This is my first BTR story, and I am kind of nervous. I have to say that I am in love with aghast with Carlos, though, but everyone has done it before! I hope that my plot isn't that predictable.

In my story Katie is seventeen, Carlos is nineteen, and James and Kendall are twenty one while Logan is twenty. If you think about it, it really could make sense this way.

Disclaimer: I do not own Big Time Rush

"How the hell could you do this, Carlos? She is a fucking baby." Kendall's voice was dangerously low and his breathing quickened. There wasn't anyone around in the apartment that the singing group shared with Kendall's mother and sister – James was at some modeling shoot, Logan was at a medical class and Katie went out to lunch with her mother. Mrs. Knight wasn't like this when they had told her. She was calm about it, unlike Kendall.

Carlos instinctively took a step back, backing into a corner. "Kendall, I'm sorry..." He started; his voice barely a whisper. Kendall stared at him, venom clear in his eyes. "YOU'RE SORRY? YOU RAPED MY SISTER AND ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY IS THAT YOU ARE SORRY?" Kendall screamed. "I didn't rape her," Carlos protested. Kendall leaned in, breathing in Carlos' face.

"We were at Camille's party a few months ago, and a slow song came on, and Kate and I were dancing, and she told me that she loved me, and, and, I love her too, so we -" He was cut off by Kendall throwing a punch to his face. "I DON'T WANT TO HEAR THE FUCKING DETAILS!" He screamed, throwing a punch to Carlos' stomach. The Latino boy doubled over in pain. He wanted to scream out when Kendall threw a kick to his stomach. Carlos struggled to breathe and Kendall continued to kick him, not noticing when the door to the apartment opened.

Logan's eyes bugged out of his face, and James was frozen. They had both finished their activities and had headed up to the apartment, not expecting the sight before them. Carlos was on the ground, lying on his side, his mouth open as he groaned. His left eye looked to be swelling shut, and his lip was cut. Kendall stood above him, throwing hard kicks to his stomach. Logan snapped out of it when he saw Carlos beginning to cough up blood.

"Kendall, stop!" He yelled out, running into the room. James still couldn't process what was going on. Why the hell would Kendall be hitting Carlos? "HE STOLE MY SISTER'S VIRGENTY! I CANT BELIEVE YOU, OF ALL PEOPLE, CARLOS, COULD DO SOMETHING SO DISCUGSTING!" He looked down at Carlos, finally stopping. Carlos clutched his stomach, looking up at Kendall with fear in his eyes.

"YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT A BLOW JOB IS!" Kendall screamed. He looked as if he were about to kick Carlos again, but James lunged forward, tackling Kendall to the ground. Carlos felt as if he couldn't breathe. The last thing that he remembered was watching James throw a punch to Kendall's nose while Logan bent down in front of him, a worried expression on his face.

"So, remind me again why you don't want us to take you to the hospital?" Logan asked, trying to sound nonchalant. Carlos lay next to him on the couch, the giant wound on his stomach wrapped tightly in bandages. He held an ice pack to his eye, wincing in pain ever so often. The Motrin that Logan had given him was wearing off. Carlos let out a long sigh. "I don't want Katie to worry if she comes home and finds out that I had to go to the emergency room."

James was staring at the TV, looking over at Carlos every minute or so. He was trying to take his mind off of Kendall, who had locked himself in his room and was icing his nose. A satisfied smile grew across James' face when he remembered the sound of the crunch he heard while punching Kendall's face. The smile quickly disappeared. He shouldn't be thinking things like this about Kendall, one of his best friends, but he can't help himself. The way that he was treating Carlos… a question came to mind. He turned to Carlos, who was trying to sit up. "Carlos, lay down…" He exclaimed, worried. Carlos looked up at him and rolled his eyes, lying back down.

James couldn't understand why he wouldn't want to go to the emergency room. He had missed the explanation that Carlos had given Logan, for he had been lost too deep in thought. James stared at Carlos as he tried to make himself comfortable on the couch now that Logan had gotten up to try and make dinner. Carlos noticed him staring. His big brown eyes slowly moving up to meet James' hazel ones. James couldn't shake the thought that Carlos looked so innocent – what could he have possibly done to make Kendall so upset? "What happened that got him so pissed off at you?" He asked bluntly.

