This is really it :/

Epilogue

"Your dad is dancing like a complete ass, Carlos."

"Whatever, it's his wedding day. Let him dance like he wants to."

Kendall, Carlos, James and Logan sat around the crème colored table cloths in the back of The Esquire Catering Hall, the same place where Kelley and John Mitchell had gotten married years ago. Gabriela and Peter had picked a crème and peach colored theme for their small wedding, small little potted peach trees dangling with fake diamonds as a centerpiece. Peach colored satin napkins poised in the center of white china plates with small mint leaves on either side. One had to admit, for such a small and tiny wedding, the decorations were impeccable, thanks to Gabriela of course.

It had been four years since Carlos' father had been shot in the line of duty, four years since the boy had met Gabriela and her son. When Carlos had thought he was going to lose his father, his entire world seemed to crash down on top of him, but Peter Garcia fought through, just like everyone said he would. Only a few days after being shot, he awoke from his coma at two in the morning, immediately asking the first person by his side to see his son.

Carlos didn't mind Gabi, and surprisingly neither did Marta. In the past few years, Carlos had actually grown accustomed to the woman that had made Carlos' dad a better man. She was sweet and kind, she always had a smile on her face, and she respected his mother in immense amounts. She always had Carlos' best interests in mind as well as Peter's, and the boy couldn't be more thankful after learning that she was the one who had ultimately pushed Peter to admit his mistakes. Gabi had refused to be acknowledged and introduced to Peter's son unless he had admitted his faults, knowing how miserable the man was with he and his son's relationship.

The past four years had been all about Carlos and his dad getting back to square one, where they had been before things between Peter and Marta got bad. Luckily, within time, and after almost losing each other, Carlos and Peter were the model father and son, knowing that without each other they would be nothing. Sure at times they got at each other's throats, or there would be awkward moments when something that happened reminded them of their time apart, or a fight between Marta and Peter, but things blew over easily. Carlos needed his father, and Peter needed his son. And now, here they were, able to rejoice and celebrate with one another. Peter was happy with his new wife, and Carlos couldn't be more thrilled than to have a step-mom to make his dad happy.

"Carlos, look at him," Logan said with a chuckle, tilting his chin to the dance floor. Peter was dancing around Gabi, decked out in a beautiful crème party dress with peach satin ribbon around the waist, who was laughing at her new husband, a smile creating soft wrinkles on her delicate but aged face. Her hair fell freely down her back in curls, her strong hands touching the shoulders of Peter's white sports jacket. Carlos smiled at his father and new step-mom, looking at how incredibly happy they looked with each other. Carlos had seen that look of pure, uninterrupted love before. About four years ago. "There is no excuse for that," Logan added in, securing an arm around Camille with a smile, as she snuggled into him with a chuckle.

Logan and Camille had still been going strong, after being completely on and off for a matter of a year, right when the boys and Big Time Rush hit it big. The brunette had captured Logan's heart from the first day he saw her grace the Palm Woods lobby with her awkward way of walking, crooked smile, birthmark above her upper lip and animated acting methods. She was loud, abrasive, determined, a go-getter and absolutely everything Logan was not. That was why they fit so perfect together. All the boys saw that the two were madly in love and that no matter how many times they could possibly break it off due to jealousy, or stupidity, that they completed each other in ways beyond explanation. Many of them joked that Logan had never had luck with girls as a teenager because Camille was supposed to be his one and only.

"Oh, and I supposed your dad doesn't dance the same way?" Carlos shot back affirmatively with a smirk. Logan laughed and nodded his head no with a smile on his face.

Logan and John had gone a long way the past four years. After Logan and him talked that night, things seemed to go perfectly fine the next few months. John visited from New York, where he moved to live with Tina Marie, every month and followed the divorce proceedings without any contest. Seeing as John was in New York, Kelley was granted full custody, with John being able to visit anytime he wanted to.

