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Sick souls

I woke up after one hour of sleep. Kendall had been keeping us up all night long, but went quiet at 5 am. I didn't know if he was just too tired to scream anymore or if he woke up, either way, Carlos and I, and probably Katie and mama Knight as well, could finally get some sleep.

I carefully untangled myself from Carlos' grasp, trying not to wake him up and walked to the kitchen. Kendall was sitting at the table, staring at the wall in front of him and looking like a ghost. Or maybe zombie was a better word. He looked exactly like the undead people from one of Carlos' favorite video games.

"Hey, buddy" I said softly. He didn't react. Nothing all to shocking since he hasn't said a word in two weeks. "Did you eat something?" He again didn't answer, but I didn't need him to talk to see he hadn't eaten. There was no plate or bowl in the sink and nothing on the table. I sighed and made cereal for both of us. "Here" I placed the bowl in front of him and sat down across from him. He took the spoon and ate half of it and then pushed it away. I finished my bowl and then ate his leftover. Kendall just continued sitting there, staring at nothing special, but, what else was new? It was all he did.

I began to understand what he meant about losing Logan. When I accidently made Logan fall five years ago, Kendall said he couldn't –or wouldn't- live without Logan. And Kendall didn't even try to live anymore. He wasn't even Kendall Knight anymore. He was just a body that supposedly belonged to a certain blonde leader that only seemed to exist with Logan around.

I sighed again and turned on the TV, but then realized it was only 6 am, which meant there was nothing on except bad children's programs and sex toy advertisements(1). I turned it off and went back to the table after grabbing Logan's note from the counter. I sat down and stared at the little piece of paper. I did this far too often. Trying to get some kind of clue out of it, but it never worked. I continued to stare for it until I noticed a change from Kendall. He looked up hopeful and listened intently, only to go back to his lifeless state again when Katie walked around the corner. His sister had about the same weight and height as Logan and their footsteps sounded the same, so I guessed that's why Kendall did that every time he heard her coming. I rotated the note absentmindedly, while thinking of what Kendall just did when I noticed something highly interesting. I turned it again, until it was with it's left side under and my hand covered the upper half. It was a sentence.

This is a puzzle.

My heart started to beat faster and I sat up straighter. I glanced at Kendall, who was still staring at some point on the wall behind me, and then back to the note. I didn't want the blonde to notice what I found. Not until I figured it out completely. This wasn't something about honor or pride, just that Kendall would be too stressed to find anything in it. I would tell him when I found the clue.

I locked eyes with Katie and motioned for her to come over with a slight motion of my head. She frowned, but did anyway. I glanced at Kendall again, but he didn't show any sign of interest. I placed my finger over my lips to show Katie she had to be silent and nodded my head to Kendall. She nodded once to show me she understood. I put the note back on the table and placed my hand on it to cover the right side of it, only leaving the first words on the left side. I looked at her face expectantly while she read. Her eyes grew wide.

Another door opened and I saw Carlos' dad walking in. "Morning, kids" He said. He noticed my heated look and raised his eyebrows. I glanced at Kendall and decided he could be left alone for a few minutes. I stood up again and led Officer Garcia and Katie to my and Carlos' room, where my fiancée was still sleeping.

"Wake up, baby. I found something" I said softly. He blinked and sat up when he saw how serious I was. I turned to Carlos' dad. "It's a puzzle" I explained and held the so familiar note up for all to see.

His eyes grew wide. "How did you find out?" He asked impressed.

"Logan wrote it. It's so stupid we didn't find it earlier!" I said impatiently. I showed him and Carlos the clue and we all sat down on the bed, note in our middle.

"It's a puzzle, how are we supposed to know how to solve it?" Asked Katie.

We were all silent for a moment, searching desperate for an answer to that important question. If we knew the answer, we could hopefully find Logan. He definitely needed us. Why else would he leave such a clue in a note that was supposed to tell us he left? We needed to find him before it was too slate… If it wasn't too late already.

"The mistakes…" Mumbled Carlos. "Logan doesn't make mistakes" He grabbed the note and stared at it. I saw his eyes gliding over the lines and then the very obvious realization that hit him. "Give me a pen!"

His dad gave him one and he started to circle some letter. The letters that weren't on the right place. He wrote those letters behind each other on the bottom of the note. It now said; Help J

"What's J?" Asked my father in law confused.

"Not J" Said Katie sharply. She grabbed the pen and note and circled a last group of letters. The letters that were made bold by Logan. "Jett"

I felt like I was being drowned in ice water. I felt so cold. I saw that Carlos wasn't doing much better and that Katie was at the very edge of tears. She was only fifteen, way too young to be let into this. I now cursed myself for telling her anything. Officer Garcia was the only one that was still calm.

"James, what was your theory about this again?" He asked.

I had to think about that for a moment. "He never left. He's in the building" I whispered shocked, now that I turned out to be right all along.

"I'm starting to believe that too" He said. "We've to find him. Now. Who's this Jett person anyway?"

"Jet Stetson. He's an actor that once tried to steal Jo from Kendall when they were still dating. Kendall and Jett hate each other, but I don't see why that could be a reason to kidnap Logan. Jett's in a relationship with Jo now" I said confused.

He sighed and hesitated. "Katie go get your mom" He said. She nodded and left the room. He turned to us. "This is pretty serious, guys. Ever since I came here to search for Logan, I've been reading some of the cases that are unsolved at this moment. There's one that got my attention, because he lives in the Palm Woods and all the bodies were found close by, but I didn't see how this could be relevant until now" He swallowed. "Jett Stetson is suspect for the rape and murder of five pregnant woman"

I first didn't see how this could be relevant. Logan wasn't a woman, so why would Jett –if he'd done those things- take Logan? But then it hit me. This wasn't about being a woman in particular. This was about being pregnant. Jett took pregnant people.

I felt my breakfast coming up and wished I didn't eat Kendall's leftovers. Carlos got up and ran out of the room, hand over his mouth. He hadn't even eaten yet.

This was bad. And gross. And just disgusting. Why would you do something like that to people that brought new life into the world? People that had a life and a husband or boyfriend that now not only lost their fiancée or girlfriend, but also their unborn child?

Officer Garcia returned to me after going to check up on his son. "There's more to it, James" He said urgently. "Those girls had all been missing for two or three weeks before they were found. Logan is gone for two weeks now. There's a big change we don't find him alive anymore"

I nodded and desperately tried to not think about what would happen if we found Logan dead and we had to tell Kendall he did not only lose him, but also his child. I was about to follow the older Latino when I suddenly thought of something else. I gripped his shoulder to stop him before he left the room. "I've a last question" I said quietly. He met my eyes and he clearly knew what I was going to ask. "How did they die?"

"This how the police know they've to search for one person" He whispered. "It's a method he used for all the victims" He swallowed thickly. "In all my twenty years as police man I've never seen something as sick as this. It's the worst torture you can possibly think of"

Flashes of all torture methods I knew filled my mind, but none of them seemed to fit in the picture, so I stared at my soon to be father in law expectantly.

"He waits with killing them until they go into labor. He binds their thighs together, making it impossible to give birth. Those women just had to wait and go through all the pain of contractions while the baby slowly dies inside of them. All of them eventually died from blood loss"

I had no time to think about it longer. We heard noises of large things falling on the ground and running footsteps. "WHAT?" Yelled a hoarse voice.

I don't know what to say. Maybe 'Poor Kendall'. What do you think?