James took the tray into the bedroom and set it on the night table between the two beds. He sat down next to Kendall and brushed his hair back from his eyes, "Hey babe, wake up I brought you something to eat."

Kendall didn't answer but his leg jerked and he whimpered in his sleep.

"Kendall, wake up," James said a little louder.

Kendall could feel fingers running through his hair and he jerked awake, pulling away from whoever was touching him.

"Kendall it's me, are you okay?" James asked.

"What?" Kendall asked in a panicked tone.

"What's wrong?" James asked as he noticed Kendall's labored breathing and unfocused eyes.

Kendall shook his head, trying to clear it, "No."

"Were you having a bad dream?" James asked softly.

"What?"

"Look at me," James said, taking Kendall's face in his hands.

Kendall relaxed a little at the sound of James' voice, "Dream...I don't remember it."

"It's okay, do you want me to get Logan?"

"No, I'm okay," Kendall said, lying back down.

"Okay, but you need to eat something," James said.

"Not hungry," Kendall said, closing his eyes.

"Well too bad. You didn't eat last night and Logan said to feed you," James told him as he pulled Kendall back up.

"James...stop!"

"No, you need to eat," James said firmly as he picked up the tray and placed it on Kendall's lap.

"But I wanna sleep," Kendall whined.

"Just some toast and milk and then you can go back to sleep. Please babe?" James asked giving him a sorrowful look.

Kendall rolled his eyes, "Fine, ONE piece of toast."

James smiled, "That's all I ask. You're taking it easy for the rest of the weekend."

"But we have time off, I wanna do something fun," Kendall said, as he took a bite.

"We will, but you need to take it easy for now. Logan's going to go meet with Griffin and tell him you're sick."

"Why is he doing that?" Kendall asked suddenly feeling anxious.

"Because Griffin called a little while ago and said he wants you there to finish up whatever it is you were talking about last night. What was the meeting about anyway?" James asked.

Kendall tried to remember and felt the headache coming back, "S-Something about stocks and overseas marketing. I kinda zoned out," Kendall said as he pushed the tray away.

James pushed the tray back, "Eat your breakfast." Kendall shook his head as he felt his stomach start to do flip flops.

"Kendall?"

Kendall suddenly jumped up and bolted for the bathroom, James right behind him. Kendall knelt beside the toilet and threw up the few bites of toast he'd eaten and then started dry heaving. A moment later he started coughing and and panicked when he saw blood.

"Logan!" James yelled as he rubbed Kendall's back. He grabbed a tissue and held it to Kendall's face, "It's okay babe, it's just your nose."

Kendall nodded and allowed James to apply pressure but he started feeling dizzy and sat back, leaning against the tub.

"LOGAN!" James yelled again, starting to get freaked out himself.

Logan and Carlos were discussing plans for the day when they heard James yell. "Oh no, now what?" Logan asked as he ran up the stairs with Carlos following. Logan saw James holding something to Kendall's face and there was blood on both their hands as well as a few drops around the toilet.

"What happened!?" Logan asked moving quickly to his friends.

"He threw up and started coughing and his nose started bleeding and now there's blood and it won't stop!" James rushed out in one panicked breath.

"Okay, let me take a look," Logan said softly.

James nodded and took his hand away. Logan looked Kendall over, "It's slowing down. Carlos, can you grab an icepack?"

"Sure," Carlos nodded and hurried back downstairs.

"Did you hit your nose when you were throwing up?" Logan asked as he started to clean up Kendall's face.

"No...Logie, don't feel well."

"Okay, tell me what's going on," Logan said.

"Head hurts, dizzy, my stomach feels weird...so tired," Kendall said as he started to slip sideways.

"Whoa! Okay, let's get you back to bed," Logan said as James grabbed Kendall to keep him from falling over all the way. James got Kendall up and each of them put an arm around him and helped him back into the bedroom.

Once Kendall was back in bed Logan ran back into the bathroom for the thermometer. He went back into the bedroom and sat next to Kendall, "Does anything else hurt?"

"Hmm?" Kendall asked, nearly asleep.

"You need to try and focus buddy, does it hurt anywhere else? How bad is the pain in your head?" Logan asked softly as he took Kendall's temperature.

"Logie, go 'way. Wanna sleep," Kendall slurred.

"Not until you answer me," Logan said firmly. He looked at the thermometer, "At least your temperature is normal now."

"Here Logan," Carlos said handing him the ice pack.

"Thanks Carlos," Logan smiled setting the thermometer on the table.

