Faller: (takes a deep breath) The first chapter on my own. Okay. I really hope I do a good job.
Sean: You will, Babe. I know you will, you're an amazing author. (hugs)
Faller: Thanks. Still, it's not as much fun as working with Zoe…
Joel: Oh, cheer up, at least you're not the one that's pregnant, stupid.
Faller: True. Unlike you two and your Dad, I have nothing to worry about. (smirks)
Sean and Joel: (death glares)
Faller: I'm gonna run now….I don't own anything in this fic besides the plotline! (runs away)
Kendall was always the type of person who could work out a solution to any problem. Like when Gustavo only picked him to come to LA, he just wore Gustavo down. Or like the time when the guys unintentionally ruined Gustavo's mansion, he got his Mom to help and they were able to fix everything…except for the statue. Or even the time Bitters threatened to kick the guys out, he and Jo kept him away while Carlos and James got rid of the party. Every time something crazy happened to them, Kendall was able to fix it. Not in this case.
"D-Dad! What are you doing here?" Kendall quickly separated himself from Logan, not noticing the hurt look Logan gave him when he did. Logan didn't understand that Kendall's Father was extremely anti-gay.
"Well, I got discharged from the service five months early, so I came home. What did I find? An empty house! I thought something had happened to you until one of the neighbors told me that you had packed up and moved over a year ago! So I asked around before, finally, Mr. Diamond was able to tell me that you had all moved out to LA! So I packed up, again, and flew out here to find out what the heck you were all thinking. And one of the first things I see when I leave the airport is a billboard with a picture of you four boys and a logo that said 'Big Time Rush'. I asked around for five hours before somebody was able to tell me that your band lived at the Palmwoods. So I catch a cab, happy that I can finally see my family after five years, and I walk into their apartment to see my only son making out with ANOTHER BOY? I don't think so. You better start explaining yourself real fast." Mr. Knight crossed his arms, looking even more furious than before. Kendall just stood there gaping before he threw himself at his Father, tears falling down his face.
"You're here…..you're actually here…..this is real." Mr. Knight pulled his son off of him, some of his anger replaced with confusion.
"What are you going on about? I want some answers, dangit!" Kendall just latched himself back onto his Father, crying harder than before.
"A-after a year….they called a-and said your helicopter was sho-shot down, and that y-you were dead. We thought you were d-dead. But you're here! You're r-re-really here." Despite his height, Kendall only came up to his Father's chin. He leaned his head against his Father's shoulder, crying his eyes out.
"Dangit Kendall, get off of me and start talking!" With a huge shove, Mr. Knight shoved his son off of him and onto the ground. "Who is this kid? Why were you kissing him? Where's your Mother and sister? What are you doing singing in a band?" Kendall looked up at his Father, feeling like his heart had been smashed into tiny little pieces.
"It's Logan….don't you remember Loagn?" Logan looked at Kendall's Father, extremely nervous. He knew Mr. Knight was a soldier, and even though he had started working out when they got to LA, he knew he wouldn't last five seconds in a fight if it came to it.
"That geeky little boy with the braces that lived next door? That Logan? What the heck was going through your head Kendall? No son of mine is gonna be gay! Not a chance in Heaven!" Mr. Knight was fuming, the vein on the side of his forehead sticking out. "Next thing you know, you're gonna be telling me your other two friends are gay for each other!" Kendall was saved having to respond by the door opening.
"Kurt? Is it really you?" Mama Knight stood frozen in the doorway, mouth agape. She rushed forward and hugged her husband tightly. "Oh my God! It is you. We thought you were dead! If I had known you were still alive, I would have-"
"Jennifer, are you aware of the fact that when I walked in, our son was making out with Logan? Did you know that he was a faggot?" Kurt pushed his wife back at arms length, the anger still apparent on his face. Mama Knight just looked at Kendall, shocked.
"You're with Logan?" Kendall looked down out of shame.
"I honestly forgot to tell you…I wasn't trying to hide it." He was shocked when his mother knelt down and pulled him into a warm hug.
"Just promise me you two won't do anything before you're ready." Kendall choked up and hugged her back, nodding.
"Are you actually supporting him, Jennifer? You're okay with the fact that our son is a faggo-"
"If you finish that sentence Kurt, I will kick you out. We've lived without you for five years, we can live without you for the rest of our lives if we need to." Jennifer stood up and stared her husband down, unadulterated fury written across her face. Kurt was exasperated.
"So you're just going to let him do this? You're going to let him condemn himself to hell? You're going to-" He was cut off by a smack to the face so hard that it sent him sprawling to the floor. But it didn't come from Jennifer, Kendall, or even Logan. It came from Katie, who was standing over her Father, a stony look on her face.
