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Random: HELLO! I finally got this done!

Hikaru: And it's actually longer then the first chapter.

Kaoru: DISCLAIMER: Random does not own anything but Ian and the plot.

Hikaru: WARNINGS: Clichéness, Cheesyness, Language, Fluff overload. Grammar/Spelling mistakes. Nothing bad.

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It's been three weeks since James left. As James had said, he moved out, desperate to get away from the blond and his child, and Logan moved in with Carlos. The only time James and Kendall even saw each other was either at the studio or on accident when walking to and from the pool. Everyone at the Palm Woods could see the changes over the last few weeks. You had to be blind not to see that Kendall was barely holding on. He was skinnier, paler, obsessed over how he looked, flirted even more than he did before James, and his green-eyes were duller. The only time his eyes got that spark of 'Fire' back was when he was around Ian. James himself could see how badly this was effecting Kendall, but he chose to ignore it.

James was suffering too, just not as badly as Kendall. There were day's when James would come to the lobby looking like a completely different person, with is hair unkept and cloths mismatched. People knew those were the days when James wasn't able to fight off his own depression. James was almost completely different in showing his grief. He ate more and people could tell that he was starting to gain some weight, he tanned less, he pushed people away, but the one thing that was exactly the same, was the dullness in his eyes. They both had the same dullness, the same loss for living.

But the thing that kept Kendall from breaking, was Ian, everyone knew that. They didn't know what was keeping James from breaking. He was like a ticking time bomb. He was either going to go out with a bang or he was going to not go off at all, just die without anyone realizing there was a bomb in the first place. But what everyone didn't know, James did and it was Kendall. He still loved the blond. He knew that he was being stubborn and just pain stupid, but he wasn't ready to be a father.

James sighed from his place on his usual tanning chair. Today was a good day for him. He sorta felt like himself, that's why he went tanning. The brunet reached over to his side table, where a bag of chips lay, and took a handful to stuff in his mouth. He whipped the grease and salt left on his fingers on his swim trunks and returned it to hold the fashion magazine he had chosen to read.

"Hey mwister?" A child's voice called to him.

James slowly lowered his magazine to look at little Ian. He quickly looked around to see if Kendall was around, not finding the blond anywhere. "Yes?" He asked sitting up straight, swinging a leg onto one side of the lounge chair to face Ian. He was and almost a spiting image of Kendall. His hair was a little lighter and his green-eyes had a blue tint to them, but everything else was absolutely Kendall. The kid even had Kendall's eyebrows! Kendall's adorable, monstrous eyebrows that James missed so-NO! Not going to think about it!

"Are you Wames?" He asked cocking his head to the side adorably.

James couldn't help but smile at how adorable mini-Kendall was. "Yeah, I'm James." He nodded.

"Why did you make daddy cwy?"

James cringed. He help out his arm to Ian. "C'mere, Ian." He said patting his knee. Ian happily skipped over and climbed to sit on James' knee. "Now, Ian. I want you to know that I didn't mean to make your daddy cwy-I mean-cry." He shook his head. The kids speech impediment was getting to him. "But your daddy hurt me." He said softly.

"How?"

"Well, he kept something very important information about himself from me. And that hurt me." James tired to explain.

"Me?" The small blond asked innocently.

James started at the 4-year-old in shock.

"I know that I wasn't bown like other babwies. Fwathew Gweg had said that daddy was a fweak. He called daddy mean names! But I didn't think daddy was a fweak." Ian looked up at James. "But I know that some people would think daddy is, so daddy doesn't tell people about me."

James shook his. Yup, definitely a Knight kid. To smart for there own good. "You're an observant kid." James chuckled.

Ian grin. "Daddy says that I'm a lot like Aunty Katie!" He smiled happily. "Wames? Do you think daddy is a fweak?"

James blinked. Now that he thinks about it, that never crossed his mind. He was just hurt over the fact Kendall didn't trust him enough to tell him he had a kid. "No, I don't believe he is."

"Then why you no longer with daddy? Daddy misses Wames. I know because, Daddy cwies at nighttime when he thinks I'm asleep, but I'm awake and I hear him cwy fow you." Ian said.

