(A/N): Happy Halloween! Here's a treat for all of you! Another chapter! A long one too… These chapters have been getting kind of long… And as another treat, I've added a cover for this story! Katrina's down at the bottom with the guys because she's a main character like them. As for Evan, he's at the top cause I see him like a major character. The story doesn't REVOLVE around him, but he's needed to move the story along. Like Katie, Gustavo and Kelly on the show. And the girl… She hasn't been introduced yet. I'm planning on introducing her in the next few chapters (before the Hospital of Horrors special is over). She'll be a major character too. I put in animals (including Dusty!) because the story has a lot of references to animals. (If you remember from the first chapter, the dog is that same one that Katrina was walking when she first met the guys!) Brandon I would have included, but there wasn't any more room and I think of him as a minor character (like Jo and Camille). He's there a lot of the chapters, but not enough to be called a major character. Anyways, there are some tricks in this chapter, so watch out for them. And try and remember something: nothing is as it seems and anything can happen.
Thank you to these people for your reviews: MagooyiLovesBigTimeRush (I hope this was a fast enough update! And there's even MORE questions after this chapter!), Dreamer1992 (Yes, Katrina's going to be in a coma for all of this special, but that doesn't mean that she's out of the picture. She'll still play a major part. As for the Zizi, the guys have their work cut out for them on that department.), Leah Garcia (Who knows? I've been giving some hints, but it'll probably be a huge shock to everyone.), niki1kendra (It's been renewed for season 4? YES! That means this story will go on for even longer! I'm not sure if I mentioned this before, but this story will probably go through the entire series. Well, from where I started it. Actually, probably even longer to tie up loose ends.), Reinoiswriting (Wow, thank you! I try to get them in character as much as possible. But, of course, I'm not a writer on the show so I can't say they're exactly the same.), Witch Demigoddess (Katrina does have it rough. It's explained a bit in this chapter why she gets hit so hard while the others barely get touched. As for Emily… You might want to wait to ship her with anyone until after you've read this chapter… Things can change pretty drastically with the right information. And Big Time Halloween…. I haven't gotten to it yet like I wanted to… But, I'm still hinting on how I'm going to include it!), Awesmazing (I knew you would catch that one. Yes, James MIGHT still have feelings for Katrina that he's hidden down and thought went away… And this chapter will probably become one of your favorites because it has a whole lot of Jamina in it even though Katrina doesn't cheat on Logan. You'll see what I mean.) and Derba (Thank you so much! I try to imagine the scene in my head before I write it so that I can get it as perfect as possible. Even though in writing, perfection is impossible to get.)
Nothing has changed on the ownership of Big Time Rush. Still don't own them. If I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction, would I? I'd be chilling on the beach with them, getting their input as I write episodes for their show. But alas… That's only in my dreams… Sigh… Oh well, here's the chapter!
Chapter 72: Splitting Up Is Never The Best Plan
Rain pounding on the window and beeps from the machine hooked up to Katrina were the only sounds in the hospital room even though the troublemakers known as Big Time Rush were sitting on the couch, staring at the comatose girl on the bed. Mrs. Knight and Katie were in the room too, sitting on two lounge chairs, but they were occupying themselves with things to do. Katie was still playing her game while Mrs. Knight curled up with a romance novel. Evan and Brandon stood next to the window, watching the rain fall.
"It's really coming down out there," Evan mentioned.
"The forecast said that it was supposed to thunderstorm all the way through Halloween," Brandon informed him.
"One and a half days of thunderstorms?" Evan noted. "That really fits the mood in here."
A few seconds later, Jo and Camille walked into the room, each of them carrying trays of coffee. They looked over at the model in the hospital bed, hooked up to machines and IVs.
"Any change?" Jo asked Kendall as she handed him a coffee. Kendall shook his head. "At least she hasn't gotten worse." She handed Carlos, Logan and James theirs before sitting on the arm of the couch with her own.
"I guess," Kendall mumbled. "It's just that she's been hit so hard by the Zizi. From losing all of her family in one day to that week long coma after that car accident to living in that dump of an apartment by herself to all of those injuries to her PTSD to the media pairing her with James to her getting shot to the media thinking she's a groupie to this, Katrina's had it rough. And now that she's out of their reach, I wonder who they're going to target next." Jo reached over and placed a reassuring hand on Kendall's shoulder.
"It could be any of us," Carlos realized.
"My money's on Evan," James declared. As he took a sip of his coffee the others looked to him in disbelief, wondering how anyone could bet on something like that.
"I can't believe you'd say something like that!" Logan exclaimed.
"Oh come on, we were all thinking it," James replied. "The Zizi have made threats against him, but haven't done anything to him yet. They've only really hurt Katrina. And with her in this coma and someone in the room with her at all times and Freight Train or another bodyguard hanging out outside the door, they're not gonna get to her to finish her off. No, they're gonna go after Evan, hoping that once he's gone and Katrina's up again, she'll spiral back into her PTSD and kill herself." He noticed the others continued to stare at him. "What?"
"That actually makes sense," Logan responded.
"Kendall makes sense too," Carlos added.
"Why me?!" Kendall exclaimed.
"No one would see it coming," Carlos explained. "But it would still make sense. You're related to the Wolffs, so you'd be a better pick than one of us. And Evan might be too obvious a pick. That's why I said it could be any of us." The mood was ominous as everyone went quiet, knowing that Carlos was right.
