Kendall woke when the lights over-head turned on illuminating the sleeping quarters. He stood feeling his back aching. Suddenly last night flooded to the front of his mind. He looked down at James who was on his stomach still breathing steady; Kendall wished he could sleep like that. He looked at Logan who was looking between him and Carlos and gave the smaller boy a pathetic smile.

Kendall watched as Carlos bent over and brought Logan into a tight hug. He threw on his clothes and crawled back onto his bed and rubbed James' back "Hey babe, its morning. Get up." He wished that he could lay back down under the still warm blankets and forget about the events that were going to play out in the next couple of hours. His only comfort being that he was going with Carlos. 'Thank God I have someone; I don't know what I would do without him.' Kendall thought to himself as James began to stir.

James rolled onto his back his hazel eyes reluctantly looking up into the bright light. Kendall kissed him gently "Good morning, love."

"Morning" James mumbled his voice still heavy with sleep. "How ya feeling?" A smile now appeared on his face.

"Fine." Kendall said with a blush though he couldn't hide the smile that was working its way on his features.

James leaned up and gave Kendall one more peck on the lips before standing to get dressed himself.

Kendall went to the bathroom with his toiletries that he had left out of his packing for this morning. As he walked to the sinks he couldn't help but glance at the stall that had been violated the night before. He bit his lip as he thought about their late night activities. He shook his head reminding this was not the time. He sighed heavily before splashing his face with cold water and brushing his teeth.

When he returned to his bed he was feeling numb. He turned off all emotions not wanting to say goodbye. He didn't know to leave America where his mom and sister were, where James was, where he felt safe and secure knowing that they were protected. He looked up at Carlos who looked as if he were doing the same thing, poker face.

Kendall looked down at his watch that said 550. He knew he needed to say goodbye and fast. He felt the lump in his throat grow as he turned to face James who was fiddling with something in the cabinet.

"James" His voice barely audible he walked straight into the other man's chest and closed his eyes feeling his strong arms wrap around him. He breathed in the sweet smell that was pure James. He felt a sob coming though he was able to choke it back down. He pulled away and kissed the brunette softly on the lips before saying "I love you"

"I love you too." James said in a whisper.

Kendall turned away and knew he couldn't look back. Not now. He knew if he did he wouldn't be able to leave. He would see James again soon anyways. He would be fine. At least that's what he told himself.

Kendall wandered over to where Carlos was giving Logan a kiss before he too turned to walk away. Silently, they walked to the bus that would take them to the airport.

Kendall sat in his seat next to Carlos who hadn't said a word. "How you holdin up, bud?" Kendall finally asked him when he swallowed his pride as a tear slid down his cheek, though in the dark it wouldn't be seen, he hoped.

"I'm ok." Carlos' voice was weak and barely heard.

After a moment of long silence and the bus began to pull out of the driveway and sight was lost of the camp they had made their home for the past month Kendall heard as someone broke. A small boy he had known since boot camp stood and began kneeing and kicking at the seat in front of him and hitting the windows. He screamed at the top of his lungs as he let the fear, frustration, and anger come out. Kendall bit back a sob as the boys' friends stood and pulled him back to the seat in an embrace.

A loud groan escaped Carlos as he hit his fists on both sides of his seat throwing his head back. His eyes were shut as tears slid down his cheeks. Kendall reached out to him and put his arm around the Latino's shoulders.

"It's alright buddy. I'm here for you. Let it out." Kendall gave up trying to hide his own tears and let them fall freely when the smaller boy crumpled into his lap.

The rest of the ride was filled with soft sobs, though as the lights of the airport came into sight Kendall said, "Wipe your tears. There will be civilians here. We are in uniform dude. We can't cry." Kendall said praying that he was successful in not letting his break down show.

As they unloaded the large bus of the luggage they started towards their gate. Some people stared at them and some smiled and waved. There was a little boy who stopped next to his mother and pointed saying "look mommy, army men." Kendall smiled at him as he continued to walk. He felt a bit better as his pride was rebuilt and he was reminded why he was here and why he was doing this.

As they settled into their seats and watched the stewardess show them how to use their belts and what not Kendall thought about how this was it. He better say goodbye to America because he didn't know when he was coming back or…if he ever would.

His mind shot back to reality as he heard the captain speak over the intercom telling them that he was glad to fly us today and that it was going to be a 16 hour flight.

Kendall and Carlos simultaneously shot up in the seats and screamed with the rest of the protesters "What 16 fuckin hours!" Kendall said before leaning back in his seat and crossed his arms pouting.

"God, just shoot me now." Carlos growled as he joined Kendall in their pouting session.