Ah! I came up with the idea for this chapter about 5 seconds ago, and I'm so ready to write it! I think it's going to be shortish, but I'm way-more-excited-than-I-should-be and I hope you like it!

46. Family

Logan was sitting on the orange couch at 2J, reading one of his medical books. Okay, he actually wasn't reading, more just staring at the page he had started on. He was thinking, and the more he thought the more worried he got.

It had almost been a two weeks since he had talked to his foster parents. Yeah, they had only adopted him 2 months before he went to LA, but they had been his first real family, not another foster home he had been shipped too.

Logan was the smart one, but he also thought the worst of situations.

What if something happened to them? Shouldn't the police have called me by now? Maybe the police don't even know. Or maybe they haven't because I'm not real family. I should call and make sure everyth-

Logan's thoughts were cut off as he heard a knock at the door. He closed his book and stood up with a stretch, figuring it was one of the guys and they had forgotten their keys.

When the person knocked again, Logan started walking over. "I'm coming! I'm coming!" He yelled. When he opened the door, he saw a familiar face.

A familiar face that made his stomach drop.

"Hello Logan, it's been a long time. Look how big you've gotten." The lady said, scanning him.

"M-Mrs. Nicole, w-what are you doing here?" Mrs. Nicole had dark brown hair, which had thin gray streaks in it as she was in her mid-forties. She was about the same height as Logan, and she wore small, black, square glasses. Logan took a step back, giving way for her to come inside the apartment.

"No, I'll stay out here." That made Logan's heart almost stop. Mrs. Nicole only didn't come in when...

"Again?" Logan asked simply, tears coming to his eyes.

Mrs. Nicole looked down at the floor. "Listen-" When she looked up and met his eyes, she stopped, and then nodded. "Yes."

Logan nodded, wiping his eyes. "Is there anything else?" All he wanted to do now was go back in his room and cry.

"Logan, you know the rules. No child-"

Logan cut her off, his heart sinking impossibly lower as he remembered. "No foster child may be on his slash her own until the age of 18, or they are sent to college, as they need a legal family. And I'm not eligible to apply for college yet, so..." He took a deep breath and bit his tongue, holding the tears back.

"Right. I'll be here at-"

"But Mrs. Nichole, I'm not on my own. Mrs. Knight and the guys are here, and they take really good care of me." Logan said hurriedly. "Plus I have a contact with Big Time Rush."

Mrs. Nichole shook her head. "Mrs. Knight isn't your legal parent, just your guardian. And your contract states that you're allowed to be part of Big Time Rush as long as you have a LEGAL PARENT." Logan sighed, knowing this was a losing battle. "As I was saying, I'll be here at noon to get you. You'll be moving to-"

"Sorry Mrs. Nicole but I really don't care at the moment. I'll see you tomorrow." Logan shut the door slowly, and walked back into his room, also shutting that door.

Logan slid down against the door, tears quickly falling down his face. This couldn't be happening again. It shouldn't be happening again, everything was going so well.

Logan sat on the floor for only a few more minutes before standing up and walking over to his bed. Tears were still falling rapidly, but what needed to be done needed to be done, whether he liked it or not. He pulled two large suit cases out from under his bed and put them on it. He took a deep, shaky breath before walking over to the closest and slowly, ever so slowly, began putting stuff into them.

Kendall and Mrs. Knight walked into 2J, returning from grocery shopping. Katie had stopped by the pool to see what James and Carlos were doing, as the two had their tree helmets on and several bottles of spray cheese.

"Hey mom, I'm gonna go see if Logan's here." Mrs. Knight nodded and began unloading the groceries as Kendall headed back to his and Logan's room.

Kendall stopped outside of the room when he heard noises coming from inside. After a couple seconds he realized it was crying. He quickly opened the door and saw Logan sitting on the floor next to his bed, his knees pulled up to his chest with his head laying on them, his whole body was shaking.

Kendall quickly ran over and sat down next to him. "Logan, buddy, what's wrong?" Logan shook his head and Kendall wrapped his arm around Logan, pulling him into a hug. It took about a minute, but Logan returned the hug. "Shh, Logan, it's gonna be alright."

