"What is taking them so long?" James asked, impatiently glancing at the clock on his phone. "We're gonna be late for dinner."

"Logan said he was helping Katie fix her dress or some girly thing…I tuned it out," Kendall mumbled around the chips in his mouth before stuffing another handful into it, "and last time I saw Carlos, he was tangled in his tie."

James sighed, "Well, they better hurry up. They're taking longer than me."

Kendall snorted, "I'm starting to realize why my mom took a separate car."

The pretty boy nodded in agreement then sighed in relief when Carlos finally emerged, fully dressed in his tux, but his tie in his hand, "Jaaaames," he whined.

"I got it," he chuckled; helping the short boy put on his tie, doing a cute nursery rhyme in hopes that it will help him remember. "You know, I won't always be around to tie your ties," James smirked.

Carlos grinned cheekily, "Yes, you will." James just shook his head.

"Did you see Logan and Katie?" Kendall asked and Carlos shrugged.

"I think they're in the bathroom."

The blond turned to look at the closed bathroom door then knocked, "Logie?"

"Just a minute," Logan called back.

"But Logie, we're-"

"Just a minute!"

Kendall raised his hands, backing away from the door and going back to his bag of chips. "Geez, Logan's been wound up lately," James commented.

"Yeah, I know," Kendall sighed, "he's been snapping at me for no reason."

"Me, too."

"To be fair, Carlos, you did get milk on his homework again," James shrugged.

Carlos gaped, "I forgot helmet have holes, okay?"

Katie walked out of the bathroom, letting out a breath and smiling at the guys. All three of them smiled widely at the sight of their little sister—who actually wasn't so little anymore—standing in front of them in the gown she was wearing to dinner. "Katie, you look so grown up!" Carlos cooed, making the brunette roll her eyes.

"I guess we're gonna have to start calling her Katherine now," James sighed.

"Shut up," Katie then turned to face Kendall who was oddly quiet. "How do I look big brother?" Kendall shrugged, looking momentarily speechless as he shook his head. "You're not gonna start crying are you?" Katie teased.

"No," Kendall turned away from his teenage, subtly wiping at his eyes and stuffing more chips into his mouth. "Where's Logan?" he quickly changed the subject.

"Here I am," Logan came out of the bathroom, smoothing down his tux with a sigh. The brunet's expression turned irritated when he saw his boyfriend with a large bag of chips in his hands. "Kendall, we're about to go to dinner! Why are you eating chips?"

"I'm preparing my belly," the blond said with a mouth full of the junk food.

Logan rolled his eyes, snatching the bag from him to put them away. When he turned back around Kendall was wiping his hands on his pants. "Kendall!"

"What?"

The brunet stomped away, and Katie followed, leaving three confused boys behind. Kendall sighed, letting the attitude go for the moment, but deciding that he would talk to Logan about it later, "let's just go."

"Uh…" the two tallest members of their group turned to Carlos who was smiling sheepishly, "I have to pee."

Kendall groaned and James chuckled, "hurry."

Carlos nodded, running to the bathroom to do his business. Kendall tapped his fingers against the counter as he waited. After a few minutes he turned to James, "it's a good thing he doesn't have to take off his tie to pee. We'd never get to dinner."

James let out a short laugh just as Carlos came out of the bathroom, holding something. "Good," the pretty boy sighed, "let's go."

"I know what's wrong with Logan," Carlos looked up at them with worried eyes.

"What?"

"He's pregnant."

Kendall started choking on air and James raised a curious brow. "Carlos…Logan can't get pregnant."

"But look!" Carlos held out the pregnancy test that showed a little pink plus. "It explains why he's so snappy with us and what he's been whispering about with Katie all week."

When Kendall finally got his bearings, he glared at his short friend. "Logan is not pregnant! Not only is it impossible, but…h-he would tell me about this! …Wouldn't he?" He looked to James with worried eyes.

The taller shrugged. "It does explain a lot—mood swings…and Logan has gained a little weight."

"And he threw up a lot last month!" Carlos added.

"He had the stomach flu!" Kendall groaned, "I don't want to talk about this. We need to hurry up. We're already late."

When the group got to the dinner that Gustavo, reluctantly, agreed to take them to and pay for as a thanks for working so hard, Kendall noticed that Logan seemed much happier, and was being more affectionate with him. While he appreciated it and was glad that Logan was happy again, he found it weird, seeing as the genius was mad at him just minutes before.

James and Carlos gave him a look, muttering, "Mood swings."

When they were ordering, Logan ordered spaghetti and meat balls and asked for chocolate sauce on the side. James and Carlos eyed Kendall from across the table, both mouthing, "cravings."

"Logie…isn't chocolate sauce and spaghetti kind of a weird combination?" Kendall asked slowly.

The brunet glared at his boyfriend, "What's wrong with that? I can't eat what I want now?"

