* Kind of a stupid chapter, but whatever, I got some SERIOUS writer's block, yo! Haha. Anyways, here's the next chapter! READ AND REVIEW!

-Mrs. Knight-

"Mrs. Knight?"

She jumped, having been deeply involved in her romance novel, when the doctor came out into the waiting area and called her name. She gently shook Katie's shoulder, who was sleeping soundly against the side of her chair, and her daughter jolted awake, quickly sitting up, awakened.

Spotting Mrs. Knight looking more alert now the doctor said, "The boys are doing much better now, and a nurse has just informed me that they're all waking up now if you'd like to see them."

Mrs. Knight stood up instantly, her actions mirrored by Katie, they hurried to room 309 as fast as they could.

-Katie-

Katie stood in the doorway beside her mother, twisting a piece of hair around her finger nervously as she saw the four usually lively boys stirring dazedly. She had seen them yesterday, but she felt like she was seeing them in a whole new way after the pain they'd endured that night. But she had to act as natural as possible, because she was Katie, and that's what she did.

Kendall sat up blearily and smiled at his sister and she said to him casually,

"What up bro-ster?"

"Nothing much... sister-...ster."

She could tell he was still in pain but his fever had gone down, and the infection was clearing up, so the doctor had told her, and his condition had improved pretty drastically.

"Wassup, Mrs. Knight, Katie." James said in greeting as he ruffled his hair, propping himself up against his pillow.

"We've just been sitting in the waiting room." Mrs. Knight said shrugging, "How are you boys doing?"

"Who's doing what? Teehehe! She has purple... SHOES."

All the people in the room were startled by this exclamation made by... Logan, and were spared asking the question when the doctor rushed in and explained apologetically,

"Sorry, I forgot to tell you. We gave Mr. Mitchell some pain medication that'll make him alittle-"

"James! I just realized just now that-that YOU have brown hair!" Logan said awestruck.

"Well... A little out of it. It shouldn't last too long..." The doctor said but was cut off again by Logan.

"Guys! Guys! Guess what? This room, can spin! Look, look! It's doing it right now, look it's-"

The doctor became irritated and jabbed a syringe into Logan's skin and the genius sank back against the bed unconscious.

"Yes well... That'll make him sleep for an hour or so until the medication wears off." He then turned and left.

Katie then noticed turning away from Logan that Carlos, the normally peppy latino looked extremely upset.

"What's wrong, Carlos?" She asked him.

"...I don't know where my helmet is."

Kendall, James, Mrs. Knight and Katie all exchanged shocked faces. Carlos was never without his helmet. Even when he slept he kept it tucked under his arm in case someone broke in and stole it.

Mrs. Knight crossed the room to Carlos and wrapped her arms around him in a tight squeeze.

"I'm sorry, honey."

He nodded and sniffed sadly into her shoulder.

-Pilot-

RING.

The pilot turned towards the phone while in the middle of watching Ocean's Eleven with his wife and eyed it curiously. People didn't normally call him at this hour. He stood and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Mr. Miller? Those boys you rescued, Kendall Knight, James Diamond, Logan Mitchell, and Carlos Garcia? You asked if we'd let you know when we had news on their condition? Well they've improved and will make a full recovery within a few weeks. They're in room 309 at the L.A. General Hospital still, and you can see them if you'd like."

Mr. Miller paused and said nodding, "Thank you. I'll be there soon."

"Where you going, hun?" His wife asked curiously.

"To go see Big Time Rush!"

His wife rolled her eyes and kissing her good-bye he said before departing, "See you in a bit, baby."

He reached the hospital in less then an hour and found room 309.

"Hello." He said nervously, fiddling with his watch, "I don't know if you remember me, I'm the pilot who found you- Ouch!"

He was slightly surprised when a woman threw herself at him, hugging him tightly.

"Thank you so much!"

He nodded with a smile and turning to the boys James answered his thought.

"Yeah we remember you! And for you... Autograph, signed by all of us. Even Logan who-"

"HAHA! Purple shoes..." Logan laughed in his sleep before falling silent again.

"Anyways... Here." James said handing it to him.

"And we really can't thank you enough." Kendall said sincerely, "Right James?"

"Wh-? Oh yeah, we really owe you, man."

"Right Carlos?" Kendall added.

"Hmm?" He said sadly, looking up, "Oh. Yeah, thanks..."

"That reminds me!" Mr. Miller said slapping his hand to his forehead. He returned to the waiting room and back again with a certain something, "I found this on that island, figured you might want it..."

Helmet.

-Carlos-

"MY HELMET! THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!" Carlos said, bouncing up and down on his bed excitedly the pilot handed it to him and he strapped it on, "GUYS! MY HELMET! LOGAN! HELMET!"

"Purple shoes..."

Silly Logan. And Carlos. And James. And Kendall. Sorry it was kind of a suckish chapter, I got writer's block! Ughh. I'm gonna go watch BTR and hope to get inspired. REVIEW!