(A/N): I'm so sorry this took so long. I had four exams, a quiz, three papers, a project to restart (with a group member who's doing NOTHING!), my friends' baby died, my sister's having surgery (on her leg of all places… ironic…) and my other sister got into a car accident. You could say things have been busy…
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And now for the disclaimer. I do not own Big Time Rush in any way, shape or form, although it would be really cool to be able to write for them. Then again… Writing for them would probably cause me to write in a whole bunch of animals into the series so it's probably a good thing that I don't write for them… Now, onto the chapter!
Chapter 73: Heading Downhill
Jo opened a door and Evan and Camille fell out of the storage closet on the other side. She blinked as she looked down at the couple. Their hair was messed up, Evan's shirt was missing, Camille's legs were wrapped around Evan's waist and the two of them had roaming hands. The make-out session didn't even seem to falter with them on the floor in the hallway, visible for the whole world to see. Evan looked like he was trying to eat her face off from the way he was slamming his tongue down her throat. Almost all of his exposed face and chest were covered in lip-shaped lipstick stains that Camille had left.
Clearing her throat, Jo noticed the two didn't even attempt to show some decency. The blonde girl looked around, seeing that everyone had stopped to stare at the couple making-out on the ground. Jo cleared her throat louder, but there was still no response. People were starting to take pictures as they recognized that the boy on the ground was Evan Wolff. Trying one more time, Jo cleared her throat so loud that it could have probably been heard over a train.
That got their attention. Evan's and Camille's eyes burst open as they broke apart and looked up at Jo. She smiled knowingly down at them, crossing her arms.
"Oops," Evan and Camille spoke.
"Yeah oops," Jo replied. "You do realize that this is going to make the news and then Katrina, when she wakes up, is going to KILL both of you!" Sighing, she continued, "Get up. We have to meet Kendall at Katrina's room and then figure out where Carlos and Brandon went."
"Can I at least put on my shirt first?" Evan asked.
"You might want to find a wet towel too," Jo retorted. "And a brush. God, I had half a mind to dump a bucket of cold water on you two!" Evan and Camille looked at each other, wincing.
Katrina came out of her dressing room to the jaw dropping of the wedding party, minus James since he was already at the altar. She was wearing her mother's wedding dress which had survived the fire. It was strapless with a sweetheart neckline. Embroidered flowers lined the bodice and skirt of the dress with ribbon tying the dress in the back. The skirt of the dress was so long that it had to be carried out by Katie who, since she was unpaired for the wedding party, accepted the role to carry the dress train down the aisle. Katrina wore a diamond necklace and earrings that matched the large rock on the ring James had given her. A tiara had been placed in her curled hair along with a veil that was attached to it. She smiled at everyone out there.
"How do I look?" Katrina asked.
"Beautiful," Carlos commented.
"Like a model," Logan added.
"Gorgeous," Kendall went on.
"Like a Diamond," Jo continued, using a play on Katrina's future last name.
"Like Mom in her wedding pictures," Evan finished. Katrina blushed at these words.
"Okay!" Brandon announced, coming into the room from the ceremonial area. "Now that Katrina's dressed, we can start the wedding. Logan, since you're the best man, you better go tell the organ player."
"Right," Logan nodded and ran off. While he was gone, the group lined up at the door in pairs. Brandon and Tim led the way. Carlos had Emily on his arm next since Evan was giving Katrina away. Kendall and Jo were after them, flirting with each other and discussing their own future wedding. Logan came back in time to join up with Camille at the end. Katrina, Evan and Katie stood to the side so they wouldn't be seen when the doors opened.
"So remember," Evan whispered to Katrina. "As soon as we get through those doors, cameras are going to go off. So, be prepared for the bright flash of light." Katrina nodded, remembering the bright flashes of light from all of her model shoots. She watched as the doors opened and one-by-one the couples went through. The doors shut again and the three of them moved in front of it.
"Kat," Katie spoke to the bride. "I should tell you that I hope you and James are happy together. Everyone thinks that you two are the most perfect couple because you're so much alike. From your ambition to your kindness to a little bit of looks, you complement each other. And you two belong together."
Katrina's mouth suddenly felt dry, "Uh, thanks Katie."
