Kendall's P.O.V.

I was running to the scream, terrified something had happened to Logan. But seeing James running in front of me, nothing to protect him with made me run just a little faster. I grabbed James's arm and pulled him back behind me. I dropped my hand fast and laced our fingers together slowing down, seeing Carlos doing the same. The back of my shirt was tugged gently which seemed to remind me that for the first time in a long time, I was putting James in serious danger. I should have never let this happen. I should have made James and Logan stay at the house while Carlos and I delt with this. James getting hit...Logan probably being shot 15 times was my fault. I could never forgive myself for this.

"Logan?" Carlos's scared worried voice made me focus back on the task at hand as we approached a logn hallway with about 8 doors on either side. I swallowed hard and squeezed James's hand feeling a slight pain from my knuckles. I ignored it as Carlos peered in one room, gun still raised. I hated that I didn't have my own weapon but trusted my partner. When he deemed the first room empty and clear he took a few small steps to the next one, halfway closed. "Logan?" Carlos's voice had nothing on the screaming sound of the sirens approaching us rather quickly. But even over the sirens we all still heard a cry. It sounded quiet but enough to worry me. I walked closer to Carlos who was slowly peering around the corner pushing open the door of room he was walking in. Just as he did I looked over his shoulder and froze. Carlos did as well and quickly lowered his gun. Standing in the middle of the room with a little pistol in his hands pointing down at an unmoving body was Logan. His eyes were big and his mouth was hanging open. The man on the ground had nice neat little holes littering his chest, stomach and even a few on his legs. Logan was locked on the man he just killed, knuckles white holding around his gun. Carlos handed back his gun to me which as soon as I grabbed it, I took the bullet out of the chamber and put the saftey on letting James's hand go. "Loges?" I glanced up as Carlos took in a few easy steps. I gently set the gun on the ground and stepped forward going around Carlos seeing Logan still looking down at the guy, mouth now closed. "Hey Logan...it's alright...why don't you give me that gun okay?" I saw Carlos raise his hand as he got closer to Logan who still wasn't looking at us. When Carlos touched Logan's hand his head snapped up and I felt panicked. He still had his finger on the trigger. But because Carlos was who Logan saw, the gun fell out of his hand to the floor with a thud. I let out a hard breath as Logan collided into Carlos who shut his eyes holding him as he shook.

It was a chore to get Logan calmed down but with the help of James, Carlos was able to get him to calm down. As he sat with Logan in the back of an ambulance while James got checked out, because I made him, I explained everything to my superiour officers. Honestly, I lied a bit to not get Logan and James in trouble. And because every witness was dead, it was my word, the word of an upstanding cop, agaisnt those of some dead criminals. My sergent wasn't too worried about David De Luca beign dead, and neither was I. He told me that he wished we could see him rot in prision but rotting 6 feet under would make me sleep better at night. "So...what about Logan? Why was he the way he was when we got here?" I looked up from my seat in the back of my Sergents car as I continued to wipe at my hands, getting the blood off, and cleaning my cuts on my knuckls. I sighed, standing up and balled up the wet alcohol wipe.

"Not actually sure. We walked in the room after hearing a magazine get empty and he was standing over a dead guy." My sergent sighed out and started walking over to the ambulance the other three were still sitting in the back of. James was smiling big staring at Logan as he was talking to him quietly. Carlos was resting agaisnt the door of the ambulance, hands in his pockets staring, only at Logan. It was snowing again but it didn't seem to bother any of them. And as we approached all of them, James stood up, noticing my clean hands and reached out for one. I let him lace his fingers in mine and tuck his head under my chin, yawning out loudly. "What happened in there Logan?" Logan's smile fell and so did his eyes. He looked at the black street slowly being covered by white snow and raised a hand holding around his throat softly.

"David told me he had some of Matt's stuff. I was dragged into that room without getting a choice and saw it was fairly empty except a bed and a few boxes up against the wall. I saw his flag on the top of one of the boxes and went to them. I started to get mad. They had a bunch of his stuff just thrown in these boxes without a care. I started to yell at this guy who was in there with me." Logan looked back up but not at me or James. At Carlos. "He told me Matt was fucking around my back with him and now since Matt's gone he figured I'd be the next best thing for him, I guess." Logan stood himself up and lowered his hand showing us a faint red hand print on his throat. Carlos moved forward quick placing his finger tips on Logan's neck making Logan shake his head. "I'm fine." He said it quietly wrapping an arm around Carlos turning back to the sergent and I. "He grabbed around my throat and threw me on the bed squeezing. I felt my pants getting tugged and something told me to fight back. I pulled the gun out of my jeans and shot him." I watched James stand up straight giving Logan an amazed look. I wanted to intervene and ask why he kept shooting, empting the barrel but he continued. "He staggered back and grabbed a hold of his leg. For some reason...I guess becasue I've lost Matt and just being in the house of the man who was responsible, I kept pulling the trigger. Even after he fell to the gorund I kept shooting him." He paused and turned giving a very serious look to my sergent. "Am I going to go to jail?" My sergent laughed making Logan sigh out and look at Carlos who also had a small smile on his face.

