A/N. Hey, I graduated on Saturday! I'm halfway through my college career! I'm sorry I didn't update as soon as I wanted to, but things are finally settling down, and all i have to do is put some things behind me and I'll be all set for summer writing. I plan to start working on all of my other in-prorgress stories, so if you have suggestions for anything, that would be superb. Anyway, thank you all for your patience this weekend and here is chapter five!

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"You're not serious," James says in disbelief. "Kendall, that is literally the worst idea I have ever heard in my entire life. What are you thinking?"

Kendall scowls, annoyed that James isn't the only one who isn't willing to go along with his plan. They're all looking at him like he's insane. "I am serious, James." he says in the low voice the usually warns people to back off and shut up. "I don't understand why it wouldn't work for the best. What could be wrong with it?"

"What could be wrong with it?" James repeats. "Let's see if i got this right. You want to leave Logan's dad out of everything? You don't plan on telling Logan anything about him?"

"He doesn't remember anything, James!" exclaims Kendall, failing rapidly at holding his composure together. "And I think we can all agree that it really really sucks." That's putting it mildly his inner voice murmurs. "But you know what? I think it also gives us a second change. Haven't you always wanted to make Logan forget about his dad? Well, he has! So, why would we remind him? Why would we let him hurt like that again? This could be our second chance!"

Mrs. Knight intervenes then before anyone else. "Kendall," she begins calmly. "It's not right. For one thing, you're toying with Logan's memories. It would be lying to him."

"it wouldn't be lying," Kendall argues stubbornly. "We just wouldn't tell him."

"That would be a lie of omission, sweetie." his mother tells him gently. "There's another reason this plan concerns me. I can understand why you would want to save Logan the pain, but what if he needs it?

Kendall shakes his head. "Why would he need it?" he asks coldly. "His dad did nothing but cause him pain. Would you want to be reminded of all that pain if you were Logan?"

"Considering it would be a huge part of my life left out, then yes!" James replies instantly. "Kendall, what else are we going to tell him anyway? He's going to ask what his real parents were like. He may not remember anything, but he's still Logan and he's still way too clever to just let anything like that go. What are you going to tell him when he starts to ask questions? You're going to have to lie to him at some point if you really plan on going through with this. There's no way that-"

"Look, we can just tell Logan that we adopted him when he was a baby and no one knew anything about his real parents!" Kendall snaps, throwing his hands up in the air. "Okay, it's a lie, fine. It's better than the alternative of breaking his heart all over again." So much for staying in control of his emotions. As long as he doesn't lose it in front of Logan, everything should be relatively fine.

If James ever shuts up. "You're such an idiot!" he says angrily. "Logan deserves to be reminded of everything, good and bad. He needs to be reminded of everything, Kendall. You can't just leave stuff out because it's unpleasant."

"Oh, is that what Ryan Mitchell is?" Kendall demands. "Just a bunch of unpleasant memories? Is Logan the only one who got hit in the head? Did you forget how much it hurt him? How much it hurt us? Remember how hard he used to try to impress him and how no matter what he did, he was completely invisible to his own dad? You weren't there the first night after we adopted him, James. He cried. I woke up to hear him crying in his sleep. I always knew things were bad, but I didn't know how bad until that night. That was when he told me for himself." Tears glisten in Kendall's eyes as he recalls the night. They had only been fourteen and he had been so lost as to what he could do. "If you were there that night. . . maybe you would understand."

"You know what, Kendall? I'd love to understand. Maybe this idea would make more sense then. But listen. Just because I wasn't there that one night, doesn't mean that I saw how much Logan was hurting over his dad. Just because I didn't see the first time he admitted how much it killed him doesn't mean that I wasn't there for all those other times." James is still angry, but he's softening now as he continues to talk about Logan. His voice breaks as he continues. "I'm not going to lie, I would love to leave Ryan Mitchell out of Logan's life. But," he adds quickly when he sees the hope that springs into Kendall's eyes. "I can't."

"Kendall,"

Kendall whirls around, barely stifling his anger as he turns to face Carlos who is speaking for the first time during this entire exchange. "What?" he says, wincing at the bite in his tone.

Carlos cringes slightly. "I think that maybe James is right," he says in a small voice. "I think that Logan needs to know about everything. Even his dad. Just. . ." he holds up his hands, trying to ward of an angry protest. "Just think about it for a minute. If you were Logan-"

"Carlos, right now, I wish that I could forget about Logan's pain and I'm not even Logan!" Kendall interrupts. "I wish I could be oblivious to the pain that he went through. I don't-" he stops as his voice suddenly catches. "I don't know if I can watch him suffer like that again."

"I agree with Kendall." Everyone turns and looks at Katie who hasn't said a word since they've arrived home. She's sitting on the steps and watching them argue, tears standing still in her huge brown eyes. Now she stands and goes over to Kendall, who instantly wraps an arm around her and pulls her close. "Logan isn't hurting right now," she says shakily. "So why would we want to make him hurt? It wouldn't just be his dad hurting him this time. It would be us too, because we would be the ones reminding him."

"Katie. . . Kendall-"

"Please, Mom." Kendall breaks in. "Just let us try. Let us try to save Logan."

"Logan?" Kendall takes a deep breath and knocks on the open door before walking into Logan's room. Upon seeing his brother seated at his desk and browsing through a heavy medical book, he smiles slightly. It's almost as if nothing is wrong.

Logan looks up from the book and offers Kendall a hesitant smile. "Hi, Kendall." he replies. The doctor has told all of them that the repetition of everyone's name might help his memory, so of course, they do it as often as possible. He lays aside the book and looks expectantly at him. "So, what's up?"