The music for Katrina's entrance began and she took a deep breath. Slowly, the doors opened and Katrina was blinded by flashes of white light as people took pictures of her. Blinking, she adjusted to the light. The people in the audience were standing and staring at her with smiles on their faces. Katrina could pick out Mrs. Knight, Gustavo, Kelly, Griffin and Brandon's parents at the front of the seats. Kids that Katrina recognized from the Palm Woods were scattered among the thousands of faces in the crowd. Up at the altar, the bridesmaids and groomsmen were already there, joining in smiling at Katrina. Right in the middle, waiting for her at the end of the aisle was James. His smile was the biggest out of all of them. Something about him standing there, waiting for her and staring at her, made Katrina feel something she didn't expect to feel. Not exactly love, but a deep affection. While she tried to figure out why she was feeling that, she couldn't bear to tear her eyes away from James.
Slowly, Katrina, Evan and Katie made their way to the front. James couldn't look away from his approaching bride. The group made their way up to them where Katie was finally able to stop carrying the dress's train and join the other bridesmaids. James held out his arm for Katrina and she took it. There was only one thing stopping them from finishing their walk up to the altar: Evan wouldn't let go.
Katrina leaned over to whisper to her brother, "You can let go now, big bro."
"He's one lucky guy, little sis," Evan responded. He gave Katrina a quick kiss on the cheek and a nod to James before he let his sister go so he could join the other groomsmen.
"You look amazing," James whispered to Katrina. "You could make royalty jealous." Katrina blushed. "Ready to do this?"
"As ready as I'll ever be," Katrina replied. The two of them walked up to the altar where the ceremony began.
Brandon ran after the man in the red hoodie that was dragging Tim along. They didn't get very far before the man tossed Tim to the side so he could get away. Brandon knelt down beside Tim, "Are you okay?"
"Yeah," Tim rubbed his head. "I think I hit my head on something though. What's going on?"
"Uh," Brandon's eyes darted back and forth as he tried to come up with an answer. "I don't know if I should tell you. It might put you in danger."
"It can't be any more trouble than what just happened," Tim insisted. "Who were those people?"
"It's a long story," Brandon began. "Come on. Let's go find another place to talk about this."
"I do," James spoke the words in response to the preacher. He stared at Katrina a smile, rubbing her hand with his thumb. She returned his smile as she put a ring on his finger.
"Katrina Raven Wolff," the preacher turned to Katrina. "Do you take James to be your lawfully wedded husband to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health until death do you part?"
Katrina stared at James and his smiling face and could only smile in return. Behind James, she noticed Logan, Kendall, Carlos, Evan and Tim all watching her, waiting for her to say her line. She didn't even have to look to know that the girls and Brandon were staring from behind her. At her slight hesitation, James's smile started to falter which Katrina didn't want to see. So, she did the only thing she could in that situation. "I do." James flashed her his million-dollar smile as he put a ring on her finger, right next to her engagement ring.
"Are there any objections to this marriage?" the preacher asked the crowd. Evan was about to step forward, but Kendall stopped him, shaking his head. "Okay, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." Wiggling his eyebrows, James grabbed Katrina and dipped her down. Before Katrina could respond, James placed his lips on hers to the applause of the entire crowd.
"HEY!" Carlos yelled after the running Zizi member that was dragging Emily along. "Let her go!"
"HELP!" Emily screamed. Weirdly, the hallway that they were running through was empty. Carlos didn't pay attention to the oddness of it as he chased after the man in the blood red hoodie.
The man turned a corner and Carlos followed him. He finally caught up and attacked the man to the ground, freeing Emily from his grasp. Carlos was able to pin the man to the ground.
"You should know that since my dad's a cop, I learned how to take down bad guys from him," Carlos informed the man on the ground. "And you're definitely a bad guy." He looked up at Emily. "You okay?"
"Yeah," Emily nodded, holding herself as she shook. "I'm okay. Thank you so much."
Carlos nodded to her before looking down at the man on the ground, "Now, let's see who you are." With no hesitation, Carlos pulled the hood off the man's head. Carlos gasped at the sight of the man he knew. "CODY?! You're part of the Zizi?! You're supposed to be helping us!"
"I'm undercover, idiot!" Cody exclaimed. "That's why I haven't been around as much! God, do you really think I would betray the one guy who gave me a job when I didn't get into any colleges? Even if Kat likes someone else and I've got no chance with her anymore."
"So, you're still one of us?" Carlos checked. Cody nodded. "I don't believe it."
"Then take me to Evan and he'll tell you," Cody responded. "Just get up off of me!" Slowly, Carlos got up off of Cody while keeping an eye on him.
"What do you think, Emily?" Carlos asked the blonde girl. She didn't answer. Looking over at where she was, Emily was gone. Scratching his head, Carlos looked around for the girl he was trying to save, but there was no sign of her. Immediately, Carlos turned to Cody, "What did you do to her?!"
