The last chapter, but not the end of the story ;) enjoy!

James was worried, and he didn't even know why. Kendall was ok, he wasn't gonna die. What more was there to worry about? Maybe it was the fact that Kendall might be angry at him for being part of the reason this happened. He might start yelling at him, or worse, he might cry and stare and James with those sad puppy eyes. He really didn't want that to happen. But the worst was that Kendall mightn't do anything, because he was in 'a state of comatose.' Did that mean he was really in a coma, or just unconscious?

The need to find the answer was what got him up to the front desk. "Hi, um . . . I'm here to visit Kendall Knight?"

"I see." She watched him carefully. "Well, I'm afraid given Kendall's condition, only family members are allowed in."

James was about to argue, when he remembered something. If there was one thing he knew about hospitals, or at least this one, was that they didn't question the law. So he reached into his jacket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. "I'm with the Crime Lab; I've got a warrant." If he was correct, and he hoped he was, the receptionist wouldn't even read this month old warrant to search some old guy's house.

"Fine," she sighed. She pointed towards one of the long hallways. "Down there, second door on your left, room 8."

James hurried in the direction she'd pointed in. It wasn't long before the door of room 8 came into view. He saw Matt coming out, shutting the door and walking towards him. "James. Hi."

"Hi, Matt." James wasn't sure what to say. Then he remembered. "Oh, um, I have news. Er . . . Sean is guilty, of hurting you."

Matt sighed. "I know."

James was so shocked that for a second he didn't even understand at first. "You said you couldn't remember anything!"

"I had good reason to lie."

"Explain . . .?"

Matt sighed. "He came to visit me, when I was here. Sean, I mean. Before anyone else. At first, I didn't really understand why. I still remember what he said to me. 'Come near us again and I'll kill you. Tell anyone I did this and I'll kill Kendall.' Then he left, just like that." Matt raked a hand through his hair. "I was scared, I guess. That's why I kept my mouth shut. I knew he was well capable of killing either of us."

James nodded. He understood, oddly. "So . . . how is he?"

Matt shrugged sadly. "Dead to the world, still. But the doctor told me it's not a coma. He'll be alright."

James nodded. "How did you get in?"

"Oh, I said I was his brother," Matt replied breezily.

James chuckled. "Clever. Well, see you around, I guess." He walked towards the door of the room, took a deep breath and opened it up. There was Kendall, lying in the bed. He looked as if he were just sleeping peacefully. There was a little white band-aid on his temple where he'd been hit, and he was wearing one of those backless hospital gowns. As James sat in the chair next to his bed, he noticed that his fist was curled up and gripping the sheets tightly. After a moment of hesitation, James reached out and detached his hand from the sheet, taking it gently in his own. He hoped he was giving the blonde some little bit of comfort with this.

He felt tears build up in his eyes when Kendall suddenly squeezed his hand tightly, his head jerking slightly, eyelids fluttering, breath quickening before he fell back into his deep sleep. Was he dreaming? James wondered if it was nightmares. He thought for a moment and remembered that patients in this kind of state could probably hear everything. "Um . . . hey, Kendall. Yeah, it's me. What are you thinking about? Look, um, whatever it is, you're safe now. Nothing's gonna happen to you. I won't let it."

James sat there with him for twenty minutes, speaking a little to him, but then a nurse came in and requested he leave. James sighed, getting to his feet and letting go of Kendall's hand. "I'll come back," he said quietly, turning to go.

Then, so suddenly he was sure he'd imagined it, he heard a groan. He spun around again as the nurse hurried over towards the bed. Kendall's hand moved, lifting to rest on his stomach. The nurse placed a hand on his shoulder and opened one of his eyes. "Kendall?" She shook him lightly.

Then he shifted in the bed, eyes opening slightly. "Who're you?" he mumbled, trying to sit up only to be pushed back down by the nurse.

"Just stay still for a moment. I'm gonna have to give you a couple of quick tests, to check how you are." She turned to James, remembering he was there. "You should be going now."

James nodded, but Kendall said, "No, can he stay? Please?"

The nurse gave James a glare as if he were to blame, and sighed. "Alright. But he's to stay quiet."

"You won't even notice me," James promised, sitting down and taking Kendall's hand again. Kendall held his hand tightly, smiling nervously.

"You're ok now," James reassured him.

"I know." Kendall smiled sweetly. "Besides, you're not gonna let anything happen to me, right?"

