A/N: Okay, here we go again. I have found some time to try and update this story. It is a rather short update, but I'll try to update again very soon. Thanks for all the reviews and to those of you who made some suggestions for the story. I just made actually use some of them! I do hope you'll like this chapter. I also have a small question: Does anyone of you know anything about a civil wedding in the US? I would like to insert it into this story … Enjoy!

Chapter 8

"So, what treatment does he need?" Kendall asked nervously pacing around in the doctor's office.

"His going to need a cast for his arm," the doctor started to explain. "The fractured ribs need to heal all by themselves. We can only treat his pain and the shortage of breath he's suffering from. We'll put him on oxygen for now. He also needs lots of rest to treat his concussion. It's very important that we start treating Mr. Mitchell straight away. We'll move him straight up to the ICU."

"The ICU? Oh my …," Kendall said burying his head in his hands. "What am I supposed to tell his fiancée?"

"You really should explain to her what happened," the doctor said. "Mr. Mitchell, Logan, will be in here for a while until he's made full recovery. He's going to need all the support he can get."

"Easy for you to say," Kendall sighed. "She is going to freak out and kill me. She was so looking forward to their wedding. So was Logan come to think of it. He'll be so disappointed."

"We might be able to arrange something," the doctor started to explain," but it all depends on Logan's condition I must add. If he regains consciousness again and responds well to his treatment, we might be able to get him at least a civil marriage in the morning."

"Really?" Kendall asked.

"I think I can pull that off," the doctor said. "But it all depends on his condition off course."

"Thank you! That would be so great," Kendall said relieved.

Logan's body was lifted onto his own bed again and he was now being wheeled to the ICU. Kendall was able to follow his friend, but was told that he couldn't stay with him at all times. Logan was still unconscious and the nurses did their job. Kendall watched as they took care of his best friend who was lying in the hospital bed looking a ghostly pale. He felt really bad, but was also glad that his friend would be fine again in the end.

Kendall grabbed his Iphone and called his mom. He was pretty sure that the guys and the girls would all be at apartment 2J by now. Kendall took a deep breath as his phone started to ring.

"Kendall, what in God's name is going on?" Mrs. Knight yelled to her son.

"Mom," Kendall said. "Loges has been taken to the hospital."

"Yes, I know that already," Mrs. Knight said angrily. "Now cut the crap and tell me what's wrong with him."

"He has a broken arm, a serious concussion and a few cracked ribs that have punctured his lung," Kendall explained softly.

"The poor boy," Mrs. Knight said. "How is he supposed to get married in the morning? Which of you clowns made him end up in there?"

"Mom, it was an accident," Kendall started to explain.

"An accident?" She yelled. "You made him drink to help settle his nerves and he drank way too much and ended up seriously intoxicated. You call that an accident? You should have kept an eye on him, Kendall."

"But, mom," Kendall whined. "We were having some much fun! Logan loosened up and he ended up dancing and putting on quite a show on top of the counter. It was crazy!"

"He fell off of that counter and got seriously injured," Mrs. Knight said. "So you guys had your fun, but you should have considered the consequences. Logan is hurt and can't get married. How do you think Camille feels?"

He heard Camille screaming and crying hysterically in the background.

"She's mad at him," Kendall said more to himself, but still out loud. "She still wants to marry him, right?"

"Off course, she does," Mrs. Knight said. "She is just furious at you guys for getting him drunk the day before his wedding. The poor girl has been crying her eyes out ever since she heard the news."

"I want my daddy." Kendall suddenly heard little Emily sobbing.

"Jeezes." Kendall said realizing that Emily must be terrified too.

"Where is he now?" Mrs. Knight asked her son while Camille was trying to comfort her sobbing little girl.

"He is in the ICU, mom," Kendall admitted.

"What?" Camille yelled in the background.

"Logan has some breathing problems due to his punctured lung and has been on oxygen ever since we came here," Kendall explained. "The doctors want to monitor his condition and also his concussion."

"Is he conscious?" Camille asked her voice trembling.

"Not for the moment," Kendall admitted.

Camille immediately started to cry.

"Cami, he's going to be alright," Kendall said soothingly.

"But we can't get married in the morning," she sobbed.

"You might," Kendall said. "Should Logan regain consciousness and if he's up to it, you guys can at least get a civil wedding tomorrow."

"I want to see him. I need to see him right now!" Camille shouted. "After I have seen him, I'll kill you guys, I swear to God."

"We're really super sorry, Camille," Kendall said. "And I think I can speak for the three of us."