Wow you guys, so many reviews in such a short space of time. I can't believe people actually like the disturbance that is my mind, or like my random OCs. So as a thank you here is my video URL, I may or may not write a fanfic based on it.
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So this is a birthday presant for CheekyBrunette whose reviewd pretty well every chapter, though she may hate me more after this chapter. Hee hee hee!

ep1998 yeah there random rubbish that comes from my brain but I'm glad you like them! Do you know all the characters? Virtual cookie for all that you guess right (I'll reveal them all in the last chapter). Anyway glad you liked the chapter.

LittleMissOops I'm a little bit scared... and I'm not even the offending uni men! Still need to get the grades first... oh dear. Anyway glad you liked it, wow love for an OC! I wasn't even going to use them but then I watched Outnumberd... love that show. Thanks for the review and please don't kill the Prime Minister!

MiiMyselfandTime I have many YouTube accounts... for no reason... yeah...! I'm glad the drama levels are good, I worry that they aren't as good as other people's stories.

So I own nothing. Nope not even my sock... well I do own my sock but... oh never mind.

Jo was mad. For two weeks she hadn't seen Kendall, heard from Kendall or spoken to Kendall. Well the last part wasn't quite true, afterall she had left hundreds of voice messages on the apartments phone. He'd even stood her up, Kendall! She didn't want to seem desprite but this was getting ridiculous. She'd just arrived at the pool and unsurprisingly none of the boys were there, no one had seen them in two weeks. Camille was there though, and she was crying. Jo made a beeline towards Camille, afterall she was her best friend and came first.

"Cam, what's wrong?" Jo asked sitting down next to her.

"Lo-Lo-Logan's been ig-ig-ignoring me" Camille cried "I hav-havn't seen him i-in two we-weeks"

"Logan as well? I havn't seen Kendall ether. We are better then this and don't deserve to be treated this badly." Jo said, rubbing her friends back.

"We do-don't?" Camille hiccuped whilst trying to stop crying.

"No and I say we go up there and confront them. Look Carlos's is over there." Jo replied. Carlos was indeed over there but something was wrong. He looked like he hadn't been sleeping, his hair was messed up and that was only obvious because of the fact that his helmet was no where to be seen. Of course the two girls were more intrested in the fact that there was a Big Time Rusher not hiding in his apartment. He was arguing with his Dad, who'd just arrived at the Palm Woods.

"But Dad!" Carlos yelled, as loudly as he could, which wasn't very loud.

"Carlos there is nothing I can do." His dad replied, trying to calm his son down.

"You're wrong" Carlos yelled, tears starting to shine in his eyes.

"Look I'm going to go upstairs. Come up when you've calmed down."

"Carlos!" Jo yelled as she and Camille walked over.

"Oh hey Jo, Camille." Carlos said with a weak smile.

"Are you going back to your apartment?" Jo asked with an angry stare.

"I guess..." Carlos replied.

"Good because we're coming with you. Now walk." Jo commanded. She was scary when she was angry. Carlos simply nodded and led the girls upstairs. He already knew the door would be unlocked so he simply opened the door and walked in. The sight was an odd one. Kendall was sitting on the sofa, his face was turned away from the girls and he was looking at the wall, his arm was around Katie who had her head burried into his chest. James was sleeping on the other sofa. Mrs Knight was sitting at the table with Mr Gracia and a woman nether Jo or Camille recognised.

"Jen, it's not your fault." The mysterious woman said holding onto Mrs Knight's hand.

"Kendall Knight have you been ignoring me?" Jo yelled angrily. Carlos tried to cover her mouth but it was too late.

"What?" James said waking up with a start.

"Nothing. Jo, he hasn't slept in about two weeks." Kendall said annoyed. Jo gasped at the two boys. Both were deathly pale and had dark shadows under thier eyes. James's hair looked liked it hadn't been brushed in weeks, and this was the boy who almost killed Carlos after his lucky comb had suffered a near death experience.

"Nether have you" Katie whisperd as she looked up. She looked just as bad as the boys.

"Where's Logan?" Camille asked, suddenly feeling worried. The four boys exchanged a look, none of them knowing what to say. Luckly Mr Gracia didn't know who Camille was and so decided to explain.

"He vanished about two weeks ago. We think he's run away. This town probally just got to him so he ran." Camille paled. Logan had left, without saying goodbye.

