Oh. My. Gosh! You guys are freakin AMAZING! Chapter 1 got a total of 11 reviews, 20 alerts, and 13 favorites! That is blowing my mind!

Okay, so because you guys are just so awesome, I'll give you guys another chapter sooner than I expected. I should be writing the next chapter to 14 Days Apart, but, well, I don't wanna anymore. I wanna write this chapter! Haha.

Chapter 2: Calls, Cops, and Caught.

"What? What do you mean shot?" Kendall asked.

"I-I gotta call 911." James said, ending the call with Kendall and dialing 911.

"911, what's your emergancy?" A calm voice answered.

"P-please he-help. My b-best friend j-just got shot i-i-in the he-head. We're o-outside of T-Target." James cried out.

"Sir, calm down. How are his vitals?"

James froze for a second. His vitals? What did that mean? "W-what?" James asked.

"Is he still breathing?" The voice asked, still staying calm.

"Oh." Was all James said. He looked down at Logan, who had already paled extremely, taking on a grayish tint. James couldn't tell if he was breathing or not, which scared him. He gently laid his head down on Logan's chest, and heard the faint sound of small breaths, along with a slow heart rate.

"Y-yes. He's s-still breathing." James didn't like that fact. 'Still' meant it could stop. "But it's r-really small, and his h-heart is beating really s-slow, and there's blood everywhere."

"Okay. The ambulance will be there shortly."

James sighed slightly. There was a chance. A chance of getting his Logie-Bear back.

James turned around suddenly, remembering the gift Logan got him. He quickly crawled over and picked up the neglected teddy bear from the ground, before crawling back over to Logan.

James held Logie bear in one hand while he grabbed Logan's hand in the other. James took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, and started talking. "Logie, you're gonna get through this, okay? You have to. I told you, your going to be my Logie-Bear forever and beyond, and you can't get away from me this easily."

James heard the ambulance in the near-distant.

"Everyone thinks of you as the weak one of the group. The little one. Prove them all wrong, right now. Show them how strong you can be when you need to be. I can't be strong for you this time, Loges. The ambulance is gonna take you and fix you up, but you gotta stay strong so they'll have someone to fix, and not something to send down to the morge. I'm forbidding that from happening, now. And you, with all your dorky toughness, can't say no to me. I love you, Logan, so much."

The amublance pulled up, making the crowd that had gather around them move away to make room.

Wait? Crowd?

James looked around, seeing a small crowd had formed around him. He must have been in real shock not to have realized what was going on around him. Well, then again, he'd only been focusing on Logan, no one else matter.

The paramedics came running over to them. James was roughly pushed away from Logan as they started checking over him.

And then...

"Let that faggot die!" A voice screamed from the crowd.

James, along with the paramedics and the crowd, all looked at the women who had screamed.

It was the women that had given them the box. They one who had called James sweet. The one who had called them a cute couple.

James stared, wide eyed. How could it have been her? She seemed so nice to them.

James did a scan of her. She was no longer in her Target uniform, now wearing a blue tank top and skinny jeans with a pair of tennis shoes. Her dark brown hair was no longer in a ponytail, falling down around her shoulders. And she was hold a small white purse...

That had the handle of a gun sticking out of it.

"You shot him!" James cried.

A police men, who must've shown up with the paramedics, ran over to the girl. Another one walked over to where James was. James watched as the cop talked to the girl, pulling the gun from her purse. He didn't arrest her, but he did gently drag her past the ambulance, where the police car must've been parked.

"Hey, son." The man beside James said, gently shaking his shoulder.

"W-what?" James asked, looking at him.

"You're a witness, right? You're the one who called us in?" The man asked.

"Y-yes, sir. My names James Diamond, and that's-" James turned around to point at Logan, who was now gone. James looked around frantically, trying to find him. He saw the paramedics loading him into the amublance. "I-I gotta go with him." James said.

The man nodded. "I don't think there's room in the ambulance, but I can give you a ride in my car. We can talk about what happened on the way."

James should've realized that that was the police man's way of getting to question James, as a witness, but he didn't. He saw it as a way to stay as close to Logan as possible. "Okay."

James watched as a paramedic shut the doors to the back of the ambulance before running up to the front to start driving. James stood up with the help of the man and they walked to where two police cars were sitting. The girl was sitting in one, her arms crossed over her chest in a pout, but when she saw James walked by, she glared at him and raised her middle finger, mouthing slowly 'Go to hell'.

