Time went by and days began to feel like months. It felt like Logan had been gone for much longer than he really had been. Filming of Big Time Rush had been suspended none of the guys could even fathom going to set and trying to do the show without Logan. Fortunately Nickelodeon felt the same way so there was no pressure on them to pretend everything was okay.

Logan's family finally was told of the news and his parents flew in so they could be closer to the investigation. Nobody wanted to give up hope but with each passing day it began to look more and more grim. The police were looking into Tiffani as a suspect but so far had not been able to trace anything back to her. She had not missed a day of work and there was no physical evidence to tie her to the case. When the police questioned her she stayed calm as a cucumber, displaying no signs that she did indeed have Logan in a dark stuffy room at her parent s vacation home.

As the days wore on the worry began to take its toll on the boys. Carlos was no longer his happy-go-lucky self and seldom smiled. James had dark circles under his eyes due to lack of sleep and Kendall seemed to be sinking into a depression. Carlos and James were starting to become afraid that they were losing him too and tried hard to keep him from sinking too far but it seemed to be a losing battle. He rarely left Logan's room except to eat or shower and even those things were next to impossible to get him to do. James doubted Kendall was getting much more sleep than he was, if any at all. Every time Carlos or James went to check on him he just lay in Logan's bed, staring up at the ceiling or out the window. He was getting thinner than usual. When they did manage to get him to eat it was only a few bites before he pushed his plate away, saying he was full.

James and Carlos understood. It was hard to get up and get dressed every morning, not knowing what happened to Logan. But someone had to. They too could barely stand to eat, with that constant feeling of dread in their stomach. It was like they were always waiting for the other shoe to drop, waiting to get that phone call that Logan's body had been discovered. But James forced himself to function each day and Carlos did the same. Neither man blamed Kendall for not being able to do so. As close as they all were, none were as close to Logan as Kendall was. Kendall, who always put on a brave face as their undefined leader, deserved to have a moment of weakness.

The days stretched into a week, and then two. Logan lost track of time completely as he stayed confined to that dark room. Tiffani had taken to handcuffing him to a pipe in the corner of the room at gunpoint whenever she visited him or left the house, she feared so much that he would attempt to escape. His arms ached from being in the same position for so many hours at a time, but other than his injury the night she kidnapped him he remained unharmed. She seemed to be very invested in keeping him alive, bringing him decent meals three times a day and leaving a pitcher of water for him at all times.

"Good morning Logan." Tiffani's cheerful voice rang out as she stepped into the room, closing the door tightly behind her. The gun was already in hand, pointing right at him as she bridged the gap between them and sat down. She pressed the gun to his temple and used her free hand to handcuff him, one hand at a time.

"You're not going to get away with this. You've gotta let me go sometime.' Logan huffed.

Tiffani just smiled and shook her dark hair. "No I don't. It seems to be working out pretty well for me, don't you think?" She pushed the gun into his temple so hard he winced. "I hope you aren't thinking about trying anything funny. I don't want to kill you, but I don't mind killing them."

Logan's eyes went wide. "Don't you dare even THINK about hurting my friends!"

She laughed at that. "That's the way to get to you, isn't it? Through them? You're too attached to them, you know. Especially that Kendall," she said with a look of disgust. "You listen to everything they say. I heard them talking about how they didn't like me." She frowned, her expression thoughtful. "That's why I had to step in, try to get in between you guys."

Logan's forehead wrinkled. "Step in?" He asked in confusion.

"Did you really believe that Carlos wrecked your shirt?" She asked innocently.

Logan's jaw twitched. "That was YOU?"

Her shoulders shook with laughter. "That was pretty funny. You were really pissed at him." She brushed a hand slowly down Logan's cheek. "I have my ways, Logie. I've just proven I can get in your house whenever I want without you ever knowing about it."

"Don't you hurt them." Logan growled, glaring at her. "I mean it."

"Oh but I already have." She kept the gun to his forehead, leaning in and whispering in his ear. "I wish you could see how pathetic they are. Carlos looks like he s going to burst into tears all the time. James looks like shit. And Kendall..." she trailed off, cocking her head to the side.

Logan straightened up a little. "What about Kendall? Maybe I should allow you to see," Tiffani smirked. She got up and walked out of the room, gun still clutched tightly in hand. A minute later she reappeared with a laptop, which she set within viewing range of Logan. She sat down on the floor and reached forward, using the mouse to pull up a split screen with three small web cam images. Logan's eyes widened as he realized he was looking at Carlos, Kendall and James.

"You...what the hell are you doing with this? How did you get cameras in the house?" Logan cried out, struggling against his handcuffs to no avail.

Tiffani just shrugged, looking very pleased with herself. "None of your business. Now watch."She demanded.

Logan couldn't have torn his eyes away even if he'd wanted to. His eyes first went to Carlos, who sat on the floor in his bedroom looking through pictures. Every so often he'd crack a smile but even through the small camera Logan could see his sadness.

His eyes wandered to the next screen, where James sat stiffly in the desk chair in his room, speaking to someone on the phone. Logan couldn't hear the conversation but James looked so grave as he spoke, nodding every so often.

Next was Kendall. It took Logan a moment to realize that he was looking at his own bedroom. "Why is Kendall in my room?" he questioned out loud, eyes trailing to the blonde laying in his bed. Kendall's green eyes were open and staring into space but not really seeing. It scared Logan how blank his expression was. Then Kendall sucked in a shuddering breath and closed his eyes briefly. When he reopened them there were tears spilling over and making their way down his cheeks. He made no move to brush them away.

More than anything that hurt Logan's heart. Kendall didn't cry. So for him to be crying now he had to be really hurting. Logan closed his eyes and turned away. When he finally opened them again Tiffani looked quite proud of herself.

"Hmm. Kendall, huh?" Tiffani smirked, shaking her head. "So Kendall is the way to get to you. Isn't he?" She stared Logan down but he wouldn't look her in the eye. "Hopefully I have your attention now. Don't try anything funny or they'll get it. Kendall first. Even if you manage to kill me, I have an accomplice that won't hesitate to off them all." She tapped the screen and closed the laptop. Logan slumped against the wall in defeat. Maybe he would think of a way out, but right now he had nothing.