*Pokes computer screen* Wait a second... *starts poking people coming into room* HEY! I AM STILL ALIVE! See? *pokes* Wowzers... By now I thought I would be dead from all the death glares that I bet have been sent at me because of not updating... I'M SORRY! *sobs* Sniffle... Well, as a token of my apologies, I give you... (trying to build suspense :D) THE LONGEST CHAPTER THAT I'VE WRITTEN, YET! Yeah, it probably won't look that long, but this one has more words than all of the other ones :)

Thank you for all of your lovely reviews! I'm so happy that I haven't recieved any flames, cause I think I would cry myself to sleep if I did... :( Such a crybaby! So again, thank you so much for your support in my first story!

Disclaimer: I don't own BTR.

Huff… huff… huff… huff…

Thwack!

A thin branch hit his face, but he kept jogging.

Huff… huff… huff… huff…

James paused a moment, leaning his hand against the tree, bending down so that he could catch his breath. Running with a splint on is way harder than he thought it would be.

Logan went speeding past James who he saw was leaning against a tree. He fought the oncoming wave of dizziness, knowing that he couldn't stop for anything.

The boys had left Kendall alone at the camp, knowing that the likelihood of something attacking him in the next ten minutes was one in a hundred, (even so, James put up little sticks in the ground next to his friend, so that he had a small fence surrounding him). As soon as they heard the dreadful scream, Logan took off into the trees. He didn't even know where Carlos was, but he was pretty sure that it was near the car. Almost there Carlos, don't worry, we're almost there…

James got moving again, limping towards the area where the car was at. He finally caught up with Logan who was standing still and deadly silent. "What're you doing?" James whispered.

"Shh!" he hissed. James shut up and listened. It was almost afternoon, so all of the birds were out, chirping as they had not a care in the world. Under the chirping of the birds, the rustling of the leaves, and the whispering of the wind, you could hear an almost inaudible moan. Logan jogged in the direction of the noise.

Finally, he stumbled upon Carlos, who was propped up on his elbows, humming the mission impossible tune.

"Carlos?" He panted. Logan was worn out from all of the dizziness and running, not to mention the lack of sleep. "What on earth are you doing?"

Carlos's POV

Carlos groaned as he opened his eyes, looking around to see if it was still there. I passed out because of a snake! The guys are never gonna let me live this down… Slowly and carefully, he propped himself up on his elbows, wincing at the pain coming from his ribs. He had screamed earlier not only because he found the snake, but also because the impact with the ground hurt his ribs like crazy. I bet I cracked some.

Carlos looked around and found where his helmet had gone. It was just an arm's length away. He reached out with one hand and grabbed it by the buckles on the bottom. Eventually, he got the hat pulled over (inch by inch) and placed it with one hand onto his hand. He placed both elbows back on the ground.

So much for my mission… I'm a failure to all spies! Carlos moaned as he thought of the coats all in the wet leaves, most likely a bit damp by now… They won't be any help to Kendall if they're wet! I need to get them, fast! It's… it's my MISSION.

A huge smile formed itself upon Carlos's face as he began to once again hum the Mission Impossible theme song. For Kendall! He half thought, have whispered out. It was his battle cry, as he slowly tried to pull himself across the forest floor, just using his elbows. All of a sudden, crackling noises were coming from the bushes in front of him. He stopped moving altogether. Carlos nervously kept singing the theme song, as though it was lending him confidence. Please don't be another snake… please don't be another snake…

He closed his eyes and began to hum louder, until…

"Carlos?" someone panted out. "What on earth are you doing?"

Carlos opened his eyes and stopped humming. Logan! He smiled. "Hey Logan! Wait, why are you out here? Shouldn't you be with Kendall?" He saw James running up from behind Logan, staring at Carlos with a slightly annoyed look on his face.

"Well, when we heard you scream, we assumed you were hurt, so we came out here to help you!" he huffed out. Both James and Logan looked utterly spent.

"Um… Well… I passed out cause of a snake… And uh, I screamed cause my ribs hurt. Eh heh." Carlos shifted nervously underneath both of his friends glares, until suddenly they both burst out into laughter.

James spoke up while Logan chuckled to himself. "You passed out… because of a snake? Geez Carlos! I am so never gonna let you live this down!" he snickered.

Carlos rolled his eyes and held his hand out to be helped up. Logan stopped laughing and frowned. "Carlos, if your ribs really hurt, there is a possibility that you cracked a few. Now, James and I are going to pick you up from under your shoulders. Okay?"

"Yup! I wanna get those jackets to Kendall a.s.a.p though, so hurry up please!" Carlos whined. Both Logan and James shuffled to get behind Carlos, to where his head was. They bent down (James looked rather funny doing it because he had to keep his leg straight :D) And slid their arms under Carlos's. They carefully picked him up, though they could hear how much discomfort he was in.

Carlos was finally standing. Logan held him up, as James walked back to grab the fallen jackets. The three boys walked slowly back to the campsite. "Hey!" Carlos thought of something.

"I found something to start a fire! There was a lighter (don't ask…) in the trunk, so I grabbed it!"

"Great work Carlos. James also thought of using our phones to contact people too, so now we have two chances of getting out of here! Speaking of phones, do you have yours?"

Carlos looked at Logan like he was crazy.

"I never bring my phone outside of the house! There's too much of a chance that I might break or lose it…"

Logan just shook his head and laughed. "You're one strange person Carlos Garcia."

James nodded in agreement.

Carlos smiled, happy to be among his friends again… Well, almost all of his friends. Kendall was still back at the campsite, suffering from who knows how much pain. Thankfully, he was so exhausted that he was able to sleep through most of it, but when he wakes up… ouch.

The boys found their way back to the camp, and sank to the ground when they got there. Carlos looked around, looking nervous.

"What's up Carlos?" James asked as he lay the jackets down on the leaf piles. Something felt wrong… like something was missing. Logan felt the same way too.

"Well, I just was wondering where the heck Kendall is."

WHOAAHH! ANOTHER CLIFF HANGER! Gee wilikers, I'm on a roll with these! Okay, I'm probably having reviewers right now wanting to send me hate mail for making Carlos scream and making it just be a snake and some cracked *cough* ribs... but hold those messages for later! Cause I swear that Carlos will now become a major part in this story! He and Kendall will have some bonding brotherly love moments, as will all of the boys :D Get yur tissues everyone, the angst train is coming your way!

Yeah, that whole line up there was really cheesy and not funny at all. But thanks for reading it. Heh. I'll update either later today, or early tomorrow.

Whatever the aliens say,

TealMoose