"Absolutely nothing!" Cody insisted. "But there's something you need to know about her. Emily-" He didn't get a chance to say another word to Carlos because the Latino suddenly passed out, collapsing to the ground. Cody looked up to find Emily scowling down at him.
"Traitor," Emily told Cody.
"In my opinion, you're the traitor," Cody retorted. "Evan still cares about you and that's why he sent me undercover. To save you."
"I talked to Evan," Emily replied. "He didn't seem to care about me."
"That's because the Zizi told you that the wrong person was Evan," Cody revealed. "They didn't want the chance for one of the Wolffs to join the Zizi. Or any of the Knights actually since they're related and apparently just as bad as the Wolffs."
"Sorry traitor," Emily held up her tranquilizer gun. "I've already picked my side." Without another word, she shot him and he went unconscious.
James and Katrina finished kissing after everyone in the reception hall had tapped their glasses. Instead of completely pulling away, James leaned down to whisper in Katrina's ear, "Come with me. I want to show you something." Katrina didn't even get a chance to respond as James grabbed her and pulled her to her feet. Surprisingly, no one seemed to notice that the newlyweds were leaving their reception as James guided her out of the room.
Dragging her over to a stairwell, James pulled her down the stairs and into the basement. She furrowed her eyebrows, wondering what he had planned. They went into an empty room with not much light where James pushed her up against the wall. James wiggled his eyebrows down at Katrina before he took her lips with his. Katrina smiled into the kiss.
"Ah, now I get it," Katrina declared once James stopped kissing her. "You just wanted a place to make-out alone. I could get used to this."
"Good," James responded. "Because I didn't plan on stopping anytime soon." Instead of taking her lips again, James went to Katrina's neck. She sighed as his expert lips made her become like mush in his arms.
Suddenly, Katrina felt two pricks on her neck and her eyes snapped open. She could feel her blood leave her body through the wounds in her neck that James had made with his fangs.
Kendall looked down at Katrina in her hospital bed and tilted his head slightly in confusion. "Why are you getting paler?" Indeed, the model's skin was starting to lose its slight pink color. It was as if her blood was retreating from the skin and moving further into her body.
Checking the IVs attached to Katrina, Kendall noticed that they were still working. He looked around her, wondering if there was something different, but there wasn't. Every single thing was the same as it had been before the change.
"I should call Logan and see if he knows what to do," Kendall pulled out his phone. At the sight of the screen, he winced. "Right. No service. Forgot that." He sighed, putting his phone back in his pocket. "Now what?"
Kendall stared at Katrina for a second before he remembered that Logan had told them that talking to people in comas helped them. Gathering his thoughts, Kendall decided he had nothing else to do and tried talking to her, "Katrina, don't die on me. Logan and Evan would never forgive me if you died with just me around." He sighed. "I'm begging here. Please don't die." Nothing happened. Pulling a seat up next to her bedside, Kendall sat down next to her. "Come on, Katrina. It would be really awkward if I had to save you through CPR."
Katrina's condition didn't seem to get better so Kendall reached over and grabbed her hand, "You know, before we met you, it was just me and the guys. The four of us shared everything. We were more than just best friends. We were brothers. And now we've kind of adopted you into our group." He laughed to himself. "I guess that would make things awkward for you and Logan if we all were really related."
When the model's skin just seemed to keep getting paler, Kendall continued, "Please don't leave us. If you're gone, then the Zizi win! Come on, WAKE UP, KAT!"
Suddenly, Kendall burst through the door, yelling, "WAKE UP, KAT!" James pulled his mouth from Katrina's neck to look at the interrupting boy, blood dripping down from his fangs. Katrina's jaw dropped at the sight of her cousin. Kendall didn't give James a chance to do anything before he ran over and punched James in the face, knocking the pretty boy to the ground. Once Katrina was safe, Kendall fixed his suit and turned to Katrina with a smile.
"You know that this isn't real?" Katrina seemed surprised.
"Yeah," Kendall nodded his head. "I'm here to pull you out of this dream. You've gotten what you need to know here. Unless you wanted to stay, of course."
Katrina looked down at James on the ground before announcing, "Let's go." She picked up her dress with one hand, took Kendall's hand with the other and followed the blonde out of the room.
Kendall sighed in relief when the color came back to Katrina's skin. He let go of her hand and relaxed back in his chair. "You're still not awake, but at least you're not dead." He looked around the room. His eyes scanned the room for anything that could be used to help their predicament. "Now, how to get out of here?"
