Here's the next chapter! It was a little hard to write, though.

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Kendall, James, and Camille were sleeping around Carlos' bed. Somehow, Kendall's fingers were intertwined with Carlos', so when Kendall felt movement within his fingers, he knew something was up.

He felt the light squeezes Carlos was giving, and the mutters coming from Carlos.

"L-Logie? Logie?" Kendall's heart broke when he heard Carlos call Logan's name in a small and raspy voice that was muffled by the oxygen mask.

Carlos' eyes were closed, but that didn't stop the tears that were coming from his eyes. "Leave...leave him alone. Please."

Kendall couldn't take it anymore. He gently shook Carlos. "Hey. Carlitos. Wake up."

Carlos slowly opened his eyes. He blinked a couple of times in order to figure out his surroundings. "K-Kendall?"

"Yeah, buddy. It's me. You just had a bad dream, okay?"

Carlos nodded. "Where's Logan? Is he okay?"

Kendall could hear the panic coming from his voice. "Carlos. You did good. He's here. In the hospital." He gave a reassuring smile.

"H-how is he?" Carlos asked, his eyes tearing up a bit more. "He was bleeding a lot."

Kendall suddenly remembered the doctor's instructions and pressed the call button. He didn't know how to tell Carlos that Logan was in a coma. James was a heavy sleeper, so he wasn't going to wake up any time soon to help Kendall out. Camille must be a heavy sleeper too, because she looked knocked out.

"The doctor's gonna come soon, okay Carlos?" Kendall said, trying to avoid Carlos questions about Logan. "Once you get better, you can see Logan."

A small smile formed on Carlos' face. "So he's okay, right?"

Kendall was about to respond, but Dr. Spencer walked into the room. "Ah, Mr. Garcia. I see you're awake. You actually have more visitors that walked in. Would you like to see them?"

Carlos gave a big smile and nodded. Kendall could only think one thing. The parents were here. Mr. and Mrs. Garcia walked in, followed by Katie, Mama Knight, and Ms. Mitchell.

Sylvia Garcia ran up to Carlos' bedside. "Mijo! Me alegro de que estes bien!" She pulled him into a hug, but let go quickly when she heard a hiss of pain coming from Carlos'. He gripped his stab wound, his eyes squeezed shut in pain. It was then that James and Camille began to wake up.

"Are you okay, mijo?" Mr. Garcia asked, his voice full of concern. Carlos whimpered, then gave a quick nod as the pain began to subside.

"Carlos!" James and Camille yelled in sync, once they realized that Carlos was actually awake and the people in the room weren't just a figment of their imagination.

"The man at the convenience store said you got help for Logan," James announced to everyone in the room. "Even though Carlos had been beaten and stabbed, he still had the ability to run to the store and ask for help." Carlos blushed as eyes full of amazement turned to him.

"I'm proud of you, son," Mr. Garcia said.

Once everyone was done with their reuniting, Dr. Spencer injected something into Carlos' IV. "This will minimize the pain. It may make you a little sleepy, okay?" Carlos nodded, ready to be taken into a painless bliss.

The doctor left, and everyone caught up about all the happenings in Minnesota. They noticed Carlos' eyes drooping.

"Go to sleep son," Mr. Garcia said. "I'll be right here when you wake up."

Carlos closed his eyes, thinking only about one thing.

So how's Logie?

Blackness. That was the only thing there. No people, no color, no smells, no tastes, just blackness. So in a sense, nothingness.

That's all Logan saw. He couldn't hear the A/C unit in the hospital. He couldn't her the beeping of the heart monitor. He couldn't hear the door opening and closing from the various doctors and nurses that walked in to make sure he hadn't died in his sleep.

Logan hated it. He had no idea where he was. He tried thinking long and hard. How did I end up here?

He flashed back to his last day. He remembered waking up, hanging with the guys after breakfast, rehearsals with Gustavo and Mr. X, he remembered being with Camille before she went to her audition, then he went to school. Carlos picked him up and...Oh no.

Logan's last memory was the attack. It flashbacks were vague, but he got an idea. He remembered Carlos taking a few punches, then the stabbing. After that, everything was a blur. What's going on?

But even in his stupor, he heard something. No. Someone. His mother?

"Logan. I really need you. The boys need you. That Camille girl you always talk about, she really needs you. Even Katie needs you! You need to come back to us." Logan heard a few sniffles and sobs, and the talking continued. "We want you to stay strong for us. We know you can come out of this coma." Wait. Coma? "I can't lose you, Logan. I just can't! I'm sorry for everything your father did to you. I still blame myself for it." No Mom! It's not your fault. It's his, and his alone! "Logan. You have a future ahead of you. You're smart, talented, kind, and I know guys hate hearing this from their moms but, Logan, you're a very handsome man and I know you'll find someone for yourself. The perfect someone. Don't let life's journey end here." A few more sobs. "Think about all of us."

Then there was a short moment of silence before another voice. Kendall.

"Hey, Logan." Kendall gave a humorless laugh, sighed, then continued. "You attract trouble like crazy, you know that? You have all of us worried sick. It's supposed to be the other way around, you know." Kendall sighed. "Carlos woke up for a little while about fifteen minutes ago. Nobody told him that you're in a coma. We didn't have the heart to. He just seems so...broken right now, like he blames himself or something. Logan, I don't know if you can hear me or not, but if you can, please wake up soon. We need you buddy. Carlos especially. You can't leave us, buddy. We're Big Time Rush. It's either all four of us, or none at all." Logan could have sworn he heard Kendall sniffling. Was Kendall crying? He was the fearless leader. Kendall never cried. He was the one that gave everyone a shoulder to cry on. "My time's up, Logie. We love you, buddy, and we need you back."

Another short moment of silence. Logan heard a long sigh.

"Logan, when we saw you out there, I-" James sighed again. "I thought you were d-dead. I thought they killed you and took Carlos. I thought they put Carlos in some basement and started doing only God knows what to him. Carlos is awake. The doctor said he's doing great for someone who'd just been stabbed. Knowing you, you'd probably be with him every minute until he makes a full recovery. I wish you were awake doing that, because Logie, we don't know what to do. Kendall said that when Carlos woke up, he kept asking for you. You're gonna beat this coma, right? And when you do, me and Carlos are definitely gonna throw a party for you, how cares about Mr. Bitters' rules?" There was more silence, as James tried to compose himself, but failed as tears began streaming down his face. "Just wake up, Logie. That's all I ask. When you do that, I'll never ask you for anything else." James got up and left.

Logan heard crying that could only come from one person. Camille.

"You have no idea how pissed I am right now, Logan." Yup, that's definitely Camille. "No way you're getting the easy way out of this one. You need to wake up. We're all worried about you. While James was in here, Carlos was having nightmares. Nightmares about you. Kendall says those aren't the first ones. Dr. Spencer says that if Carlos keeps worrying himself like this, it could slow him down on his road to recovery. We need you, Logan; awake. With us. Telling Carlos that everything will be alright." More crying. "I wish our relationship never ended. I still love you Logan. I know I messed up, but let's face it, you and I have tried to see other people, but we can't stop thinking about each other. When I got that phone call from James, I thought I'd lost my chance with you. I want another one. But I need you to wake up. Please?"

Logan tried to wrap his head around everything said by his mom, Kendall, James, and Camille. They all said that they needed him. That Carlos was a wreck without him. And Camille. Camille still loved him.

Stupid coma.

Hope you liked that. It was hard keeping people in character but not really...if you know what I mean.

Oh well.

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