James grinned at him, understanding, before sitting quietly. The nurse did things like checking Kendall's temperature and heartbeat, examining his eyes and asking him a few questions. Then she straightened up. "Well, you're on the road to recovery. But I think we'll keep you under observation for a day or two, just to be safe." She glanced at James when she turned to leave. "Visiting ends at five-thirty." Then she left the room, shutting the door behind her.

Kendall turned to smile at James again. "How long have you been here?"

"A while. Matt was here too." James bit his lip. "Um, Sean's going to prison. Not sure how long, but he's not getting away with it this time."

Kendall shut his eyes for a moment, sighing. "Oh."

James was just itching to say it. So he did. "Kendall?"

"Mmm?"

"I know who you are."

Kendall blinked. "What are you talking about?" he asked quietly.

"You're Kendall Knight, from Henderson. You—you went missing, and they never found you." He didn't want any more secrets. "What happened? I mean, how . . .?" He trailed off.

Kendall sighed. He looked like he really didn't want to answer, but he said, "I ran away."

"Why?" When Kendall didn't say anything, James went on. "I thought I knew so much about you, how you ticked. Maybe I do, but there's still a lot I didn't know. I mean, there's a lot more to your story than I thought. I barely even know a chapter or two, do I?"

Kendall shrugged, giving a tiny smile. "Well, nobody wants to hear a story without a happy ending, do they? How did you find out everything?"

"Police records, and . . ." James stopped. He wasn't sure if he should say just yet. ". . . stuff."

Kendall just nodded, not questioning it. Then his smile fell. "I saw him, you know," Kendall said quietly. "All burnt up like that, in the morgue. I snuck in, after my mom. I had nightmares for months. But it was nothing new." He looked down, eyes filling with tears. "And that man, that monster, from when I was a kid . . . I see him everywhere. Not just in my head; I see him on the street, on TV, I hear his voice on the radio, it never leaves me alone. I left because I couldn't take it anymore; all these looks people gave me, the pressure I always felt under."

"But why LA?"

"My uncle Nick. You know, my alibi. We kind of lost contact with some of my Dad's family, but I knew if I went to him he'd take me in, he'd help me." Kendall sighed, wiping at his eyes. "I never got to him, though. Paul did first. Next thing I knew, I was getting beaten and he wanted me to take my clothes off for money. I couldn't get away, and even if I could, I was just determined not to go back to Henderson." He swallowed. "Sean bought me, from Paul. But he was so sweet to me, he didn't beat me or starve me if I didn't do a good job like Paul would. I don't know where it all went wrong." He shut his eyes, but a tear still leaked through anyway.

James held him, wiping the tear off his cheek. "Shh. You know what? You can make your own happy ending. You'll see. Everything will be just fine." He paused, then realised what he'd said and added, "This time," with a smile.

Kendall smiled back, and kissed James lightly on the lips. Afterwards, they stared into each other's eyes and James felt something inside him change. "I . . ." He gave a nervous smile. "I've sort of realised it pretty recently; I did something stupid. It made me question just about everything about myself, turned quite a few people against me, but the funny thing is, I don't regret it in the slightest."

"What did you do?"

Another nervous smile. No turning back now. "I fell in love. With you."

There was shock and disbelief on Kendall's face. "You love me?"

James nodded, feeling determined now. "You, you don't have to say it back or anything. I just wanted you to know."

Kendall was blushing now, a shy smile on his face. He looked up at James again, and said, "So, you love me? Like, seriously?"

"Uh huh."

"Well. Good." Kendall smiled shyly. He didn't want to say it, but James could live with that. Judging by what he'd heard, love didn't seem to be something he was familiar with. Then the blonde's head jerked towards the door. James turned around when he heard the door open. Mrs Knight and Katie appeared in the room.

"Kendall!" Mrs Knight was crying, a huge smile on her face as she hurried towards him. "Oh, Kendall, you're safe . . . thank God you're alright."

"Mom, what are you doing here?" He looked shaken and shocked. James really couldn't tell if he was happy they were here or not. He looked at Katie. "Um . . . hi, Katie."

"Hey," she smiled back. "What's up?"

Kendall smiled shyly at them; it was almost as if they were all meeting for the first time. Mrs Knight swallowed. "I was so worried. For so long."

"What? Worried?" Suddenly Kendall's eyes were wide and tearful. "You're not mad at me?" He sounded like a little kid.

"No, of course not!" Mrs Knight smiled at him, then suddenly threw herself on top of him, hugging him tightly.