Suddenly, Gustavo, Kelly and Griffin walked into the room along with one of Griffin's assistants. While Gustavo and Kelly were appropriately sad, Griffin seemed ecstatic for some reason.
Griffin threw his arms wide open, "Good news, everyone! I've decided to sue the hospital for this!" The others stared at him, wondering how he could be so happy in such a depressing time. Griffin clapped his hands together, "Ah, more money is always great news." He went over to Katrina's bedside, looking down at the comatose model. "And you, my little moneymaker, stay just like this until this lawsuit is over. Then, have a miraculous recovery so you can make me more money by singing." The other people in the room glared at the CEO in disbelief. "Oh, I forgot, would it be okay if some people of the media came in to take pictures of her? It could help win the case."
"NO!" the others yelled at him.
"Okay, what about releasing one picture and get interviews from you and the doctors?" Griffin asked.
"Yeah, I got something to say to the media," Evan announced. "I hope they die and go to hell so that they'll finally leave us alone."
Griffin stared at him for a second before saying, "I don't think they'll appreciate that. Can someone else speak to the media? We need a sob story to get people on our side!"
"Griffin, can you at least wait until tomorrow?" Logan asked. "She's only been in a coma for a day. We might be more likely to talk once we get used to this."
"Fine," Griffin gave in. "I've got a meeting with a lawyer anyways." That said, Griffin turned and left the room, his assistant following him out.
"Dogs!" Gustavo exclaimed, getting the boys' attentions. "As much as I understand how you would want to be here, we have a lot of work to do in the studio."
"We aren't leaving until Katrina wakes up," Kendall declared. The four boys on the couch crossed their arms, determined to stay where they were.
"Guys, staying here doesn't mean she's going to wake up," Kelly informed them. "I bet she doesn't even know you're here."
"Actually, there have been studies that coma patients that are talked to are more likely to wake up," Logan revealed.
"Then, have someone else talk to her!" Gustavo suggested. "We need to work!"
"We wanna be there for her when she wakes up," Carlos declared. "Being in a coma must be scary and waking up afterwards would be scary too. I wouldn't want to wake up alone."
Gustavo threw his hands into the air and was about to say something when Kelly did, "It's fine. We'll figure something else out." Before Gustavo could complain, Kelly guided him out of the room.
"I wonder what's going on in Katrina's mind," James mumbled.
"Hello?" Katrina called out into the dark surrounding her. Her voice echoed back to her. "Is anyone out there?!" No one responded besides the echo. "Crap. I'm in a coma again, aren't I?" Once again, there was no answer. Katrina sat down in a huff. She blew a strand of hair out of her eyes. "Great. And with my luck, when I wake up, Logan will be making-out with Camille and James will be giving me mouth-to-mouth."
"Katrina, you shouldn't be so mean to that boy," a voice hit her ears. "All he ever tried to do was date you."
"Yeah, so he could check 'Make-out with a model' off his stupid list," Katrina mumbled. Suddenly, her eyes got wide as she realized whose voice that belonged to. "Mom." Turning around in her spot on the ground, Katrina saw her mother standing behind her with a bright white light emanating behind the older woman. "Mom!" Katrina got to her feet and ran for her mother.
"Wait," Mrs. Wolff held out her hands to stop her. "Don't touch me or you won't be able to come back from this coma." Katrina skidded to a stop. "Unless that's what you want, of course." Mrs. Wolff extended one of her arms as though she was going to shake hands with her daughter. Katrina looked at the hand. "Think about it. No more Zizi. No more media. No more fear or drama or worrying that you're going to lose someone. And you'll be with your family again."
Katrina shook her head, "No. I can't go with you, Mom. While it would be nice to see all of you again and get away from all those worries, I could never choose to die. I might of in the past, but with Evan back and the guys making life awesome, I can't leave them."
Mrs. Wolff lowered her hand, "That's my girl. Good luck."
Katrina tilted her head in confusion, "Good luck with what?"
"Finding the truth," Mrs. Wolff explained. "To wake up from your coma, you have to find the truth. There are three truths you need to find, my dear: one about your friends, one about Evan and one about the Zizi. You won't be allowed out until you find those. And be careful or we'll end up seeing each other sooner than we both want to." With that, she and the light disappeared.
"Well," Katrina talked to herself. "That was weird. Okay, one truth about my friends, one about Evan and one about the Zizi. Guess it's time to take a stroll through my mind." She started walking into the darkness.
"Who knows?" Logan shrugged. "Most coma patients that come out of it never remember what happened."
"Camille," Evan whispered to the actress as she gave him and Brandon their coffees, "Can I talk to you in private?" Brandon raised his eyebrows at this.
"Sure!" Camille seemed happy that the blonde was giving her attention. They put their coffees on a table. Carlos, Logan and James watched with confusion as Evan and Camille headed out into the hallway. Kendall and Jo exchanged looks, knowing the dirty little secret that Evan and Camille were hiding unsuccessfully.
Out in the hallway, Camille opened her mouth to ask him what he wanted when Evan placed his hand on Camille's mouth, "Shh. Not here. Katie was right about there being witnesses everywhere. We need to go somewhere no one will see us." He released her mouth only to grab her hand, pulling her down the hallway. Camille excitingly followed him as the couple headed down the hall. Evan looked in room after room, trying to find a place where they could be alone. Finding a closet, Evan pushed Camille in. He looked around to make sure no one was watching them before he went in after her.