James' heart broke. Kendall isn't taking this break up very well, he already knows that and he wanted so badly to take the blond back into his arms, but Kendall was a father. James wasn't ready for that…or at least that's what James thinks. "Do you cwy fow daddy?" Ian asked James suddenly.

James looked into the green eyes of the small boy. The eyes that looked so much like Kendall's. He could never lie to Kendall so what makes him think he could lie to Ian. "Yes." He said softly.

Ian beamed. "Then why don't you go back to daddy!" He said bouncing on James' knee.

James bit his lip. "I'm not ready to be a father." Why is he telling a 4-year-old this?

Ian's little face scrunched in confusion. "What awe you talking about! You make a gweat fwathew! See!" Ian gestured his little arms to where James hands had moved. When Ian had started bouncing, James had subconsciously wrapped the boy in his arms and pulled him closer to his body so he wouldn't fall. "Daddy does that when he lets me sit on his knee."

James stared at the little boy with wide eyes. He picked Ian up off his knee and set him on the ground. Ian pouted. "Look, kiddo. It's complicated and you won't understand. It's an adult thing."

Ian huffed. "Adults awe stupid." He then turned on his little heals and started to walk off.

James sighed. He was only 18. Yes technically he was an adult, but he didn't think he would be having these 'adult' problem for at least another couple of years. He grabbed his magazine again and was about to put on his sunglasses, when he heard a scream and a loud splash. He was up the nanosecond Camille screamed "IAN!"

He ran over to the pool, diving into the water before he could even think about what he was doing. The thought 'Ian is in danger.' was the only thing running threw his head. He looked around the water frantically for the small child, finding him in the deeper part of the pool. His heart stopped. The little boy's eyes where closed and he was laying on the bottom of the pool. He quickly swam to the boy laying at the bottom and dragged him above water. He swam to the edge and laid him there, before climbing out. He frantically checked for breathing. He swear his heart sunk to the bottom of his stomach when he couldn't feel any.

"What do I do, what do I do! Ian, come on! You can't do this to Kendall!" He said frantically. "You can't do this to me!" James being himself had taken CPR lessons so he could be a life guard at a pool. Lifeguards got a lot of action. He did the CPR procedure he was taught to perform on little children like Ian. "Come on, little man. You can't do this, right when I realize that I want to get to know you." He did it again. "I want you, me and Kendall to be a family, Ian." And again. "Come buddy, I love you. Don't do this to me and Kendall. Not now." Again. "Not when I want to be your other father. Come on…please." His voice broke at the end, laying his head on Ian's unmoving chest. This couldn't happen. Not when he knew that he was ready. Not when he would stop being stubborn and apologize to Kendall. Not when he realized that he fell in love with the kid when he had happily wrapped his arms around Kendall that day and even more in love with Kendall when he found out he had a kid. He loved them both, he knew that know…but he was too late. One was gone, as the up and down breathing movements of Ian's chest sudg-WAIT A MINUTE!

"I love you too, Papa." Said a hoarse voice next to his ear.

James' head shot up and he was greeted with the sight of Ian's open pale green eyes. "Oh Ian!" James cried, swooping the small boy into a bone crushing hug, tears of relief flowing down his face. "Don't do that to me again! You here me! I love you, so much. Don't do that to me." James said thickly, kissing every inch of Ian's face. He didn't care if people thought it was weird. He had almost lost the boy he now considered a son.

"Papa!" Ian shouted. James was smothering him, but Ian wouldn't trade it for the world. Now he knew what it was like to have two fathers that loved him and not just one anymore. "I can't bweath!" He laughed.

James stopped and looked the little boy in the eyes. "Don't do that ever again, got it!"

Ian smiled and nodded. "Alright, Papa. I won't. I'll where floaties fwom now on whenewer I go to the pool." Ian grinned.

"Good boy." He said, standing up and taking Ian hand. "Let's go get us dry and then I have to apologize to your daddy." James said, walking with Ian to the elevators.

Ian grinned, clinging to James leg when the entered the elevator and the doors closed. "I'm glad you my new Papa, Wames."

James smiled and picked him up and kissed him on the cheek. "Me too, squirt." The elevator dinged and James walked out and to his apartment. "Now let's get you dry before you catch a cold."