James shuddered at the sight, before turning back to the man, who was also watching the women. "Do you know her?" The man asked.

"Uh, no. Me and Logan came here earlier to pick up a gift he ordered online." James said, only them remembering the teddy bear that was still in his hand. "She was the one who was running the counter. She saw us kiss and told us we were a cute couple. Guess her definition of 'cute' is different from mine, and probably the rest of the world."

The man nodded and opened up the passenger door to the other police car. James climbed in and sat down, putting on his seat belt. The police man walked around the front of the car and climbed into the driver's seat. "You seem oddly calm, James." He said as he started up the car.

"Ha, the shock is setting in." James said. He knew he was acting weird, but he also knew he felt like all of this wasn't real. As soon as he had hung up with the 911 operator, the whole thing started feeling like a demonic nightmare.

The police man nodded and started following the ambulance, turning on the siren so he could keep up with the speeding ambulance. "Mind telling me what happened?" He asked.

James nodded and figured he'd might as well tell the whole story. "Logan came to me earlier today, telling me he had ordered something at Target and asked if I wanted to go with him. I agreeded and we took a taxi over. We came and got the gift from that not-then-crazy women. As we were heading out, we decided to stop at the Pizza Hut inside and get some food. We sat down at one of the tables near by and ate..." James trailed off, remembering what happened next.

"Then what happened?" The man asked, coaxing James to continue.

James didn't really want to share the personal part, but he figured again that he might as well. "We, uh, shared our first 'I love you's. Then we threw our trash away and went outside. It was raining really hard, and I told Logan we didn't have a way home. He said he'd call our other friend Kendall to come get us...oh my god Kendall. He's probably a wreck right now."

"So, you and Logan are a couple?" The police man asked. He had to get his facts straight, then he'd ask about friends/family.

"Um, yeah, for about 5 months now. Our 6th month anniversary is in 2 weeks from tomorrow." James said.

The police man nodded. "You have a phone to call your friend with? If not, you can use mine." The man said.

James shook his head, reaching into his pocket. "No, no, I'm good. Calling him would be a good idea." James said as he dialed Kendall's phone number.

"James! Tell me what the hell is going on right now!" Was the sweet answer James got.

"Logan got shot." Was James' simple answer.

"Yes. You told me that earlier. Give me some more detail before I strangle you." Kendall growled back.

"We came out of Target, Logan called you, and a gun shot rang out. Now Logan has a bullet in his head because of some stupid homophobic women." James said.

That's when the feeling of it all being a nightmare fell away and James came crashing back into reality.

Logan. Had. Been. Shot.

James listened to Kendall's gasp echo through the phone, before a loud creech sounded, which James guessed was Kendall dropping the phone. He must've hit the same wall James had.

"James, what hospital are you guys going to?" James heard Carlos' voice now. By the calmness in his voice, they all, minus Kendall, must've thought, or hoped, Logan had only gotten shot in a minor injury.

James looked at the police man, only realizing now that he still didn't know his name. James tried forming a full sentence, to ask what hospital they were taking Logan, but the only word that came out was, "Hospital?"

The nameless man gently took the phone from James' hand. He must've sensed James slowly crashing. He stated who he was, and where they were going, before handing the phone back to James. The call had ended.

They drove for about 7 more minutes before pulling up to the emergancy enterance behind the ambulance. James quickly climbed out of the car, watching as the paramedics opened the doors and climbed out.

That's when the most terrifing thing that ever could happen to James, happened.

"Get him in there!" One of the paramdics called, trying to get Logan out of the ambulance as fast as possible. "Hurry, go! He's crashing! Go!"

James' heart dropped, but the grip he still had on the teddy bear turned white knuckled.

Okay, well, this could've turned out a lot better. But, it's at least satisfying (pretty sure I didn't spell that right.)

Here's a fun fact:. The guy who plays Carlos' dad, Erik Estrada? Yeah he played a cop in Drake and Josh! Haha. It was the episode "Driver's License". How cool is that? Lol, I thought it was pretty cool.

Okay, so even though this chapter kinda sucked, it got us going somewhere, right? So, you guys keep up your awesomeness, and review!

-Saun