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I was planning on posting this yesterday, like ya'll asked for, but my beta worked a long shift and didn't have time to help me yesterday! So, here's the next chapter NOW!

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Camille stretched her legs and arms out for a minute, gosh, she was stiff. Mrs. Knight had just helped her get out from underneath James and put a pillow there instead. Camille had let James sleep for an hour and a half on her lap, but when all feeling in her legs left for good…Camille decided that it was time to replace herself with a pillow. Katie and Mrs. Knight had even gotten Subway earlier, which Camille had to eat carefully at an awkward angle so as to not disturb James. She glanced up at the clock in the kitchen, the other boys (if they were on time) would be home any minute now.

Mrs. Knight had texted the guys and told them that James was asleep, and to be quiet when arriving home. Camille slipped into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. She turned and looked in the mirror, grimacing at the sight of her messy hair and ruffled clothing. Camille picked up her hairbrush and ran it through her knotted curls, over and over until they were somewhat smoother. Well, now she just needed to brush her teeth, fix her makeup, and change clothes. Okay, she hoped that the boys ran a little late so she could get this all accomplished.

As if on cue, she heard the apartment door open. Forget it. Camille ran her hands down her shirt, attempting to smooth some of the wrinkles out, and then threw open the door. She almost ran head-on into Kendall, who was in the kitchen, seemingly looking for her. Before she could let out an exclamation and apology, Kendall engulfed her in a huge, good-smelling hug. Camille smiled and wrapped her arms around his warm, toned body.

"I missed you so much" Kendall whispered, still not letting go of her. "I missed you, TOO!" Camille's reply turned into a high-pitched squeal as Kendall gently picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. "Kendall! What are you doing?" she exclaimed as quietly as she could while Kendall carried her to his bedroom. Kendall didn't reply, he entered his room with her, closed the door with one thrust of his hip, and carefully tossed her onto his bed.

Camille laughed, still not knowing what was going on. "What are you doing?" she asked, again, sitting up and looking at him inquisitively. "I just want some time alone with you." Kendall said, going to kiss her. Camille ducked and hopped off of the bed. "Nah-uh. I just had a Subway sandwich, I can tell that my breath is very onion-y." Camille warned. "Camille, I don't care about that. Now come back over here. Right now." Kendall ordered playfully and Camille shook heard defiantly. Kendall rolled his eyes dramatically and sighed, "Well, I tried." he said.

Camille nodded, happy that he was going to let her brush her teeth before any make-out session. As Camille began to reopen the door, she was once again thrown over Kendall's shoulder and tossed onto his bed. An exclamation of "meep" escaped her lips as she landed softly on the bed and Kendall climbed on top of her. Kendall's dimples appeared as he grinned, putting one leg on either side of her and straddling her. "Camille, you give me no choice." he scolded playfully. Camille giggled and attempted to sit up.

Kendall's calloused, yet soft fingers slid up Camille's arms and held them in place bent at a 90 degree angle against the bed. Camille's heart began to pound in her chest in reaction to the sensual touch and she laid still. Kendall dipped down and pressed his silken lips against hers. His body hovered carefully over her, but close enough that Camille could feel the warmth of it and smell the intoxicating scent of Irish Spring on his skin. Kendall broke of the kiss to look down at her, he smiled at her, his green eyes sparkling. He continued to smile at her for a moment, gazing at her like she was the most beautiful thing in the world, before dipping down to kiss her yet again.

This kiss was different, though, it was stronger and more passionate than anything Camille had ever experienced. It was powerful, but filled with an unmistakable amount of feeling, love, and gentleness. Kendall released her arms after a few seconds, and Camille let her fingers slide up into the hair at the nape of his neck. Kendall gently lowered himself down on top of her, his hands going to rest at her waist, the warmth of his fingers prominent through the material of her shirt. They stayed like that for what seemed like a magical eternity, but it was probably only a few minutes. The two of them broke apart, breathing hard, "That was…amazing." Camille said, trying to hide the fact that her hands were shaking from the excitement. Kendall smiled, "Yeah. We should do that more often." he said. "See, you always taste good." he stated, his lips still inches away from hers,. "Besides, I love the Subway Club sandwich." Kendall said, smiling mischievously. Camille smirked, great…he had even been able to tell what kind of sandwich she had. Oh, well. That had been the hottest four minutes of her life. Kendall smiled at her for a minute and then rolled off of her, holding his hand out to help her up, as well. Camille took his hand, grateful for something to hold onto just in case her legs gave out.

Camille sighed with relief as entered the living room, James was still sleeping peacefully. "I'll be right back." Kendall said, releasing her hand and heading towards the kitchen. Camille nodded and wandered over to the couch to check on James. She rested the back of her hand against James' forehead, frowning at the warmth. As much as she hated it, Camille was going to have to wake him up and give him his medications. She rested her hand on his uninjured shoulder and shook it gently. "James, I need you to wake up a for a minute." she said. James opened his eyes slowly and looked at her tiredly. "Hi, how are you doin'?" Camille asked. "I'm okay." James whispered. Yeah, sure he was. The poor thing looked extremely feverish, and was not very "there" at the moment. "Ok. I'll go get your meds." Camille said softly and James nodded sleepily. Camille and the rest of the family desperately needed to know if he had remembered anything that was important to the investigation, but that was going to have to wait until tomorrow. There was no way in hell that she was going to quiz James on what nightmarish event he had remembered.