"Is he okay?" Carlos whispered.

"I think so," Logan nodded. He held the ice pack to Kendall's face and tried to pull away. "No, we need to keep this on your nose for a few minutes."

"Cold," Kendall whined, swatting at Logan's hand.

"I know, but you need it. Now answer my question, does anything else hurt?"

"No, now go 'way."

"Stubborn...did you eat or drink anything that tasted funny?" Logan asked, wondering if it might be food poisoning.

"No, all I had was a Dr. Pepper, now let me sleep," Kendall said as he pulled the blankets up further.

"Okay, but you're staying in bed the rest of the day and if you get any worse we're taking you to the doctor," Logan stated.

"Fine," Kendall mumbled.

Logan looked at James, "Just hold the ice pack here for a few more minutes. Sleep is probably the best thing, but I'm going to look up a few thing."

James nodded and took Logan's place on the bed, "Thanks Logan."

"No problem, once the bleeding has completely stopped and he's resting you need to come down and eat too."

"What's wrong with him?" James asked quietly.

"I think it's just exhaustion but there's a chance he picked up a virus too. We've all been so worn out that our immunity is probably getting low. I think rest and then a few healthy meals for all of us will aid in boosting our natural resources."

James looked at him, "Logan...I had like four hours sleep so could you say that in English?"

"Sorry, we're just overtired and that makes it easier for us to catch something," Logan smiled.

"Why the nosebleed?"

"Probably from throwing up and coughing. It can break blood vessels in your nose and throat, sometimes even your eyes."

James sighed, "Okay."

"He's going to be okay buddy," Logan said reasurringly.

James smiled, "I know."

Half an hour later Kendall was sleeping peacefully so James tucked the blankets in around him and kissed him on the cheek. He went downstairs where he found Carlos watching TV and Logan looking at something on the internet. "Hey guys."

"Kendall's sleeping?" Logan asked without looking up.

"Yeah," James yawned.

"Sounds like you could use some sleep too. Why don't you eat and then take a nap?" Logan suggested.

"Sounds good."

"There's a plate for you in the fridge," Logan said.

"Thanks," James smiled as he pulled out the plate and put it in the microwave. After the timer beeped he grabbed the plate and sat down next to Logan. "What are you working on?"

"Just checking out a couple of things," Logan said.

"Like what?"

"Thought I'd get a head start on the meeting today by researching the stocks and marketing plans for RCM CBT Globalnet Sanyoid," Logan told him.

"So, boring stuff," James smirked.

"Actually the business world is quite interesting."

James just looked at him.

"Yeah, it's pretty boring," Logan admitted.

"Thanks for covering for Kendall though," James smiled.

"No problem. I'll take notes just in case Griffin wants Kendall to go over them."

"Yeah, like that's going to happen," James laughed.

"True," Logan agreed. " Camille's going to come over and hang out here later. She needs to run some lines and I thought one of you could give her a hand. She and I are going to go out for dinner after I get back."

"Cool, I like helping with lines," James said as he finished eating.

Logan looked at him, "No kissing though."

James rolled his eyes, "Really?"

"Yes, really," Logan said as he punched James in the arm.

"Ow! Fine, no kissing. It's not like I don't have someone else to kiss anyway."

"I don't need a mental image of that," Logan whined.

"Tell you what, if I kiss Camille, you can kiss Kendall...just to get even," James winked.

Logan looked at him and then smiled, "How do you know I wouldn't like that?"

James laughed, "Right."

"I don't know...there must be something about him. After all, the great James Diamond took himself off the market for him."

"One, people don't know that. Two, don't even think about it," James ordered.

"Can you two stop? I'm trying to watch cartoons here," Carlos complained.

"Sorry Carlos," Logan laughed.

James shook his head and punched Logan in the arm as he walked past him and into the living room.

"Hey!" Logan whined as he followed James into the living room.

James laughed at him as he sat down next to Carlos, "What are we watching buddy?"

"Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles," Carlos told him.

"Cool," James smiled as he and Logan settled in to watch with Carlos. After a couple of hours James had fallen asleep so Carlos grabbed a blanket and covered him.

"I'm going to go check on Kendall," Logan said.

"Okay," Carlos nodded.

Logan grabbed a Gatorade and went upstairs where he found Kendall still sleeping soundly. He sat the Gatorade on the table and took his temperature, relieved to find it was still normal. He hadn't wanted to worry anyone but he'd checked Kendall's symptoms on a medical website and they could be the early signs of a more serious condition. "It's just exhaustion, you just need rest," he said to himself.

