"Man...those pills cause hallucinations too?" Kendall reached into his pocket and grabbed the bottle of medication, double-checking the list of side effects. James rolled his eyes and made him put the bottle away. "You're not hallucinating stupid...Logan...Carlos...what the hell?" James' face was very serious. Logan, realizing he was still embracing Carlos let go of the boy. "It's...exactly...what it looks like?" Logan said with an apologetic look on his face. Carlos laughed nervously as he scratched the back of his head. Kendall hopped over to Carlos' bed and sat down. "Uh...it is...clean here right?" Kendall asked as he searched the sheets for any mystery stains. Carlos and Logan both gave him a dirty look, he winked, ensuring that he was only joking. James crossed his arms, not finding any part of this funny. "I want an explanation now." He said sternly. Logan looked at James, his features becoming a bit tense. "Well not that I appreciate your attitude at all, I guess we can explain this." Logan sat down on the bed, Carlos sat right next to him. "Uh...Carlos...maybe you should put some more clothes on?" Logan whispered. Carlos blushed, ran to the hamper and threw on an old shirt and some shorts. "Alright guys, I think I'm medicated enough for this, shoot!" Kendall said.

"Well...I there's no real explanation honestly." Logan began. "I've always been very close to Carlos, and vise versa. With the week off, we've been spending a lot of time together, and in such a short amount of said time...I don't know. Something finally sparked and...we happened." He grabbed Carlos' hand as he finished, Carlos looked at him and smiled shyly. Kendall nodded as he listened, James just stared coldly. "Yeah guys I mean, I know it's sudden and a shock n' all, but...we're real." Carlos added on. Kendall scratched under his cast, and then spoke. "Fair enough, but what happened to Camille?" he asked. Carlos turned toward Logan. "Yeah, I mean you never really explained that." Carlos pushed.

Logan sighed and shuffled his feet shyly. "Well, I was really surprised when she came back out of nowhere, to be honest with you guys so much had happened this week that I actually forgot about her. Horrible I know, but I can't really say anything to defend myself. So she wanted a romantic picnic at the lake, said she wanted to take in some fishing. I agreed, fast forward to us at the lake, and that's when I told her I had to talk to her about something." He paused, looking at each of the guys. They were all watching intently, enveloped in the tale. "I told her that there was someone else...someone who's been there the entire time. She was really confused and hurt, and she really wanted to know who it was, but I told her that it's not really the time for that yet. She was pretty damn pissed, socked me right in the jaw." He pointed to his chin, a bruise Carlos had missed earlier now clear as day. Carlos stroked the bruise with his thumb, Logan looked at him and smiled as he did. James shifted his weight. "She started to cry, and I had to explain to her that it wasn't her, and that she doesn't deserve it and I'm horrible for doing that to her. After about two hours of telling her what a schmuck I am, she calmed down. She had one last request, and that was a goodbye kiss, I gave it to her and without saying anything she ran off." Logan finished. Nobody said anything for a while.

"OK, good enough for me!" Kendall said, as he rose to his feet wobbly, not minding to use his crutches. "Well, I'm very happy for you guys as I'm sure James is-" James scratched the back of his head, but said nothing. "-and I'm going to go to bed now, gotta have the doctors check up on my leg in the mornin'. G'night!" Without anything more said, Kendall hopped out of the room and went to his. Logan and Carlos waited for James to say something. He stared at them, opened his mouth to say something then quickly closed it. He scoffed, shook his head and exited the room. Logan and Carlos looked at each other, Logan's face hardened and he got up. Carlos followed suit, but as Logan started to leave the room, Carlos grabbed his hand. "What are you doing?" He asked softly. Logan stopped and turned toward him. "I'm going to go see what his problem is." He said sternly. Carlos shook his head and groaned. "He's just not used to it, we gotta give him space." Logan removed Carlos' hand from his softly. He placed it within his own hands and looked Carlos in the eyes. "Trust me, I'm just going to talk to him." He gave Carlos a quick peck on the lips and turned around to exit the room. Carlos grabbed his helmet from under his bed and put it on. "Not good..." he said under his breath.

