A/N—Time for another update of this story. It is slowly wrapping up, but I think I counted 5 or 6 more chapters after this one, so there's still a ways to go. Thanks to those who stuck with it and are still reading! :)

Sharing a bed with Carlos was an...interesting experience. Logan had done the same with Don (and James, though technically they were the same person) and found it pleasant enough. But while Don's habit was to cuddle into Logan when cold or upset, with Carlos it was more like being enveloped to the point of suffocation. Once Logan figured out a way to free his face and be comfortable, he enjoyed having Carlos near. The worst thing about it was his body's constant reaction to the feel of Carlos against him, but he could blame that on science if it was ever addressed; he couldn't control his body during sleep and dreams, right?

He woke refreshed and full of energy, then showered and prepared breakfast. Carlos proved to be a difficult one to wake up, being a heavy sleeper, and it was only the promise of pancakes that got him out of bed. After breakfast, Logan showed Carlos everything he might need around the house, then offered him the spare key and told him to bring over whatever he wanted to. It was a big step for Logan, who needed to retain control in his house more than anywhere else, but he didn't regret his offer. That might be a different story when he came home to find things had changed drastically.

You can do this, Logan. Give him a place to feel safe.

That thought followed Logan all the way to work. Once there, he was able to focus on the next problem—was he actually going to quit this job? Yes, he was pretty sure. It was a scary thought, as he'd had this job since graduating college and had been scouted for it before that, but James had gotten out. Of course the only reason they'd approved James' exit easily was because he'd be losing all memories of his past, including sensitive information about the agency. Logan would retain everything. Still, he'd find a way.

Don called right as Logan was heading to the cafeteria for lunch. Logan ignored the call and texted that he'd get back to him in a few minutes. Once he'd purchased a sandwich and fruit, he took that and a bottle of water out to his car for the conversation. Don answered the return call immediately.

"Hey, sorry, is this a bad time?"

"No, not at all," Logan smiled. "I just wanted to buy my lunch first. I'm now in my car and free to talk. How are you? How's Kendall?"

"I'm great. Like...I don't even know how this is my life because it's too perfect. Kendall's on his way to the school right now to finalize everything for the job. He got it."

"Somehow I thought he might," Logan smirked. "When does he start?"

"I'm not sure, but I know he needs time to move and stuff so he'll probably tell them a few weeks. They offered him less than what he's making at his current place, and he said he doesn't care as long as he gets to live with me. I mean that's sweet, but I think they're taking advantage of him. So I told him to push for more. At least what he's making now. He deserves that, you know?"

"Yeah," Logan agreed. "And if they're desperate, they'll pay it."

"Right. If not, there are other jobs. I'm doing okay on money, I can support him for a while. But he really wants this one, so I hope it works out."

"It will. How are things at the hotel?"

"Oh, dude! Derek's putting me in charge! Like...he's retiring and putting me in charge of the whole restaurant! Nick's gonna run the bar, but basically I'm the boss. Can you believe that? I've only been there for like...four months or something! I think he's nuts but he says he trusts me to take care of everything."

"I think he's right, Don. You love that place and you won't want to make a thousand changes like someone else would."

"No way, it's perfect the way it is. The locals love it and so do the tourists. It's got that quaint charm thing going for it, you know? And the food is fantastic. He told me the most important thing is that I have to spend a little extra for quality ingredients and not try to cut costs on the food. And last night we had a meeting with the manager of the hotel, so I feel better about that since he likes me and we'll be working together. I guess it's official."

"Sounds like it. I'm so glad everything is working out for you. I know how scary it was to not remember your past, but—"

"You know what, Logan? I'm over that. The life I'm living right now, with Kendall...there's no way anything could ever compare to it. Whatever I left behind can't be as good as this. I'm sure there will always be a part of me that wonders, but I don't really need to know. This right here...this is all I need. The only thing that would make this better is if you moved here. Then I'd have everything."

Logan held his silence, feeling guilty for the change of heart on that.

"Logan? I know you were thinking about that. What happened?"

A lot. A lot happened. "Things here have shifted. Remember the guy I told you about?"

"Your best friend's boyfriend that you're in love with?"

"Right. They broke up."

Don gasped. "What?! Dude, oh my god! Are you going for it?"

"I'm...it's..."

