Big Time Ending to a Big Time Vacation

It was a warm night. The sky was clear of clouds and it was as if the stars themselves shined brighter to illuminate the night's significance. The people gathered from far and wide, from all walks of life. This night they all came for this one singular reason. They dressed in glamour and sparkle as was custom for such ceremonies but for this night everyone went the extra mile to look their best. The media attention for this night was greater than anyone could remember. The people involved this night did mind. They knew what this night meant for millions of people around the world. Tonight belonged to them almost as much as to those this event was being held for. They were not mistaken in thinking this. Without invitation or promise of seeing integral to what was happening, thousands upon thousands descended outside the building. They lined the streets, they blocked the alleyways. One could barely move through the crown, they were packed so close together. They were warned that the conditions on the area were too cramped and unsafe but still they came. They came and they waited. No one as much as complained. They stood for hours patiently waiting for a glimpse of their hero. People loved their heroes. They loved having someone to look up to, someone to aspire to. They would wait the whole night if need be just to say in the years to come that they were there when they celebrated the man who taught them to be more that they can be, the one who taught to fight just a little harder, to live a little better. The one who taught them that they could hold in for just one second longer. Seeing that there were so many people and that it would be a shame to deprive them of watching what was happening when they had endured the cramped conditions for hours, the media took it upon themselves to set up large monitors throughout the crowd so that they could at least witness what was happening.

Inside the building was a grand auditorium. It was decorated and furnished to reflect was going to take place. Extra seats had to be added for their seemed to be no end to the celebrities and other influential people who wanted to be present. This did not surprise people in the least. The person being celebrated had touched countless. Both directly and indirectly.

Finally the people started filling their designated seats. Now they all started settling down, a somber attitude started to spread throughout the auditorium. Now that they were away from the cameras and reporters they could allow their emotions to start making their way to the surface. The enormity of what was taking place was breathtaking. Breathtaking but unbelievably terrifying at the same time.

Once everyone was in their proper place music started to fill the auditorium. It was easy enough to recognize. It was one of Big Time Rush's first hits. It was Count On You.

When the song finished the event's host made his way to the center of the stage. As he walked he could already see members of the audience shielding their eyes while trying to wipe away the tears that were forming. Seeing this reaction from so many people he himself started to feel the heavy burden of what he was about to say.

"Good evening." He started out. "Tonight was designated as a celebration but we all feel the heaviness in the air."

He was going to continue but his words started to turn to garble as his throat started to construct with the overwhelming sadness that was radiating from the audience as well as from those outside and the others watching throughout the world. He choked on his words and struggled to continue.

Logan saw this and gestured the others to follow him up to the stage. They thanked the host and told him that they would continue for him since tonight was partly about them.
The cameras trained on the boys faces. Their usual happy and handsome faces looked haggard. They each had deep eye bags from the seemingly endless nights where sleep would not come.

"Thank you all for coming tonight." He swallowed his feelings so that he could say what he needed to. "It means a lot to us that so many came. Not just those here but to those standing outside and the millions more watching. The support you have shown us through the years and continue to show means the world to us."

Logan wrapped his arms around James and Carlos' shoulders and brought them closer to him. "This ceremony while filled with grief and sadness is a celebration. A celebration of a life that has touched so many."

James nodded and continued for him. "Kendall knight...was...is a great man. He loved life, and he loved sharing his with so many. He loved writing music and performing for his fans. It would make him happy to know that his life touched so many of you."

Silence filled the crowd. Many were choking down their own sobs and tears, remembering what Kendall had meant to each of their lives.

Carlos stepped forward. "There was something though that he valued above all else. Something that meant more to him than music and performing or any of that. It was his family."

All eyes turned to Jo and Katie. They were sitting at the from row. Jo's eyes were red and swilled but her tears were not falling. She was trying to be brave for Katie who was crying openly beside her. Her daughter was clutching at her dress in complete agony. Everyone felt for her. It was hard to see someone so young and innocent suddenly thrust into the harsh realities of life.

"Jo, Katie. I know this time is difficult but try to remember that Kendall loved you so much, that you meant to him more than his own life. Try not to regret the time that was lost but live your lives the way that would make him proud. We will keep out promise to him. We will always be there for you." Logan finished and hugged the other two and they in turn made their way down to where Jo and Katie were sitting. The dwindling family huddled together to find what comfort they could.

A video started playing on the stage. It was a video of Kendall's life. From his unruly days in Minnesota to his beginnings in California and then his rise to stardom with his friends and family at his side. It showed Kendall's many accomplishments and how his life affected those around him.

The video ended and there was stunned silence in the room. There wasn't a dry eye left. People started standing up. They applauded and the cheers reverberated throughout the auditorium. It seemed to those gathered that it was louder than possible. It was only then they realized their applause was echoed by those waiting outside.

Eventually people started to file out. They passed Jo, Katie, and the guys as they did. They offered their sympathies and reiterated how much they missed Kendall.

When almost all had gone the members of the small group made their way outside.

They were absolutely stunned by what they saw. There were hundreds if not thousands of people waiting for them. Each held a candle as if to signify that their life was made brighter by Kendall's own life. They were all singing slowly some of Kendall's earlier songs.

Jo held Katie closely to her as she watched and listened to the crowd. She missed her husband but she was so proud of him. He had truly left the world a better place than he had found it.

About a year later Jo and Katie found themselves walking across the grassy path of a cemetery. Unlike the one Jo remembered in high school , she made sure that it was well kept and maintained.

It had been exactly one year since Kendall left their life prematurely. They had decided that every year at this time they would come here and reminisce about their time together.

They reached the spot where Kendall's mom and sister were buried but now there was a third added to it.

Katie cuddled up to her mother again. "I miss him, mommy so much. I wish..."

"Shhh" Jo tried to calm her. "Do not regret what happened. He was happy to do what he did for you be aide he loves you so much."

Katie thought about what her mother said. "It's still okay to miss him?"

"Of course it's okay. I miss him too." Jo whispered to her.

"Tell me the story again please... Of how you first met." Katie begged her.

Jo smiled knowing that it was one of Katie's favorite stories. "It was way back in high school. I was lost and all of a sudden a rude but bumped into me. I was angry at first but when I looked at him I saw the most handsome but sad boy I had ever met..."

A/N Hope that wasn't too much. This doesn't have to be the ending if you guys want I can create an alternate story plot with a much happier outcome. Please review.