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The thirty minute drive back to the Palm Woods was not that long considering the amount of traffic, but both Kendall and James were in a deep sleep within five minutes of their journey. Camille smiled, they both had an angelic look on their face and it was adorable. However, James had fallen asleep in THE most uncomfortable and strange-looking position that she had ever seen. He'll feel that later, thought Camille. Mrs. Knight parked and Carlos got out to grab the duffle bags for them. Camille unbuckled her, Kendall, and James' seat belts, and got out of the car. "Thanks, Carlos" she said, as he passed her with their duffle bags and the medication tote bag. "No prob, Camille." he replied. Camille opened Kendall's door carefully, having Kendall fall out of the car and onto his face would not be good, but luckily he was leaning to the other side. She reached over and gently rubbed his cheek with her index finger, smiling at how soft his skin was. Kendall stirred slightly and opened his eyes tiredly. "Hey, Kendall. We're home." Camille said, speaking softly. Kendall nodded and yawned before attempting to exit the car. Mrs. Knight came around and helped her son out of the car, supporting him as they began to walk to the hotel doors. "I can get him, Camille. Wanna get James for me?" she said and Camille nodded. Folding Kendall's car seat down, Camille climbed into the very back of the car and sat down beside James. "James. Jaaaammees." she called. Camille giggled, man, was he in a deep sleep! "James, we're back at the Palm Woods." she said, speaking a little louder this time. Finally, James slowly opened his eyes and looked around the car confusedly. "Well, hello there." Camille said teasingly. James raised one eyebrow at her and proceeded to crawl out of the car. Unfortunately, due to the small space in the back of the car, one of his long legs got stuck and he started to fall out of the car. "Woah!" Camille exclaimed and grabbed him before he hit the ground. That was REALLY close. James hissed as he grabbed his injured side, "Ouch. Thanks, Camille." he said, gently rubbing his side in hopes of reducing the sting. Any farther and James would have fallen onto the pavement, and on top of his injured arm, too. "Come on, let's get you inside. I think it's time for another dose of pain meds for you." she said. Camille hopped out of the car first and then she helped James get out carefully and not head first. "Okay. Onward." she said, supporting James as they headed towards the doors.
By the time they got inside and in front of 2J, Mrs. Knight and Kendall were just getting there themselves. Mrs. Knight had obviously been stalling so that they could all go inside at the same time for the "surprise". Camille nodded to Mrs. Knight once they had all gathered together in front of the door and Mrs. Knight opened the door. All of the lights were off, which kind of instantly put the two boys on guard. They all walked hesitantly inside of the apartment, and suddenly all of the lights turned on. "Welcome home!" shouted Logan, Katie, and Carlos as they popped up from behind the kitchen counter. Kendall and James stared in shock at the site before them. A "welcome home" banner was hanging from the ceiling, balloons and streamers littered the entire apartment, and on the dining room table sat burgers, fries, sodas, and a giant chocolate cake. Kendall's eyes widened as his gaze landed on the enormous amount of food. "Oh my gosh" he said. Kendall leaned down and whispered in Camille's ear, "Is that what I think it is?" he asked and Camille laughed. "Yes, Kendall. It isn't a hallucination." she replied. "You guys are awesome." Kendall said as he carefully made his way over to sit at the table. Logan and Katie ran over and hugged both boys before helping them get seated comfortably. Ten minutes later, they were all seated and happily engaging in conversation as they devoured the food. "Hey, Camille. Could please get me my medication?" James asked. "Oh, yeah!" Camille replied, jumping up from the table and jogging over to their bags. After a few minutes, she grabbed the prescription bottle labeled "Hydrocodone. James Diamond." and returned to the table. "Here you go." she said, handing him a pill. "Thanks." James whispered, downing the pill with a sip of his soda. The next few hours went by full of laughter and eating, everyone cautiously avoiding the subject of their camping trip. Mrs. Knight, Katie, Logan, and Carlos still did not really know what exactly had happened during those hellish three days, but they were not going to ask…ever. Camille's mouth dropped open as she watched both Kendall and James start on their third piece of cake. "You boys are going to be SO sick tonight." she stated. Camille had eaten one of the burgers and a tiny piece of cake and she felt like she was about to explode. Kendall and James had slim builds, Kendall more than James, so Camille had no idea where they could possibly be storing all of this food. The amount of unhealthy snacks and meals some men could have while keeping their lanky figure was a mystery to her. "Camille, you have no idea what kind of food, if it really was food, the hospital made us eat." Kendall said, taking a sip of his Cola. "Yeah, that's true." Camille replied, laughing. "Okay." Mrs. Knight said, standing up from her seat. "I'd just like to propose a toast. Because I'm so happy that my babies are okay." she said, her voice shaking as she held up her glass of coke. The entire table suddenly grew very quiet and solemn. Logan looked around at everyone for a moment and then held up his Styrofoam cup, "To Kendall, Camille, and James for their safe return home!" he said. They all smiled and toasted, the room suddenly growing extremely tense as everyone realized just how fast things could change…in a bad way. "Camille, could I get a little help?" Kendall asked, scooting his chair out a little ways so he could stand up. "Sure thing." Camille replied, getting up and helping Kendall stand up. "Wonderful cake, mom. I'm sure I will be in the leftovers tonight at around midnight, as usual." he said and Mrs. Knight smiled. "Where do you want to go?" Camille asked as she readied to him to walk somewhere. "It's time for my four-hour shower." he said, grinning. Camille smiled back at him and helped him walk towards the bathroom. "Ok. Just yell if you need anything. I will be in bed waiting for you." Camille said, situating him to rest up against the bathroom counter. Kendall grinned and kissed her. "Thanks." he said. Camille smiled back and left, closing the bathroom door behind her.
"Hey, need some help?" Camille asked, approaching Logan who was cleaning up the kitchen. The raven-haired boy smiled at her, "Help is always appreciated." he said. It had been a good ten minutes since Kendall had entered the bathroom and the shower had still not been turned on. Logan had obviously noticed this, as well because he glanced at the clock and went over to the bathroom door. "You okay in there, Kendall?" Logan asked, knocking on the door. "Um…ouch! Yeah, it's just…ouch! Undressing like this is harder than it looks." came the reply. Logan massaged his temples, not looking forward to asking his next question, "Do you need any help?" he said. "Nah. I…ouch! Ah ha! Got it! I'm okay now. I've only been trying to get my STUPID shirt off for eleven freakin minutes!" came Kendall's voice. Logan and Camille laughed. "Okay. Just checking." Logan said, extremely thankful that Kendall had not needed help removing his clothing. Camille grabbed a damp towel and began wiping off the dining room table. Logan began to wrap the remaining chunk of cake in aluminum foil, "How about you, Camille? Are you doing okay?" he asked. Camille nodded, unsure. "I think so…it's only been five days. I can't really tell yet. I'm not so sure about Kendall and James either." she replied. "Everything will be okay. You guys are safe, Kendall and James are on the mend, and all of us are together." Logan said. Camille nodded, he was so good at pep talks. Logan came over, took the towel from her, and began to finish wiping down the table and counters. "Go get some sleep, Camille. I can finish up here." he said, giving her a hug. "Thanks for the help." he said. "Likewise." she replied. "Goodnight, Logan". "'Night, Camille." he replied.
