Hello loyal readers. Special thanks today to XeroPrime for pointing out the whole Henderson thing. Haha, I don't know what I was thinking. I never even noticed that I'd used his real name. Thanks once again to everyone who reviewed. I really value the input. On with the fic!

Disclaimer: I own nothing, except for Jackie, and he's actually starting to grow on me.

Kendall's POV

Jackie looked up at us, half sneeringly half nervously, "What do you want?"

We all stood grouped around him, I don't want to say menacingly, but we must have been pretty intimidating. "You're up Jackie," I said. "Time to get in the game."

He blanched, "Uh-uh. No way, you said I never had to leave the bench."

"Please Jackie," Carlos intervened. "We need you."

"Yeah, Jackie," James cut in, "do it for Logan."

Jackie sighed obnoxiously, but I could see him caving in. Logan was the reason he'd joined the team in the first place. He made an effort to talk to Jackie, when no one else would. Not that there was anything wrong with him; he just didn't seem to like other people, or care if he had any friends. Logan somehow managed to convince him that joining the team would be good for him, in addition to being good for us. Now he looked up at me, slightly less derisively, and asked, "What do I have to do?"

Logan's POV

I stared up at the doctor trying my best to appear healthy and uninjured. I had to get back out there. My friends needed me. We weren't complete unless all four of us were together. If Carlos was the energy that fueled us, James the force that drove us, Kendall the organizer that shaped us, then I was the reason that kept us founded. I had to get back out there.

The medic held one hand on his jaw, looking conflicted. I held my breath waiting for his response. Finally he looked down at me, meeting my eyes. "If I say yes," I brightened immediately. "If I say yes," he reiterated, "you have to promise me that you will go to the hospital immediately after the game ends. No hanging around waiting for congratulations or talking with your buddies. Do you understand me?"

I nodded so hard I must have looked like a bobble head. "Thanks Doc, I swear I'll go straight to the hospital after we win." He smiled slightly at that. "Am I free to go then?"

He sighed seeming pained, "Yes, go on. If you don't win though…" he muttered.

I laughed, "Never fear Doc. We're unstoppable." I hopped off the stretcher or tried to anyway. My ribs were having none of it, and it didn't help that my arm was in a sling, at least it was my left arm, or I'd really have a problem. The medic steadied me when I finally managed to slide off. He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but thought better of it. He settled for patting my shoulder and turning to repack his medical supplies.

I squared my shoulders, mentally checking myself over. I took a deep breath then pushed through the doors.

Kendall's POV

I told Jackie all he had to do was stand near the net and hit the puck away if it came near him. He had grunted some sort of acknowledgement, but I'm not sure if he actually understood what I said. He was looking kind of pale.

I skated to the center line, facing off against the opposing team captain. He smirked at me, "I hope your little friend is okay. Tony didn't mean to get so rough with him."

I nearly lost it right there, but kept my cool. I gave him my signature eyebrow raise. "Are you under the impression that you still stand a chance against us?" I moved till we were inches away from each other, "You hurt my friend. You're lucky you're even walking right now."

The ref blew his whistle, and we both settled into position, glaring at each other. The puck dropped, and I was instantly in control. I strong-armed my way past my opponent and got almost all the way to the net before passing to Carlos. He skated around the back of the net, passed to James, and we had scored. We were still up by three points and had no intention of relinquishing our lead.

Five minutes into the last period, despite out best intentions, we were struggling. Carlos, James, and I were trying to be everywhere at once, but our lack of a fourth competent player was starting to show. Jackie was trying; I think he actually was, but he was no Logan. He swung wildly at the puck whenever it came near him, and did manage to keep it away from the net for the most part, but was otherwise almost completely useless. The three of us were exhausted, and it showed on our haggard faces. I didn't know how we were going to keep this up, until I heard the voice.

Logan's POV

"Come on guys!" I yelled from the bench area. "You can take them!"

I saw Kendall turn to look at me incredulously, a huge grin breaking across his face. "Logan!"

"Keep your head in the game! They're about to score!" Kendall took off down the ice, that huge grin still plastered on his face and a new vigor in his strides.

From then on the game was transformed. Once James and Carlos caught site of me, they got goofy grins similar to Kendall's. They were seemingly giddy with relief at seeing me conscious again.

While I'd been gone, the other team had managed to tie up the game. It was currently 8 to 8. There was about a minute on the clock. Kendall was trying to wrestle the puck from one of the opposing players and was being none too gentle about it. He finally wrested it from him, and shot it to James. James nearly lost it, but managed to hold on to it long enough to pass it back to Kendall. Carlos was down by the net trying to shake off a very determined defender, but not succeeding. Kendall skated slowly, trying to come up with a plan.

I don't know where the sudden realization came from, but I knew how they could win the game. "Jackie! Jackie!" I shouted trying to get his attention.

He glanced at me, but didn't move. "Jackie, you have to get down there! Go stand down by the net, okay?"

He looked at me questioningly, but did as I instructed. I hoped I was right and that it would be enough to win us the game.

Kendall's POV

I almost yelled in frustration. Carlos and James were both covered, two guys were coming at me, and we were a running out of time! I had to make a move, fast, or this game wasn't going to end well. Finally making a decision, I rushed the net, hoping to get a shot off before I got clobbered. I took the shot and was promptly sandwiched between the two players I'd seen coming. I landed on the ice, expecting the worst, but instead I heard a gasp. Looking up I saw the last site I'd been expecting.

Jackie, the one person nobody had been paying attention to, was standing by the net with the puck in front of him. He smirked at all of us before gently pushing it in.

Logan's POV

I stood on the side lines yelling for all I was worth. With Jackie's final shot the buzzer sounded, ending the game. We won. We won! James and Carlos were jumping up and down hugging each other. Jackie was still standing by the net smirking; it might have almost been a smile. The other team was skating off the ice dejectedly. Kendall vaulted the divider and pulled me into a tight hug. "Ow, ow, ow!"

Kendall backed off immediately, but he didn't stop grinning. "Sorry," he said, hugging me more gently. Carlos and James screamed over. Kendall had to fend them off so they wouldn't crack anymore of my ribs. When all the hugging ended, Kendall turned to me. "Looks like you helped us win the game after all."

"What?" I asked confused.

"You told Jackie what to do, didn't you?"

"Oh that," I looked across the rink embarrassedly. "Yeah, but he was still the one that scored the winning shot."

"He did, but if it weren't for your strategy Logan, we wouldn't have won."

I blushed and muttered something unintelligible.

Kendall just laughed, but let it drop. "Well boys, we have more pressing issues to discuss." We all looked at him expectantly. "How are we going to get these jerks back?"

To all of our surprise, Carlos spoke up immediately, "I've got an idea. My dad knows this guy who works with poisonous fire ants."

Kendall grinned, "Oh really…"

The end! I know I kind of set it up for more, but this just seemed like a good place to stop. I hope you all liked it. Please read and review. As always be brutally honest. I won't promise not to make small effigies of you all that I'll poke repeatedly with pins, but someday I'll appreciate the feedback!