"You were defending yourself Logan."

"With all 15 bullets." Logan looked at me and I smirked pulling James into me kissing the top of his head.

"i think you four need to go home. Get some rest and heal yourselves. You two..." He pointed almost angrily at Carlos and I but had a smile on hsi face. "You still have a case open. I know you have gone through a lot but..."

"Well be in the office tomorrow Sarg. We got it." He nodded gently squeeing my shoulder and patting Carlos's. He walked away and I watched him but something struck me. "Sergent!" I let James go and hurried over to the sergent who was giving me a concerning look. "Someone is dead in Carlos's house. Logan said David De Luca broke in with three guys. David shot one of them. Can you have someone go in and..."

"It will be taken care of." He simply raised his hand and turned quick, going right to work. I breathed out a sigh of reliefe and went to turn. However, something, rather someone stopped me. James's arms snaked around my body and his lips were on the back of my neck.

"You're my hero. More so than ever before." I closed my eyes putting my hands on his arms and sort of leaned back into him. "Are you okay?" I laughed turning quick and put my hands on his face. I pulled him into me harshly and quickly almost making him loose his footing. He gripped onto my sides as I kissed the life out of him. I heard him groan ever so slightly which only encouraged me to kiss him harder. But with my kiss deepening, he pulled back harder and faster. I opened my eyes breathing in deep and he shook his head grabbing my hands still on his face. "You can't hide from this Kendall. You literally beat that man to death."

"He died because he was shot in the neck. My fist's just made it a quicker process." He rolled his eyes and looked down. I gently and softly traced over the fresh scar on his forehead from his accident and cleared my throat. "He killed my last partner...tried to tell everyone around me that it was my fault. He put my fiancee in the hospital, and beat the shit out of my new partner. And then he killed my dog." His eyes came up and found mine making me smile small. "If anything I feel better. It was theraputic as sick as that sounds." He reached up brushing snow off my head and bit his bottom lip. "I'm gonna get you home, make myself a strong fucking drink and then strat to make flyers for your dog." Suddenly his face fell and he looked about 100 times softer than before. I put my hands on the sides of his neck and kissed his nose closing my eyes. "We'll find him James. I promise." He wrapped his arms around me quick and squeezed me tight putting his face in my chest. I opened my eyes as I rubbed up his back with one hand and the other craddeled the back of his neck. I watched Carlos, who had Logan clinging on him, walking to us smiling small. As he got right behind James I extended my hand and he looked at it with a weird face. I laughed and moved James a little over on my body so I could see Carlos better. "You saved my life Carlos. I didn't even hear or see that guy come in." Carlos laughed and grabbed my hand shaking it hard and fast.

"We're partners Kendall. That's what we do." I smiled small letting him go. James shivered in my arms and I sighed out nodding to the two in front of us.

"The sergent is going to have your house cleaned. And the random dead guy taken out." He laughed making Logan groan and look away turning in Carlos's arms. "WHy don't you guys crash at our place tonight? I'll order some Chinese food and build a fire. I'll even let you guys make out on my couch without another inturuption." James pushed off me quick giving me a wierd look but it was nothing on the red cheeks from Logan who was giving me a death glare. I was hit kind of roughly by Carlos who told Logan not to worry about it, but it was worth it.

One Month Later

"Can I just please get a witness who isn't a complete moron next time?!" I looked up from my desk at Carlos who was across from me screaming into his cell. He was laid back on his chair phone to ear, spinning around in the chair, almost like a child. I understood. He was pissed off. I was too. But I delt with my anger in a different way. The yelling I just did to the perp in the interrogation room was probably crying still because I was a little mean. But we hit a dead end with our most recent case and it pissed me off. Just like Carlos. "No sir how about this?" I watched Carlos sit up throwing a pen I didn't know he had on his desk and looked at his computer. "Instead of you sending blurry, fuzzy videos of your store, you send me the real ones, or i'm coming down there and taking them myself!" I hid a laugh as I sat back in my own seat and grabbed my coffee cup. "Oh you want my badge number. Here it is...786 go fuck yourself!" He hung up his phone fast and threw it on his desk shaking my head. "If we can't get a clear picture of the man who rapped that poor women, how are we supposed to find him?"

"The DNA she had on her?" He gave me a nasty look as I sipped my cup and swallowed the liquid slowly, loving every single drop of it.

"Maybe that gas station across the street has a better camera and caught the guy leaving or something." I sat up finishing my cup and nodded quickly turning off my computer screen. "Loges?" I lowered my coffee cup and frowned at him. Carlos stood up, suddenly not at all pissed off, and very happy looking. I casually glanced over my shoulder at Logan who was walking past some other detectives, smiling nicely at them. As Logan got closer to us he raised a small brown paper bag shaking his head.

