"James, James wake up," my dad said waking me up. The first thing I noticed was that Kendall was gone, again. The second was that it was day.

"What time is it?" I groggily asked. The spot where had Kendall been was still warm indicating that he had stayed the whole night. "Where is Kendall?"

"It's almost noon," he said pushing my hair back. I guess you could say I got my hair obsession him. Actually I got a lot of things from my dad. It had been just the two of us since the day my mom walked out when I was three. It was tuff at first but when Kendall and I met our families practically merged into one. Mama Knight was like my mom, always taking care of me when I was sick and my dad was the one who, "threw the ball around" with Kendall. "And I sent him to get something to eat. He's looking as skinny as you kid."

"I'm thirsty," Dad got the water jug from the tray and held it up for me. I realized then how dry my mouth actually was and the nasty taste of morning breath became apparent. "Don't suppose you have a toothbrush with you, do you?" He gave me an "inside" smile and pulled out a travel tooth brush and toothpaste from his jacket pocket. "You are the best dad." I said grabbing the dental hygiene gear and headed to the bathroom.

Bushing my teeth gave me a minute to examine myself. I did look a little thinner and paler than normal. My hair was an absolute mess too, all tangled and knotted. I looked even worse than I had yesterday. Than the fears of yesterday came back, what if I had cancer? What if I had to do kemo? I pulled my hair back, trying to imagine what I would look like without my hair. God, please don't let me have cancer. Please, I prayed silently. After relieving myself I went back out and laid back down on my bed.

"Hey I almost forgot I brought you this," Dad said tossing me a magazine.

"Vogue?" I asked before looking at it.

"What else?" he chuckled.

"You are the best," I said.

"I know," he said. His mood changed and he became more serious, "you know James its okay to be scared."

"I know," I said trying to sound confident but knowing I failed miserably. He sighed as he stared to mess with my hair again.

"You're not in this alone," he said reassuringly. But before I could say anything Dr. Wainwright came in followed by Sheryl.

"James," he said warmly "how are you feeling?"

"Fine," I said as he looked over his charts. I really hate when doctors do that, especially when the just nod. "So…."

"So your test results came back," he said looking up "It's not cancer."

"Well that's good," my dad said sighing in relief. To tell the truth so did I but what did that mean?

"Well yes and no," the doctor said like he was reading my mind "Yes it's good that it's not cancer but we still don't know what is wrong with James."

"What now?" I asked unsure if I even want an answer. Cancer was already ruled out but I couldn't shake the feeling that my life was about to be changed and I was scared.

"Well I would like to do a scope. Maybe see if we can see anything unusual," he said.

"You mean like look inside me?" I asked.

"Yes," he nodded "We just want to go in and see if we can actually see anything and maybe do a biopsy as well." They wanted to go inside of me, I couldn't wrap my head around that. It felt like an invasion of privacy. My dad spent the next ten minutes asking the doc questions about the procedure and Dr. Wainwright calmly reassured my dad and answered all his questions.

Something outside my door caught my attention when I looked I saw Kendall leaning against the wall across the hall. He was holding a Mountain Dew in one hand and a bag of Doritos in the other. He was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, red plaid shirt was all wrinkled. His hair was a little messy and starting to get a bit greasy but somehow on him it worked. He looked really tired, his eyes had big dark circles under them. He finally noticed I was staring at him and gave me a tired smile.

"What's going on?" he asked when he walked into the room, his masculine smell hitting me as soon as he was in. I swear he smelled so good even when he didn't shower for four days and it made me crazy horny.

"I don't have cancer," I said. His whole face lit up and he looked from my dad to the doctor for confirmation.

"So James can go home?" he asked eagerly, looking like a little puppy as he waited for someone to throw the ball.

"Not yet," my dad said, "They want to do a scope and look inside of him." I literally think I heard Kendall's heart break. What I don't get is how he seemed to care so much about me but he is still with Jo, I swear he gave me emotional whiplash.

"Knock Knock," Mama Knight said as she popped her head in and literally knocked on the door frame before coming in with Carlos and Logan behind her.

"Hey guys," I said as Carlos jumped on the foot of my bed and Logan and Mama Knight went over and stood next to my dad and listened and the doctor explained everything to them. Kendall came over and sat next to me on the bed, laying his hand next to mine but didn't grab it. Logan seemed to understand everything the doctor was saying unlike the others who just nodded which is why I asked him to come with me again.

"Dude," he said "the doctor and his staff know what they are doing, you don't need me bud."