Logan shook his head against Kendall's chest. "N-n-no i-it's n-not." He cried, his voice shaking extremely bad.

"What happened?" Kendall asked. The last time he had seen Logan so upset was the night he had told he was in a foster home, and even then he wasn't asdistraught.

Logan stayed in Kendall's arms for a few minutes, trying to calm down a bit. He pulled back and took a deep breath, the tears were still falling, but at least he wasn't gasping for breath. "M-Mrs. Nicole, that woman who's p-pretty much in charge of me, she came b-by today." He took a deep breath and bit his tongue again, trying to keep the tears at bay until he finished. "I...I've been put back into faster care." He whispered, tears starting to fall again. "A-another family d-didn't want me and n-now I'm g-getting sh-shipped off to who-knows-where again!"

Kendall pulled him into another hug, going over what Logan was saying. He didn't know what to say, so he just gently rubbed Logan's back, trying to offer some needed comfort, but Logan obviously wasn't getting it.

"Another family didn't want me. That makes 12." Logan whispered, more to himself.

Again, Kendall was unsure as to what to say, which he didn't like, but he kept his grip on Logan tight.

After about a half an hour, Kendall finally thought of something. It probably wasn't helpful, but it was something. "What's going to happen?"

Logan pulled back and looked Kendall in the eye. "Since I've been put back, I h-have to leave. Children in foster care aren't a-allowed to be on t-their own." Logan took a deep breath, trying to get the words to come out. "I leave at..." He took a deep breath. "Mrs. Nicole is picking me up at... noon." Kendall pulled him into another hug, even though the tears were starting to slow down.

"But Logie, you aren't on your own. You have me, and Carlos, and James, and my mom and a slight possible chance of Katie." Logan laughed a little at that. "I promise we'll think of something before noon."

"I wish for nothing more." Logan sighed, followed by a yawn.

Kendall nodded and another half hour later, Logan was asleep in Kendall's arms. Kendall looked down at him, as they hadn't changed their positions. Logan looked peaceful after being upset for so long. Kendall, who hadn't really had time to think about what was happening as his main focus had been to comfort Logan, slowly picked up the smaller boy and was about to lay him on his bed, when he saw the two open and packed suitcases on top of it. He sighed and walked over across the room and laid Logan down on his bed instead. Once he was sure Logan was comfortable, he walked back out into the living room.

Mrs. Knight was in the kitchen, making dinner when Kendall came in. "Hey honey, what took you so long? Dinner's almost ready."

"Mom, we have a problem." Kendall said, sitting down at counter.

"What?" Mrs. Knight asked quickly, walking over to the other side of the counter and facing her son.

"The woman who is in charge of Logan's foster care stuff, she came over today..." Kendall sighed and took a deep breath. "The Mitchells put Logan back in foster care..."

"What?" His mom yelled.

"And because they did, the woman has to take him away to another foster family because he's not allowed to be on his own. Logan said that the lady is taking him away at noon tomorrow."

Mrs. Knight walked over and hugged her son, before looking at him at arm's-length. "Well, we'll just have to stop that from happening won't we?" She kissed his forehead and walked back into the kitchen.

"What are we gonna do?" Kendall asked, eyeing his mother suspiciously.

"What I've wanted to do since I first learned Logan was in foster care." She smiled and pulled the fish sticks and tots out of the oven. "Now, go fetch James and Carlos, Logan can join us when he's ready." Kendall nodded and went to go fetch his friends, wondering what they had done with the spray cheese.

Logan sighed as he woke up, a major headache lying behind his eyes. He laid in the warmth of the blankets surrounding him for a few minutes, before sitting up slowly, seeing as it eased his headache.

He looked across the room, confused for a second as to why he was looking at his own bed. And why suitcases were on it. But soon the memories of the long day crashed upon his vulnerable mind.

Logan stood up and nearly screamed as all the emotions hit him all at once: pain, sadness, anger, embarrassment, guilt, fear, and a slimmer of hope. Hope that he could finally be rescued from this madness...yeah, right.

