Logan's P.O.V.

This is the first time I've been in Kendall's office. And I hated it. Mostly because I figured if I was in here…he'd be with me. And he's not, and it's probably my fault. I mean, it wasn't, but I hated the idea that anyone else was blaming themselves for it. Like Jimmy. Not like he could tell me any different at this point. I was grateful he was alive, and he was going to be okay, but he was still lying in a bed, with a thick bandage around his neck, and blood getting pumped into him. That was my fault too. I think, probably even James being upset and guilt ridden was my fault. He's told me as many times as Kendall has told me. They are like brothers. All the hurt, and heartache I was feeling, was probably not even close to how James was feeling. "Hey buddy. You want something to drink?" I tore my eyes away from the picture frame I was focused on and smiled at the door way. Carlos let Gabe's hand go, who immediately ran to me. I sat back fast and let him climb up on my lap as Carlos gently pushed Robbie to the two chairs in front of the desk, both sitting down gently. Carlos slid a water bottle over to me on the desk and sighed out. "James is with Jimmy. He's awake, very coherent and determined to go out and bring Kendall back." I sat up as Gabe sat back on me and Carlos smiled small, raising a hand. "He asked if I would watch the dudes…he wants you to go talk with him."

"Have they found Kendall?" I saw out of the corner of my eye Robbie look away quick and swallowed hard knowing the answer. I hugged Gabe tight kissing the back of his head closing my eyes. "I'll be right back baby." I stood up effortlessly holding Gabe and turned putting him on Kendall's desk chair, him standing up. He looked right in my eyes and I smiled small. "You doing okay?" He nodded looking down and grabbed my hand sniffling. "I'll be right back okay?" He nodded again looking up and smiled small.

"I'm glad you're here dad." I pulled him in hard and hugged him wrapping my arms around his shoulders as wrapped around me. "Uncle James promised he'd bring Kendall back home. So, don't be sad okay?" I chuckled rocking us gently as I kissed the top of his head.

"Okay baby. I'll be right back." I pulled away from him and before I walked around the desk, I helped him sit down and pushed the chair in, under the desk. I walked right to Robbie, and quickly pulled him into me, wrapping around him, rubbing his back. "You need anything?"

"No. Carlos already promised Gabe and I, we'd go get some food so I'll be okay." I nodded pushing away form him, and walked out of the room, not looking at any of them. Specifically, Carlos. I had a lot of anger towards him. I know it was no one's fault that everything that has happened. But honestly, would we be in this mess is Carlos had gone to James with the first note? The first threatening call he got? I don't think so. And I was so worried that is something happened to Kendall, I would put all the blame on Carlos and never see him again. I hoped for his sake and mine, that wouldn't happen.

I was escorted to the third floor of this huge, mostly underground building. The third floor was a huge hospital. I loved it. Every bone in my body was a nerd bone. I loved everything medical. And when we first got to see Jimmy, after his neck was stitched up, I saw all the hospital rooms, mostly all empty. But they all had high tech fancy, stat of the arc machines. And James told me they did a lot of research here as well as treat a lot of sick agents, and their families a like. It was something I wanted to learn more about. Maybe even talk about getting a job here eventually. When Kendall came back. Whenever the hell that was.

The agent who walked me all the way to Jimmy's room, knocked gently before opening the door slowly. He moved out of my way and gently clapped my left shoulder as I walked past him. I smiled instantly. Jimmy was sitting up in a bed, shirtless, only in his black jeans. He was drinking from a plastic cup, with what I had to assume to be coffee. And sitting next to him on a metal stool was James. They both grinned big as I walked, rather ran to the bed, and threw my arms around Jimmy's head. I avoided his neck at all cost as I looked at James, as Jimmy hugged me tight. "Sorry about your eye dude. I wish I could have done more." I rolled my eyes pulling away, putting my hands on his shoulders.

"Don't say sorry for stupid shit. You're the one with a blood transfusion." He shook his head looking at James as I carefully pulled myself up on the bed with Jimmy. When he looked back at me he raised his free hand not holding his coffee and set it on my face.

"James and I have been talking. I sort of told him everything that I remember happening and we both have a theory about all this. For once we agree on something." I looked to James quick who smirked and grabbed a cup from the table beside the bed shaking his head.