"Logan, come on! You'd be stupid not to! Fate is opening that door for you!"

"It's not that easy, okay? He still thinks of me as just a friend. And I'm fine with that."

"No you're not, you're lying to yourself. Make a fucking move, man!"

"He's moving in with me."

Don was stunned. When he found his voice, he said, "Wow, now that's a move."

"No, Don, it's not like that. He's lonely and—"

"And you're lonely and you're already in love with the guy. Don't tell me it's not gonna go anywhere."

"It's not, though. We slept in the same bed last night and nothing happened."

"Did you try for something?"

"No, of course not. He trusts me. As a friend."

"Okay, well...yeah, that's not gonna last."

"Don, don't get my hopes up. I can't afford that emotionally. Let me just—"

"Logan, let it happen. He's vulnerable right now and needs someone. Be that someone."

"No, I don't want to be a rebound. I mean, part of me is so desperate I'd take it, but that will make it harder when he moves on to someone he actually wants to be with."

"And why can't that person be you?"

"Because if it was meant to be, it would've been from the start. Instead, he went for my friend. The very first time we saw him, it was my friend he wanted."

"So? People change. He obviously didn't get what he wanted from your friend or they'd still be together."

"That wasn't his choice, though. It was my buddy who ended things."

"And where is he now, Logan? Where did fate stick him after that didn't work out? In your home, dude. There's a reason for that."

"Right, and it's because I asked him to move in. It's me, making that choice."

"Did you also make him say yes? Did you force him?"

"No, but—"

"Then it's just as much his choice. All I'm saying is you have the opportunity. Why not take it?"

"Because he trusts me. He feels safe with me. I won't ruin that. I'd rather have him as just a friend than as nothing at all."

Don sighed, knowing Logan wasn't going to budge on this. "You know, I can sort of understand that logic, but when I think about Kendall and how I'd feel in that position...there's no way I could have him as just as a friend. I think it would be worse to have that, to see him every day and know he didn't love me, than to not see him at all."

Don't I know it. "I...think we're two very different people. You have to remember that I've spent the past...what, five months? Almost six? Watching him with someone else. I'm used to it, Don. It's easier for me than it would be you."

"Whatever, man. I'll just sit here and wait for the day you call me and tell me it happened. Because I know it will. You're a good guy and he sees that or he wouldn't be moving in with you. He clearly values your friendship."

"I know he does. That's never been in question."

"He won't be able to resist you for long. Trust me on that. I mean, I was making a move on you less than a week after we...okay, I guess we didn't meet then, but you get what I'm saying, right? You think you're this boring nerdy type, and you're not wrong, but I don't think you realize you're also really hot at the same time. It's weird."

"Um...thank you?"

"You're welcome," Don laughed. "When are you gonna bring him out here to meet me? I need to make sure this guy is good enough for you. And you have to meet Kendall!"

The truth was on the tip of Logan's tongue; he'd have to tell Don eventually that he already knew Kendall, right? Now wasn't the time, though. "We'll figure it out. I need to get back to work. Everything's good over there?"

"I told you, it's perfect. Like I'm living in a dream world. Kendall should be back in about an hour. We're gonna spend some time on the beach, get some dinner...and then I'm gonna keep him in bed all night. I can't fucking wait. Is it bad that we have sex so much? Kendall says it's a good thing. And it's not like that's all there is between us. I know it probably sounds like that, but we spend a lot of time just talking, too. We have a lot in common."

"I think if you're both happy, there's nothing wrong with it. As long as you're both getting what you need and are open with each other, you'll be great. Enjoy your time together now before he has to go back to work."

"I know, that's gonna suck! I'll be working a lot of evenings and he'll be working days. When will we see each other?"

"You'll figure it out. Once Derek is gone, you can set your own schedule. Doesn't he work mostly days?"

"You're right, he does! He's only in one night a week! But that's six months away."

"And in the meantime, you two can figure something out. The good news is you can run home for your meal break and Kendall will be there. You two can at least have dinner together, right?"

"Yes! I hadn't thought of that. And I'm sure he'll come hang out at the restaurant or the bar some nights. He does love the food."

"There you go. If you both want it to work, it will."

"Thanks, Logan. I feel better about it now. Man, I really wish you lived here."

"I know. I'm sorry, but there's somebody here who needs me more."

