A/N Thanks for the reviews everybody! It's so cool to know people like this! What did everyone think of Big Time Strike?

"Logan!" Kendall cried when his best friend passed out cold against his chest. The smaller boy had gone completely white, as if all the blood was drained from his body. Kendall reached beneath Logan's knees and lifted him so he could carry him to the living room. "James, make room!"

"What happened?" James asked worriedly when he saw Logan looking so ill. He quickly cleared off the couch so Kendall could lay Logan's limp, unconscious body down.

"I don't know," Kendall said shakily. He touched Logan's pale arm. "But he's so cold."

James picked up an extra blanket off of the floor and tucked it around Logan's shivering body, than patted Logan's cheek. Unlike the rest of his body, his face was scalding hot.

"Logie, come on buddy, wake up," James said, patting his cheek a bit harder. "Kendall, he's burning up, man. What do we do?"

"Just keep trying to wake him up, I'll be right back," Kendall said. He went to the kitchen to fill a bowl with ice water and grabbed a washcloth. When he came back to the couch, Logan was still unconscious and James looked like he was freaking out. Kendall even saw tears forming in his taller friend's eyes as he tried to shake Logan's body awake.

"James, dude, he probably just exhausted himself," Kendall tried to say calmly. "Can you go grab me the thermometer?"

James nodded and left to locate the thermometer, and Kendall sat beside Logan and stroked his hot forehead with the cold cloth.

"Come on Logie, you need to wake up," Kendall said, shaking Logan's shoulder gently. Kendall felt like he was going to explode. This was too much stress in one night. Both of his friends were miserable and terribly sick and he felt as if he couldn't do a thing about it. He never felt so helpless before. It was like he was being forced to watch his little brothers suffer.

"Here Kendall," James said, handing the blonde a thermometer. Kendall placed it gently beneath Logan's tongue and waited for the device to beep. When it finally did, he pulled it out and read the digital numbers.

"One hundred and five!" Kendall exclaimed, looking over at James with wide eyes. James took the thermometer from his fingers and read it himself.

"Oh my God, Kendall this isn't good. What do we do?"

Kendall whipped out his cell phone. "I'm calling mom. She'll know." Kendall pressed speed dial and a few seconds later, his mother's tired voice was on the line.

"Kendall, baby, why are you calling so late?" Mrs. Knight asked. Kendall felt relief flood over him as soon as he heard her voice.

"Mom, it's Logan. He's really sick and I don't know what to do."

"Ok, calm down baby and tell me the whole story. What happened?"

"Carlos and Logan have been sick for the past couple days. Carlos had some trouble breathing a little bit ago and Logan was rushing around trying to help him when he suddenly collapsed. He won't wake up and he has a fever of 105, mom. Is he going to be ok?" Kendall was now on the verge of tears just like James.

"It sounds like he exhausted himself, baby," Mrs. Knight said. "I need you to try to get him awake and get some fever reducers in him. Keep him cooled down. Put an icepack on his forehead, neck, and under his arms, but not all at the same time. Rotate it every few minutes. Keep a close eye on his fever. If it doesn't start lowering in an hour or if it goes up at all, take him straight to the hospital."

"Ok, got it," Kendall said nervously. "But how do we wake him up?"

"Look in Logan's first aid kit for smelling salts, I'm sure he has some," Mrs. Knight instructed. "I'm gonna let you go so you can care for Logan. Let me know how he does, and if he needs to go to the hospital call me immediately ok? And how is Carlos?"

"Carlos is ok, he's sick but he should be fine. He has an ear infection and bronchitis."

"Oh, poor thing… Take good care of those boys, Kendall. I love you."

"Love you too. Thanks, mama." Kendall hung up his phone and got to his feet.

"What did she say?" James asked immediately, jumping to his feet as well.

"That he fainted from exhaustion and we need to wake him up and lower his fever. I'm going to go get everything we need, you stay with Loges." Kendall went up to Logan's room to where he kept his first aid kit and found a small jar of smelling salts, than got 2 icepacks from the freezer and some extra-strength fever reducer before returning to the couch and sitting at Logan's side. He unscrewed the lid to the jar of smelling salts and held it up to Logan's nose. He didn't even stir.

"He's not waking up, Kendall. Why isn't he waking up?" James asked, voice high pitched with worry.

"I don't know!" Kendall said with a frustrated sigh. He set the jar down and bit his lip, contemplating his next move. "Well… Sorry for this, Logie." Kendall cringed his eyes shut, brought his hand back, and slapped the sick boy full-force on the cheek.

"Dude! What was that?" James cried when he heard Kendall's hand strike Logan's delicate skin.

"Hey, it worked," Kendall said. Logan groaned and his eyes fluttered open. He put his hand straight up to the red spot on his cheek where Kendall slapped him.

"Hey Loges, just take it easy," Kendall cooed when Logan looked around with scared, fever-glazed eyes. "You alright?"

"Daddy?" Logan asked in heart-breaking voice that resembled a child's. Kendall glanced at James and sighed, knowing right away that Logan was delirious.

"No, it's me, Kendall. And James is here, too."

"Oh," Logan said, thinking hard for a moment. "I'll take the grape jelly."

James smirked. "There is no grape jelly, buddy. But we have medicine. It will make you feel better." James poured a couple pills into his hand and lifted his hand towards Logan, but Logan pouted like a 3 year old and knocked James' hand away, sending the pills flying. Kendall chortled while James looked stunned.

"What was that?" James yelled, making Logan jump.

"Dude, you scared him," Kendall said. "He has a 105 degree fever. Of course he's not going to cooperate. Here, buddy, do you want some… Umm, grape jelly?" Kendall asked, pouring two more pills out into his hand.

"He's not going to fall for that," James said, but surprisingly, Logan nodded his head eagerly and let Kendall place the pills in his mouth, followed by a drink of water.

"Hey, I think I'm going to take Logan upstairs and take care of him," Kendall said. "He needs his own bed right now. You stay with Carlos and make sure he's ok. Get some sleep too, you look exhausted."

James nodded. Now that things kind of calmed down, he was realizing just how tired he really was. "Ok, thanks buddy. Call me if you need help."

"You too. Good night, James." Kendall grabbed the supplies he needed and carefully peeled Logan off of the couch. He carried the limp boy upstairs and tucked him into his bed. He then placed a cold cloth against his forehead and wrapped up the icepacks so he could put one under each of his arms. Logan tensed and shivered at this, but Kendall stroked his hair back and murmured words of comfort until he relaxed.

"This is going to be a long night," Kendall sighed, lying down beside Logan. He was worried at how violently he was shivering, so he wrapped an arm around him and brought him in close to his chest. Logan moaned and nuzzled his face into Kendall's chest.

"You'll feel better soon buddy, just hold on," Kendall said softly. "I'm gonna get you better, Logie."

A/N Ah, sorry for the shortness of this chapter but I'm almost as sick as Logan and I need to get some sleep so I can get to work in the morning. Next up is the Carlos whump I have been promising, I… Promise. Haha.

One more thing, it's my little Elijah's first birthday today! I am his nanny and I love him to death. We are quite literally attached at the hip and he is the most gorgeous angel ever. He teaches me so much responsibility and I'm so proud to be such a huge part of his life. So happy birthday to my lil bear!

Please review. Love you guys!