"But you are the smartest person I know," I begged "you will know if they are doing something wrong." I felt tears starting to fall down my face. I hated crying, I had cried too much when my mom left and it made me feel weak.

"Okay dude," he said grabbing my hand and giving me a tissue to whip my face.

"Thanks," I cried.

"Dude it's what best friends do," he said. Sheryl came in again and prepped me once again and she and Logan loaded me into a wheel chair and took me to the exam with Logan pushing the way. "So dude what is up with you and Kendall?"

"What?" I asked totally taken aback. My minded raced as I thought about what he may have seen and/or heard that would make him think something is wrong and what he might be thinking.

"Dude I'm not stupid," he said as we turned a corner, "You guys have been avoiding each other for like a month and when you aren't avoiding each other Kendall is making goo-goo eyes at you." So he had seen that, I wondered if anyone else had. "What happened? And don't you dare say "nothing."" Damn he knew me to well.

"I don't want to talk about it now," I said as we entered the elevator. I wasn't lying, I really didn't want the guys to know we hooked up.

"Ok," he said, "but if you want to talk I'm here." We didn't say anything as we rode the elevator and entered the exam room. They had me lay down on a chair were they put my feet up in stirrup things. I felt like I was about to be in some doctor fantasy porno. Logan stood up by my head so he wouldn't see anything he shouldn't, which I didn't care at all. We are guys, we have seen each other's junk on numerous occasions.

"Okay," Doctor Wainwright said as he snapped his gloves and picked up a long cord looking thing, "Now I am going to put this up, well you know, and the camera on the end will show us your insides. Now you just need to relax, okay?"

"Okay," I said. I clenched my eyes shut and gasped when I felt the cold probe enter my butt. I clenched Logan hand and he just let me squeeze as hard as I needed. It felt really weird as it wiggled its way up. It almost felt strangely good.

"Well that's odd," Dr. Wainwright said. My eyes shot open and I looked from him to the monitor. I couldn't really make anything out, I could only make out pink. I honestly didn't know how doctors could see anything.

"What," I finally asked. I was getting worried because Logan even looked shocked. I just wished someone would tell me I was ok and I could go back to my life and everything would be alright.

"I am seeing something I shouldn't," Doctor Wainwright said. He quickly took the probe out and took his gloves off. "Sheryl go get the new Ultrasound Machine, the new 3D one."

"Logan dude," I said desperately, "What is going on?" He was silent for a few minutes, staring at the now blank monitor. Finally he looked at me, his mouth wide open.

"Um I don't know dude," he said "I am not sure what I saw but it looked like a uterus."

"A WHAT?" I shouted. A fucking uterus? That was impossible! It couldn't happen. It was physically impossible. Right? Sheryl brought the machine in and set it up.

"Now this is the latest in Ultrasound Technology," Doctor Wainwright explained, "It actually allows us to zoom in and detect an embryo as early as four weeks. Now I need you to life up your shirt." I did what I was told and took a deep breath before he placed the cold gel on my washboard abs, well what used to be my washboard abs. I noticed that my stomach was a bit "rounder," no one would be able to notice but when you are obsessed with your abs as much as me you do.

He placed it on my stomach and started moving it around. We all stared at the monitor, watching, waiting for anything. Then there it was. Right there in front of me, on the monitor, was a small image of something that looked like a Sea Monkey without any arms or legs. I remembered from biology class what I was looking at. But it was impossible. There was no way in Hell it could really be what I thought.

"What is that?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. This had to be a joke. Logan and Carlos are playing some sick joke on me. Any moment Carlos and Kendall would come in laughing and saying how easy it is to trick me.

"That would be your baby," Doctor Wainwright said. And then right there everything changed.

"How is that possible?" Logan asking the question I was thinking. My hand had found its own way down to my stomach where this impossible baby was.

"I think I have a theory," Doctor Wainwright said "But I think it's best if we get your dad down here before I say anything more."

"Yeah," I said "Have everyone come down." Mama Knight and they guys are not going to believe this. He left Logan and I alone as he went to fetch them. Logan didn't say anything, just stared at the monitor with me. After fifteen minutes he returned with my dad, Mama Knight, Carlos and Gustavo and Kelly with Kendall bringing up the rear. Kendall. The father of my baby, I hadn't even thought about how he would take it.

"So what's wrong with my son?" my dad asked looking just as scared as I felt. Well not quite because he wasn't the first pregnant man in history! First the paper cut and now this, what's next?

"James is pregnant," he said totally serious. Everyone's mouth hit the floor.