"Yeah, and you need him, too. Just let things happen, okay? Don't be so quick to dismiss the idea of a relationship with him."

"Now's not the right time. Let me know how it goes with Kendall."

"I will. Take care, Logan. I miss you."

"I miss you, too."

"Oh wait, I almost forgot! He told his family about me today. I was scared, but his sister seems pretty cool. Now I just have to win over his mom."

"I wouldn't worry about it, Don. They'll love you."

"I hope so. Okay, get back to work!"

"If you ever let me go," Logan teased. "Bye."

"See ya!"

Well, things were working out on the Sandy Hill front. Fate was marching right along for Kendall and James.

If only Logan knew what it had in store for him and Carlos.

Logan arrived home to find his living room still intact. A gaming system had been added to the cupboard inside the entertainment center, and there were two boxes in the storage room that hadn't been there when Logan left. Though he was tempted to open them, he shoved down his curiosity and moved on to the bedroom, where a large gym bag had been set on the bed before Carlos went to work.

It was happening; Carlos was moving in. The realization sent butterflies fluttering through Logan's stomach. It was amazing how he'd never been lonely living alone before, but since meeting Carlos he wanted him here all the time.

Mood elevated, Logan changed out of his work clothes and got down to business in the kitchen. He'd promised Carlos banana bread. He turned on music while baking, something he only did when feeling extremely content, and decided to hand-deliver the bread rather than wait for Carlos to come home. If he hurried, he could even have spaghetti done in time to take both down to Fuego for Carlos' dinner break, which would be later tonight since his shift didn't end until midnight. Then he could hang out at the bar and challenge more nameless faces at trivia for a few hours while watching Carlos work. It really had become his favorite thing, as Carlos liked to come check in with him whenever possible.

Don would say he might as well be Carlos' boyfriend at this point, but Logan really was fine with what they currently had. Since Carlos wasn't dating, he basically had Carlos to himself anyway. And if that changed when Carlos did get a new man in his life, Logan would deal with it then. For now, he was happy.

He hummed along to the song while sliding the bread into the oven, mind already on what he needed to gather for spaghetti. He'd just set the timer on his phone and turned away from it when the music cut off and a call came through. It was Kendall. His brain in chef mode, Logan tapped to accept the call before opening a cupboard. Yes, he had just enough tomato sauce for one more batch of spaghetti.

"Hey. Can you at least look at me when I call?"

Logan moved a can of peas aside to find tomato paste. "I'm right here, Kendall. What's up? How'd it go with the job?"

"I got the job. I even asked for more money and they went for it. I'm actually going to be making more here than I was there. In Minnesota."

"That's fantastic!"

"Yeah, Don and I were talking about it and realized we could probably afford a house of our own, but we like this apartment, so maybe not. He said he has good memories here. You know, of his best friend. Logan. From Minnesota."

Logan had just retrieved a bulb of garlic and set it on the counter when Kendall's point made it through, loud and clear. He should've picked up on the tone earlier. And noted that Kendall had chosen a video call. This was a conversation he'd been purposely putting off. "Oh? Where is Don now?"

"I'm right here, buddy. Next to Kendall, the love of my life who coincidentally also has a best friend in Minnesota named Logan."

Logan slowly turned his attention to the phone, dread settling like bricks in his stomach. On screen, they were seated side by side on the sofa with the phone propped up to capture them both. Neither was smiling. "We got to talking today," Don continued, "and how crazy is it that his friend Logan works in a lab, too? And has the same phone number as my buddy? And wow, would you look at that? We compared pictures and they look exactly the same. Just when we thought life couldn't get any weirder."

They stared at him, waiting for a response. Logan sighed before moving to the dining room, knowing this conversation wouldn't be a quick one.

"So then we started thinking," Kendall added, "we've both given enough specifics to our best friendthat he couldn't be oblivious to the fact we were talking about each other. Not our best friend, someone who knows us both so well. So the question then was...why would he hide that from us? Why wouldn't he just say 'Oh hey, guess what? I know your new boyfriend. I know the guy you're talking about.'"

"Okay, look. Let me explain." Logan sat in a chair, finally putting himself in clear view of them on his own phone.

"Yeah, you're gonna explain," Don threatened, "or we're both flying out there to kick your ass as soon as Kendall's week is up. What the hell, Logan? You had to know my Kendall is your Kendall. Why would you lie to me?"

