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OK so last chapter I reposted the chapter about 3 or 4 hours after I posted it the first time, if you haven't seen it I suggest you go look at it so you're not confused with the rest of the story. The new chapter has some stuff the same but some of it is changed. Thanks!
***BTR***
Kendall stood between two caskets. The last few days were hard for a lot of people, and Kendall was tired of putting on a brave face for everyone. He and his mom went in to identify the bodies, but there was nothing to identify. Both bodies were badly burned, unrecognizable. Mrs. Knight left his side immediately to throw up.
They went up to Minnesota to bury them. Logan's mom couldn't stop crying. Logan was her only child and now he was gone. Mr. Mitchell tried to comfort her but nothing was working. Carlos's family was a little different. Their parents were worried about his siblings well being. So they put on a brave face for the rest of their kids, but inside it was killing them.
Gustavo, the usually mean, heartless, and rude guy…. cried when he heard. He cancelled all the tour dates for the tour that hadn't officially even started and put on a brave face for the cameras. Kelly stood in the background trying to hide her grief for the James and Kendall, but she would burst out crying whenever she saw something that reminded her of the boys.
Katie hasn't cried since that night. She was a little spacey, waiting for Logan and Carlos to come home and say 'Hey it was all a joke, we're fine.'
James knew they were gone. Knew they weren't coming back. And knew there was nothing he could do about it. He wanted to find the person that blew up the bus. But he couldn't get involved. He missed his friends and kept blaming himself for letting them go out that day.
The fans had a candle light visual in time square in New York. The place was like New Years. Only difference was New Years was a celebration. This was filled with tears, not happiness. Stranger crying on strangers shoulders, Rushers gathering together in loving memory of their heroes.
The funerals were held together, with only close family and friends. Kendall was asked to do the eulogy for his friends. He didn't even write a speech. He just talked about all the great time they had together. This was a long a long speech but no one cared. They liked hearing how Logan and Carlos lived their lives.
Kendall looked between the two caskets trying to figure out what to say. He didn't know what to say though. He didn't know how to say goodbye to someone he knew he would never see again.
He didn't want to say goodbye. He didn't want to be strong one. He wanted his friends back.
Tears started streaming down his face. He fell to his knees, shaking. He looked up at the two grave stones in front of him. One says Carlos Roberto Garcia. The other saying Hortense Logan Mitchell. Both have the same date of death. "Please come back." He whispered in a soft cry.
He felt a small hand on his shoulder. He jumped and turned around to see Katie and James standing behind him. Katie raised her hand and wiped her big brothers tears away, then embraced him in a hug. James knelt down and joined the hug, tears in his own eyes.
They pulled away after a while. Katie looked at her remaining brothers. "Kendall, do you remember when Grandma died? She was in the hospital for a while, waiting for a new heart that we knew would never come. She once told me that she will always be with me if I kept her in my mind and heart. So I told her every time I heard my heart beat I would think of her." Katie paused putting her hand on her heart and looking up at the sky. "Maybe it's the same thing with Logan and Carlos. If you keep them in your heart they will always be with you and every time you sing you can think of them and they will be looking after you."
Kendall and James looked at Katie. "She's right, Kendall. They would want us to go on with life, but think about them." James said getting up, putting a flower on each casket. "Good bye, guys." And walked back to the car.
Kendall smiled at Katie. "You've grown up so much, baby sister." He got up and looked up at the caskets. "I'll miss you guys so much. I'll think of you all the time." He said choking back tears again.
Katie grabbed his hand. And they started walking back to the car. Katie turned around and looked at the two caskets; some men had showed up around it and started lowering them in the ground. Carlos's and Logan's parents were both crying as they watched. "I love you both." She whispered, tears finally falling down her own face for the first time since she found out.
***BTR***
Logan opened his eyes slowly and tried to keep them open this time. He sat up in the uncomfortable bed. He got off the bed and felt around the wall for a light switch. Finally he found one and he clicked it on. He squinted and shields his eyes.
He waited until his eyes were fully adjusted to the little yellow shine. He looked around the room trying to figure out where he was, trying to remember what happened. All the memories came flooding back to him.
The bus, the explosion, the dead bodies. These thoughts made his knees weak. He collapsed against the wall. Remembering what happened after they got in the van.
Mondo looked back at them from the passenger seat. The next thing Logan knew, he had a white cloth over his face. He was breathing in Chemicals and he couldn't help. Just before blacking out he saw Carlos's scared eyes.
His head shot up. "Carlos" He whispered softly. He looked around the room and saw him in a bed right across from the one he got out of. He got up and walked over to his friend. When he stopped he knocked over a glass of water with his foot. He looked down and remembered waking up, his mouth so dry. He saw water and drank it, it tasted really funny. And he felt himself going back into a deep sleep again.
There must have been a sleeping pill in there. He thought and figured Carlos must have woken up and had a drink himself.
He looked down at Carlos and shook his. "Wake up, Carlos." He said softly. His voice shaky. "Please, Carlos, wake up." He said a little louder. Logan rested two fingers on Carlos's neck to check for a pulse. He breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the little pounding against his fingers.
He sat down on the floor and waited. Waited for Carlos to wake up, waited for someone to come in and either hurt or help them. Logan didn't like waiting.
***BTR***
I had to stop writing when I got to the fan part, because I swear I was going to start crying and that would be weird in the middle of a class room. More Carlos and Logan in the next chapter…. I don't know what else to write as an author note…
SARA