Carlos quickly looked away. He was silent for a few moments before mumbling, "Katie", so softly that James had to strain his ears to hear him. The Latino boy closed his eyes, which James took as a sign not to ask any more questions. James leaned back in his seat, stumped. Carlos wouldn't do anything illegal or…

James shrugged to himself and got up, walking over to Logan in the kitchen. He couldn't tell what Logan was trying to make, but he didn't care. He wouldn't eat any of it, anyway. He stood behind Logan for a moment, deciding whether or not to ask Logan. Would Logan even know? But Logan knew everything… a little bit more than James, anyway.

"Logan?"
Logan almost dropped the pack of corndogs that he was trying to defrost when he heard James. He placed the package on a counter before turning to James. "Yeah?"
James took a deep breath. Why was this so hard for him to ask? It was just Logan, and it was about Carlos and Kendall, two of his best friends.

"Do you know why Kendall is so pissed off at Carlos?" I asked. Logan froze in place. "Well, I guess that I have a pretty good theory…" James waited for Logan to answer his question as Logan cleared his throat. "Well, Carlos and Katie did…. Something, that you should always….be protected while you do it….and it resulted in Katie….becoming similar to some girls that you see on MTV..." Logan's voice trailed off as he looked over at Carlos, who was snoring softly on the couch.

"What?" James exclaimed. Why didn't Logan always have to explain things so that people couldn't understand what he was saying?
Logan took a deep breath. "Uh, Katie and Carlos had a little too much fun at Camille's party a few months ago, if you know what I mean." Logan explained, feeling uncomfortable speaking about this. He didn't want to tell Carlos and Kate's business without permission, but James had a right to know.

James' eyes widened as he suddenly understood. "So they didn't use a condom?" He asked. Logan winced at the sound of the word. He felt so uncomfortable about sex – talk. Logan shrugged. "I guess s, because if they did, I doubt that they would be having this problem right now."

James tried to understand this all. "So, you're saying Katie is pregnant?" Logan nodded slowly, and then went back to preparing the corndogs. James was still leaning on the counter, thinking. "But Katie isn't a baby. She's seventeen, and Carlos is only a few years older than her. It's not like he was like…..eight years older and raped her or something…" Logan nodded in agreement.

"Hey! How do you know, and I don't?" James exclaimed, feeling left out. He had been the last to find out, and James Diamond was never the last to find out these things. Logan turned away from him and shrugged. "Someone had to buy the pregnancy test for her," He reasoned. James' eyes narrowed; and he was about to say that he could help, too, but he spun around when he heard the sound of the door closing. . Logan placed the bag of corndogs down – again.

They walked back over to the couch and found that instead of Carlos, there were two notes in his place. James groaned. "He needs to sleep, or lay down, or something." He picked up one of the notes. "Guys, I'm going out. Left a note for Katie." James read out loud. He looked down to the note that must've been for Katie. He threw the note on the ground. "I'm gonna get him," He mumbled, heading for the door. He stopped when he felt Logan's hand on his shoulder. "Maybe he needs to take a walk or something, after what happened. I think that it would be good for him." Logan gave James a small smile to which he rolled his eyes at. "Yeah, whatever. I'm gonna go down to the pool." He walked out of the room and slammed the door.

"Hey everybody, we're home!" Katie announced as she walked through the door of the apartment. She was welcomed by silence, and she thought she heard a cricket in the background. "Well, don't all jump at once." She muttered, walking into the kitchen. Mrs. Knight shook her head at her seventeen year old daughter. Her pregnant seventeen year old daughter. She sighed and walked into her room. "Hey, Logan," Katie greeted.

Logan tried to smile at her, but Katie could see that something had happened by the look in his eye. Logan looked nervous and worried as he fiddled with a package of corndogs. Wait; Logan never cooked corndogs. He had absolutely no idea how to. So why would he be attempting this now?

"Logan, what happened?" Katie asked. Logan pretended to looked surprised. "What happened? Nothing happened. Nothing at all. Everyone's happy and having a great time doing…whatever they're doing." Logan mumbled. Nice excuse.