"Get out. I don't care if you're my Father or not, I want you gone. If you can't accept Kendall for who he is, then just leave." Everyone was stunned. There was a solid minute of awkward silence before Mama Knight cleared her throat.
"Well, I think Katie pretty much expressed how we all feel about this. So, what's it going to be, Kurt? I can have the divorce papers ready in just a few days, if that's what it comes to." Kurt looked between his wife, daughter, and son, anger and indecision flashing across his face. He slowly got up, brushing off his coat and pants before grabbing his bags, turning around, and storming out of the apartment, slamming the door behind him. Kendall sat there, shocked that his Father had walked out so easily. Sudenly, Logan was beside him, pulling him into a hug.
"I'm so sorry, Kenny." Kendall numbly hugged Logan back.
"How could he say those things about me…..I thought he cared. He told me before he left that he'd always love me no matter what…..why would he lie about that?" Tears were silently running down his cheeks. Logan frowned and wiped them away.
"Maybe he just wasn't meant to be apart of your life. But just remember, Kenny. Even if you don't have a Dad, you'll always have Carlos, James, Katie, your Mom….me." Logan helped Kendall to his feet. "I'll always be here with you, no matter what. No matter what happens, I promise." He pulled the blonde boy into a hug, doing his best to comfort him.
"I know….I guess it won't really be any different. We've lived without him for years now, we can still do it. It'll…just be a little harder knowing he's still alive, but he doesn't even want to be with us." Kendall sniffed a few times before returning the hug. "Thanks for being with me, Logie."
"Always." He stood up on the tips of his toes and gently pressed his lips to Kendall's. "C'mon. Let's go get some smoothies and talk to Jo, okay?"
"Alright. It's about time I explained it to her. She'll probably be mad at me for blowing her off, though." They both laughed, knowing how temperamental Jo could be, before walking out of the apartment, holding each others hands. Mrs. Knight smiled softly at the two of them before shutting the door and turning to her daughter with a stern stare.
"You know, even though he deserved it, it wasn't very nice of you to smack your Father." She put her hands on her hips, trying to make Katie feel some remorse for her actions.
"I guess….but he's not my Father. If you ever remarry, and I like the guy, that will be my Father. Until then, I'm happy with just having a Mom." Katie reached into her back pocket and pulled out her DS. "So, you want to try Castle Smashers: Tournament of Terror again?" Katie smirked as Jennifer pulled out her own DS and flipped it open.
"Oh, it's on, little girl." The two were soon engrossed in their game, each trying to outdo the other.
James and Carlos were walking home from the doctor's office, Carlos walking stiffly because there was some residual pain left from his "contractions". James had one arm around him, letting the Latino lean on him when needed. He had been wondering about something since Zoe had told them about the bleeding, and he was resisting asking his question with all his might to avoid embarrassing Carlos.
"Jaime, how much further? I really want to sit down." Carlos whined, starting to drag his feet. James sighed.
"It's only two more blocks, but we can stop if you want. I don't mind." Carlos nodded and walked up to the bus bench. Plopping down, he let out a relieved sigh.
"Thank you. It still kinda hurts down there. Hopefully, it'll only happen one or two more ti-" James interrupted, not able to resist asking.
"Have you never jerked off before? I mean, most guys our age know what it is, and have probably done it a lot. But back there, it seemed like you had never even tried." Carlos blushed, ducking his face to avoid eye contact.
"Well….I mean, I saw you do it last week, so I thought maybe I'd try it. I was doing it for a while, but nothing happened, so I just….stopped. Why? Am I supposed to be doing it?" Carlos blushed harder, afraid he had been neglecting some sort of duty. James just laughed loudly, drawing some stares from the people around them. "Don't laugh at me!" Carlos smacked James' arm, his face getting even redder. James smiled softly and sat down next to him.
"You don't have to do it, a lot of guys just do it because it's a good way to get off. I was just curious. There's nothing to be embarrassed about, I promise." James pulled Carlos into a hug, laying his head on Carlos' shoulder. Carlos sighed in relief, hugging James back tightly.
"I think I'm ready to go now." James pulled back and nodded, helping his boyfriend to his feet. They immediately grabbed each others hands and continued walking. After a few more minutes, the walked into the Palmwoods, heading towards the elevators. Suddenly, James felt a sharp smack on his cheek.
"Ow! What the heck?" Turning, he saw Camille in a school uniform with her hair up in a ponytail.
"How could you cheat on me, Brad? I thought we had something special! Now I see you're just a filthy, lying-"
"School of Drama?" James asked, rubbing his cheek, which was slowly turning red.