"Or me?" Kendall asked.

Even in the midst of his inner turmoil, Logan had to admit that it was great to see them physically together again after so long apart. Kendall had an arm around Don, who was cuddled into him in spite of his current outrage. No matter how this conversation ended, he was happy they'd at least found each other again. "Will you guys just let me talk?"

"No one's stopping you," Don pointed out with attitude, sounding more like James than ever. "Start talking."

"Okay, so..." Here was where Logan would have to be extremely careful in his choice of words, because one wrong move could ruin everything; he had to get the story just right.

Don cleared his throat loudly. "We're waiting."

Logan rolled his eyes. "I guess I should start with the beginning. I've known Don for about seven years now. We worked together and became really close. But just as friends!" For some reason, it seemed in his best interest to make sure Kendall knew that; he prayed now that Kendall would never find out about the one-time blow job. Surely Don had no reason to tell him, right?

"That's true," Don nodded. "As far as I know, anyway."

"It is true." Logan supposed technically, it was. Now was when the lies would start. "Then Don decided he wasn't happy with the job or his life, so he left both to travel the world. We didn't keep in touch while he was gone, and as far as I knew I'd never see him again. It was hard because he was really my only friend. Then I met Kendall. And he became my only friend."

Don's stern expression softened. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize I basically left you alone like that."

"It's fine, you had your own destiny to follow. But Kendall and I became close instead, and that takes us to earlier this year. Out of the blue, Don was back and wanted to pick up where we left off. He contacted me at work and asked me to come see him in Sandy Hill."

Kendall's gaze narrowed. "You said your trip was work-related. That it was about the experiment you'd been working on."

Logan sucked in a breath. "I lied."

Kendall blinked a few times while absorbing that. "You lied."

"Yes."

"You...lied?"

"Kendall, I'm sorry. I know it was wrong—"

"You lied? To me, of all people? Your best friend? Logan, we had long, detailed conversations about the trips you took for work. You made all that up? Why wouldn't you just tell me the truth?"

Logan braced himself to spin the tale. "Honestly, I didn't know how to tell you that there was another person out there I cared for as much as you. I knew that would hurt. And I had no idea how it would go with Don, if we'd even want to be friends again once I visited. I was sure he'd probably changed a lot over the years, and what if I didn't like him now? It seemed like a lot of uncertainty, and I didn't want to upset you if there was no reason to. What if I had a huge fight with you, then went to Don and it didn't work out? Then the fight would've been pointless. So I kept him a secret and decided I'd tell you about him once I got back, if there was a need to. If he was going to remain in my life."

"And why didn't you then?" Kendall wanted to know.

"Because when I got back, you were having problems with Carlos. I wasn't about to add Don to your troubles."

Kendall didn't say anything to that. It was Don who said, "I'm still confused as to why I had to be a secret. Why would Kendall mind you having another friend?"

"I don't know for sure that he would've, but I wasn't willing to take that chance. You may have noticed that Kendall doesn't like to share."

Don twisted his head to smirk at Kendall. "Yeah, I noticed. A girl came on to me at the restaurant last night when he showed up to get me. He made it very clear that I was taken."

Kendall shrugged, unashamed. "Well, people need to know. You're mine. End of story."

Don grinned before kissing Kendall. "I love that about you."

Kendall hummed and pressed his lips to Don's again; having been in their presence enough over the years to know it wouldn't stop anytime soon, Logan interrupted. "Guys, can we finish this first? Are you done yelling at me?"

Don broke away. "No, not even close."

Kendall asked, "So you didn't want to tell me because you thought I'd be jealous?"

"Not so much jealous as hurt. Afraid I'd choose him over you. Was I wrong?"

"No," he admitted in a sulky tone. "I'd probably have worried that you would move away."

"Exactly. And I did consider that, you know. You had Carlos, you were happy. I had...nothing."

"Dude, we tried to include you in stuff! We never wanted you to feel excluded, Carlos was very aware of—"

"Oh my god, it just hit me!" Don exclaimed. "If Kendall's your best friend, that means Carlos is the guy you're in love with!"

Logan froze in horror. Kendall looked at Don, then back at Logan, then at Don again. "Um...what? Wait...what? Excuse me?" Now his intense green gaze settled on Logan. "I'm sorry, what did he just say?"

