Soo this is the final chapter. Hope you guys like it. It's just some clarification of things and a happy ending I guess :P enjoy!

Life in Jett Stetson's apartment had turned into something Kendall would never have associated with anything but a cliché family film. At first there had been plenty of issues, such as arguing over who got to use the shower first, or when Carlos ate all the food Jett had saved for himself (as Kendall and Logan were used to that, it didn't bother them too much) or when Logan whined about having to watch Jett's "dumb pretty boy shows". But they all had one thing in common which held them together; they all loved Josh.

Josh was a happy baby, with chubby cheeks and little short legs he loved to kick as he was laid out on the changing table or the rug in the living room. Some nights he slept soundly in his new room, but often he wailed for half the night, and each of the four boys cared for him in organised shifts. By the time he was ten weeks old he was smiling and laughing, babbling along to them as they fussed over him and played with him. As he grew, they found it easier to spot the physical similarities of the three parents in him. One thing Jett always said was that he had Carlos' dangerous level of curiosity and stubbornness. Mrs Knight, James and Katie all visited him often, and they all got along like a house on fire, as his mom always said to him.

Jett was still working on New Town High, but his hours were becoming shorter as summer approached. He was coming home in the afternoons instead of the evenings, leaving early in the morning but leaving a large portion of the day left for himself. And whoever he wanted to spend it with. The band was still on hiatus, but they were discussing getting back into the studio soon. They just wouldn't tour again for a while. They were all okay with that for now.

Jett came home one Tuesday afternoon, driving with the windows of his car shut — because you could never be too careful when it came to paparazzi and crazy fangirls — but the air conditioning on full blast. The sun shone through his front window and he squinted as he pulled into the Palmwoods parking lot. He got up into the apartment, taking off his jacket and hanging it up . He didn't need it anyway.

"Hey," Jett greeted as he spotted Kendall in the kitchen, sitting at the table and eating a sandwich while keeping a firm eye on Josh, smiling and cooing at him.

Kendall looked him, smiling. "Hey, Jett. Carlos and Logan are busy, so . . ."

"You want to . . .?" Jett raised his eyebrows. "But Josh is here."

"No, no!" The blond laughed. "Maybe later."

"What is it, then?"

"I thought it'd be nice to take Josh for a walk," Kendall suggested for a while, indicating to the cooing baby sitting in his high chair. "Maybe to the park or something, it's a great day."

"Good idea!" Jett replied, face lighting up. It was a warm day and staying indoors could get a bit stifling. "I'll grab our sunglasses and the stroller, you get him ready?"

"Got it," Kendall replied, lifting Josh out of his chair and holding him in his arms. "Come on Joshie, let's get you dressed." He walked off into their room and lay Josh down on the changing table, taking off his sleepsuit and grabbing a stripy blue t-shirt and shorts from his clothes drawer. He dressed Josh and slipped his little shoes onto his feet, before finally grabbing his small sun hat, just to be safe. He carried Josh out into the living and placed him on the thick rug by the couch, kept especially for him. He packed up a bag with a baby bottle, some spare diapers and everything else he needed. He took Josh's pacifier and popped it into the baby's mouth, watching him suck happily on it and grinning at him. "Good boy, Joshie," he cooed, picking him up and cradling him, pressing a sloppy kiss to each of his cheeks.

"Ready!" Jett called, unfolding the stroller and shaking it out, setting it on the floor. Kendall walked over and strapped Josh in carefully, tugging the hood of the stroller out so it would shelter him from the sun. He slipped his bag into the pouch at the back and took his sunglasses from Jett, propping them over the collar of his t-shirt. "Let's go," he beamed, pecking Jett's lips before walking out of the apartment door his boyfriend opened for him. "We're going out to the park, Joshie!"

The two took the elevator down to the lobby and walked out past the Palmwoods residents. They were stopped once or twice as people came over to greet them and Josh, cooing at him in delight and tickling under his chin. "Josh is gonna be very popular with the ladies when he's older," Jett couldn't help laughing as the two left the building and headed off down the street. Of course, they knew that soon enough, somebody would probably spot them and take pictures. But they thought nothing of it.

"I wish Carlos and Logan were with us," Kendall sighed blissfully as the two moved into the more peaceful area of the park. "This is gorgeous. But at the same time I'm happy it's just you and me, you know? We don't get that as much anymore."

"I feel you," Jett replied as they eventually stopped and sat at a bench, Kendall pushing the brake down on the stroller and sitting Josh in front of them. He was looking around at his surroundings, eyes wide with curiosity. "It's nice to just be here with Josh, nobody bothering us."

Kendall nodded, hand reaching out tentatively to wrap around Jett's. Jett grinned and laced their fingers together, giving his hand a little squeeze. "I love you," Kendall murmured, resting his head on his shoulder.

"I love you too," Jett replied sweetly, kissing his head. "I'm so happy this happened to us."

