Oh my gosh, you guys…*wipes eyes* you guys are absolutely amazing. I love you all and I'm not gonna keep you busy with a lame AN.

Carlos plopped down onto the orange couch. He wasn't worried yet, as both James and Logan had sent him and Kendall texts saying they went to go eat dinner, but he couldn't help but be curious as to when they'd be back.

"Keeendoooooll." He whined. "I'm soooooo booored. When will they be back?"

Kendall sat down next to his whining friend. "Don't call me Kendoll. And probably soon, it's almost 11 o'clock." Kendall had gotten his text from Logan saying he and James were going out to eat 8, and James was one to take his time eating. And when he ate with Logan, for some reason it seemed to take him twice as long. Probably because the two could have the oddest, longest conversations on the planet.

Kendall looked over at Carlos, who managed to flip himself upside down on the orange couch. "They need to hurry up." Carlos said, giving the floor a dramatic smack with his helmet-covered head.

Kendall had this bad gut feeling in his stomach. "I'm gonna give them a call, see how much longer they'll be." Kendall got up and picked up his cell phone, dialing James' number. It rang…and rang…and rang some more… then voicemail. That didn't worry Kendall too much; as James sometimes just didn't pick up if he didn't feel like it.

So, he dialed Logan's number. But when he voicemail from his number, he became even more worried. Logan always answered, in one way or another. Unless he was driving.

That eased his worry. Logan and James were probably on their way home. "If they're not here by midnight, we're going out looking for them." Kendall said, more to himself than to Carlos.

But Carlos answered anyway. "You think something might be wrong?" He asked, flipping back upside-right.

Kendall shrugged. "Not think, more like feel…" He looked at his watch again. 11:04.

Kendall looked at his watch again for probably the 50th time. 12:02 "Okay, we're going to look for them." Kendall stood up, Carlos hot on his heels, and walked over to the front door, grabbing the keys to his mom's car on the way.

Carlos had pulled up a thingy Logan had downloaded onto his, Kendall's, and James' phones, it was a tracking device to let them know where his phone was. Logan was the worst person at knowing where his phone was and he often stole one of their phones to look for it.

Logan had also told him they could use it in case he ever went missing, but Carlos never really considered that option.

The tracking device finally lead them to a deserted parking lot. "There!" Carlos pointed when he saw the Big Time Rush mobile. Kendall parked a couple spaces away, just to be safe. It didn't look like anything was wrong, but he didn't want to know if something had.

Carlos on the other hand, was out of the car before Kendall even stopped all the way, he jumped out and ran over to the car. He slowly approached the car, sorta expecting to see James and Logan asleep in it. As he got closer, his heart beat faster.

"Carlos! Wait up!" Carlos froze in his track, no more than 5 feet away from the car. He waited until Kendall was by his side before continuing over to the car.

They got to it and peered inside. The top was down, so it was easy. Inside, laid James' jacket, folded neatly, and both James' and Logan's phones perched on top. And above their phones was a little red envelope.

Kendall slowly reached for the envelope, panic gripping at his heart. Carlos already had tears falling from his eyes, knowing something bad had happened to the other half of their foursome.

Slowly, ever so slowly, Kendall opened the envelope. Inside laid two things, a photo and a note. Kendall pulled out the note and handed Carlos the photo.

Kendall shuttered as he read the short note.

We're gonna play a game.

You guys are just going to be the playing pieces,

because James and Logan are the players.

They'll decide whether or not you get the clues.

Follow the clues correctly, and they might live.

Don't, and they won't.

This is going to be a fun game.

A couple tears found their way to Kendall's eyes, but he quickly blinked them away. He looked at Carlos, who was crying as he stared at the photo. Kendall gently pulled Carlos into a one arm hug, one to comfort him and two to see the photo.

It was dark in the photo, but he could clearly make out three shapes. The two in the background were James and Logan, looking unharmed but unconscious. The object in front, it was gun.

Kendall sighed, he couldn't believe this was happening. He took his arm away from Carlos, took the photo from him and put it and the note back in the envelope before laying back where they had found it. He then pulled out his phone and gently steered Carlos away from the car. Once they were back at their own car, Carlos sat down next to it and started sobbing. "They're gone. Gone."

Kendall sighed and looked at his phone and dialed a number he had called several times, but never for a reason like this.

"911 what's you emergency?" A lady's soft voice answered on the other end.

"Hello, my name is Kendall Knight, and I believe I'm at the crime scene of two of my friends kidnapping."

A dark blue cars pulled into the parking lot. Carlos and Kendall were both sitting by the car now. Carlos was still crying, but he wasn't really aware of it. Kendall stood up and waited until a person got out of one car before walking over. Three people actually got out, but only one approached him.

"Are you Kendall?" He asked. He looked stern, with salt and pepper hair and piercing blue eyes.

"Yes sir." Kendall responded.

He walked over to Kendall. "I'm Agent Jackson, FBI." He showed Kendall his badge, then turned around to his team. "Agent David and Agent Moore. Agent David is gonna ask you some questions, and is it alright take your prints and DNA?"

"Is it alright if I ask you why you need it?" Kendall responded.

