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Logan impatiently tapped his fingers on his left thigh, forming a beat that wasn't really making any sense.

On regular days, he would care. But not today.

He was going home today. The closer time got for him to be discharged, the slower time seemed to move.

"Someone's excited," James pointed out as he noticed Logan's jittery demeanor. He and Camille were the ones who would bring Logan home today. The two of them had packed one of Logan's favorite outfits in a duffel bag for him to change into. They all viewed this as a special occasion and felt that Logan deserved to be dressed as such.

In 2J it was decided that Carlos should still stay home until he was better, and that someone needed to stay home and help take care of him. James was shocked when Kendall hastily agreed. On the way to the hospital, though, it finally made sense. After everything that had been going on, Kendall wanted someone to take care of. He needed to do something to make himself feel needed again.

Kendall wanted to take care of others, not to be taken care of.

He wanted to be the leader again.

James wouldn't be surprised if Logan went home and the first thing he tries to do is take care of Carlos as well.

I just wanna go home, Logan wrote in desperation. Why couldn't time just move faster?

Camille chuckled. "You have an hour and a half left," she reminded him. "I think you can live for that much longer." She knew and understood that after being in the hospital for about a month and a half, Logan was probably dying as time went by so slowly.

"Don't worry, little Logie," he said, causing Logan to give him an angry look. James just smiled. "When we go to the apartment, you can relax, for real this time. The guys, Camille, and I are gonna make sure you're comfortable and we're all gonna make sure that you have as much fun as possible to make up for the time you've lost in this place."

Thanks, Logan replied with a shy smile. I can't even BEGIN to imagine what you guys have in store for me.

James rubbed the back of his neck. For starters, he felt that before he could do anything else with Logan, he needed to apologize to Kendall after what happened yesterday. The blonde had acted a bit cold toward James this morning, and James couldn't help but feel like a huge jerk.

"Don't worry, Logan," Camille said, taking one of his hands and holding it. "Time will go by faster than you know."

I sure hope so, he wrote with his free hand. He prayed that time would go faster. He just wanted to be home right now, where he should have been for the past month. But that wasn't the case, and it was all some drunk driver's fault.

Not Kendall's fault, but the drunk driver's fault.

"You hear that, Mom?" Logan said in his head. "The drunk's fault, not Kendall's." Logan released a large sigh.

"But keep in mind, Logan," James began in a serious voice. "We have to pick up your pain meds on the way home. You'll have to be taking them regularly and since they'll make you tired easily we can't do too much, you understand?"

Logan looked down before he sadly nodded. He sighed once again. That's okay, he finally wrote. At least I'll be home. That's all that really matters.

Camille smiled. "And you better be ready to see more of me, mister," she warned playfully. "I'm gonna be making sure that you're taken care of."

James looked at her in mock offense. "You don't think that I can take care of him?" he asked.

"Of course I do," Camille replied, unsure of her answer. "But let's be honest. Who's better at taking care of someone. Three guys, or one awesome girl?"

James looked to Logan. "Help me out, dude!"

Logan quickly pointed to Camille, earning a jaw-drop from James. He could totally take care of Logan...if he knew how.

Logan started writing to defend himself. Girlfriend! was all he could write, figuring that one word could sum up everything.

James just rolled his eyes.

"Speaking of pain meds," Camille spoke up as a sudden thought hit her. She also figured this would be a perfect way to end a battle she had just sparked. "Logan, how's your leg? You were supposed to call me last night but you never did."

Logan nodded. I'm real sorry. I feel asleep right after Dr Wilson checked up on me. He looked to James before he began writing again. My parents called the guys but I guess they forgot to tell you. My leg's fine. She said that I'll be walking with a limp for a while, but it won't hurt me too much. I'll be subject to physical therapy for a while. But other than that, all's well, he finished with a smile, knowing that Camille couldn't resist smiling back.

Doctor Wilson walked in with a smile on her face. She was sad that Logan was leaving, but it made her so happy to see how much he had improved.

The three teenagers in the room became silent as she walked in. "I can tell someone's ready to go," she said cheerfully.

Logan nodded.

"Okay," she replied. "You'll go through a few check ups with me before you leave. Congratulations. You're going home."

Those words were music to Logan's ears.

Kendall and Carlos were in the living room. Kendall was sitting on the couch, while Carlos was laying down, his head resting on Kendall's lap.

"Logie's really coming back today?" Carlos asked, still ecstatic about the whole thing.

