* Glad you all like this so far! Okay, I realize that in a normal hospital all four boys wouldn't be in the same room together, but for the sake of the bromance we're gonna say they do. Anyways, This is a pretty long chapter, hope you like it! READ AND REVIEW!

The closest hospital was conveniently about an hour outside of L.A., and the pilot went as fast as he possibly could. Mainly because Carlos persistently urged him to do so, until he finally got too worked up and fainted, James hung in there for a while with the pilot, but eventually he too fainted. The pilot was growing more and more concerned as time drew on, because looking back he noticed Kendall was twitching alot in his sleep, Logan had lost all remaining color from his face, and the other two looked as though they might not wake up for several days. They reached the hospital.

The boys were rushed in on stretchers, each being wheeled off to be treated, the pilot agreed to go home as long as he was notified of their condition once the doctor's knew for sure. It was several, long painful hours later that one of the BTR boys awoke.

- Carlos -

Carlos let out a low moan of pain as he awoke. A grimace of pain spread across his face, every part of him hurt. He blinked his big, dark eyes and his vision came into clearer focus. He looked around, trying to figure out where he was. He looked around and felt a huge wave of relief crash over him. To his left were James, Logan, and Kendall. All still unconscious. A little pang of worry hit him, but he ignored it as best he could, they were in a hospital by the looks of it and everything would be fine, right?

He shuddered as he remembered one of the times he'd been in a hospital before. Many times he'd been there for his own silly shenanigans hurting himself. Other times it was his own silly shenanigans hurting someone else. But one time in particular, it was neither, and the reason I hated hospitals.

The phone rang in the Garcia household. It was Mr. Garcia who answered.

"Hello? What? Yes, yes, of course. Yes. Right away, uh-huh. Okay, thank you. Good bye."

He hung up and Carlos, only fourteen at the time saw tears fill his father's eyes. He entered the room slowly and asked, terrified,

"Papi?"

Mr. Garcia started at the sudden voice of his son and said gently,

"Carlos, come here. We have to talk about something."

He knew immediately something was wrong. He joined his father on the couch and faced him, bracing himself for whatever might come. He tried to keep calm, though the building horror in his chest prevented him from doing so.

"Carlos... your grandmother has... passed."

He was in complete shock. Many would think this strange, thinking of course he'd be upset, but shocked, she was an elderly woman. But it was a shock to I because his grandmother was the strongest person he knew. She was one of the greatest influences on Carlos in his life. She was the main reason he loved a good adrenaline rush. She had always said, "Don't be afraid, Carlos!" but Carlos felt for the first time in years, fear. Fear of what he felt inside, the heartbreak he felt.

He felt tears sting his own eyes but repressed them the best he could until he reached the hospital and saw her. She didn't look like his grandmother at all. His grandmother was lively, and fearless. Now she was... nothing. The rest was a bit fuzzy, he remembered his feet suddenly disappearing out from under him and then everything went dark, but from then on, he would forever associate hospitals with the death of someone he cared about.

"Carlos Garcia?"

Carlos jumped and saw a doctor standing in the doorway, looking at him.

"Oh... Hello..." Carlos said nervously, he knew the doctor had something to say but he pressed on, he asked, "Are my friends okay?"

The doctor glanced at a chart and said finally, "They're all pretty injured, as are you, but we're sure they'll all make a complete recovery within a few weeks."

Carlos nodded and the doctor said, "How are you doing?"

Carlos shrugged and said weakly, "The same as anyone else that's been in a plane crash I guess."

The doctor chuckled and said smiling, "Well, your friends should be waking up soon if it's any concilation."

Concilation. Carlos couldn't remember exactly what that meant but whatever, the guys would be conscious soon and that's all that mattered to him.

-James-

James awoke second. His whole body ached, and as he opened his eyes he noticed the room was all white. He wondered if maybe he was dead, and thought well wouldn't that suck, he didn't want to die.

"James?"

No! Not Carlos too!

"Carlos, are we dead?" James asked panicking.

Carlos looked around, "No... We're in a...h-hospital."

James looked around. So they were.

-Kendall-

The pain in his leg was unbearable, but Kendall wanted to wake up. So dammnit, he would! He didn't like this feeling of complete vulnerability and wanted to put a stop to it as quickly as possible. He knew he couldn't just stop the pain by will (Though right now he really wished he could!) but he would sure as hell try! Opening his eyes was proving to be far more difficult than first anticipated. He was Kendall Knight, he could manage... and... almost there... got it!

He opened his eyes and immediately closed them again. What was this with the bright light right in his eyes? He opened them again, a bit slower this time and squinted across the room and smiled. James and Carlos talking enthusiastically. Of course they were. They could be on their deathbeds and those two would continue to debate which was better, dinosaur chicken or chocolate milk.

"Hey guys..." Kendall croaked and was shocked by how weak his voice was.

"Kendall!" Carlos said brightly.

Apparently the high volume at which Carlos had called his name was not just loud for Kendall, because a doctor came hurrying in from the hallway and said in an officious, deliberately monotone voice,

"Ah, Mr. Knight. You're awake, how are you?"

Kendall shrugged and the doctor then skipped the bullshit and said seriously,

"Alright, we've given you some anti-biotics for the infection, and had to go into surgery a bit to fix your leg completely, it should be healed completely in a few weeks. Now you'll probably have to got to physical therapy-"

Kendall cut him off, "What about Logan?"

The doctor rolled his eyes, apparently irritated by this interruption, "I'm not his doctor, unfortunately, but I'd be happy to go check his chart."

He didn't sound too happy to go see Logan's chart, in fact, Kendall detected some sass.

"Ah, Mr. Mitchell has a pretty serious concussion, but no permanant damage, a few broken ribs, blah, blah, blah... He'll be fine in a couple weeks as well. Now, I have to go check on my other patients."

Once the doctor left James spoke Kendall's mind word for word, "Well. He was sassy."

-Logan-

Logan's head was swimming, the blackness twisting around, he tried his very best to escape the dark abyss in which he was being tossed about in, but wasn't yet capable to. His head felt thick and heavy, and the rest of him hurt just everywhere. Somewhere, very, very, far away he heard voices.

"Well. He was sassy."

Had Logan been conscious, he would've laughed, but right now he couldn't quite figure out what the phrase meant and so he waited it out, until he could think clearly enough to command himself to wake up.

He opened his eyes and stared up at the ceiling. Hospital. Thank god.

He heard his friends talking and very much wanted to join in, see if they were alright, but his tongue felt thick in his mouth and incapable of speech. He waited again. The room was spinning and he squeezed his eyes shut before reopening them, to find it stable enough to deal with.

"Guys?" He rasped.

He hardly recognized the voice as his own, it sounded so weak, so broken, he wondered if perhaps it was actually someone else who had spoken.

"Logan!"

He smiled and turned his head, the room spinning again, he ignored it, because there, staring at him with their goofy, familiar smiles, were his friends.

Awww! That's cute, Logemeister. Anyways I hope this posts in time to be on Oct. 2 so I can maintain my daily updates record. If not, I sincerely apologize. Hope you like this chapter! A few more to come and it's over, noooo! Haha, okay REVIEW!