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.

Gonna be the last chapter! Hope everyone loves it!

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Kendall's POV

"Emery! Hurry up!" I hollered up the stairs.

"Hold on!" I heard. I stood at the end of the stairs, my foot tapping. "Coming!" She said as she ran down the stairs. "Sorry. I took a crazy long shower..." She laughed. Her used to be long hair, now short and very curly. She had matured over the years from a cute 16-year-old girl to a lovely 20-year-old woman.

"TREVOR! Come on!" She yelled up the stairs.

"Comin..." A small blonde boy, only 4, toddled his way down the stairs. "Sissy... Can we go to the park?"

"Sure bubba." She smiled to the young boy. "Want me to take Delaynie?"

"Nah. I can handle her." I smiled down to the brown haired, 3 month old asleep in my arms.

"I'm SOOO late!" I watched as Logan ran past Emery and me, and up the stairs.

"Papa! Can you come with us?" Trevor asked.

"I'm sorry buddy... I can't. I have to watch 'Laynie-bear." I smiled down to my son.

"Okay." He sighed. "Come on sissy! I wanna get some candy!" He took Em by the hand and pulled with all his might to the door.

"Okay… Okay." She laughed and picked up the boy. I looked down into her deep brown eyes, eyes that matched Logan's. And Trevors' eyes, who matched Emery's right down to the shape.

"Should you be lifting Trevor so soon?" Logan asked as he hurried down the stairs again.

"I'll be fine." She smiled.

"Daddy! Hug!" Trevor held his tiny arms out.

"Okay, Trev!" Logan took the toddler from Em and hugged him tight. "Be good for sissy. Okay?"

"Yes daddy. I will." He saluted.

"Bye." Emery hurried out the door.

I smiled as I watched her buckle Trevor in.

"Bye Kenny!" I heard Logan yell out.

"Bye!" I ran over to him, placing a kiss on his cheek.

"Bye sweet girl..." He lightly kissed our daughter, before running out the door.

As I placed Delaynie in her swing, my mind wandered.

After Emery had come to us, saying she wanted to be our surrogate. I was super excited. We first off had to pull her from school. We decided, that between James, and I, who both had degrees in teaching, we could teach a high schooler. Then once she had started home schooling, we took her to Logan's doctor office, where a colleague checked her over, ran tests, and all that, on her to see if she was a good choice for surrogate...ing...* She checked out great. And then the hard part came. I had to give my sperm... so the doctors could put it in my daughter... Yeah she wasn't my blood daughter. But it still made me feel really sick. Logan said to not think of it as getting your daughter pregnant... but after that, it was all I could think about. We had two fertilized eggs implanted, but only one took. And obviously 9 months later, Trevor was born. The first time I held him, I knew he could be Logan's and mine. He had Logan's dimples, and his skin tone. Even though Emery didn't have his dimples. So I knew this must have been a miracle baby.

Emery was finally happy to see her little brother. She smiled and cooed over him. For the first few days we were all home, Logan didn't hardly ever put Trevor down. I held him a lot of the time too. Emery recovered quickly, and soon was asking if we wanted another. Of course we said no. Logan said once Trevor was older, then maybe.

I glanced over to Delaynie, who was still passed out in her swing.

Emery, Logan and I decided, the week after Emery's 20th birthday, that we would try for a second baby. I again got that sick feeling in my gut. I knew it was for Logan and I, but it still gave me the creeps… even after 4 years. The egg took right away, and soon Em was pregnant again. We loved having her do this. But this baby was different than her pregnancy with Trevor.

*Flashback 6 months ago*

"Dad… I feel sick…" A 7 months pregnant, Emery whined, from the couch.

"Well you don't have a temperature." Logan removed his hand from the girl's forehead.

"Okay… not sick… more like in pain!" Emery sat up suddenly, and her hands flew down to her midsection.

"Like contractions pain?" I asked.

"Y…Yep…" She gasped out. Logan started to panic as I grabbed her up, bridal style.

"COME ON LOGAN!" I yelled to the panicking brunette. I rushed her to the hospital Logan worked at.

"Help! We need Dr. Simmons!" Logan yelled to the receptionist, flashing his ID.

"Yes Dr. Mitchel." The woman said, paging Em's doctor.

We got all settled into a room, and Emery's contractions were still going strong.

Dr. Simmons walked in.

"Rich! Help Em! She's only 7 months. Stop the contractions!" Logan yelled frantically.

"I can't Logan. Emery is already 8 centimeters dilated. This baby will be here tonight." He said.

"But…" She gasped. "I'm not full term…will this baby make it?"

"The baby seems to be close to fully developed. It'll be a hard couple months. But the baby should live. I'll be right back. Page a nurse… just tell Logan if you need anything." He said with a laugh, then left.

"Daddy…" Emery's voice trembled, and she grabbed onto my shirt. "I'm scared."

"I know Em." We hugged her. "We'll keep this baby safe." I rubbed her tummy.

*End*

I shook my head, as I heard Delaynie start to cry.

"Hey now…" I picked her up, and rocked her. "No need to cry. Daddy's here." I smiled down to her.

"HEY! Anyone home!" I heard a familiar voice yell out.

"Hey Carlitos!" I walked over to the doorway, and saw Carlos, James and Shane walking in.

"Hey Kendall! Hi Laynie- bear!" James smiled, and kissed the little girl.

"Hey there Shanester!" I ruffled the 5-year-old's hair.

