I've figured it out. Me, chocolate-colombo, has figured out something very important. What is that important thing, you ask? Simply put, I'm soooooo freaking nervous, anxious over everything right now, and kinda sleep deprived. But look what I'm doing. I'm writing. Basically, what I'm trying to say is, when I get nervous or something is plaguing my mind, I write. Like crazy. And guess what? It helps...a little bit, cuz in the end, that problem or that major exam or that annoyance is still gonna be there, sad to say. But I didn't know that fanfiction would serve as some kind of weird therapy for me. So in the end, my readers benefit from my misfortune. Hmmmm

Okay, now that you've read that ridiculous A/N...

Enjoy!

James and Logan hung their mouths open. Jennifer and Sylvia were afraid to say anything more, wondering what was going on in the boys' heads.

Logan was the first to react finally. "Carlos is where?"

"How come no one told us?" James asked, feeling a mixture of worry and betrayal. "We could've helped him!"

"Or try to stop him," Sylvia said. She wasn't too happy that Carlos had done this also, but she knew that it was for the right reasons. "He was afraid that you guys weren't gonna let him go."

Carlos knew his friends too well. James was about to argue, but Logan stopped him.

"Let's not lie to ourselves, James," Logan told him. "We would have done everything in our power to stop him and you know it."

James looked down, seeing as how he was caught. He couldn't argue with Logan. Logan was always right. "So where's Carlos now exactly?" James sheepishly asked.

Sylvia stood up to grab her laptop from the dining table. "Just a sec," she said as she pulled up a map on her screen. She sat the laptop on the coffee table in the middle of the living room. After everyone had gathered around, she pointed to a blinking red dot. "Right there."

"Where is 'there', exactly?" Logan asked. All he could see from the screen were a bunch of colored lines and, stars and dots.

"It is," Sylvia said as she started typing. "A-ha! 145 Titan Street. It's one of those old small neighborhoods." She raised an eyebrow, wondering why Gavin would be keeping someone in a place like that.

"Anything wrong, Sylvia?" Jennifer asked when she noticed Sylvia's change in facial expression.

"This place is basically a senior community," she answered.

"Which means that can't be where he lives," Logan said, not wanting to imagine what happened to the poor owner.

Jennifer saw the look of horror on Logan's face. "Kendall's coming home tonight," she said, hoping to comfort him and herself. "That's all that matters."

"Step away from Kendall Knight," Officer Sloan said, his gun out and ready to shoot.

Gavin sighed. This was it. No escaping. No tricks.

Officers Sloan and Rodriguez looked down at Kendall and Carlos. They were okay when they saw the small boy. He was definitely knocked unconscious but nothing to major. Their emotions of relief dropped when they saw Kendall.

They had to do a double take to make sure that the blonde boy wasn't dead. At least, they were hoping that he wasn't dead.

Anger built up in the two officers. Officer Sloan started talking again. "I will not repeat myself again. Put your hands up and step away from Kendall Knight."

Gavin thought long and hard before obeying. He raised his hands in the air and slowly stood up. His eyes never left Kendall's shockingly still body.

Officer Rodriguez mirandized Gaven as he slapped the handcuffs on him. But Gavin didn't notice a thing. All he could focus on was Kendall's body. Gavin was led out, Officer Rodriguez forcing Gavin's gaze away from Kendall.

Officer Sloan rushed over to Kendall. The first thing he did was grab Kendall's cold wrist and check for a pulse. He panicked when it took him a while to find a pulse. He then checked Kendall's breathing. "Oh no, kid," he breathed out when he found that Kendall was not breathing. He swore, before tilting Kendall's head and puffing air into Kendall's mouth. "C'mon kid," Sloan urged as he continued to breathe for Kendall.

Suddenly, there was a gasp coming from the other side of the room. Sloan turned around to see Mr. Garcia standing at the doorway. He had been told to wait outside until Gavin had been arrested. "P-paramedics are here," he managed to say before making his way over to Carlos. He gently shook his son's shoulders, who was able to wake up a few moments later.

"Papi?" Carlos asked sleepily as his vision started to clear.

Mr. Garcia smiled and nodded. "Yeah mijo. It's me. Everything's gonna be fine."

A gurney was pushed in by two paramedics. They headed straight to Kendall, seeing as how he was in a much worse shape.

"Kendall?" Carlos asked.

Mr. Garcia looked over to Kendall, who was being placed on the gurney. Oxygen was currently being pumped into his body by a machine. A machine!