"He's not going to like hearing this my dude. He's already on shaky ground." I deflated looking at Jimmy who laughed sitting back a little dropping his hand from my face. "With that being said, I fear if we keep you in the dark you'll hit me or something so…be my guest Jimmy." I licked my lips nervously and watched Jimmy squeeze his eyes shut hard as he took a sip of his coffee. When he lowered the cup he gently rubbed over the bandage on his neck and sighed out.

"Usually when a terrorist threatens this beautiful country of ours, they say who they are." I frowned tilting my head and looked between James and Jimmy who were both looking at me. "Steven never once said who is trying to buy codes off him. I think, we can all agree Steven is bat shit fucking crazy." He pointed to his neck and I reached out setting a hand on his other arm. He laughed looking down and shrugged. "It is highly possible, the C.I.A. headquarters…and the capitol building being blown up were just a rouse. It was to distract us…everyone in the government from something else."

"What?" Jimmy looked over to James fast which made me look too. James sat up straight and gave a fake, weird looking smile. "Distract us from what?"

"Well…at the same time the building in Langley blew up an assassination attempt was made on the director of the F.B.I." My mouth parted slightly and he nodded leaning forward. "And when Steven broke into your house, and took Kendall…John Mitchell escaped out of our custody." I shot up fast and glared down at the two men with wide eyes, as they gave me worried looks. "Kendall was right to not trust John. As if this day couldn't get worse Logan…I have come to the realization that I fucked over my best friend…my partner all because I'm an insecure asshole. I am so sorry. If something happens to him, it is solely my fault. And I am so sorry about that." Jimmy grabbed my arm closets to him but I backed up fast shaking my head at James.

"Steven got my dad out of custody?"

"I don't know. What I do know is that there is a lot…I mean a lot of bad people working in the C.I.A. right now and I don't know who we can trust. So far it's just the three people in this room." I swallowed hard watching James stand up his face pale. "I am going to find Kendall, I promise. But I can't ask anyone for help because I don't know how many more seeds Steven planted in our ranks." I let out a hard breath glancing to Jimmy who was holding around his neck again looking down at his legs. "I have a few recruits I would to talk to but as it stands right now, myself and Jimmy are the only ones really working on this case."

"I'll help." They both gave me surprised looks and I shrugged. "Maybe I can get to my dad…get information out of him. I don't know…I want to help though. Whatever I can do…I want to help." James opened his mouth to speak but the door behind me burst open. I jumped and turned just as I was pulled back roughly by Jimmy. However, the man in the suit that rushed in holding a small sleek laptop went right to James, and Jimmy let me go.

"Sir…I…we just got a message. From Steven." I tensed up watching James yank the laptop out of the guys hand and turn it so Jimmy could look too. I quickly got sort of behind Jimmy and put a hand on his shoulder as the guy in the suit pressed the space bar. The black screen flashed once, before the picture of someone with a black cloth over their head came up. I covered my mouth fast recognizing one of the tattoos on the arm of this person. It was Kendall.