"How about you? How are you feeling?" she asked Kendall once she was in the kitchen. "I've still got a headache…and, honestly, my face hurts." Kendall replied, chuckling slightly at how weird that sounded. Camille walked over to him and pressed a feather-light kiss to the bruised area on his jaw. "Well, why don't take you some more Motrin or Tylenol and hold some ice on that for a while? I'm going to help James for a minute and then we can watch that movie for a bit." Camille said. Kendall smiled and hugged her, "Sounds like a plan. Can I go talk to him for a moment?" he asked.

Camille nodded, "Yeah, but he's really tired". However, Logan was already in the process of helping Carlos walk James down the hallway so James could sleep in his own bed instead of on the couch. Camille watched as Kendall ran to help them and then she gathered the things she needed. Maybe it would be a good thing if James could just get settled in his own bedroom. Surprisingly, Kendall, Carlos, and Logan had actually gotten James situated comfortably in his own bed by the time Camille came into James' room. Logan and Carlos were fidgeting with the blankets, trying to make sure they were just right; and Kendall was on the edge of the bed, talking to James.

"Is there anything I can do to help, James?" Kendall asked, sitting Indian-style next to his friend. Camille sat down beside Kendall and handed James his meds. James took the offending little white pills from her and quickly downed them with a sip of water. Logan sat down on the other side of the bed, a bag of unknown items in his hand. "Alright, buddy, are you ready?" Logan asked. Camille looked up at the raven-haired boy and raised one eyebrow at him. What was James supposed to be "ready" for? Kendall and Carlos looked up at Logan confusedly, as well. "I've got to rewrap James' arm and ribs. Do you guys wanna stay and help me?" Logan explained. Camille nodded, a little unsure if she could actually stomach this, but she figured Logan needed the help. "What can I do?" Camille asked. "Um…grab the saline wash out of the bathroom cabinet and a few more clean towels." Logan replied.

Camille mouthed an "ok" and headed to do just that. When Camille got back to the bedroom, the other three boys had already started working on James' shoulder. After setting the saline and towels on the bedside table, Camille sat down next to James - who was lying on his back, looking terribly worried. "Hey, there, James." Camille greeted, wishing that the pained, anxious look on his face would disappear. Worry lines weren't meant to mar James Diamond's face - that was just plain unacceptable. James tensed, his back arching slightly off of the bed as Logan cleaned the wound. The raven-haired boy had a very serious, doctor-like expression on his face, and Camille couldn't help but a smile a little. Kendall, dearest adorable Kendall, was trying to be as gentle as he could while keeping James' arm steady. Camille intertwined her fingers with James' and gave his hand a comforting squeeze. James closed his eyes and moistened his lips with the tip of his tongue.

"We don't have to do this a lot" Camille reassured. James nodded briefly, a sheen of sweat beginning to cover his forehead. Logan finished cleaning the wound and began to tie the fresh bandages around James' left bicep. James hazel eyes flew open as the clothe was fastened securely and he let out a strangled gasp of pain. Camille's hand automatically went up to rest lightly on James' warm, rosy cheek. "It's okay." she said. Kendall looked up at her, a sympathetic look on his face, and then he reached down to pat James' lower leg affectionately. Camille watched Kendall for a minute, but quickly turned her attention back to James when another whimper came from him. Hopefully, the changing of the bandages around his ribs wouldn't be this bad. It could be a long few minutes - and it was.

"Yeah, I know it's cold, but just hold still for a minute. It'll start to feel good." Camille said, brushing Kendall's bangs to the side with her free hand. Kendall nodded, and let her continue to hold the ice pack against the bruise on the side of his face. After an extremely long twenty minutes, they had all finished putting fresh bandages on James' wounds, and James had fallen asleep due to the painkillers he had taken beforehand.

Kendall and Camille were now seated on the couch in the quiet living room, enjoying a little bit of peace by themselves. Camille was sitting sideways with her legs tucked underneath her, facing Kendall, who was sitting Indian-style next to her. His head was bothering him again, and Camille had taken it upon herself to make sure the he took some acetaminophen, and iced his jaw. "Is the Tylenol working yet?" Camille asked, still stroking his bangs to the side. "Yeah, sort of, I guess." Kendall replied and Camille smiled a little bit to herself. That wasn't really a solid answer, but she'd take it. Logan, Carlos had taken Katie to the pool, and Mrs. Knight had left to go read in the Palm Woods Park for a little while.

"What all did you guys do today?" Camille asked, trying to make conversation. Kendall seemed to be dwelling on James' condition, and that probably was not too good for him right now. "We practiced all of our songs, and then we went over our dance moves a few times. We have a concert coming up next month and Griffin is apparently after Gustavo about how perfect he wants it to be." Kendall replied. "Well, no matter what, you guys will be perfect. You always are." Camille stated, smiling at him. "Thanks, Camille." Kendall said with a smile, leaning over and kissing her. Camille returned the kiss, and set down the ice pack. "Okay, since things didn't actually go as planned. Do you want to just lie down for a while?" Camille suggested. Kendall nodded, "I am perfectly okay with that." he replied. The two of them laid down next to each other on the couch, and pulled a small blanket up to cover their legs. Kendall exhaled deeply, and tucked one arm underneath Camille and around her waist. Satisfied with the comfy position, Camille rested her head on Kendall's chest, and listened to his steady heartbeat. Things may be going a little awry, but Camille would always be able to get through it as long as Kendall was with her. Little did she know, that even while together, the two of them wouldn't be ready for what was yet to come.


All right, so this wasn't REALLY angst-filled, but just you wait to see what happens in the next chapter ;) Please review! Maybe if you awesome peoples review like crazy like you did for the last chapter…you might get that mega angst-filled chapter super soon ;) So, what do you think?

By the way, who is SUPER STOKED for Big Time Single tomorrow? Woot woot! :D