Hello! I can't say much since I have to do something later today, but a huge thank you to my sister BB and my brother Kames all the way! Totally appreciate the reviews and I'm happy I was able to make you both go "Aww"! And to those who have followed and added to favorites this story, thank you all as well! This story to me is a milestone; in a way it shows how much I've grown as a writer but also...it shows how strong I am inside to talk about a subject so close to home and the recovery it took to overcome it. This story is very dear to me, so thank you all very much and enjoy this next chapter. :) We start off with a little of Logan's morning this chapter, and some scenes with him as well, but a majority of it is still Kames friendship beginning to bloom. The Jagan vs Kames won't be for a while...though the chapter when James realizes Logan is slowly coming back into his life is not so far off. Anyway, enjoy! Disclaimer: I don't own Big Time Rush! But if I did...that would big time awesome! ^.^ Oh, before I forget there are flashbacks in this, and they are in italics! Bold words, on the hand, represent text messages!

Logan had thought over Kendall's words.

He had thought them over long and hard. Once he had shaken himself free of the memories, he had went about his normal routine but was deeply distracted. He couldn't concentrate on anything; he couldn't do his daily one-hour reading, or go do the normal (to him) OCD cleaning of his room. He made dinner for his mom and cleaned up the kitchen when he was done, but barely ate his portion and once he gave up went upstairs to bed.

He tossed and turned all night, in his black sweat pants and Batman tee, sweat clinging to his pale skin. A little after ten he merely kicked off the covers and grabbed an old photo off his bedside table, turning on his reading lamp.

It was of him and James again, though in this picture they were little kids instead of Tweens. Their moms (before Brooke's accident) that day had taken them to the park, just the two of them. Before Brooke got full custody of the twins, James mostly lived with her while Shane with their dad Michael.

Logan remembered that day with such a bitter fondness. On one hand, he had a lot of fun with James that day, them playing hide-and-seek and tag among the swings and piles of leaves. On the other hand though, he hated the fact that that was the last time they were together before they grew up, became high schoolers. That's when everything went downhill.

'We were kids back then; we were little and times then were easy.' Logan thought, tracing James' smile over the glass.

"Ha, got you!" James exclaimed, wrapping his arms around Logan to stop him trying to run away.

The smaller boy giggled, face flushed from the running and jumping they've been doing all afternoon. Still, he humored the taller boy by hugging him back, reaching out to play with a lock of James' hair. When they were kids, James' hair was longer; he use to wear it longer, pass his chin, before he had it trimmed for their freshman year.

"Aww man, no fair Jamie! You have longer legs!" Logan whined, pouting.

"So?" James shot back, sticking out his tongue playfully. Logan made a face.

"You're mean. You're a meanie!"

"But I'm your meanie, right Logie-Bear?" James asked, pressing a kiss to the raven's flushed right cheek. Back when they were kids, James was much more affectionate with everybody. He'd always kiss his mom before bed and after school when she came to pick him up. He always hugged Logan when he came over to play, they had sleepovers almost every weekend and he soon added the habit of kissing the raven whenever he had the chance.

Before Shane came to live with him and their mom, James was the most friendly and affectionate boy in their neighborhood. It was hard to not like the brunette; he was so sweet and nice.

'That was the James I knew; the one I grew up with. The James Diamond I fell for, and the one Shane killed a long time ago.' The sweetness of the memory grew sour at Logan's next thought, he temporarily seeing red.

To be honest, he never liked Shane. The other brunette always tried to outshine Logan, wanting to prove the raven wasn't as smart as him. Shane, at the time, may have been the best bodyguard for James, keeping him out of trouble and scaring away bullies, but Logan always had the idea that Shane wanted to outshine James too. He didn't know why he got that idea, but to him Shane somehow felt inferior to his baby brother, even though Mama and Papa Diamond loved their sons equally.

And now that he knew the truth, of the horrid things Shane has done to James over the years, the dislike he had for the older brother bordered hatred.

'But James...it wasn't his fault. Kendall was right; people in abusive relationships rarely speak up, either ashamed, scared or worried everyone around them will suffer too. I shouldn't have judged James so harshly...'

"Logie-Bear...p-please don't do this to us!"

"I'm sorry James, but I'm sick of the secrets! I'm sick of the lies, you know how I HATE when people lie! Lying is what split my parents up, lying and secrets! I'm s-sorry but I can't deal with that!"