James was in the living room channel surfing when Logan stepped in front of the television. "Do you mind?" He said, an attitude more than evident in his voice. Logan pressed the power button on the television, turned back toward James and crossed his arms. "What the hell is your problem?" Logan asked. James didn't say anything, sighing and ignoring Logan. He picked up a magazine that was on the coffee table in front of him and began flipping through the pages. Logan snatched it from his hands and threw it aside. James chuckled darkly. He stood up and got into Logan's face, Logan not backing down at all. "Answer me. What is the deal?" Logan asked again, fire in his voice. James' eyes narrowed. "What's my problem? Do you know how much of an issue this is?" Logan looked at James confused. "How the hell is this an issue? The only issue is your damn attitude!" Logan spoke with his hands, karate chopping the air as he spoke. James rolled his eyes and laughed. "Are you serious? The minute the public finds out that two of the band members are banging each other, our fans are going to revolt." Logan exhaled, anger surging through him. "The band? Is that all you care about? The band means more to you than two of your best friends being happy?" Logan asked in disbelief. James shrugged sarcastically. "Oh, I don't know Logan, we only dropped everything and moved to L.A, twice. We've been working our asses off for the past few months, saved the band countless times, been kidnapped because of the band, and dealt with Gustavo's crap for the entirety of it all. The band is basically my life now, take away band, take away James' life, so yeah it's kind've higher up on my list of priorities." James finished ranting, arms crossed, breathing rapid. Logan stared at James, not knowing what to say, not wanting to say anything to him. He smirked, shook his head and without another word retreated back to his room, slamming the door behind him. James sat back down on the couch and sighed, placing his face in his hands.

Logan entered the room and Carlos stood up as soon as the boy appeared. He looked anxious but said nothing, taking Logan's manic pacing as a bad sign. "What the hell happened?" Carlos asked, Logan looked at him and just laughed. "Do you know...can you beli-he's such a...he better hope I d-UGH." Logan turned around and punched the wall behind him, his fist going right through it. Carlos jumped, and fastened his helmet around his chin. "Calm down! Tell me what happened!" Carlos walked over to Logan and grabbed his hands. Logan snatched them away and continued pacing, ignoring the hurt that appeared on Carlos' face. "After all we've been through Carlos! After everything we've done for each other all these friggin' years! Do you know what that...that...scum said?" Carlos blinked, waiting for the answer. "He's pissed because of us, he thinks that because we're together it's going to mess up the band and our career. I asked him if the band was more important to him than our friendship and he practically gave me a 'hell yes'!" Logan tapped his foot rapidly, adrenaline coursing through his veins. Carlos stood up, a smile appeared on his face. "Aha! You said practically, but did he ever bluntly say that it was more important?" Carlos asked, hope shimmering in his eyes. Logan looked at Carlos, the boy's bright outlook on the situation annoying him. "He said, and I quote 'Yeah it's kind've higher up on my list of priorities' end quote." Logan snapped. Carlos slowly sat back down, defeated. He played with the strap on his helmet in thought.

Logan sighed, rubbing his head as he took a seat beside Carlos. "Look Carlos..." Logan began. "If we don't resolve this somehow, I can't keep doing this." Carlos' heart sank, and his face turned pale, not really sure what Logan meant. He swallowed hard and opened his mouth to speak. "What do you mean...'this'?" Carlos asked cautiously. Logan sighed, looking at Carlos apologetically. "I mean...the band." All of the color instantly returned to Carlos' face. He laughed sheepishly, to which Logan looked confused. "I'm sorry, it's not good news or anything, I just got scared for a sec that 'this' meant...us." Logan looked at Carlos as if he'd spoken in another language. "Are you kidding? After all the crap we've gone through this week? If you haven't noticed dumb dumb you're worth more to me than fame or fortune. I'd give it all up for you." He caressed Carlos' face, Carlos smiled and kissed Logan deeply. After a moment they separated, Carlos looked at Logan worriedly. "What's gonna happen to Big Time Rush?" He asked. Logan shook his head not knowing what to say.

A/N: I actually cringed while proof reading this chapter, it wasn't fun to write! Short chapter, but the drama lives on! I was actually planning on making this chapter the last one and wrapping up the story, but I feel like there's way too much life in this story to end it now! Expect more drama, challenges, and turmoil! (Oh and as always R&R! :) )