"WHAT?" yelled Gustavo "James, as girly as he may seem, is a boy!"

"How is that possible," my dad asked coming over to me and took my hand.

"Is this a joke?" Carlos asked smiling thinking he figured it out. They continued like this for a while, all except for Kendall. He was staring wide eyed at me, his mouth was clenched shut and I thought he was gonna be sick.

"I think I have a theory," the doctor said making all of us, except Kendall, look at him, "I believe James is a hermaphrodite. There have been cases were men are born with female reproductive organs but in all those cases the organs were inactive. James would be the first one who had working organs. I would say he is about five weeks along." Five weeks? That was right. And I could tell Kendall was thinking the same thing.

"Wait," Mama Knight said "Woman have periods. As far as I know James doesn't."

"James?" Doctor Wainwright asked "Have you?" I had never thought of it before, but now that I think back on it I might have. I would bleed sometimes, but I never thought it was a period. I had thought I wiped too hard after I, well you know. And I did get moody but my grandma always attributed it to the full moon.

"Maybe," I said looking at all of them, "I just thought I wiped to hard you know?"

"Sooo," Logan said "Umm who's the father?" Everyone turned to look at me wanting the answer. Shit, do I name Kendall the father or keep quiet? Before I could say anything Kendall ran out of the room. Everyone stared after him, taking their attention off of me for a second, but only a second.

"Wait," Kelly said, "You won't tell anyone right, Charles? I mean we have to figure out how to tell people. The press is going to freak." Shit another think I didn't think about. How the hell are we gonna hide this? "plus we have James' privacy to consider too." She said shooting a glare at Gustavo who gave her a "what" look.

"You don't have to worry about that," the doc said "doctor/patient confidentiality and all that. And Sheryl here won't tell a soul," Well that is good, "But James I am going to want to see you every day for awhile. Your situation is unique and I want to keep an eye on you."

"Umm okay," I said "but what about Big Time Rush? We have a show to perform in a week."

"James we have more important things to think about than Big Time Rush," my dad said. Oh god don't make me quit the band. He can't do that.

"Well I don't see why you can't. But if you feel dizzy or sick at all you need to stop what you're doing and record it. Logan will help you with that, right?"

"Yeah sure thing dude," Logan said. He along with the others still looked totally shocked.

"So can we all please just go home?" Mama Knight asked, looking just as tired as I did. She must have been up all night worried about me. I was lucky to have all of them here, they were my family.

KENDALL'S PROV

I ran out of the examining room and out of the hospital and puked in the bushes. What the fuck just happened? James couldn't be pregnant! Especially not with my child! I mean come on, if anyone it should have happened with Jo, my GIRLfriend, not my best friend who I had a one night stand with. I mean I don't regret that we had sex, I don't. It was the best sex I had ever had, way better than any time I had with Jo. But James was well a dude! Maybe this was all a fucked up nightmare or maybe it wasn't mine. I pinched myself so this wasn't a dream and could I really even think that of James?

I took a couple of deep breaths and went back inside but I wasn't ready to go back to the others. So I wondered around the hospital aimlessly thinking about all this shit. Well if we had any chance of going back to where we had been before we had sex that was gone now, and what about Jo? Do I stay with her or do I break up with her? Wait does this mean James and I are together now? Could I be a dad? I am only fucking seventeen years old! FUCK!

I probably wondered around for forty minutes before I wound up in one of the gift shops. They had a bit of everything in there, magazines, pops, balloons, key chains, and a lot of stuffed animals. I picked up a yellow duck with orange feet and a cool little Mohawk. It was cute and it reminded me a bit of James. I took it up front and paid for it, then went to find the others.

I went back to James room where I found Logan and Carlos. Logan was sitting in a chair and Carlos was eating Fruit Smackers and playing with the bed. James came out of the bathroom wearing black jeans and a purple sweater over a black t-shirt, which made him look really hot.

"What's going on?" I asked. James looked over at me and smiled but it was obvious he was masking his pain and worry.

"I get to go home," James said, throwing something into a backpack. I noticed Logan shifted a bit in his chair and he looked a bit uncomfortable.

"So you never said who the father is," Logan stated. My heart jumped a bit and I my stomach did a flip. I locked eyes with him, I know he saw my fear. He just shook his head.

"It doesn't matter," he said looking away, but not before I saw his eyes swell up.

"Dude the jerk needs to know," Logan said, a little more sharply than I think he meant. James gave me a quick look but then looked back at Logan.

