I DO NOT OWN BIG TIME RUSH.

All Better, or No?

As the guys were heading to the studio, Logan couldn't help but notice Kendall's paleness and his walking. "Kendall? You all right, buddy?"

"Yeah, I'm good. Why?"

"Because you're staggering when you walk. Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah, I'm just..." He suddenly passed out.

"Kendall!" Before Logan or Carlos could catch him, James caught him before he hit the ground.

"That was close. Good catch, James," Carlos complimented.

"Thanks. Now, let's get him to the hospital," James and Carlos started running off when Logan stopped them.

"Wait. We should at least tell Gustavo and Kelly. Wait right here. I'll be back."

Carlos said, "Well, we're not gonna just wait. Let's go." They headed off toward the hospital since it was two minutes from Rocque Records.

Logan ran out and looked around to find them gone. "James! Carlos!" He sighed and started running to the hospital too.

While on their way to the hospital, Kendall stirred a little in James' arms. He whispered, "Don't worry, buddy. We're gonna get you some help."

When they got to the hospital, James put him on a bed that some doctors were wheeling by with. "What do we have here?"

He said, "He's been really sick, and he just passed out."

"Okay. We'll check him out." They took Kendall away.

Logan came running through the doors and up to them. "There–" He took a second to catch his breath. "There you guys are. What happened? I told you I'd be right back and when I came back, you were gone."

"We're sorry, Logan, but we wanted to get Kendall here."

"Still, you could've waited for me." He sighed again. "Anyway, what'd they say?"

"They just said they'd check him out." They made their way over to the plastic chairs in the waiting area. Well, Logan did. James and Carlos made their way over to the toys there. Logan just chuckled to himself. His friends can be little kids sometimes.

"Hey, Logan?"

"Yeah, Carlos?"

"Is your dad working tonight?"

"I think so. Why?"

"He's walking this way."

"Well, well, well. Hello boys. Why am I not surprised you're here again? What's wrong this time? Kendall again?"

"Yep," the three replied.

"Boy, he's having a terrible time getting better, isn't he?"

"Yes, he is."

Suddenly Logan's dad's name came over the intercom. "Dr. Mitchell, to room 132 please. Dr. Mitchell, to room 132."

"That must be Kendall."

"He must be awake," said Logan.

"Let's go." The boys followed Dr. Mitchell to Kendall's room.

When they entered, they yelled, "Kendall!" His friends went up to hug him.

James said, "You had us worried, bro."

"Sorry. I didn't expect that myself."

"Glad you're okay, though."

"Me too."

"How're you doing, Kendall?"

"I'm good, Dr. Mitchell. Thanks."

"Well, let's get you checked out." Logan's dad was checking him over to see if he was really good.

Logan took his phone out and dialed Mrs. Knight's number.

At the apartment, her phone rang. "Hello?"

"Hi, Mrs. Knight."

"Hi, Logan. What's up?"

"We're at the hospital."

"What? I thought you were at the studio."

"Well, we were on our way to the studio when Kendall suddenly passed out and then we brought him here. But don't worry. My dad's looking at him now."

"We'll be there soon." They both hung up.

"Well, Kendall, you look pretty good, but we better keep you overnight to be sure."

Kendall sighed before saying, "Okay."

"I know you don't want to stay here, but we want to make sure you're all right. And from what your friends told me, we especially want to make sure you're all right. Well, I gotta visit some more patients." Dr. Mitchell kissed his son's head before leaving.

"Where's my mom?"

"She and Katie will be here soon." Just then, Mrs. Knight and Katie walked in. "Or right now."

"Hey kids." She hugged each one of them. "Hi, sweetie. Logan told me what happened. How're you feeling?"

"I'm fine."

Mrs. Knight put a hand to his forehead. "Are you sure, honey? You still feel warm."

"I feel fine. But I'm a little dizzy."

Logan replied, "That's why you were walking funny. You didn't notice?"

"I did notice I was dizzy, but I didn't notice I walked a little funny."

"You felt dizzy? Honey, you should've told me. We could've kept you home and the guys could've kept you company."

"I know I should've told you, but I was only a little dizzy, not totally dizzy."

She sighed. "Doesn't matter. Dizzy is dizzy. Just tell me when you're sick, okay?"

"All right." He felt something hot and acidic creep its way up his throat. "Please hand me that trashcan…" Before he finished his sentence, vomit exploded out of him and onto the bed.

He felt a pair of hands on him and the person that was on the edge of his bed was rubbing his back and saying, "It's okay, big brother. You're all right."

"Thanks, Katie."

Kendall pushed the Call button on his bed. At the front desk, the button by room 132 was blinking red and Dr. Mitchell said, "That's Kendall. I gotta go." He quickly proceeded to his destination. When he entered the room, his heart shattered at what he saw. Kendall was crying. Logan's dad had never seen him cry before. He must be really miserable at this point. Continuously throwing up and continuous trips to the hospital. He's been having such a rough time. "What happened here?"

James said, "Kendall threw up all over the place."

"Well, I can see that. Don't worry, though. We'll get him some fresh sheets."

"Come on, honey. Let's get you cleaned up." Mrs. Knight led her son to the bathroom to help him get cleaned up. After he was cleaned up and the sheets were changed, he came out five minutes later and got back in bed. Logan's dad was writing stuff down on his clipboard. "Is my son gonna be okay?"

"Well, since he's not getting better and getting a little worse, he's gonna need to be in the hospital for at least a week so we can help him get better."

Kendall replied sarcastically, "Great. I get to stay longer."