"Okay, are we having that make-out session that you promised me?" Camille asked, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.
"Camille, did you not see what happened to Katrina?" Evan mentioned. "I don't want to see that happen to you."
"You're sweet," Camille told him. "But that's not necessary. I can take care of myself."
"Don't you understand?" Evan grabbed her shoulders. "I'm dangerous to be around. You could get killed by just thinking about me!"
Camille laughed, "I highly doubt they'd know what I'm thinking about."
"What are you thinking?" Evan asked.
"I'm thinking that you look very kissable in this light," Camille revealed.
"Camille," Evan sighed, trying to get her to see some sense.
"Shh," Camille placed a hand over his mouth. "No talking." She released his mouth only to lean up to take it again with hers. Pulling away, she gave him a triumphant smirk.
Evan's mouth twitched before he said, "You know what? I highly doubt that anyone from the Zizi is standing outside, waiting to kill us. And I do owe you a make-out session." He pushed Camille up against the door before slamming his lips onto hers.
"Katrina," a voice echoed in the model's ears as she ran through the darkness. "Katrina."
"What do you want?!" Katrina screamed, grabbing her head and searching for the source of the sound. There was no one in sight. Katrina collapsed to the ground, tears falling from her face in frustration.
"Oh, come on, Katrina," a voice came from behind her. "This isn't the time to cry." Turning around, Katrina found Big Time Rush standing there with smiles on their faces. Kendall was the one that had spoken. "Don't you want to know the truth?" Before she could ask them what was going on, they turned around and walked away.
"Wait!" Katrina called out, getting up so she could chase after them. "You know the truth?! Tell me!" She raced after them, following them through a door that materialized out of thin air.
The door slammed behind her and Katrina looked around, finding herself at Rocque Records with no one in sight, not even the guys. Slowly, Katrina walked through the hallways that were eerily empty. A smoke came from under the doors of the practice room. Curious, Katrina grabbed the handles and pulled the doors open.
"So," Jo broke the silence in the room. "I picked up the grades from that project we had last week." She handed out papers to each of the guys.
"C plus," Carlos and James read their grades together. They shrugged, crumpled up the papers and threw them to the side.
"We won that competition," Kendall realized. He looked to his girlfriend. "What'd we win?"
Jo sighed and handed him a bag of candy, "She also told me, 'Happy Halloween'. I feel like we overworked for nothing."
"'This couple can last as long as their relationship doesn't take a lot of work'," Logan read the comments on his paper. "'If they can overcome their first tragedy, they might be able to make it all the way as long as the second tragedy doesn't come soon after.'" His friends winced at this. "She's wrong."
"She's our teacher," Carlos reminded him. "Doesn't that mean she's always right?"
"It's just her opinion," Kendall added. "It's not like she's a professional relationship psychologist."
"Right," Logan mumbled, staring at his comatose girlfriend over the top of his paper.
"I wonder where Evan and Camille went to," James changed the subject.
"What if the Zizi got them?!" Carlos assumed.
"Carlos," Kendall turned to his friend. "Just because they're not here doesn't mean that the Zizi got them. They probably just needed some air or something."
The closet door opened and Camille walked out, looking triumphant with her hair all in tangles. She watched as Evan staggered out of the closet next, a goofy grin on his face. Traces of lipstick stains shaped like lips covered his face and his hair stuck up in weird places. His shirt was backwards and he had forgotten to put his left arm back in the shirt's arm hole. Leaning up against the doorframe, he stared at Camille as if he was a love-struck puppy.
"That was awesome," Evan declared.
"I know," Camille spoke confidently. "It's too bad that we can't do this more often because it would be risky to my life." She stared at Evan, knowing she had the older boy under her control.
"Well," Evan began. "I guess we could do this every now and then. You know, as long as you're not my girlfriend they shouldn't care what we do. They didn't for the past girls I've made-out with." Camille crossed her arms and glared at Evan. That's when the blonde realized that he did a rookie mistake in mentioning other girls. "Of course, you're different from them."
"You bet I am," Camille insisted. "Who else would make-out with you, slap you and then make-out with you again?"
"Huh?" Evan stared at Camille, confused. He didn't even have time to react before Camille slapped him across the face, grabbed his head and pulled his lips down to hers again. They wrapped their arms around each other as they tumbled into the closet again, the door somehow shutting after them.
"Oh, they definitely need some air," Brandon mumbled, guessing what was going on between his best friend and the girl he promised a make-out session with.
"But just to be on the safe side," Jo got up. "Kendall, let's go find them." Sighing, Kendall got to his feet too.
"We can go too," Carlos offered. "If we cover more ground, we'll be able to find them before the Zizi do."
"Uh," Kendall stammered, trying to find an excuse for them not to come along. "What about Katrina? If she wakes up, you don't want her to be alone."
"We can be there for her," Mrs. Knight offered. "And she'll understand if you're not there ALL the time. Plus, Freight Train's standing right outside the door."
"I'm going to stay anyways," Logan decided.
James looked at Logan and Katrina before he mentioned, "Yeah, I'm staying too."
The others gave James a curious look before Carlos announced, "But I still wanna go. We don't want Evan to get kidnapped or killed and then Katrina gets so upset that she won't WANT to wake up."
