.:Chapter 14:.

"No one realizes how beautiful it is to travel until he comes home and rests his head on his old, familiar pillow." ~Lin Yutang

The crescendo of screams that continued to rise and fall as the backup band and the crew started to tear down the stage. It was bittersweet, knowing that everything was over at that exact moment. The sleepless nights, the adrenaline, the excitement coursing through their bodies. It was all being taken apart and being shipped back to California. It was official, the last stop in Canada was done, the guys were scheduled to get on the bus in the next few minutes…the tour was over. It was a tour to last a lifetime. There were a few hiccups at the beginning, the tour production had screwed them over a few times, there was the incident that had Big Time Rush being chased all over London, as well as a incident about a hotel being haunted, but the rest of the tour had gone off without a hitch. Night after night the boys played to large crowds, feeding off the energy of their fans as well as keeping in touch with their friends as they went.

After they had announced their abuse, Big Time Rush had gone to Gustavo and Kelly and begged them to be able to call them more often, to keep in touch. Gustavo and Kelly then turned around and talked to Ronan and Mrs. Knight about it. Part of the reason that Ronan had taken them to Australia was so that they could spend some time away from Kendal, Logan, Carlos, and James. The guys were confused when they had heard that, but then understood that it was because Ronan wanted his kids to be able to focus on themselves instead of on their music and worrying about what was going on with the boys for a while. When Gustavo, Kelly, and Mrs. Knight brought it up to him, he very quickly turned around and took down the rule of them not being able to call each other due to the long distance bill that would come up. (It also kept them from constantly checking their phones and sit on their computers all days while waiting for a message from the boys).

The boys kept in touch with the DarkElements as many times as they could a day between phone calls, texts, skype calls, and e-mails, though with their schedule-and a unfortunately incident when Riley had been woken up early in the morning due to lack of knowledge about the time difference-they were mostly sticking through e-mails. Being able to keep in touch more noticeably lifted the guys' spirits and while there were still a few incidents here and there, they had a good time for the duration of the rest of the tour.

Kelly yawned as she held open a back door for Gustavo to pass through. She hitched her purse up her shoulder, pulling her jacket together around her body and the two started to make their way across the otherwise empty parking lot. Lamps illuminated the way for them as they went. A chill blew through the air, but it was hardly felt as the two co-workers were waiting for the adrenaline to run out of their bodies, exhausting them enough so that they could sleep all the way back to LA, The PalmWoods, and their own homes.

God knows that something is going to keep us up, Kelly thought. She stretched her arms over her head. Too bad the tour is over. It was one of the best summers that she had had in a while, definitely the most eventful. With the Big Time Rush boys around, it was hard for anything to be uneventful. Even when she was trying her hardest not to pull her hair out and scream at them to stop doing whatever stupid thing it was that they were doing. "I don't think we could have had an even better last show," Kelly said as she to Gustavo. She looked over at him as the two neared the bus that was waiting for them, its motor running. She winced at the sudden increase of screaming right next to her ear. Reaching her hands up, she slapped them down over her ears, her eyes squeezing shut all in the same moment.

Peeking an eye open, Kelly scanned the faces of the teenage girls that were standing around her, holding onto signs and wiggling them. Some fans were screaming, others were crying, and she was sure that some of them were about to pass out. She had seen things get pretty ugly at concerts before; even a few of the summer tour shows had to get girls carted out on stretchers an sent to the hospitals. She had never been even more glad of not being a teenage girl anymore.

The throngs of fans buffeted the partners on all sides as they waited to catch a glimpse of Kendall, Logan, Carlos, and James. The screams died down in grumbled and murmurs when they saw that it was only Kelly and Gustavo. She was thankful for that; all night long she had to deal with crazy fans and the stress of the last night of the All Over the World tour. What she needed right now was peace and quiet. It wasn't bound to last long as the guys were always screaming and yelling about something, but she just needed those few moments even if it couldn't be consecutive.