"Just so we can eliminate any prints and DNA that belong to you two." Kendall nodded and walked back over to Carlos.

Another man, who he was guessing was Agent David walked over to them. Carlos was watching the other two agents take photos and stuff of their car. "Kendall and Carlos?" The agent asked.

"Why's the FBI here?" Kendall asked. He had figured just the local cops would come and investigate; it was just a simple kidnapping.

Agent David sat down in front of them. He was tan and had short brown hair with shaggy bangs. Kendall couldn't help but think he looked like an older version of James.

"Well, we believe your friends kidnapping is part of a line of kidnappings that have happened."

"A line of kidnappings?" Kendall asked. Agent David nodded. "Did the other kids survive?"

Agent David was quiet for a second, before shaking his head. "But you guys are the first ones that we jumped right on it. There have been three other cases, and we got a basic look of what this guy likes to do. You guys have the greatest chance of your friends surviving."

Kendall nodded. "Can you tell us…what happened to the others?"

Agent David stared at him for a second. "How about I ask you some questions first, and then I'll fill you guys in on what you need to prepare for."

Kendall nodded and looked at Carlos, who was still watching the others search the car. "You okay Carlitos?" Carlos looked up at him and nodded, turning his attention to Agent David.

Agent David nodded. "Okay, so what are your friends' names?"

Kendall could almost laugh from the stupid question. "Logan Mitchell and James Diamond."

"James Diamond? As in the son of Brooke Diamond?" Agent David said it almost giddily. Kendall nodded, eyebrows furrowed. "Oh, I love her work! But it tends to burn and-" Agent David caught Kendall's eyes and he coughed. "Sorry. When was the last time you saw them?"

"Around 2 this afternoon. Logan was sick and was lying down in his room, and James was playing a video game with Carlos, when our music producer called them and told them to come into the studio. They left and then around eight we got a text from them telling us that they were gonna go out for dinner. That was the last we heard."

Agent David nodded and pulled out a notebook, writing down in it. "Who's your music producer?"

"Gustavo Rocque." Carlos answered.

"Good, you do talk." Agent David said, smiling. He looked back up at the boys and his smile faded. "Right, right. Okay, well think that's all I need to know right now. I'm gonna go grab the kit for the fingerprints and DNA and I'll be back." Agent David stood up and walked back over to the car.

"I'm scared Kendall." Carlos said, laying his head on the taller boy's shoulder.

Kendall laid his head on Carlos' head. "I know little buddy. I am too." That didn't help Carlos any, because Kendall rarely got scared.

Agent David walked over to the only agent Kendall hadn't met yet, so he guessed it was Agent Moore. Agent David and Agent Moore talked for a second, before Agent David handed Agent Moore the black case in his hand, and Agent Moore handed Agent David what looked like a camera.

Agent Moore walked over to Kendall and Carlos. "Hey boys, I'm Agent Moore if you didn't know. I'm gonna take your fingerprints and DNA, okay?"

Kendall nodded. "Can you tell us what happened in the other kidnappings? Agent David told us he'd tell us."

Agent Moore nodded and got down on his knees. He opened the black case and pulled out a few objects. "First, give me your right hand." Kendall held out his right hand and Agent Moore took his fingerprints, then took Carlos'. After that he took their DNA.

"Tell us now?" Kendall asked, getting impatient.

Agent Moore nodded and switched his position so he was sitting the pavement. He was slightly chubby, but it suited him well, giving him a round child-like face. He had blonde, almost brown hair and green eyes. "What do you want to know?"

"Did the other kids die?" Kendall asked, already knowing the answer.

Agent Moore nodded.

"Were they also taken in twos?"

Agent Moore nodded.

"How did they die?"

Agent Moore sighed. "One drowned, one was shot." Agent Moore thought the two kids didn't need extra details of the kids' deaths.

"How long does it usually take you to find them?"

"Our quickest time was 2 weeks."

"So this time you'll have to find them quicker." Kendall said.

Agent Moore nodded. "We do and we will. I better go back and help my team finish up. You boys are free to go home now. We'll call you if we find anything."

Kendall nodded. "Thank you."

Agent Moore nodded and stood up, then helped Kendall and Carlos up. "It's my job."

Agent Moore was about to turn and walk away when Carlos tackled him into a hug. "You're gonna find my friends, right?" Carlos asked.

Agent Moore looked at Kendall, who had a sad smile on his face. "Right." Carlos released him and nodded. Agent Moore smiled, he liked these boys. "Carlos, right?" He asked. Carlos nodded. Agent Moore took off his FBI cap he was wearing and set it on Carlos' head. "Keep that in faith of us. We will find your friends." Carlos grinned widely and walked back over to Kendall.

Agent Moore smiled and walked back over to his team. He sighed and his smile dropped. He was just glad the kid didn't ask him if they were gonna find them alive.

That was fun! Agents Moore, David, and Jackson are all spin-offs of the characters Agent McGee, DiNozzo and Gibbs from the TV show NCIS, hopefully you guys don't mind.

Okay, I'm gonna attempt a double update, so be on the lookout for the next chapter!

Next Chapter: Questions.