Kendall smiled. He knew that Logan was coming back today, but it was nice hearing it out loud. "Yeah, buddy," he answered. He placed his hand on Carlos' forehead, feeling the heat still coming from the sick Latino.

Carlos smiled as well.

"I'm sure he's gonna be very happy being back here," Kendall said, although he couldn't help being nervous.

Ever since Kendall's seizure in the hospital, he noticed how different Logan acted around him. It was as if the smaller boy was constantly in fear of Kendall having another seizure in front of him. Kendall knew that probably wasn't the case. He suspected that Logan felt about everything going on with his friends. Knowing Logan, he probably found ways to blame himself for even the most unrelated things; like Carlos' sickness.

"Do you think everything's gonna be the same again?" Carlos asked after a moment of silence.

Kendall raised an eyebrow and looked down at the Latino in confusion. "What do you mean, Carlos?" he replied.

Carlos sighed. "It's just that...Logie's always sad because he thinks he'll never get his voice back. Will he get his voice back? If he doesn't, what will happen to Big Time Rush? Logie would feel horrible if Big Time Rush ends. Then there's James. He's always tired and stressed out. He barely takes care of himself anymore. And you..." Carlos finally trailed off after his long ramble.

"What?" Kendall asked.

"What?" Carlos asked back.

"What about me?" Kendall asked, demanding an answer from Carlos.

"You and Logie...I can tell that you still blame yourself for everything," Carlos confessed. "And after you...swallowed those pills, Logie was always hard on himself. And when you had that seizure in front of him...he...I don't know. James said that Logie broke down. And you feel bad because you scared Logie like that. It's like a never ending cycle!"

Kendall froze at the sight of Carlos' eyes watering up. There was silence in the living room. "C-Carlos," Kendall spoke up, realizing how big a toll this had on Carlos. "I'm sorry. I didn't-"

"It's okay," Carlos said, cutting Kendall off from whatever he had to say.

"Carlos, I-"

"I said it's okay," Carlos repeated. "I get it, Kendall. You think you're Superman, or something. That you can protect us from everything and when you felt that you've failed, you feel horrible. I get it."

Kendall sighed. "I'd do anything to protect you guys," he said, running his fingers through his hair.

"You say you would, but you haven't," Carlos stated.

Kendall once again looked down at him in confusion. "What?"

"You wanna protect us from everything, but you continue to hurt yourself," Carlos said.

"Carlos, those pills were a one time thing," Kendall reminded him.

"Yeah, physically," Carlos countered. "But you're still hurting yourself mentally. And when you suffer like that, we suffer. Don't you see that?"

Camille was holding the handles of the wheelchair. Logan was still weak and dizzy, and not being on his feet so much in a while had greatly affected him.

For one thing, he needed help getting dressed. It had to be one of the most embarrassing moments of Logan's life. It's not like he had completely forgotten how to get dressed. It was just hard for him to balance and he was quite dizzy. He couldn't stay standing long enough for him to put his pants on. James had to be the one to help hold him up.

James noticed how much weight Logan had lost after being stuck in this hospital. James made a note in his head to make sure to talk to Mama Knight about helping him stuff Logan with delicious food so Logan could gain some weight back.

Camille was holding the wheelchair in front of the small bathroom in Logan's hospital room. She didn't want Logan to travel very far. She knew it was a short distance from the bed to the bathroom, but she could only imagine how much more work Logan would have to do to travel that distance.

The bathroom door opened. James walked out with his arm around Logan's waist, steadying the smaller boy. He eased Logan onto the chair and smiled.

Once Logan sat in the chair, he straightened out his dark blue jeans and adjusted his white cardigan sweater. He was also wearing the bracelet Katie had bought for him, excited to know that he and his friends all had matching bracelets.

"Ready to go, mister?" Camille asked with a smile on her face.

Logan turned his head a little bit and nodded desperately.

"Here ya go, buddy," James said, handing him the stuffed dog Carlos had bought for him. "I packed it in the duffel bag, but figured that you'd like to have it during the car ride."

Logan looked down at the dog before looking to James. He smiled in appreciation.

"Okay, let's get you home," James said with a smile. Camille led the way out the door, gently pushing Logan's wheelchair.

Just like Logan, James and Camille wanted to leave the hospital as much as Logan did. They all wanted to leave and never look back.

Logan shielded his eyes as the sun shone brightly. Being stuck in a hospital room had prevented Logan from enjoying natural lights, instead of artificial, flickering lights.