Then Kendall's face was buried in his mom's shoulder, and the shaking indicated that he was crying too. "Oh, Mom, I'm sorry," he sobbed, clutching her tighter. "I shouldn't have run off, it was such a stupid thing to do . . ."

"Yes, it was. But it's ok, all that matters is that I have you back now. I'm never letting you do anything stupid again."

Kendall laughed through his tears, looking at Katie. "You're not mad at me either?"

Katie shook her head, moving over to hug him too. "I couldn't be. Not possible."

The rest of the afternoon was spent there, but James kissed Kendall goodbye at 4:45, and drove back to work. When he got back, he was furious to hear that Sean was only sentenced to twelve months. "I had no say," Gustavo said patiently. "The point is, he's not gonna bother either of you again."

James begrudgingly accepted it and resumed his work. He went to visit Kendall on his lunch break the next day, and the day after that. Then Kendall was released from hospital. James picked him up after work and drove him back to Sean's house. They spent the next thirty minutes packing up all his stuff. Eric had already left—having been offered a place as Matt's flatmate, which Kendall wished him the best of luck with—as had Derek and Adam after buying their own apartment. "I guess I'll have to find a place too," Kendall said half to himself as he zipped the last bag shut.

"I've already found you a place," James said in a 'duh' voice. "With me."

Kendall looked unsure. "What about Faye and Summer?"

"There was room when Carlos lived there, you'll have room too."

"No, I mean . . . they don't like me. I don't wanna intrude."

"You're not intruding," James said firmly as he carried the last bag out to the car.

Kendall and James shared his and Carlos's room; they pushed the two single beds together and spent almost every evening in there away from the girls, either talking, or kissing, or having sex, or just lying there in silence. However, one night James came home from work to find Kendall and Summer watching Gleetogether and chatting happily. But Faye still generally avoided him, and he did the same to her. James hoped the ice would break eventually.

One night Faye and Summer went out clubbing with some friends, so they had the apartment to themselves. Kendall was sitting on the couch going through some report for college and James was doing the washing-up from dinner. James was putting the last plate away as Kendall was closing up his folder and leaving it on the coffee table. "What do you wanna do now?" James asked, already able to think of a few ideas himself.

"Would you be terribly upset if I just wanted to cuddle?" Kendall asked with a smile.

James grinned and walked over to the couch, sitting down and taking Kendall in his arms. They lay back, Kendall's head resting on James's chest. James kissed him on the head softly. "I love you."

There came that shy smile again. "Good," Kendall replied, cheeks darkening.

James smiled to himself. "College is going well for you, I take it?"

"It's great. I mean, it's not perfect, but I love it anyway. And you, with your saving the world? How's that going?"

"Saving the world?" James chuckled. "That's a little exaggerated for me; I look at blood samples and interview people."

"Hey, every bit counts."

James kissed him as a reply, then they were silent for a second. Kendall gave a small laugh, "I've made a lot of mistakes, been a total idiot, but I . . . I did one thing that was really, really stupid. It almost got me killed and had me lying to just about everyone I know. But I don't regret it."

James thought he knew where this was going, but he didn't want to hope for too much. "What did you do?"

"I fell in love with you," Kendall replied with a giggle.

James grinned and kissed him again, rolling them over. "Love you too."

Faye and Summer came home at three in the morning to find them asleep on the couch. "Unbelievable," Faye sighed, shaking her head at them.

"Lighten up," Summer replied with a roll of her eyes as she hung her jacket up. "Kendall makes James happy. Deal with it."

"Yeah, but how long will it last?"

Summer just shrugged. "Guess we'll find out."

Well, there's the ending. It's not great, to be honest. But I'm gonna put a few oneshots on the end of this that just take place after the end of this story. Here are the songs from the chapters, so I guess you could aso call it the Lost & Found playlist, lol:

1. Enchanted by Taylor Swift
2. Two is better than one by Boys like Girls
3. Beside you by Marianas Trench
4. Can't be tamed by Miley Cyrus
5. the Rose by Bette Midler
6. something about the sunshine by anna Margaret
7. run by Snow Patrol
8. Into the rush by Aly & AJ
9. I caught myself by Paramore
10. Faithfully by Journey
11. Love the way you lie part 2 by rihanna
12. The man who can't be moved by the script (duh)
13. Eric's song by Vienna Teng
14. Better by Katelyn Tarver.

This is very important: I've already decided I'm gonna make a sequel, whether you like it or not :P what I want to know is if you want a story with maybe 4 or 5 chapters about Kendall's story before all this, with his relationship with Sean and his childhood and stuff. Let me know!