As always, Logan is eager to learn. Kendall gives himself a mental shake to get his bearings together and sits down on the bed across from Logan. "I was thinking we could look through a few pictures." he suggests. "The doctor doesn't want you to rush into everything all at once, so I thought we could sort of ease into things. What do you think?" He shows Logan the item he brought with him: a small photo album. "Want to give it a try?"

In answer, Logan carefully slides the photo album out of Kendall's grasp and turns it over in his own hands, studying it intently. "What if I don't remember anything?" he asks in a frightened whisper. He glances over at Kendall, brown eyes wide in fear and worry. "I don't want to upset you again and besides. . . it scares me that I don't remember anything."

Kendall reaches over and lays a hand on Logan's arm, sighing in relief when he doesn't pull away. "Logie," he says quietly. "It upsets me so much because you're my best friend and my brother. I love you and it scares me that. . . you can't remember anything and that I might not be able to help you. We all feel that way. But listen, buddy. We aren't going to give up, okay? I promise that we're going to do everything possible to bring your memories back to you. Whatever it takes, Logan."

"But what if nothing helps?" Logan insists. "What if they never come back, Kendall?"

That's the last thing he wants to think of right now. It's the last thing he wants to think of ever wants to think of. Kendall takes a deep breath, running a hand through his hair. "Then we'll start all over again, Logan." he finally says, helpless to be more reassuring. Aren't they sort of doing that anyway? "We'll make new memories together," he continues, now able to force a smile. "You, me, James, and Carlos. Mom and Katie. All of us, Logan. We'll be okay, you'll see."

Logan stares straight at him and says, "Do you really believe that?"

He's scared, Kendall realizes. Of course, he's always known that Logan has been frightened, but now the impact is truly hitting him. He's terrified and he doesn't know Kendall enough to trust him, so that only increases his levels of fear and uncertainty. Kendall takes a deep breath and nods. "I do." he says with another smile. "You'll see, Logan."

Logan watches him closely for a while and then nods. "Okay," he says, returning Kendall's smile. "Let's look at the pictures then."

James and Carlos walk in at that point, keeping their record of perfect timing. Kendall grins when he sees them, glad that he was able to convince everyone to hold off on telling Logan about his dad as much as they possibly could. If they were careful, they could skip Ryan Mitchell all together. It's clear that Kendall and Katie are the only ones who are totally convinced of this, but the others will see with time, Kendall is sure of it. "Hey, guys, you're just in time." he says now, indicating to the photo album in Logan's hands. "We were just going to look at some pictures."

"What about um, Mom and Katie?" Logan asks. "Should they be here to, or. . ." he trails off and falls silent as he opens the book, turning to the first page slowly. It's from when they were seven and Katie was one. The four of them are all seated around the toddler, excited grins on their faces. All of them are holding their arms out and calling to Katie who is standing unsteadily on her feet. They all want her to go to them, but it's Kendall that she's clearly intent on getting to.

Kendall stares at the picture over Logan's shoulder and tries to think of something to say. But the picture reminds him of Katie and how worried he is about her. As tough as she tries to be, she's still only eleven. A little girl, really. What is it like to have one of her big brothers treat her like a complete stranger by shying away from her attempts at an embrace or forgetting her name. He called her Kaylee the other day. . .

"We're seven here." Carlos takes over for the uncharacteristically silent Kendall. "And Katie is about one. She was just learning to walk."

"She's going to Kendall," Logan remarks, then glances over at Kendall.

Carlos smiles. "Yeah, that's because he's Kendall."

Logan gives him a quick smile back and then shakes his head with a sigh. "I don't. . . nothing." he admits. "I've got nothing."

Carlos' smile wavers and he looks at Kendall who is still staring at the picture thoughtfully. James is still silent. There's a certain tension between the two older boys that even has Logan glancing back and forth curiously. "Well, it's just the first picture, right?"

But it isn't just the first picture. It's the second picture of them where they're swimming in the pond. It's the third picture of them where they're celebrating James' ninth birthday. It's the fourth picture of them where they're celebrating their hockey championship when they're eleven. It's the fifth and the sixth and the seventh. It's the twelfth and the twentieth. It's the whole album of memories that the other boys can remember as easily as if it happened yesterday. They bring nothing to Logan who only gets more and more frustrated with each turn of the page.

"It's not helping!" he cries out in frustration, slamming the album shut and shoving it back into Kendall's hands. "Nothing is helping, I don't recognize any of it!"

"Okay, okay." Carlos says soothingly. "Just. . . just take a break, Logan. Kendall?"

Kendall sighs wearily and rubs at his aching forehead. "Carlos is right, Logan." he tells him. "Your doctor didn't want you to go through too much right away. And he didn't want you to get frustrated either. You're supposed to be taking it easy."

"I know, but. . ." Logan bites his lip. "I want to remember now." he tells them, eyes filling with tears.

James moves for the first time, setting his hand on Logan's shoulder. "Logie," he says gently. "You will. It's just going to take some time." He smiles a little bit. "When you helped me with my homework, you always told me that the harder we worked for things, the greater the reward will be. And you already know that we've all promised to help you as much as possible. We'll do it just like we've done everything. Together."

Kendall nods in agreement, but the tension between himself and James doesn't ease one bit. He can see Carlos looking at both of them in worry and he can sense Logan's confusion. This isn't going to be as easy as he hoped.

A/N. Things will start picking up after this chapter. They'll start taking Logan places, re-introducing him to people, the rest of the hockey team will make an appearance, there will be flashbacks. . . fun stuff like that. Also, shout-out to my soulmate Lauren who is China. I loooove you. Thank you all for reading and I hope you all have a wonderful rest of the week. I'll try to update something soon!