Dominoes

Disclaimer: I do not own anything or anyone from Big Time Rush. I just own Andrew and the plot.

Last time…

"You don't tell Andrew Ford to stop when he's in the middle of his work, got it?"

Andrew Ford, a middle age male serial killer. He picked his victims off the street of Los Angles and tortured them on the spot till they begged for death.

He had already killed twelve people…and Logan was going to be his thirteenth victim.

It had been two years since Kendall, James, and Carlos began working around the law to find Andrew Ford.

Kendall Knight was an eighteen year old man who felt like he was trapped inside a child's body.

Ever since Logan's death, Carlos had become a silent shadow.

"Come on Kendall. There's only one question here. Is anything real in life, or is it all our imaginations?"

Silence has become the replacement for Logan.

Even since Logan's death, James had to be the strong one of the group.

"He's gone Knight. And he isn't coming back to you, ever."

"I'm only here for one reason, Kendall."

"Yeah, and what's that?"

"Because you want me here."

"That was the police on the phone, Kendall. They just found a body dumped in a river, and they confirmed it be Logan's."

"Isn't death a funny thing?" Andrew began. "One minute we are here, then the next were gone. No matter how old we are, people still believe whenever someone dies they went too soon."

"You and your friends are like dominoes. One by one, you will all fall down…dead."

Carlos fell to the floor, trying to get his breath back. Kendall's fist hit his stomach, knocking the wind out of him.

"Positive! James, we found him. We finally found him."

"No games tonight Ford." Kendall said stepping forward. "This all ends tonight. Your killing, your games. You're not hurting anyone ever again."

"Do you and your little Scooby Doo gang not get it yet Kendall? I always win. Never lost yet."

…James gasped and struggled for air.

Ford tore a gun out of his back pocket, unlocked the safety button, and fired.

James screamed in agony as he fell to the floor.

…another bullet flying out of it and lodging itself into Kendall's shoulder.

"How am I feeling? You got shot in the shoulder and still punched a man to he passed out."

"We can start over. Get back to the old days. Go to college, play hockey, sing a little bit. We can be ourselves, not the hollow shells we have been for the past two years."

"Ford escaped prison!"

Kendall found himself staring into a pair of dark brown.

The picture frame dropped, shattering into a million pieces the wooden floor.

"For some moments in life there are no words." ~David Seltzer, Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory

Chapter One

Him

It was him.

"No." Kendall thought to himself.

"Kendall…" The boy whispered out before collapsing into Kendall's arms.

Kendall could feel his heartbeat beating hard in his chest. Kendall dragged the boy into the living, placing him on the couch. Kendall heard Carlos come in after him and gasp before running back to the kitchen to get James. Kendall just stared at the unconscious boy in disbelief.

It was Logan.

Kendall listened as James quickly worked his crutches down the hall and into the room. He heard James fall in shock to the floor and Carlos helped him up and over to a chair.

It was Logan.

It was Logan.

It was Logan.

"How…" Carlos said.

The boys sat in silence, staring at their lost friend. Logan's face was covered in bruises and cuts. There were scars all over his arms and one scar on his jaw. His dark brown hair was as long as James's hair before James cut it. Logan skin was pale and he looked thinner than ever. The only thing that hadn't changed about Logan was his eyes. The were the same innocent ones Kendall remembered.

"Whose body did the police find then?" James asked.

"They must have done DNA testing wrong. He's back. He's back. He's back." Carlos chanted over and over again.

Kendall couldn't believe it either. Logan was supposed to be dead. Yet he was here. Ford must have been holding him hostage somewhere. And he escaped. Logan was back for real this time.

And Kendall refused to lose him again.

Logan began to stir. His eyes fluttered open. His face was scrunched up in pain, but once Logan seem to process where he was, he relaxed. He sat up slowly, wincing in pain.

"Logan…how?" James asked.

Kendall watched as Logan looked over at James, relaxing at little more realizing it was his friend.

"James…" Logan croaked out before he erupted into a coughing fit.

Carlos quickly jumped up to get Logan a cup of water. Kendall ran over and patted Logan and rubbed his back, attempting to calm his friend.

Carlos ran back in as quickly as he left, a glass of water now in his hand. He kneeled in front of Logan brought the cup out to Logan's chapped lips. Logan greedily drank the water like he hadn't drunk in weeks. Then Kendall realized he probably hadn't.

"Logan, it's me Kendall? Do you remember me?" Kendall asked Logan once he finished his glass of water.

Logan nodded his head slowly. Then he began shaking uncontrollably. Kendall pulled a blanket off the back of the couch and wrapped it around the shaking boy. Logan slowly started to calm down.

James pulled his chair forward and leaned forward in it before speaking directly to Logan.

"Logan…I know this may be hard, but can you tell us how you got out? Or where you have been?" James asked softly.

Logan took a deep breathe and then the phone rang. Kendall picked with the cream white one that they had in the living room.

"Hello?" Kendall said into the receiver.

"I want back what you took from me!" Andrew Ford's voice hissed on the other end.

"What did we take?" Kendall said playing stupid.

"You know what you took Knight!" Ford screamed. He took a deep breath then continued "And I want it back. And if I have to kill thousands before I do, then that's what I will do. So instead of risking all those lives, why do you just give me back what's mine?"

"We didn't take anything. And he's not yours. He's his own person, not your possession. So why don't you just head back to jail and save yourself the hassle."

"I will get it back Knight. And if I have to pry it from your cold dead fingers, than that's what I will do!" Ford said before hanging up.

Kendall slammed the phone down and turned around. Carlos had one arm draped over Logan. James was holding Logan's hands in his. But Logan seemed to be in his own little world. James and Carlos both nodded their heads, signaling they knew Ford was on the phone. And he wanted Logan back. But Ford wasn't there main issue right now; finding out what happened to Logan and healing him was the matter at hand.

Kendall took his place next to Logan again on the couch.

"Logan? Hey buddy, look at me?" Kendall said.

Logan slowly pried his eyes away from the floor and looked Kendall in the eye. Kendall searched Logan's eyes for anything, but found his eyes to be clouded and blocking everything. It pained Kendall to see him like this.

"Logan, we need you to tell us what happened the night Ford attacked you. We can't keep you safe if you don't tell s what happened. Can you do that for us?"

Logan took shaky breath, and then opened his mouth to speak of the horror he had been living for the past two years.