James set Ian down and the little blond speed off to James' apartment. "You'll never take me copew!" Ian screamed.

James raised an eyebrow. "Okay no more watching cop shows with Uncle Carlos." James chuckled, opening his door.

Ian pouted. "B-But they'we fun! You get watch them shoot the bad guys."

James shut the door, once they where inside, and knelled down to be eye level with him. "Which is not goo for your 4-year-old mind." He said tapping the said blonds head. He stood back up. "Does Kendall know you watch those with Carlos?"

Ian looked down. "No, daddy hasn't weally…been thewe lately. When I'm with Uncle Cawlos, it's because daddy feels bad. I twy to cheew him up, but it sometimes doesn't wowk." His face brightened. "That's why I went to see you! You can make daddy happy again!" Ian wrapped his little arms around James. "And now I have another daddy!"

James smiled sadly. "I'm sorry I but you through that Ian." He whispered.

Ian shook his head. "Nah, I know daddy loves me, but I also know that daddy loves you too. So fow daddy to be happy, he needs both of us!"

James laughed and ruffled the blond hair. "I bet you're too smart for your own good." James said with a shake of his head. "Now go get dried and we'll go make daddy happy."

Ian rushed off toward the bathroom, giving a squeal of joy. That kid was too cute, but you wouldn't except any less form a kid that Kendall created. James smiled and went to go get dry himself.

Kendall had gone to take a nap and given Ian to Carlos. Now that he thinks about it, that probably was his first mistake.

"What do you mean you don't know where Ian is!" Kendall screamed.

Carlos scratched the back of his head. "I mean…I don't know where he is."

"Carlos! I trusted you to look after Ian for an hour, one fucking hour, while I went to take a nap!"

"I know, but I was distracted by this show and-"

"And nothing! You fucking stopped paying attention! You have the attention span of a gold fish, Carlos! I should have never trusted my child with you, when obviously you seem to have the mentality of one too!" Kendall ranted. He stopped, the amount of rage coursing through his body causing him to pant. But that quickly vanished when he saw the look of hurt on Carlos' face, he looked like a kicked puppy.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean that." Kendall rushed over to swoop Carlos in a hug. "I'm just worried. I'm sorry, I shouldn't take it out on you. I'm sorry." Kendall continued to chant 'I'm sorry' into Carlos' hair, soon Kendall seemed to completely break and started to sob.

Carlos squeaked at the sudden onslaught of tears. He thought for a second that Kendall was crying because he hurt him, but Carlos hadn't really been all that hurt. He knew that Kendall was just angry and worried, didn't mean that made the words sting any less, but he knew Kendall didn't mean them. But that thought quickly vanished when the chanted 'I'm sorry's turned into 'I'm sorry James'. Carlos knew something was very wrong now.

Kendall's sobs got harder and his whole being started to shake, he slid down Carlos' body as his knees gave out, but still clung to Carlos' shirt at his hips. Everything that he had ever caused or screwed up in his life was coming back to him. His dad leaving, his mom having a mental break down, his sister having nightmares at night, Logan getting beaten in middle school, Carlos' abandonment issues, getting sent to a research testing camp, Ian being abused, James leaving him. Everything. And it was all his fault. If he had just been smarter, nicer, stronger, anything that wasn't what he was now, he could have stopped all those things.

But he wasn't all those things. And he didn't know how much more he could take.

Carlos knelt so he was level with Kendall. "Ken, come on. You've got to come back to me." Carlos whispered. He knew what was happening. Kendall was having a break down. Back in Minnesota, Carlos went with his dad to the police station often enough to know what they looked like and he knew how to calm one down because of that too.

"It's all my fault. I'm weak. I'm ugly. I'm stupid. I shouldn't take care of Ian. I'm a horrible father. Horrible father. Horrible." Kendall chanted over and over again. It scared Carlos, to see Kendall so venerable. He had no idea that Kendall was going through this.

"No you're not Kendall. You're not. Come back to me. Kendall Ian needs you. Kendall come back." Carlos said, stroking Kendall's hair and looking into Kendall's unfocused deep green eyes. "Come back."