James opened his eyes to find himself sitting on a conveyer belt. He tried to move, but his hands and feet were bound in a way that he couldn't move from the fetal position. Frantically, he looked around for the reason he was there.
His eyes zoomed in on a movement in the shadows as a man in a blood red hoodie walked into view. James watched as the Zizi member removed his hood. Gasping, James named the man, "HAWK!"
Hawk smirked, "Hello James. I would say it's nice to see you, but it's not."
"Aren't you supposed to be in jail?" James asked.
"Yeah," Hawk nodded. "But the Zizi can do pretty much anything. Including get me out of jail." James had to strain to hear Hawk mumble to himself, "Although I have to go back soon or else I'm going to be in even more trouble." Hawk shook his head before focusing on the boy band member again. "But you're in even more trouble than I could ever be."
"What did you do to Logan?!" James exclaimed, noticing that his smart best friend was nowhere in sight.
"I didn't do anything," Hawk insisted, "But that doesn't mean he's safe." James struggled in his rope bonds. "As for you, I have to ask you to join us."
"What?" James stopped his struggling, thinking he hadn't heard Hawk correctly.
"The Zizi need someone on the inside," Hawk explained. "So, they told me to ask you to betray your friends and join the Zizi. If you do, we'll spare your life."
"Why should I join you?" James asked.
Hawk smirked, "Why don't you ask your girlfriend? Oh, that's right. She decided that you weren't good enough and went after your best friend first chance she got. Man, if I got dumped like that, I'd want revenge."
"It's not like that," James shook his head. "You don't know the whole story."
"She didn't even give you a chance," Hawk continued.
"But I would never want her dead," James responded. "I could never betray her or my friends."
"Fine," Hawk began to walk away. "I gave you a chance. Guess it's time to get rid of you." He pressed a button on a wall.
Suddenly, an oven turned on at the end of the conveyor belt. James's eyes went wide as he stared at the flames.
"Luckily, there is a generator for the medical waste disposal machine," Hawk spoke. "Goodbye, James Diamond. You should have chosen the Zizi." He pressed another button and the conveyor belt began moving James closer to the oven. Hawk laughed as he left the room.
James stared at the flames in the approaching oven. To himself, he whispered, "Crap."
Kendall pulled Katrina through the door, back to the dark area with the three doors. She was back in a white t-shirt and jeans while Kendall had somehow changed to something informal too. He let go of her hand so he could go sit down next to Evan on a random couch that had shown up.
"Okay, what was that?" Katrina pointed at the door. "How am I supposed to find a truth among all of those lies?!"
"There is a truth in there," Evan assured her. "It's just deep down."
Katrina sighed as she thought about it, "Let's see. The only thing that I can come up with is that James is secretly a vampire and only Kendall knows it so that's why he knew to save me."
"Try again," Kendall responded.
Katrina growled to herself, pacing as she thought about the experience she went through. She analyzed everything in it before she finally decided to speak what was on her mind, "Okay, so this is the truth that has to do with the guys. Logan still has a little bit of attraction to Camille that I could never fill. Carlos has a little bit of a thing for Emily because he was set up with her in the wedding party, but he'd have to fight Evan to even get a chance to get to her. James is still looking for a way to destroy mine and Logan's relationship so that he can date me again and will continue to silently do that until Logan and I break up or James finds someone else to go after. Kendall is having a hard time with letting Evan take over protecting me and, from what I saw, is protecting me from getting overprotected by Evan because Kendall stopped Evan from objecting to the marriage." Katrina heard the ring of a bell and the door that had led to that part of the dream disappeared.
"Wow," Evan noted. "You got it on the second guess."
"Pay up," Kendall held out his hand to Evan. Groaning, Evan handed Kendall a couple dollars.
Katrina facepalmed, "Even in my coma dream, you're betting on my actions. Really shows how much I need to hang out with more girls."
"Oh, you're sure to see that later," Evan told her. Katrina stared at him, wondering what he meant. "Well, go on, pick your next door." Katrina hesitated, but then went through one of the two remaining doors.
Logan slowly opened his eyes to find himself staring up at Chase. Katrina's stalker had his creepy smile plastered on his face and Logan noticed he was wearing a blood red hoodie. Trying to scream, Logan found his voice muffled by a cloth covering his mouth. He tried to move, but his hands and feet were bound together. It was cold wherever he was and he was lying on a metal table of some sort.
