Author's Note: Hello, amazingly awesome, fantastic people! I'm still amused a how fluffy this fic has become and didn't realize it until I read your reviews. It's just Carlos and Logan together equals fun for some reason. Anyway, I'm really happy you all are enjoying this. Thanks again for all your fantastic comments.

"Hey, mom?" Katie asks in between bites, "Now that Limpy is feeling better, can we go home?"

"Hey! I don't have a limp!" Kendall defends.

"Uh-huh… prove it!"

"That's enough you two!" Mrs. Knight defuses the situation. "Kendall, I'm bringing you to the Garcia's, right?"

Kendall nods, giving Katie the evil eye which she returns a little more effectively. Mrs. Knight shakes her head. As much as she likes having the old Kendall back, it's this sibling bickering she doesn't miss.

"After we do that, we can go home. Kendall will call if he needs anything, right?"

Again Kendall nods. Mrs. Knight huffs, knowing that she's not going to be able to get anything else in.

"Okay, you two finish up then. Katie, go pack your stuff and, Kendall, hop on upstairs and get ready."

Katie giggles.

"What's so funny?" Kendall asks.

"She said 'hop'!"

Kendall purses his lips. "Whyioughta!"

Katie yelps and runs out of her seat and up to her room. Kendall makes an attempt to chase after her, but isn't even standing upright when he hears a door shut.

"Well, I guess you kids are done," Mrs. Knight states and starts clearing the table.

Kendall gives her a dejected look and begins the long trip back to his room.

"Damn! These are amazing!" James exclaims as he inserts a fork full of a third waffle into his mouth.

"Thanks!" Logan chuckles. "Don't they feed you on those fancy sets?"

"Yeah... butit'susuallycateredandnothomemade…" James' words are muffled and blended together due to his mouthful of food, but Logan understands.

"Well, they're really not homemade. Just from a box."

"Don't tell me that! For all intents and purposes it's homemade." James glares.

Logan concedes. "So, do I need to heat up the iron to make another one?" Logan had made four thinking they could each have two and worst case scenario there would be leftovers. He didn't realize how hungry James was.

"No! Don't even tempt me! I've got to keep my figure…" James explains as he stuffs his face.

Logan rolls his eyes. "Okay, whatever you say."

Mouth full, James asks, "So what's the plan for today?"

"Well, I've got my Bio final at 1, but I should be done by 3. Was going to go to the library to go over my Organic stuff again…" Logan sees a disappointed look on James' face, "… but I've reviewed enough. If it's not in my head by now, it's not going to get there in the next 24 hours."

"Really? Are you sure? I don't want to be the cause of a 'B'."

"James, it's fine. I promise. I've got it handled and a 'B' is not the end of the world."

James' eyebrows narrow. "Okay, who are you and what have you done with Logan?"

"What do you mean?"

"Since when do you settle for less than an 'A'?"

"Since I've realized there are more important things in life than having a 4.0 GPA," Logan says with a dreamy look on his face.

James smiles knowing exactly what brought this new Logan around, "Carlos, huh?"

Logan nods with a cheesy grin on his face. James frowns; being a little envious of Logan, but quickly replaces it with the smile again, hoping Logan was daydreaming to miss the change.

"I saw that."

"Saw what?"

"Come on James, I know you! Spill…"

"Not now, you've got a final to focus on."

"Would you stop worrying about me? Just tell me."

"No, Logan! I'm not going to put this on you just yet. Plus, I'm not even sure right now, okay?"

"Okay, okay! I guess I'll get ready for class." Logan sighs. "When you're finished, just put your dishes in the sink. I'll take care of them later."

Logan gets up, places his dishes in the sink, and makes his way to his room. James sits there, elbows on the table, head in his hands. He wonders how this happened. He's been able to keep it secret for over ten years. Why now and how are they going to take it?

"Race you to the living room!" Carlos challenges as he closes the front door.

"Haha… very funny, Carlos."

"Awww… c'mon, Kendall. You're no fun."

"Yeah, well if your dream was cut short you'd be…"

"Oh, Kendall…"

"Don't 'Oh, Kendall' me…"

Carlos shakes his head and starts toward the living room. Kendall hobbles after him and take a seat on the couch.

Carlos sighs. "Kendall stop being overdramatic…"

"Look who's talking," Kendall scoffs, he really didn't want to get into this right now. He was expecting to be able to spend a day with his old friend catching up.

Carlos rubs his face and takes a deep breath. "Kendall, I'm glad to see you up and about, but I'm - we're really worried about you."

"When did you guys become a 'we'?" Kendall tries in vain to change the subject.

"We'll talk about that later."

Kendall raises and eyebrow, but Carlos shakes it off.

"It's not just me and Logan… James is worried too."

"James?"

Carlos is surprised by Kendall's outburst and eyes him curiously.

"When did you talk to James?"

"What do you mean, 'when did you talk to James'? We talk to him all the time."

"Huh? That's funny. When I talk to him, he tells me that he hasn't spoken to you in a while."

Again Carlos shakes it off. He feels weird being the one having to get them back on topic. "That's a conversation for a later date. I just want to make sure that you'll be okay."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'll be fine. Just have to find a new dream that's all."

"God, Kendall. This isn't you. You're not one to just give up. Yes, this season is over for you, but you've still got years ahead of you."

"Carlos, I don't know how much Logan's told you, but an ACL tear is really difficult to come back from."

"So, you won't be 100% right away. That just means you'll have to work harder."

"But, I've never had to work at this before."

"Yes, you have."

Kendall looks at him confused.

"You've just trained yourself to see it as fun."

Kendall thinks on that and it dawns on him. Practice was never practice for him, it was his recess.

"You're right, Carlos. When did you become so intuitive?" Kendall jokes.

Carlos shrugs. "I guess Logan's rubbed off on me."

Kendall chuckles. "How is our smarty-pants friend?"

Carlos' face lights up and a grin appears on his face. The time has come. "He's doing really well. There's actually something I want you to help me with."