Ugh! I am so sorry. I really haven't updated in forever, please forgive me?

I would LOVE to dedicate this chapter to CheekyBrunette who you can all actually thank for this chapter. They honestly inspired me to write more. I hope I haven't disappointed.

So enjoy

Slowly Logan began to get better, however a lot more slowly than Mama Knight would have liked.

The boys never left his side once, much to Logan's embarrassment. He was constantly being watched by Mama Knight which he found frustrating and if she wasn't around even Katie was making sure he was okay. The boys would make sure that at least one of them was in the room with Logan at all times, just to make sure he was always okay. They didn't want him to have to go through an extremely painful coughing fit or have him throwing his guts up alone. They knew Logan was still getting used to the fact that they were caring about him while he was sick, they didn't need him left alone during a hard time and have him think they didn't care.

Carlos was surprisingly the first to wake up the next morning, which was odd in itself considering how much Carlos loved his sleep.

The first thing Carlos did when he woke up was look to his left, to where Logan slept. It had become habit for each of the boys too wake up and look straight too Logan's bed in order to make sure he was okay. However when Carlos checked on his best friend he found the make shift bed was empty. This instantly made Carlos worry about the whereabouts of his sick best friend, until he heard someone cough quietly from the kitchen.

The sick feeling in his stomach he didn't realize he had instantly vanished when he heard his best friend. Despite the fact that he was really tired and would love nothing more than to continue sleeping in his warm bed, he made his way towards the kitchen wondering what the hell had gotten into the other boy.

He passed the clock as he went by and noticed that it was only 8:30. This was simply ludicrous. Logan better be dying.

However any frustration he may have been feeling before instantly turned into worry when he saw Logan was sitting at the kitchen table with his head lying on top of it and a glass of water next to him. If Carlos hadn't heard him cough he would have guessed Logan had fallen asleep there.

"Logan?" Carlos approached cautiously, he was a little inexperienced with these kind of things. Carlos was used to a happy, cautions, smart, spew-out-random-annoying-facts-at-any-moment Logan. Not the weak, valuable one that was sitting with his head on the table coughing in front of him.

Logan quickly lifted his head when he heard someone call his name. God, he hadn't even heard someone walk into the kitchen. He was really getting sick of this illness.

"Hey Carlos," Logan smiled.

Carlos frowned and approached the boy carefully sitting down next to him, "You okay dude?"

Logan shrugged, "I'm fine."

Carlos groaned. He hated it when Logan was like this, he didn't get it. When he was sick he didn't mind. People get sick all the time, so its really no big deal. You're sore for a while so you stay in bed and let your mum look after you, and then you get better. Simple. Logan just didn't like his pride to be wounded.

"Don't lie to me Logan."

But then again it's probably not that simple for Logan, Carlos reminded himself. He doesn't have a mum to do that for him. His mum passed away, and his dad doesn't do anything. It made Carlos mad even thinking about Logan's dad. What son just ignores their child the way Mr. Mitchell does? Carlos couldn't even try to imagine his dad doing that to him. Logan had to do everything for himself, look after himself when he was sick. People looking after him (something that seemed very normal to Carlos) was probably not for Logan.

Still though, Carlos didn't like the fact that Logan felt he couldn't be weak in front of them. They were his best friends, he almost felt offended when he realized that. He knew he shouldn't though, it wasn't personal. He knows Logan trusts them, and that they would probably die for him. It's just stupid Logan logic again that Carlos would probably never understand. Because he has normal parents who look after him.

Logan sighed and looked down at his lap, "Sorry."

"Why are you up?" Carlos asked.

"Couldn't sleep," Logan said simply.

"Because?" Carlos pushed. Carlos may be slow, and where a helmet for no apparent reason. But despite popular belief, he wasn't stupid.

"I woke up because I kept coughing, I didn't want to wake anyone so I got up to get some water. I just ended up staying here."

There it was, finally the truth.

"You could have woken one of us up to keep you company," Carlo said. He really could have, Carlos wouldn't have minded if Logan had woken him up at all. Actually it kind of unsettled him that Logan has been up for so long alone.

"I didn't want to wake any one up Carlos," Logan said a small smile playing on his face as Carlos pouted.

"Well that's stupid," Carlos argued.

"You know you three have been calling me stupid a lot lately, you shouldn't insult the sick person," Logan joked.

"Then stop being so stupid," Carlos retorted.