"He's going to the hospital, mijo," Mr. Garcia finally answered. "Let's get you outta here, okay?"

Carlos nodded. He could tell that his dad wanted to carry him out, but he stopped him and slowly but surely stood himself up.

"You did good, mijo," Mr. Garcia told his son as they walked out of that God forsaken house.

"Thanks, Papi," Carlos responded. All he could think about was Kendall. What did Gavin do to Kendall? Once again, Carlos hadn't realized he asked that question out loud until his father started speaking.

Mr. Garcia sighed. "By the looks of it, Gavin choked him." He could see the tears forming in Carlos' eyes. "Once he gets to the hospital, he should be taken care of, okay? Everything will be fine." He felt like he had just told a huge lie. Mr. Garcia saw the way Kendall looked. He could only think one thing: We need a miracle.

Officer Sloan walked out of the house, pulling out a sleepy looking Martin. Carlos' eyes widened when he saw that. He knew what that meant. They were going to arrest Martin. "Wait!" he yelled as he ran up to the pair. "Don't arrest him."

His father and Officer Sloan wore confused looks on their faces. Even Martin had a surprised expression.

Carlos saw this and continued speaking. "I know Kendall's in a really bad shape right now but if it wasn't for Martin, Kendall would be much worse! Martin didn't do anything bad, he helped us. Gavin kidnapped him too." Carlos wasn't lying when he said those last words. What Gavin had done to Martin was kidnapping.

Officer Sloan looked over to Mr. Garcia, then back to Carlos. "Thanks kid," he said. "We'll keep that in consideration." He took Martin to a cruiser and told the cop driving to take Martin to the precinct and hold him there until he got there. Carlos' words repeated over and over again in his head.

Carlos dizzily watched as Kendall was placed in an ambulance and as Martin was being driven away. "Papi," Carlos said as all the events that took place hit him like a brick. "I'm not feeling too good..."

Mr. Garcia looked at his son in confusion until Carlos' body began to fall. He quickly caught his son and called Officer Sloan over. "Carlos," Mr. Garcia said as he gently tapped his son's face. "Come on. Wake up."

"He can take a ride to the hospital in our car," Sloan offered, seeing as how their only ambulance had just drove off. "We can get him there fast enough."

Mr. Garcia gently lifted his son off the ground and followed Sloan and Rodriguez to their car.

As he sat in the back seat with his son's head in his lap, all Mr. Garcia could do was pray. Pray that after all this, everyone will be okay. But he knew that everyone, especially Kendall, had a long way ahead of them.

Logan, James, Jennifer, and Katie, who was now awake, waited anxiously as Sylvia spoke to her husband over the phone. It was like she was purposely speaking in Spanish just so she could keep them in suspense.

James held on to Katie, who was literally shaking in fear. Logan was biting his nails, a habit he had quit in middle school. Jennifer twiddled with her thumbs, wishing her son was sitting next to her right now.

Sylvia hung up the phone and turned to face everybody.

"Well?" Jennifer asked anxiously.

Sylvia sighed before she began talking. "They found the boys. They arrested Gavin." She tried to sound as cheerful as possible. The fact that Kendall was no longer in the hands of Gavin should bring a smile to everyone's face. But it didn't.

"But that's just the good news, isn't it?" Logan asked. His pessimistic mind told him news always came with bad news. "What's the bad news?"

Sylvia's eyes started watering up. "Both of them were unconscious when they were found...Carlos eventually woke up, only to pass out a few minutes later..." She turned to Jennifer. "K-Kendall's in a much worse shape. A-and he wasn't breathing when they found him."

Jennifer had no reaction at first. But soon, her and her daughter were crying, almost choking on their sobs.

"C-Can we see them?" James asked, his mind trying to process what he just heard. He held Katie tighter, feeling her body violently shake because of her intense crying.

Sylvia nodded. "By the time we get there, they should be at the hospital as well."

They all rushed out of the apartment. As they made their way to Jennifer's minivan, all they could hope for was that this was just one long nightmare. That they'd wake up in their apartment, Kendall staring at them with confusion and amusement etched on his face. He'd ask them, "What exactly's going on here?" and they'd laugh it off like they were idiots. But one could only hope.

Well, Kendall's in the hospital now. And Carlos defended Martin! Good kid.

I hope you liked that one! The fact that it didn't take me too long to write kinda scares me XD

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