"L-Logan..."

"I'm sorry but...I-I'm breaking up with you, James. We're over."

That memory haunted Logan all night; he couldn't sleep. So when the sun's early morning rays seeped into his room, Logan showered and got dressed. He got his truck started, waited a few minutes for the inside to warm up, before he mentally planned out the quickest route to Sherwood Emergency Hospital.

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Logan got to the hospital in less than fifteen minutes or so, obeying the rules of the road. He found a good parking spot and had the nurse at the front desk (Jo, he remembered her) get everything he needed for him to visit James done, though he froze when he saw Kelly head up in the elevator...to the second floor?

'James' room is on the third floor, for patients under eighteen. Where is she going?' Logan thought, curiosity getting the better of him.

He went for the stairs, since using the elevator too would just be a hassle, and stuck close to the walls when Kelly exited on her floor and headed for the room numbered one hundred twenty-two; that's when realization struck Logan.

'James' mom's room.'

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"Hey, Big Sis. How are you doing today?" Kelly whispered as she kissed the top of Brooke's head, wiping away a tear as she sat down at the other woman's side.

Kelly took Brooke's right hand, the coldness of it pulling at her heart quite painfully. Still she took a deep breath and rubbed it between both of her hands, smiling in spite of the sadness she always felt at seeing her older sister like this.

"You're still looking as beautiful as ever; I guess we got Dad's genes of everlasting youth or something like that, haha. Though Mom is looking great too, and Ma and Pa. I came to tell you that...James is being discharged today, and that he'll be going home with me. I bought a house here and I had all my house-remodeling contacts fix it up so it's all nice and tidy, though I fixed up James' room myself. I think he'll like it: I painted the walls green and purple and red, all the colors of the rainbow. I made sure not to leave one spot white, a-and I put up some pictures of you and him on the walls too, along with the poems he wrote for you and me and Ma and Pa; did I tell you I had them framed? Ha, I'm sorry but his poems are just so touching and deep, they were just begging to be framed! I got him a queen-sized bed, two for one deal, and purple sheets and long pillows. The pillows are red with yellow stitching, with horses on the front. I remembered James loves animals, especially horses they're his favorite, so I had those pillows specially made just for him. Oh and poppies, I put a vase full of fresh poppies on his bedside table for him, I know how he loves poppies.

Logan was silent as a mime he watched from the doorway, though he was sure Kelly was too lost with her sister to feel anything off around her.

"The carpet is a soft blue, I bet you can tell I went crazy with the colors and didn't care too much about blending. Then again...James was always a rainbow of colors, so happy and cheerful all the time though I didn't forget his superhero obsession in all my mess. I found a few Spider-Man posters while shopping for groceries and got them up on the walls too, he always felt safe with that Web-Head around somewhere. I also went ahead and bought James a whole new wardrobe; I know he has clothes of his own back home, I went there just to get things he'd really want back like his bandanas and lucky comb, but...I think some new clothes would be good for him too, sis. I want him to feel like it's a fresh, new start for him. Of course he'll have to face his past eventually, but I won't let him until he feels ready, okay? And Big Sis...please, help me stay strong for this too okay?

Kelly kissed her sister's hand, another tear leaving her. "I want to be there for Jamie. I'm not saying I want to take your place; no one can ever take your place. I'm saying...no asking that you please, p-please help me make the right decisions for him, you and The Lord. Please help me be the best...Auntie-Mom I can be. You know how much I love Jamie, and I know how much you miss him. He misses you too, a lot, but he's just like you. He's beautiful, smart, and very strong. He's been through...the most horrible, disgusting event that can humans can out each other through, something I wouldn't wish even on my worst enemy. I know it will take a while for him to go back to the happy, cheerful boy he use to be, but I can assure you...that I will do everything I can to make sure that happens. And he's not alone; a boy named Kendall...he's been with James with since he was hospitalized, four days ago.

Logan felt a pang go off in his chest at hearing Kendall's name; he had no idea why he suddenly felt upset though, felt upset his best friend has been with James practically 24/7 and not him.

