Okay here's an update. This is kind of a filler chapter, but we'll see :D

By the way: LONGEST CHAPTER I'VE EVER WRITTEN

Enjoy!

"Gavin," Martin addressed the man sitting across from him. They met at a coffee shop not too far from the Palm Woods. "You know that Logan kid is getting discharged today." Gavin nodded. Martin looked down. "Three days ago, when you told me how the Knights, Garcias, and Diamonds were related to your case, you didn't mention Logan's family."

Gavin snorted. "Whatdya want, a novel?" He took a sip from his coffee. "Hmm. Hazelnut is truly underrated. Anyway, it's sad that Logan and his mom had to get involved with all of this, it really is." Gavin smirked as he caught the bored expression coming from Martin. "But they brought him into it. And he's not getting out."

Martin rolled his eyes. "Look. These boys' parents ruined your life. Not the boys themselves. Why can't you just leave the boys alone and go after their parents?" Martin didn't like either idea, but he figured that going after innocent boys just because of their parents was much worse.

Gavin shook his head. "That's not good enough. You go after the parents, they're shaken up a bit. You go after their kids, they practically lose it." Gavin took another sip of his coffee. "You should know how that feels."

Martin became angry at that statement. "You used my daughter to get what you want. Don't ever mention her again."

Gavin nodded, glad he was able to prove his point. "Yes sir...as long as you stick with me."

There was silence between the two for a while. "So who's next?" Martin asked.

"James Diamond." Gavin smiled. "I wanna save Kendall for last. He'll die. Just like his father."

"Carlos and James followed Amirah as she made her through the lobby. Of course, they were trying not to be seen by her.

Amirah rolled her eyes and stopped walking. "Alright boys. The entire Palm Woods does NOT reek of corn dogs and Cuda man spray." She turned around.

James and Carlos appeared from behind fake plants. "Uhh hey Amirah," Carlos said as he and James brushed dust off their clothes.

James smiled. "How's our favorite-"

Amirah raised her hand to stop him from saying anymore. "What do you want?"

The two boys looked at each other. "You know Logie's coming back today," Carlos started. Amirah nodded.

"And we had a good time at your apartment three days ago," James continued.

"Your cooking was really good," Carlos said with a big smile.

"Logan would like it. Can you, you know, whip something up for him?" James finished.

She raised an eyebrow. "Logan's coming home in," she checked her watch. "Three hours. I can't finish before then. I gotta buy ingredients, too, ya know."

The two boys looked down. Then, Carlos lit up. "What if James and I help you? We'll help you shop. Make the food. Anything! We just wanna give Logie a good welcome back, you know?"

Amirah looked into Carlos puppy dog eyes and couldn't resist. She sighed, giving into defeat. "Fine. If we start now, we can have something decent by the time Logan comes."

James and Carlos high fived.

At the store, the three teenagers were quick in getting their food. All three separated, ran through the isles in search of their needed ingredients, and met back in the front.

"Thanks for helping out, you guys," Amirah told the two boys as the three of them as they exited the store.

Carlos felt his stomach grumbling angrily. He pulled on James' shirt. "Can we get a snack or something? I saw a hot dog stand near by. Can we get something.? Please?" He widened his eyes and pouted.

James was ready to fight, but couldn't say no to the small Latino's puppy dog eyes. He turned to Amirah. "Can we get a snack or something?"

Amirah checked her watch. "Yeah, we still got time. The food'll take a while to cook anyway."

They made their way to the snack cart. The man handling the cart had his back turned to the three. "Uh, 'scuse me," James called out to the man.

"How can I help you?" The man asked. His back was still turned to the boys as he fiddled around with his food and utensils.

"Can we get three hotdogs?" James responded. "With ketchup?"

Three hotdogs were placed before them. "That'll be $4.50." The man turned around, but his head was kept down as he opened the cash register. James paid and the man handed each one their individual hotdog. "You kids have a good day," the man called out as they left.

They were in the car almost to the Palm Woods when James said, "Now I know why I usually avoid food stands," James said as he looked at his half eaten hotdog with disgust. "This tastes so weird."

Carlos and Amirah looked at him. "Mine tastes just fine," Carlos said.

James shrugged. "Hm. Maybe it's just me." He continued driving.

"If you don't wanna finish it, I will," Carlos said with a smile on his face.

James shook his head. "Nah, I'm really hungry. It's not like it'll kill me."

James, Carlos and Amirah were in her kitchen putting the finishing touches on her food when they heard a voice. "I see you guys missed me here."

"Logie!" James and Carlos called out. They ran up to Logan and hugged him. Kendall and Camille were with him.

"Camille and Kendall said that before I do anything, I had to come here." He eyes the food on the table with greed. "And I'm glad I listened."

Camille led him to the couch. "You can have a seat here. I'll get a plate ready for ya." She winked at him as she walked to the kitchen.

"Thanks for helping us out," Camille said to Amirah.

Amirah shrugged. "No problem." She handed Camille a plate of food. "I had this ready for him."

Camille graciously took the plate and took it over to Logan. James and Carlos filled plates of their own quickly. They sat with Logan, Kendall, Camille, and Amirah on the couch.

