Disclaimer: I don't own Big Time Rush (though, I would be in Heaven if that were the case!). All I own is the plot and Leigh (to clarify: her name is pronounced like Lee).

So, just a head's up. Leigh will be using Sign Language for a few chapters, so whenever anyone is using Sign Language, their words will be surrounded with one quotation. Ex: 'word'

Now, on with the show!

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Chapter 2: I Want to be Alone

Leigh POV

BEEP….BEEP…

"Uggggh…what the hell is that?" I thought to myself, "I'm trying to sleep."

I attempted to fall back asleep, but eventually the beeping noise won. I opened my eyes and immediately winced, my corneas burning from the brightness.

"Glad to see you're awake, Miss Gibbs," an overly bubbly voice to my right said. I turned over to find a rather large blonde woman in white looking down at me. At this movement, the woman's smile widened, "Let me go get the doctor." With that, she hurried out the door.

I groaned as I tried to sit up. Upon further investigation, I discovered I was in a hospital. "Shit," I muttered. I sat there for a moment, trying to remember what happened. It took a few minutes, but I finally remembered the events that last transpired. "What was I thinking? Why did I get involve? Stupid, stupid me," I reprimanded myself silently.

I was too wrapped up in my internal tirade to notice the doctor enter the room. I nearly jumped out of the bed when he spoke.

"Good morning, Miss Gibbs. I'm Dr. Stewart," he began, "do you know where you are?"

I nodded.

The doctor smiled, "Good. Now, I'm going to ask you a few questions. Do you think you can handle that?"

I hesitated, deciding on how best to approach this subject. Making a snap decision, I started gesticulating rapidly.

"So you're mute," Dr. Stewart surmised. "Let me go find someone who knows Sign Language." He exited the room, frantically searching for someone who could communicate with me. After what felt like fifteen minutes, the doctor came back with a boy behind him. He had blonde hair and green eyes, and he looked to be about sixteen (my age). He smiled shyly at me.

'Hello, my name is Kendall,' he signed.

I couldn't help but grin a little. I wasn't deaf, surely the doctor told him. It was cute though, so I decided not to mention that nugget of information.

'Hi, I'm Leigh. Where did you learn to sign?' I gestured.

'My cousin is deaf; my family and I learned so we could communicate with him.'

'Cool. Well, it's nice to meet you.'

Kendall was about to respond, when Dr. Stewart interrupted. "So, Miss Gibbs, I need you to tell Kendall what year it is."

'2010'

"Okay," the doctor continued, following protocol, "Do you know what state you're in?"

'California'

"Where are you living?"

'At the Palm Woods.' I noted Kendall's eyes widen at my statement.

"What's your occupation?"

'I'm a freelance photographer.'

"Alright, the last thing we need to talk about is what you remember about the accident."

I nodded and started to sign, 'I was walking down the street when I saw a car barreling down the road toward this boy. I remember running toward him, but memory is a little hazy after that.' I paused as a thought passed through my head. "The boy…is he okay?"

Kendall nodded, 'He's a bit scratched up but is fine.'

Something clicked inside my head, 'Wait, you said your name was Kendall right? I think I remember someone telling me about a Kendall calling the ambulance.'

'Yeah, that was me. We were all really scared when we saw you and-'

The good doctor decided to intervene once again. "Well, what's she signing?" he asked impatiently.

I could tell Kendall resisted the urge to give the doctor an eye roll, but he responded with, "She remembers seeing the car and running to Logan. She also remembers my friend James telling her that I was calling the ambulance. But everything else is fuzzy."

"Ok, good. Her memory is in tact," the doctor replied. He turned to me. "Now, Miss Gibbs, everything is looking good. But you will need someone to take care of you for a couple of days. We tried to call your family, but the numbers we found were not correct. Can we call anyone for you?"

I sighed, and turned to Kendall. 'No, there isn't anyone to call. Two years ago, the court ruled that my parents were freed from their responsibilities of taking care of me. After that, the rest of my family turned their backs on me.'

Kendall gasped, obviously not expecting that to be my response. He relayed what I signed to the doctor. The doctor merely nodded. "Ah, an emancipated minor. I see. Well, we need to find someone to take care of you while you recover. This hospital offers well trained nurses, if you'd like to hire."

I was about to agree when Kendall said, "We can take care of her. My friends and I also live at the Palm Woods, so it would be more convenient"

I froze. No! NO way can I let that happen. They might want to become friends, and then things will get ugly. Someone could get hurt. I gestured wildly, trying to explain that I was fine with hiring a nurse. Kendall frowned slightly at my silent outburst, but then a mischievous grin appeared on his face.

"See? She loves the idea! Dontcha, Leigh?"

The doctor studied my foreign gestures, and I guess he decided that it was easier to agree with Kendall because he said, "Okay, great. We'll talk to your mother, Kendall, and have her sign the papers." Kendall followed the doctor out, but not before he turned back to smile smugly at me. I showed him the rude gesture everybody knows in response. He just laughed as he walked out.

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Good news was that I was discharged from the hospital shortly after meeting the doctor. Bad news was I had six people incessantly staring at me as Kendall and some guy named Carlos helped me into the car. Just because I had a few cracked ribs does NOT mean I'm an invalid. I mean, really. The drive to the Palm Woods was a quiet one. I could tell they wanted to ask me a billion questions, especially after the discovery of me not having fingerprints was made. I explained to them it was one of the reasons why I was granted emancipation. This caused an awkward silence, but I was grateful for it. We arrived at the Palm Woods where, much to my chagrin, Kendall and Carlos grabbed my arms, helping me walk. The two others, Logan and James, walked closely behind us.

"So do you know your room number?" the pale one, Logan, asked.

I quickly signed 2K, to which Kendall smiled brightly. "Excellent, you're right next door to us!"

I took all my willpower not to facepalm as the boys cheered.

I handed James my keys as he opened the door for us. I managed to wriggle myself out of two boys' grip and hobbled into the apartment.

"Wait," Logan exclaimed, "I don't know if you should be walking by yourself yet. Let us help you.

I whirled around, holding down the grimace that wanted to appear on my face and signed, 'You really want to know how you can help me?"

Kendall translated and the boys nodded their heads eagerly.

'You can leave me alone.' And to emphasize my point, I shut the door.

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I do have a question for you guys. Would you like to see some of the actual episodes from Big Time Rush? Because I do have a few ideas on how I can incorporate Leigh into them. But I don't want to bore anyone. I really appreciate your input!

If this looks like it'll be a KendallxOC story, it's not. It'll either be JamesxOC or LoganxOC. Haven't decided yet. I think I'll see where the story takes me.

Special thanks goes out to Hikari of Death, for giving me the idea to use Sign Language!

Thanks to all of you who take time to read my story. I hope you are enjoying it so far. Critiques are welcomed, but no flames please.