"I can tell you right now, I don't know why he cares so much for James. I'm not saying it's bad, but a complete stranger making such a promise? Big Sis, he promised to never leave my baby's side, to protect him from anything and anyone that wants to hurt him. At first I thought this boy was just playing, you know joking around but...but he's been here every day, keeping James company even when I'm with him. He made him a bracelet, when he's out he keeps in contact with me to know how James is doing. I asked him to stay the night with him last night, because I had to meet with our family lawyer, and when I stopped by around midnight...I found them talking, telling each other things about themselves. I was shocked, for lack of a better word. James was actually...smiling, and he hasn't really smiled since being in the hospital! And it wasn't a fake smile, it was HIS smile! The smile that can light up a whole city, oh it was so beautiful! Jamie told him, via cell-phone, h-how he likes hockey but also football, that Cinnamon Toast Crunch is his favorite cereal and that his favorite number is twelve! J-James gets shy just talking about how he is slightly lactose intolerant for Pete's sake, but he was s-smiling thanks to this boy. And they were holding hands, holding hands sis! In just four days, Jamie is smiling again!

'Wait, all of that James told Kendall?' Logan thought, mocha brown eyes wide.

Sure Kendall had that easy-going, down-to-earth vibe going for him but James was often the type of guy who didn't just babble on about he favorite sport or number until he was hundred percent comfortable with the person!

Did James trust Kendall already?!

Logan snapped out of it when Kelly went on talking, brushing her sister's hair gently off her face. "I don't know what this boy is after, sis...but I think he will be good to have around James. I don't know why but he looks like he's the type of guy that makes promises and gives it his all to keep them. I'm a little skeptical still, probably the overprotective side of me coming out, but I will admit I never got a bad vibe from Kendall since meeting him, getting to know him a little, and seeing how he treats Jamie. He's been nothing but caring and supportive, two things James will need a lot of for the next few months. I will keep an eye on him, but for right now I'm not seeing anything bad coming from them being together, being friends.

Kelly soon rose to her feet, Logan having to ditch so she wouldn't catch him, but he was able to see the good-bye kiss she pressed to Brooke's cheek, and hear her last words before rushing off to catch the elevator.

"I promise I'll bring James over one of these days to visit you, Big Sis. Just hold on and keep fighting; I know you'll get through this, I can feel it."

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Logan hid himself safely in a corner as he watched Kelly hug a sleepy-smiling James, he patting her on the back.

Kendall stood behind James, also sleepy-smiling with his clothes all ruffled from sleeping in a chair, dirty blonde hair messy under his red beanie.

"Hello sweetie, sorry I'm late. There was an important person I needed to see, you're just as important to me too so no pouting, but I got up here as fast as I could. How are you feeling, are you okay with the clothes I brought you? I have a back-up outfit if you wish to change, dear." Kelly said, combing James' hair for him with his lucky comb.

James went red in embarrassment and tilted his head away from his aunt's reach. As much as he loved being coddled, he just wanted to leave this place already. He was already hating the fact that he would have to get around on crutches and a wheelchair (which he was in right now) until his leg was fully healed.

Plus, he had to be alone in order to change again; he had everyone in his room, even Nurse Camille, stay outside until he managed a change out of his gown. He had help showering from Nurse Camille, but he made sure she couldn't see his scars in the steam and to touch him as little as possible.

'I just want to go home, please Auntie.' As if reading her nephew's thoughts, Kelly sighed and backed off with a smile.

"Okay sweetie, let's get to the elevator. Kendall, I'm guessing you're coming with us right? The house is to die for, small but pretty cozy!" She said with a giggle, that making Kendall rub the back of his neck sheepishly.

His bottle green eyes met James' hazel-green ones. "You want me to go with you, give you company for a while? It's all up to you, Jay." He said softly with a smile.

'Jay?' Logan thought with a mix of confusion and alarm. They had nicknames for each other now?

James looked down at his lap, biting his lower lip. The same expression of mixed emotions he had when Kelly asked about the clothes crossed his face, eyebrows sharp lines over his eyes; a silence followed, Logan thinking James would reject the blonde tagging along, when one of his hands reached out and grabbed Kendall's, tugging lightly.

The act was innocent, one a child would do. In a way James was a child: traumatized, deeply scarred; he needed protection, someone he can slowly grow to trust in this moment of complete Hell he was going through.

Kelly smiled. "I have a feeling he wants you to come with us, Kendall." She teased, getting another blush and annoyed look from her nephew. Kendall chuckled though and squeezed James' hand back, eyes warm.

"Alright Jay, come on let's get you home." With that Kendall dropped the other's hand only to grasp firmly the handles of James' wheelchair, pausing to make sure the blanket across the brunette's lap was tucked in well before turning to Kelly.

