And the dirtiness BEGINS!

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Chapter One: Dirty Secrets

February, 1986

"What the hell…?!" Lucy said and took a couple of steps back, not paying attention to Jo, who had grabbed Kendall and squeezed his hand tightly while the later discarded the candle stand on a near-by table.

They heard the footsteps and not a second later, Logan appeared by James's side, crouching by his side and sticking his fingers on his neck, checking for pulse. He turned to look and them.

"Just unconscious." He said and stepped aside for Camille to take his place. Jo, Lucy and Kendall stepped closer; "We need to carry him upstairs."

Kendall nodded and stepped forward to help Logan lift James, when James suddenly opened his eyes wide and stuck out his tongue, hissing almost like a snake. Camille stumbled back in surprise, landing on her butt while Kendall smacked James's forehead. Logan burst out laughing as he helped James up and into a one-armed hug.

"Jerks!" Lucy yelled and pushed Logan hard into James, while him and James still laughing.

"What kind of joke was that?" Jo said as she hit them both multiple times.

"Okay, okay." Kendall said, trying to calm the girls down; "Jo and Lucy, guard the door, nobody gets out." He ordered unbuckling his belt.

Logan and James both hugged him from each side, trying to pry his hands away from his belt-buckle. "No no no no no no!" They were both shouting, Kendall trying to shake them both off to get his belt out of the loops.

"For making an officer almost pee his pants!"

"We were just joking!" James said and kissed Kendall's left cheek.

"Yeah." Logan chuckled and kissed the right cheek, "Just a silly joke, okay?"

"Fine." Kendall said and removed his hands and stopped resisting, the other two still holding onto him; "Well, do you mind?!"

"No." They both chorused, letting go of the blonde.

James turned to see Camille still a bit shaken and pointing to herself; "You'd do this to me?"

"Sorry." He said and grabbed her hand, kissing the back of it lightly and watched from the corner of his eyes as Jo smacked Logan one last time for good measure, the brunette never losing the grin from his face.

"Logan, my friend," Kendall started, patting Logan lightly on the back; "You're a pretty decent actor. You were the only reason this prank actually work, with your worrying and checking his pulse and shit."

"I should have noticed it was a prank since you decided to be the one to lead us out here, Logan." Lucy said and shook her head; "Because you never want to lead! Then you left to get the lights, so the game would work, right?"

Camille nodded eagerly; "So right."

"No." Logan winked; "Because I'm an awesome director and I directed this entire thing splendidly and made this guy, right here, act the best he could and you all partially helped. Your talking in the office gave James enough time to get out and get the blood on the floor."

"Wait…" Jo said; "That's actual blood."

"Of course." James grinned and took off his jacket, turning it around so the rest could see the empty blood back that was stuck to the back of his jacket; "Smell would have given away the paint and ketchup isn't even an option."

"Whatever, you're still both jerks." Camille said, Jo, Kendall and Lucy nodding in agreement while Logan just chuckled; "I gotta go now, anyway."

"I'll come with." Logan said, and went to the living room to grab his jacket.


Logan and Camille flagged a cab to Camille's home. Twenty minutes later, they were both standing in front of her apartment block.

"You really didn't have to do that." Camille said, burying her hands in the pockets of her jean-jacket; "You know I don't like it when you come here."

"We don't choose who we are." Logan smiled slightly, leaning against one of the parked cars; "We don't choose our families and we don't choose our social status. We're born into it. It's not your fault your dad died when you were young and your mum can barely manage the money and needs everyday. You worked while studying and you helped; you can't do anything else. We don't choose what we're born into; we only choose where to go from there."

Camille nodded, looking down, trying to avoid the subject of living in probably the worst part of California; "So how did James escape the office?"

"He sneaked out." He said; "You know those old houses, always full of small hidden tunnels and all that crap."

"You both are crazy."

"We always have been." Logan looked down at his shuffling feet, scraping against the concrete; "Are you really gonna stay with James?"

"Of course." She sighed, moving to lean on the car, right beside him; "Why would I be with him if I didn't plan to stay? We agreed to-"

"Shut up about it." He cut her off, looking the other way, where a drunk beggar was stumbling through the street; "We agreed to shut up."

"Then why are you talking about it?" Camille said and leaned her head on his shoulder, sighing softly when he kissed the top of her head and she snuggled more into him; the February cold air hitting her face; "What are you going to do, now that you're a resident?"

"Oh, that's when the chaos begins." Logan chuckled; "Last year, we were being supervised by more experienced doctors. This year, we are supervising the newbies. We're going to be scalpel-crazy for the next three years, trying to figure out what specialty we should focus on in our fifth year. It's gonna be heavy."

"Sounds just like your kind of thing." Camille chuckled; "Anyway, I gotta go up, before my mum goes crazy. Good night."

She moved to stand straight but stopped when Logan grabbed her hand.

"I'll miss you."

Camille smiled and stepped closer to him, shrugging his hand off, only to wrap her arms around his neck. She pressed her lips softly to his before stepping back and biting her bottom lip.

"I'll see you tomorrow at James's. Good night, Logan."

Logan looked at the brunette, longing for her touch again. He stood there, watching her retreating back as she walked into the building and disappeared up the stairs.


