Authors Note: Well this is my second fanfic ever, you guys should go read my first- its better than it sounds hahaa... but anyways, i really hope you guys enjoy this! At this point im not sure where im gonna go with the story, but it should be sufficiently angst-y! Reviews would be much appreciated :)

Oh and I dont own BTR :(

Chapter 3: Spidey Senses

2:30 PM. The clock in front him seemed to ridicule him as it offered the time. Even the stupid clock knew that something was wrong. Even the clock could see that it wasnt normal for the blonde to look so defeated and weak- for the small latino to be so reserved and quiet- or for the brunnette to be so lifeless and disoriented. Even the clock knew that all three of them were freaking out.

It had only been a couple of hours. Same amount as every other day of school. But to Carlos, time had never moved slower.

Logan should have been distracting him from his worry. Logan should have been sitting next to him. Logan should have been there to make him breakfast this morning. Logan should have come back last night.

But now he knew. All three of them knew. Logan hadnt come back last night.

To anyone else this wouldnt have been that big of a deal. "Logan had only been gone a couple of hours."

Theyd already heard it a dozen times today.

But the boys knew different.

Carlos, James, Kendall, and Logan. It had always been Carlos, James, Kendall, and Logan. Always. Even if they were being called the "Mighty Minnesota Ducks" (the name of the Pee Wee hockey team), or the "Dogs", or "Hockey heads", or the " Four Hockeypucks", or "Monkey Dogs" or even "Big Time Rush".

They were always together. They knew each other better then they knew themselves.

They made up for each others faults. Where Kendall acted on impulse and passion, Logan provided reason and logic. Where Logan too- often noted the consequences and repercussions, Carlos acknowledged the opportunities to risk taking. Where Carlos was easily distracted from end results, James offered a sense of determination to every plan. and so on.

Sure, the four of them had their respective quirks. Kendall had a temper, James couldnt remove his focus from the mirror, Carlos couldnt stay focused at all, and Logan was too cautious, but everyone could see that the boys brought out the best in each other.

And thats why Carlos, Kendall, and James were on edge, it was as if a piece of them were missing. Everyone else could tell them to stop freaking out- "Logan had ONLY been gone a couple of hours", but the boys knew differently.

The boys always knew when something was wrong with one of them. Whether it had been When James got lost trick-or-treating when they were 7. Or when Carlos got the chicken pox at age 10 (which for the record, they ended up all catching). Or when kendalls dad died at age 12. They had immediately known something was wrong. They couldnt really explain it, it was just a feeling, almost a premonition. Carlos had called it their Spidey-senses.

And boy, were those spidey senses tingling.

"Gaaaah, i just... " Kendall's normally strong, powerful voice echoed weakly through Apartment 2J.

"I know," James's tone startled the boy, causing him to turn to the brunnette. He was normally devoted and passionate, but now he seemed defeated as looked down at his feet. "theres nothing we can do"

Kendall couldnt stand looking at him anymore and his eyes slowly wandered to the final boy. The normally hyper, goofy latino was sitting motionless by the window. His eyebrows were slightly knitted and his voice was suffocated by an unfamiliar bitterness. "Stupid Logan.."

Kendall turned away as he tried, unsuccessfully, to avoid the sting of Carlos's words.

"Well," the Blonde's voice was uncomfortably loud as he used all of his strength to speak,"we have to do something"

No response. Kendall began to doubt whether either of them had even heard him.

"Guys, we gotta think. We gotta think the way.. Logan does." Kendal seemed to struggle over his friends name as he watched James's shoulders slump lower and Carlos turn farther away.

"We already tried everything," James offered. His eyes were slowly roaming the wooden floor below as if Logan were hiding somewhere beneath the panels. "the stupid FBI wont answer our calls, Logan's stupid phone is dead, no one will listen to us, and the stupid number for the Law and Order: CI people is just some stupid answering machine for some stupid hollywood studio"

"Stupid Logan..." Carlos's head turned even farther from his friends as he spoke.

"Please stop Carlos," Kendall offered weakly. Carlos saw his friend fromt he corner of his eye and was immediately drowned in a wave of guilt

"Sorry guys," He sighed, "I just have a really bad feeling about all of this"

"Same-"

"ohhhh!" James burst to his feet in a fit of excitement, "why dont we just call the police"

"because everyone knows that you have to wait 48 hours before doing that" Carlos spat back.

James offered no reply except for a confused look,

"its on like every cop show ever" Carlos explained "and my da-" He stopped and face palmed immediately

It took Kendall and James all of 2 seconds to figure out where he was going with this, "Your dad!"

"He's doing some transfer work out here this month, and he can totally pull some strings for us!"

(At the police station- 1 hour later)

"What do you mean?" Kendall's voice was knitted with desperation as he stared back at the woman in front of him.

"Look kids, we're doing this as a favor to Officer Garcia, but if this is a joke you guys are gonna get into some serious trouble" Her eyes roamed around the three teenage boys slowly, as if she were a mom who caught them with a bad report card.

"Were not joking!" Carlos yelled back as his hands went up in frustration, "His name is Hortense Logan Mitchell, He's a genius and He has black hair and He's gonna be a doctor and He met us when he moved to Minnesota like 10 years ago and now Hes missing!"

She opened her mouth to speak but was instead cut off by the third boy, "Listen lady, he's our friend, and we're being serious, can you just search agan? Its H-o-r-t-e-n-s-e"

"And im being serious too" She replied with a cool tone, "Hortense Logan Mitchell isnt in our database. The only match is a young boy who died nearly 10 years ago"

Hellooo :) Wanna know my pet peeve? when authors take FOREVER to update. ironic huh? but anyways im really really sorry, but my month has been crazy... i think, now, ill be able to update more often hahaa. but yah, i really hope you guys liked it, and reviews would be amazingggg (and they would encourage me to update quicker) hehehe ;)