A/N: Okay it took me a while, but here we go again. I'm super sorry, but I have been extremely busy lately and was too tired to even start writing (and to top it all off I suffered from a major writer's block ) I'll do my best to update all of my stories on a more regular basis again. Hope you'll like this chapter. Thanks so much for taking the time to read and/or review.

Chapter 7

Logan was rushed to the hospital. Kendall never left his best friend's side. James and Carlos decided to go back to the Palm Woods to inform Camille and the others.

Kendall stared at his unconscious friend lying on the stretcher in the ambulance. He remembered how much fun they were having at his bachelor party right before they started drinking. Images of the party ran through his foggy mind. After a few drinks, Logan had started to loosen up. He told his friends he couldn't wait until Camille would finally be Mrs. Mitchell and how he loved being a father. With even more alcohol running through his veins, Logan had changed completely. He was no longer shy and insecure! He had been flirting with some of the girls in the club and had ended dancing on top of the counter nearly shirtless. Why didn't I stop him, Kendall thought. His foggy mind couldn't seem to focus on how he could have let that happen. More images re-appeared and he remembered that James, Carlos and himself had been laughing about Logan's antics on top of the counter. He really did put on some show! But how did things go so horribly wrong?

A slight moaning made Kendall snap back into reality. He looked at his best friend. Logan squeezed his eyes shut and his facial expressions showed that he was in a lot of pain. His chest was rising and falling quickly and the heart monitor showed that his heartbeat had sped up.

"It's alright, sweetie," the nurse said to Logan. "We know you're in a lot of pain right now and we're taking you to the hospital to get you checked out. You just need to calm down." She gently caressed Logan's arm.

Kendall worriedly looked at the nurse.

"Maybe you can try to calm him down?" She asked Kendall.

Kendall nodded his head.

"Hey, Loges," Kendall said softly. "It's alright, man. You're going to be just fine. Just relax, okay. You'll be in the hospital soon. Can you open your eyes for me?"

Logan desperately tried to open his eyes. It took him a while before he was able to crack his eyes open just a little bit.

"Hey, bud," Kendall said slightly relieved. "You don't know how happy I am to see you awake again."

"Kendall," Logan tried to say although it was hardly above a whisper. "Pain."

"I know, buddy," Kendall said softly. "These people will help you as soon as they know what's going on with you."

"Logan, we can't give you any pain medication right now," the paramedic explained. "We first need to take some scans and x-rays to see what's going on. We'll be in the hospital in about five minutes."

Logan's breathing was picking up once more and he was shivering by now.

"Logie, you've got to relax, man," Kendall said.

"Sick," he whispered and pure terror was written all over his face.

"We need to get him to sit up," the paramedic said to the nurse and Kendall. "Otherwise he might choke. But he can't sit up by himself with his injuries, because he's too weak. Can you try to hold him up?"

Kendall nodded.

"Okay. Let's do this," the paramedic said. "One, two, three."

Logan screamed on top of his lungs as pain shot throughout his entire body. His arm hurt, his chest hurt like hell and his head felt as if it was about to explode. The pain got even worse every time he convulsed. He was handed a cardboard container and threw up violently. Tears were streaming down his pale cheeks and his whole body was trembling by now.

"I've got you, buddy. I've got you," Kendall said soothingly.

"It hurts so much," Logan sobbed. He kept on having to throw up violently.

"You were seriously intoxicated, kid," the paramedic told Logan. "Do you remember what happened?"

Logan tried to nod his head.

"I remember part of it," Kendall said softly. "Logan was loosening up and he jumped onto the counter and started dancing around wildly. We were all laughing out loud at his antics. It was so unlike Logan to do that, but I guess he really was wasted at that time. At one time, he had disappeared and I went looking for him. That's when I found him lying on the floor unconscious."

"Hmm, I see," the paramedic responded. "Well, I guess he fell pretty hard. His arm his broken for sure. I'm almost positive he also cracked a few ribs and his head injury worries me."

Kendall looked down at Logan who was wrapped in his arms. He was shaking like a leaf by now. Tears were pouring down his cheeks and his facial expressions showed how much pain he really was in.

"The alcohol intoxication is wearing off," the paramedic explained.

"Kendall, do something," Logan cried. "It hurts … It hurts so badly."

"I can't help you, Loges," he answered his friend softly. "Just try to take it easy."

They had arrived at the hospital. The doors to the ambulance opened and the paramedic and the nurse jumped out and pulled Logan's stretcher from the ambulance. Kendall never left his friend's side.

Logan was brought into an examination room right away. A doctor rushed in to check him over. He hissed in pain as the doctor examined him.