"You haven't broken up with Kat," Chase spoke to Logan. Mumbling was all Logan could do. "Yeah, I get that she's in a coma, but that shouldn't have stopped you." Logan stopped his struggling so that he could glare at Chase in disbelief. "Now, as much as I hate you, I've been told to ask you to join the Zizi and betray everyone. So, did you want to join us?" Logan tried mumbling something, but nothing was comprehensible. "What was that? Over your dead body will you join us? That can be arranged. We are in a morgue after all." Chase moved and Logan got a chance to look around. Sure enough, Logan was on a table in the hospital morgue. The table was attached to a hole in the wall.
Chase grabbed the bottom of the table and pushed it into the hole. Smiling down at Logan, Chase continued, "By the time they figure out where you are, you'll be dead of hypothermia and I can have Kat all to myself. Goodbye, Logan Mitchell." Chase closed the lid to the hole and then all Logan could see was pitch black darkness.
Katrina walked out of a closet to find herself inside a bedroom. It was a simple one, but had pink and white decorations all over. A small TV sat on a dresser at the foot of the bed. Walking over to the wall, Katrina checked out the pictures. All of them had her in it. A couple pictures were family pictures where she was with her parents and Evan, but her other brothers and sisters were surprisingly absent. Other pictures had her with the guys of Big Time Rush. What kept her staring at them was that some of them had the five friends younger than when Katrina had first met the guys.
"KATRINA!" Her dad's voice called out for her. "The boys are here to take you to school!"
"Dad," Katrina mumbled before she ran out of the room. Racing down the steps, she found her dad standing at the front door with Kendall, James, Carlos and Logan standing on the doorstep. They were dressed in winter gear, snow falling on the ground outside. Katrina completely ignored the boys and went up to her dad, engulfing him in a hug. "DADDY! Thank God! Have I ever told you how much I love you?!"
Her father sighed, "How much do you want?"
Katrina pulled away and looked up at him, "What are you talking about?"
Reaching into his back pocket, he took out his wallet and pulled some money out of it, "How does forty bucks sound? You can pay for lunch and some dinner at the hockey rink tonight." Confused, Katrina took the money from her father's hand.
"Score!" Carlos mentioned. "You are so generous, Mr. Witkowsky." Katrina furrowed her eyebrows, wondering why Carlos would call her dad by his birth name rather than his changed name.
"I've been told," Mr. Witkowsky responded.
"We'll see you at the game tonight, Uncle Damian," Kendall told Katrina's dad. "Come on, Kat. We gotta go or else we'll be late for school."
"By the way, nice accessories for your cheerleading outfit," James commented. Katrina looked down at herself. She was wearing a cheerleading dress that was for the boys' public school in Minnesota. Beaded necklaces were around her neck and her hair had ribbons braided into pigtails. There weren't any blonde streaks in her hair. Her cheerleading uniform was over a gold turtleneck sweater and maroon sweatpants so that she could be warm in the wintery weather.
"You might want to grab a coat before we go," Logan advised.
"I'm on it!" Katrina's mother came into the room, a winter coat and boots in hand. Katrina took them from her and put them on. "Dad gave you some money for lunch, right?" Katrina nodded. "Okay, have fun at school."
"Like we can have fun at school, Aunt Penny," Kendall mentioned.
"Well, at least pay attention," Mrs. Witkowsky advised. "And don't get in trouble. I don't want to hear anything about you five getting in detention again for stealing the principal's toupee and running it up the flagpole." The guys snickered, remembering that prank they did. Katrina stared at them in disbelief, wondering how they talked her into doing that.
Finishing up with putting on her winter gear, Katrina joined the boys out on the porch. They waved goodbye to Katrina's parents and Logan led them to his car.
Kendall looked at Katrina as the girl shivered. When she didn't move again, he shrugged and went back to searching through her purse.
"Come on," Kendall mumbled to himself. "You're a girl AND a model. You must have a bobby pin somewhere in here." He pulled out her phone instead. Checking it, he noticed that she had no service too so he put it back and continued his search. "There!" Pulling his hand back out, there was a bobby pin between his fingers. Putting Katrina's purse back on the ground, Kendall got up and headed for the door.
"Let's see if I can do this," Kendall spoke to himself as he put the bobby pin into the lock. He bit his lip as he fiddled with it.
A few minutes passed and Kendall gave up. He tried to pull the bobby pin out, but it was stuck.
"Great, now what?" Kendall slumped down on the ground in a huff.
Suddenly, Kendall felt dizzy. He held his head to steady himself, blinking repeatedly and shaking his head slightly as though he was trying to wake himself up.
Once he felt normal again, Kendall asked, "Where did that come from?" He looked around the room as though there would be an answer for it.
