James has nothing against the great outdoors, he loved camping with his best friends when he was a kid, but now that they were a couple, he felt like a third wheel and can sense the sexual tension. He guessed that they hadn't had sex in a while and it was taking its toll, especially after they went hiking and Kendall wouldn't stop staring at the latino licking his lips when he was drinking water and he guessed some of it fell from his lips sliding down his neck to his chest.

They were currently sitting on their sleeping bags in front of a fire, Carlos was eating s'mores and Kendall was placing more wood into the fire. James was lying on his sleeping bag looking at the stars. He sat up when he heard a small groan and saw Kendall biting his lip, his cheeks a bit flushed and nearly banged his head on the log next to him. Carlos was licking his lips and fingers that had remnants of marshmallows and chocolate. The latino had no idea what he was doing to the blonde it nearly made him laugh until he saw the blonde's longing expression, he sighed and poked his shoulder catching his attention. "Go sweep him off his feet and take him on a walk or a stroll or something to get you away from here."

He frowned, "he wouldn't want to leave you alone."

"He will, trust me; he wants you to fuck him as much as you want to fuck him."

Kendall punched his shoulder before he got up and walked toward the latino. He saw the two communicate before Carlos turned to James; he gave him an encouraging smile making the latino turn to his boyfriend and nod before they walked hand in hand toward a trail behind the trees.

With a satisfied nod he went back to lying on his sleeping bag and yawned before he closed his eyes. He was nearly asleep when he heard a snap close by that made him sit up abruptly. Normally he would have ignored it and go back to sleep, but the sound was too loud for a small animal to make. He strained his ears and looked around the area to see nothing out of the ordinary until he felt something touch his shoulder; he yelped jumped in fright and turned to see the brunette in a black trench coat.

"Logan! What the fuck are you doing here?"James shook his head, "forget it, I'm getting the hell way from you and getting the park rangers to arrest your ass!"

"James wait!" the brunette wrapped his hands around him when he tried to run away. "I came here to say goodbye."

"Fu-wait, what?" James asked now curious and with a raised brow. "You didn't come here to harass me?"

Logan stepped away and shook his head, "no, I decided to move on, but I couldn't do that without telling you I'm sorry. I'm sorry for causing you trouble and hurting your friends I hope you forgive me for my actions, but know that you won't so I followed you to say goodbye."

He was silent as he narrowed his eyes and stared at him, not believing his ex, "you'll stop stalking me?"

"Yes."

"You'll stop calling me and watching my house?"

"Yes."

"Do you promise?"

"I do."

He crossed his arms, "what's the catch?"

"No catch, but I do want something from you."

He furrowed his brows in anger, "I'm not having sex with you."

The brunette shook his head, "no, I want to hug you one last time."

"A hug?" He said slowly.

He nodded.

"And then you'll leave me alone…forever?"

Again, he nodded.

He sighed, "fine, if it gets you to leave me the fuck alone."

Without hesitation the brunette took James in his arms, James heard a quiet sigh and decided to give Logan a few more moments before he pushed him away. He decided not to wrap his arms around him in case the brunette thought differently about his feeling toward him and stood still. James was ready to move away when he saw a glint of light out of the corner of his eye. Turning his neck, his eyes widened in fear when he saw a needle and a small plastic tube attached to it, the type doctors use to distribute syringes.

With a hard push he was able to get away from the brunette and the needle, "what the fuck did you try to do? Drug me and kidnap me?"

"No James you don't understand." He said taking a small step toward him.

"I don't want to! Get the fuck away from me!" he yelled before he turned and ran away from the brunette.

James heard him curse before he heard footsteps coming toward him. He ran as fast as he could running past trees and bushes trying to get far away from his as possible or lose him. But every time he looked over his shoulder he would see the brunette behind him making him run faster. He would sometimes hide behind trees and crouch near the bushes and try to quietly move, but Logan would always find him before he ran. There were close calls where he would grab him and try to hold him, but he would either push or kick his leg making him let go before he continued his chase.

Everything happened so fast, he heard a faint 'James stop!' while he was running before he suddenly felt as if he was falling. He stretched his arms trying to find something, anything to catch him or stop his fall, he didn't know what happened, but he suddenly saw the brunette with his hand stretched toward him getting farther and farther away. James heard a faint shout of his name, before he heard a loud crash and a loud snapping sound before he felt an intense pain in his head and back then everything went black.

James gasped when he opened and quickly sat up; he gave out a cry of pain when he felt a sharp pain go up his spine to his neck. Clutching his chest he tried to calm his racing heart as he tried to get his thoughts together. He felt tears coming out of the corner of his eyes, he didn't bother to try to stop them or wipe them away, he let them fall as he sobbed and his body shook as he cried.

Everything Logan told him was a lie, his friends didn't hate him, they cared and protected him, his parents probably didn't have a lot of time to be with him, but they cared as well. Worst of all, was his end, he died. That would explain his strange dreams he had been having, the hallucination, and the mysterious person chasing him, it was Logan. He raised his hands and looked at his palms in a new light and placed his right hand above his chest and felt his heart beat underneath his palm.

"H-how?" he said quietly to himself and more importantly why? Looking up he felt his stomach churn when he saw the body of himself on the table. Closing his eyes he turned and vomited the contents of his stomach, after he was done he coughed and spit out the horrible after taste in his mouth before he began to cry. His body started to shake again making his teeth chatter, the noise echoing in the room and his harsh panting as he tried to control his breathing.