"Brandon," Kendall addressed his cousins' best friend. "Can I talk to you in the hallway for a second before we start searching for Evan and Camille?"
"Sure," Brandon shrugged.
As Brandon went out into the hallway, Kendall told Carlos and Jo, "Just wait here and I'll be right back." Following Brandon out into the hallway, Kendall closed the door after them. "We cannot let Carlos find Evan and Camille. They're probably making-out and Carlos would blab it to everyone. If Katrina can really hear everything around her while she's in this coma, she does not need to hear this. She'd never wake up! And I do NOT want to know what Logan would do."
"So, I should take him to places that I know Evan and Camille won't be while you and Jo find them?" Brandon assumed.
"Exactly," Kendall confirmed.
"Okay," Brandon looked to the ceiling as he thought about it. "I'll take him to the cafeteria, the gift shop, the waiting room, places that have a lot of people. Evan won't want to take Camille to any of those places."
"And Jo and I will check the rooms and closets," Kendall added. "If they're not in those, we'll check the basement."
"Sounds good," Brandon nodded. The two of them went back into Katrina's room to tell everyone the plan.
Katrina found herself in a fog within the practice room. She walked through the fog, trying to find anything. In the middle of the room, a drop fell on her shoulder. Confused, Katrina reached over to touch the drop. She brought her finger up to her eyes, finding that the drop was blood. Slowly, her head tilted up.
A scream erupted from Katrina's mouth when she saw Evan hanging from the ceiling in a noose. Blood dripped from gashes along his entire body. Crying, she backed away from him only to hit something behind her. Turning around, she faced the boys of Big Time Rush. The four of them were covered in Evan's blood and holding knives in their hands. Kendall was carrying another noose as well.
"We know a way to get the Zizi leave us alone," Carlos announced.
"It's the only solution," Logan explained. "Get rid of the people they're after and they'll stop going after us."
"Even though we're family, they won't come after me once you're gone," Kendall added.
"Come on, Katrina," James raised his knife. "Since your brother's gone, we can pleasure you before we kill you." He wiggled his eyebrows as he and his friends stepped towards Katrina. She screamed and ran from them.
Katrina's heart monitor began beeping faster. Logan, James, Katie and Mrs. Knight looked at the girl with concern. The model twitched spastically in her bed, but didn't show any signs of waking up. As if they expected it, doctors and nurses rushed into the room. James, Logan, Mrs. Knight and Katie were ushered out so that they wouldn't get in the way. The four of them watched with baited breath as the doctors inside the room worked on the model.
A minute later, the doctors filed out of the room, sighing with happiness that they beat this scare.
"Her heart rate went up like she was being chased or something," one doctor explained. "She's fine now, but still in her coma. You can go back in." Katie and Mrs. Knight went in and settled back in their spots. Although they went back to what they were doing before the scare, they would keep glancing at Katrina worriedly, hoping that the scare wouldn't happen again. Logan and James just looked inside, but stayed out in the hallway.
"We need to figure out a way to get Katrina out of this coma," James mentioned.
"Um," Logan touched his head as he thought about what they could do. "I'd have to look up comas. Didn't Katie bring the laptop? Let's borrow it from her and find some free WiFi somewhere." The two of them headed back into the room.
Katrina collapsed to the ground in tears once she found herself in the darkness again. She pulled herself into a fetal position, talking to herself, "They wanna kill me. I'm just trouble for them. I should just go find my mom and make sure that I never wake up again."
"Kat," another voice hit her ears. "Do you really think the guys would betray you that easily?" Katrina looked up and found Evan staring down at her, completely alive and healthy. She immediately stopped crying, got to her feet and engulfed her brother in a hug.
"Oh my God, I'm so happy I haven't lost you for good," Katrina told him.
"Sis," Evan pushed her away so he could look at her. "You need to wake up. If you don't, none of us will be alive. Things out in the real world are getting bad."
"But Mom said I can't wake up until I find the truth!" Katrina exclaimed. "Can't anyone just tell me what this freaking truth is?!"
"If it were up to me, I'd tell you," Evan replied. "These are things that you know deep down because you've heard them whispered around you, but haven't been able to process them. Now's the time to find them." Evan waved his hand and three doors appeared in the darkness. "Each one of these doors holds the truth, but they are each different worlds than the ones we live in. You'll have to keep an open mind."
"Evan," Katrina stared at her brother. "I'm wandering around in my mind. I can't get any more open than that."
"Good point," Evan agreed. "Just be careful. If you get killed before finding out the truth, you'll never wake up and be forced to wander this darkness for all eternity. No pressure." With a smile, Evan disappeared.
"No pressure, huh?!" Katrina yelled."I might die from doing this, but I won't wake up unless I try! That's DEFINITELY no pressure!" Taking a deep breath, Katrina went into the first door.
Kendall and Jo walked down the hallway, checking each room for Evan and Camille. While they got weird looks from patients and doctors, they found no sign of the missing couple.
"This is ridiculous," Jo mentioned as she stopped Kendall from checking a room that had a note on the door saying, 'hostile patient'. "There are so many rooms around here that they could be in. And by the time that we find what room they're in, they might have moved already."
"So, you're suggesting that we forget this and go back?" Kendall asked. "That doesn't work for me. The longer it takes us to find them makes me more worried that Carlos is right."
