A/N: Merry Christmas!

Disclaimer: Don't own BTR

James' POV

I wake up to find Logan drawing in the sand. His back is towards me, so I can't see what he's drawing.

"Yo, Loges. Whatcha drawing?" I ask him. He doesn't answer me and I remember last night. "crap," I mutter under my breath. I walk up to him and look over his shoulder. He's writing, not drawing. It says: "Good Morning."

"Morning Logan," I say, regardless. I sit down next to him, startling him, but once he realizes it's just me he relaxes. He points to the words in the sand and I smile. I pick up the stick he was using and write something too.

"Can you still speak?" He looks at the sand and nods his head yes. I pass the stick to him and he writes:

"I want to save my voice for Kendall." I must look puzzled because he adds: "I can't tell how loud I talk. I don't like yelling." I understand now. Because he can't hear when people are talking to him, he can't tell how loud he's talking, and being loud is definitely a thing Logan doesn't like. I use my finger to write:

"Ok, let's go see him." I get up and offer my hand to him, which he gladly takes and we both walk to the cave. Kendall is out cold once again. Logan walks over to him and immediately squats next to him. Those two, I swear. They are inseparable.

"How is he?" I ask, but he doesn't answer me. This is gonna take some getting used to. I walk over and squat next to them. Logan had his hand on Kendall's chest. I stared at Kendall and his chest, watching it rise and fall rhythmically. Honestly, I'm in utter shock that Kendall has lasted this long. I thought he was gonna go the day this whole thing happened; when the captain slammed him against that tree. I look at him now: so broken and pretty much lifeless. This is my best friend. He won this trip for me and Carlos a while back, what maybe a month and a half ago? I don't know, I don't even know what day it is. All I know is, things are so different now. A month ago, I hated Logan's guts. I was practically afraid of him too with all the stories Carlos told me. And now, here I am next to him, pretty much crying because he can no longer hear. Kendall's life is hanging by a thread, I killed a man because I can't control my anger, and my over thinking is bringing on a headache. I motion to Logan pointing to the opposite side of the cave, letting him know that I'm taking a nap, even though I just woke up. He nods, and almost instantly, I am asleep.

Kendall's POV

Those swirls of orange and pink and green have returned but I don't hear my mom's lullaby anymore. I hear someone crying. I can't recognize the voice though. I'd prefer the lullaby though. That was more comforting. I feel some sort of pressure but I can't tell if it is on my head or my feet or anywhere on me exactly. The colors I see are swirling around faster and faster now, and the pressure is becoming more and more unbearable. Soon, the colors that were once green and pink and orange become a faint yellow, but that yellow turns into something even weirder. I'm looking at a ceiling made of rock I think. And the incredible pressure I feel is definitely on my ribcage. And it hurts like hell. My eyes are open and I blink a few times. I'm feeling a little groggily. The source of the pressure is someone leaning on me and the crying I am hearing belongs to a person.

"Stop crying," I mutter, but I don't think that person can hear me. I try to rub my eyes and sit up, but the pain is too much. The person leaning on me is Logan. He looks so sad.

"You're awake," he yells at me. I flinch at his volume. I think he senses this because he puts his hand over his mouth.

"I'm awake?" I repeat/ask myself. "How long have I been asleep?" Logan doesn't answer. He just looks at me.

"About 3 days," I hear James reply. I turn my head slightly and I see him getting up. He looks like he recently got woken up. "I'm so glad you're okay now, I was so worried that you were gonna die Kendall."

"The only place I plan on going is home. And you and Logan are coming with me. Wait, you said three days?" I ask him.

"Yeah, you were awake for a little bit yesterday but then you blacked out again." He says. I just nod.

"Can you help me up?" I ask Logan. He tilts his head a little bit, kinda like a dog does.

"Kendall, Logan lost his hearing." James says to me warily. I can feel my eyes widen.

"What do you mean he lost his hearing?" I ask.

"I'm honestly not sure how it happened. Last night I ran here to you because I heard Logan calling me. Once I got here only you were here so I ran out to find him and I ended up finding him by the water. He couldn't hear. I assumed he fell from the cliff-"

"Whoa whoa wait, what cliff? What are you talking about James?" I interrupt him.

"Logan and I have been hanging by a ledge we found. It's got a killer view of the island, but I think he might have fallen off the side of it."

"How would that have hurt his hearing?" I ask, perplexed.

"Well, if you hit your head hard enough, I'm sure it could damage something." He says to me.

"Oh my God," I whisper. I look over at Logan. "I'm so sorry Logan," I whisper. I think he understood what I said because he wrapped me up in a light hug. I wave my hand in front of his face and he seems to know what I mean. He grabs me lightly and James grabs my other side and they move me into a sitting position. I wince a little bit but as long as I don't move, or breathe, or do anything, I don't feel much pain. "So, what have you guys been up to all this time?"

"Well, we've been trying to stay alive I guess you could say. But mostly we've been making sure you're okay," James says to me. I blush a little bit.

"Guys, I'm so sorry. About everything. I've ruined our vacation. If only I hadn't begged you two to go on that stupid boat ride at the pier; none of this would have ever happened." I look at Logan who I think is trying to hide his confusion. "I'm so sorry Logan. I can't believe I hurt you. I could kill that captain." I cross my arms over my chest trying to hide the fact that I'm in terrible pain.

"Yeah Kendall, about that, I already kinda took care of that," James said to me. I just looked at him puzzled.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, after he slammed you against the tree, you remember that don't you?" I vaguely do so I nod my head. "I threw a fishing spear through his chest." My mouth unconsciously flies open.

"What?" I ask "You…killed him?" James hangs his head and nods. "Oh my God," was all I managed to get out. "Where is he? What did you do with him?"

"Don't worry about that. Logan and I took care of him. We floated him out to sea. I even said a few words to him." James said to me. I know I should feel some sort of remorse but is it weird that I feel relief? Because that's all I feel. I don't let it show though. Instead I let out a sigh, which hurts.

"A lot can go down in three days, huh?" I say. James smiles slightly and Logan looks as confused as ever, but I motion him over for a hand squeeze to let him know that I haven't completely forgotten he was here.

"Man, I'm starving," I say.

"We've got plenty to eat," James says. "We raided the captain's boat and found tons of food and supplies."

"Well, hit me up," I say. James motions for Logan and they both exit the cave. Moments later they return with some cans.

"Eat up," James says to me, opening a can of fruit cocktail and hands it to me. We splurge on fruit and soup until we can no longer hold anything else down.

"I haven't eaten that good since the first night here," I say. James sighs.

"Tonight actually feels like a pretty good night. Glad to have you back buddy." He says. Logan smiles, completely unaware of what we are saying, but wanting to be involved.

"Come here Logan," I motion my arms to him ignoring the pain. He comes over and I guide him over to my lap. I want to cradle him I love him so much. "Despite all that's going on, I'm actually having a good night for once."

"Me too," James says. Logan falls asleep shortly and my legs seem to have gone numb so James moves him to my side. James and I make small talk all night and it really feels good to be back to my senses. It seems I've missed a lot but James does his best to fill me in on everything I've missed. I feel terrible that they had to deal with me slipping in and out of consciousness but I also feel really blessed to have two amazing friends no, brothers, that I know I can count on to take care of me no matter what lies ahead.

*Just an update: you will find out about the blood in the next chapter. I didn't forget ;)