"Yep." Camille smiled. "I'm glad you could tell. So, what was up earlier? You two ran out of here like a bat outta heck."
"I was having some…problems, so we went to see my doctor. I'm alright now, no problems." Carlos smiled back at Camille. "Nice acting by the way. I'm betting you'll land this part."
"Thank you! So, have you come up with any names?" Carlos and James looked at each other in confusion.
"Names for what?" Camille laughed, obviously amused.
"The babies, of course!" Carlos and James looked between Camille and each other rapidly, panic evident in their eyes. "Did you really think I didn't know? Jo knows too, and I think Stephanie might-"
"How did you find out? We haven't told anyone except our parents, Mama Knight, Katie, Kendall, and Logan!" James whispered urgently, he and Carlos pulled Camille out to the pool area, quickly heading for one of the tents. As they pushed her in, she collapsed in one of the seats.
"From Logan! I asked why you two kept going to the doctor's office, and he told me. Kendall told Jo, and I think Katie might have said something to Stephanie, but I'm not sure. Why are you so worried? Nobody really had a problem with you two being together, so why would they freak out about this?" Carlos continued panicking while James started getting frustrated.
"Gee, I don't know, maybe because we're not married! And how many guys do you know who can have kids? It's not exactly the most common thing, Camille, even if there is a logical, scientific explanation for it." Camille seemed unfazed.
"I know two." James raised a finger.
"Exactly, you only know on- wait, what? Two? Who else can have kids besides Carlos?" both boys looked at Camille, obviously surprised.
"Logan. Didn't you guys know? He told me that he figured it out right after Carlos went to get tested…" She looked up at the guys, silently counting backwards from five in her head, knowing that they'd react when she reached zero. She was right.
"HE WHAT?" They both yelled, drawing the attention of everyone in the pool area. Both rapidly started playing it off like it was nothing. Just as everyone started going back about their own business, who should appear but Kendall and Logan, smoothies in their hands. Just as they passed in front of the tent, James and Carlos reached out and pulled them in. Ignoring their protests, they shoved them on the couch next to Camille. "Why didn't you tell us?" Kendall and Logan looked at each other in confusion.
"Tell you…what, exactly?" Logan asked raising his eyebrow. He had no clue as to what the other couple might be talking about. Judging by his face, neither did Kendall. "What are you talking about?" Carlos walked up to Logan and stared him straight in the eye.
"Why didn't you tell us that you're exactly like me?" After a few seconds, what Carlos said registered in Logan's mind. He gasped in shock.
"How did you-"
"How we found out doesn't matter. Logan, why didn't you tell us? We're best friends, we're supposed to tell each other everything! This is a big thing, so I don't understand why you didn't tell us. Do you have any idea how….alone I felt when I found out? To know that something about me was completely different from my friends, and most of the male population? And then, months later, I find out that my best friend is one too, but he didn't even tell us? Do you know how badly that hurts, Logie?" By that point, Carlos was in tears. His fists were clenched, his forehead creased, and his legs were trembling. Logan just stared up at the shortest of the four, his heart aching for his friend. He slowly reached out and hugged Carlos.
"I am so sorry." Carlos just started sobbing and retuned the hug, falling to his knees. Kendall and James felt completely helpless, knowing that they shouldn't interrupt, but wanting to comfort their boyfriends all the same. "I am so sorry I didn't tell you, but at the time….I didn't really think that it mattered. I was still dating Camille, so I figured that I didn't need to worry about it, or even bring it up. If I had known how you felt, trust me when I say the first thing I would have done would be to tell you. I never would have wanted you to feel like that. If it makes you feel any better, none of us have ever thought of you differently because of it….well, maybe James, but he only would have thought how amazing it would be to have kids with you. To us, you're still our adorable, hyper, Latino friend Carlos. Nothing else." Carlos sniffled and pulled back, wiping some of the tears out of his eyes. He looked around at his friends.
"R-really?" They all smiled at him widely, each one reaching out and laying a hand on his arm or shoulder.
"Really." They chorused. Carlos smiled back, wiping away the last of his tears. And he knew, deep down in his heart, that he couldn't have asked for a more perfect group of friends.
"So, back to my original question. Have you two come up with any baby names yet?" The guys just groaned and smacked their foreheads.
Faller: So, I hoped you liked it. But, I have two things I need you to do. One, tell me whether or not Kendall's Father should make another appearance later on in the story. Two, HELP ME COME UP WITH SOME BABY NAMES! Thanks a lot for reading. You get a cyber-hug if you review!