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One more chapter after this, and it'll be an EPIC ending to the season!

There will be a Season 3, and I am not going to combine the seasons! WOOT.

Season 3 will be 2 years later. I feel I can do more with toddler-aged children than I can with newborn children.

Chapter Title: Big Time Comeback

Time skip: one month later

P.O.V.: Krystye

We were at Rocque Records. I had lost most of my baby fat, so I looked great again. Gustavo wanted to increase our exposure after our ten-month hiatus, so he started a YouTube account for us. We put our music videos on it from before pregnancy, and Gustavo thought it'd be a great idea to sing some covers of other people's songs, so we did just that. We did a cover of a couple of Lemonade Mouth songs and a few other mainstream artists, and Gustavo posted them all on our channel.

The babies were with Jennifer, Kendall's mom. She seemed to be okay with handling newborn twins, saying that Christian reminds her of baby Kendall and Rebecca reminds her of baby Katie.

"You guys have your first comeback concert next week. You're going to be singing All Over Again, Show Me, Superstar, Till I Forget About You, and Music Sounds Better With U," Gustavo said. We cheered and high-fived.

"This is awesome!" Carlos said. Logan was staring off into space, a troubled look on his face.

"Logie?" I asked. Logan snapped back to reality.

"Is everything okay?" James asked.

"Camille is gonna have her baby any minute, and I need to be there, man," Logan said. His phone rang and he answered it.

P.O.V. change: Logan

"Logan, it's Lucy! Camille just went into labor and I'm taking her to the same hospital you guys took your sister to," Lucy said over the phone.

"Okay, I'm on my way with the guys and Krystye," Logan said. He looked with pleading eyes at Gustavo.

"Go," Gustavo said, and we clamored to the big car, Kendall driving the car. We got to the hospital.

Time Skip: the next day, around noon

We were back at Rocque Records, and Mama Knight and Camille were babysitting Rebecca, Christian, and my newest daughter, Harriet Krystyna Mitchell. Gustavo had us practicing the songs, and it was intense. Krystye collapsed in exhaustion after three hours.

"Okay, Gustavo, you need to give them a break. Krystye is still trying to get her baby weight off, and it doesn't look easy," Kelly said.

"I guess you're right," Gustavo said, then turned to us.

"You guys get one thirty-minute break. I expect you to be ready to work after that," Gustavo said, and Kendall and I got Krystye up and hydrated.

"I'm out of shape. Pregnancy is hell on me, even after I gave birth!" Krystye said.

"I wouldn't doubt that," Kendall said.

"With the work Gustavo's giving us, then you should have that weight lost before the concert. It's only ten pounds, right?" I asked. Krystye nodded.

"Yeah, only ten, then I should be back to how I was pre-pregnancy," Krystye said.

"You're beautiful either way," Kendall said, kissing his wife on the forehead.

Thirty minutes later, we got back to practice, and everything went smoothly. No incidents, everyone stayed fully conscious, and nobody got sick. That was, until we got to Carlos' solo in Till I Forget About You, when Carlos started singing a lot weaker than usual. At the end of the song, he was wavering on his feet.

"Carlos, are you okay?" I asked.

"I feel weak and lightheaded," Carlos said. His knees went slack and his eyes rolled back in his head, falling unconscious.

"Krystye, get Carlos some water! NOW!" I panicked. Krystye came back a minute later with three bottles of water and placed them next to me. I gently shook Carlos.

"Carlos, wake up, buddy," I said. It didn't work. I knew what not to do, so I tried everything else. I knew what the problem was. He was simply dehydrated. I sighed, knowing that I couldn't do anything if I tried.

"Somebody call 911," I said. I saw James get out his phone to do just that. Emergency people came in and tried to revive Carlos. I stepped to the side to let them do their job.

"Huh? What?" Carlos' voice came from the other side of the EMT that was blocking my view of the younger boy.

"We got him conscious," the EMT said. I walked over to Carlos and handed him a water bottle.

"You're dehydrated," I said. Carlos drank the whole bottle of water in fifteen seconds flat. I handed him another one.

"Thanks, guys," Carlos said. The EMTs left after doing a quick check-up.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"I think I'm fine, but I don't think I should be dancing for the rest of the day," Carlos said.

"I can respect that," Gustavo said.

"He means go," Kelly said. We left quickly, piling into the car. I immediately went over to get my daughter and wife while Kendall and Krystye went to get their twins. I heard a scream from 2J.

"Krystye, what is it?" I asked when I got to her.

"The kids are gone!"