"Logan wouldn't do that!" Carlos yelled. He and Logan were close, he was probally closer to Logan then any of the other guys and he knew that Logan wouldn't just run off. He wouldn't do that to his friends.

"Carlos..." Jo said putting her hand gently onto his arm. She'd never seen him angry before. The boy shook her hand off and ran into the bathroom. The sound of vomiting was heard afterwads.

"Logan missing makes Carlos ill and keeps all three of them awake, do you think he'd do this to his friends?" Katie yelled at the police officer before running into her room.

"We have no proof that this is anything more then a boy running away. We know there's more to it with Lottie but the two cases are seperate." Mr Gracia said calmly.

"He's right. I know you boys are all close but we have to accept that it's unlikly the same thing would happen to Logan as Lottie." The mysterious woman said. The mysterious woman was in fact Sylvia Gracia who'd come up with her husband to comfort her son, her "adoptive" sons and Jen. Camille had remianed still. She couldn't believe her Logan was missing. She was shaking. James noticed this and went and gave her a hug. The contact seemed to wake her up and she started sobbing into James's chest. James rubbed her back and made gentle soothing noises. Jo went over to Kendall and gave him a hug, he looked like he was close to a break down and that was something that should never happen to Kendall. At some point Carlos came back from the bathroom and went and sat on the empty sofa. He just wanted to know where his best friend was, he knew Logan would never do this. That's what he kept telling himself, he had to believe it. Something glitterd in his hands.

"Carlos, whats that?" Kendall asked worried.

"A knife. I found it taped to the back of the toilet. I think it's Logie's." Carlos said quietly. The room went quiet. It was obvious why Logan would have the knife, there was dry blood on it. It seemed that Logan was under more pressure then he'd ever let onto his friends. Camille could feel her legs give way and was glad when James pulled her closer to him to stop her collapsing.

"Have you spoken to anyone in Minnesota?" Jo asked quickly, trying to stop the mental image of Logan hurting himself.

"I phoned Curt and Dustin the other day. Nether of them have heard from Logan since he went missing." Kendall said sadly. Curt and Dustin had been two of the closest friends back in Minnesota, they'd never got in as much trouble as the rest of the guys, they still had been there for certain pranks.

Mr Gracia looked down. It was odd that if Logan had run away that he hadn't contacted ether of those two. He knew that without evidence they couldn't look at this as an abduction though.

"I saw Logan two weeks ago... in the park." Jo said suddenly.

"You did?" Kendall asked, hoping for any news of his friend.

"Yeah he had his phone. I was trying to give him yours and he said something about me seeing you before him. I've got your phone here Kendall. I kept it charged but it's been flashing for ages. I didn't look in case it was private." Jo said, passing Kendall's phone over. Kendall glanced down. For the two weeks without his phone he'd only had one new text! He opened it and his eyes widend.

"Carlos, what did Lottie look like?" He asked quietly, staring at his phone.

"Er like a female Logan but with a bob" Carlos said, a little confused.

"I think I've found evidence for an abduction." Kendall said. Everyone stared at him. He got up and passed his phone over to Mr Gracia. On the screen was a picture of Lottie. In it she was in a dark room and coverd in bruises. Logan had written below.

I'm sorry but she's my sister and I couldn't leave her like this.

Mr Gracia stood up.

"I'm going to the police station. If Logan went to her there's a chance he could be hurt. Someone better call Joanne and Chase and tell them. Carlos I'm sorry. You were right all along." He said before he left. It was almost a relief to the boys to learn that Logan hadn't just left, almost. Their friend was in danger somewhere.

Ta da! If your wondering why I;m focusing on anyone but Logie it's because I'm trying not to make this sound like many of the other amazing fanfic out there, don't worry Logie will be back soon... I hope... depends what my mind whats to do to him... that didn't sound so dirty in my head. Word of warning, if you don't hear from me it's because my exams start tomorrow and I am freaking out. I may update on Friday or if one evening I write to get my head out of WW1, Russia's history, British Politcal history, Philosophy, Ethics and Critical Thinking... yeah panic levels are so high that they could win highest panic levels of the year if not the millenium!

Santana: Freak show

Oh go profess your love to Britany

Santana: Someone's in a bad mood

EXAMS!

Er... see y'all next time!