However on particular visit the following Spring, John announced that he and Tina Maria were getting married…and that they were expecting. All of Logan's old feelings that his father didn't love him, and that he was trying to replace him with her kids flooded back, and he remained distant from John for a month or two after that announcement. John had asked his son to be the best man at his wedding, but Logan had refused with a simple phone call, not being able to handle it. Eventually, a few weeks went without calling, or texting, or visiting, and Logan eventually cooled off. The day his half brother, Gregory Vale, was born, Logan actually smiled at the small picture his father had sent him via text. Logan had never had a sibling before, and even though Gregory was half Tina Marie's, he still found the baby absolutely beautiful and intriguing. It was then that he decided he wanted to know this new life, he wanted to know something that made his father happy. He knew it would be hard, probably the hardest thing he would have to do, but he knew he'd be able to handle it. And so with that, Logan had spent the past two years working up the courage and strength to be able to hold his half-brother in his arms, and be alright with it.

"My dad doesn't dance, please. Look at him," Logan said, motioning his chin to his father, sitting with Jason Diamond and Lucie, looking a bit pained as he laughed with James' parents. Logan knew that his father was probably looking around the room, remembering him and Kelley's wedding. Logan's mother had been single and loving it for the past four years. She had brought home dates over the time span, and Logan even got to meet a few of them, as he grew in height and strength making sure that no one would ever hurt his mother like his father did. Nothing had been serious though, and Kelley, who sat across the room at a different table talking to Mrs. Knight seemed as content and happy as could be, not even making a second glance at the familiar catering hall.

"You guys are horrible, leave Carlos' dad alone," Bridget spoke out with a giggle, James fastening his arm around his brunette girlfriend.

James and Lianna had broken up after a year together, with both of them being too busy for their own good. Lianna had landed a role in a popular show in New York City, playing the new lead, and Big Time Rush continued to prosper in touring as well as publicity. Neither teen minded the success, but the time spent apart was way too much for them to handle, not even having the chance to sit down and have a conversation anymore.

And like James had said from the beginning, he wasn't going to let love get in the way of his success, or more importantly Lianna's. So after a year together, they both went their separate ways mutually, and James Diamond endured heartbreak for the first time in his life. While not nearly bad as Kendall had been, James definitely felt and many times had announced that he would never have a girlfriend again so he wouldn't have to undergo this type of pain, seeing it worthless since he was alone. But after a few weeks, James was right back at the pool, being captivated by more Palm Wood's beauties and staying single, before giving Bridget a chance eight months ago. Now, James was infatuated with the tall, brunette with the dark green eyes and fire red lips, and the boys hadn't seen him happier before. While James was definitely not the type of boyfriend Kendall was, he cared about Bridget immensely, and as the months marched on, started to care about her more than himself. James Diamond, as much as he hated to admit, was slowly falling in love.

"If my dad was here, he would put that to shame," Kendall chortled out, crossing his leg over his knee as he sat back in his chair. Kendall sighed and watched Carlos' dad dance with Gabriela, and his eyes went over to his mother, who sat there looking at the happy couple dance with her blue eyes calm and peaceful, shining like the top of the ocean on a summer day. Kendall knew that the second she had set her eyes on the married couple, that Kris instantly came to her mind. How they had danced at their wedding, how they had lived their lives together until he was taken away so suddenly.

The past four years had been rough for Kendall. After Stella left, his anger started coming back in small bits again. It had started in the kitchen with Kim, when Kendall hadn't put his dish in the dishwasher and he freaked out on her, and led to him nearly attacking someone in the lobby of the Palm Woods for bumping into him and cursing him out. Kim thought therapy might work again, she thought his friends would work, Carlos, James and Logan all began to conspire to help Kendall through this difficult time for him, but then as it had in the past, it just seemed to fizzle out over time. No one could explain it, not even Kendall, but it seemed like anytime something that had him conflicted in his life, or something he just couldn't understand happened, he would lose it. His father's death, why Stella had done the things she had done.

