Our Weird Life

Pairings: Logan/Kendall

Carlos/James

Disclaimer: Don't own any of BTR... IF I DID THAT WOULD BE TOTALLY EPIC!

So I just want to thank everyone who has reviewed and been a reader... I love you all! Onto the next chapter.

Logan's POV

"Ah!" I grabbed my abdomen, "Kenny!" I screeched. The pain was killing me, and I could tell something was wrong. I feared the worst... That I was gonna lose this baby.

"I'm hurrying..." Kendall drove franticly.

"Dad... I..." Emery grabbed my hand. "I'm here." I looked at her, and felt happy that she was here to help me, but so upset with her at the same time. I took a deep breath as the pain dimmed a bit.

"SHIT!" I screamed loudly, as the pain intensified. Kendall pulled me through the emergency room.

"We need Dr. Simmons." He yelled to the woman.

"You need to sit down and fill this..." She stopped as I stood up straight, as best I could, and flashed my hospital tag. "Oh Dr. Mitchell!" She gasped and called the doctor. She ushered us to a room. "You," She pointed to Emery, "Must stay here."

"I'll be fine Em." I nodded and we were taken through the doors.

"He'll be here soon." She said and left.

"Ugh..." I groaned, and pulled myself onto the bed.

Kendall helped as best he could. I gripped his hand, as pain ran through my abdomen again.

"Kendall..." I gasped as the pain died down, to a dull ache.

"Dr. Mitchell, Kendall." Dr. Simmons hurried in, with a nurse.

"Rich... Something isn't right." I wheezed, the fright in my voice, caused Kendall to frown.

He lifted my shirt, and placed a stethoscope on my stomach and waist. "Logan..." He paused and pulled my shirt back down.

"Was the baby to stressed? I've been kinda stressed..." I rambled.

"Logan, have you been lifting heavy objects? Or working harder than usual?" He asked me, placing a hand on my shoulder.

"Well I had to get a nursery together for my friends, son." I said, propping myself up on my elbows.

"Logan..." He paused, and his face fell. I gasped slightly, and my eyes widened.

"N...no...nononono!" I screamed, shaking my head. "NO! Please! No!" I cried out.

"Logie..." Kendall looked at me, scared out of his mind.

"I'm sorry..." Rich said. "I'll let you be alone." He left, along with the nurse.

"Logie?" Kendall said my name, in a small, scared, voice. "What's going on?"

I sat there, my head in my hands, and sobbed. "Kendall, it's gone..." I said looking up at him.

His eyes got big, and they filled with tears. "No... god, no!" He stood and punched the wall. "NO!" He screamed out again. "Son of a bitch!" He yelled out.

"Kendall..." I gasped out sobs.

"Logan... hunni." He wrapped his arms around my chest.

"I'm so sorry Kendall..." I sobbed on his chest. "Its all my fault..."

"No." He took my face in his hands. "It's not your fault."

"But..." I stopped as his lips met mine.

"It's not." Kendall said sadly.

The door opened, and Rich came back in.

"Here," He handed me a bottle of pills. "These will regulate your body again, and give you your strength back."

"Thanks Rich." I smiled.

"You can go home now." He smiled sadly.

"Thanks Rich. I'll be back on Friday." I said and shook his hand.

He pulled me into a hug. "If you need longer time, I'll talk to Ridges."

"Nah, I'll be fine." I smiled and took Kendall's hand.

Emery's POV

I looked up, from the coat in my lap, as the doors opened.

"Dad!" I stood and ran over to him.

"Hey." He said sadly.

"Is everything... okay?" I asked, fearing the worse.

He shook his head. "I lost the baby..."

"No..." I covered my mouth. "Dad..."

I dropped my stuff and hugged him tightly. I heard him sniff then I looked up at Kendall. I let go of dad and went over to hug him.

"Daddy..." I nuzzled against his chest.

"Heh. Em, wrong parent." I heard him chuckle.

I shook my head, and looked up into his bright green eyes. A smile spread across his face. "You're my Daddy Kendall." I told him. "And I love you, both."

"WHAT HAPPENED?" Uncle James asked, as soon as I walked through the door.

"Shh!" Uncle Carlos, hit him, "You'll wake Shane."

I looked at him sadly, and shook my head.

"I'm gonna go to bed." I said, rubbing my eyes. "Night Uncle Carlos, Uncle James."

Kendall's POV

"Well?" James asked as soon as Logan and I walked in. Logan looked up at him, hiccuped, and ran up stairs.

"Oh my god..." Carlos covered his mouth. "No..."

"Yeah..." I sighed sadly.

"What?" James asked, slightly lost. I stood, in the front room, with my two friends. I sniffed and wiped my eyes.

"Logan lost it... lost the baby..." I said finally.

"Oh... Logan..." He said, looking up the stairs.

"I'm gonna go check on him." Carlos said, and ran up the stairs to his friend.

"Kendall... man, I'm so sorry." James placed a hand on my shoulder.

