So my two week plan isn't going well. But I must say this has been a pretty damn productive week, despite this not being updated until Friday :S
I didn't know what the heck I was going to do with this story for a while, because I've been working on this chapter throughout the week and was like 'once this chapter is over I have no idea what I'm going to do!'. But alas, when I got to the end, I found a direction. WHOOP for direction! So I have at least a couple more chapters in me until the end (and then I get to start part III! *Kendall happy dance!*)

One more week of school guys and then two weeks holidays! This week, besides being more on the stressful side, has been epic! I found out I'm actually going to get to visit America at the start of 2013! (I know its ages away but I am SUPER stoked! I thought I wasn't going to get to go, but now I am! I'll get to visit heaps of the O.C, and then stay with a host family for a few days and then off to San Francisco! SO EXCITED!)

Anyway, I don't own anything (I haven't said that in a while so I thought I'd add it) Enjoy

Chapter 10

Over the next week Carlos was confined to his bed, and was slowly showing signs of recovery. He's throat was still burning and his head was continually pounding, but as long as he wasn't getting worse Mama Knight was happy.

She was still a bit concerned about his appetite pretty much being null and void, and he was much quieter than usual, but as long as he was in the apartment and not outside, she was also satisfied.

Sighing contently as she stirred the pot of meatballs she was quite happy to soak up the atmosphere that was currently surrounding her. Carlos was sleeping (hopefully peacefully) in his room, Logan was sitting on the couch reading a book, James was playing video games next to him and Kendall was on the phone. She was aware Katie was down by the pool more than likely scamming adults from there hard earned money, so currently she knew were everyone of her children was and although may not be completely impressed with their wellbeing, she really couldn't ask for more.

Except maybe if Kendall wasn't grimacing into his phone.

"Okay…yep…okay…look it's not my fault…there is no need to yell…he's really sick Gustavo… *sigh* okay," Kendall talked into the phone. He'd been on the phone with Gustavo for over 20 minutes and so far the only progress that had been made was Gustavo had found a variety of new, colorful adjectives to address the boys as.

Without Carlos, rehearsals were not going well. As they had previously found out from the concert issue, reality issue and even marriage disaster, big time rush just did not function properly with only three. They were a perfectly in sync band who could only work with each member present, with his head focused in the game. Dance practice and vocals had been awful without the smaller Latino next to them, everybody had realized that on the first note.

But there was no pleasing Gustavo, he wasn't happy when they were in the studio practicing without Carlos, but he certainly wasn't happy with them just not turning up either. What did the gigantic man want from them? Carlos was sick and until he was better Mama Knight was certainly not going to let him come to practice. He was barely let out of bed, let alone the apartment. Not since the last time.

Kendall would have deemed his mother dramatic or possibly insane on any normal occasion. However after Carlos wondering out of the apartment in the middle of the night, he knew it was now just precautions she wasn't willing to go without. She had literally locked the front door, and held the key in her pocket. Nobody entered or left the apartment without the fierce red heads knowledge and permission.

"Look," Kendall said aggravated into the phone, "Carlos is sick, until he gets better he going to be completely useless at practice. Now you can either have the three of us turn up and do are best, or we cannot come at all until he's better," he concluded.

There was silence in the apartment except for James video game that occasionally when "Peww, pew" but the pretty boy was more focused on Kendall's conversation then his game. Even Logan had his head out of his favorite book to ease drop.

"Fine," Gustavo's loud, overpowering voice could be heard, "Take the week off and get that stupid dog better. You all have to be in next Monday at 7. We have a lot of work to do."

Kendall smirked, "See ya then Gustavo,"

"Does that mean we get a week off?" Logan asked almost grinning with glee. Sure, nobody wanted Carlos to be sick, but nobody really minded sacrificing a week without Gustavo for it.

"Sure does," Kendall smiled, "But Carlos needs to be better by then."

James turned to Logan and Mama Knight, "Can it be done?"

Kelly took a moment to think about it, "I think there's a good possibility. As long as he doesn't strain himself too much,"

Logan and James Hi-fived, "Good, because him being sick, it becoming a real downer," James said.

Kendall rolled his eyes and wacked the pretty boy in the side good naturally, "That's a terrible thing to say James, it's not like it's his fault," the blonde picked up a controller and started a game with James.

"Well he could have prevented it," Logan said slowly.

Kendall rolled his eyes, "Yea, but still,"

"But still what?" Logan asked.

Kendall just shrugged and continued playing, "I donno, he's Carlos. What did you expect?"

Logan laughed, "Yea I guess,"

"It's like this," James started while concentrating hard on his video game, "Your Logan. So when you're sick we expect you to be all major embarrassed and deny stuff so we usually don't believe anything that ends in 'fine'. He's Carlos, so when he's sick we don't exactly expect him to make the right decisions for himself. Everybody has their own way. It's like Kendall, when he's sick we expect him to not tell anyone, get all ridiculously moody and snappy when people ask him, and eventually have to restrain him to a bed in order to get him to sit the hell down. It's the circle of life."