"Oh. Fuck. You didn't know. Uh..." Don jumped up from the sofa and out of visual range. "I'm just gonna run to the bathroom, guys. Give you two a minute to talk. Love you both!"

Kendall didn't acknowledge his exit; his eyes were glued to the screen. "Logan?"

He felt sick. He was going to throw up. He'd been so worried about losing Kendall over the secrets about Don, but it was this that would end them. This right here. "Kendall..."

"I don't...is that true? It's not, right? I mean...you...it was James you were into. It was never Carlos, right?"

Logan could hardly breathe, let alone find words.

"Oh my god. You're in love with Carlos? How did I not...did you...Logan?"

"I didn't mean for it to happen," Logan whispered. "I fought it. For so long, I fought it."

"Holy shit. How long have you had feelings for him?"

"I don't know. Maybe from the start, I don't know."

"From the start? The night he served us at Fuego?"

"I...Kendall, I can't pin down an exact moment. It happened gradually. The more time I spent with him...I swear, I never pursued it! He was always into you, from day one."

Kendall was struggling to make sense of it. "But you encouraged me to date him. That night he gave me his number, you were the one pressuring me to ask him out!"

"Because that's what I wanted! I knew he would be good for you! And he liked you. I never imagined I would end up falling for him."

"Oh my god," Kendall said under his breath. "So all that time I was with him...you sat there and just...what, suffered?"

Logan shook his head. "No, because you were happy. He was happy. What more could I want than for you both to be happy?"

"Logan..." Kendall laughed in disbelief. "Why don't you ever put yourself first? It had to be killing you."

"Not the whole time. I ignored my feelings for months, Kendall. Pretended they didn't exist, that it wasn't that. Eventually I just...couldn't lie to myself anymore. And that was the main reason I considered moving to Sandy Hill. Part of it was for Don, because my first trip to see him was so traumatic. You know about the memory loss."

"Yeah, we talked about it. And I told you about it. You should've told me then that you knew him, Logan. That you knew more than me about him."

"I know. I just...it never felt like the right time to tell either of you."

"Well, instead we discovered it on our own and thought you set this up on purpose or something. But then I remembered that it was my idea to come here. You never even told me where you went, this all came from my brain."

"It did. And...yes, when you told me you were going there, to that exact place, there was this hope that you two might cross paths. I knew you needed each other. But I didn't make that happen. That was all you. I never told him about you, or you about him. Fate brought you together."

"It did." Kendall suddenly looked up as Don returned, then reached out a hand to drag him close. They weren't satisfied until they were cuddled together again.

"Are you guys still speaking?" Don asked warily. "Sorry I dropped that bomb. I just assumed Logan would have told you."

"Why? Why would I tell him that, Don?"

Don shrugged. "Because he's over Carlos now. He shouldn't care." His gaze shifted to Kendall. "You are, right? You're over him now?"

"Yes," Kendall assured him. "But we're still friends. He's still going to be in my life, Don."

"Fine, as long as he knows you're mine. And I know Logan doesn't want to believe it, but I think they'll end up together one day. Is that gonna bother you, babe?"

Logan held his breath while waiting for Kendall to answer.

"I don't know," Kendall said slowly. "It's weird to think about. Not so much because Carlos used to be mine, but because Logan doesn't fall in love. I've known this guy for six years and he's never been in love. Unless you count James, of course."

"Ooo, who's James?" Don grinned. "Another secret man in your life?"

The irony of the question coming from Don was enough to make Logan doubt his sanity for a second. "Don't worry about James, he's out of the picture. That's a long story I'll never tell. I don't know that I was ever in love with him, Kendall. It never went that far."

"Good, because that guy doesn't deserve you. Not with the way he ditched you that day. But...Carlos? Is he the real deal?"

Logan nodded, biting his lip.

"Wow. I just...wow. He doesn't know, does he?"

"No. I don't plan for him to ever know. I'm hoping my feelings will pass."

Don scoffed. "Yeah, that's not gonna happen with him living there, Logan."

Kendall's eyes flew open wider. "What?! What the hell happened since I left? It's only been like two flipping days!"

"Don, can you just stop...helping?" Logan asked. "Maybe let me break these things to Kendall?"

