Kendall's P.O.V.

The only noise that was coming from our small, but bright room was the occasional sniff of a tiny nose. The little boy lying in the bed beside me wasn't crying anymore, thank God, but he was all stuffed up now because of the crying. And his little chubby cheeks were red, and still a little wet from the tears he had shed. The last time I asked him, he said he didn't feel hurt anymore. That was probably because he was casted up on his arm, and Logan gave him his phone to play with, to take his mind off his broken arm. I think they also gave Gabe some pain killers, but a very low dose and very little of it. I knew it wouldn't be long before Gabe was fast asleep, and I'd be carrying him out of the hospital terrified he was going to get hurt again. I never thought I'd have to hear this little boy cry and scream like that. Ever. Because I was going to make it my life mission to protect him and his dad. And I clearly failed. "Kendall?" I looked away from the dark blue cast on Gabe's arm and smiled up at his cute little face. "Can I have a juice box?" I nodded fast and jumped out of the seat I was in and quickly grabbed the grape juice box on the table beside Gabe's bed and went to work quick on sticking the straw in it. "Where is my dad?" Before I gave the box to Gabe, I helped him sit up, slipping Logan's phone in my jean pocket and kept a hand behind his back as he took the box form me.

"He's filling out some paperwork for you buddy. I'm sure he's almost done." Gabe nodded as he sort of leaned into me and sucked from his straw. I sighed out quietly, wrapping my arm around him and looked back down at his casted arm. "How are you feeling?" Gabe handed the box up to me and I took it, sitting down fast, letting him still lean into me.

"I'm okay. I'm just sad because I don't get a birthday party anymore." I chuckled as he yawned loud under my chin and I set it on top of his head.

"You still get a party buddy."

"How come my dad said on the phone to Uncle Carlos it had to get moved then?" I carefully wrapped both arms around Gabe making sure I didn't hit his hurt arm and looked out the open curtain that was our door, and watched doctors and nurses run around.

"Well because we told your friends to come to our house at noon." I quickly looked at my watch and smirked. "It's now almost 1 o'clock. So, your dad just told them to come later today. At like 4. You still get a party. It's just delayed a little." Gabe nodded against me and pushed a little harder into me, clutching onto my shirt with his unhurt hand. "But if you don't feel up to it, we can have your party another time." He shook his head aggressively and I chuckled rubbing his back soothingly. "Okay." I felt Logan's phone vibrate in my front pocket but ignored it. Gabe was the only concern for me right now. Nothing else mattered. Well, Logan mattered, but when I saw him walk-in down a hall with a doctor, the same doctor who casted Gabe's arm, and with Carlos, I knew Logan was far better off than I thought. Or than I was. Logan panicked and cried but as soon as we got Gabe in the ambulance I insisted we take, he calmed down and shifted to doctor mode. And he was so calm and collected, and for once I wasn't. "Look who it is." I gently pushed Gabe off me and pointed out to the hallway just as Logan walked in, smiling wide. Gabe immediately threw up his arms to his dad, who happily scooped him up off the bed. I watched the doctor quickly take a peek at Gabe's cast, as Carlos walked over to me, set a hand on my shoulder and stood right beside me.

"You ready to go home now buddy?" Gabe nodded in Logan's neck, making him laugh and turn to me. "Did he complain about anything while I was gone?" I shook my head softly and stood up slowly as Logan huffed out quietly, and adjusted Gabe on his hip. "So, Tom?" Logan turned slowly to the older doctor, a friend of his and sighed out. "You think he's okay to take home?"

"Yes." Tom smiled wide and gently set a hand on the back of Gabe's head. "The cast is finally set, and it looks like his pain medicine is kicking in. He's good to go Logan." Logan nodded and looked right at me. I smiled big and walked around the bed, and Carlos and got beside Logan.

"Would you mind carrying him? I need to get his paperwork and his pain pills." I nodded watching Gabe raise up off Logan and put his arms out to me. I quickly took him, and gently put him under my chin, holding around underneath his butt, and around his back. I followed out after Logan and Tom and felt a hand on my back as I started to walk. I looked down to my left and saw Carlos smiling small at Gabe who was facing him.

"How do you feel buddy?" I saw Gabe shrug softly making Carlos lean forward fast and kiss the top of his head. "Do you know what Uncle James is doing right now?" I stopped walking watching Logan walk around a desk with Tom, both bending over to look at a stack of paper. "He's getting your house all set up for your party. From what I understand there is a few more presents there, and a huge Batman cake." Gabe raised his head fast and stared at Carlos, pushing his glasses up on his nose. "I didn't know you liked Batman?" Carlos smirked making Gabe giggle as he sat back on my arm, under his butt. I quickly put my other arm underneath to give him more support as he set his unhurt arm on my shoulder.