Following the guys into the school, Katrina watched as they gave random people high-fives throughout the school. Slowly, they made their way towards the lockers. Each of the guys stopped at a locker and Katrina, not knowing where hers was, stood awkwardly beside them.
"Aren't you gonna put you backpack in your locker before homeroom?" James asked.
"Right," Katrina nodded. "Which one's my locker again?" The boys pointed at the locker right next to Kendall's. "Oh. I knew that." She stared down at the lock, wondering how she was going to get it open. "And you guys wouldn't happen to know what my locker combination is?"
"It's your birthday," Logan informed her. "Are you okay, Kat?"
"Oh, I'm fine," Katrina assured him. "Just had a brain fart is all." She opened her locker and put her backpack and winter stuff inside. "Now, what do I need for my first class?"
Kendall sighed and reached in, pulling out a piece of paper, "Here's your schedule. That should help."
Katrina furrowed her eyebrows as she looked at the piece of paper, "Okay. So, homeroom is in Room 308." She blinked as she stared at the paper. After a few seconds hesitation, she turned to the boys, "Where's Room 308?"
"We should stick around her for the rest of the day," Carlos decided. The other three nodded.
Carlos opened his eyes, groaning to himself. Slowly, he pushed himself to a sitting position and held his head, trying to figure out why his head was throbbing. It took a second before he noticed that it smelled really bad.
"Okay, I promise that wasn't me!" Carlos insisted. He looked around for anyone, but only found darkness. "Hello?" Carlos tried to get up, but instead found himself sinking into the ground. He felt around, picked up something and brought it to his face. From the slight light coming from the ceiling, he could tell that it was a bag of garbage. "Uh, I think I might be in a dumpster."
It took him a second, but then Carlos exclaimed, "The Zizi have struck again! I KNEW that Cody couldn't be trusted! Now, how to get out so I can tell everyone?"
By the time lunch had rolled around, Katrina had figured out the main things in this world. Her dad had never changed his name nor moved the family to California. Her parents had stopped having children after her and they weren't famous at all. Evan had already graduated and was in the University of Minnesota on a hockey scholarship. Katrina's dad was the coach for the boys' hockey team at their high school and Katrina was a cheerleader. One major thing became evident as time went on: the boys only thought of Katrina as 'one-of-the-guys'. Mainly because they thought of her as Kendall's cousin, she was immediately friend-zoned.
Big Time Rush had never been formed. It was obvious that it almost happened from the things that Katrina was able to pick up on what James complained about. Apparently, Evan was supposed to drive them all to Gustavo's audition, but the car broke down in the middle of the road and they never made it. No audition meant no boy band. James was still fuming even though a year had already passed.
"I'm telling you," James insisted as the five of them sat down at a lunch table. "I would have millions of girls chasing me if only we had gotten to that audition."
"I can't think of one girl who would chase you without trying to kill you," Katrina mumbled. Her words weren't quiet enough because the others heard it. James narrowed his eyes at her while Carlos, Logan and Kendall chimed in with 'ooh's.
"Sounds like someone's a little jealous," James responded. "Don't worry, Kat. You'll always be my number one girl." He winked at her. Rolling her eyes, Katrina shook her head slightly. "Now, give me some of those fries."
"Hell no!" Katrina exclaimed, guarding her fries with a hand. "These fries are the only things that look edible in this cafeteria."
"That's cause they ARE the only things edible in this cafeteria," Logan insisted. "I seriously don't even know what this is." The five friends looked down at the grey slosh on Logan's tray that he pushed around with a fork.
"Why didn't you guys get the fries then?" Katrina pointed out. "It's not like they were that expensive."
"Don't you remember?" Carlos asked. "We're trying to outlast the football team on how long we can survive on this mystery food!"
"And we WILL win this bet!" Kendall insisted. "There's a lot at stake here."
"Like what?" Katrina asked, chewing on a fry slowly as though it was torturing them. "I can't think of anything that I'd bet that would cause me to give up good food."
"First chance to ask the cheerleaders to the end-of-school dance," the four boys replied.
Katrina furrowed her eyebrows, "But I'm a cheerleader. Does that mean that one of you plan on asking me to the end-of-school dance?"
"Pft, no!" The guys exclaimed. "That would be weird!" Katrina's eye twitched as she watched the four boys attack their food.
"What do you mean we can't get on the next floor?!" Evan, Camille and Jo yelled at the security guard in front of the stairs.
"My sister is a patient on that floor!" Evan added. "You better let us up there or there is going to be hell to pay!"
"You are so hot when you get worked up like that," Camille mumbled. Jo facepalmed at her best friend's words.