Logan smiled. There were a lot of things he wanted to do when he got back to the apartment, but a new idea sprang to his mind.

He reached over and gently pulled James' arm, wanting to get the taller boy's attention.

James looked down at him. "Something wrong, Logie?" he asked.

Logan just looked at him, at James quickly got the idea.

"Oh!" James said when realization hit him. He reached into the duffel bag and pulled out Logan's whiteboard and a marker.

Logan gratefully accepted them and began writing. I think I know what I wanna do today.

"What's that?" Camille asked, ready to do any activity that Logan wanted.

Do you think that tonight, we can hang out on the roof and watch the stars? he asked.

James smiled. "Of course we will, buddy," he answered. "And that sounds like the perfect thing to do on you first day back."

Logan grew excited. He missed everything and was glad that he could slowly start getting back into the real world now.

They had reached Camille's sedan.

"Hey, Camille. Why don't I drive and you can stay in the back with Logan?" James suggested as he helped Logan into the backseat.

Camille didn't hesitate in agreeing and joined Logan.

Though the drive to the pharmacy was short, Logan was beginning to fall asleep in the car. Logan had his head resting on Camille's shoulder as the actress ran her fingers through Logan's hair. That, plus the feel of James' smooth driving relaxed Logan, especially since the last time he was in a car, Logan's life had basically shattered.

James parked the car at the pharmacy. He turned around to face Camille and Logan, smiling when he saw Logan fighting sleep.

"I'm gonna pick up his medicines really quick," he announced to Camille, earning a nod from her.

James exited, and the two were left together alone.

"I'm really glad you're coming back home, Logan," Camille began, speaking in a soft voice. "Everyone's been acting so different since your accident. I think your return will help a lotta people. I'm sure everyone's really excited and can't wait to see your face."

Logan knew that Camille were talking about his best friends.

He couldn't help but hope that everything would go back to normal as well.

Camille kissed the top of his head, noticing how much longer Logan's hair had become during his hospital stay. "You need a haircut," she said with a smile.

I don't know, Logan wrote back. "I'm kinda liking this look.

He smiled when he raised his head from off of Camille's shoulder, only to be met by the glaring eyes of said girl.

She sighed. "You better be happy you're cute," she said as she pulled Logan's head back down onto her shoulder.

Logan nodded against her shoulder. I'm very happy, he wrote down.

Camille and Logan sat in a comfortable silence for a few moments until James got back into the car, carrying a paper bag.

"Sorry it took me so long," James breathed out, as he promptly started the car. "I had to also pick up some things for Carlos and when I finally got in line to pay for my stuff, the old guy in front of me insisted that the pharmacy had cheated him out of ten Oxycontin pills. The pharmacist had to count his pills twice." He sighed.

Camille smiled. "It's okay, James," she reassured. "You really weren't one for too long."

Logan nodded in agreement.

"Oh," James said. "I got something for Logan too. I bought him some tea. It's special and good for the throat. He has to drink once a day."

"Well as soon as we get him home," Camille said. "I'll make him some. You boys have honey at the apartment, right?"

"Of course we do," James answered. They couldn't go without that stuff. Carlos loved it too much.

"Perfect," Camille said, glad that she was already finding more opportunities to help Logan.

"Welcome home, honey," Jennifer said to Logan as he, James, and Camille walked in. She gave him a large hug and led him to the couch, where Kendall, Carlos, and Katie were eagerly awaiting him.

Logan looked around the apartment. It was great to be home. He missed this place so much, but it almost seemed unfamiliar to him. He had grown so used to the bland, hospital scene that coming home to a place full of comfort and color seemed new.

Katie hugged Logan first. Logan held her tiny body tight.

"I'm so happy you're back," Katie whispered.

"I missed you," Logan wanted to reply to her. But he couldn't, so he held her closer.

Carlos grew impatient and wrapped his arms around the two. Logan smiled, accepting Carlos' childish hug.

Finally, the three of them separated. Logan looked to Kendall, who stared back at him. The two of them were frozen, staring into each others tired and nervous eyes. The entire apartment was silent, with everybody else in the apartment wondering why the two of them were hesitating.

Kendall was the first to make a move. He closed the gap between him and Logan. He pulled Logan to him, holding him with all his might. Logan quickly mimicked the action, smiling as a stray tear fell from his eye.

"Welcome home, buddy," Kendall whispered in Logan's ear.

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