"We lost the baby."

Standing in the Rocque Records lobby Logan almost dropped his phone on hearing those words. He was not expecting that from his best friend.

"I'm—I'm so sorry. Is there anything I can do?"

"I'm just joking!" James laughed on the other end. "The baby's fine. We got the results from the MRI back and they couldn't find anything, like um, anything related to the spot on the ultrasound. They want to monitor Lucy for another day before we can come home, though."

"So the baby's not detached?"

"The doctor doesn't think so."

"Awesome! Are they gonna let Lucy fly home?"

"Dude, I hope so. Hadn't thought about them not letting her. That'd be some drive back to LA."

"All right, Logan!" Gustavo shouted entering the room. Logan flinched and pointed at his phone.

"I've got a meeting with Gustavo so I, um—"

"Why?"

" Camille-related. He's giving me this really nasty look."

"All right, I'll let you go. I should call Carlos anyway."

Logan hung up the phone and then turned to Gustavo.

"James and Lucy didn't lose the baby."

"Great." Gustavo led Logan into his office where he sat down behind his desk. Logan took the empty chair in front of the desk. "Why do you want to meet with me today?"

"It's about Camille."

"Camille, your girlfriend?" Gustavo tapped his fingers against each other.

"Yes. I'd like her on the EP."

"But she can't sing."

"I know that."

"This is an EP with roughly six to eight tracks. I am not filling it with a spoken word interlude." Gustavo stopped tapping and started getting red in the face as he usually did when he yelled.

"I know. I want Camille to sing."

"Didn't we just agree that she can't sing?"

"Auto-tune."

"I. Do. Not. Use. Auto-tune. I will not compromise my integrity for your girlfriend. Next."

Logan sighed. "She won't come out and say it but I know she's hurt she's not included on the album when Lucy, Jo, and Alexa are. I don't want to leave her out."

"Hm. Well, the only way she is getting on this EP is if she can sing and she can't do that, or if she can play an instrument? Can she play an instrument?"

Logan scrunched his brow. He had never seen Camille show any musical ability.

"If you can teach her to play anything I'll consider working a song to get her in it."

"Thank you." Logan stood up and shook his producer's hand. "Deal."

.O.

Carlos stuffed his phone into his pocket as he walked around the Palm Woods lobby. He had been on his way to the pool when James called him. He wasn't sure if he wanted to go there, but he had nothing else to do. Seeing all the happy smiling faces made him turn around. Instead he fell into an empty armchair.

Maybe he could go Rocque Records and see if Gustavo would let him work on his vocals for the current track they were working on. Or he could work with him on the song they'd be doing with Alexa, when she came back home.

James had called to let him know the baby was fine. He would be home any day now and then they'd be back in the studio. Carlos wasn't sure how many tracks they had left to do. Two? Three? Four? He remembered they recorded with Cody Simpson, Jo, Amy Heidemann from Karmin whom they recorded with before, and he was sure there was more but he couldn't remember it. How many tracks go on an EP anyway? Not as many as an album, that he knew, but how much less?

He just wanted to be done with it all. When they were finished that would mean Alexa was home. They hadn't recorded their duet together yet so in order for them to be finished she'd have to have been here for that.

You'd think with Alexa gone that would give Carlos time to spend with his boys. But, no. James had to be in Ohio with Lucy. Kendall spent all his time with Jo going on and on about the wedding, even though he distinctly remembered their fight about Kendall not wanting a say. And Logan? He wasn't exactly sure where Logan was.

So, that left him alone. When left alone he'd often turn to Katie.

Katie. Yes, Katie! He'd go find out what Katie was doing.

Standing up he caught sight of light brown hair that made him do a double take.

Blink. Blink.

No, he's just seeing things.

"Carlos!"

Or was he?

"Alexa!"

They ran to each other like a scene in a movie, bonking heads when they tried to embrace.

"You, you're hurt?" He said as he rubbed his head.

"Only a little," she replied touching the cut on her right cheek. "I'm okay." Alexa put her hands on Carlos's face and brought him to hers. "I've missed you so much," she whispered and then planted her lips on his.

Carlos's entire body lit up at the taste.

"Gosh, I've missed that so much."

Alexa giggled.

"Well, let's get you cleaned up." Reluctantly letting go of their embrace, Carlos took Alexa's hand and led her to the elevator. "You're limping," he noticed.

"You don't miss much, do you?"

"Alexa…"

"Fine," she sighed. "I sprained my knee but I'm okay, really."

Carlos scooped Alexa into his arms.

"We're going to your crib. You're relaxing. I'm making dinner."

"You're making dinner?" Alexa raised an eyebrow.

"All right, we're going to my crib and Mama Knight's making dinner. But, you're resting."

"Yes, Dr. Garcia."

Carlos grinned as the elevator doors opened. She may be hurt but Alexa was home and that was good enough for him.

I did not mean to make you wait so long for an update. Over a month! It really didn't feel that long. I love this story and I don't want to make you wait long again. Yeah, kind of short especially compared to last chapter. I think this chapter is a bit mish-mash (I'm not even sure that's a word, but I don't mean mismatch) but I didn't want to make you guys wait any longer.