OMWGNOTE: So I sincerely hope you enjoyed the small angst break last chapter because…well…it's back. It's back at full force, man. I honestly think the only chapters that I've written in this story that haven't ended with me overdosing on angst are chapters one, ten, and twenty. Maybe two. But seriously…that's kind of really sad.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Big Time Rush or any characters affiliated with the show.

21. Doctor Logan

Several hours later, James groggily opened his eyes to find himself surrounded in darkness. He frowned at the wall he was facing when he realized that he had a horrible case of nap mouth, that gross feeling one gets in their mouth after taking a nap. He tried to swallow the feeling away and then turned away from the wall and rolled over onto his back, craning his neck to glance at the alarm clock on his bedside table. His eyes widened when he realized that it was only one minute until midnight.

Groaning quietly, he pushed himself into a sitting position, running a hand through his hair. Apparently his new medication made him more tired than he thought because he had slept most of his day away. At least it had knocked him out long enough so that he didn't have nightmares. In fact, James had dreamt about prancing through a field of flowers with Logan, who had turned into a rabbit. Obviously his pills made him crazy while unconscious as well.

And glancing at the clock again, which had just changed to midnight, he realized that he had missed lunch and dinner. Just thinking about the two meals he missed made his stomach growl. His gaze traveled over to Kendall's bed, where said boy was snoring softly and looked to be drooling. He vaguely remembered his friend and roommate coming into their room to try and wake James to get him to eat something. James had responded with smacking Kendall in the face and saying something about how Kendall's eyebrows would eat James if his friend didn't leave. Chuckling at the blurry memory, James got out of bed, blindly walking across the room to the door. He knew he should be using his crutches but he honestly didn't care where they were at the moment. Besides, he was only up to get some food.

He had forgotten how messy the floor was of his room and just before he reached the door, he stumbled over one of Kendall's many pairs of Vans. Fortunately he didn't fall to the ground, but he still sent a glare in his sleeping friend's direction.

But James wasn't hurt and so he stopped glaring and stepped out of the room, quietly walking through the apartment and into the kitchen. He made a beeline for the refrigerator, where he found a plate of dinosaur shaped chicken with mac and cheese and a glass of chocolate milk.

He smiled brightly and retrieved the plate and the glass from their shelf, setting the glass down on the kitchen counter. He stole a stegosaurus-shaped chicken from the plate, munching on it happily as he put the remainder of his food into the microwave and set a time. As he chewed on the head of his dinosaur, he discovered that dinosaur shaped chicken was really good when it was eaten cold.

Just as he killed the last of the chicken dinosaur by eating it, the microwave beeped and he quickly took his food out, trying not to make noise as to not wake anyone in the house up. Then he sat down at the counter, eating his meal quickly so that he could get back to bed. Despite having slept for several hours, James was still very tired and he didn't want to get into a strange sleeping pattern. The boys would return to the studio next week and James wanted to be alert for they would be working very hard on the album.

He soon finished his food and downing the rest of his chocolate milk, placed his dishes in the sink. Smiling happily, James started making his way back to he and Kendall's room. He no longer had to deal with hunger and as an added bonus, he wasn't feeling any pain even though the medication he had taken had surely worn off by now.

James carefully opened the door to his room, shutting it softly behind him so that he wouldn't wake Kendall. But since it was still dark and he had no idea where he was going, he was bound to run into something. And when he did, the noise he made would prove that his efforts to be quiet were made in vain.

Almost immediately upon entering the room James walked right into the corner of his dresser. It would have hurt him normally no matter what, but unfortunately the corner had hit right where Rick had stabbed James a month previous. Something as sharp as the corner of the dresser hitting his still healing wound was almost as bad as getting stabbed the first time.

James made a loud noise of discomfort and noticed that the sound caused Kendall to stir a little bit. To his relief the noise didn't wake his sleeping friend and James tried to put the pain aside, clutching his abdomen as he travelled across the room back to his bed.

