minutes left.

Every single person of the 7 billion population was willing Katie to save their planet.

1 minute.

30 seconds.

Katie couldn't do it alone. It was a struggle. She needed help.

20 seconds.

10 seconds.

Katie's vision was blurred by tears.

5 seconds.

4-3-2-1-

SLAM!

Katie's dream world was shattered by the sound of Jennifer's hand on the steering wheel. Her mother was in pieces, crystal droplets running in rivulets down her face. Her dull eyes were fixed on something in the distance. Katie followed her gaze. Blue flashing lights. Bodies on stretchers. White sheets.

Katie pushed open the car door, ignoring her mother's cries of protest, and began running down the street. Kendall was there.

He needed her. She needed him. They needed each other.

Katie's throat felt raw and she tore at her lungs for sweet air as she reached the wreck. A black Ford, crushed against a wall. Blood. A crack in the pavement which Katie avoided. A body on a stretcher, a white sheet draped over the top. Katie rushed towards it, already hoping that it wasn't Kendall. Ambulance workers were grabbing her arms, trying to pull her away. Her small hands clawed at the stiff fabric. Her throat was aching as she pushed out another helpless scream. The girl was bundled away, but not before she saw who was underneath the sheet.

Logan.

Kendall was in a bad way. His hair was matted with blood. His face was swollen. His whole body throbbed with an indescribable pain. With great effort, he turned his head to his right. Another figure lay on another bed. Kendall couldn't tell who it was. Carlos? James? Logan? The boy didn't know. His ears were assaulted with a piercing scream coming from outside. He recognised it immediately. He knew exactly who it was, and he knew he had to get to her. Ignoring the burning pain, Kendall tried to push back the covers wrapped around his body. He couldn't do it. He opened his mouth to call to her.

"K-Katie?" Kendall croaked, his voice hoarse. It was no use. She couldn't hear him. Another bed was wheeled into the back of the ambulance, this one covered in a sinister white sheet. The back doors were closed. The engine hummed to life. Kendall blinked, green eyes filled with pain, clouded with confusion. Who was on the next bed, shrouded in the sheet? A tell tale hand was hanging down from the edge of the bed. A stiff, checked cuff of a shirt gave it away. Kendall reached for the hand. It was cold. Deathly cold. A tear rolled down his swollen cheek.

"L-Logie? Logie, d-don't leave m-me." Kendall whispered, giving Logan's pale hand a small squeeze. The boy closed his eyes.

Death had stolen his best friend.

Katie screamed, a torrent of tears bursting from behind her eyes. Logan was dead. He was never coming back. Katie kicked out at the people holding her back. She needed to see Logan, to tell him she would never stop loving him as a brother. A warm, familiar hand happened upon Katie's bare arm, and she stopped struggling. The girl threw herself into her mother's arms, breaking down into floods of tears. Jennifer rubbed Katie's back, whispering soothing words into her ear. Katie soon calmed down, and pulled back.

"I-I want to see K-Kendall. And the o-others." She hiccupped. Jennifer tucked a loose strand of hair behind her daughter's ear.

"Don't worry, you'll see them soon," She murmured, voice cracking with emotion. Jennifer sniffed, rubbing her raw eyes, before looking over Katie's head. "excuse me, where are the other boys?" she asked a portly first aider. The man rubbed his beard, turning to Jennifer.

"Three of them are away in that ambulance." He said, pointing in the direction the ambulance had gone.

"And the other one?" Jennifer asked, panic rising in her chest.

"When the car crashed into the wall, he was jammed between the two. They're still trying to get him out."

"W-what?" Katie felt sick. Her stomach burned and she spun around, just in time to empty the contents of her stomach into the gutter. Katie's head was spinning as she turned back to Jennifer. "Mum, we've gotta see if h-he's okay. Who-whoever it is." She mumbled, fresh tears threatening to spill. The first aider shook his head.

"I'm afraid it's better if you stay away just now. He's in a lot of pain. The firemen are working hard to get him free. I think it's best if you head down to the hospital." Jennifer nodded dumbly, before taking Katie's hand and heading back to the car. As Katie fastened her seatbelt, she turned to look up at her mother.

"I hope he's alright. Whichever one it is."

"I know honey."

"Why did they have to take Logan?" Katie asked, a single tear rolling down her pallid cheek. Jennifer looked down at her daughter.

"I don't know, sweetie. But, Logan was very brave. He jumped in front of the other boys to try and save them."

"Logan's a lifesaver."

I'm so sorry for killing Logan! I love him, but I just had to do it! *tear* :'( Anyway, I hope the rest of the chapter was okay! Sorry it's so short!

PS- I'm going down to London tomorrow, so I might not be able to update! I'll try though! In the meantime, why not check out my other BTR story? Thanks for reading!

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