"No, I…" he heard Carlos and James mumbling about mood swings again but ignored them, "I-I just thought-"

"I don't need your opinion on what I eat Kendall," Logan then turned away from Kendall to talk to Katie, totally ignoring him for the rest of dinner.

The entire table almost gagged when Logan asked for olives on his cheese cake. They stared at him when the strange dessert arrived—even the waiter wanted to stay and watch him eat it. Logan's eyes shifted around the table then he slowly took a bite of the dessert, swallowing with a blank expression.

Kendall thought it was disgusting, but after last time, he wasn't about to say it out loud.

The entire way home, Carlos and James were in Kendall's ear, telling him to confront Logan about the pregnancy. The blond was still hesitant about it, but agreed, just to get them off of his back. When they got home and Mrs. Knight and Katie went straight to bed, while Kendall, James, and Carlos stayed in the living room and asked Logan to stay behind as well.

"What's up, guys?" the genius looked to them with innocent eyes.

"Well, uh…" Kendall started, rubbing the back of his neck, "you know I love you no matter what, Logie, and whatever is going on we can get through it."

Logan looked confused, "Uh…okay…"

"And we can always be honest with each other no matter what, so…"

Carlos cut in, "are you pregnant?"

"Carlos!"

"What?"

"These guys seem to think that you're p-pre…having a baby," Kendall laughed uneasily, stepping forward to grab his boyfriend's hands, "ar-are you having a baby, Logie?"

The genius gave the blond an incredulous look. "Yes, Kendall, I'm pregnant."

He gulped. "R-really? B-because that's okay! We-"

"I'm not pregnant, idiot!" Logan punched his boyfriend in the arm; "you're all idiots!" he glared at James and Carlos. "Were you absent the day they taught you that men couldn't get pregnant?"

"No, we just thought…"

When Kendall trailed off, James picked up, "you've been snapping at us lately, eating weird food at the restaurant, and you've put on a little weight…"

"I have not!" Logan looked down at himself with a frown. "Have I?"

"No, Logan, you're beautiful," Kendall smiled at him, placing a kiss to his forehead.

"But you were throwing up a lot last month," Carlos said, "what about that?"

Logan rolled his eyes, "I had the stomach flu! I can promise you guys I'm not pregnant."

"Then what about the pregnancy test?" James raised a suspicious brow at the smart boy.

Logan's eyes widened, "W-what pregnancy test?"

James went off the grab the pregnancy test Carlos found as he explained how they found it, and before they went to dinner, hid it in the kitchen drawer. "How do you explain that?" He held the little plastic thing to Logan.

"I, uh…" Logan fingered the item nervously.

Kendall looked at his boyfriend with concerned eyes, "Logie…what aren't you telling me?"

"I just…" Logan sighed, "I promised her I wouldn't say anything."

"Who?" the other three asked.

"Katie," Logan admitted, "Katie's pregnant."

...

Logan finished brushing his teeth with a sigh. He was glad that no one else was up at the moment and he could have a few moments of piece. Last night was spent calming Kendall down after breaking the news. The blond immediately wanted to storm into Katie's room and yell, but the genius convinced him to go to bed and cool off with the promise of being able to talk to Katie. But Logan lied awake in bed, thinking…possibly thinking too much. Unfortunately, Kendall wasn't awake to tell him that he was thinking too much so he only continued to think until he drifted off to sleep.

He was awakened just four hours later by a churning in his stomach and had to climb over Kendall and make a beeline to the bathroom, all without making a sound. The brunet slowly left the bathroom, deciding to just relax on the couch while he waited for everyone else to wake up. The sun was already peeking through the curtains, so it wasn't like he was getting to back sleep any time soon.

The first person to wake up was Katie and Logan bit his lip nervously as the teen walked through the apartment. "K-Katie...?" he called her shakily.

The brunette girl looked up from the bowl of cereal she was making and shook her head at her brother's boyfriend. "I'm not making you anything gross," she deadpanned.

"No, just…come here," he scooted over so that there was more room for Katie to sit down. "Kendall found the pregnancy test last night."

"That's great!" Katie grinned. "So, you guys talked?"

"Not exactly," Logan rubbed his hands together nervously, "I told him that you were pregnant."

Katie promptly spit out the cereal that was in her mouth, and Logan had to look away, breathing deeply in order to keep from gagging. "Logan!" she yelled, "I'm only sixteen!"

"I know."

"Do you know how pissed Kendall will be?"

"But you didn't see his face, Katie!" Logan groaned into his hands, already feeling tears building in his eyes—stupid hormones. "That idiot actually believed that I was pregnant and…his face when I told him I was…"

Katie's head tilted in confusion. "So you told him you were pregnant?"

"Yeah," Logan's face twisted in frustration, "I did it jokingly, just to gauge his reaction. He didn't look happy."