"Yeah huh. I have a Batman backpack Uncle Carlos!" Carlos nodded turning to me, both of us laughing. "Did you guys bring your doggies?" Carlos remained staring at me, and I rolled my eyes looking back to Gabe.

"Yes, we did. But don't let Mr. Kendall know we let them in the house." I shook my head as Gabe turned to me, looking worried.

"It's alright. Their good dogs huh?" Gabe nodded quick and I turned back to Carlos. "Although if they left any presents on my carpet, I'm skinning them." Carlos's mouth dropped open and I smirked as I felt my phone vibrate from my back pocket. "Can you take him real quick Los?" Carlos nodded fast and I handed him Gabe quickly pulling my phone out. I frowned seeing an unknown name and number and cleared my throat. "I'll be right back. Going to take this." Carlos nodded as I walked away and answered my phone putting it to my ear. "Hello?" I walked out of the ER sliding doors, fast and squinted as soon as I stepped outside. The sun was high up, and it was hotter than hell. But I shoved my hand into my front jean pocket and walked along side the building.

"Agent Knight?" I stopped walking fast hearing a voice, I definitely knew. But hated it. Logan's dad. "How is my son and grandson doing?"

"How did you get my number?" He chuckled deep and dark on his end and I shook my head. "I can track this call and find you John. And bring you back to prison."

"But you and I both know you won't do it." I frowned turning slowly and looked around the busy parking lot of the hospital's ER.

"Why is that?"

"Because you would be doing it already." I froze letting my eyes scan across all the cars fast. "Don't panic Agent Knight. I'm not following you to hurt you or anything like that. I was told it's my grandson's birthday and when I found out he was at the ER, I felt sick to my stomach. I just wanted to check up on him."

"Logan doesn't want you near his son." John laughed loud, and I swallowed hard. "Is that all you wanted?"

"No trust with you Kendall. I don't get it." I closed my eyes, feeling impatient and he sighed. "I like that gut instinct you have, though. It doesn't seem to fail you." I opened my eyes fast hearing a loud beep of someone locking their car, on the phone, but also out in the parking lot. I scanned over it fast and saw a young couple walking away from a car about 20 feet from me, the young guy pocketing some keys. I quickly started to walk, and John continued. "You must have heard Demetri's family isn't' so happy he's dead."

"How do you know that? Still getting dirty money from some Russian thugs?" John laughed, and I looked at the car the couple just left, and then to the two cars next to it. They were both empty. I walked between two of the cars and looked at the three behind them. Also, all empty.

"No, I have actually cut all ties with them. They were very willingly ready to hurt, and even kill my son and grandson. Doesn't sit well with me." I frowned turning slowly and looked at the rest of the cars around me. I knew since John was here, he'd probably be in a SUV. But I didn't see one. "I'm curious to know what you're going to do about them coming after you, and my son?"

"Are you here right now?" He went quiet, but I heard a car door open and then slam shut. About 10 cars down from me. I took off, walking fast until I saw sitting in the passenger seat of a nice expensive little sports car, John Mitchell. I quickly hung my phone up and lowered it form my ear watching him get out. He didn't get out all the way, just put one leg out and smiled big at me keeping his other leg inside. "I should be arresting you."

"But you know if you do that…Logan would hate you. SO, you're not going to." I frowned looking in at the driver of the car. He was a huge, buff bad looking dude. I turned back to John who chuckled leaning on his open car door. "I saved your life Kendall. I came in a little to late, and you got shot, but I still saved your life. Don't make me regret it." I raised my eyebrows shoving my hands into my pockets and he shrugged. "Be very careful about who you let around my son and grandson. Just because they don't have a Russian accent, doesn't mean they aren't working for Demetri's family."

"You're living proof of that, aren't you?" He chuckled and looked down shaking his head. "The C.I.A. is well aware of his family. We have someone watching us at all times." John looked back up and I shrugged. "You should leave. Before Logan finds out your following him."

"It wasn't him I was following Knight." I loosened up a bit and he stood up straight. "I have a little tip for you Agent." John quickly got back in his car and slammed the door hard. I walked around the front fast and watched him roll the window down, as the car started. "The people in your life…your friends and co-workers aren't' always the best one's to keep close." I frowned and bent a little, just so I could look in the car, to make sure they didn't have any weapons.

"What is that supposed to mean?" John laughed as he pulled a cigar out from beside him in his seat and put it to his lips.