Before Jo could respond, they overheard an intern saying, "Did you see Evan Wolff up on the next floor?" Kendall and Jo quickly turned their heads to look at the intern. "He went into a closet with some girl and came out with lipstick stains all over him. I didn't know he was dating anyone." Kendall and Jo face-palmed.
"It's too bad," another intern shook her head. "He's like totally the most eligible bachelor in Hollywood. Every girl wants to date him because he's such a badass, bad boy and he's so freaking hot."
"Maybe they're not dating," the first one assumed. "Maybe they're just hooking-up."
"God, I hope so," the second intern told her. "I would hook-up with him if I had the chance." The first intern nodded before walking away with a folder of medical reports. As she turned around, the second intern's face became visible and Kendall was able to recognize her.
"Emily?" Kendall realized that his cousin's childhood girlfriend was impersonating an intern.
"Crap," Emily mumbled before she ran off.
"Jo," Kendall turned to his own girlfriend. "I have to chase after that girl. Go find Evan and Camille and I'll meet you back in Katrina's room." Jo barely had time to nod before Kendall raced after Emily.
Emily led Kendall through the hospital on another chase. Instead of the one before, she seemed to look back and check to see if he was still following her. The chase went up and down stairs, through crowded and abandoned hallways, around people walking and avoiding items placed in the middle of the hallway. Finally, they ended up in the hallway right outside Katrina's room. Kendall watched as Emily ducked into Katrina's room. Thinking he finally had her cornered, Kendall went in after her.
Inside the room, no one else was there besides the comatose Katrina. Kendall scratched his head wondering where everyone had gone and where Emily could have disappeared. Suddenly, his eyes went wide as he realized that Freight Train wasn't outside the room either. Slowly, he turned around to find Emily standing in the doorway. She had her arms crossed and a satisfied smirk on her face.
"Hey, Evan," Emily greeted him with the wrong name. Kendall furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. He didn't get a chance to correct her before she went on, "I've missed you." She started walking closer to him. "But, we can't go back to where we left off unless you join me."
"Huh?" Kendall leaned forward, wondering more about the 'join me' comment than why Emily thought he was Evan.
"Oh, come on," Emily stood inches from him. "Haven't you figured it out yet?" When Kendall still seemed confused, Emily leaned up to whisper in his ear, "I'm part of the Zizi." Kendall's jaw dropped as Emily pulled away. "And the only reason that you haven't been hit as hard as your sister is that I've been delaying them from doing anything because of the thought that we could possibly get back together. What do you think?"
"What do I think?" Kendall glared at the girl. "I think that you need to get away from my family. You've been making our lives a living hell and I'm sick of it."
"Our leader said you'd say that," Emily backed away from him, towards the door. She stared at him as though daring him to step forward, but Kendall didn't move. "I just thought I'd give you one last chance before we put our plan into action."
"What plan?" Kendall's face paled.
"The Big Time Tragedy, of course," Emily explained. "It's gonna be all over the media. They're probably going to have to shut down the hospital for this too. Your sister's band boys are all being separated as we speak. This time though, we'll make sure the job gets done correctly so that no one survives like you and your little sister did."
"You know what's going to happen?" Kendall asked. Emily nodded. "Then, why don't you stop it?"
"Haven't you been listening?" Emily mentioned. "I'm part of the Zizi! I helped plan this!"
"They killed your parents," Kendall revealed.
"Oh, I know," Emily smirked. "Who do you think killed them?" She reached the door and grabbed its handle. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some boys to lure to their doom." Kendall rushed forward to stop her, but he was too slow. Emily slammed the door shut and stared at him through the window, smiling evilly. Trying to open the door, Kendall found it locked. He glared at Emily through the window, but she just winked at him. Kendall watched as she painted the window black so that no one could see inside the room.
Suddenly, there was a crack of lightning outside and the power went out in the hospital. Kendall turned to stare at Katrina whose monitors watching her condition had all stopped working. Kendall had two words that seemed to describe the mess they all were in, "We're doomed."
The door slammed behind Katrina and she groaned. All the girl could see around her was black just like what she had just left.
"I think my brother just pranked me," Katrina mumbled.
She was about to turn around and try one of the other doors when she heard a voice, "Kat, what are you talking about?" Katrina turned around to find herself face-to-face with James.
"Oh, uh," Katrina stammered, trying to find an explanation.
"You're probably just nervous for tomorrow," James decided. He came over to Katrina and wrapped his arms around her. Katrina's eyes went wide, wondering what was going on. She didn't move though, remembering that her brother told her to have an open mind.
"Uh, sure," Katrina agreed hesitantly. "That's it."
"It's too bad tradition states that we can't spend the night before together," James continued. Katrina could feel him nuzzling up against her ear. "At least tomorrow night we can get freaky." Katrina's breathing staggered when James placed a long kiss on her neck. "But I guess we should get you to Logan and Camille's. I gotta pick up Logan and your maid of honor insists that you stay with her for the night instead of with your brother and Emily like you originally planned." Katrina was so stunned into silence at these words that she just let him wrap an arm around her waist and lead her into the darkness.
Carlos looked around the dark hallway, searching for a source of the power outage, "The Zizi totally did this!"
"Or the storm did," Brandon came up with the most likely solution.
"That's what the Zizi want you to think," Carlos mentioned.
"Honestly, you might have a point," Brandon considered as the boys stopped in the middle of the hallway.
"By cutting us off from electricity, we can't find out what they're doing by the security cameras," Carlos reasoned.
