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Time Wasting

Logan slowly enters 2J. "Katie, Carlos? Is anyone home?" He calls. But then…

Logan feels something come in contact with the back of his head. He falls forward; instantly knocked out.

Carlos is standing behind Logan with his hockey stick in hand. Katie appeared out of the end of the swirly slide. "Idiot!" She hissed. "You knocked Logan out!"

Carlos winces. "Sorry, I just thought that-"

Kendall, James, and Mrs. Knight walk through the door after Logan. "Hey guys- why is Logan on the floor?" Kendall exclaims as he balances himself with his new crutches.

Katie sighs. "Carlos here thought Logan might have been someone breaking in and knocked him out with a hockey stick."

Carlos tossed his hockey stick off in a random direction. "What? Are you crazy, I didn't do that," He babbles.

James shrugs and makes his way slowly over to the couch. He sits down and rests his crutches against the cushions. "Does it really matter?" James snaps.

"Are...are you okay?" Mrs. Knight asks; her eyes flickering with concern.

The tall boy blinks down at his feet. He is silent for the longest time. "I-I just don't know what we're gonna do about Griffin..." James' hazel gaze is helpless when he looks back up. "I-I mean...why did he fire us?"

Katie thinks she sees her brother flinch slightly. "I don't know; Griffin can be so weird," She says.

"Well, whatever it is; I'm sure we'll find a way to stay in LA..." Kendall said with a small nod. "A-and fix everything..." He adds in a quieter voice.

"How are you so sure?" Carlos questions curiously.

Kendall shrugs. "I just...Just trust me," He answers. Katie thinks she can hear defense in his tone.

They all turn when they hear a groan. It's Logan. "Ugh, what happened?" He muttered as he wobbly rises to his feet.

Mrs. Knight steps forward and helps Logan up. "Carlos thought you were going to hurt him or Katie, so he..." It was easy to tell she was trying to choke back laughter. "He hit you in the back of the head with a hockey stick."

Logan feels the back of his head with his hand. He groans again. "Carlos! Did you really have to do that-ow! Sheesh it hurts...what? Did you hit me with a hockey stick made of steel or something?"

Carlos shrugs innocently. "I was just trying to protect Katie."

Logan shakes his head. His eyes close shut for a few moments. "I'm going to get an ice pack or something," The brunette murmurs as he walks into the kitchen.

Kendall glances over to the smaller boy. They both exchange an unreadable expression. Katie is almost sure she see's her blonde brother give Logan the slightest nod. It was so small though; she is arguing with the fact the nod may have never occurred.

Kendall said, "I think..." He looks back over to Logan. "I'm gonna go to our room...my leg hurts."

James grabs his crutches again and stands up. "Yeah, my leg is kinda sore too." James follows Kendall as they both limp towards their rooms.

Logan holds a pack of ice to the back of his head as he sits at the kitchen counter. "Where did James and Kendall go?"

"They're both resting in their rooms," Mrs. Knight answers.

Carlos turns to her. "Hey, Mrs. Knight, can I hang out by the pool; you know, now that you're back?"

She nods and Carlos bursts past her, and out the door. Logan smiles to himself. "I'm going to go to my room too; I'm starting to get a head ache."

Mrs. Knight shrugs and nods. Once Logan is out of earshot, Katie complains, "Well, now what am I going to do?"

"You can go down to the pool with Carlos," Mrs. Knight suggests.

Katie sighs. "Nah...I think I'll just play some video games or something." She walks into the living room and grabs her DSI from cabinet under the television.

As Logan heads to his and Kendall's room, he spots something on top of the dresser in Mrs. Knight and Katie's room. He carefully enters.

And he seems them.

The notes.

Logan glances cautiously around before grabbing them.

Afterwards, he slowly enters his own room. "You feeling better?" Logan asks Kendall.

Kendall looks up from his bed. "Yeah...well, sort of..."

Logan sits at the edge of his (Kendall's) bed. "Kendall, why didn't you tell me about these." He sets the letters down.

The taller boy's green eyes widen. Before he can speak, Logan puts in, "Your father and I meant for you to get these."

Kendall bites his bottom lip. "Oh..."

Logan let's out a long breath. "Yeah." They both exchange a glance and share a small laugh.

"Logan..." Kendall begins.

The brunette takes the letters and puts them back in his pocket. "What is it?"

"When will it all be over?"

Logan puts his head on one side and crosses his arms over his chest. "What do you mean by, 'when will it all be over?'"

Kendall sits up. "When are we going to finally be safe from Griffin? When will everything...everything that had happened; be over?"

Logan's dark brown gaze seems to look right through Kendall. "No one is sure..."

"I was afraid you'd say that."

A sad smile comes to Logan's face. "I get it...I mean I know how you feel..." He adds in a voice to quiet for Kendall to hear, "And I think I can do something about it..."

Logan paces outside the entrance of the Palmwoods. He waits for someone to pick up on the other line.

"Hello? Logan?"

Logan is relieved when he hears Mr. Knight's voice is heard. "Kendall is miserable, he wants it all to end..." the brunette adds, "Can you...can you possibly speak with him? Or at least let him see you? All he's seen is a man in a dark hoodie."

Mr. Knight does not respond.

"Fine. I'll meet with him," He finally says.

Logan smiles widely. "Thanks Mr. Knight, this is going to mean a lot to Kendall."

Alright, that was kinda belch...

Okay, so I'd say I'm going to have only two more chapters after this, then an epilogue =)