A/N Thanks for the reviews you all rock! I still own nothing
Carlos only had to wait 45 minutes before a nurse came in to wake Logan up so she could check on his concussion.
"Logie! Are you ok?" Carlos asked when the nurse left. He had his chair scooted as close as possible to the bed and grabbed Logan's hand.
"C-Carlos?" Logan said in a cracked voice when he met eye contact with his best friend. He was so relieved to see Carlos. "Was I in an accident?" He asked, not quite sure what had happened. He only remembered flashes of the horrible ordeal.
"Yeah, you were buddy. You saved Kendall. I was so scared, Logie."
Logan squeezed Carlos' fingers. "I'm ok, Carlitos. But Kendall… Oh my God, is he alright? Tell me, Carlos." Logan started to panic when tears poured from Carlos' already puffy eyes.
"He's not awake," Carlos said, struggling to keep his voice even but the thought of Kendall in such terrible condition was too painful. "He's really sick. He has septi-sep- I don't remember Logan." Carlos cried harder.
"Septicemia. I- I know," Logan said. "Did the doctor say anything?"
"Just that he doesn't know yet if there's permanent damage to his organs. He said they might remove his kidney and he's been on dialysis and I don't even know what that is but it sounds bad."
"Ssh, Carlos, you're babbling. The doctors will take care of Kendall. It'll be fine," Logan said, trying to comfort not only Carlos but himself as well.
"I'm so glad you didn't die!" Carlos suddenly wailed, leaning forward to engulf Logan in a hug and slobbering all over his chest. "I don't know what I would've done without you!"
Logan chuckled at his sweet friend, a little taken aback by the dramatic outburst, although it was to be expected. Carlos over dramatized everything all the time. "It's just a concussion, Carlitos. I'm ok."
Carlos looked up at Logan and lightly touched the gauze taped to his forehead. "Still, you're hurt. I don't like that. And the doctor told me you ran a whole mile in that crazy storm to save Kendall and ended up with hypothermia. You're so brave, Logie." Carlos buried his face back into Logan's chest, and Logan ran a hand through the young Latino's hair.
"Hey Carlos, where's James- uck-uck!" Logan's words were cut off by a sudden coughing fit. Carlos sat up and stared at the brunette in worry.
"Logan, you ok?" he asked cautiously.
"Yeah, I don't know where that came from," Logan said. He wasn't feeling that great though. Carlos leaned down once more and rested his ear on Logan's chest for a few seconds, than straightened up.
"You sound congested." Carlos touched Logan's forehead. "And you're warm. Are you feeling sick, Logie?"
The boy in question shrugged sheepishly. "I guess a little. It's no big deal."
"Well do you want me to call a doctor?"
"No, no. It's fine. I can live with it. It's nothing compared to what Kendall must be feeling."
"What's that mean?" Carlos asked gently. Logan had his "I'm guilty" look in his dark chocolate eyes. It was a look Carlos knew all too well.
"I'm the reason why Kendall is in so much pain. I think I can live with a little cold."
Carlos' eyes widened at what Logan was saying. "But just because Kendall is suffering doesn't mean you should suffer. That's crazy, Logan. I don't want you to be sick. You were in a car accident. You pushed through a scary storm with a concussion. You could have died, too. I think you've been through enough."
Logan shook his head and pinched his eyes shut, waiting for a wave of pain to pass. Concussions sucked. But he felt like he deserved this concussion. "Yeah but I deserve it, Carlos. If it wasn't for me, Kendall wouldn't be fighting for his life right now."
"What are you talking about? Please tell me your joking, or it's oyur head injury talking. Or the fever. It must be the fever."
"No Carlos, I mean it."
"B-but you saved his life, Logan! Please don't cry," Carlos said when tears started pouring from his small friend's eyes. "Why would you say that?"
"Because I failed at my job! I'm supposed to keep you guys safe and I couldn't even realize that Kendall was seriously ill. And when I finally did, I got him into a car accident! And I want to be a doctor? I could've killed Kendall!"
"No, don't say that," Carlos said in a soft voice, grabbing Logan's trembling hands in his. "It's not your fault Kendall is stubborn, it's not your fault there was a bad storm and you got caught in it. It was an accident." Carlos sighed when Logan cried harder, clearly still upset at himself. "Logan, you're one person," Carlos continued. "One amazing, strong person and the 3 of us are crazy, injury-prone nutjobs and you can't expect to be able to protect us all the time. I don't blame you for any of this, and neither does Kendall."
Logan sniffled, touched and surprised by Carlos' kind and smart words. "Thanks, Carlitos. I needed that." He wrapped his younger friend into a hug. Carlos patted Logan's back.
"It's the truth, Logie. Now get to sleep, you're sick. I'll wake you when I find out anything about Kendall."
Logan nodded and laid back against his pillow. "Stay with me?" he asked, cheeks flushing when he realized he sounded like a little boy. But Carlos, being one to act innocent and young on a regular basis, did not judge Logan.
"Of course. I'm not gonna leave you." Carlos said soothingly, and he rubbed Logan's shoulder until he fell asleep.
A/N Reviews make my heart sing. Also, chapter 3, the final chapter of breathless will be up later today!