Camille went into Kendall's bedroom, removed her eye makeup, and changed into pajama pants and a tee shirt. A total of forty minutes had past by the time she was all ready for bed, and the shower was still going. Camille laughed to herself and turned down the sheets on Kendall's bed before climbing in and making herself comfortable. Another ten minutes went by and then she finally heard the water in the bathroom turn off. Camille got out of bed and headed down the hallway. She wanted to say goodnight to everybody, even if they had all been together a little bit ago. Almost losing loved ones and friends could really teach you a lesson - a lesson about never missing opportunities to remind people you know that you love them. Camille, for sure, would never again pass up the opportunity to talk to friends and family, even if it was just "goodnight". It was only 7:30pm, which was surprisingly early for all of them to go to bed, yet everyone was in dire need of sleep. Honestly, Camille didn't think that they were aware of how early it actually was. Mrs. Knight, Carlos, and Logan all had their doors shut, which meant that they were asleep already. Well, at least she had been able to bid Logan goodnight earlier. She knocked on the half-open door next to Mrs. Knight's. "Come in!" came a reply. "Hey, going to bed already?" Camille asked as she entered the room. Katie nodded and closed the drapes on her window. "Yeah. It seems like it has been four days since you guys got home…and it's only been a few hours. I guess we are all tired." the young girl replied. "Yep. I know what you mean." Camille said. Katie came over and hugged Camille, "Goodnight. I'm glad you're home." she said. "I'm glad, too. Goodnight, Katie." Camille said, ruffling Katie's hair. Camille closed the girl's bedroom door as she left and moved onto the next bedroom. The door was completely open, but Camille knocked anyways. "You decent?" she asked. "Yup." came the voice from the bed. Camille entered, stumbling slightly due to the darkness of the room . Eyes finally adjusting, she found the bed and sat down on the edge. "How are you doing?" she asked, looking at the dark outline of James sitting cross-legged on his bed. "'M okay." he mumbled. Sometimes, when one of the boys was in a mood like this, you just had to leave them to their own thoughts before you tried to help. "Well, I'm heading to bed. Get some sleep. Okay, James?" she said, reaching over and hugging him gently. James hugged her back, giving her the best one-armed hug he could muster up, and seemed almost hesitant to let go. "I'll try." he whispered. Camille kissed the top of his head, "Goodnight." she said. "'Night, Camille." he replied, something in his voice making Camille's heart constrict painfully. She exhaled deeply and closed his bedroom door behind her. Yeah, something was definitely wrong. James' mom had been less-than motherly during his childhood and preteen years, since she was "Brooke Diamond" and everything. James' dad had divorced Brooke early while James was still in single digits, which didn't leave him with much parental…anything. Maybe the severe lack of comfort, love, and support back then was finally catching up with him during the aftermath of their ordeal. Once you became a close friend of James', you met the REAL James Diamond. The one that is sweet, kind, caring, helpful, talented, and in much need of love from friends. Contrary to popular belief, the "famous" life wasn't all lollipops and candy canes, therefore everyone needed friends and family on either side of them or you would end up falling.
Camille entered Kendall's room and sat down on his bed, waiting patiently for him. Just a few minutes later, the door opened and Kendall came in. "Have a nice shower?" Camille teased. "Uh! You have no idea how good that felt." he replied. He came closer to the bed, where the light from the window made him easier to see. His hair was still quite damp and slicked back off of his face, and he was only wearing a pair of sweatpants that sat low on his slim hips. Camille smiled up at him, "I'm likin the look." she said, not being able to control herself. He grinned down at her and carefully sat down on the bed. Camille looked down and noticed the fresh, dry bandages he was wearing. "You changed your bandages already?" she asked. "Yep. I thought I might as well while I was in the bathroom." he replied. Camille nudged him playfully, "Well, let me do it tomorrow. It's easier for me." she said and he nodded. Silence. "Well, I'm assuming you want your back massage now?" she said playfully. "Oh, yeah! I had totally forgotten about that!" he said, feigning surprise. "Uh huh, yeah right." she laughed. "Come one. Get situated" she said. Kendall got up on the bed the rest of the way, stretching his legs out and sitting up. "Did you take your antibiotics and pain meds?" Camille asked as she began to work on the tight muscles of his back with gentle fingers. "Mmhhmm." he replied. It was silent for several minutes as Camille continued working out the knots in Kendall's back, but the silence was more peaceful than awkward. Her fingers moved gently over the soft skin of his bare back and shoulders. "Oh. Mmhhmm. Right there." Kendall said. Camille laughed and continued to gently work on that specific spot. Several minutes later, once his back was free of tension, Camille let her hands fall in her lap. "Okay, hon, my fingers are getting tired." she said. Kendall nodded and reclined back onto the pillow with a sigh. Camille smiled and pulled the covers over the two of them. "Thank you." Kendall said, playing with her fingers. "Anytime." she replied, resting her head on his bare chest. " Do you feel any better than you did this morning? Now that you received all three of your wishes." she asked, smiling. "Oh, yes. Much better." he replied. Kendall tilted her chin up with his forefinger and kissed her gently. "Goodnight, Camille." he whispered. Camille laid back down on his chest, feeling quite warm and fuzzy inside. "Goodnight, Kendall." she whispered. This day was ending perfectly and peacefully, but would the night stay that way?
Kind of another uplifting chapter, but the next one certainly won't be! *evil laugh* Please review! Reviews make me happy and motivate me to publish more chapters ;)