A/N: Yay, I'm back! Sorry, I got into a Writer's Block rut, again. :/ But, last night, the plot bunnies finally gave me some inspiration, so more Chapters coming soon! Hope you enjoy, my beautiful Rushers!

Much Love,

Candie

P.S. All mistakes are mine-I'm only human and I have no Beta. ^_^

Carlos blinked, rubbing his eyes roughly to clear the sleep from them. He looked around, slightly confused as to why he was lying awkwardly on the couch, with James and Logan to his left, practically cuddling each other. Logan was draped haphazardly across James' middle, his arms hanging around the taller brunette, while James had his cheek burrowed into a couch pillow, hugging it close to his chest.

Silently summoning his best ninja skills, Carlos carefully maneuvered himself off of the crowded piece of furniture, somehow managing to complete this task without waking anyone up. He slightly grinned; this was an admirable feat for someone who was usually on the more rambunctious side.

After tiptoeing to the bathroom, he brushed his teeth as quietly as he could, and got into the shower, though not much could be done about the noise the pounding water was making. Though, he did manage to refrain from singing. At least, not as loud as he usually did.

Once he was clean and in normal clothes, he turned on stealth-mode once again as he returned to the living room, pleased to find Logan and James still fast asleep on the couch.

Sighing, Carlos took a seat at the kitchen table, swinging his legs absent-mindedly. He wished Kendall were here. Kendall always got up early, especially when they didn't have anything to do.

Carlos' chest tightened at the thought of Kendall, his eyes stinging.

As much as he was treated like the "baby" of the group, the little brother, the one who did childish things and needed to be looked after, he wasn't dumb. Not by a long shot. He realized the fragility and seriousness of Kendall's situation, no matter what James said about things being "Okay", no matter how much Logan tried to comfort him. One of his brothers was in the hospital, had been severely hurt by some monster of a human being, and that was absolutely not "Okay", and no amount of comfort would ease his panic. Nothing would, until Kendall was safe, and better, and everything was happy again, but he knew deep down that things weren't going to be normal for a long time. Carlos looked again at James and Logan on the couch, their faces not as pale as they had been earlier that morning, but they didn't exactly look stress-free, even in sleep. James had somewhat of a frown on his normally bright and cheerful face, and Logan's brow was furrowed slightly.

Carlos looked away, as tears threatened to pour down his face. He didn't understand how life could be great one day, and completely horrible and scary the next. More importantly, why such awful things had to happen to such wonderful people as his friends. He usually understood why things happened-he performed (or tried to perform) a crazy stunt and got a couple of bruises. James got detention for forgetting his homework. Logan got praise for remembering his. Those were easy things, simple cause and effect. But this...This he didn't get.

Kendall was the most amazing, caring, sweet, funny person ever, and honestly, Carlos had no idea why anyone in a million, trillion years would ever lay a finger on him, yet, someone had. It just didn't make sense.

Running a hand over his now slightly damp face, he folded his arms on the table and rested his forehead against them, taking a deep breath. He wanted a hug. Hugs made him feel better, but no one was around to give him one. So he just pulled his arms tighter around himself, and closed his eyes, letting himself fall into a shallow sleep.

Carlos was just beginning to slip into a more restful nap, when the phone rang and jolted him awake.

He quickly looked to James as Logan, but they remained unfazed, completely oblivious to the shrill tone.

Hesitantly, Carlos picked up the phone.

"H-hello?"

"Is this the home of Kendall Knight?" the voice was clear and authoritative.

Carlos swallowed, his heart pounding quicker. "Yes."

"This is Nurse Bradford from the hospital. Mr. Knight is awake, and asking for a 'James Diamond'. Is this him?"

Carlos ignored his racing heart and responded, sounding much more calm and collected than he actually felt. "No, this is Carlos Garcia. But James is here, would you like us to drive over there?"

"I think that would be wise, Mr. Garcia." Carlos could hear concern behind the cool, unattached voice of the Nurse.

"Alright, be there in a few." Carlos hung up, not even bothering to listen to her response.

Immediately, he was by James' side, shaking his shoulder.

"James? James?" he whispered.

The tall brunette mumbled quietly, trying to swat his hand away, and rolled over. Exasperated, he tried again.

" James!" he cried, whacking his tall friend on the back for good measure.

Instantly, James shot into a sitting position, eyes wide open, wearing a "I'm going to kill whoever interrupted my beauty sleep" expression. "Carlos. What?"

Carlos suddenly felt his cheeks redden under the scrutiny of his friend's serious gaze. "Um... This lady, Nurse Bradford, from the hospital called, and-"

James expression changed from extremely annoyed to worried and urgent in a millisecond.

"What did she say, Carlos?" he exclaimed, his eyes widening.

"She said that Kendall was awake-"James' already large hazel eyes widened to the size of saucers. "-and that he was asking for you. She sounded like things weren't too great..." Carlos looked down.

When James finally spoke, it was in a tone of utmost urgency.

"Carlos. I'm going to go get ready. Wake up Logan and tell him to do the same."

Carlos nodded, as James dashed into the hallway.

"Logan? Logie!" Carlos called, shaking the small brunette as he spoke.

Logan gasped, his chocolate eyes blinking wildly, full of fear. He grasped Carlos' arm tightly, as he pulled himself up, still breathing heavily.

"Logie, are you okay?" Carlos asked gently, surprised at the boy's sudden outburst.

Swallowing, Logan nodded, and, chest heaving, he pulled himself into Carlos' arms, holding onto the Latino like his life depended on it.

Carlos let Logan cling onto him, a genuine look of surprise still etched onto his face.

"Logan?"

"Yes?" he whispered.

"You need to go get ready, we have to go see Kendall at the hospital." Carlos left out the part about Kendall asking for James. It really didn't seem like it would do Logan any good at the moment.

Detaching himself from Carlos, he looked up. "Kendall's awake?" he asked incredulously.

"Mhmm. Hurry up and get dressed, James is already."

Logan nodded and nearly sprinted out of the room, just as James was returning.

"He's just getting ready now? Geez, what took so long?"

Carlos could see James was anxious and scared, so Carlos let the slightly rude tone slide.

"I don't know what happened. I woke him up and he freaked out a little. I didn't ask him about it, I will later."

James' expression softened. "Sorry. I'm just really..." he sighed.

"I know, it's okay." Carlos finished for him.

They stood there in silence for a few moments, until Logan returned, car keys in hand, ready to get the heck out the door.

Eight minutes and one illegal-speed car ride later, they arrived at the hospital. James was the first to launch himself out of the vehicle, literally running to the door with Carlos and Logan trailing behind him.

Racing to the desk, James barely let the secretary speak before "Kendall Knight" flew from his lips.

"I assume you're James Diamond?"

"Yeah, I am, if you could just-"

"Sir, I need you to listen to me, there's something you should-"

"Look, I don't care! Just tell me where Kendall's room is!"

"115, down the hall and to the left, but sir, you have to wait and listen to-"

James ignored her completely, racing down the hall and to the left, as she had instructed, only stopping to calm himself once he saw the number 115 on the wooden door. Without a second thought, he pushed it open.

James didn't quite know what he was hoping to see when he entered the room. Actually, he hadn't the faintest idea what to expect. However, he was positive that nothing could have prepared him for what he saw when he opened the door.

Cliff Hanger! I'll update soon! Please tell me what you thought! :)