The brunette paused while she let it all soak in. "So why'd you have to tell him I was pregnant? There are dozens of other girls at the Palm Woods that pregnancy test could have belonged to."

"I panicked, okay? I was under a lot of pressure and…just don't say anything to Kendall yet, please?" The genius clasped his hands together as he begged Katie to continue keeping his secret.

She was clearly unmoved by the action, lips pursed and eyes shining with boredom. When Logan began to pout, using his own version of the infamous Knight Puppy-dog Pout against her, she caved. "How long do I have to stay pregnant?"

"Just until I can get some research done and confirm that I'm not," he huffed stubbornly.

The two sat in silence, both becoming lost in their own thoughts as they waited for the others to wake up. Katie chewed slowly and thoughtfully on her cereal and Logan could clearly smell the milk from where he sat, making his stomach twist. "Would it be so bad if you were?" Katie suddenly asked.

Logan swallowed. His eyes were focused straight ahead and refusing to look at the food. "Huh?"

"If you were pregnant, you would have a child that was biologically connected to you and Kendall, and that wouldn't be so bad, right?" Katie smirked sneakily at the thoughtful expression on Logan's face. "Can't you just imagine having a child that was a little bit of you and a little bit of Kendall—with the cutest dimples, Kendall's hair, and your eyes…and hopefully your nose?"

Logan chuckled, an unexplainable feeling welling up in him—or maybe it was vomit. That cereal smelled really gross. "Maybe he would have Kendall's eyes?" he said shyly and Katie smiled wider.

"Yeah, and he would be athletic like his daddy and a genius just like his papa. Kendall would go out and buy him little hockey jerseys and doctor scrubs…"

He had to admit, that sounded pretty good. But that fact still remained… "Men can't get pregnant, Katie. It doesn't make sense."

"What doesn't make sense is why you're moody, puking all the time, eating weird junk, and how that pregnancy test came out positive."

"Katie!" Logan immediately calmed down when the teen smirked at him for just proving her point. "It's impossible. Anything could have caused that positive test. Something could be throwing off my inner balance, that test could have been defective, or maybe I did it wrong…"

"How do you pee on a stick wrong?"

Logan glared at the short girl. "It happens, okay?"

"What are you guys talking about?" James asked as he entered the living room, staring curiously at the two brunets seated on the couch.

Logan and Katie stuttered in surprise, neither of them even heard the pretty boy walk in. "N-nothing," Logan managed to finally say. "We were just talking…about…nothing."

James' eyes narrowed at the two and Logan began shifting uncomfortably when he realized that the hazel eyes were zeroing in mostly on him. He gulped nervously, heart beating faster in his chest as the room was suddenly enveloped with silence other than the sounds of Katie slurping the milk from her cereal.

His stomach was lurching again, and he did his best just to breathe through it. He had done so well with hiding his nausea for the last few months—he couldn't very well keep telling everyone that he had the stomach flu. Finally, Katie was done eating and left the couch to put her bowl away, only for James to sit on the other side of him with a bowl of oatmeal.

The food was gooey and Logan gagged at the sight of it dripping from James' spoon and splattering back into the bowl. This time Logan wasn't able to stop the bile from rising up his throat and he had to cup and hand over his mouth, running back into the bathroom. The genius wasn't sure how he was still able to puke without so much as a single morsel of food touching his lips, but after a minute he ended up just dry-heaving over the toilet.

"Logie?" A gentle hand moved soothingly over his back, and Logan groaned inwardly when he recognized the voice as Kendall's. "Are you okay?"

The brunet had to resist a sarcastic retort because he was bent over a toilet bowl, puking his guts out. He was clearly not okay. But he just carefully sat up, giving his boyfriend the best smile he could. "Yeah, I'm fine." It was clear that Kendall didn't believe him by the way his eyebrows came together in a scrutinizing expression. Logan let his annoyance show as he let out a heavy sigh. "Really, I'm fine," he stood abruptly, making Kendall's hand fall from his back.

The blond was up in seconds when he saw Logan wobbling, but this just made the genius even more annoyed. Kendall's concern melted away to anger when Logan pushed him away and began angrily brushing his teeth. He tried to keep his cool—Logan was still sick—and naturally he wanted to help in any way he could, but every time he did, Logan would send him a dirty look or move away from him. He was slowly starting to become more and more frustrated with the boy, but he bit his tongue.

The couple finally left the bathroom and Kendall immediately went to the kitchen while Logan took his seat on the couch once again. He tried to ignore the look he was getting from James that made him uncomfortable—seriously, where was Carlos to take James' focus off him—and the smirk from Katie that made him even more irritated. "Logan, do you want me to make you something?" Kendall asked from the kitchen.

"No," Logan grumbled, clearly still bothered by his boyfriend.

A pause. "Are you sure? You should probably-"

"I'm fine, Kendall!"