But again James was unlucky and tripped on one of the many pairs of shoes Kendall had littering the floor. This time he wasn't able to regain his balance and he was sent crashing to the floor. James cried out again, this time louder, and it definitely got Kendall to wake. James glanced through tear-filled eyes as his friend sat up in bed.

"James?" His friend asked sleepily, looking around the room. It was stupid of him because his vision was still clouded with sleep and the entire room was pitch black.

The boy in question rolled over onto his back, staring towards the direction of Kendall's voice. "Help," he whined, his voice sounding pathetic and pain-filled to his own ears.

Kendall was immediately wide-awake after hearing the pain evident in his friend's tone. He untangled himself out of his covers in a hurry, scrambling to get out of his bed and over to wherever James was in their messy room. Surely it wouldn't be that hard to find another human being in a dark room, but Kendall figured that he would find James using his sight, not tripping over his friend.

James' pain was amplified as Kendall fell on top of him, most of his friend's weight finding itself pressing against James' source of distress. Again James cried out, this time feeling tears escape from the corners of his eyes and run along his temple before disappearing into his hair. He ignored the urge to wipe the wetness they left on his face and instead pushes Kendall off of him forcefully, leaving the blonde boy to go rolling in a pile of discarded shoes and clothes.

Once Kendall is off of him James turns his head to the side, burying his head into the ground and letting out a groan that is muffled by the carpet. Suddenly he's bathed in light and he squeezes his eyes shut, clenching his teeth as Kendall reappears at his side.

"James?" He asks, resisting the desire to touch his friend. James is obviously in pain and the last thing Kendall wants to do is make it worse. When James doesn't answer him, Kendall tries again. "James, where does it hurt?"

But James can't answer him. The pain is almost as excruciating as when he first received the wound. James' mind is suddenly clouded with the image of Rick, his knife digging deep into James and twisting while inside, molding his skin into something jagged and unnatural. James remembered how horrible it felt, how he just wanted the knife that was intruding his body to go away. In response to Kendall, James only whimpered. He hated sounding pathetic but that's what he was for the moment.

Kendall's mind was reeling. He had no idea what to do and that's what bothered him. Kendall lived to help his friends but his strong points could not be found in the medical field. "Do you need your pills?" Kendall asked desperately. Pills were something that Kendall could provide him with.

James whimpered again but nodded, turning over on his side and sort of curling into a ball. Kendall smiled in relief but just as quickly as it had come, the smile faded. His eyes flashed to the clock and back to James. He tried to rack his memory of when Logan had given him the pills, what time he had written down in that pocket-sized book he always carried around with him, but every time Kendall tried to recall the time his mind drew a blank.

He was pretty sure that James was in the clear for taking another pill but he wasn't sure. It was well past midnight and if only Kendall could remember the first time James took a dose he would be okay. Kendall would just give him another pill to stop his friend's suffering but Kendall had an aunt who died from a drug overdose and since then, he had always been careful with pain killers. He didn't want there to be any possibility for James to overdose.

"I'm going to go get Logan," Kendall said quickly, lightly placing his hand on James' shoulder. James nodded and Kendall said, "Alright, be right back."

He knew that he was making a little too much noise for it being close to one in the morning but Kendall didn't care. Kendall didn't even care that he was going to be waking Logan and probably Carlos from a good night's sleep. The only thing that mattered was James because their friend was in pain and it was partly Kendall's fault.

Kendall did not hesitate in bursting the door open to Logan and Carlos' room and immediately turning on the light, exposing both of the sleeping boys. Logan stirred instantaneously and it took only a few seconds for his eyes to flutter open.