James heard faint footsteps and quickly turned to the partly open door, his eyes widened when he saw it open and the brunette standing there with a surprised expression on his features.

Logan sighed in relief when he returned home, he couldn't wait to have a quiet evening with James and a bowl of popcorn in front of the tv watching a movie while sitting on the couch and cuddling with his boyfriend.

After closing the door behind him he was confused to see the door leading to the bodies open. He could have sworn he left it locked when he left, unless James…, "no."

He quickly went to the door and opened it to see the door at the end of the stairs opened as well. The brunette went down and quickly entered the room; he scanned the area noticing that everything was in its place except for the door across the room was partly opened. He placed his hand on the door and pushed it open, the scene before him made his heart instantly shatter in his chest.

James was on the ground with a terrified expression, his eyes were wide in fear, his hair was disheveled and he was visibly shaking. He noticed a brown and greenish liquid on the ground next to him and a horrid smell in the room, turning his head he saw James' former body on the table without his sheet. Turning back to the frightened James, his features softened and he grew concerned when he took a step forward James whimpered and moved away from him.

"Oh James," he said softly. "I'm so sorry you had to see this."

James began to scoot back as Logan move toward him until his back hit the wall, he whimpered and closed his eyes holding his head in his hands wishing for all of this to be a nightmare he could wake up from.

"James its okay you're in shock," the brunette said once he was in front of him. He stretched his hands to touch him, but the minute James felt the contact he slapped it away and shrunk himself further into the wall almost into a ball. "James I know you're confused and scared, but everything is going to be alright."

James opened his eyes to see him with a concerned expression that him feel a burst of anger burn in his chest, "y-you k-k-killed m-me."

The brunette's concerned gaze vanished to one of despair and sadness. "It was an accident."

"You should have left me alone," James sneered.

"You don't understand I was only trying to-,"

"Drug me then kidnap me."

"No! James I won't do anything like that I love you."

He ignored the muscles of his chest clench and gave out a humorless dark chuckle, "this isn't love, this is the opposite of love, this is-,"

Logan suddenly gripped his arms and pulled him harshly to his feet and pushed him to the wall, "that's not true! I brought you back to life so we could have a second chance, a chance to fix our broken relationship, to-,"

The brunette gave out a cry of pain when James kicked his shin hard then he fell to the ground and groaned when James punched his stomach. He ran to the door and left the room, he quickly left the other room and skipped two steps to get to the top, he turned right and went toward the front door and with shaking fingers he unlocked the door and for the first time since he woke up in the morgue he left.

James didn't have enough time to look around the large lawn with a tree in the middle surrounded by flowers; his eyes quickly scanned the area until he saw trees and ran toward them. The minute he went through them, everything was covered in darkness, the thick branches covered the moon not letting its light through for him to know where he was going. He didn't care at the moment, only wanted to get away from Logan, his legs began to sore and began to breathe heavily, his body was not used to be excessively used, but in this case adrenaline was his only thing that was keeping him from fainting from exhaustion.

His legs began to slow until they stopped and with the extra bit of energy he had left he moved toward an oak tree and laid his back against it. He peeked from his hiding spot to see nothing behind them and strained his ears to hear nothing, but the sound of leaves rustle from the wind. James closed his eyes and let his body relax for a moment and wiped the sweat from his brows with his wrist.

He felt a pang of despair when a thought popped into his head, what will he do now? He was able to get away from Logan, but where will he go from here? Going back to the morgue was out of the question, but he had no other place to turn to, he had no money, only the clothes on his back. He didn't know where his parents or his friends lived; he didn't know if they know they he was dead. Hissing in pain he placed a hand on his bandaged temple where he felt it throb underneath his palm.

Woof!

James quickly got up from his position and turned to see Fox wagging his tail with his tongue hanging out from his mouth. With a sigh of relief he got on one knee and petted his head, "I don't know what to do Fox; I wish things turned out differently that night."

The Alaskan Klee Klai barked and took a few steps toward a nearby bush and let out a small chuckle when he saw his puppy with a twig in his mouth. He reached forward and grabbed it before he stood up and waved it at him, Fox barked happily and started jumping and running around him.

"Fetch," James said before he threw the twig as far as he could. He watched Fox go after it and disappear in the darkness.

He heard a faint crack and a loud crash followed by a thud that echoed nearby, curious he turned and walked toward it and found himself on a ledge. The moonlight appeared through the branches letting him see how far down the bottom was, normally he would have slowly moved back, but instead, he moved forward until his toes were nearly off the ledge. He looked up at the sky to see the moon fully full and the stars sparkling in the sky, he took a deep breath for once feeling…afraid. His problems were gone for a beautiful moment and he almost felt like everything was normal, but he knew deep down it never will be. He wasn't meant to come back, this wasn't right, he was supposed to be asleep and go wherever people go after they died, he already lived once, he didn't want to live this type of life with a psycho and in a life that wasn't worth living anymore, a lie.

Wanting it to be his last image, he mentally took a picture of the night sky before he closed his eyes and spread his arms slightly. He took a deep breath filling his lungs with fresh air from the forest surrounding him he relaxed his body before he leaned forward.

I really don't like this chapter, but I like the idea I knew I could have done it better, but this came out instead. I hope you like it, sorry it took me so long...

Also, I can't wait for the new season of BIG TIME RUSH i'm so excited! and so happy the long wait is over! only a few more days : )