"Lead the way, Miss Wainwright." He said with a smile; Kelly playfully slapped him at this, James hiding a smile behind his left hand, his charm bracelet shining in the fluorescent lighting above their heads.

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"So you celebrate Christmas and Hanukkah?" Kelly heard Kendall ask James from the backseat of her mini-van, she watching via rear view mirror.

After leaving the hospital Kelly and Kendall managed to store James' wheelchair all sound in the trunk, after getting the brunette all buckled and comfortable in the backseat of course, and hit the streets. Kendall insisted in seating in the back with James, his lap cradling James' in-a-cast leg with his upper body angled slightly so that his face met James'.

James had been a little surprised Kendall didn't mind being a little uncomfortable for his benefit, but had smiled at his blonde friend for being so generous.

James smiled at the other boy, typing something in Kendall's cell-phone before handing it back to him to read his answer.

Yeah, I'm from a half Jewish, half Catholic family. My mom is Catholic and my dad Jewish. I was raised Jewish and I went to Hebrew school as a kid. I love Hanukkah but celebrate Christmas too; in the end they're both really special to me, I grew love them both. Religion is really important to me and my family, but I'm not the type to fight with someone about it, you know?

James felt a little iffy about talking about his religion. He's seen how people use it to discriminate and judge others, like he was by some classmates when he came out as pan a few years back, instead of using it to spread love and peace.

His fears though disappeared when Kendall smiled, having finished reading the response. "That's really cool, Jay! I like it when people know what religion really means: it's all about love, not hate. Sure, a person's belief can be very different from someone else's but why fight and hate each other? Being different is what makes you special, you know? You know at first my mom had no idea what to do when I told her I was bisexual; some of her friends said I needed to 'get the Devil out of me' or something like that. I could tell she was torn up about it, but in the end she didn't care and didn't disown me or anything. She's amazing, I love her and my sister too." Kendall said, handing James his phone again when he saw the brunette wanted to reply.

That happened with my mom too, when I came out as pansexual. But she accepted me for who I was in the end and we didn't lose that tight mother-son bond. My dad though, to this day, doesn't like that one of his sons is...a 'freak'. He doesn't say mean things to my face, but I can tell he's not happy.

A slightly sad look crossed James' face at this, though Kendall reached over and took his hand, giving it a light squeeze.

Kelly saw the flinch; James wasn't use to harmless physical contact, but she also caught the look of relief in his eyes at the gesture of comfort.

"So one person doesn't like you for who you are, that doesn't mean you have to change or pretend to be somebody else, Jay. I think, and I'm sure this is true for Kelly too, that you're pretty amazing already. You have no need to change the perfection that you are; there's no one else in the world quite like you, you're original and that's perfection in itself. You're amazing, Jay. I've only known you for four days, but that's pretty crystal clear to me already." Kendall said, smile gentle and caring.

'He has to be lying right, I'm not fucking p-perfect...right?' James searched Kendall's expression for deception, a terrible joke behind his eyes.

There was none. All he could see was honestly, and a little budding admiration?

'Who wouldn't admire him? He's amazing; he's survived so much and yet still willing to live? That just proves how strong he really is, even if he can't see it himself.' Kendall thought, rubbing the boy's knuckles when he saw his eyes start to droop downwards.

"You're tired, Jay. Get some sleep, I'll wake you up when we get there okay?" Kendall said, unfolding the blanket and carefully working it over James.

Said brunette pulled the hood of his black sweater over his head, ducking his head under the blanket and closing his eyes. He didn't let go of Kendall's hand, though.

The dirty blonde smiled to himself before closing his eyes too, still sleepy from last night.

Kelly had no idea why she was crying but the smile on her face was everything but sad.

'I guess keeping him around will be good after all, Big Sis.'

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Logan watched as Kelly's mini-van pulled up the driveway of a small but nice-looking one-story house, it in a soft creme with dark blue window shutters.

He didn't have to see it with his own eyes to know Kendall was in the backseat with James.

But he did have to figure out two things, as he heard the engine cut off Kelly head to the trunk for her nephew's wheelchair.

He had to figure out two things: 1) he had to figure out how to reconnect with James, offer his support.

The second thing he had to figure out though, was if Kendall and James' friendship was going to stay a friendship, or turn into something more.

It was too early to tell right now, but he had to work this out before it was too late.