"Katrina Wolff has been moved to another room," the security guard assured him. "One of her bodyguards even watched it happen before handing the watch of her new room to that big guy named Freight Train. Here's the new room number." The security guard handed Evan a piece of paper.
"Do you know why she was even moved in the first place?" Jo asked.
"They can't get the generator to work on that floor," the security guard replied. "So, they can't use machines to keep her under watch. The floor she's on now has a working generator so anything that goes wrong will be found immediately."
"Sounds okay with me," Evan shrugged. "Come on, girls. Let's go find Katrina's new room." He led Camille and Jo down the hall.
At the end of the day, Katrina found herself heading into the gym for cheerleading practice. She had already been in the locker room and had taken off the sweater and sweatpants so all she was left with was her small cheerleading uniform. As she joined the other girls in the middle of the gym, she noticed that they were too caught up with something in the bleachers. Curious, Katrina turned to see what they were looking at. James, Carlos, Kendall and Logan were sitting in the stands. They waved as they saw Katrina staring at them. The other cheerleaders giggled at the wave and then glared at Katrina in jealousy.
Rolling her eyes, Katrina made her way over to the boys, "What are you doing here? Scoping out the girls before you make your pick on which one will be your dates to that stupid dance?"
"No," Logan shook his head. "We're here to wait for you. We're your ride home."
"Oh," Katrina blushed slightly, realizing that she had jumped to conclusions.
"Of course, this does give us the perfect opportunity to find the perfect girl to ask," James added.
Sighing, Katrina mumbled, "I knew it."
"Are you okay, Kat?" Carlos asked. "You seem kind of weird today."
"I'm fine," Katrina insisted. "I'm just out of it today."
"Whenever you say you're fine, you're definitely not," Kendall mentioned. "So, what's up?"
"I'm serious, it's nothing!" Katrina continued to deny them the truth. "Just girl problems." Kendall, James and Logan suddenly crinkled their noses in disgust.
"Like what?" Carlos asked, not realizing what Katrina was hinting at. Logan leaned over and whispered something in his ear. "Really? Bleeding from there? Every month?! No wonder she gets crabby every month. I thought she was a werewolf or something." Groaning, Katrina realized she couldn't do anything to get them to leave so she went back over to the cheerleading squad to try and get practice to start.
"Okay, let's try this again," Kendall mumbled. He had his arms under Katrina and, after taking a deep breath, strained to pick her up. A few seconds later, he lost his breath and had to stop. "Why can't I lift you up? It's not like you're that heavy and I've been able to lift things much heavier than you. You're not tied down to this bed in any way so it must have something to do with me." He put a hand to his forehead. "Man, all of these problems have been giving me a headache." Slowly, he sat down in the seat next to Katrina's bed. "And making me dizzy. What is going on with me?"
Kendall looked up from his spot to stare at Katrina, "At least nothing bad has happened to you yet. Although, since I can't move you, I have to figure out another way out of this room since I can't ram the door down with your bed." He rubbed his face, feeling tired all of a sudden. "You wouldn't happen to have any suggestions, would you?" The model didn't move. "Yeah, didn't think so."
"Okay!" Katrina called out as she walked into the boys' locker room at the hockey rink with her hand over her eyes. "You guys called me here so I'm here! Please be wearing something before I uncover my eyes!"
"You're good!" A chorus of male voices rang out. Katrina uncovered her eyes only to cover them back up again.
"When I said wearing something, I didn't mean just a towel!" Katrina exclaimed.
"Fine," James complained. "I'll put on some pants."
"And your whole uniform while you're at it!" Katrina suggested.
"Oh, you know that you dream about being with this," James retorted.
"You have no idea how ironic that is," Katrina mumbled.
"Alright Kat," Kendall told his cousin. "James is decent again."
Katrina uncovered her eyes, "Okay, now why did you guys want me in here?"
"Isn't it obvious?" Carlos asked. "Or did you forget that too?"
"You mean I do this all the time?" Katrina responded. The boys nodded. "Okay, what do I do all the time?"
"Our good luck kiss," Logan replied. "We can't go out there without a kiss from our good luck charm."
"What?!" Katrina exclaimed. "I have to kiss all four of you?!"
"No," Kendall shook his head. "That would be weird. You have to kiss the entire team. Honestly Kat, what's wrong with you today?" Katrina could only stare at them in disbelief, wondering how she could have gotten into this mess in the first place.