Logan laughed at this and his only reply was to childishly poke his tongue at his best friend.

"And people call me the childish one Logie," Carlos joked. He liked it when Logan was like this, childish. It was rare, but it was one of the reasons Carlos loved him so much. Often people just saw the strict, sensible side of Logan. But occasionally, Logan could be just as stupid and reckless as him.

One of the many reasons Logan wasn't allowed to have green lolly snakes or red cordial. They both made the boy extra hyper.

Of course when Carlos was in a stupid mood, he sometimes tricked Logan into having them. Which caused some crazy nights. Like Logan jumping into pools in winter fully clothed, hiding Kendall's hockey stick causing Kendall to beat them up with it when he found it, and almost breaking James's lucky comb on more than one occasion.

Logan laughed along, but that started him into another coughing fit. However this time he had someone rubbing his back telling him to calm down.

Logan had to admit, being sick did suck. Big time, but having people around him, caring about him. It helped a lot, made it almost bearable.

"You okay?" Carlos asked almost scared once Logan had finished coughing.

"Yep, I'm fine." Logan said slowly as he took deep breathes. Carlos handed him his water and he drank greedily.

"God I hate being sick," Logan said suddenly after a moment of comfortable silence between the two friends.

Carlos frowned and kept rubbing Logan's back, "I know."

"I don't like being sick Carlos. I hate being the patient, that's not how its supposed to work. Its humiliating," Logan sighed.

Carlos smirked and put a hand on his best friends shoulder, "I know. But you'll get better. You just have to let it pass, and let us and Mama Knight look after you. Instead of being so stubborn. Humiliating or not." Carlos scolded lightly.

Logan laughed, it was very odd for Carlos to tell him off for doing something wrong. Usually it was the other way around.

"You're enjoying this aren't you?" Logan asked.

Carlos smiled innocently, "What?"

"Me being sick, and being told off all the time, and you telling me off which is very weird."

Carlos laughed, "Of course not," he smirked.

Logan rolled his eyes. "Of course not what?" Mama Knight asked as she walked in.

"Oh nothing," Carlos faked innocence and Logan just rolled his eyes.

"Okay, I don't want to know," Mama Knight laughed, "How are you feeling Logan?" She asked putting her hand on the back of his head. He was still warm, Mama Knight was not happy about that.

"Like crap," Logan replied resting his head on the kitchen table again.

Mama Knight was about to reprimand Logan for his language when she realized he had just told her the truth instead of just 'I'm fine'. She smiled knowing she was breaking down Logan's walls he kept up.

"Why are you out of bed?" She asked resting her hands on his shoulders.

"Was coughing," He replied.

She laughed at how tired he sounded, "Okay how about you and Carlos go back to your beds and wake up the other two sleeping beauties and tell them breakfast is ready? We need to get some solid food in you Logan."

Carlos nodded excitedly at the opportunity to wake up his best friends, in the most nosiest , cruelest way he could think of. Probably jumping on top of them. He quickly strapped his helmet on his head and bolted out of the kitchen.

Logan watched in aware at the speed Carlos went, he also wondered if Carlos had been holding onto his helmet the entire time they were in the kitchen. He could have sworn he didn't see Carlos holding it, then again Carlos did seem to just whip that thing out of thin air.

"Go on Logan, I'll bring breakfast out to you." Mama Knight said and helped Logan out of his chair but not before kissing his head. She smiled when he didn't flinch or protest.

"Thanks Mama Knight," He said and walked to the lounge room.

Mama Knight smiled as she watched her four boys in the lounge room, Carlos jumping up and down on James and Kendall's bed waking them up with Logan just sitting there watching. She loved all the boys like her own. No they were her own. And she would look after them all like they were.

"Dude not the hair!" She heard James yell and almost push Carlos off the bed.

Kelly was content watching her boys (yes no matter what was, they were her boys) when she was pulled out of her thoughts by Katie.

"You're going to wash that table aren't you? Because there is no way I'm eating on it after sick boy had his germs all over it."

If there is one thing in this world I hate the most, it would probably have to be proof reading. I really do hate it, as you probably noticed. Sorry if it has many mistakes, I have tried.

I hope you didn't hate it, sorry it was a disappointment to anyone.

There will probably only be one or two more chapters, if I can make that. Unless you lovely, gorgeous readers have some majorly awesome suggestions for this story?

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