"Me too. I mean, at first it seemed like everything was a total disaster. I was becoming a teen mom — or dad — with an unknown father, my mom didn't want me, Carlos and Logan both did, it was all just a gigantic mess." Kendall grinned in the direction of the stroller. "But I love my little Josh and I love you, and I love how everything is okay ow."

"I love you too," Jett repeated with a laugh. He had to admit, Kendall being this happy made him happy too. It was a strange feeling that at first he'd tried to push away and hide from. But seeing Kendall smile and seeing his eyes light up made his day, every single time. He never thought he'd have this kind of relationship, especially not so soon in his life. He'd figured he was too selfish, too childish, too self-centred. And it turned out he wasn't at all.

The two sat in the park for a while, talking and kissing a little and finding the whole day blissfully relaxing. When Josh began to get restless, Kendall took him from the stroller and they walked around and sat on the grass for a while, Jett pushing along the empty stroller beside them. "Oops!" Kendall chuckled as Josh managed to swipe a handful of mud from the ground and drop it all over himself. "I think it's time to take you home."

"We need to clean him up," Jett agreed as Kendall grabbed the baby wipes from his bag and cleaned Josh's hands, before putting him back in the stroller. "Maybe put him down for a nap."

Kendall nodded, straightening up and taking the stroller handles. The two began to walk back through the park, Jett briefly placing his hand on Kendall's shoulder when they slowed to a stop to wait for a woman and her kids to pass them. They walked back to the Palmwoods and returned to the apartment. Jett prepared a bottle for Josh while Kendall changed his t-shirt for a clean one. They fed him and laid him down in his crib, leaving the door just a little bit ajar and leaving the room.

"Now, time for us," Jett grinned, taking Kendall by the hands and leading him into their room. They shut the door just enough to muffle the noises they would make, but left it open enough so that they would hear anything outside the room. Jett tugged Kendall over the bed just as they heard the apartment door open and slam shut. "They're back," Kendall murmured, lifting Jett's shirt over his head and running his hands slowly over his back and to his chest. "Just pretend they're not here."

"No problem," Jett grinned, hoisting Kendall up into his arms before diving onto the bed, trapping the blond beneath him and kissing him hard, sliding his tongue between his lips. Kendall moaned and kissed back eagerly, pulling back to let Jett hurriedly tug off his shirt too. They wrapped up in each other's arms, lips pressed together and rolling so Kendall was on top, then rolling back again. Kendall moaned breathlessly and tugged Jett closer, if that was possible. Jett rubbed their hips together, nipping down along his neck, lost in ecstasy.

"Kendall! Jett! Get out here!"

Kendall groaned and sat up, frowning at Jett. "I wonder what's wrong," he said to himself as he quickly got up off the bed. Jett gave a sigh and got up too. "I guess we'll find out," he said with a shrug. Kendall grabbed his shirt and put it back on and Jett quickly remembered to do the same. The two left their bedroom, walking down to the living room. By some miracle, Josh hadn't woken up at the yell. Logan and Carlos were sitting in front of the television, Carlos holding the remote with the screen on pause. It showed a female presenter with a look of great excitement on her face. Below her the headine read "Big Time Baby Daddy!"

Shit.

"Look at this," Logan hissed, snatching the remote from Carlos and pressing play.

"You all though the biggest shocker of the year was when Kendall Knight of Big Time Rush announced he was pregnant and single, without revealing the name of the father," the presenter rattled off in delight. How they loved the gossip. "Well, you were wrong! Pictures have just been sent in of the singer and the real baby daddy, and you'll never guess who—"

"This is ridiculous," Jett huffed, arms folded as they showed the pictures that some moron had taken of him and Kendall in Palmwoods park. "They just assume things with no reason to!"

"Well, what else are they supposed to assume?" Carlos snapped. "This sucks. Now Stetson's getting the credit for Logan and I's amazing genes!"

Kendall gave a muffled laugh, trying to keep a straight face. "Okay, I'm sorry guys. We should've been more careful."

"We need to tell everybody the truth," Logan said to him.

"The truth?" Kendall gawked. "But they'll all think I'm a whore and a bad person!"

"Well . . ."

Kendall smacked Logan in the back of the head.

"Alright, alright! If we figure out how to word it correctly, we should be okay. You know they'll probably eventually figure out that Jett's not the father, he and Josh look nothing alike. It's better to just rip off the bandaid."

"I guess you're right," Kendall sighed. "Just promise to protect me from any angry mobs, alright?"

"Got it," Carlos and Logan replied cheerfully.

Kendall stood at the door, hearing the hum of chatter behind it. The reporters were all sitting in their seats, waiting. Gustavo had called this quick press conference as soon as they contacted him, having already seen the television reports of Kendall and Jett himself. Kelly was taking care of it. "Ready?" Gustavo asked him, handle on the door. Behind Kendall, the other boys stood in a line; Carlos and Logan, and James, and Jett too, just to add some extra clarification if necessary. It was unusual to see him at what would usually be a band event. But he was glad to have him there.