Kelly yawned again before starting to smooth down her hair. "Besides being beaten by fans, getting hit by a door, and having to hold up a trampoline so the boys wouldn't fall and hurt themselves, I mean." Gustavo glanced over at Kelly and started to snicker at her night once more. He had been through so many crashes and aches and pains from having to deal with the boys, now she knew what he dealt with on a almost daily basis.

"I know!" Gustavo boasted. He stuck out his chest with pride, even going as far as to buff his nails on his chest. Kelly rolled her eyes. "I couldn't have come up with a better tour than this! Now I just have to top myself for next time."

"Well, next time, leave me out of everything that needs to go into planning it and just tell me where I need to be backstage," Kelly said. She then gave him a sweet smile, one that instantly put him on edge. If Kelly ever had a sweet smile on her face, when it wasn't a completely genuine one, there was something wrong. "Or just give me a VIP pass and allow me to sit and watch so I don't have to get stuck with your guys' crazy antics." She pulled her PalmPilot out of her purse and started to leaf through it.

"If I did that, I'm sure that the dogs would find a way to ruin everything within five minutes," Gustavo dead-panned. He shook his head, looking over his shoulder at the fans again. "It makes me wonder how they even have fans in the first place. The idiots…"

"Oh come on." Kelly lifted her gaze from her PalmPilot. "You can't tell me that you didn't have someone that you admired when you were a kid."

"No way!" Gustavo crossed his arms over his chest. "I was too busy becoming one of the biggest and best music producers in the business! Better than Ronan, even."

Kelly rolled her eyes again. If she didn't know that the guys, deep, deep, deep, down were friends, Kelly would have thought that the two music producers really did hate each other. They were constantly making fun of each other, trying to one-up each other, and found a way to annoy each other just by walking into the room. However, if they weren't such good friends, then they wouldn't try to help each other get better with their band and their work all together.

Gustavo stuck his nose in the air and he and Kelly climbed onto the bus. He looked down at the floor, raising an eyebrow behind his dark sunglasses when he saw the members of Big Time Rush lying on the floor, breathing heavily. Sweat was dripping down their faces, their cheeks were flushed, and he was sure that he even saw a few tears in some of their eyes. After waiting a moment for them to acknowledge his presence, he finally spoke up. "What happened to you?" He asked. "You look dead."

"Are we?" Carlos let out a heavy sigh. His eyes were transfixed to the ceiling, out of focus. He hadn't looked that dazed since he took a crash landing in the boards in a brutal hockey game. Not even his helmet protect him from that check from behind. "'Cause I can't feel my arms." He rubbed his right arm to prove his point. He then frowned and started to poke it repeatedly. After a few seconds, his eyes widened in panic. "Seriously, I can't feel myself poking my arm."

"You can't feel it because that's my arm!" Logan snapped. He pulled his arm out of Carlos's grasp and let out a groan, curling up into a ball as his body seized with pain. When the pain subsided, a relieved sigh escaped his lips and he stretched his body out once more. This has been such a long, tour. It was fun, but…everything hurts."

"It was worth it though," Kendall said. He and James were the only ones that were smiling despite the pain. "We just finished up a great tour, we beat the quick-change record, we have our fans and we're living our dream." He tried to sit up, but then cried out in pain and lied back down. "The only thing I can't do that I want to do is stand up without hurting."

"According to my calculations we're going to get used to the pain," Logan whipped out a pretend calculator and started to punch numbers into the air. "When we die."

"We're going to die?" Carlos' eyes grew wide.

"No, Carlos, we're not going to die." James replied and blindly patted what he thought was Carlos' head, but was in fact slapping Kendall's face.

"Ow!" Kendall was smacked in the eye. It immediately started to water. He scrunched up his nose and mouth into a expression of distaste and pushed James's hand away from him. He shuffled a few inches to the side, casting James suspicious glances as he went.