"That's actually really smart," Brandon agreed. "But without power, the doctors won't be able to tell if something's wrong with Kat until the power comes back on."
"We have to get back to her, NOW!" Carlos realized. They turned around to run towards Katrina's room, but paused as they saw something down the hallway.
Right by a corner were two men in the blood red hoodies. One of them held a struggling Emily in his arms while the other had a freaked out Tim, knife to his neck. Carlos and Brandon became very still, hoping that the Zizi members wouldn't do anything to Emily and Tim.
"Let go of them," Carlos insisted. "And give up. The good guys always win!"
"Are you sure that you're the good guys?" the Zizi member holding Tim asked. "Because the last time that I checked, we were saving the world from getting obsessed with celebrities by killing them all off."
"You'll never get away from us!" Brandon exclaimed.
"You'll have to catch us first," the Zizi member holding Emily replied. That said, the men in hoodies dragged their hostages away in opposite directions.
"You go save Tim and I'll save Emily," Carlos instructed. Brandon nodded and ran off. Carlos took a deep breath before he raced after the Zizi member with Emily.
After a car ride to Logan and Camille's, Katrina was able to piece together some things about this universe she found herself in. Logan and Camille were married and Katrina caught the bouquet at their wedding. A few days later, James had proposed. Their wedding was tomorrow, hence the no seeing each other the night before. It was apparently being covered by every news station in the world and every Jamina fan was treating it like it was a royal wedding or something. Evan had saved Emily from the Zizi and they had eloped in Las Vegas with Kendall and Katrina as their witnesses. Speaking of Kendall, he was engaged to Jo and they were set to get married in a couple months after Jo's show goes on a short filming hiatus while Jett films a movie in Iceland. As for Carlos, he had been introduced to an old friend from Katrina's, Evan's and Brandon's high school from before the tragedy. After confusion on Carlos's part about the romance and a little cupid play from everyone else, they became an official couple. Brandon, on the other hand, had moved away when Tim got into the vet school at Oklahoma State University. They were a strong couple that seemed to be heading in the direction of marriage, but Tim really wanted to wait until he graduated vet school. They were both coming back for James and Katrina's wedding.
With some manipulation, Katrina was able to get James to tell the story of how they got to be a couple. When Big Time Rush had gotten back from their first tour, Katrina had to pick between Logan and James. It was that moment that had changed everything since Katrina had picked James over Logan, thinking their relationship would probably crumble due to their arguments. Although James and Katrina had many arguments throughout their relationship and even broke-up a couple times, they would always come back to each other. Logan and Camille were happy together and the drama that was between Katrina and Camille had been forgotten. They had even gotten so close that Katrina had chosen the actress to be her Maid of Honor.
"You sure are asking a lot of questions today," James mentioned as he parked the car in the driveway of what was apparently the house that Logan and Camille lived in. "Is there something I should know about tonight that you're not telling me? A bachelorette party, perhaps? I know you haven't had yours yet."
"I have no idea if that's going to happen," Katrina told the truth."If Camille's planning it, then it'll be a surprise one."
"You know what would be fun?" James gave Katrina a sultry smirk. "If we would forget this big, media wedding and go run off together and elope. I cannot wait until you're my wife so I can do some freaky things to you."
"Like what?" Katrina asked. James leaned over and whispered his plan for her in her ear. A deep red blush formed on Katrina's cheeks. "O-Oh."
James played with her hair as he breathed, "I love making you stammer and blush." Slowly, James pressed his lips against Katrina's neck. She couldn't help but to moan at the touch. He chuckled in response. "And moan. You are seriously the hottest thing in this world. I am so lucky to have you."
"Life is better than I thought it would be with you in it," Katrina admitted. James pulled back to look at Katrina strangely. To keep with her character in this world, Katrina flashed him a smile that she hoped was flirtatious. James seemed to accept it as he reached over to turn her head to his and give her a kiss on her lips. Katrina awkwardly left her eyes open for a few seconds, them darting back and forth as he kissed her. As time went on and his kissing got deeper, Katrina's eyes fluttered shut, kissing back.
Suddenly, the back of Katrina's seat fell back into a lying position. Katrina yelped as she fell back with it. James smirked down at her, wiggling his eyebrows as he climbed over to lie on top of her.
"What are you doing?" Katrina asked, feeling breathless.
"Two things," James told her. "One, in case Camille does have that bachelorette party, which I think she will, I want to remind you what you have waiting for you right here. Two, I need you so bad right now." Katrina watched with widened eyes as James took off his shirt, revealing his washboard abs. Noticing Katrina's staring, James pointed at his abs, "Look at this amazingness. You are NOT going to find another man with a body like mine that can get you off in so many ways."
As if she had been inhabited by the spirit of the Katrina that lived in this world, Katrina replied, "Definitely not." James didn't need much else to lean forward and grab Katrina's lips with his own. She surprised herself by letting his tongue enter her mouth right away. He French kissed her as if he knew every part of her and every place that would make her feel good. Katrina could find herself melting underneath him. Every touch felt so good that she didn't even mind James's hands having minds of their own along her body. He let go of her lips so that he could kiss down to her neck. Latching there, she could feel him marking her as his. Katrina opened her eyes slightly.
