Yay! I`m finally out of that awful writers block! I have nothing else to do, so I figured I would update! This is really hard to tell you guys... But... This is going to be the last chapter of 'I need You Now' :'( But I have other story ideas and I think you guys will LOVE them! So this last chapter should be pretty good... Enjoy and review!

It had been 4 days since James had gotten sick. But now, he was feeling much better! No stuffy nose, no puking, not headache, no sickness. He finally felt normal.

Well whatever normal is for the four hockey heads.

"James, you look like you`re feeling better. So I`m going to take your temperature." Logan said, walking into the room where James was, holding the thermometer.

James allowed Logan to put the white thermometer under his tongue. The two waited impatiently for about 30 seconds for the thermometer to beep.

Logan pulled the thermometer out from under James` tongue and read what the screen said out loud.

"Well, No fever, you`re 98.3." Logan said, a smile planted across his face. James sighed in relief. No more sickness for these boys!

"So does that mean I can go play street hockey with you guys now?" James asked, only hoping for a yes.

Logan wanted to say no, but he had just gotten over being sick and he knew how he wanted to hang out with his friends again. Aside of them taking care of him.

"Sure." Logan said, a little pause in his voice. But James thought nothing of it. He immediately ran outside to where Carlos and Kendall were playing street hockey and joined them. Logan watched from inside.

The brunette sat down on the couch and started to go through the roller coaster that was his life.

"Hey Mommy, when I grow up, I want to be a police person just like you!" 3 year old little Logan Mitchell told his Mother from the back seat of the van.

Mrs. Mitchell smiled and looked at her adorable son through the rear view mirror.

"I-" Mrs. Mitchell started to say but was fiercely interrupted by a high pitched scream, flashes of light, and darkness.

A drunk man in a pickup up truck lost control of the car, and had a head- by head collision with a van. A van only to be, The Mitchell`s.

"Come on, little boy, we have to get you to your daddy. Do you have a Daddy?" A man in a blue uniform asked Logan.

Logan did not know what was going on! He remembered telling his mom he wanted to be just like her when he grew up, then screaming. That`s all.

"I- I want my Mommy!" Logan screamed, wanting his mother very bad. All he wanted was to lay down in his mother`s lap and sing with her.

"I`m really sorry but... Your Mommy`s an angel now..." The man said. Logan knew his mommy was an angel! She was perfect!

WAIT! An angel... That meant...

A tear ran down Logan`s cheek as he took in that awful memory.

He remembered his father telling him that he was the cause of his mother`s death too. That really hurt Logan`s heart.

"Logan!" A familiar voice called out. Logan shook his head out of his deep thought, only to see Kendall and Carlos standing there, Logan`s hockey stick in Carlos` hands. They smiled at him.

"Come on Logie, let`s go play hockey."

The rest of the night, the four boys hung out and played hockey together, leaving all of their problems in the penalty box.

Wow! Short last chapter! Sorry about that! I hope you liked the penalty box thing! Hockey talk! Well, I hope you guys liked this story! I have other story ideas too... I hope you guys could drop a few reviews! Bye!

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