"Hi Uncle Kendall. Where's Trevor?"

"At the park with Emmie." I told him as Carlos took Laynie from me.

"Oh…" He sighed sadly.

We walked into the living room, and Carlos started to play with my daughter.

Emery's POV

"Come on bro! We have to get home. Don't you miss papa?" I asked my little brother.

"Yeah." He said taking my hand. We got home and I saw a car parked in my spot. I knew who it was.

"James? Carlos?" I yelled out as I opened the door.

"Em!" James ran to me, and picked me up in a huge hug.

"Ow! Put me down! I'm still sore from Laynie…" I winced.

"Sorry." He laughed then bent down to hug Trevor. "Hey little man! Shane is in the living room." And Trevor was gone in a flash.

"Heh." I giggled.

"He's gotten so big." James laughed.

"I know… he's already 4…" I smiled.

"She's beautiful." He said to me as I put my jacket on the hook.

"Oh… thanks…"

"She looks like you."

"She looks like dad." I sighed. "She's just my baby sister."

"She' may be your 'sister' but she can still look like her mother." James took my hand. "Will you ever tell her or Trevor?"

"No… I promised dad and Kendall that I wouldn't. Both Trevor and Laynie are their kids. Not mine." I said. "I'm just the older sister." I smiled. "Come on, I wanna play with Shane."

"Emmie!" Shane automatically clung to my legs.

"Hi Shanester." I picked him up, and a slight pain shot over my abdomen. "Okay… no more heavy lifting…" I sat him down and plopped down on the couch.

"You okay?" Carlos asked from the floor.

"Logan was right…" Kendall said. "No more lifting Trevor OR Delaynie."

"But… I… Fine…" I huffed and crossed my arms.

Delaynie started to get fussy, while Carlos was holding her.

"Here." I held out my arms, "She's hungry."

"Nope." Kendall stood and took her from Carlos. "There is some in the fridge. No need to get fresh from you." He smirked and stuck his tongue out at me.

"Oh hush!" I placed my arms back in my lap.

"Sissy?" Trevor walked over to me.

"Hmm?"

"Can I go spend the night at Shanes?" The four-year-old asked me.

"Why are you asking me? Why not ask papa?" I asked him.

"I dunno… I thought I should ask you." He shrugged.

"Go and ask papa." I scooted him along.

"He asked you, because you're his…"

"Don't even say it James!" I stopped him.

"Em?" Carlos looked up.

"James keeps on saying I should tell Trevor… about me…" I turned my head away from James.

"Are you?" Carlos asked.

"No! Of course not! Trevor is my little brother!" I sighed. "Not my son."

"But he is!" James stood.

"He's what?" Kendall asked walking out with a happy Delaynie.

"Trevor, can you go pack some clothes? And Shane, could you help him?" I asked the two boys.

"Okay." They nodded, and ran up the stairs to Trevor's room.

"James thinks I should tell Trevor, once he's older, that I'm his mother. But I'm not! I'm his sister!" I huffed.

"What happens if he askes who his mother is?" James asked Kendall and I.

"Well it won't be me!" I yelled, standing. "I'm gonna go help my brother gather some clothes." I ran up the stairs, wiping tears from my eyes.

Kendall's POV

"James!" I punched him in the arm. "Do you know how hard it was to have Trevor, who was PHYSICALLY attached to her for 9 months, then to give him to us, and become his big sister? Do you even know? It was so hard for her. She cried for over an hour after Logan and I signed his birth certificate!" I yelled in his face.

"I didn't know…" James hung his head. "I just thought…"

"No… you didn't think." I sighed. "I'll be right back. I have to check on her." I walked up the stairs, and past Trevor's room. I knocked on the shut door, and heard a small okay.

"Em… James… he doesn't think." I said, as I walked over to the sobbing girl, face down on her pillows.

"H…he j…just does… doesn't under… stand… I love… Trevor… and I knew… th…that he was yours… bu… but he… just doesn't c…care." She sobbed.

"I know… and Logan and I love you so much for going through all this, just for us. We love you Em. And one day, when you get married, and have your own family, this feeling won't be there anymore." I hugged her.

"I know… Just make sure if you and dad want another, don't wait so long." She giggled.

"Oh… Logan already said he doesn't want anymore. He did already raise you. So three is a good number." I told her. "Now come on. Let's go say good bye to your brother for the weekend." She nodded and took my hand in hers. I love my three children. No matter if they are mine or not.

Logan's POV

I pulled into my driveway, and quietly opened the door. As I sat my coat on the hook, I glanced at the hall clock. 3 a.m. 'Ugh… could I get off any later?' I sighed and made my way upstairs to my room.

"Kendall?" I flipped on the light, after noticing the empty bed. I started to worry, and made my way down the hall to the nursery. "Kendall?" I asked out to the figure in the doorway.

"Logie… Hey… Look." He took my hand and pulled me into the doorway.

"Wha?"
"Shhh…" He hushed and pointed to the crib. I gasped and smiled at the sight. Emery had pulled the rocking chair up to the side of the crib and had her hand through the slots in the crib, her hand enveloping Delaynie's small hand.

"Our sweet daughter… who has become a mommy way to early…" Kendall whispered to me.

"She is the best daughter ever…" I smiled, and pulled a blanket over her shoulders. I walked back out, and took Kendall back to our room.

"I love you, you know that right?" He asked.

"Always and forever!" I smiled and kissed him.