"Agent Diamond…Agent Smith if you're still alive. Hell…even Logan if you're listening." I felt tears pour out of my eyes as the black cloth got yanked off his head and Kendall came into view. His head was down, but I could see a rope around his neck, and a rope tied around his head probably gagging him. But he looked like he was knocked out. I could also see blood on his white t-shirt and it made my stomach hurt. "I don't know what seems more pathetic. The amount of men who were willing to betray this country and help me carry out my plan…or how poorly this fucker is doing." There was a loud sharp snap of someone's fingers and without a second wasted, someone, their head conveniently not in the shot, grabbed Kendall's head and raised it. He got behind him and put a knife to his throat. I sucked in a hard breath lowering my hand from my mouth. Kendall's mouth was bleeding. Bad. And his nose looked broken. I felt someone grab my arm as the man holding Kendall's head, with a knife to his throat pressed the blade gently into his skin. "I don't believe I am someone any of you want to fuck over. And I don't believe you…any of you want to see this man die. So…I'm going to reiterate what I told Logan…I get money or people die. It's simple. I either get the money from my very good Arabic friends, or from my former employer in the United States. If I don't more buildings blow up…more children are left without mommies and daddies…and poor little Logan not only has a dead ex-husband…he has a dead boyfriend. My demands are simple, but rather intense. I understand that dilemma. So, I'm going to try to make it easier for you all." The man holding Kendall's head quickly dropped the knife from his throat and without hesitation shoved it hard into his thigh on his left leg. I jumped up and covered my mouth hard with both hands squeezing my eyes shut. I heard soft low groaning form Kendall as Jimmy pulled me into him hard. "I've left some fun little puzzles as to our location. I figured…the amount of time it's going to take you guys to figure them out, you could get me 50 million dollars, in cash. When you figure out where we are, you are more than welcome to bring as many people as you can. I'll give you Kendall…you give me the money and I don't tell the Arabs those special little codes they so desperately want. Deal?" I opened my eyes slowly and saw Kendall's head up, his eyes blinking fast. He was tugging on his arms, behind his back probably tied tight. I sobbed in my hands as he gently raised his leg that had the knife in it, and put his head back groaning. "Oh, I almost forgot…" Kendall raised his head and instead of looking at the camera, he looked just the left of it, and groaned louder. "You will know when your time is up when Kendall finally bleeds out to death. I suggest you move your asses and figure those puzzles out. Don't disappoint him James. Come through for him. For once in your life. And Logan…enjoy the view." There was a thumb…probably Steven's that came up in front of the camera and went away fast. I watched Kendall's eyes shift from the left of the camera as they followed someone walking. I felt relief, thinking they were leaving Kendall alone and weren't going to hurt him anymore. But when I saw Steven come into frame and get right in front of Kendall, my hands lowered from my mouth again and I went still. Both Steven's hands raised up and not a second later, I heard a hard punch and Kendall's painful groan. Steven stepped to the side a little and I cried out see blood dripping out of Kendall's nose. Steven grabbed the hair on top of his head and forced him to look up at him. He also quickly pulled the rope out of his mouth and laughed. "Pathetic Kendall…" Kendall quickly spit up at Steven, and not just saliva. It was mostly blood actually. Steven quickly raised his face and hit Kendall again, so hard this time, Kendall's body shifted in his chair, falling down to the side a little. "Figure my location out quick. Because I may just end up killing him now." I sobbed out again as I sat on the bed by Jimmy who was taking the laptop from James who I couldn't even look at. I could faintly hear footsteps from the screen but couldn't' look anymore.

"This is a live feed?"

"Yes sir…they sent this link in an email from a protected server. We already have someone trying to trace it, and several agents have started working on the clues Steven sent with the link." I wiped my face looking to the man in the suit who was pale. "What can I do Sir?"

"Take me to every agent working on this case. We're going to have a briefing. And make sure the agents who know now, are the only ones. Understood?"

"Yes sir. Everyone is working down in the main office." I turned slowly looking at James who reached out for the laptop.

"I'll give you 5 minutes to get the conference room ready for me. If someone has figured anything out, let me know beforehand." I saw the suit nod and walk to the door walking out fast. "You okay Loges?" I saw Kendall sit up in his chair putting his head back, groaning loudly. "Okay...do me a favor buddy." I pressed my lips together hard seeing James walk towards me while still watching Kendall struggle in his restraints. Gently, James grabbed my face and tilted it to look at him. "I've fucked up a lot in my life. Between Carlos and not being able to help Chris like the good friend I should have been…" I sobbed out lowering my head and reached out grabbing his shirt. "Up until just recently I thought I was the one who always got the shit end of the stick with Kendall, solely because I have no esteem. But it's been the other way around and I've let him get fucked over for it." He tilted my head again and we locked eyes as his thumbs wiped at my cheek bones. "I promised you I'd bring him home to you. And I'm going to do just that. But I need your help okay?" I nodded tugging on his shirt and he leaned in smiling small. "I'm going to send you home, with Jimmy and another agent. You are going to stay there, with Gabe and Robbie until I get Kendall, and I need you to do this without fighting me on it. Okay?"

"James…"

"I can't have you here Logan. I can't look over and see you crying. Because it distracts me. It makes me only want to go out and burn this fucking city down until I find Kendall and put a bullet between Stevens eyes. So, I just need you to do this for me Logan. I need you to not fight me and please just get yourself in a good head space okay? Please Logan." I sobbed out again pushing into him hearing Kendall's faint groaning. "You got something?" James wrapped around me tight, letting me cry…rather sob onto his chest as I heard Jimmy clear his throat behind me.

"I think so…but also I don't think you should let them leave the office. Just as a precaution dude." I sobbed out loud again making James run a hand through my hair. He sighed over me as I tugged on his shirt in the back, squeezing my eyes shut hard. "Just a suggestion. I know I would feel better knowing those four were here, instead of out in the open."