A second later, her eyes completely flew open and she screamed. James pulled away and looked down at her in concern, "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"
"Video camera," Katrina revealed, pointing to the window. James furrowed his eyebrows and looked out the window of the car. Indeed, a video camera was filming their every move. The person behind the camera, however, was someone they didn't have to worry about.
"Did you really have to stop?" Camille asked them as she pulled the camera away from her face. "This would have been GOLD for the video I'm putting together for the reception tomorrow." James sighed in defeat as he went back to the driver's side of the car. "Come on, Kat. I have a big night of girl stuff planned for your last night as a single woman."
The car door opened and Katrina looked up to see Logan with a smile on his face. He held out his hand for her, "For the lovely bride." Katrina took his hand and he helped her out of the car. As she stood in front of him, Logan admitted, "You know, I'm happy that you and James did stop."
"Why?" Katrina asked, thinking that Logan might still have a little bit of feelings for her in this world.
"Because I have to sit there," Logan responded. "And I do NOT want to sit somewhere that you two have done your freaky stuff in. It would have been like the time Carlos, Kendall and I walked in on you two doing your thing on that orange couch back when all of us lived at the Palm Woods." He shivered as he remembered something Katrina didn't. "Anyways, I hope you girls have fun tonight." Without another word, Logan got into the car with James.
"I will never be able to sit on that orange couch again," Katrina mumbled.
Camille came over to grab Katrina's hand, "Girl, you're not gonna be able to sleep tonight with what I've got planned." Katrina didn't get a word in as Camille pulled her towards the house.
"Camille!" James called out from the open window of his car. "I want to see my girl walking towards me down the aisle tomorrow in the same condition as she is right now!"
"No promises!" Camille replied. Katrina's eyes went wide as the actress pulled her into the house.
"Can't you do something to get the power back on so we can charge this laptop?" James asked Logan. The two boys were sitting in the cafeteria with the laptop in front of them. The laptop had a blank screen as it had just shut down on them.
"I might be able to figure something out if I knew where the fuse box was," Logan admitted. "But I have no idea where it could be. I'm sure the people here are doing something about it. They can't have the power off for too long or the people on life support are going to start dying."
"People like Katrina?" James suggested.
Suddenly, the two boys went wide-eyed as they rushed out of the cafeteria. James led the way down the hallway as they ran past people that were freaked out by the power outage. They got to the stairway and went up the first flight of stairs only to pause at the foot of the next. A man in a blood red hoodie stood at the top of the second flight of stairs.
"Running to save your little groupie?" the man asked. "Isn't that cute? She won't be there to save much longer."
"What did you do to her?!" Logan exclaimed.
"I haven't done anything," the man insisted. "However, some of my cohorts are working on the plan for her and Kendall as we speak."
"You've got Kendall too?" James's face paled.
"And you," the man added. Before Logan and James could say another word, they were hit in the back of the head and knocked unconscious. As they fell to the ground, another man with a red hoodie was revealed behind them. Slowly, he took off the hood, showing that it was Chase, Katrina's stalker.
"You get James and I get this one, right?" Chase kicked Logan on the ground. "Cause I've got an interesting plan to get rid of him."
The man at the top of the stairs took off his hood, revealing himself to be Hawk, the producer in charge of Hawk Records, "Remember that we have to convince them to join our side before we send them to their doom."
"Yeah, yeah," Chase waved it off, picking the passed-out Logan up from the ground. "I know the rules. Why do we have to do that anyways?"
"Because the Zizi needs someone on the inside," Hawk explained. "It was going to be Emily, but she blew her cover talking to Kendall. So, we have to try and get one of these boys to betray the others."
"And if we don't?" Chase asked.
Hawk smirked, "We do what the Zizi do best." He started laughing manically. A few seconds in, Chase joined. Hawk cut himself off abruptly. "Stop. Don't laugh with me."
"Okay," Chase gave in. He walked off with Logan in his arms.
"I'm going to kill Camille and Jo," Katrina declared as she looked at herself in the mirror in front of her. It was the next day and, as promised, Camille had kept Katrina up all night. At first, it seemed like a normal girl party as the girls surprised Katrina with a bachelorette party. They played party games, gave Katrina gifts, drank alcohol and naturally had a good time. Then, a joint gift from Jo and Camille was brought in: male exotic dancers. Katrina was handcuffed to a chair and forced to watch as the men danced practically on top of her while the other girls giggled at her predicament. Because the make-up artist had already gotten a hold of her, the bags under her eyes weren't visible any more.
Katrina was in her dressing room at the castle that she and James were about to get married in. The hairdresser that had been employed for the event was supposed to be doing Katrina's hair, but Camille had dragged to woman out into the hallway to argue about using the same flower in her hair as the bridesmaids when, as the maid of honor, she should have gotten a special flower. Katrina sighed, wishing that she could somehow get out of going through with this wedding without people thinking something was wrong and ruining everyone's lives.
There was a knock on the door behind her and Katrina turned. Standing in the doorway was Evan with his hand over his eyes. He was wearing a tuxedo, complete with a flower attached to one side of his jacket. His bowtie was the only thing that showed he wasn't ready for the event since it was undone and hanging from the sides of his neck. "Are you dressed?"
Katrina looked down at the robe she was wearing since her hair had to be done before she could get into her dress. It covered enough of her that she was able to say, "I'm decent enough to be seen by my brother."
Evan uncovered his eyes and smiled at his younger sister, "I can't believe it's your wedding day. My little sister has grown up so fast."