"Keep them safe Knight. And tell my grandson I wished him a happy birthday." The car revved loud and pulled out of the spot fast. I stepped back a little and watched the car speed to the exit and pull out, without stopping at the stop sign. I swallowed hard and quickly pulled my phone out of my pocket, calling James fast. I walked slowly back up to the hospital as the phone rang and stopped by a lamp post as soon as he picked up.

"Hey dude. Carlos just told me you guys are leaving. Everything alright?"

"No. John Mitchell was just here." James went quiet on his end and from the sliding doors of the ER, I saw Carlos and Logan walking out, glancing around, probably for me. I moved forward slowly and watched Carlos hand Gabe to Logan. "I need you to do me a favor."

"Anything."

"Those four recruits we've been working with…I need every bit of information you can get on them. I need to know about their family, where they grew up…if they've traveled out of the country…their bank transactions. Any and everything you can get."

"Sure man. Can I ask why?" I sighed out as I slowly approached Logan who was now standing by himself, holding up Gabe. I smiled at his smiling face and shrugged.

"Yeah…I'll let you know when I get home." Logan frowned stepping closer to me, slipping a pill bottle into the pocket of my open plaid button up shirt. I reached out quick and cupped his neck looking at the half-asleep boy in his arms. "We're leaving right now…we'll be home soon."

"Alright dude. See you when you get here." I hung up fast and quickly offered to hold Gabe for him. He nodded handing him up to me and tilted his head just a little.

"Who called you inside? I know it wasn't James the whole time because Carlos was just talking to him." I laughed pulling Logan into me, under my other arm, as I held Gabe up on the other side of my body.

"It was work. Had a few questions about an agent. I called James to verify what I told work." He nodded looking a little relieved and rubbed Gabe's back, while his other hand slipped into my back-jean pocket. I hated lying to him, but knew it was the better choice. He would lose his mind if he found out his dad was following him. I think anyway.

Because we both rode in the ambulance with Gabe, Carlos drove us home. I sat in the front with Carlos, while Logan let Gabe curl up on his lap in the back. As soon as Carlos climbed up onto the highway, Gabe was fast asleep, with Logan not far behind. I talked quietly with Carlos about how he's been doing with his summer program he was running, and he asked me how the search for James's new partner was going. We both said good. I didn't want to tell Carlos I was going to keep working, until I talked to James, so kept that out, but I did tell him I was enjoying training. We then talked a little about Gabe's birthday party and how we both figured Logan would cancel it and have just the four of us hang out with him. And I knew that was going to happen when Carlos pulled up in front of my house and I glanced back to the two. Logan was holding softly around Gabe, both fast asleep. I smiled big. They were so cute, and cuddly looking, I wanted to burst. Instead, I got out of the car, and gently woke them up. I carefully took Gabe out of the car and let him fall right back asleep as soon as his head was on my shoulder. I put a hand out to Logan who gratefully took it and yawned loudly as I walked him up to the house. Carlos opened the door for us and I walked right past him, going to the kitchen. I realized I forgot to tell James not to say anything about what I asked him to do, and had this horrible image come to mind of Logan finding out about his dad and his warning. But when I got to the kitchen, still holding Logan's hand, I frowned at the emptiness. "I'm going to go let him sleep in our bed." I nodded as Logan took Gabe from me, and quickly walked off to the hallway. I heard something from my backyard and walked out to it, with Carlos right behind me. I smirked as soon as I stepped outside my open patio doors and heard Carlos whistle low. James, who was shirtless, and in a pair of light blue swim trunks was sitting at one of the many tables Logan had set up. He was sitting back, his head back, soaking up the sun.

"God damn baby." James looked up slowly and smiled big as Carlos walked over to him. James immediately rubbed a hand over Carlos's ass in a pair of tight black shorts. I rolled my eyes walking to the table fast and sat across from James. He pulled his sunglasses off and threw them to the table looking right at me. "I'm going to go get in my trunks. Don't move a muscle." Carlos grabbed James's face and kissed him loud and hard. When he stood back up straight and turned, I saw the blush on his cheeks. I smirked as he walked quickly by me and into the house.

"I'm assuming you don't want Logan to know about John." I nodded at his hushed whisper and he nodded back. "Figured. That's why I left all the emails I got from work on your computer in your office. They are locked with a code, because of all the personal information, but I didn't want anyone to see." I nodded sitting back and folded my hands together, over my stomach watching him sit forward, and run a hand through his hair. "Nothing came up outstanding dude. We already ran background checks on these guys. What gives?"

"John told me that my friends and my co-workers might not be the good ones. I let him get in my head and felt paranoid." James nodded as he sat back shrugging.

"To me, it sounds like John knows something we don't. And because he's a criminal, he wants to keep the information from you, until you get desperate. Or he's fucking with you, because he's an asshole thug."