Logan squinted, trying to adjust to the sudden brightness in the room. "Kendall, wha—"

"James," Kendall said, interrupting what Logan was going to say. It was like their friend's name meant that there was a free math seminar currently happening downstairs, because Logan was suddenly in a haste to get the hell out of his bed. Like Kendall, he got a bit tangled in the sheets and his foot was caught as he was trying to get up. This ended up causing him to fall flat on his face, which in turn caused Carlos to wake up. But Logan payed no mind to his clumsiness and followed Kendall out of the room, and several moments later a disoriented Carlos was in tow.

They all found themselves in the doorway to James and Kendall's room and while Kendall and Carlos remained there, Logan rushed forward and was immediately at James' side.

"What happened?" He demanded, and for someone who woke up less than two minutes ago, Logan was being extremely level-headed at the moment.

James winced but finally found his voice to explain what happened. "I went to get something to eat and when I came back it was really dark," He said through his clenched teeth. "I rammed into the dresser because I couldn't see and the corner hit me right where Rick stabbed me. Then I tripped over Kendall's shoe and fell down which made it worse and then Kendall fell on top of me and now it feels like I'm getting stabbed all over again."

After James finished Logan's eyes glanced up to the clock. It was exactly fifteen minutes until one. He racked his brain and soon realized that James was due for another pill a little over three hours ago.

He turned to his friends. "Carlos, go into the bathroom and get the orange bottle of James' pills from the medicine cabinet. They'll say James' name on them, so try not to get them confused with Kendall's allergy medication. You might want to get a glass of water, too," He informed his friend. Carlos nodded, disappearing into the hallway. "Kendall, help me get James onto his bed."

His blonde friend nodded as well, finding himself by Logan's side and helping James get into a sitting position. James groaned at the movement and soon, after only slight protest and a few whines from James, Kendall and Logan had him standing. They carefully walked James over to his bed and helped him lay down. James sighed when his head hit the pillow, the slight movement Kendall and Logan made him make causing him to become exhausted.

"Okay, James," Logan said. "I just need to check your wound real quick to make sure that it isn't bleeding."

James nodded but reluctantly moved his hands away from his abdomen. Pressing his hands there made his discomfort less intense and now he felt the pain flare in his abdomen more, causing him to let out a hiss.

Logan, noticing James was uncomfortable, tried to be as careful with his friend as possible. He slowly lifted up James' shirt, revealing the injury that was causing his friend so much trouble. It wasn't bleeding but the jagged line was an angry red and definitely looked irritated. He gently ran his fingers over it but immediately pulled back when James winced and produced more tears.

Pulling down James' shirt for him, Logan said, "There's not much I can do until Carlos comes back."

James nodded, obviously still in pain. Just then, Carlos returned with a glass of water and thankfully, the correct medication. He handed the bottle to Logan who poured one tablet in his hand, mentally noting the time on the clock. Carlos handed the glass to James and with the assistance of Kendall, he sat up and took the pill from Logan, downing it and most of the water in one gulp.

Now it was just a matter of waiting until the pills kicked in. Logan, Kendall and Carlos sat by James' side for at least a half an hour until James' tears slowed. It took another fifteen minutes for James to fall asleep, and when he did the boys all let out a collective sigh.

None of them liked to see James in pain and this was the worst it had gotten since the actual incident. Bidding Kendall a pair of goodnights, Carlos and Logan quietly left the room to return to their own.

Kendall ran a hand through his hair and gently eased himself off of James' bed. He looked around the room at the mess he had made over the past few weeks and sighed again, bending down to retrieve one pair of shoes. It took him several minutes but soon Kendall had cleaned the entire room. It was now not a safety hazard for anyone to walk through the room and Kendall was glad. He definitely didn't want another repeat of tonight.

It was late when Kendall finally shut off the light and collapsed into his bed, falling into an uneasy sleep.

OMWGNOTE: What did I say about the angst. WHAT DID I SAY. ABOUT THE ANGST? That was intense. Don't even deny it, man. It was so intense that right now I bet you want to explode.

FUN FACT: This is the first chapter to be written in one sitting. And now it's midnight so I'm going to bed.

Four chapters left.

I miss the man. D: