Heeellooo :) What time is it? Well whether you're in the same time zone as me, or even if you're in a different one, the time is still the same for all of us…it's update time! Haha ok, I'll stop now :P

Logan's stomach cringed as he lied listless on the bedroom floor. Puke spilled from the corners of his mouth. The coughing fits still came strong even when he was passed out…things were bad. Somebody needed to help him now, because he was too sick to save himself. Please Kendall. Please.

Meanwhile, Kendall turned over on the couch in his sleep. His head was pounding with worry. What if Logan wasn't going to get better? What if something bad happened? Kendall was in shock. Pure shock. He was paralyzed with fear. Whooping cough caused two things that could kill Logan; dehydration and not being able to breathe anymore. Kendall honestly couldn't move. He was scared. Nervous. Afraid. Something told him to get up and check on Logan, but his body wouldn't let him.

Logan's coughing spell became too powerful. Logan shot up from the floor and coughed harder. His lungs were closing up. He couldn't breathe. He was dehydrated. He was alone. Logan hacked up more saliva into his arm. His throat flipped from the coughing, causing him to vomit all over himself. His stomach squeezed and twisted, making poor Logan even more sick.

"Kenny…Kenny…please…" Logan said in a quiet voice, his weak body couldn't produce anything louder.

He coughing was becoming fatal, Logan couldn't breathe. He only had enough time to put his hand on his wrist and feel his dangerously slow pulse.

"Kenny…I-lo-ve…-y-you…" Logan mumbled before collapsing again.

Kendall jumped of the couch. He heard coughing, and he knew it was Logan. Kendall dashed up the stairs and slammed the door open.

"Logan!" Kendall dropped to the floor next to his friend, "Logan…please…" Kendall begged. Was he too late?

Kendall didn't want to have to do this…but without thinking he slapped Logan across the face. Nothing.

(This is partially from my hypothermia sickfic where Kendall gives Logan CPR if it sounds somewhat familiar)

Kendall pinched Logan's nose firmly and sealed his lips around Logan's mouth, breathing out hard, until he saw that Logan's chest rose. Kendall kept his mouth connected to Logan's until he saw that Logan was breathing on his own again.

"…Logie?" Kendall lifted Logan into his arms.

Logan's eyes blinked open, "K-Kenny ish hursh (it hurts) "Logan slurred in between coughs.

"What hurts, Logan?" Kendall asked with concern, holding his small uneasy friend in his arms.

"My -cough- ch -cough- chest -cough- and -cough- -cough- -cough- stom -cough- stomach." Logan hacked.

Kendall saw the pile of throw up on the floor besides his bed and all over Logan. Didn't the doctor say something about persistent vomiting being bad? Yes! He said to take Logan to the ER if that happened.

"Logan, I'm going to help you get cleaned up, and then we are going to the Emergency Room."

Kendall sat Logan down on the bed and got a washcloth. Kendall wrapped it around his finger and dabbed Logan's chin and mouth. He helped Logan get out of his dirty clothes. The only stuff Kendall had for Logan to borrow was huge on his small friend. The big fuzzy sweater swallowed Logan up, along with the sweat pants that kept falling down to his ankles. Kendall tied the string of the sweat pants, hoping they'd stay up now. Logan's pale face was tinted red from coughing so hard. He rested his head into his palms, being so horribly exhausted. Nausea swirled around in Logan's stomach from before…

"Kenny, I want to go to sleep now, I'm tired." Logan was just happy he was done coughing, for now at least.

"You can right now, Bear…I don't want you to get dehydrated…we're going to the ER." Kendall replied.

"Kenny, I'm tired." Logan sobbed.

"I know, Logie…please stop crying though…you can sleep on the way there."

"You don't have a car, Kenny."

"We're going to walk to the bus station, Logie." Kendall added.

"Walk?" Logan croaked, "I'm tired." Tears stung Logan's eyes and rolled down his cheeks.

"I'm going to carry you, Logie, don't worry." Kendall cooed as he put his arms out from Logan.

Logan wrapped his arms around Kendall's neck, and his legs around Kendall's waist, holding on with all of his strength. Logan let out a small sigh and rested his head on Kendall's shoulder. Wind blew in their faces as they walked down the street. Kendall hugged Logan close to his body for warmth.

"Shh…it's all going to be ok…shh…" Kendall soothed, trying to calm his hopelessly worried friend.

Reivew…maybe? Haha :)

xoxo

~EMiLY