Kendall's eyes slowly focused on Carlos' eyes and his sobs quieted. He slumped against Carlos. "Sor-"

"Shh." Carlos interrupted. "I know. I forgive you. None of this is your fault. It's mine. Let's go find Ian." Carlos whispered comfortingly into the blonds ear. Kendall nodded, still tiring to recover from his mental overload.

Just as they got up and turned to walk to the door, Ian burst threw it. "Daddy!" He said happily.

"Oh Ian!" Kendall almost started to cry again. He met Ian halfway, scooping the boy into his arms. "Don't run away like that again! I nearly had a heart attack. I was so worried." Kendall said, hugging the little blond tighter.

"I'm sorry, but I went to go see papa." Ian said, pulling away from his father slightly to look him in the eyes.

Kendall looked at his son in confusion. "Papa?"

Ian nodded eagerly. "Wames is my new papa now."

"Wames?" Kendall asked, eyebrows scrunched together, then it seemed to click. "James! But why would he be your new papa?"

"Because he wants to be." Said a voice from the door.

Kendall spun around to see James standing there. "J-James?" The green eyed boy asked, slowly setting down Ian. "What…?"

"I want to be a family Kendall. You, me, and Ian."

"But you said-"

"I know what I said. And I was wrong." James took a deep breath. "I'm ready to be a father Kendall. I fell in love with Ian the moment he ran through this door and deeper in love with you when I found out he was yours." James started to walk closer to Kendall. The blond didn't back away. "I said those things because I was angry and hurt that you didn't tell me about something so important to you. It made me feel like I wasn't important to you."

"James-"

"No, Kendall. I know now that I was wrong. That you where just scared and, probably, if I was in the same situation as you, I'd done the same thing." James had made it to Kendall and he lifted a hand to cup Kendall's cheek. "I love you Kendall and I'm so incredibly sorry that I left you, but," James reached into his pocket and pulled out a simple ring and knelled down on one knee, he continued, "if you'd give me the honor of marring you and giving me a second change," he slipped the ring on Kendall's finger and that is when the blond started to cry, "I'll be the other father Ian never had and I will love you both with my whole being." James looked up into the tear filled green eyes of the blond he loved so much. "So, Kendall Knight, will you marry me?" James finally finished

Kendall couldn't do anything for what felt like forever, until, he finally nodded. "Yes." He whispered. "Yes, James."

James smiled widely, standing back up and capturing the blonds lips in a deep kiss. They wondered briefly how'd they survived so long without each other. A little giggle from below them broke the bubble they'd been in, they looked down to see a widely smiling Ian.

There was a cough and suddenly Carlos was there, picking up Ian. "Come on, little buddy. Let's give these two some time alone."

"But I want to stay!"

Logan appeared beside Carlos, seemingly out of nowhere. "Trust me kiddo, you don't." Logan smirked, he gave the dazed couple a thumbs up, before ushering out Carlos, with a strongly protesting Ian, out the door and shutting it behind him.

The pair continued to stare at the door for a good minute before turning to look at each other, then explode into laughter.

James quieted first, stopping to listen to Kendall's laugh. He'd missed it so much.

"What?" The blond asked.

James shook his head. "I love you."

Kendall grinned and kissed him deeply, pulling James bottom lip into his mouth before letting go. "Love you too." Then Kendall's eyes darkened and he pressed himself closer to James. "Why don't we go celebrate? We always did have great make up sex." Kendall purred into James ear.

James shivered. Truer words had never been spoken. "Oh, hell yes." He practically moaned.

Kendall laughed as James jerked Kendall to him for a sloppy, quick kiss, pulled away and dragged him off to their bedroom. Kendall's heart skipped a beat. It was their bedroom again.

James pushed Kendall gently against the door to the bedroom as it closed. He sealed their lips together in a shearing kiss, tongue darting out to part the blonds lips, exploring ever inch of the sweet tasting cavern. He pulled back, only to dive back in again, not able to resist Kendall's lips for a second. The only time they parted, was for air.

Kendall panted against James kiss swollen lips. "Thank you." He whispered.

"For what?" James asked, resting their foreheads together.

"Loving me. Loving Ian. Everything."

James smiled, gently giving Kendall's lips a peck. "Thank you, for giving me the chance to love you and Ian. For giving me everything I could possibly hope for."

And nothing else needed to be said.

~The End~

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