Kendall then announced he wouldn't try to understand anything anymore.

That's when things turned around. Kendall began to forget about Stella, more and more each day. He did his best to imagine her with someone else, safe and happy, not living on the streets with two dollars to her name. He hoped that she had warm food, a roof over her head, and still kept the beautiful smile plastered on her face. All he could do was hope for her, knowing that he couldn't have her.

There were nights when Kendall cried himself to sleep early on, praying and wishing that Stella would come back to him, and they would fall into each others arms and live happily after, but Kendall knew that would never happen. Even if he found Stella, nothing would be right between them, and the both knew it.

About a year and a half after Stella left, Big Time Rush was gearing up for their first nation tour. Kendall remembered getting on the tour bus saying good-bye to Jo. Jo and him still remained friends after their dating debacle, Jo getting the full story from Camille about Stella. As much as Jo wanted to go out on another date with Kendall, she knew he was recovering from his break up with his one true love, and she didn't want to compete with it.

Then, she couldn't hold it in anymore, as he left for the tour. Jo nuzzled into his plaid shirt and Kendall kissed the top of her hair as she melted into him. She then swept her head up to his, and gave him a passionate good-bye kiss. Kendall hadn't been kissed in a year and a half, since Stella had left, and it seemed foreign to him. However, he needed a new slate, so when he held Jo's face in his hands as they kissed outside the tour bus, they both knew when he returned they would be something.

And they were.

Kendall and Jo dated for two years before she landed a role in New Zealand as star of the Chauncey Jackson movies, and had to move there for three years to complete them. Kendall didn't want to break up with Jo, and Jo didn't want to break up with Kendall, but there was no way a relationship was going to work. Big Time Rush was getting ready for their first world tour, and Jo would be shooting almost everyday. There was no time for each other, so both parties agreed if it was meant to be, things would fall into place.

Jo began to fall for her co-star, and Kendall slowly began to not care more and more, as long as she was happy.

And now here Kendall night sat, at Carlos' father's wedding, with an empty seat for his plus one beside him.

Not caring one bit.

Kendall heard the song that had slowly began to emit from the radio.

I remembered what you wore on the first day,
you came into my life and I thought hey
you know this could be something.

Two is Better Than One by Big Time Rush.

All the boys smirked and looked at each other, their eyes immediately falling on Kendall who sighed and looked down, closing his eyes tightly. He remembered writing this for Stella, right after they had made love in the cabin behind the Tregger's house. He remembered the electricity he had felt from that night, and how he had spit the song out onto the page. Who knew that it would be Big Time Rush's biggest hit, staying at the top of the billboard for thirty weeks straight. It seemed every time the song played, Kendall would become more worked up about Stella to himself, but as the music flowed through his ears, it would take along the part of his brain that loved her, and slowly remove it from his mind.

The boy's eyes lingered on Kendall as he turned to them and sighed, rolling his green eyes.

"I'm fine, relax," he told them, Logan, James and Carlos all giving each other a look and smile. "Did you put this on the playlist?" he asked them.

Carlos, Logan and James all nodded no. "The DJ has all his own music," Carlos told Kendall with a confused smile. Kendall nodded and sighed. Why was a song from three years ago playing at a wedding now, no matter how popular it was? Kendall sat back in his chair, and turned his head to the window with a smile, looking at how the black sky was alit with stars, looking more beautiful and elegant than ever seen before. Kendall sighed, looking over at his mother once more and the calm and peace on her face, and closed his eyes tightly.

"Meant to be," he murmured between soft lips.

"Stella, two people just sat down at your table," Mickey, another waitress, told the blonde, running back into the kitchen.

"Okay, I got it," Stella told the girl, slipping a pen behind her ear and making her way back through the steel doors to the restaurant. Stella looked out the two front windows to the busy South Carolina streets, and made her way over to the corner table where she saw four twenty year old guys sitting down, laughing. She took a deep breath and walked up to them with a smile, trying to seem her friendliest.