He got up and went to his own room to grab a book and went back downsatairs.

Kendall woke himself from another fitful dream that he couldn't remember. He groaned as he sat up, his head felt thick but at least it wasn't hurting anymore. He shivered a little and decided to take a nice warm shower and grabbed a t-shirt and some clean sweats from his drawer. He grabbed one of James' hoodies from the closet and went into the bathroom where he started the water running in the shower. He pulled off his pajamas and got in once the water was warm enough. He closed his eyes and let the warm water run over his head and down his body. He stood there for a few minutes until he was feeling warmer and then washed his hair. He rinsed off and got out, wrapping himeslf in the oversized towel that hung on the hook. He sat on the edge of the tub as he towel dried his hair and groaned a little, his muscles ached so much.

When he finished he dressed and headed downstairs where he found James sleeping on the couch and snoring lightly. He smiled at the sight and went into the kitchen to get some water. He found a note taped to the fridge, "Carlos and I went to do some grocery shopping. Should be back by three, call if you need anything ~ Logan."

Kendall got a glass of water and grabbed a box of crackers from the cupboard and went into the living room. He sat down next to James and curled up next to him, pulling the blanket over himself a little. He watched TV for a few minutes while he ate his snack and found himsef getting sleepy again. He snuggled in next to James and was soon sleeping again. James woke a few minutes later and smiled at the smaller body curled up next to him in the spooning position. He put his arms around Kendall and pulled him close, "Are you feeling better?"

"Mhmm," Kendall smiled without opening his eyes.

"Good," James smiled as he kissed the back of his neck and then tucked his chin on top of Kendall's head. He was soon sleeping again.

Carlos and Logan got back about half an hour later and carried the bags into the kitchen. Carlos looked over at the couch and saw James sleeping on his side and a tuft of blond hair poking out from under the blanket in front of him. "Kendall must have gotten up," he smiled.

"Good, maybe he's feeling better," Logan said as he started putting the vegetables into the fridge.

"I hope so, it's so weird when he's sick," Carlos commented as he started putting away the canned goods.

"I know, but hopefully it was just a 24 hour bug."

There was a knock on the front door. "That's probably Camille," Logan said going to answer it. He opened the door to find his, now on again, girlfriend standing there in camouflage fatigues and wearing camo face paint. "What part are you up for?" Logan asked as he stood aside to let her in.

"Private First Class, Edwina Moss, a witness to the kidnapping of a four-star general on NCIS," she said saluting and then kissing his cheek.

"Wow, the big leagues!"

"You betcha, hey Carlos!" she grinned.

"Hey Camille, you look really convincing," he said.

"Thanks! How's Kendall feeling?"she asked.

"I think he's feeling better," Logan smiled, pointing to the couch.

"Awww, that's so cute," she said.

"Could you guys talk a little louder?" James asked grumpily.

"Sorry James, we didn't mean to wake you up," Camille said as she went and sat on the other side of them.

"Hey Camille. Sorry I didn't get a lot of sleep last night," James yawned.

"I heard, is he feeling better? By the way, you guys look adorable," she told him.

"He's feeling better and he can talk," Kendall mumbled from under the blanket.

"Grumpy much?" James asked as he kissed the top of his head.

"Yes...hey Cami," Kendall said as he pushed back the blanket so her could see her.

"Hey sweetie, are you really feeling better?"

"Yeah, I'm just a little tired," Kendall told her as he sat up.

"Have you eaten anything? I picked up some chicken noodle soup for you," Logan called from the kitchen.

"I had some crackers," Kendall said.

"I'm warming the soup and you need to eat it," Logan said as he poured the container into a pan.

Kendall rolled his eyes, "Yes mom."

"Very funny," Logan said.

A few minutes later Logan took the soup out and sat it on the coffee table. "Eat as much as you can, stop if you start feeling sick," Logan instructed.

Kendall rolled his eyes again.

"You DO remember what happened when Carlos ate too much when he had the stomach flu last year?" Logan asked pointedly. "Do you WANT to puke noodles through your nose? Because if you do, you're on your own."

Kendall shuddered, remembering the incident. Logan had to pull a noodle out of Carlos' nose, which was funny, but then the noodle tickled the back of his throat and caused him to puke again...all over the front of Logan.

"I'll stop," Kendall promised.

"Good, now I'm going to help Camille with her lines and then James or Carlos can take over," Logan said.

"What time do you have to be there?" Camille asked.