He nodded to Gustavo and the man opened up the door, walking out to stand at his place and hold his microphone, while Kendall walked out across the stage to sit at the end of the long table. He practically collapsed into his seat, glancing in terror as the other guys sat next to him, before looking out beyond the safety of the stage.

He was immediately blinded by the camera flashes in his eyes, deafened by desperate cries for his attention. He blinked dazedly, leaning forward to speak into his microphone. "Um, hi."

The reporters all blinked up at him, silence falling as they held their notebooks ready and eyes wide, waiting. He swallowed nervously, and glanced at the other four people sitting at his table. James gave him a thumbs up. Carlos, Logan and Jett just smiled reassuringly. He smiled back at them all and returned to face the front. "So, we called this press conference today to talk about the recent reports on TV and in the magazines, about my son Josh and the father, and all that . . . so we're here to clear it all up."

Instantly the reporters roared their questions at him and he quickly shook his head, putting his hand up. "No, no questions until I'm finished."

They eventually quietened down and he wrung his hands together, twisting and untwisting his fingers. "Okay. Um . . . Jett isn't the father of my baby. He's just my boyfriend. And he has been for a while now, just over six months." He took another deep breath, remembering carefully how he'd been advised to phrase these confessions. Gustavo and Kelly had gone through it with him very carefully. He felt his knees tremble. "Josh's last name is Knight-Garcia."

The reporters all gasped, eyes immediately on Carlos, who stared on steadily. But he wasn't finished. "And because it was the only surname of them that would fit in this position . . . his middle name is Mitchell."

And then there was an uproar. He grimaced, watching them all and deciding to finally give in to their demands. He pointed to a reporter close to him, in a blue shirt. "Yes?"

"How is this possible?!" the man demanded. "The three of you?"

"Well, basically." Kendall turned in surprise to see Carlos grinning and speaking into the microphone for him. He gave him a wide and grateful smile. "We're teenage boys, with raging hormones and very busy lives, little time for a social life outside of each other, aside from our recent hiatus. As for the science behind a three gene baby? No idea, talk to a doctor if you're that desperate to know."

More roaring questions. "Are you and Logan in a relationship?" another demanded. Carlos glanced briefly at Gustavo, and when he saw no sign of him objecting, he nodded. "We're all living together and raising Josh as a family. It's a bit strange but it's great. There's always somebody to help out with a problem and you're never lonely."

"I am," James cut in jokingly, earning a bit of laughter. "But I've made more time for my girlfriend, which makes me happy. And Josh is such a cutie, I'm happy for all of them."

"And what about the band?" the next chosen reporter asked. James frowned, turning to glance at Carlos and Logan. They, in turn, glanced at Kendall. They didn't know what the decision should be. But he did, and he smiled and turned towards the audience. "The band's hiatus is shortly coming to an end," he said into the microphone. "We'll be working on making music again soon enough. But there won't be any touring, at least not out of this state, for maybe another six months are so. We want to wait for Josh to get just a little older before we leave him for any length of time. I'm sure you all understand that, right?"

There were many nods and little murmurs of agreement. "The boys won't be answering any more questions," Gustavo blurted out into Jett's microphone, shoving him aside. "Thank you for your time. Now go away."

"That felt good, I guess," Kendall breathed once they were out of the building, take a large gulp from the water bottle James handed to him. "But I was sweating like crazy in there, my hands were asking for the first fifteen minutes."

"I'm proud of you, Kindle," James grinned, ruffling his hair. Jett opened the limo door first, stepping aside and letting Kendall and the others slide in, before following them and sitting across from the blond. "You guys should come down to us for dinner," James said to them as the driver started the car. "Mama Knight's making macaroni and snickerdoodles."

"We can bring Josh over with us," Carlos nodded, grinning at the thought. "Obviously he won't eat but we can bring his carrier with us."

"You know Katie will probably try to dress him up again in those costumes she got for him, right?" Logan said to him, quirking am eyebrow.

"I'll keep an eye on her, it'll be fine," Carlos chuckled, kissing his cheek. "Don't worry about it."

"Awww." Kendall smiled sweetly, watching him. "They're so sweet, aren't they?" he said to Jett and James. They both nodded before Jett added with a smirk, "But not as sweet as us."

"Oh god," James gagged, rolling his eyes. "Please stop."

Jett smirked, squeezing Kendall's hands and leaning forward, kissing him chastely. "I love you," he whispered against them.

Kendall, cheeks flushed, couldn't believe how events had played out. And to think, this had all stemmed from Carlos wanting to pull a prank on him and Logan. Talk about a massive plot twist. "I love you more," he said softly back.

Aaaannnddd the end. One thing I gotta ask you guys. I know some of you didn't like the kett in this story and some did. Some of you think don't ship it anyway and other didn't like the situation :P but if I was to write more kett stories, with different situations, would you read them? It'd mean a lot to me if you guys answer. And thank you guys for reading this, and facing and reviewing and giving me ideas etc :) you're all fab!