"I kind of wish Mom and Dad were here to see this," Katrina admitted.
Walking over to her, Evan gave his sister a hug, "Me too, but at least we have each other. And now is not the time to be depressed. You have to shine like the Diamond you're becoming."
"Rather than be Hungry like the Wolf?" Katrina chuckled as she referenced one of hers and Evan's favorite old songs.
Evan laughed too, "You'll always be a Wolff. If not by name, then by blood. By the way, I have a message for you from your future husband." Katrina stared at him, waiting for him to go on. "He says to relax. Today is all about you two. Nothing is going to go wrong. We've got guards at every door and there will be cameras everywhere, filming all of this live for the whole world to see. The Zizi won't try anything funny here." Evan shifted around uncomfortably before he continued. "He was about to say something about what he would do to you on your honeymoon, but then he remembered he was talking to your brother and wisely shut up."
Katrina burst into laughter, "Good thing too, otherwise I'd be a widow before I even got married."
Once the laughing died down, Evan spoke, "On a serious note though, I have to say it's an honor that you're letting me walk you down the aisle."
"Evan, who else would I pick?" Katrina pointed out. "The only other option would be to walk by myself, but that just seems depressing to me. This is supposed to be the happiest day of my life. Without you to support me, it can't be the happiest." The siblings hugged again.
They only let go when Camille came in the room, announcing, "Evan, you gotta go. We have to finish getting Katrina ready for her big entrance."
"See you at the doors," Evan told his sister before he zoomed out of the room.
"Okay, so we've gotta do waxing, plucking, hairstyling, primping, squeezing, pulling, filing, painting, gluing, changing and clipping all in the next hour and a half to get you ready for this wedding," Camille told the model.
Katrina's eyes went wide, "I don't even need that much stuff done when I'm getting ready for a model shoot."
"Yeah, well, this is the biggest event that will ever happen in your life," Camille explained. "You've got to look the part." She whistled and Katrina was attacked by stylists.
Kendall looked up from his spot on the couch as he heard the doorknob jiggle. Since the window was still painted black, Kendall assumed that whoever was on the other end couldn't see inside either. He looked around and grabbed the first thing that could be used as a weapon in case someone from the Zizi was coming to finish him and Katrina off. Staring at the pen in his hands, Kendall debated on if it could be good protection. When the doorknob jiggled again, Kendall raised it up anyways, prepared to attack if necessary.
"The door's locked," Kendall heard someone out in the hallway say.
"Guess they must have already moved the girl," another voice responded. "One less patient that we have to worry about finding another place for." Kendall relaxed as he realized that the other people were employees of the hospital.
"Wait," Kendall whispered to himself. "Why would they have to move Katrina? There must be something wrong." Kendall pulled out his phone only to be greeted by a familiar picture on the screen. "No service. Of course. Guess there's no way that I'll be able to find out what's going on."
Suddenly, Kendall's face lit up in realization, "I could let them know that I'm here." He got up off the couch and banged on the door, "HEY! THERE ARE PEOPLE STILL IN HERE! HELLO?!" No one came back. "Crap. Now what?"
(A/N): I think that sums this up pretty well. Now what do they do? Katrina's STILL in her coma and she has to fish out the truth among the stories her mind is spinning. Kendall's locked in her hospital room which should have been evacuated. Evan and Camille are… occupied… The Zizi have already captured Logan and James. Carlos and Brandon are being lured into a trap. Who can save them now? Jo? Katie? Mrs. Knight? Evan and Camille (if they stop their make-out sessions in time…)? Maybe Gustavo, Kelly or Griffin? Maybe a new character that I'm planning on introducing in the next few chapters? Or maybe Emily will get a heart? Who would have thought that she was part of the Zizi? And she STILL thinks that Kendall is Evan! But wait… Didn't Hawk mention that Emily revealed her Zizi involvement to KENDALL, not EVAN? Did the Zizi tell her that Kendall was actually Evan or something? Speaking of Hawk, he's in the Zizi too! No surprise there… But, isn't he supposed to be in jail for, you know, KIDNAPPING Big Time Rush and Katrina? Why is he out? And Chase is a part of the Zizi too. Kind of a surprise seeing as how much Katrina got hurt… Maybe he doesn't know that the Zizi is fully responsible for that? Or maybe he's just nuts… So, there's obviously more members of the Zizi than just Emily, Chase and Hawk. Who could these people be? Are they known or just random people that hate them? In other news, Griffin's suing the hospital! That can't be good… The media are going to be ALL over that mess…
I feel as though this next part deserves a special paragraph: Katrina's coma dream. Where she is marrying James… Wait, what?! Why would her mind put her in a life where she's marrying James, not Logan? What kind of truth will come out of the lies of her dreams? Does she still feel something for James? Is there something about the other guys that she's going to find out? What about her brother? That was a possible truth that she has to find out. What could be this truth about Evan? Oh, and we can't forget about the Zizi. They were mentioned in the dream. Is THAT the truth that's going to come out? And in case you're wondering, the coma dream is where Big Time Halloween will come into play. Obviously, not in this chapter… And maybe not even in the next one… It depends on how much detail I want to give on what's going to happen next! (In my defense for the whole waiting a little longer to get to the Halloween episode, the mayor of my hometown said that we should delay Halloween until Friday because of the weather…) So, until next time, Happy Halloween and happy reading!