Happy Late Turkey DAY!
***BTR***
Logan was at the hide out sitting on a cot just staring at the wall. The news of someone he knew, someone he cared about, had died just shook him. It made him think. Was Kendall dead too? Did they kill him, Mrs. Knight, and Katie? And what were James and Carlos thinking right now? Did they think he was dead? Logan hoped they didn't.
A thousand thoughts were rushing through his head, not letting him sleep in the small cold room he got to himself whenever he came back, but for the last week he allowed Kelly to stay with him just to keep an eye on her. He didn't want another person he cared about to get hurt or worse. He looked over at her, sleeping peacefully. For a moment he wondered what she was dreaming about but the thought quickly faded when the door opened to his room.
"Come on Logan … Peggy's needs you." Jeff said. Logan quickly got up.
"Hurry..." Jeff rushed and threw Logan some scrubs, a hair cap, and gloves.
"Wait… Is she having the baby?" Logan asked. He knew Peggy wanted him to be there when she delivered. It was the least he could do for a friend.
Jeff looked at him and nodded just as they heard a scream through the door. They both ran in and there were a few doctors around Peggy. Logan went over to her side and grabbed her hand…. Big mistake… She squeezed so tight that Logan thought his hands were going to fall off.
"It hurts. It hurts so bad." She cried.
"It's ok. Just think of the bundle of joy you will hold after it's over." Logan tried to encourage her.
"Ok, Peggy. On the next contraction I want you to push." The doctor that Logan had learned a little from said to her. She nodded.
It only took a few seconds before Logan couldn't feel his hand again. Peggy was screaming her head off.
"I see something. Keep pushing." The doctor said.
"You're doing great." Logan said.
"Sing." Peggy said through clenched teeth.
Logan was taken aback by her request.
"Please Logan, Sing." She said.
Logan quickly searched his head for a song… a melody…. anything… and then he found the perfect song. He started singing.
Beneath the veil of starry sky
As cold as winter's darkest night
It's there you'll sleep, silent and deep
You're all alone A single prayer's soft melody
Across the lonely silent fields
A little light begins to shine, it shines on and on
"Keep pushing!" the doctor told her. Logan kept singing for her.
I watched you as you so peacefully dreamed,
You laughed like a child,
Happy and carefree
It's all familiar and yet so far,
That's the future's promise for you and me.
"Almost there" the doctor smiled. Peggy started screaming from pain. Logan stopped singing for a moment but started up again when he saw the look in Peggy's eyes.
One day on a green and shiny morn',
One day we will finally make it through
Cause in this sky
So dark with winter,
We still have to believe it's true
Fields of hope.
Just as he was singing the last line, they heard crying. Then he saw it, a beautiful baby girl. His voice was the first thing she heard when she came into this world. She was a little hope when everything started to seem hopeless and Logan liked that thought.
***BTR***
A scream filled the entire house. Kendall rolled over in his bed and slowly got out of bed and made his way to Katie's room. He was used to this. It was now an every night thing. Everyone else in the house just learned to ignore it, but Kendall could never. He opened Katie's door to find her near her dresser rumbling through the door putting random things in a bag.
"Katie?" Kendall said softly. Katie looked up; tears in her eyes, then turned her back to him. "Katie, what are you doing?"
She ignored him and continued putting cloths in the bag. Kendall made his way over to her. He could hear her crying softly. He pulled her into a hug, but she pushed him away. "What's the matter?" he asked trying to figure her out.
"I'm leaving." Was all she said to his face before turning back around.
Kendall was in a state of shock and confusion. "Katie, you can't leave."
"Watch me!" She said passing him to get her jacket.
"Please, Katie."
"If you want to stay here and watch them control your life, then you do that, but I'm not." She cried, and then she looked at him. "What happened to you, Kendall? You used to be so strong, and full of life. Now you never sing, never laugh, and hardly ever smile. I miss the old Kendall." She sounded angry at him. "When was the last time you thought of James, Logan, and Carlos? Of Big Time Rush? Of the Palm Woods? Or even Rocque Records?" She finished.
There was a long pause from Kendall.
"That's what I thought." Katie said and turned around to her bag.
"I think about them all the time, but I know they can take care of themselves. It's you I'm worried about. Right now you and Mom are all I have and I don't want to loose you." Kendall was fighting back tears of his own. "Please, Katie, don't go. If I don't have you, I might as well be dead."
Katie turned around to see her big brother crying. "Don't cry." She said walking up to him. "I wont leave, just please don't cry." She hugged him.
Kendall hugged her back and they stayed this way for what felt like hours. Both happy to have each other back and safe, but they knew it wouldn't stay like that forever.
***BTR***
Carlos sat in a car with his dad. They were on there way to Washington D.C. Mr. Garcia told Carlos about his new job, helping the president. Apparently Mr. Garcia is going to be President Bayer's dog. Mr. Garcia used the term Right Hand Man, but Carlos thought Dog sounded better.
Carlos was angry with his father. No. Angry is an understatement. He didn't know the feeling but he knew he could never forgive his father for what he did to James, who he was worried so much about.
"The president is very excited to meet you, Carlos. I've told him a lot about you. "
Carlos ignored him. He didn't want to speak to him. He didn't want to look at him. He didn't want to be in the same car with him. Some things you can just never forgive.
***BTR***
James was so cold, so hungry, so tired. He couldn't stand it being in this small dark room. And what had matters worse, he crying. Crying of a little boy. It pained him to just listen. When he could he would gather up his strength and sing loud enough so the boy, where ever he was, could hear it.
He didn't know where he was, or why he was here, but he didn't like it at all, and he wanted to get out.
***BTR***
I wasn't going to put a James part on just to keep you wondering, but I thought I left you this long, I should give you guys a little treat… Ok FIRST off… I'm going to have you guys pick the name for the baby so just leave a review and I'll see what one I like the best… SECOND off I'm sorry I haven't updated, been stressed out, out of my mind but I found that writing this really calmed me down, soooo, your mission for me is if I don't update in the next week I need one of you to PM me and remind me too.
Thanks guys
SARA