Katie's eyes narrowed. She was a pregnant woman with raging hormones, and Logan did not want to get her upset. "Where are they, Logan?" She asked in a strangely quiet voice. Logan shrugged; glad to have something easier to lie about. "James went down to the pool….Kendall is in his room and Carlos went out." He tried to make sense of the directions on the pack of corndogs in front of him. Why was this so complicated?

Katie shrugged, and went over to the couch. Logan let out a sigh of relief as she left. There was no way that he could have kept that up much longer.

He was about to ask Katie how the hell you were supposed to defrost the corndogs when Kendall walked in, the ice pack still on his nose. "Shit," Logan mumbled to himself.
Kendall saw that Katie was home, and walked up to her. "Why, Katie?" He asked. Katie sat up and stared at her brother. He looked pretty aggravated about something. No, aggravated didn't quite cut it. More like angry with the world.

"You're gonna have to be a little bit more specific," She laughed, hoping to make Kendall feel better. Kendall just glared at her. "You're seventeen! How the hell could you be having a baby with Carlos?" He screamed. Katie's eyes widened; and her head whipped towards Logan in the kitchen. "You told him?" She screamed, getting off of the couch to slug Logan.

Logan dropped the pan of corndogs he was holding. "At this rate, I won't ever finish these things." He thought to himself. "I didn't! I promised you that I wouldn't!" He defended himself. Kendall walked in behind Katie, his arms folded. "So Logan knew about this before me? Your big brother?" Katie tried to remain cool, her brown ponytail whipping her neck as she turned her head to Kendall.

"He got me the pregnancy test. I knew that you would be a little….overprotective about it, so I was going to tell you tonight. I guess that dream was crushed." She face palmed. Then she had a thought, a horrible thought. She looked back up at Kendall with wide eyes. "What did you do?" She asked. Kendall scoffed. "Me? No, I didn't do anything. Carlos was the one who got you pregnant."

Katie wacked Kendall's shoulder, but didn't stick around to watch him wince. She was headed out of the room. "I swear Kendall, if you hurt him, I'll kill you!" She yelled as she slammed the door behind herself.

Kendall stared after her. "Well, that was a very loving gesture." Logan shook his head and wacked his friend's shoulder, fleeing the room and the corndogs, along with a suprised Kendall. He was just trying to protect Katie. That wasn't a bad thing...right?

"Katie, I'm sure that he just…went for a walk or something." Logan tried to reassure her, patting her on the back. Katie was trying to hold back tears, to look tough, but it wasn't exactly working. The tears pooled in her eyes, threatening to roll over. "Who goes on a fucking walk for four fucking hours?" Katie screamed. James took a step away from her, but stared at her worriedly. "Is it the hormones?" He asked softly.

"SHUT UP!" Katie screamed, the tears rolling down her cheeks. Her hair was out of her ponytail, and she looked like a mess. Mrs. Knight shook her head. "I'm sure that he wouldn't run away or anything, honey. He seems really devoted to you, and your baby." She smiled gently.

"It's not him leaving me that I'm worried about. What if he was like, taken or something?" Katie sobbed into Logan's shoulder, squeezing James's hand so hard that he was wincing and clenching his teeth.
Logan patted her back again. "Relax Katie; I'm sure that isn't the case. That wouldn't happen to Carlos." He said in a soothing voice.

James nodded in agreement. "I mean, who would want to kidnap Carlos? For sex? I mean, he doesn't know what a blow job is…or how to put a condom on properly, obviously. It would make way more sense if they tried to kidnap me." Mrs. Knight wacked James upside the head, and Katie's tearstained face slowly turned up at him and glared. Even with the tears still rolling down her face, Katie could pull off the deathly glare. "Okay, not what I meant…." Logan shook his head at James. "Uh, I think that I'll just try to make the corndogs…"

Forty four hours later, a missing persons report was filed for Carlos Garcia. Of course, some people did think that Carlos left Katie because she was pregnant, especially Kendall, her older brother. When Carlos didn't come back after two years, this theory seemed to be the case. But I know that he would never leave me. He has to be somewhere out there, and I am going to find him.

Sorry if this is lame. I just have had this idea for a while now, and I wanted to write it. The last part in italics is Katie narrating, by the way. So… again, sorry if there are some stories like this one. Stories and books can be similar though, right?

Anyways…..should I continue?