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Chapter 4 Year Six

Logan's POV

It's been six years. Six years since the end of BTR. But some things never changed. Even after all these years people are recognizing one of the guys or me. I mean with James and Kendall it makes only sense, but Carlos and I were almost completely out of the public eyes. Sometimes there were still people who recognized us, at the grocery store or at work. It was always nice to be recognized, but there were occasions where it was annoying. For example when people (usually men) were recognizing Kendall, because of his hockey career and completely disregarded me. I mean I don't need the attention, but when my husband and I were walking down a street, holding hands, and some random guy would push me aside, of course I become annoyed. In the eyes of a lot of people I was just a 'player's wife', an accessory on Kendall's arm. And I hated that. Kendall did, too. He always became annoyed for some time, when this happened.

In the last two years, since he started playing for the L.A. Kings, Kendall became one of the most successful and best-playing players of the NHL. A part of his job was also giving interviews. And since reporters are always nosy, there were always questions about me too. Of course, Kendall was the perfect husband he is and made more than clear that I am not his little housewife. It didn't really change anything, but I still loved him for making himself clear.

Simultaneously with Kendall's career, my career started to become really successful too. At the hospital I was able to do research and I made some progress with curing cancer, especially when the patients are really young. A few renowned professional magazines were publishing my results and improvements, too. And that made me proud. The guys, especially Carlos and Kendall, were always pointing out that I was doing wonders. But I don't think I am that good. I loved helping people, but I was not doing miracles.

Carlos was helping people too. In the last two years, he made a miraculous way-up in the LAPD. And now he had his own team, his own homicide squad. His work hours became even more irregular, but his captain and the other people in his team understood that his family was more important to Carlos.

Carlos's job (and my job too) was dangerous. Because we both brought our jobs home with us. I mean Kendall goes to training or plays a game. If he wins, he is happy and if he loses he is sad. But that's it for him. Carlos and I saw often things we couldn't let go so easily. For example, when I had to treat a child, maybe 10 years old, because of leukaemia, or when he had to solve a really gruesome case. Of course we were always able to talk to our beloved husbands, but they didn't completely understand. But Carlos and I did. And that made our friendship even stronger.

James became one of the biggest stars of the American music industry. He had a lot of fans from all over the world. James made a lot of new music. Thankfully he didn't have to do long tours. The longest tour he had was about one and a half month long. Of course, not everybody liked it and a lot of fans demanded that he should do longer tours, but James wasn't fazed by them.

The most exciting and most important, but also most exhausting thing in our lives were the kids, though:

Justin just turned six. He went to school and he was the most active one. Justin loved the school, he had his two best friends and together they did a lot of mischief. They were widely known as mischief makers and pranksters. Justin and his friends were always outside playing and exploring.

Matthew was four. He was a bit quieter. Our youngest son was into music. Even though he was very young he wanted to sing and play guitar. Of course, we sent him three times a week to the music academy, where he learned a lot. And Matt loved every minute of it.

And two years ago, shortly after I became a full doctor, we got a beautiful daughter: Sophia Allison Knight. Once more Victoria acted as surrogate for us. She was too young for playing, but we could already see that she shared her father's obsession: hockey. We knew she would become a good hockey player.

Isabella, Carlos's and James's oldest child was 5 now and would start school in the coming fall. She was really athletic too. Isabella loved doing ballet and when she would be older, she wants to do running. At first sight, Isabella was fulfilling every stereotype about girls: her favourite colour was pink, she was doing ballet and she loved wearing dresses. But she was a badass. Well, as much as she could with 5.

After Isabella, Carlos and James got another two children, from the same surrogate: Kira Lydia Diamond and Derek Tyler Diamond. They were twins. They looked pretty similar of course, but they were not identical. They were two and a half year old. And they did almost everything together: they loved playing in the garden, discovering new animals and plants or they pretended to be superheroes and to save the world.

Naturally, family gatherings were always chaotic. I mean, these gatherings meant our 6 kids and us, Mama Knight, Katie and her fiancée. Often Gustavo and Kelly with her husband and little child came too. It was loud, chaotic and messy. Most of the times something broke or the kids fought or they were hurt or just generally grumpy. Sometimes, we ran out of patience. Sometimes we made mistakes. Sometimes we were not good parents. But at the end of the day, we had the best life imaginable.

This was sadly the last chapter of this story. Thank you so much for following this series. You can also check out my other stories if you want to.