Carlos' POV

"Logan?" I walked into his room. No Logan... I walked into Emery's room, No Logan, but a sleeping Emery. I sighed and went to my own room, to wait for James. As I walked past the nursery, there I saw Logan, just standing over Shane. The light from the moonlight was shining on his face, and I could see he was crying.

"Logan..." I walked in.

"Oh Carlos, I'm sorry." He wiped his eyes. "I'll leave."

"No... Are you okay?" I asked.

He sniffed, and looked back down at Shane. "I'm not sure you understand how much I wanted this baby. I mean yeah i have Emery, but... this baby, he was mine... and Kendall's..."

"He?" I asked, noticing he used a gender.

"Yeah, I found out a week ago, I hadn't told Kendall yet, it was gonna be a birthday surprise..." Logan placed a hand on his stomach. The baby hadn't really made him gain much weight, so he was still thin-ish.

"Logan..." I pulled him into a hug. "I don't understand, but I'm sure I can at least listen." I rubbed his back, as he cried.

"Thanks Carlos..."

"Come on," I pulled his hand. "We can go talk in my room."

"Okay." He nodded and we went across the hall to James' and my room.

"Hey Carlitos!" James muttered, sexually, from our bed. I paused in the doorway, and Logan looked down at his feet.

"I'm going to bed..." He muttered.

"Oh... Logan..." I sighed.

"Oh geeze..." James stood, and pulled on some boxers. "Logan, come back, I'll leave."

"Thanks James." He smiled, slightly, but it was still a smile. I sat on the bed and he took the desk chair.

"Tell me all about it." I took Logan's hand.

Kendall's POV

I sighed, and stretched out on the couch.

"Scoot." James hit my legs.

"I thought you went to bed, like ten minutes ago." I said staring at my friend, who was only dressed in a pair of boxers.

"I know... But then Carlos brought Logan in to talk." He said running a hand through his short brown hair.

"Logan's still up?" I asked.

"Yeah. I think they need time to talk." James said, stopping me from getting up. "Hmmm..." He tilted his head to the left, staring at me. He reached over and grabbed my ponytail, which was draped over my shoulder, then yanked.

"Ow! Shit man." I slapped his hand away. "What was that for?" I asked rubbing my scalp.

"I was just thinking how over the years, since BTR has been over, my hair has gotten shorter, as yours has gotten longer."

"Yeah..." I said, running my fingers through my hair. "It's been fun to see you with short hair though." I laughed, and ran my hand over his short hair. It reminded me of how Logan's hair was, when he was younger.

"I miss it, at times. Like when we went to see Gustavo and Kelly, I really missed my hair then." He chuckled.

"I missed singing..." I sighed. "I missed being famous. And singing on stage." I sighed. "Dude, Emery called me daddy, while we were at the hospital."

"That's great..." He paused, and yawned. "Hey, I'm loving the reminiscing... but I'm beat. G'night." He patted my back and head up stairs. I followed him.

"Oh come on..." He sighed loudly. I walked over to his spot in the doorway, and witnessed what he had. Carlos had fallen asleep, along with Logan, in James' bed. They slept, similar to little kids, who were there to comfort each other. In each other's arms, like brothers. James sighed. "Take your husband to your bed... and out of mine." James pointed.

"Nah. Let him sleep. You'll live." I chuckled, and left for my bed.

As I got comfy in my own bed, the door opened and James walked in carrying a pillow.

"What are you doing?" I asked sitting up.

"Going to bed." He said throwing his pillow on Logans' side of the bed, and sliding under the covers. "Night." He said and faced his back to me.

I groaned at the weirdness, and rolled over to face the wall. "Night." I grumbled back. James shifted, and his leg brushed mine. "Dude! Stay on your side!" I hit his arm.

"Ow... Well maybe I would! If my side wasn't so small!" He punched back.

"It's not even your side! It's Logans', and we normally just sleep together, in the middle. But he is currently, sleeping in your bed, with your husband." I grumbled, sitting up.

"Well... I'm not gonna cuddle with you!" James said, sitting up.

"God... Go sleep in your sons room..." I shoved.

"No! I'm not sleeping on the floor!"

"Well... then stay on your side..." I laid back down.

"Mehmehmeh..." I heard him grumble.

Emery's POV

I woke and groaned, feeling the stress from yesterday. I sighed as I passed a picture of me and dad, and Kendall. I was only three in the picture, and a tear sprung to my eyes. Dad, won't ever have that ever again. I shook my head and decided to go check on him.

"Dad?" I knocked on the door of my parents' room. "Dad?" I opened it slowly and quietly. "Uncle James?" I tilted my head in confusion, as I saw my uncle and step-dad, spooning. Uncle James had an arm draped over Kendall's waist. "Uhm..." I shook my head and left. I walked up to the third level of the house, and opened the door to Uncle Carlos' room.

"Uncle Carlos... Why is..." I paused as I saw Uncle Carlos and dad sleeping in the same bed. I shut the door and walked into Shane's room. He cooed and reached up for me.

"Shanester... I think we missed something last night." I smiled to the baby.