"Hi, boys. I'm Stella and I'll be your server today. Can I start you off with some drinks?" she asked. The boys began to order, and Stella couldn't help but place the boys of Big Time Rush in their shoes. There were two brunettes, a blonde with piercing green eyes, and a raven haired one, and the fact that they echoed Kendall and his friend's gave Stella a small shudder. She took down the drink orders, and slowly began to walk back to the kitchen, passing the counter and the radio that was on the ledge, which had been playing all day.

Stella began to walk slower as she heard the familiar three chords of the song Kendall had sang to her that Christmas. She knew that this was nearing the end of the song, as Kendall's solitary voice began to grow louder and louder with each step she got closer.

Two, is better than one….

Stella smiled and closed her eyes, leaning on the counter and putting her order pad down. She was instantly brought back to everything about Kendall Knight, and couldn't help but feel butterflies when she thought about their kisses, and caresses. She often wondered about Kendall, and what had become of his personal life the past four years. She knew he wasn't married or dating anyone at the moment, but she wondered what he felt inside of him, through his bones. She wondered if he saw a blonde would he think it's her, or if he looked up at the stars, he would think of her and her beauty, or if he was still dealing with stuff from his father's death. Stella wondered a lot, all the time, but wondering wouldn't help her. She would always love Kendall Knight, she didn't have to wonder about that.

Stella sighed as the song ended, and Kendall's voice faded from her mind and her ears, as she opened her icy blue eyes, which had tears in them. A big smile spread across her face, she slowly began to walk back into the kitchen, not wanting to hear the absolute end of the song as the radio announcer began to talk to no one.

And that was a throwback for all you couples out there, Two is Better Than One by Big Time Rush.

Okay. Wow guys. Hooked is officially done.

I'm gonna keep this short.

Thank you for everything, to the entire fandom. Those who reviewed, those who loved the story, those who hated it, those who waited for Saturday updates like it was their job.

I know this story was all over the place, I know it has flaws, I know it's chaotic, I know some things don't tie together, I know that you may have hated/liked Stella too much, I know this story is EXTREMELY flawed, but I'm still happy with it and the way it ended. I hope you are too. If not, I apologize.

Waterwicca – you are the only reason this story exists. You are an amazing, wonderful, beautiful person and by FAR the best writer in the Big Time Rush Fandom, in my opinion. You are wonderful, your story is wonderful, and you are such a role model and inspiration to me. You take so much time and effort into PTS, and everyone knows it. Your one shots, two shots, and everything you write is just truly amazing. Thanks for being my first real friend on here :D I love you to pieces, and you will never, ever, know how much I look up to you, and how extremely talented and wonderful you are :D Love you!

Rattle-my-KAGE - *read waterwicca's post above* You are the behind the scenes of PTS. You're wonderful just like your sister, and thank you for everything you have done for me, I really appreciate it. You are lovely.

So-complicated – you are an amazing writer and I am SO glad you got into the fandom with Something to Sleep To. It is an amazing story and you are an amazing writier. You were by FAR one of my favorite reviewers, and you were always so enthusiastic about everything that I threw your way. I enjoyed our conversations about Kendall, and the rest of BTR and I can't wait to read more from you. You truly are amazing.

Christinainwonderland – you are only here because of me ;D But seriously you are amazing, and I am glad to have inspired you. You're writing improves more every time I read it, and I think you're beyond perfect for writing screenplays. You are definitely one of the best writers on here, and you deserve credit for it. Can't wait to see more from you!

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I also wanna thank beMINE29 and HonestAnon (I might know who you are ;D) for their reviews.

And to Left4Hunger, jchamberz, Anonymous Skrtle my most recent reviewers, and everyone else who reviewed since November!

Thanks for pushing me to 500.

Unfortunately, I won't be posting any new stories, and will be leaving the fandom in the fall. Memories of a Lifetime and Bittersweet will be wrapped up in the next few weeks.

I love you all, and thanks for everything.

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