Logan turned and struck the wall behind him, listening as a satisfying crunch echoed through the room. The momentary joy was all too quickly replaced with more pain as Logan realized the crunch had come from his own hand. He sighed and kicked the wall before turning and walking out of the bedroom.

Logan walked into the living room and saw Kendall whispering something to James' and Carlos, who had a mixture of worried and excited expressions on their faces, which only made Logan's stomach turn into a knot of emotions.

Kendall stopped whispering when he saw Logan enter the rooms. "Hey Logester, how was- What did you do to your hand?" Kendall quickly got up and ran over to Logan, any expression on his face being replaced by worry and fear.

"I punched the wall." Logan stated simply, and continued his journey to the first-aid kit. "Must've broken a finger or two."

Kendall followed Logan and watched him patch up his hand, Carlos and James watching innocently in the background. Once Logan was done he got a water bottle out of the fridge and turned to look at his three best friends staring at him with worry filled eyes.

And he finally hit his breaking point.

Logan's knees gave out from under him as he started crying, the unopened water bottle rolling innocently away from the scene, as if trying to escape.

It took a few seconds for the boys to comprehend what was going on, but soon all three ran to Logan, wrapping their arms around him in a tight three-way hug.

This only caused Logan to cry harder.

The boy's noticed, but refused to let go.

"I d-don't want to l-leave!" Logan cried. "I don't w-want to lose y-y-ou guys b-by moving halfway ac-cross the country ag-gain!"

They didn't say anything, just pulled Logan closer.

After quite a few minutes, Logan took a deep breath and the other let go of him, changing positions so they all sat in front of him. Logan took another deep breath before speaking, "I just do- can't." Logan stared down at his knees, thinking about his time in foster homes.

"We're working on a plan." Kendall said. "It should be complete by noon tomorrow. You're not going anywhere Loganator."

Logan looked up at him, hope shinning in his broken eyes. "Promise?" Kendall gave a short nod and James and Carlos smiled widely at him and nodded also, even though they hadn't said anything, they'd done a lot too. "Okay, I'm going to go lay back down."

Kendall stood up and helped Logan up. "No more punching walls." Kendall said before ruffling Logan's hair. Logan smiled and glared at Kendall, before walking back into his room. The sooner he got to sleep, the sooner tomorrow would come, and the sooner he could get it over with.

Carlos looked over at Logan, who was sitting next to him on one of the couches in the Palm Woods lobby. Logan was listening to his iPod, his two suitcases sitting in front of them, his eyes glued to the door. The lobby was mostly empty right then, considering it was Saturday and still early in the day.

Logan sighed. Everything depended on who walked through the door first; Mrs. Knight, Kendall, and James, or Mrs. Nicole.

He flinched slightly when Carlos put his arm around his, giving him a comforting smile. They hadn't spoken since he had left with James the previous morning, but they didn't need too, and Logan was grateful for that, afraid if he said one word he'd end up in tears.

Logan took the headphones off and looked back down at his iPod, checking the time. 11:58 a.m. Here we go.He thought, and continued staring at the door, his heart pumping in his ears.

As noon struck the clocks, the front door to the Palm Woods opened, and Carlos and Logan caught their breaths as they waited to see who it was.

And both felt tears come to their eyes once they did.

"Ah, Logan, you ready to go?" Mrs. Nicole said as she approached him.

Logan nodded and stood up slowly, his heart feeling as though it had stopped. He turned to face Carlos, who stood up next to him and gave him a hug. Neither spoke again, because neither wanted to say goodbye.

Mrs. Nicole had to clear her throat to make the boys separate. Logan looked at Carlos and saw tears falling down his face. Logan blinked and a few fell from his own. "Bye Carlos." He said simply.

"G-goodb-bye L-Logie." He said back.

Logan grabbed a hold of one of his suitcases, since Mrs. Nicole the other. "Tell the others..." He trailed off, unsure as to what to say. After a few seconds Carlos nodded, understanding. Logan gave him a half smile and turned towards Mrs. Nicole and nodded.