"You're right…I'll keep them up here with you, while I get this shit figured out." I gently pushed back away from James and let out a hard breath still hearing Kendall groan, and mumble into the rope around his mouth.

"Actually, I think I may have something…the first part of this puzzle is…actually rather simple." I turned gently and looked down at the laptop on Jimmy's lap. There was a small screen in the corner, showing Kendall tied to the chair still, but the majority of the screen was taken up by an open email. "It says…to sweep up your mess, you must return to the start. I assume that has something to do with you James…and Steven. When you guys had that one-time thing." I looked back to James quick and he let me go lowering his hands form me. "After that it says…once you find the reasoning, assume you were never in the wrong and think about your first real love. I wish I was making this up…but that's the whole puzzle." James frowned and took a step back, shaking his head. "I was honestly thinking of it being something more intense. Only because of all the shit he's already pulled." I turned to Jimmy who ran a hand over his buzzed head shaking it. "Kendall is still alone. And his wounds look okay. That knife in his leg though…"

"As long as the knife stays in, the blood won't come out as much." Jimmy snapped to me quick and nodded putting a hand on my shoulder. "James…when you and Steven hooked up…" I turned back to my oldest friend and slid off the bed fast. James was walking to the door. "Wait." I hurried after him, grabbing the door before it slammed in my fast. I ran out into the sort of busy hallway and ran after James who was walking fast, mumbling to himself. "James wait…please…" I reached him just as he pulled a door open and walked into a short hallway that's sole purpose was stairs. I frowned watching him start to walk down them, and still followed after him. "What are you thinking?"

"He wants me to go to where this started…between him and I. That means my office." My stomach twisted as I looked at the back of his head resisting the urge to hit it.

"You and Steven fucked in your office?"

"Not my new one…no…the one I had on the bottom level when Kendall and I became partners. It was right down the hall from Steven's office." I nodded as he walked down yet another flight of stairs, before stopping in front of a door, and pulling it open hard. "Think about my first real love…that's Carlos. But what does that have to do with anything?" I shrugged as he walked down a dim hallway pulling out a set of keys from his front jean pocket. He abruptly stopped in front of a closed door and shoved a key in fast. I looked down the rest of the dark quiet hallway and saw another door shut and locked up tight. At least I assumed. But the name plate on the door made me start to walk to it. It said Steven's name on it. "Loges…" I stopped hearing James worried voice and turned quick walking to him as he held the door open. As I stepped in, he flipped a light on overhead and a small, cramped office came into view. "I don't know what we're looking for. Almost all of my shit is out of here. When Kendall moved out here about 8 months ago we got moved up stairs to our current office's. I took almost everything with me." I frowned turning to him as he walked in slowly looking around.

"Almost everything?" We locked eyes and he put up one finger walking to the small desk in front of us fast. He grabbed a picture frame on it and raised it sucking in a hard breath. I moved forward quick and yanked the frame out of his hand. I looked down and felt disgusted seeing Steven's grinning face. He was holding around Kendall who was kissing his cheek. James and Carlos were beside them, also holding onto each other Carlos grinning ear to ear. I looked up to James who was shaking his head, hand son his hips.

"I don't understand." I softly handed the picture back to James, feeling something close to jealousy rip through me. James and Carlos clearly had an intense friendship with Kendall and Steven. And I never knew about it.

"Maybe that's not what he wants you to look at." We locked eyes again as he set the picture on the desk, both of us turning to glance around the small office. "Is there anything else in here that would be associated with Carlos?" James sighed out but shook his head, glancing around again. "Okay so the picture." I walked to the edge of the desk slowly and picked the frame back up, ignoring Kendall and Steven. "When was this taken?"

"About two years ago. Kendall and Steven took us out to dinner one night, to celebrate our anniversary." I nodded looking around the still picture seeing a blue sky and what looked like grassy hills behind them. "It was a winery in Malibu that Kendall constantly joked about buying one day. For Steven obviously…" I looked up fast and James looked over my head going blank. "Holy shit…"

"What?" James looked down fast and yanked the frame from my hand. He opened up the back of it, and pulled the picture out turning it around to look at the back. "What James?" He raised the back of the picture to me, and put his thumb under some writing in a pretty cursive. I could tell it was Carlos's handwriting.

"Here's hoping you don't forget me, even though you claim your first real love is liquor. I love you babe. -The Malibu Estate, 2016." I looked up slowly to James who was smiling small. "I know where he is."