"D-do you not like the food, James?" Amirah asked as she noticed him picking at his food.

James could hear the combination of hurt and worry in Amirah's voice. "No. No. The food's great. Really. I just guess I'm not that hungry," James admitted. He had started to feel a little nauseous when the food had started cooking.

"Are you feeling okay?" Kendall asked. James rarely got sick and when he did, it was usually pretty bad.

Camille leaned closer to him and felt his forehead. "You don't seem to have a fever."

"Maybe you should take a nap, James," Logan said. Logan had already forgotten about himself. All he could think about was James.

"That's a good idea," Carlos said as he nodded his head. "C''mon, James." Carlos began to stand up, but James stopped him.

"No. Don't worry guys. I'm fine." James didn't want Logan's dinner to be ruined just because of a little dizziness. Logan and Camille seemed really happy and Amirah had worked hard to make sure the food turned out right. He would feel really guilty if everything didn't end up the way everyone wanted. "Maybe that hotdog filled me up more than I thought it would." He smiled, and that seemed to ease everyone.

Kendall patted his shoulder. "Well if you don't finish your food, me and Carlos will."

James wished he had taken Kendall up on that offer. It took him a while, but he finally finished the food. Unfortunately, a few minutes later James found himself running to Amirah's bathroom, vomiting everything in his stomach.

Oh great, he thought to himself as everyone crowded around him. Carlos rubbed soothing circles around James' back.

After James was done dry heaving, Kendall helped him off the ground.

"What's wrong, buddy?" Carlos asked him.

James shrugged. He looked to Amirah. "Sorry, Amirah. The food was great. Promise."

"Let's get you to bed, James," Logan commanded. "You look like you could faint at any minute."

The boys thanked Amirah and cleared out. Camille stayed and helped clean up. "You're not gonna follow Logan?"

Camille shook her head. "Not yet. He's gonna be real adamant about taking care of James before he'll wanna do anything else. That's Logan for ya. Always worrying about people and forgetting about himself," she said with a smile.

"You sure have a good one, Camille," Amirah said as she dumped plates in the sink. "You think James'll be okay? Maybe I made the rice a little too spicy...?" she trailed off and shrugged.

Camille's eyebrows raised. "Yeah. The rice was a bit spicy."

Amirah shook her head. "That's probably why my mom said to never serve African food to white people. Especially Sudanese stuff."

Camille' mouth hung open. "Hey," she said, pretending to be offended. "Not all white people are wimps when it comes to spicy food!"

"I'll be the judge of that," Amirah said as she grabbed Camille by the arm. "Let's go see what's up with the boys."

Martin sighed as he entered his hotel room. He plopped on the the bed, only to be greeted by the sight of Gavin coming out of the bathroom. Martin stood up. "How'd you get in here?"

Gavin smiled as he sat down next to Martin. "Ma'am. I needa see my brother," Gavin said, pretending to be extremely frightened. "It's urgent and I needa talk to him face to face. He's not here? Well can I wait in his room til he comes? Please?" He laughed. "It's so easy nowadays."

Martin wasn't amused. "I'm assuming that you didn't just come to say hi. And I know you have nothing urgent to say. So. Why are you here?"

Gavin put on a sad face, seeing as how his sense of humor was only making his friend angry. "Fine. So quick with formalities, aren't ya?" Gavin raised his eyebrows in anticipation. "So...how'd it go?"

"How'd you know they would be there? At that store? Wanting a snack from that particular area? What possibly made you know that all those things would fall perfectly into place?" Martin asked, filled with curiosity.

Gavin shrugged. "I'm lucky?" Martin raised an eyebrow. "Wow, still no sense of humor. Maybe I needa brush up on my jokes..."

"Focus," Martin demanded.

"Whatever," Gavin carelessly waved his hand in the air. "Fine. I'll tell you. When you're after somebody, you can't just follow them. You've gotta get everybody else involved. That actress that's always around Logan, Camille, I can tell you schedule, right now. I can tell you who she's with, what auditions she tried out for. Everything."

"So...?" Martin replied, urging Gavin to continue.

"So I started doing a little research on the new girl at the Palm Woods. Her and Camille are always together and most of the time, they're both with Big Time Rush. I know she's mixed with two types of African, so she needs foreign ingredients when she cooks. What better store to go to than to World Hub? Everything they sell is imported from...other places." Gavin smiled. "Get what I'm saying?"

Martin nodded. "You're not gonna hurt these girls too, are you?"

"Don't worry about them. They'll be fine. I just needed them for information."

Martin didn't believe it. "That's funny. That's what you said when we first stared this whole thing. You said the only people to get hurt in this would be Carlos and Kendall. What happened to that?"

"I didn't consider the other two. But it's worked out so far, hasn't it?"

"The hotdog I gave to James. What was in it?" Martin asked, changing the subject.

Ha! You thought I'd finish this scene? Nope nope nope.

But I hoped this chapter shed a little light on some stuff. XD

Tell me what you thought in your review! (Can anyone guess what was in the hotdog?)