Carlos watched as Logan turned slowly and started making his way to the door. It was like a scene out of a movie, watching him leave. Mrs. Nicole walked out the door first and Logan stopped at it, holding it open slightly. He gave Carlos a light wave before turning again, and walking out the door.

Then he was just...gone.

Carlos collapsed back down on the couch, briefly glad no one else was in the lobby. He put his head in his hands and started crying. Then he started slowly counting the seconds in his head.

At second 124 he heard a loud bang as the door swung open. He looked up slightly and saw a tired looking James and Kendall, who were both staring at him. He looked up all the way and the two boys' ran over.

"Where's Logan?" Kendall asked. His stomach had dropped when he didn't see Logan when he first walked in, but his heart dropped when Carlos shook his head.

"He just...left. Like that. Just...gone." Carlos whispered.

Kendall looked down at the folder in his hands, all filled with the papers that had been the answer to this problem. Don't let it be too late!He thought, then turned and ran at the door full speed and didn't slow down as he ran into the parking lot, scanning for any sign of Logan.

He quickly spotted his raven-haired friend getting into a small black car at the other end of the parking lot. He took off after it, hoping to get to it before it hit the highway. He zigged and zagged between cars and the black one pulled father away from him.

Kendall saw Logan leaning against the window and started running than he had ever run before, quickly catching up with the car. He ran beside the driver window and knocked on it, tripping over his feet when the car came to a quick stop.

He got back on his feet and smiled inwardly at the look Logan was giving him. "Kendall, what the heck?" He asked, but Kendall could hear the relief filling his voice.

Kendall handed the women in the driver seat the folder still in his hand. "I believe those papers say you're not taking him anywhere." Kendall said, voice hoarse from running.

Mrs. Nicole scanned through the papers, and then smiled brightly at Kendall. She turned and faced Logan, whose eyes widened at the smile. "Looks like he's right Logan." Logan looked up at Kendall, a smile bigger than Kendall had ever seen on the boy's face glowing.

Mrs. Nicole and Logan got out of the car and Logan ran over and gave Kendall a hug, who chuckled and returned it.

Mrs. Nicole got the suitcases out of the car and then looked at Logan. "Hopefully this will be the last time you hear from me. At least, in this type of situation." She said.

Logan looked at Kendall, confused. He had never been told the plan.

Mrs. Nicole handed Logan the folder and watched as he scanned through them, eyes growing bigger with each page.

Logan handed the folder back to Mrs. Nicole before turning and looking at Kendall. "Y-you're mom adopted me?" He asked slowly. Kendall smiled at him and pulled Logan into another hug. He felt Logan start to cry, but just smiled, knowing they were good tears.

Soon Logan pulled away from Kendall and hugged Mrs. Nicole, who laughed and returned the hug. Once that hug ended, Logan and Mrs. Nicole said their goodbyes and Mrs. Nicole climbed back in her car and, with one more wave, drove away.

Logan and Kendall made their way back to the Palm Woods in silence, both having too many thoughts running through their heads.

When they walked into the lobby, they saw it was empty. Logan turned to Kendall who shrugged, Logan shrugged in return and they made their way up to 2J.

As soon as Carlos and James saw Logan walk through the door, they both ran over and tackled him into a hug, which Logan gladly returned.

He didn't have to worry about leaving again. Didn't have to worry about another foster home, or another new place, having to adapt quickly or be moved to another foster home and another new place. He especially didn't have to worry about not being able to be with his friends because of his family.

His friends were his family.

Well, that was anything but shortish like I predicted.

I have one important thing to say: I have no idea how foster care works! I'm just making it roll with my story, okay?

So yeah, and now a semi important thing to wrap up this long story that probably could be a multi-chap one.

I have three other stories in progress but I keep switching from story to story and none of them are getting done! So, I want you guys to pick which theme you want to read most and put it in your review. Here are the options:

1: Theme 43 Dying

2: Theme 44 Two Roads

3: Theme 94 Last Hope

so pick and then the most picked one will be updated next.

Ella!