Suddenly, Evan walked into the locker room, "Hey, guys! How's my old team doing? Oh, Kat's here. Hey Kat! Did you give them their good luck kisses yet? You know that dad won't let them out of the locker room until their good luck charm gives them the approval with a kiss."
"Okay!" Katrina yelled. "Today is officially the apocalypse if my own BROTHER and FATHER recommend that I kiss an ENTIRE hockey team!"
"Is something wrong with her?" Evan asked the boys.
"She's on her girl-wolf cycle," Carlos informed him. The whole hockey team stared at Katrina in disgust.
"Thank you, Carlos, for announcing to the entire team that I'm menstruating," Katrina replied sarcastically.
"You know, Kat," Evan looked to his sister. "It's not that big of a deal. I mean, you kissed the entire team when I was on it." Katrina's eyes went wide in horror at the thought of kissing her own brother.
"And back when we were on the PeeWee hockey team," James added.
"And it's only on the cheek," Kendall added.
"Wait," Katrina responded. "Just on the cheek?" The entire team nodded. "Oh. I guess that would be okay then."
"Did you seriously think you'd have to kiss your first cousin on the lips?" Kendall asked. "Come on, it's not like we're in ancient Egypt. That would be weird."
"Right," Katrina nodded. "Like this entire life." She watched as the hockey team got in a line, staring at Katrina with expectation. She sighed, "The things I do for these guys." Without another word, she started at one end of the line and began giving each of them a kiss on the cheek.
Evan, Camille and Jo walked into Katrina's room and immediately knew something was wrong. Brandon, Mrs. Knight, Katie and Tim were standing there, staring at the empty bed that Katrina was supposed to be in.
"What's going on?" Camille asked.
"Where's Kat?!" Evan exclaimed.
"Where's Kendall?" Jo looked around and noticed that her boyfriend was missing.
"Nice to see that they're concerned about everyone that's missing," Brandon mentioned. "I mean, Carlos, James and Logan are just as important as Kendall and Kat."
"They're missing too?" Camille stated the obvious.
"We have to find them," Evan declared. "We'll split up and search this hospital until we find them."
Suddenly, a couple police officers walked into the room, "Excuse me. Is there an Evan Wolff in here?"
Evan raised his hand, "Uh, I'm Evan Wolff?"
"We're going to have to ask you to come with us," one of the police officers stepped forward and grabbed Evan's arm.
"What for?!" Evan yelled. "I haven't done anything wrong!"
"The evidence begs to differ," the police officer stated as he began handcuffing Evan. "You are charged with five counts of kidnapping and possibly murder of Kendall Knight, Carlos Garcia, Logan Mitchell, James Diamond and Katrina Wolff."
"WHAT?!" Everyone else screamed.
"Wait, he couldn't have done those things!" Camille insisted. "He's been with me since we last saw everyone safe in Katrina's old hospital room."
The police officer looked to his partner who shrugged, "Take her too. She might be an accomplice." Camille didn't have a chance to say another word as handcuffs were slapped onto her wrists. Both Evan and Camille were told their rights as they were led out of the room. Brandon, Katie, Jo, Mrs. Knight and Tim stared at the open door with their jaws dropped.
"Crap," Brandon broke their silence. "The Zizi have the guys and Katrina and they figured out a way to get Evan and Camille arrested. They're winning and the only uninjured players we have are the back-up players."
"We need a miracle," Jo realized.
(A/N): Oh, they certainly do, but are they going to be able to find it in time before someone gets seriously hurt? Where should I start? How about Kendall? He's STILL stuck in Katrina's original hospital room without any way to get out. And with Katrina still in her coma, she's of no help. Plus he seems to suddenly be getting sick… From his dizziness to the weakness to the headache, what's going on with Kendall? As for James… Things seem to be getting hot for him… Get it? …. I'll stop now… Anyways, they might need to hurry up and save him before he ends up fried to a crisp. Unless, of course, he can figure out his way out. Carlos is stuck in some garbage… With no visible way out… Are they even going to be able to FIND him to save him? Is he going to figure out that it was Emily who put him there? And Logan is stuck in the morgue even though he's not dead. Will they be able to find him before the cold affects him too much? Katrina's figured out one of the truths and is working towards the second. In a world where Big Time Rush never existed and she's lived in Minnesota her entire life and is completely friend-zoned… Wonder what kind of truth she's going to find there? Evan and Camille have been arrested for doing the things that the Zizi have actually done. Can they get out of it in time so that the team will have Evan's leadership ability or will they be held up until the five missing people are found? Is the B-Team going to be able to take this task or will they need some type of miracle to save everyone? You'll just have to wait to find out! Until next time, happy reading!