Hey guys. :) It's been a while since I've updated this story... I actually meant for this to be the last chapter (which is funny, because this was supposed to be a one-shot), but there will probably be one, maybe even two, more chapters after this one.

I hope you guys like this chapter. :)

"Kendall, he'll be fine. You need to calm down," James said as he watched the blond tug at his hair in worry. His mom had left to inform Mrs. Knight of what had happened, since she still wasn't answering her phone, and the two had been left by themselves in the waiting room.

"I can't calm down, not until I know he's okay. He coughed up blood, James. Blood. That's not... that's not good. That's not normal."

"You don't know what caused that, though."

"What if he dies? Oh God, I will never forgive myself if he dies," Kendall mumbled as he stood up, but James followed his actions and grabbed him by the shoulders, pushing him back down.

"Listen to me. Logan is not going to die. I know you're scared and that you're worried, but I'm sure that everything will be okay. If something is wrong, the doctors will catch it and treat it. He'll be okay."

"It's just... it's Logan. He has gone through so much, first with his mom passing away, and then with his dad treating him so badly. I don't want him to go through anything else. I wish I could protect him from everything bad in this world, but... I can't, and it kills me."

"I know, Ken. I wish it was possible, but you can only do so much."

"I know." The blond sighed and leaned back against his chair, letting his head roll to the side so that he could look at James. "It just hurts to see him hurting; it hurts to see him in any kind of pain."

James gave him a sad smile and reached for his hand, his fingers tightening around it in a comforting manner. "It'll be okay, he'll be okay. He may have gone through hell in the past, and things might still be pretty bad at times, but now he has a family who loves him. He has you, he has your mom, and he has Katie, which is more than what he had before."

"I guess..."

"You do more for him than anyone else ever has."

"I just hate this. I just want him to be okay. I want him to be safe."

"And he is. Just try to stay calm, it'll all be alright, you'll see," James tried to assure him.

"I hope so," Kendall said, his eyes shifting away from James to stare at the hospital's doors, as he waited in anticipation for Mrs. Diamond to return with his mother. To his relief, he didn't have to wait very long – the two women walked in through the doors only about five minutes later.

"Mom." The blond stood up as he saw his mother walk in through the doors, her face a mixture of worry and shock.

As soon as he reached her, his mom wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into a hug. "Oh honey. Are you okay?" she asked, taking his face in between both of her hands and looking him in the eye.

"I'm fine, mom, just worried. No one's said anything, and I want to know how he's doing..." As the words slipped from his mouth, he felt tears building up in his eyes, but he blinked them back. He didn't want to cry – not when his mom, James and James' mom were around. He didn't want them to see him cry, and he didn't want to give his mom another reason to worry. She had enough on her plate already.

"I'll go and see if they have any news. Stay here, okay?"

Kendall nodded, despite the strong urge to follow his mother's footsteps. He watched her leave his sight without a word, feeling like he might collapse from both exhaustion and the worry that seemed to be suffocating him mercilessly.

"Kendall, are you okay, sweetheart?" Mrs. Diamond asked, her eyes cast on the unmoving boy. When he didn't answer her, she took a step towards him and wrapped an arm around his torso, causing him to jump in surprise. He had been so caught up in his own thoughts, that he hadn't heard what she had said. "Are you okay?" she repeated, but all she got was a small nod.

The woman turned to look at her son, who frowned as he took his mother's place and pulled Kendall to sit back down on a chair. "It'll all be okay," he whispered for only Kendall to hear. "Everything will be just fine, don't worry too much."

"Hard not to," he mumbled, allowing his eyes to drift shut. "He's like my little brother. I can't stop worrying... not until I know he's out of harm's way."

James didn't know what to say, so instead of saying anything, he wrapped an arm around Kendall's shoulders and pulled him to his side, as they waited for Mrs. Knight to return.

"Umm, Kendall... It seems like the doctor's are having a bit of a problem..."