"But it's about Demetri's family. It's not really something I'm prepared to just ignore." James nodded again but sat up fast and pointed behind me at the house. I turned quick and smiled watching Logan walking out to us, two beers in hand.

"Thirsty?" He handed one down to me before sitting next to me hard. He set his beer down and then pulled his legs up to his chest yawning loud. I turned slightly and raised a hand, running it through his hair. "Gabe is sound asleep. Before I left, after tucking him into bed, he said his arm hurt and didn't want to go swimming." I smirked as he grabbed his beer and popped off the top. "I think I'm going to cancel his party. I mean…we'll still celebrate when he wakes up, and have cake and BBQ still, but no little one's are going to come over." I nodded watching him take a large swig of his beer, as I opened up my own. When he lowered it, he pointed over to James, smiling. "Thanks for helping with all this, even though it's for not."

"Hey…us 4 adults can still have a good time." James quickly pulled his sunglasses back on his face and got up from his seat. "Besides…when Gabe wakes up, he will have our undivided attention, and have the best birthday on the planet." I smirked turning back to Logan who smiled big and nodded. "I am going to assume you haven't had anything to eat yet, so how about I grill up some burgers for lunch?"

"Sounds good man. I'll help." James nodded down to me as I took a quick sip of my beer and stood up. I set the beer on the table and waited until James was in the house before bending over in front of Logan. I put my hands on his arm rests and nuzzled my nose into his. "How you doing?" He laughed putting his hands on my face and locked eyes with me.

"I never want to see my son in an emergency room ever again. And I never want to hear him cry like that ever again." I nodded as he yawned again and closed his eyes.

"Why don't you go take a nap with him? You look exhausted." He opened his eyes slowly and after a few seconds of just looking at me, he slowly nodded. I heard someone come out to the patio but didn't dare to look away from Logan's big brown glistening eyes. "You should eat something first though." He laughed and nodded, lowering his legs from his chair. I stood up tall and looked over my shoulder to see Carlos gently sitting down on the edge of the pool, sticking his legs in fast. When I turned back to Logan he was standing up and stretching his arms over his head high. I stole a quick kiss to the side of his mouth and let him walk past me. He quietly said he was going to sit with Carlos for a while, to wait for some lunch. I walked into the house fast and scanned over the kitchen, not finding James. I frowned and took Gabe's pain pills out of my shirt pocket and set it on the bar as I walked past it and went into my hallway. I glanced in our bedroom, first and smiled at the curled up sleeping little boy. I then walked down the rest of the hallway and started to take off my plaid shirt walking into my office. I wasn't surprised to see James at my desk, furiously typing on my computer. "What are you doing?"

"Well when you called me and told me John had made a visit to you, I called Ricky at work. I asked him to start looking into any reports of someone seeing John." I nodded throwing my shirt to the chair in the corner and stood behind James as he continued to type. I looked down at the screen and frowned seeing a long-written email. "Ricky just messaged me. John has a very good reason to be following Logan."

"Which is?" James spun fast in his chair and looked up at me.

"Someone is threatening John. We intercepted a phone call between John, and some distorted voice. He said his son and grandson were going to be killed if he didn't help them take down a few bad guys. Guess who those guys are John has to take down?" I frowned slumping a little and he raised an eyebrow.

"Demetri's family." James nodded fast and turned back to the computer. "Which is why he asked what our plan for taking care for them was."

"He asked you that?" I nodded knowing he wasn't looking at me and he sighed. "I don't understand. Why would someone threaten John into taking care of Demetri's family? I know John is a bad guy, with a long wrap sheet, but why involve him?"

"Because John fucked Demetri over. At least that's how it will look since John got out with 3 million dollars." James stopped typing and quickly sent an email shaking his head. "What is our plan for Demetri's clan when they get into the states? If they aren't' already?" James turned to face me, after shutting my computer monitor off and shook his head.

"Nothing. Not for you to be involved with." I frowned and reached out fast, as he tried to walk out past me.

"What the fuck do you mean?"

"Unlike Dave, I'm not going to put you on a case that you are way too close to. You, Logan and Gabe are going to be protected, and you are going to focus on your other case. End of the discussion." My mouth dropped open fast as he pulled his arm out from my grasp. "Sorry man. It's protocol."

"Bullshit dude. This was my case originally."

"And now it's not." I closed my mouth quick and he grabbed my shoulder squeezing. "I can't risk letting someone come after you again and killing you next time. Be pissed all you want, I don't care. You aren't on Demetri's case. Besides you have a terrorist cell to dismantle." James pushed past me quick and walked out of the room leaving me speechless and stunned.