* Sorry this chapter has NOTHING scary. Unless James + a car = terror.

Which, frankly it probably does. Anyways... READ AND REVIEW!


"Okay, we gotta get to the car- Stop freaking out James, and help me out here!" Kendall demanded.

"Right!" James nodded, frowning as he took his hand away from his black eye, "Alright, here I'll take Logan, and we'll go out to the parking lot-"

Just then there was a rattle behind them, followed by the howling of a strong wind. Stray litter was swept up by the gusts and went swirling around them. James watched in horror as a fire exstuinguisher unattached itself from the wall. It went flying through the air and-

"Kendall, duck!" James yelled.

Kendall didn't duck.

The exstuinguisher smacked him in the back of the head, and the leader fell, unconscious to the floor.

"WE GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE!" Carlos screamed, terrified.

He ran towards the door and pulled desperately at the handle.

"Come...on!" He grunted, pulling still.

It unstuck itself quickly, hitting Carlos in the head.

Two down. Only James and Logan were conscious.

"L-Logan? What do I do?" James said, on the verge of a mental breakdown.

"Grab Kendall, I'll get Carlos, and we run!"

A tiny smile broke across James' face and he said, "Okay, well, oddly enough I'd come up with a similar plan myself, the only problem is, you can't exactly run!"

Logan rolled his eyes, "I've got this James."

"Alright..."

Logan staggered to his feet, grabbing hold of the doorframe to steady himself he grabbed Carlos by the arm and pulled. It was adrenaline that allowed him to drag him outside, but once they reached the car, he collapsed panting as his world seemed to spin out of control.

"James... I-I can't do it. I can't drive."

At this, though James knew inside that of course Logan wouldn't be able to drive, he panicked.

"Logan, I can't drive."

"Wh-? James, I know you don't have your liscense but-"

"No, I mean I-I don't know how, and... I-I can't. Logan, I can't. I'm af..."

"Af...?'

"AFRAID, okay?"

Logan smirked from the ground and said consolingly,

"I'll walk you through it okay, just help me out here?"

James heaved Carlos and Kendall into the backseat, and then carefully half-lifted Logan off the ground and pushed him into the passenger's seat.

He got into the driver's seat, placing his hands on the wheel he took a deep breath.

Logan felt like he was going to pass out again, but he couldn't. He had to hang in there. James needed him...

"Alright... Start the car, and then put it in reverse..." Logan directed.

"G-Got it." James muttered and did as instructed.

"Okay, now lightly step on the gas-"

There was a loud screech as James slammed on the pedal out of fear and Logan, shaken by the sudden movement yelled,

"THAT WAS NOT LIGHTLY!"

"Right, right, right, sorry, sorry..." James said nervously and stepped on the brake.

"Okay, you should probably turn on the headlights... And then once you pull out, just LIGHTLY step on the gas, and... drive."

"O-Okay..." James choked out.

He pulled out a little sloppily, but considering this was his first time driving without an adult he thought he was doing fairly well.

"Okay, so n-now what, Logan?" James asked, eyes on the road as he drove down the dimly-lit backroad. He pulled slowly up to a stop sign, stopping far too suddenly, but no one else was here, he'd be fine.

"Logan?"

Looking to his right he gasped. Logan was... sleeping? Passed out? Either way, he wasn't conscious.

"Shit!" James cursed, slamming a hand on the steering wheel. His eyes scanned the car, searching... searching... searching... ah! Map Quest directions.

He propped them up on the dashboard so that they were in clear view for reference.

He looked up in the rear view mirror and said in a lower voice than his own usually was,

"Hey! What're you doing? You can do this, you're THE face! A little driving isn't a problem for THE FACE."

James shrugged to himself and said in his normal voice,

"Well, that's true."

"Damn right it's true."

"So, I can drive!"

"No... But you can still try!"

"...Okay!"

James drove. For another half hour he drove until 4 AM he drove... Nervously, and with much hesitation, but to his surprise he made it back to the Palm Woods. He parked, and looked around. Of course no one was around it was 4 AM.

He opened the door and dragged out his friends. Into the empty lobby. The elevator. Up to their apartment. His grip slipped from them as he closed the door. His knees buckled. And 'The Face' met the floor.


* Aw, James talking to his reflection :)