Kendall's eyes snapped open as soon as he heard his mother's voice. She was now sitting beside him with one of her hands resting on his lap, and she looked even more worried than before.

"What do you mean they're having a problem? What kind of problem? Is Logan okay?" he asked, feeling like he might end up hyperventilating because of his mother's words.

"Logan's fine. It's just... follow me."

Confused, Kendall stood up and followed his mother's footsteps. A nurse was waiting for them at the hospital's front desk, a clipboard held tightly in her hands. Once she saw them walking towards her, she headed in another direction and led them past a few corridors, until they reached a closed door.

"This is one of the examination rooms," she said, meeting their eyes. "We brought Logan in here to run some tests on him, so that we can detect what is causing him to feel so sick, but... he's not being very cooperative."

"Not being very cooperative?" Kendall repeated, but he didn't have to wait very long for an answer. The nurse pushed the door open, revealing what was behind it, and Kendall's heart felt like it had jumped to his throat at the sight. "Oh no..."

There was a doctor, as well as two nurses, surrounding Logan, who was crying and shaking, and by the looks of it, he was also having trouble breathing. The brunet looked terrified, and as soon as the doctor tried to reach out for him, he lashed out and backed up against the examination table, trying to get as far away from them as possible.

"We can't get him to calm down," the nurse said with a frown. "Would either of you mind stepping in and trying to get him to cooperate?"

"I will," Kendall said before his mom could even get a word out.

He walked towards the examination table with caution, his eyes drifting from Logan, to the nurses standing beside him, and then back to Logan. They moved out of the way to give him room, and as soon as he was able to, he grabbed Logan's hand, but the brunet flinched at the touch and tried to push him away.

"Hey, Logie, it's me. It's Kendall," he said softly, watching with worry for Logan's reaction.

"K-Kendall?" Logan stuttered out, as he turned to Kendall with tears falling freely down his face.

The older boy nodded and tried to reach for Logan's hand again, smiling in relief when the smaller boy tightened his fingers around his own. "Yeah, it's me, buddy," he whispered. "Are you okay?"

Logan shook his head and let out a sob, his eyes moving momentarily to look at everyone else who was surrounding them and staring at him impatiently. "They-they won't leave me alone," he said quietly, his eyes filling up with tears once again. "They keep trying to prod me, and I just wanna go home."

"Come here." Kendall opened his arms. It wasn't long before Logan curled up against his chest. He wrapped his arms tightly around him and pressed a kiss to the top of his head, sighing with worry at the heat radiating from the younger boy's body. "I know you're scared and that you want to go home, but the doctors are just trying to help you. You need to let them help you, okay? The sooner you let them, the sooner we can go home."

Logan shook his head in response and tightened his hold around him, refusing to let go. "N-no. I wanna go home."

Kendall sighed, not knowing what he could say to make Logan feel better. "What if I stay with you while they look you over. Will you let them, then?" he asked, hoping that that would convince the brunet.

"I-I guess..."

"Can I?" he asked the doctor, who appeared to be hesitant to answer.

"If it will help, then yes, I suppose that's fine."

Kendall smiled up at him, and then turned to the smaller boy in his arms, pushing him a bit back, so that he could look him in the eye. "You hear that, Logie? I can stay with you. It'll all be okay," he whispered, hoping the words would put Logan at ease.

Logan still appeared to be afraid, but he turned to Kendall with a small smile on his face. "O-okay, I guess that's alright."

Kendall only hoped that things would go well, and that what was causing Logan to feel ill wasn't something too serious. The thought of something bad happening to Logan, after everything that had happened before, was not something he wanted to think about.

I hope this turned out okay. I wanted to make Logan the main character in this, but I feel like in this chapter, it turned out to be more about Kendall... I'll try to make the next one more about Logan, though, or at least have it focus equally on the two of them.

Thank you for reading. :)

~ BigTimeRush-BTR :)