"The driver will be here at five," Logan said.

"What driver?" Kendall asked.

"Griffin's, remember I told you that Logan's going to go in your place today," James said.

"No, I don't think you should go. I can go, I'm feeling alot better now."

"No way, you're staying home and resting. Griffin's just going to have to deal with the fact that you're sick," Logan said firmly.

"Griffin isn't someone who 'deals' very well," Kendall pointed out.

"It'll be fine, he may be weird and eccentric, but I'm sure he understands that people get sick," Logan said.

"Maybe...I still don't think you should go," Kendall said quietly.

"Look, I'll take notes that way if he says anything I'll tell him I'm going to go over it with you," Logan said.

Kendall sighed, he hated being sick and feeling like a burden.

"It'll be fine," James said putting his arm around Kendall's shoulders.

"I guess so," Kendall said, still feeling anxious about the whole thing.

Dr. Sean Copen was trying to convince an unreasonable Griffin that there was no way he could possibly work under these condition. "Griffin, you have to understand that this isn't the proper way to run a controlled testing of a new substance. Any number of things could go wrong, I don't have the test subject's complete medical history, I haven't run bloodwork, this is something that could go very wrong very quickly."

"You have his medical history and as for bloodwork, take some blood today and run whatever tests you need."

"It's not a complete history, which IS important, and we should have run bloodwork BEFORE the first dose was administered, " Dr. Copen tried to explain.

"You have what you need for now, if this is going to be a problem I CAN and WILL replace you. Of course you know that means you'll lose your license and probably spend a good portion of your life behind bars," Griffin smirked.

Griffin had found Copen working in a free clinic doing court mandated community service for driving under the influence. He'd also found a patient that Copen had paid off after a mistake in surgery nearly cost them their life. He'd been high on cocaine and lacerated an artery and the patient had to have an immediate blood transfusion. The hospital had swept it under the rug with the conditions that he make a financial settlement, go to rehab, and stick strictly to the research division. While Copen had managed to convince the hospital that he was doing community service as a way to give back, Griffin had found out the real reason and offered him a position with the company's pharmaceutical division. Copen had agreed because it got him out of a tight spot and paid a great deal of money.

"I'm just concerned that there could be something medical that we don't know about," Copen said.

"Like what? He's seventeen and in perfect health. You said yourself he'd make a good test subject, and now he is. You can pull the blood before and after he gets the dose today and that's all you need," Griffin said, leaving no room for argument.

"Yes sir," Copen said quietly.

"Good, now go back to your office until I call you," Griffin ordered.

Copen nodded and went to the door, "One question, why him?"

Griffin smiled, "Because he's one of the most strong-willed people I've ever met. If it works on him, it'll work on anyone."

"IF there are no problems," Copen said opening the door.

"Make sure there aren't," Griffin ordered.

Copen nodded and closed the door behind him.

Two hours later Logan was downstairs and waiting for Griffin's driver. The black Limo pulled up and Harrison, the driver, got out and opened the door for him. "I'm sorry sir, but isn't it Kendall I'm suppose to be picking up?"

"Kendall was really sick last night so I'm taking his place today," Logan explained as he got in.

Harrison nodded and closed the door, "This should be interesting."

They arrived at Roque Records about 15 minutes later and Logan headed up to Griffin's private offices. He checked in with his receptionist and Griffin went into Griffin's office to lt him know that Logan was waiting. She came back out a minute later and held the door for him, "Mr. Griffin said to go right in."

"Thank you," Logan smiled as he went inside.

Griffin was sitting at his desk looking very irritated, "Is there a reason Kendall chose not to come?"

"Actually it was more a case of him being outvoted. He was really sick last night and this morning, he still isn't feeling very well," Logan explained.

"I see...exactly what is wrong with him?"

"I think it's exhaustion, we did work alot of hours this week. I told him I'd come and take notes so he'd have all the information you want him to go over," Logan said.

Griffin stood up and clasped his hands behind his back, "I see...I'm afraid that won't work for me. I'll have my driver pick him up at noon tomorrow."

"I'm sure I can relay whatever it is you want him to learn," Logan said.

"Logan, I like you. You're smart and loyal to your friends."

"Thank you?" Logan said confused.

"You're not the one I want though. Tell Kendall my driver will pick him up at noon and I'll see him tomorrow."

"W-What if he's still sick though?" Logan said, getting frustrated with Griffin's demeanor.

"Tell him not to be," Griffin said as he opened the door and walked out.