"You have to stop eating fast food Carlos. And the way to do that is to actually take the lunches I make for you." I smirked seeing Carlos frown and sit back down, pouting. Logan simply put the lunch on his desk and sat in the chair at the end of our pushed together desks. "Still no lead on the case?" Carlos ignored him looking at his computer and I sighed sitting forward.

"He just had a screaming match with a shop owner. He's in a rather piss poor mood." Logan shook his head settiing a hand on Carlos's arm making him look at him.

"Your blood pressure." Carlos couldn't hide the smile as he turned to me pointing at Logan.

"Why would you let me date a doctor?" I laughed out loud standing up and grabbed my coat hanging off the back of my chair.

"Before you guys go kick ass or whatever..." Logan stood up and put his hands in the pockets of his coat. "James has something outside for you." I stopped moving which made Logan laughed and nod. "Be quick about it. James and I are going to be going to lunch before we go Thanksgiving shopping. So chop chop." He nudged me as he walked past, Carlos rushing to him, whispering, what it was James had for me. I pulled on my coat and beanie as I followed out after them knowing if it was anything from James...just him standing there, it would be the best gift ever.

However as I walked out of the station, buttoning up my coat nothing prepared me for what I was seeing. As I stepped off the last few steps I immedietly dropped down into a squatting position. James was leaning agaisnt Logan's sports car holding onto a leesh. At the end of the leesh was a tiny German Shepard puppy. He or she couldn't have been more than 3 months old. But the dog ran to me and lept onto me. I quickly scooped the dog up and stood up running my hands through the fur of the over excited puppy. I let it kiss all over my face, making me laugh and feel nothing but happiness. "So you like her? Think she'll be a good police dog?" I opened my eyes lowering the dog a little, but still holding onto her. I stared at James as he pushed off the car and started to walk towards me. Before he could go any further, a dog i hadn't seen in a month jumped out of the back of Logan's car and rushed to me. I again squatted down letting James's husky whine in my face and give me kisses, just as the other puppy did. "The pound called this morning. Someone found my baby out by his house sort of by the lake. He turned him in and I got him as soon as we picked up this terror." I watched James walk to us bending down behind his dog petting his head.

"It's good to see you buddy." I rubbed up and down his back just as the tiny dog in my arms started barking. Well trying to bark. She was watching people walk by us and barked like crazy seeing it. I smriked looking back at James. "You got this dog for me?" He sighed scooting closer and scratched behind her ears.

"I know...no dog can replace Max but...she was the only one out of her liter who survived. Because they knew she was the runt of the group they sliced the price for me." He put a hand on my face and I couldn't help but look at the panting dog in my arms. "If I hadn't gotten her today they would have sent her to the pound which...you know how well that goes." I shook my head and looked back at James putting my free hand on his dog.

"Thank you babe. This is seriously...the best thing you've ever done for me." He laughed as he leaned in for a kiss and I welcomed it greatly. We didn't kiss long because the dog started barking. I pulled away from him and stood up holding the dog up high kissing onto her little fat belly. I lowered her just as Carlos and Logan got beside us and rubbed James's dog's head and back. "So...what next?" They all looked up at me and I luaghed tucking the dog under my arm. "What are you going to do next?"

"In terms of right now..." Logan linked arms with James and started to pull him back. I smiled as James walked backwards waving softly. "We have a lunch to devor and a grocery list to crush. See you guys later." Logan gently shoved James to the passenger door still open and I laughed watching him give Logan a dirty look. As they got in the car, James's dog jumping in the back a loud bass heavy song filled the car. They put on seatbelts and started laughing at something to themselves, which only made my heart burst even more. To see James happy, and at ease again, almost compeltly back to normal made me so happy it almost hurt. I waved once at James who was waving at me, as Logan peeled off the curb and sped off. Way over speed limit. Right in front of a police station. I shook my head turning to Carlos who was smiling looking out at the street where Logan's car just was.

"So..." He turned to me and smiled big walking to the puppy in my arms letting her kiss his face. "It looks like we got a new recuit. You wanna help me train her?" He nodded turning me so we could walk to his car.

"Of course. But I do have a few rules." I nodded as I opened my door looking at him as he walked to his. "One...if she pisses anywhere in this car, at any point, I'm beating your ass." I smirked but nodded. "And two..." He leaned agaisnt the hood of his open door and grinned at me slipping on some sun glasses. "I want a fucking greasy burger and a large mikshake for lunch. And if you tell Logan I'm beating your ass." I laughed out loud as I started to bend over to get in the car, him doing the same. As I sat donw, keeping the puppy close to me I felt something wet on my leg, run down to the seat under me. I looked over at him and couldn't help but laugh. He gave me a weird look as he turned on his car and I put my head back.

"Well...I can promise Logan won't knwo abotu the burgers but..." I raised my dog who whined. Carlos groaned getting out of his car fast telling me he was going to go get napkins. I got back out of the car and kissed her head, closing her eyes. "Good girl."

The END!