"Well, well, Mr. Mitchell," the doctor said. "So you have been drinking seriously tonight, right? And now you expect us to patch you up again. You do know there are other people who need treatment, don't you?"

Logan was so ashamed of himself he had no idea how to respond.

"Give him a break, alright," Kendall spat. "It was his bachelor party. We had to get him to calm down a little. And could you just hurry up and help him? He's supposed to get married in the morning and he is about to go crazy due to the pain he's suffering."

"Hmm," the doctor said sternly. "Well, there's not much I can do about the pain."

"Are you kidding me?" Kendall nearly yelled.

"We need to take X-rays and scans first to see what's going on with him," the doctor said. He left the room without saying another word.

"Ken … dall." Logan sounded like he was completely out of breath.

Kendall immediately ran over to his best friend who was close to hyperventilating by now.

"Come on, Logie. You've got to breath, man," he said.

"Can't. Hurts." Logan managed to say.

Kendall paged a nurse as he was getting seriously worried about his friend by now. A nurse appeared straight away. She didn't even need to ask what was going on as she noticed the patient nearly gasping for air like a fish on the shore by now.

"It's alright, Logan," she said soothingly. "I'll help you to breathe easier again."

She grabbed a mask from the hook, turned the switch and put the mask over Logan's nose and mouth.

"There you go," she said. "Just breathe normally now, okay Logan? He'll be fine again soon. I've put him on oxygen for now," she explained to Kendall. "Just keep an eye on him. They'll be ready for x-rays in a minute."

Logan was breathing easier again, but he still looked terrible. A few minutes had passed and some more nurses rushed into Logan's room.

"We have to take him to x-rays now," a nurse said to Kendall.

"Can I go with him?" Kendall asked.

"Yes, but you can't be in the actual exam room with him," the nurse explained. "You can wait for him in the waiting area there if you like."

Kendall agreed to that.

"Think you'll be able to breathe on your own again now, cutie pie?" An older nurse asked Logan.

He softly nodded his head. He was wheeled out of the room in his bed and Kendall followed up closely. They arrived at the right spot within a few minutes.

"Logan Mitchell," the doctor said. "Let's have a closer look at these injuries of yours. We're going to start by taking x-rays of your arm, your chest and abdomen and your head. Just to be safe, we'll also take a scan of your upper body and your head. Okay?"

Logan again nodded his head.

"But first of all," the doctor said. "We need to get Mr. Mitchell here undressed. He needs to undo his shirt for sure and also his belt and pants due to the metal. Can you maybe help your friend?"

Kendall swallowed nervously. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt Logan in any way, but he had no choice. He unbuttoned his friend's shirt and tried to pull one of his arms out of the shirt. He noticed that Logan could bend or stretch his other arm, so he gently tried to slide the shirt off. Logan's face tensed up due to the immense pain he suffered.

"Sorry, bud," Kendall apologized.

He undid Logan's belt buckle, button and zipper.

"Okay, bud. I'm going to need your help here," Kendall started. "You'll have to lift your body up, so I can slide these jeans of. Ready?"

Logan nodded his head once more. As soon as he tried to lift his body pain shot through him. He screamed in agony.

"Logie, what's wrong?" Kendall asked nervously.

"Can't … breathe," he barely managed to say before passing out.

"Logan," Kendall yelled.

"Alright, put him on oxygen again and let's get this show on the road," the doctor ordered the nurses.

They put the mask over Logan's mouth once again and very gently removed his jeans.

"Your friend most likely has some fractured ribs," the doctor explained to Kendall. "We'll do the chest and abdomen x-rays first to make sure."

Kendall was able to follow the whole procedure from the doctor's office. He could see his friend's limb body being lifted and laid down onto a table. They first took x-rays from his chest and abdomen and also from his arm and head. The doctor showed Kendall that Logan's arm was indeed broken and the x-rays also showed possible cracked ribs and a serious concussion.

"Let's take some scans just to be extra safe," the doctor said.

Logan's body was again lifted and laid down onto another kind of table and his whole body disappeared a few minutes later into a large kind of tube.

"There," the doctor pointed out. "You can clearly see that Logan has broken three of his ribs and one has punctured his lung. That's why he has a hard time breathing normally. He also definitely has a serious concussion. Well, he'll have to stay at the hospital for a while and we'll put him on pain medication straight away."

"Oh what!" Kendall said. "He is supposed to get married tomorrow."

"I'm sorry, but that's not gonna happen I'm afraid," the doctor said. "His injuries are far too worse not to be treated."

"I can't believe this. I just can't believe this," Kendall said angrily.