A/N: Thank you guys a lot, really. I'm crappy but I appreciate that some of you still stick with me even though I'm a pain. For the next couple of days I'll be stressing myself out trying to write my research paper that's due in less than a week, that's 7 days, and I haven't even started soooooo. Until I return from the dead, the next chapter might be up a little later. ._.

But I hope you enjoy this one :)


Brooke kept her word and the Knight family found themselves snug and comfy in a private plane flying out to the Diamonds. Katie was fussing on her mother's lap in the first row while Kendall was curled up in the last row with head phones over his blond head. As much as he was lost in the music, the teen was also lost in his thoughts. Four years had passed since he'd seen his best friend- were they still? Kendall didn't know. James never contacted him again or replied to his letters he sent. Often times Kendall assumed James was just busy with his new school and adjusting to the change. But after awhile Kendall felt he was pestering the other and stopped his letters two years after James moved away.

And now he was just 2 hours away from James. Kendall stared out the crystal clear window and his glossy emerald eyes took in the lavender colored sky and the angel white clouds. What if James forgot about him? About their friendship? About him? Kendall closed his eyes and sighed. It would explain the lack of letters he didn't get. Maybe James found a better batch of friends, or worse, a best friend he replaced Kendall with. Maybe that was why the letters stopped. Maybe that was why James disappeared from his life.

Kendall opened his eyes and jerked upright, a mixture of determination and denial flashing his gel eyes. James wouldn't do that to him, he was James! The blond realized how funny he might be looking sitting upright with his messy hair strewn. He sank back down and returned his stare out the window. Well, regardless of anything, he was on his way to James and would get his answers then. He just wished his body would ease up on the frantic nerves he felt.

...

Jennifer was surprised to see Brooke came to pick them up herself. Brooke didn't change a bit over the course of four years. Her face still held her raw beauty, the angle and shape still sharp. Jen knew, by the way her best friend's business suit fit her nice and snug, that Brooke remained her healthy shape. The LAX airport was crazy as usual but Brooke had always managed to draw herself out of the crowd, therefore making it always easy for her to be found because of the way she made herself stick out. Jennifer felt her body sag with relief when her eyes met Brooke's. Brooke smiled brightly at her red haired friend and did not move out of the way for a single person as she made her way over to the Knight family.

Kendall was disappointed and a little relieved that James didn't come with his mom. On the plane he tried to gather his thoughts as much as he could before they finally landed, but coming down the escalator, his chest tightened up when he realized James could be down there waiting for them. In the end it was only Brooke which was perfectly fine with him. He didn't realize how much he missed the woman until she pulled him into her arms and hugged him warmly.

"You've grown up too much," Brooke beamed so brightly at him while she pulled away slightly to study him with twinkling hazel eyes, "God, you were a kid just yesterday! It's so good to see you honey." she hugged him once more and Kendall smiled against her patchoulie scented hair.

"It's really good to see you too," he replied his voice light and sweet. Brooke pulled away and patted his cheek softly before turning her attention to the small girl in Jennifer's arms.

"Ah, and this must be Katie!" Brooke cooed and gently stroked the chubby, pale cheeks. "She looks just like you, thank God." the last bit was muttered but Jennifer heard nonetheless. She laughed and handed Katie over to Brooke's awaiting arms.

"Yes, well." the red head tipped her head to the side and smiled at her daughter and best friend. Already Katie seemed to glow up to Brooke, giving her cheeky smiles and shy, dangerous coos. Brooke melted on the spot and would have stood there all day if it weren't for the man who suddenly appeared at her side.

Jennifer and Kendall stared at the newcomer with stunned eyes. He looked like a secret agent with his grey get up suit and black ear piece, and black tinted sun glasses. "Ma'am," he spoke, his voice deep like grovel. "Your schedule." he stated and Brooke blinked, his voice breaking her out of her Katie-trapped trance.

"Oh yes yes, you're right," the dark haired woman sighed. "Can you please assist with their luggage?" Kendall blinked when his carry on bag and suit case was out of his hands and into the agent man's instead. He blinked again when he saw his mom's in his grasps as well.

"Uh, I can help you if you want..." the blond started but faltered when he found himself staring at his reflection in the man's dark glasses.

"Nonsense." Broke waved her hand before turning around facing the way she had come from. "Peter's a strong boy, he can handle it. Shall we?" the woman swept her hand towards their exit and soon they were piled in Brooke's sleek, snow white Escalade. The agent man, who had a partner, were each in their own black Mustang GT which sandwiched Brooke's vehicle. In no time Kendall found himself viewing the Los Angeles city. Everything seemed big and luxurious. They'd already passed 3 mall strips, the entire of downtown, and exotic hotels. Kendall was currently staring at a men's store, if the display of business suits and photos of gorgeous men modeling the suits were anything to go by, when Brooke said her son's name.

