I'm baaack.

I've caught up on reading my stories and I wrote my chapter. I am on a roll (Yeah right). My trip was fun and I wanna go back but I'm here now :D

Enjoy!

"Carlos. C'mon. Talk to us, buddy," Kendall pleaded with Carlos. He'd got the tube removed, and he was very aware of what had happened four days before. Carlos turned away from Kendall, James, and his parents.

Mr. Garcia sighed. He felt really bad about this. "Son. We're sorry. Honest. We should have told you and we're horrible people for not telling you what happened. We just want you to talk to us. Even if you don't forgive us, just say something." Mr. Garcia was practically begging.

There were a few minutes of silence. "Carlitos?" his mom said, breaking the awkward silence.

Carlos spoke. "Lemme see him," he said in a strong and serious voice.

"I'll let a doctor know," James said, heading out the door. There was another awkward silence as they waited for James to return. Carlos wasn't ready to talk just yet. "Hey," James said as he walked in. Dr. Spencer was right behind him, bringing a wheel chair with him.

Mr. Garcia helped Carlos onto the chair, and they all went with him to Logan's room. Joanna was there, nodding in and out of sleep.

"Anything?" Sylvia asked. Joanna shook her head. Mr. Garcia rolled Carlos closer to Logan's bed.

Carlos was quiet the whole time. "Carlos. You okay?" Kendall asked him, his voice laced with concern.

Carlos sighed before answering. "I-it's because of me," Carlos said in a low voice.

"What'd you say?" James asked to make sure he heard correctly.

Carlos raised his voice a bit higher. "It's my fault." A tear rolled down his face. Before anyone could ask questions, he continued. "When my attacker punched me in the face, Logan tried to hit him back, but...but the guy's friend grabbed Logan and started choking him. Then...then when I got stabbed...he..he yelled for help and now he's here! Like this!"

No one in the room knew what to do. This was the first time they heard of what happened that night, even if the story was a little bit choppy. Mr. Garcia was the first to react. He got closer to Carlos and put a soothing hand on his back. "But guess what, Carlitos. With your fast thinking, you were able to get Logan help. Who knows where he would have been?"

A small smile appeared on Carlos' face. "Thanks, Dad."

Mr. Garcia nodded. "We'll give you some time with Logan," he said, while looking around the room for confirmation. "We'll be out in the hall if you need us." Everyone quickly filed out of the room, leaving Carlos alone with Logan.

Honestly, Carlos had no idea what to say. What was left to say? Hey, Logan. Remember the night we were attacked? Crazy wasn't it? Awkward. Carlos inhaled deeply and started talking, hoping that if Logan could hear him, he was making sense. "Hey, Logie. You really scared us, you know. You scared me. But you'll be okay, right?" Carlos thought he saw movement coming from Logan's fingers, but he dismissed it as being part of his imagination. "I wish we were back home, you know? Playing video games, relaxing on the couch, messing around at the pool." Logan's eyelids started fluttering. Carlos got closer to him. "Logan?"

There were a few moments of silence before Logan's glassy eyes completely opened. Noises were coming from Logan's mouth from his attempts to talk that were blocked by the obnoxious tube down his throat. Carlos would have jumped up and down if he hadn't been in the wheelchair. Instead, he rolled himself to the hallway. "He awake! Logan's awake!" he yelled to everybody. With faces of shock and surprise, everyone walked into Logan's room.

Joanna ran up Logan when she saw he was awake. She hugged him tightly while Mr. Garcia called in the doctor.

"Amazing," the doctor said when he saw Logan awake. He and another nurse removed the tube from Logan's throat and left the group of family and friends to be together.

"How long was I out?" Logan asked, his voice barely over a whisper and his face etched with confusion.

"Six days," was the reply given by everyone in the room.

"Honey, I'm so glad you're okay," Joanna said with a big smile on her face.

Logan still had a confused look on his face. "What happened?"

Carlos' eyes became glassy with unshed tears. "Y-you don't remember?"

Kendall cut in. "Hold on. What do you remember last?"

Logan racked his brain. He flashed back to everything he remembered last. Why does it feel like I've done this already? "I thought I was dreaming," Logan said to himself.

"What?" Joanna asked, feeling panic rising in herself.

Logan looked over at Carlos. "That's why you're here in a wheelchair. What happened at the community college really happened, didn't it?" Carlos nodded. Logan sighed. "I'm sorry for putting you through that, buddy."

Carlos shook his head. "I'm fine, Logie. I'm even better knowing that you're awake." Carlos smiled. "Let's just try to forget that night, okay?" Logan nodded his head in agreement.

Sylvia and Mr. Garcia turned to each other. They were both thinking the same thing: Logan waking up at that moment wasn't a coincidence. It was a miracle and a source of proof. Proof that Logan needed Carlos and Carlos needed Logan.

"Let me tell you," Dr. Spencer said to Joanna, the Garcias, and Jennifer Knight. They were just outside Logan's room."Logan waking up so quickly was something we didn't expect. I'm still in shock." Everyone looked inside to Logan's room, seeing all four boys having a lively conversation. "He's recovered almost as if nothing happened. You've got a strong boy on your hands, Ms. Mitchell."

"When do the boys get to go home?" Jennifer asked. None of the parents cared that Logan's time of waking up couldn't be explained, they were just glad that he woke up.

Dr. Spencer responded, his eyes still drifting back and forth from the parents to the boys in Logan's room. "We don't want to send Logan home just yet. But Carlos seems to be recovering just fine. Tell you what. It looks like once we check Carlos out, he'll be spending most of his time here with Logan anyway, right?" The Garcias nodded. "Okay. If he's up to it, he can go home tomorrow. We'll still be keeping an eye on him when he comes and visits Logan. Does that sound good?"

Sylvia nodded. "Thank you so much. He'd really like that. I'll go let him know." Sylvia entered the room. The people from the outside watched as she talked to her son. They saw Carlos' face light up as he grabbed his mom and hug her. As she was leaving the room, the boys began talking to Carlos again. Kendall gesturing excitingly with his hands. "He's okay with it," she said with a smile once she was reunited with the other adults.

Once Dr. Spencer began walking away, Mr. Garcia's phone rang. Sylvia looked at him. "Honey, your phone has been ringing all day. What's wrong?"

He shrugged. "I honestly don't know. It looks like the squad's calling me but I told them that the only thing on my mind is Carlos. They can leave a message." He put the phone back into his pocket, and the parents walked into Logan's room, and joined their sons in conversation.

I'm a simple girl. I don't ask for much. So as a welcome-back present, you can just leave a review. That'll make me a content girl. :D

And slow your roll, just because everyone's all happy and and believing in miracles doesn't mean that they're out of the woods yet. There'll be more to come. *evil laughter* ;D