"Oh please, you were never gonna tell him about your feelings for Carlos."

Logan ignored the truth in that. "Kendall, I asked him to move in with me."

Kendall was floored. "You asked him? He didn't beg you? This was your idea?"

"Yes. I also met Gran yesterday."

"Whoa. That's...so I'm starting to think you two hung out a lot more without me than I realized."

"No, not really. There were the nights I'd hang out at Fuego, but you know how he is, always worried about me. He'd show up randomly to check in on me, or to ask me for advice about you. There was a lot of that."

"And I'm just now realizing how hard that must've been for you. To listen to all of it, from both of us. Yet you never stopped encouraging us to try. You believed in us."

"Like I said, I wanted you both to be happy. I encouraged it until I realized your heart wasn't in it anymore. And why was that? Because you'd spent thirty seconds talking to some random guy in a bathroom and couldn't stop thinking about him. Who knew you'd eventually be in his home and practically married to the guy?"

Don's face lit up. "That's me, right? I'm the bathroom guy?"

Kendall laughed. "Yes, babe, you're the bathroom guy. But I prefer to think of you as my soulmate."

"Oh, I'm definitely that." He squeezed Kendall tighter. "And no offense to this Carlos guy, but I'm glad it didn't work out. Now Kendall, will you tell Logan he has your blessing to move in on that? I think he's afraid to piss you off by dating your ex."

"Uh no, that's not what it's about," Logan argued. "There's the small thing of him not feeling the same way about me. That's kind of hard to get around."

Don waved a hand in dismissal. "Give it a week. A month, max. He'd be stupid to pass you up."

Kendall seemed to be contemplating the idea. "You know...when I actually stop to think about it...I still feel guilty for dumping him. I worried about him. I've been wanting to call him just to see how he is, but I wasn't sure if he'd want to talk to me. And I consoled myself with the knowledge that you were there for him and looking out for him. I knew that in your hands, he'd be okay. I feel so much better knowing that he'll be living with you and taken care of. Logan, I think you're the best person in the world for him to end up with. You need someone like him, who needs you just as badly. So if it goes in that direction...yeah, you have my blessing. Not that his love is mine to give out, but if he took you to see Gran? I'd say his heart's already heading in that direction."

"Thanks, but it's not," Logan sighed. "He said the reason he took me is because I'm just a friend. There's been a lot of that lately, him throwing in my face that we're just friends. I've accepted it. He's already started moving in and I'm going to enjoy it while it lasts. I'll figure out my next step when it's over. For now, I'll continue to bake him bread and play games with him and—oh, shit! The bread!" As if on cue, his phone timer dinged. "My bread's done, guys. I have to get it out of the oven and start on the spaghetti if I want to make it to Fuego in time for his dinner break."

Don gasped. "He gets spaghetti? When the hell are you coming back here to make it for me again?"

Kendall smirked. "Did I forget to mention that I know how to make his spaghetti?"

"Are you kidding me? Oh, we are so getting married." Don twisted around so he could straddle Kendall on the couch, his mouth taking control of Kendall's for a steamy kiss.

"Hey guys, I'm going to hang up before you start your porn movie. But...I just need to know...are we okay? I'm sorry I kept so much from you both. I just wasn't sure how to tell you."

"We're good!" Don called out. "Love you! Your next call had better be to tell us you're bringing Carlos and coming to visit."

Logan rolled his eyes, then focused on Kendall, who hadn't answered. "Kendall, I need to hear it. Are we okay? Especially after everything we just talked about?"

Kendall snuggled Don in closer. "Yes, Logan, we're okay. I'm sorry that I put you through so much hell regarding Carlos. If I'd known..."

"You didn't need to know, because it wasn't a thing. And it's still not. I need to go rescue my bread before it dries out."

"Go. How late is Carlos working tonight? I really do want to call him. Does he know about Don?"

"Yes."

"And is he...upset?"

"Believe it or not, he was okay with it once we talked it out. He just wants you to be happy. He's working until midnight."

"Damn, okay. I'll call him tomorrow. See you, Logan."

"Bye, guys. Talk to you later."

Logan ended the call with a deep breath of relief. That had gone both better and worse than he'd expected. But he still had Kendall and Don in his life, and that was the important thing.

Now to focus on Carlos.