It was like the magician trick after hypnotizing the subject. Like the clap of the hands, James' name always snapped Kendall back to attention. "Could you repeat that Ms. Diamond?"

" 'Ms. Diamond'?" Brooke replied with a sniff. Kendall knew what was coming next despite it being four years since it's happened. Smiling, the blond didn't get a chance to back himself up before Brooke went into her rant. "How many times must we go over this? Call me Mama Diamond or D or even my first name, jeez Kendall! Act like you know me." the woman complained and Kendall laughed.

"Sorry Mama D."

Brooke glanced at her red head friend chuckling beside her in the passenger seat. "You see what four years does to a person?" she teased as she followed the black car in front which turned left. They seemed to be exiting the busy part of the city and delved deep into an almost fortress like town with looming mansions and wide, smooth pavement streets. Trees interlocked each side and rose up and above to the sky, almost like a nature like cage. It was pretty.

"I was saying that James is in school right now which is why he didn't come with me to pick you guys up. I wanted to surprise him so I didn't tell him you were coming." Brooke's hazel pool eyes glanced at Kendall's earthy ones. "Just the other day he was talking about you so he's in for a treat."

Kendall hoped the panic in his eyes didn't show and let out a forced but believable laugh. "Wow, now I definitely can't wait to see his face then."

'Really. Will you be happy James? Will you be excited or indifferent?'

Kendall didn't want to know but soon he found himself taking in the large, well taken care of front yard. The driveway was long and curved into a deep half circle, and in the center a beautiful fountain was in the middle. Stone steps led up to a gorgeous, wrap around porch. The railing was pear white and connected to the thick, cotton blue pillars that gave the porch a high, arched ceiling. Which was polished wood. The front door seemed to be several feet high and a glass window with intricate designs was a few inches above the actual door. The mansion itself was a silver stone color with golden windows that littered the entire front. Thick, pearl white blinds kept the inside of the home hidden but when Brooke ushered them inside, everything came into a breathtaking, beautiful view.

...

Brooke had to part from them after she showed them to their rooms and allowed them to somewhat settle. "I'm so sorry but I've already missed 5 meetings this morning. If you need anything don't hesitate to ask the maids, alright? I've already instructed my butler Obdul to check on you and see that you get everything you need. He's such a kind man, so don't be shy."

Jennifer just waved her hand and smiled warmly. "You've done enough for us already. Go on, I feel bad for making you miss out on work."

Brooke sniffed as she lifted her Michael Kors purse to her shoulder. "Please. I thank you for getting me out of those God horrid meetings. Any who, let Kendall know he has access to any of the media rooms or pool. I'll be back around 6 and James will be home in a few hours." the woman peeled opened her door just as the same agent from the airport was about to knock sharply on the door. Brooke scowled. "Yes yes, I'm coming. Lock the doors Jen!"

Jennifer laughed from behind and leaned into the open doorway as she watched her best friend saunter down the steps. "I will. Get home safe!"

...

Kendall felt out of place in the ginormous room he was in. He tried, out of courtesy and just of his humble personality, tried to pick the smallest room. Brooke figured and offered this room, explaining this was the smallest room in the entire mansion. If this room, which was just about the same size as his entire old house, was the smallest, he could only imagine what the other rooms looked like. But he wasn't complaining, just felt small as he gingerly sat on the edge of the King sized bed. He felt like he was sitting in a picture of a 5 star hotel room, and that to him was something he'd never thought would happen. Technically it hadn't but the room could pass for one, and certainly passed one.

Sighing, the blond flopped backwards on the bed, his back hitting a very soft mattress. He drowned in his thoughts once again and yawned an hour later. Shifting up, he carefully slid off the bed and went to his bag the poor agent had carried up. He got on his knees and unzipped his suit case, and began to move clothes aside trying to find a night shirt despite it being 1 in the afternoon. He hadn't slept since the fight awoke him yesterday and now the sudden tiredness hit him like a semi truck. So, he quickly undressed and threw on the chosen shirt he found before climbing back into the cloud like bed. James wouldn't be home in another hour so Kendall turned his alarm clock on his phone and gave himself forty-five minutes. After placing his small device back on the table beside the bed, Kendall shifted into a comfortable position before closing his eyes.