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Chapter 2 – Home with You

Finally Carlos wakes up to the beeps of the heart monitor. He groggily flutters his eyes realizing he is not in his uniform any more and his shoulder is virtually pain-free thanks to Logan. He turns his head to his side, feeling warmth on his hand to sees Logan hold it. The doctor is laying his head on top of their connected hold. Carlos smiles blissfully at his friend's innocent face.

"Logie." He shakes his hand causing the brunette to wake up.

Logan groans and opens his eyes sluggishly. He stretches his arms in the air completely forgeting he slept in a chair next to Carlos' bed the whole night.

"Oh Carlos." He says rubbing his eyes. "You're awake. How are you feeling? Pain in your shoulder, headaches, lost of appetite, numbness, thoughts of"

"Logie." He giggles. "I'm fine, better than fine, really. And it's too early for you to be in doctor mode."

"You got shot. I'm worry about you." he says grabbing his hand. "And this isn't how I picture meeting you again after eight years." Logan adds looking somberly.

"Sorry Logie, I thought this would be the best time to see you."

"How? We haven't seen each other in eight years. I don't want the next time I see you, you're dead."

"Maybe I guess this isn't the best time but after I got shot, someone told me to go to you." Carlos says getting a questioned look from the doctor. "And if I die, I want you to be the last person I see."

"I could have been." Logan says, grabbing his charts and reads it. "You got shot in an alleyway three blocks from another hospital. This hospital is two miles away. I could have been the last person you saw." He repeats.

"Then I would have died happy." Carlos sternly states without even the tiniest bit of sarcasm. "Look, sorry Logan, I regret that we haven't hung out in the last eight years because of med school, work and stuff but when I got shot, a voice told me to go to you."

Logan sighs and shakes his head. "It ok, Carlos." He ends, reviewing the last bits of Carlos' medical charts while Carlos watches the TV.

Suddenly Carlos burst out laughing at funny skit of Tom and Jerry.

Logan chuckles that Carlos as a 26 yeer old, he still has his childish charms. "Hey Carlos, I can release you today if you are feeling good. Do you have anyone to take you home though?"

"No." Carlos turns off the TV.

"No? What about your parents or family?"

"My family moved to Florida with the rest of the family. I have a job here, so I stayed behind." He answers. "I'm basically alone here."

Logan frowns sensing the gloomy tone in his voice. "I can't let you leave without someone after getting a surgery. Do you have anyone else?"

Carlos shakes his head further disappointing the brunette. "Maybe if I ask."

"Do you need my phone?"

"Can I go home with you?" He speedily asks pouting the familiar face.

"Carlos, my house is basically empty. I live alone, forever alone." Logan chuckles, making fun of himself. Carlos reaches for his hand.

"Please Logie? If I come over, you won't be forever alone." He chuckles back causing a smile to grow on the doctor.

"Sure Carlos."

Prince Street, New York City

Kendall walks up the stair of the underground station and stands bugged eyes at the Marvels of Soho, a section of high priced living and shopping in New York City. He turns around in full circles absorbing in all the stores, the people and the feeling of the district. Getting dizzy, he stops spinning and smiles in resolute to find his past friend.

Two hours pass and he still hasn't found the brunette or even get a glimpse of him. He walked into GAP, Apple store, Armani Exchange, and a ton of other stores to leave empty. He groans at his fruitless efforts and walks into Prada to buy his mom a present. But once he gets in the extremely high ended luxurious store, his eyes are fix on a brunette twirling a young girl with matching hair color in a floral dress. He smiles that finally he can meet James a second time.

Walking closer, he hears James hugging and talking to his daughter. "Lily, this dress is perfect for you. You are the most beautiful person I can ever ask for." Lily smiles into the hug.

"I thought I was that person to you James?" Kendall playfully asks shocking the parent.

"Daddy, who is he?" The tiny girl asks stepping back.

"It's ok honey. He's an old friend." James answers rather coldly.

Kendall smiles and bends down to look at the girl's shimmering, innocence filled eyes. They remind him of James' eyes when they used to lay in each others arm. "I bet you love candy. In fact, I bet you love" Kendall says reaching into his pocket. Lily gasps in happiness.

"Skittles!" Kendall and Lily yell in union annoying the dad. "How did you know I love Skittles?"

"Your daddy loves it." Kendall answers, getting a hug.

"Lily." He sternly says. "What did I tell you about taking candy from strangers?"

"But you said Kendall is a friend." Lily replies grinning. And before James can open his mouth, she quickly runs deeper in the store so she can't hear her father's nags.

Kendall stands up and looks at James irritated face. "What are you doing here Kendall?"

"I'm shopping for a present for my mom." He says picking up a bag.

James raises an eyebrow and crosses his arm. "Really? You are going to buy last season cheetah print tote bag for you workout-aholic mother?"

Kendall chuckles and puts the bag down. "Maybe I have bad taste. Maybe you can help me with your excellent fashion taste." He flatters.

"Only if you tell me the truth." James bargains.

Kendall smiles. "I wanted to meet you again. I miss you."

"You know Soho is big. Chances of finding a busy, work every day of the week but today, single father is extremely low." He says walking to the wall of bags.

"I found you, didn't I?" he smirks walking to James. "Beside, I want to meet your daughter."

"For what? To tell her mommy is gone because your dad is in love with me?" James replies harshly. He grabs a navy blue bag. "Here. Your mother will love this bag. It goes great with her workout clothes."

Kendall accepts the bag but lingers his gaze on James. "No. To show and prove to your daughter that I love you. I have a few days in New York and I want to make them last." He says walking to the cashier. James sighs and follows.

"I don't want my daughter to hate me because of a hopeless hockey player who can't move on."

"And you moved on?"

"Yes I have. I was in three relationships beside our and have a daughter. I think that is moving on."

"There why I'm I the one stay here next to you?" Kendall asks stumping him.

"Because you got luckily finding me here." He stutters.

"Or fate wants us together." Kendall responds placing the bag on the cashier's table. The lady rings the bag and asks, "The bag is 4500. Is that all sir?"

"Daddy, daddy!" Lily screams holding the dress while running toward them. "Here dad, I want it."

Before James puts his hand on it, Kendall grabs the dress. "I want this too." He says to the cashier before turning Lily smilingly. "Do you want anything else?" He winks.

Lily jumps Kendall into a hug. "Daddy, I love him."

James crosses his arms again and scoffs. "You're just buying her love."

"Daddy, can he can home with us?" She immediately asks before Kendall can respond to James. "I like him."

"No honey. Tonight you have ballet and gymnastic class." James smirks at Kendall.

"What about tomorrow? Please daddy, can he come over?"

"Yea daddy." Kendall mocks. "Can I go home with you?"

"Please." They pout cheek to cheek at James.

"Fine." He groans in defeat. He writes down his address on a paper. "Here come tomorrow for dinner."

I love Soho. It is a perfect place to shop without killing the bank even though, mine is empty because of it ... lol

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