Gustavo sighed loudly and rolled his eyes. Their antics always got on his nerves and tonight was no different. He could admit that he was proud of the guys, though he wouldn't say it to their faces. They had worked hard for the past two years and did a good job with everything that was thrown their way. At the beginning, he didn't believe that the four hockey players from Minnesota could do anything at all. He was mildly surprised when they all got better at singing and their footwork, but it was their hard work and dedication to their job and helping him whenever he was in a jam was what really won him over. Griffin was always on his back at some point or another, so the fact that they were always trying to figure out some sort of plan that let them continue to work as Big Time Rush or just with Gustavo in general was something that he was never going to forget for the rest of his life.

He owed a lot to them, for helping put his name back in the spotlight. No one was sure if there was a future for Gustavo Rocque when his last hit was nine years ago, but Big Time Rush had really put him back on the map and he was thankful for it.

But that didn't mean that he couldn't mess with them a little bit when he felt like it.

"Alright," Gustavo called, clapping his hands together. He rubbed his palms over each other and grinned down at the four boys. "Who's ready to do it again?" Kelly gave him a strange look, he ignored her. "We got the news that a couple more shows have been added to your guys' tour!"

"Yeah, we're going to die." Kendall didn't seem to be bothered by the idea. He rested his hands on his chest and looked at the ceiling as he frowned. "Hm, I didn't get a chance to say goodbye to mom and Katie." He paused, his eyes starting to narrow into a squint. "Do you think that I'd be able to create a will by text?"

"I didn't get a chance to win the Nobel Peace Prize." Logan sighed wistfully, shaking his head.

"I didn't get a chance to become a famous actor/singer/dancer/model and write my own memoir to teach little kids how to be as awesome as me," James added, his lower lip trembling. He noticed the silence and then turned his head. Gustavo, Kelly, Kendall, Logan, and Carlos were all staring back at him. "What? It could happen!"

"Relax." Kelly elbowed Gustavo in the side. "Gustavo is only kidding. You boys did a great job tonight. Now you can get plenty of rest while we go back to California." She shot Gustavo a glare before going up to the second floor of the bus. Gustavo stuck his tongue out at her back before following her up.

Kendall forced himself up into a sitting position before grabbing his friends and hauling them to their feet as well. As the bus started up, he kneeled down on the couch and rubbed a hand against the window, removing the condensation. He smiled as the screams from the fans increased when they saw him looking out the window. They raced over to the bus and started to scream and wave, slapping their hands on the sides of the bus. James pushed Kendall out of the way and started to wave and blow kisses to their fans. Kendall, Logan, and Carlos exchanged amused glances, but squeezed onto the couch as well, waving to their fans.

Kendall couldn't help the smile that slid onto his face as the bus started to pull away from the stadium and their fans started to run after it. No matter what happened with the future of Big Time Rush, he wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. Not even for the biggest hockey award that he could get, nothing could top everything that he and his friends had managed to do together. He couldn't see himself doing anything like this with anyone else but Logan, James, and Carlos. They could fight like brothers, get on each other's nerves, and even downright disagree on a lot of things-thought that helped them create the song Oh Yeah-but they were always going to be there for each other and help each other through the hard times.

And even though the tour was over, there was always a new adventure that was going to come their way and they were going to do it together.

Next stop: Los Angeles, California.

A/N: Ok, since I wasn't sure what else to do with BTR while they were on tour (since I wasn't doing BTMovie) and because I already did the points that were the most important to our timeline (BTR and DE going to Hawaii and DE announcing their abuse) as well as people wanting to see more BTR, there was a time jump from the last chapter to when BTR are going home. Everything else that you allw would have wanted to see will be shown in flashbacks as the story goes on. Also, there's still gonna be more of PatxJo as it goes on as well.

Constructive Criticism is welcome.

I hope you guys liked it

Cheers,

-Riles

PS – Fun Fact, when I started writing this story, before deciding to start it out with BTR and DE in Hawaii, this was going to be the first chapter.

PPS – Don't forget that some of this story contradicts the last one, but that was only because our timeline hadn't been done for seasons 1 and 2 at that point.