"I think he knows," James said "I want to tell him before I tell anyone else."

"Okay," Logan said dropping it for now, but I swear he shot me a look to. Maybe I am just being paranoid. James went over and sat on the bed to tie his shoes but he immediately turned pale and ran to the bathroom. I followed just in time to see him puking into the toilet. I immediately went over and knelt down next to him and held on to him for support.

"God," he moaned "I got a whiff of Carlos' candy and it made me sick." His dad and my mom came in and told us it was time to go. Doctor Wainwright gave James some vitamins that he had to start taking and we were on our way home. We stopped at the grocery story on the way home so mom could pick up some food. We all went in and James got sick five more times while we were there. But on the way home he found something he could eat.

"What's that smell?" he asked, sniffing the air in the car.

"Sorry," Carlos said rolling down his window "I didn't think anyone could smell that." And it did smell bad now that he mentioned it did reek but James shook his head.

"No something smells delicious," he says "and it's not the fart," he adds when all of us, including my mom and his dad, looked at him, "Something bacony and, and, cheddar."

"I didn't buy bacon," mom said. James unbuckled and started digging through the bags in the back.

"Ah ha!" he exclaimed turning around with a bag of dog biscuits.

"Oh yeah!" Carlos said "I got those for Lightening." I almost gagged when James ripped the bag open and took a bight out of one.

"Dude!" I said, totally grossed out but he just smiled and shoved three more in his mouth.

"They are the only thing I have been able to eat for a week!" James said, biscuit chunks falling out of his mouth.

"I remember when I was pregnant with Kendall I like baloney sandwiches with Oreos," mom said. Ok really pregnancy was really gross. We finally got home and all of us helped carry in the groceries, well except for James who was still eating the biscuits which earned him a lot of weird looks.

As soon as we returned to 2J James crashed on the couch. He looked so cute when he sleeping there holding on to the dog biscuits as if for dear life. I wanted to go over and just hold him, to let him know everything was going to be okay. But how could I? I didn't even know what I was going to do about Jo yet. And would James want my help?

Logan and Carlos had gone to show James dad the pool, Katie was off arguing with Bitters, and mom was putting the groceries away. "Hey mom?"

"Yeah?" she asked, glancing at me than returning to her task, "What's up?"

"We need to talk," I said, sitting down on one of the stools.

"Oh boy this sounds serious," she teased, not knowing how serious it actually was.

"It is," I said, trying to choose my words carefully, "It's about James."

"What about James?" she asked raising an eyebrow. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

"It'smine," I spat out really fast.

"What?"

"It's mine," I said more slowly, "The baby. It's mine." She dropped the jar of mayonnaise she was holding. Fuck.

"What?" she asked, "You and James?" I nodded "but what about Jo?"

"I am still with Jo," I explained "James and I were a onetime thing. It shouldn't have happened but I was drunk and he let me take advantage of him."

"When?" she still looked like I had slapped her.

"About five weeks ago. You and Katie were away and Logan and Carlos were camping at the beach. Jo and I had a fight and I got wasted and James came home and ya."

"God Kendall," she sighed "What the hell? Did I raise you better than that?"

"Mom I am not gay," I said, jumping up and going around the counter to comfort her, thinking I knew were this was going but I quickly learned I was wrong.

"Kendall I don't care if you are gay or straight," She said "I was talking about using people. Using your best friend!"

"I know," I moaned, running my hand threw my hair in frustration, "I feel awful about it."

"And you didn't use a condom?"

"Gee mom," I said rolling my eyes, "I didn't think I could knock him up."

"What are you going to do about Jo?" she asked leaning against the counter and crossed her arms.

"I don't know," I confessed.

"Well you need too," she said "It's not fair to Jo OR James." She was right. But the question is what the fuck is the answer? I had no fucking idea. She started cleaning up the broken jar and I went over to the coach were James still slept. Last night I had stayed up almost all night just watching him sleep. I was so scared I was going to lose him I just didn't want to let him go. Now I knew he wasn't dying I still didn't want to let him go, but could I be good for him? For the baby? Would he want me to be?

I knelt down next to him and gently placed my hand on his stomach were I imagined the baby to be. A baby, it was all too much to think about. James let out a little groan and rolled over, tossing my hand off. I grabbed the biscuits before they spilled. I set them on the counter and went to my room and got the duck then went back over to James and put it in his arms, which he immediately pulls it in to him. He looked so cute, and I knew that no matter what I decided I be there for James, my best friend, and for my child. But how?