Now James had the rooms full attention. Logan abandoned his book while Kendall abandoned his game to stare at the pretty boy with a mix of confusion and disbelief. Mama Knight smirked amused at the boys strange logic.

Kendall was the first to speak, "I do not need to be retrained when I'm sick!"

James shrugged, still not really looking anywhere but his game that he was now dominating at because of Kendall abandoning it, "Maybe not retrain but you're not the easiest person to get a straight answer from because of your pride."

"I'm not that bad," Kendall complained.

James shrugged again and Logan grinned sheepishly, "Well…"

"Oh shut up," Kendall whined.

Logan grinned, "Okay James, so where does that leave you when you're sick?"

"I don't get sick," James smirked.

Logan rolled his eyes, "Now that's a lie,"

James shook his head, "I haven't been sick since I was 8. I have an immune system stronger then rocks."

Logan frowned, "You haven't been sick since you were 8? No way, I don't believe it,"

"Name a time when I got sick," James said confidently.

Both Logan and Kendall thought hard for a moment and then recalled that they couldn't actually remember a time when James was sick.

"No way," Kendall said not willing to believe it.

"Yep," James just smirked, "Hard as rocks,"

Kendall glared and chucked a couch pillow at James, "Hey!" He exclaimed.

"Where were your rocks to protect you then?" Kendall smirked.

James's eyebrows narrowed and he quickly deserted his video game to jump tackle Kendall on the ground.

Within moments the two were full on play wrestling. James not willing to be beaten though, quickly took a below the belt tactic and went for the slightly shorter boys kryptonite ensuring his victory in the play-fight. He spider tickled Kendall's sides and the blonde was quickly yelling, "Okay! Uncle!"

James grinned and got off the blonde.

"You suck," Kendall mumbled clearly embarrassed.

James grinned wider and Logan just shook his head and chose to go back to his book. He was pulled out of his thoughts however when he heard a hacking cough come from the other side of the room.

Everyone's head snapped up as they saw Carlos enter the room, and Logan cringed as he saw the small Latino.

Small Latino really wasn't a very good describing word for the boy, because as he'd always been quite small compared to the others, right now he looked unhealthy small. Logan really wasn't sure how someone could look that wrecked after only two weeks of illness, but Carlos looked shocking.

He walked slowly to the orange couch and collapsed next to Logan.

It wasn't hard to miss the pale complex the boy was escorting or the way his clothes literally hung off him. Despite the baggy sweatpants and hoodie he was hidden beneath it was clear as day the weight that had dropped off him in the past weeks. Logan wasn't sure if it was healthy or even possible the weight that Carlos had clearly lost due to his illness. All that throwing up and loss of appetite had seriously affected his health.

Curling up on the couch with his hoodie he hacked up another painful sounding cough. Logan saw the glassiness in his eyes and the way he shivered.

"How you feeling man?" Logan grimaced placing his hand on the boys forehead.

Carlos shrugged, "Alright,"

"You don't look alright," Kendall stated bluntly moving to the couch.

"I do feel better then before, kind of," Carlos assured them when the whole room gave him the are-you-crazy look.

"Here Carlos, put this under your tongue," Mama Knight said handing him the thermometer.

He took it without hesitation sticking it under his tongue. The room was an unnatural silence while they waited for the verdict.

"101.5," Kelly said, she frowned it was much lower than before, but it was still not a healthy temperature. Clearly the boy was getting better, so why didn't he look like it?

"Are you sure your okay sweetie?" She asked.

Carlos nodded, "I feel better, I'm just tired. Really tired,"

She frowned again, he shouldn't be this tired. He was sleeping all night and majority of the day, so why was he this fatigued, "Are you sleeping okay?"

Carlos shrugged, "Arlight," he mumbled.

Nobody in the room liked this answer and she could feel her other three boys tense protectively, "Is everything all right?"

He nodded quickly and buried his face into the couch, "M'fine. I just want to stay out here for a while. Can we watch a movie?" He asked.

Kelly knitted her eyebrows together in confusion by complied, "Sure you can sweetie. I'll start dinner while you guys put on a movie,"

Carlos grinned and Kelly was just glad he was still smiling. She didn't know what or why, but something was very much bothering the smaller boy.

"Movie time!" James yelled trying to lighten the mood and took a seat next to the Latino, "Anyone in particular?"

Carlos shook his head, he was just happy to be out with his friends and not cooped up in his bed with only his thoughts to keep him company.

"How about Toy Story?" Kendall grinned, knowing it was one of his favorite movies.

Carlos grinned and quickly the boys settled down on the neon orange couch, falling into a peaceful rhythm while watching the classical Disney movie.

Proof reading this was lamer than usual. I just didn't have it in me, so the chapter doesn't really flow the best. I'm really sorry for this!

Review? : )