I DO NOT OWN BIG TIME RUSH.

Comes Crashing Down

Previously on Big Time Rush…

James was spacing out. "James? You okay, buddy? You kind of look out of it."

"Huh? Oh yeah. I'm good."

"You sure? You don't look too good."

"I said I'm–" Suddenly, James got really dizzy, staggered on his feet a bit, and his knees gave out. Mrs. Knight caught him, though.

"James! James, honey. Can you hear me?"

"Lucas, why did James even collapse in the first place?"

"Well, it could be a number of reasons: not eating, not enough sleep, or that it all became too much to handle."

Kendall then felt guilty. "James is getting sick because of me."

"There is one thing that I forgot to tell you."

"What is it, Dad?"

"That Tirexia could be contagious."

"What?" everyone asked.

"What?" everyone asked.

"Yes. There's a chance that it could be contagious. That isn't always the case, though. We'll run a blood test to see if it is, and if it is, we'll run another test to see if he has it. I'm sorry."

"Don't be, Lucas," started Mrs. Knight. "This isn't your fault."

"Well, then… I best be going. See you later." With that said, he left.

"What are we gonna do?" asked Carlos. Everyone looked at Kendall.

"Well, don't look at me. You heard what your dad said, Logan: they don't know if it's contagious."

"That's not the point, Kendall! When James gets sick, he can be a real pain!"

"Oh, and that's my fault?"

"You are the one with the possibly contagious illness!"

"That's not my fault, Logan! I had to have my tonsils out! My throat was killing me!"

"And that's what started this whole thing!"

"Yeah?!"

"Yeah!"

"Boys!"

Logan climbed onto Kendall's bed and pinned his arms.

"Logan, don't–" warned Katie.

"IF YOU HADN'T AGREED TO COME TO LOS ANGELES IN THE FIRST PLACE, JAMES WOULD BE ALL RIGHT! JAMES IS STUCK HERE BECAUSE OF YOU!" Logan twisted Kendall's arm and Kendall heard a snap. "WE DIDN'T HAVE TO COME HERE, BUT YOU MADE US! YOU RUINED EVERYTHING!" He jumped off his bed and immediately regretted saying that after he saw the hurt in Kendall's eyes.

"Logan Mitchell! That is enough! Apologize to Kendall right now and go outside to cool down!" she scolded. "Wait until I tell your father!" Logan started to cry and then ran off. Logan Mitchell has been in trouble many times before, but never with Kendall's mom.

Everyone called after him. "Logan!"

She sighed. "Carlos, will you go find him?"

Carlos nodded. "On it." He then ran off to find Logan.

Then, she, Katie, and Kendall heard a groan. They looked over to see that James was stirring. When he opened his eyes, he saw Mrs. Knight and Katie. "James!" Katie hugged him.

"James, honey. We're so glad you're okay. How do you feel?"

"Okay, I guess. What happened?"

"You passed out," replied Katie.

"Why?"

"They think Tirexia is contagious. They're gonna run some tests to make sure if it is or not."

"Oh."

He heard a groan from Kendall's bed and looked over. Kendall was holding his arm and crying. Mrs. Knight comforted her son. "It's gonna be okay, sweetheart. We're gonna get your arm looked at." Mrs. Knight pressed the Call button.

Dr. Mitchell came in and he saw Kendall holding his arm. "What happened here?"

"Lucas, you're not gonna believe what your son said to Kendall."

"What did he say?"

"He said that Kendall's the reason James is sick and that he ruined everything."

Lucas sighed. "I'm gonna have to talk to him. Now, what's wrong this time?"

"Kendall broke his arm."

"How?"

"Logan twisted it."

He sighed again. "I'm gonna have to have a serious talk with him. But right now, we're gonna take an x-ray of Kendall's arm." He brought the wheelchair that was in the room over and helped Kendall into it. Dr. Mitchell wheeled him out and Kendall's mom came to make sure her son was all right.

He was still holding his arm and said, "Mommy, Logie hurt my feelings and my arm! It hurts really bad!" Now, the only time Kendall calls his mom "Mommy" is when he's sick, hurt, or upset. This time, he was all three of those choices. He just wants to get better.

Mrs. Knight rubbed his back soothingly. "I know, honey, but don't worry. Logan's dad is going to fix your arm. It'll be better in no time."

"Good, but what about the rest of me?"

Dr. Mitchell answered this one. "Don't worry, Kendall. I'm sure you'll be better in no time. And as for Logan, he's gonna be in big trouble for saying what he said. None of this is your fault, Kendall. Logan shouldn't have said what he said. I think he's just stressed out from you being sick and now James being sick." Kendall nodded. He wheeled Kendall into the x-ray room. "Here we are." Mrs. Knight helped her son get on the table. "Now, we'll lay you down and put the apron on to protect you." He put it on Kendall. "Just lay your arm right here…" He put Kendall's arm on the arm on the bed. "And you lie still while it does its job. We'll be back in a second. Come with me, Mrs. Knight."

"Mommy?"

"I'll be back in a second, honey." They left for the other room and came back a few seconds later.

Dr. Mitchell said, "Okay, all done." He took the apron off and Kendall went back to holding his arm. He was helped back into his chair. "Wasn't that quick?" He nodded. Kendall did not like to have x-rays done. This was his third x-ray in a year. He broke his ankle during a hockey game, he cracked his skull when he rode his bike and forgot to take his helmet, and now his arm.

"Okay. Well, we'll just go to the room across and get your arm fixed up." A nurse gave him the x-rays a few minutes later. He put them on the light box on the wall to see them. "It seems as if your fracture is right across your wrist, but don't worry. Fixing bones is what I do best." Kendall smiled and chuckled at that. "Now, Kendall, what color cast would you like?"

"Green, please."

"Green it is, then. Now, after it's on, no running around. Give your arm a chance to heal."

"Okay."

After Kendall was patched up, they went back to his room and were surprised to see Logan standing there. "Look who I found," said Carlos.

"Logan, come here." He obeyed his dad. Kendall got back into his bed. "I heard what you said to Kendall. I am disappointed in you."

"But Dad, I'm sorry."

"I'm sure you are, but it still doesn't matter. You shouldn't have said those things to him."

Logan sighed. "I know. I'm sorry, Dad."

His dad hugged him. "I know. But I'm not the one you should apologize to." He pointed to Kendall and Logan went over to his bed.

"Kendall, I'm so sorry about what I said. I didn't mean it, and I'm sorry I broke your arm. I guess the stress of you being sick and James starting to get sick got to me."

"That's okay, Logie. I know you didn't mean it. You just got stressed, that's all... but you need to tell us when you're stressed. Okay?"

"All right. Forgive me?"

"Yeah." Kendall hugged him with his good arm.

He went over to his dad. "Good job, kiddo." He kissed Logan's head. "Well, I have to go now. Take care of that arm, Kendall, and remember what I said."

"I will. Thanks." Dr. Mitchell nodded and then left.