I'M A MONSTER. I can't believe that I went over a month without updating. I feel like a pooblehead and a nimtard :( SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY x 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000^100,000. And then some. But I'm back now and I have another chapter! It's kinda short but I felt like I needed to end it there so sorry again. But I hope you like it! AND many many many thank yous to blindkitten who supplied the idea for the next major part of the plot :D I couldn't have done it without you and you rock my socks. And they're neon so yay :D Alrighty so enjoy!

p.s. hey guess what? I don't own Big Time Rush. BUT I do own Derek. And sort of Linda. Cuz she has to exist for Logan to exist buuttt you know what I mean.

p.s. again: for those of you who got an alert as an update... sorry! I found a huge typo and it was bothering me SO this is just a minorly edited (1 sentance added and one word changed) version of chapter 7 :)

"Linda?" Janet Knight turned briefly to the woman in the passenger seat of the red Suburban before again focusing her eyes on the road.

"Yeah?" Linda snapped out of her reverie upon hearing her name, centering her attention to her red-haired friend behind the steering wheel.

Janet hesitated before continuing, "Are… are you and Logan alright?" She subconsciously narrowed her eyebrows, a nervous habit she had developed over the years.

Linda let a tiny sigh escape her lips, debating how to answer the question. As a single mom herself Janet was quite adept at reading lies, Linda knew; but she also knew, with shame upon herself, that not all mothers were as good as Janet.

"We had a fight the other day," she finally answered with a quiet voice, "And it was bad. But I think that maybe we'll be okay again after awhile." It had been three days since their argument, and the mother and son had had very minimal contact with each other since the event.

Janet pondered this for a moment; the words 'think' and 'maybe' stuck out to her. What had the dispute been about that could cause Linda to think that her relationship with Logan had been damaged to that extent?

"I'm sure that you two will be just fine."

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"I don't understand how they're still together!" Carlos practically yelled to James, who was shaking his head in bewilderment, equally perplexed. They were standing once again near the pool, staring (or, really, it was closer to glaring) at the newly deemed Palmwood's Cutest Officially Unofficial Couple, Kendal and Jo.

"I know!" he replied, throwing his hands in the air dramatically, "We've done everything! Who doesn't breakup after worms crawl through their smoothie straws, they get drenched seven times when they push each other into the pool (even though it was us, of course, but that doesn't really matter in the scheme of things) and after the guy's little sister shoots the girl with a paintball gun three times, and a slime-filled water gun four? I mean, really? WHAT ELSE CAN WE DO?"

Carlos sighed, "I dunno, man. Maybe they're just meant to be, or whatever crap girls say these days about "feelings" and stuff." He added air quotes for emphasis before crossing his arms angrily across his chest, looking very much like a frustrated toddler in the process.

"Or maybe," a sarcastic voice came from behind the two boys, and they jumped, "They're not morons and figured out that it was you two." James and Carlos spun around to see Logan giving them a look that basically said, "They're not idiots, but guess what? I know who is!" although there was humor in his expression.

"Dude, I can't believe your mom actually let you leave the apartment!" Carlos shouted in disbelief. Only three days ago, she had been about to drag her son away to the nearest hospital, so it was a surprise that the usually protective Linda would allow Logan to go anywhere until he was back at a hundred percent.

Logan smirked at his friends in response, "Hello to you to, Carlos. And she didn't." He grinned, "As far as she's concerned, I'm back at the apartment watching TV or something."

James feigned shock at this statement, "Carlos, did you hear that? Our little Logie's grown a backbone! He's finally broken a rule!"

Logan considered the irony in that statement. It was, of course, hidden irony- only three people in the world would recognize it. And if he had anything to do about it, it would stay that way.

Leaving these thoughts behind, he was about to respond with some annoying comment, when a man's voice interrupted them.

"Logan!" Upon hearing his name, Logan spun around immediately, facing the person who had called him. His breath hitched in his throat as he realized that it was Derek.

"Hey, glad to see you're feeling better!" Derek smiled, with a kind, pretend expression on his face.

'What the hell?' Logan thought in confusion, 'He was supposed to have left an hour ago!' Seeing his confused look, Derek responded with an almost undetectable hint of evil.

"I had to stay late to finish some paperwork. Boring, right?" He grinned a fake grin before continuing, "So, anyway, while I'm here, do you have some time? I have some things that I need to catch you up on from the days you missed."

'Oh, shit,' Logan thought. He contemplated his options; would it be possible to make a break for it? Considering this, it seemed like it might work. About to accept this as the best option, he saw something glint in the sun. Taking a second look, his breath caught in his throat. Derek had a gun. If Logan tried to run, he'd be dead in a second.

Taking a breath before continuing, he hoped that James and Carlos would blow off his hesitance as being embarrassed at having a tutor.

"Sure, why not?" He shrugged, forcing a smile.

"Great!" He clapped his hands together for emphasis, "I just have to get some stuff out of my car, and then we'll head over to the room."

Logan nodded, then held a hand up in a gesture to Carlos and James, "See ya."

"Later," and "See ya," came in response as Logan and Derek departed from the pool. Logan realized that the other two guys hadn't said a word throughout the whole conversation. Glancing back at his two friends, Logan saw them discussing some apparently important topic while looking/ glaring at Kendal and Jo and understood immediately.

However, the ridiculous thought of Carlos and James' crazy antics couldn't distract Logan from the growing fear beginning to develop inside of him. Derek wasn't speaking, but was staring straight ahead, as if Logan wasn't even there. Somehow the silence made the situation that much worse, building up suspense.

Logan swallowed, trying to keep his imagination down as he and Derek continued to walk in silence through the sunlit parking lot. His attempts were in vain, however. He knew from experience that Derek had everything he could possibly need inside the briefcase that he was currently holding. There were so many hidden compartments in that stupid thing, Logan thought, that he could hide a small grenade in there and he would get away with it. So, of course, if Derek was going to his car… then he needed his car.

Peeking back one last time at the Palm Woods Pool, Logan tried to keep his expression irrelevant to how afraid he was inside. To his surprise, he found himself making direct eye contact with none other than Kendal. Logan quickly looked away, hoping that the blonde hadn't detected anything in his face.

Lost in his thoughts, Logan nearly crashed into Derek when the older man stopped suddenly in front of a small, raven-black Toyota. The car seemed new; there wasn't a single scratch, and everything from the steering wheel to the tires gleamed proudly.

Hands in pockets, Logan began to walk around the car to the passenger side once Derek had unlocked the door. To his surprise, a strong arm halted his progress. Logan watched in confusion as the trunk door was thrown open.

"Get in," Derek commanded, his voice harder than steel.

"Are you crazy?" Logan asked in a stunned tone, previous fear forgotten, "There is no way I'm getting in that trunk!"

"I'm sorry to hear that, Logan."

Logan's eyes grew wide and he stumbled backwards as Derek pulled out the ominous handgun, cocking it as he did so. A barely noticeable wicked smile grew across the older man's face at seeing terror in the teenager's eyes.

Derek watched as Logan started to run, trying to use the assortment of cars as a shield, and was amused by his attempt, knowing that it would fail. One shot was all it would take; Derek never missed.

He raised his gun.

And fired.

CLIFFIE! I think that that may actually be my first legit cliff hanger ending... I feel accomplished. :D ANYWAY. I hope you guys liked it and maybe review...? Pweeeaaase? Because it's a really nice thing to do... (: I'll supply virtual high-fives for all who do! :D