James closed the front door after saying 'Good bye' to Kendall and Jo, who were the last to leave his house for the night. He took off his shirt that was still stained with blood and walked to the laundry room in the basement. He threw the shirt on the pile of dirty clothes and cleaned himself up with a towel then he grabbed a clean shirt and put it on.

He took the stairs up to the ground floor two at a time, heading straight to the office. He picked the empty book that was still opened and he closed it, wrapping the thread around it and placed it on his father's books that were on one of the shelves. He turned back to the desk to clean up the mess they had made when they burnt the paper, only to do a double take.

He found the bowl that they had used completely clean, no traces of ashes whatsoever. His frowned deepened as he picked it up and brought it close to his nose and sniffed it, trying to see if there was any traces of the burning smell.

James eventually shrugged and took the bowl to the kitchen, stretching on his way up to his bedroom.


"I'm done with this!" Kendall said, storming into the apartment he shared with Jo, throwing his jacket on the kitchen counter.

"What the hell did I do?"

"I'm done and bored with the fact that I'm not important to you as you are to me." Kendall said as he turned around to face her; "I need to know what's happening between us, do you actually love me or him?"

"I will answer that." Jo said, stepping closer towards him, her arms crossed in front of her chest; "After you tell me what Lucy was doing in your apartment at two in the morning."

"You know she has problems with her brother." Kendall answered, sympathizing with Lucy. He parents had died a year ago in a car crash and her brother took over all their property, blinded by the money and completely cut her off; "He didn't let her in and she didn't have enough money to spend the night in a hotel; so she crashed at my place."

"Of course." Jo chuckled darkly; "Because you don't have a girlfriend or anything."

"Don't start."

"No, no." Jo said; "Say whatever you want to say."

"Fine." Kendall crossed his arms and leaned back against the kitchen counter; "You could go open your diary. The entry of July, twenty, last year; go see what you wrote there. I still don't know." He started reciting what he had read in that entry; "Was I mistaken for choosing to date Kendall? If he was not the one my heart longed for, so why date the worst choice?" He sighed; "Should I go on?"

"Unbelievable." Jo shook her head; "You actually are being a cop on me? Going through my personal stuff, spying on me and reading my diary? My private diary? Fine, if that's how you want it to be. If you're going to be a cop in me then I might as well go full journalist on you." Jo stomped to Kendall's room, Kendall frowning as he saw her messing with a pile of clothes that no longer fit him in his cupboard, pulling out a small box with a few tapes in it. She picked the first tape; "This was when you had a fever last month, you should listen to it; you had a lot of delightful things to say." She threw the tape at him, smacking him straight in his chest. She threw the others at him; "And those are with your whores, the ones you pick off the streets." She stepped closer to him, now shouting straight to his face; "I'm not blind, Kendall, I know that you keep yourself busy when I can't stay over here. When you listen to those tapes; you'll figure out why you are the worst choice. It's not because Logan is better than you or that I love him more; but because you are as dirty as they come!"

Jo's head whipped to the side sharply and she swayed slightly because of the hard slap she received.


James descended the stairs, yawning. He had been reading a book when he heard the bell ring; he almost ignored it; if not for the persistent person who wouldn't stop ringing.

He yanked the door open, ready to yell his head off when he saw Lucy on the other side, leaning against the door frame. "You forgot something or your brother again?"

"A bit of both." Lucy answered, a smirk on her face; "Are you gonna let me in?"

"Wouldn't want you sleeping on the streets." James chuckled and took her hand in his, leading her in and closing the door.

He led her upstairs and into his own room, both of them were too busy and oblivious to the book that was in the office. The book was, literally, bleeding, for the lack of a better description. Blood was seeping from between it's pages, sliding over the three books that were supporting it, off the shelf and onto the floor.


Logan had just arrived home and barely taken his shirt off when he heard the knock on his door. He glanced at the small alarm clock by his bedside and groaned, it was almost twelve in the morning.

He groaned, putting on his shirt again without buttoning it up and headed for the door. He opened it to find Kendall on the other side of the door. He was standing there, his jacket draped over his shoulder. He walked in and Logan frowned when he noticed Kendall's groggy mood.

"Hi?" Logan said, raising his eyebrow. He closed the front door of his small two bedroom apartment, following Kendall to the couch. "You okay, Ken?"

"Not really." Kendall said, throwing the jacket on the couch beside him; "I fought with Jo. I know your father is at the station today so I thought I'd spend the night."

"Sure. But you'll have to share my room." Logan nodded; "But I don't get it. You two had a fight, why would you leave your house?" He raised his eyebrows; "Have you two… moved in together?"

"No, no." Kendall denied; "I got her home then I found that I'd probably go home and spend the night alone, thought I'd come here. You know, just talk."

"Okay, talk."

"I'll go get something to drink first." Kendall said and got up, walking to Logan's kitchen.

"There's pepsi in the fridge!" Logan called after the blonde.

"Okay."

A couple of minutes later, Kendal exited the kitchen, carrying two glasses in his hands. He sat on the couch, handing one to Logan.

"So?" Logan sipped from his glass and turned to Kendall; "What happened?"


Next chapter, we go back to the present.

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Ciao;

-J