I DO NOT OWN BIG TIME RUSH.
Recovery? Maybe
"Kendall, you get to go home. Isn't that great?" asked Logan's dad after he walked into his room.
"Yes, it is... because I'm ready to get out of here!"
Dr. Mitchell chuckled. "Well, Mrs. Knight, if you'd come sign some papers, Kendall will be free to go."
"Okay." She followed him to the front desk. Kendall got dressed and since it's hospital policy, Logan pushed him in a wheelchair until they got to the car. James lifted Kendall and placed him into the seat gently. Everyone piled in: Mrs. Knight in the driver's seat, Katie in the passenger's seat, and the guys in the back. Kendall fell asleep and used James' head as a pillow. It was a cute sight.
When they got to the Palm Woods, everyone got out and James said, "Come on, Kendall. We're here." Kendall cracked his eyes open, and James carried him to the apartment.
Once they all got into 2J, Mrs. Knight said, "James, you can just put Kendall in his room and let him rest. Thank you, honey."
"No problem." He did what he was told. The instant Kendall got covered up, he fell asleep. James placed a brotherly kiss on his forehead and left the room.
"Is he sleeping?" asked Logan.
"Yes, and he didn't even complain like he usually does about resting when he's sick."
"That's odd," replied Carlos. "So, wanna play some video games?"
"Sure." The three remaining friends sat on the couch and played video games.
After a while, Kendall appeared in the living room, Spiderman blanket wrapped around him. "Hey guys."
"Hey, I thought you were sleeping," said Carlos.
"I was, but then I decided to come out to be with you guys. Can I play too?"
Logan, being the doctor in training, thought about that one. "Okay, but be gentle with him guys. No rough housing." He knew how James and Carlos got wild during video games.
"Logan, don't worry so much. My stomach is almost healed and–"
"Yes, but you still gotta be gentle."
Kendall rolled his eyes. "Fine." Yep, they could tell that their friend was getting better and getting back to his usual stubborn self. Soon, it was dinnertime, and everyone took their place at the table. Logan helped Kendall to the table. Even though he was a little better, Logan told him that he still was sick and needed to be helped. After all, Kendall was their little brother.
The next morning, Kendall was the last one to wake up. He walked out and was greeted by his friends. James asked, "Hey, buddy. How're you feeling?"
"Actually, I'm feeling a lot better. Spending almost a week in the hospital and a day at home, I'm great."
"Well, we're all glad to hear that," replied Carlos.
"Well, hurry up and get dressed. Gustavo will kill us if we're late," said Logan.
"I'm going, I'm going." Kendall went into his room. He swayed on his feet a little as a wave of dizziness came over him. He shook it off and threw on a t-shirt, an old pair of jeans, and came out. The guys grabbed some breakfast and then headed out the door. They were grateful that their friend and little brother was better.
Or so they thought he was better.