There was another pause and then there was a clinking heard as Kendall dropped the items in his hands. "That's it!"

Logan, James, and Katie all looked up at the fuming blond as he stomped over to his boyfriend. "I am so sick of your attitude," Kendall exclaimed. "I don't get it! One minute you're fine and the next you act like I'm annoying you." Logan blinked up at the taller boy, face showing no emotion. "You've been a jerk to me for no reason lately and all I've ever tried to do is help you. If anything, I should be furious with you for keeping such a huge secret like my baby sister is pregnant from me!"

Katie's eyes shifted away from the scene and to her video game. James noticed Logan's face twist before his mask was up once again, but the brown eyes still held fear in them. The tall brunet's suspicions grew at the sight of it because Kendall wasn't doing anything particularly scary. He didn't yell a lot, but it's not like it was something to be afraid of when he did. It was what Kendall was saying. "Uh, Kendall-"

But his words went ignored as Kendall continued. "I'm tired of it, Logan. I love you, but I refuse to put up with you treating me like this. Whatever your problem is, you're just going to have to get over it and get over it soon."

Logan glared up at his boyfriend and the room became eerily quiet once again.

This time the growing pressure in Logan's throat didn't mean an upcoming series of vomiting. He knew because his eyes never got all watery before he threw up, and his chest didn't tighten either. No, this was something a lot more frustrating than not being able to eat his favorite foods or be anywhere near poultry without wanting to gag.

I'm not gonna cry, I'm not gonna cry, he chanted to himself as he wrenched his bottom lips between his teeth. He didn't even care about what Kendall said—at least not really. Why was his body fighting him so much on this? When he blinked and a few tears slipped, he let out a frustrated huff and stood up from the couch, roughly wiping them away as he stomped down the hall to his and Kendall's shared bedroom and locked the door behind him.

Stupid hormones.

Except, no, they weren't hormones. His mind was playing tricks on him. Katie had gotten into his head with all that baby talk and now he was actually starting to believe that he was…no. There was no way. He was just frustrated from the lack of sleep he had been getting because of how often he got up to run to the bathroom early in the morning…and because Kendall was an idiot.

Yeah, that was it.

Now he just had to figure out what was causing him to puke so much.

So the genius grabbed his laptop and began a frantic search of his symptoms and pulled out all of his medical textbooks just to double check. He wouldn't rest until he found out what was wrong with him because he was definitely not pregnant.

…

There was hesitant knocking on the bedroom door, forcing Logan to stop glaring at his medical book long enough to get up and answer it. He swung the door open, ready to yell at whoever was on the other side of it, but all of his frustration melted away when he was met with the face of a guilty looking Kendall.

"Uh…you had been in here for a while and I wanted to make sure you were okay," the blond shifted nervously, wincing at Logan's pink and puffy eyes. "I'm really sorry about blowing up at you, Logie. I just-"

Logan shook his head, cutting off Kendal's rambling. "You were right."

"I…what?"

"You were right," Logan said again with a shrug. "I've been a jerk and I'm sorry. I should've told you about Katie instead of keeping it a secret."

"But you were only trying to protect her. That was no reason for me to yell at you. I didn't want to upset you." Kendall frowned deeply as he thought about the tears that welled up in his love's eyes before he ran off.

"I only did it so you wouldn't get mad," Logan insisted. "You were right—you should be furious with me for keeping secrets from you. You deserve to know what's going on and I'm sorry."

Kendall blinked in surprise when Logan was suddenly hugging him, but he hugged back, kissing the brunet's hair affectionately. "I'm sorry, too," he whispered and Logan smiled as he leaned up to kiss his boyfriend gently. "No more fighting, okay?" the blond said as he pulled back. "We can't help Katie get through this if we're arguing over nothing."

Logan bit his lip, eyes darting nervously away from Kendall's. "Right…"

Kendall paused as he studied his boyfriend's features. "You okay?"

"Just…go easy on Katie when you talk to her," the genius said softly. "She's probably scared of what you'll think and what she'll do…and she doesn't want to lose you over something like this when she hasn't even figured out how it happened in the first place, and-"

"Whoa, Logie, wait a second," Kendall chuckled a bit when Logan stopped his rant and stared up at him with wide brown eyes. "I wouldn't abandon her at a time like this. She's my baby sister, and I love her."

Logan nodded, allowing Kendall to lead him to the living room where Katie was waiting dully on the couch and James and Carlos watched curiously from their places in the kitchen. "Seriously, guys?" Kendall's eyes narrowed at the nosey pair. "This doesn't involve you."

"Hey!" Carlos glared.

"We're as much Katie's brothers as you are," James finished.

Kendall exhales slowly, knowing that James is right. There had been times when both James and Carlos had stepped up and played protective big brother for the younger girl, not because Kendall couldn't, but because they genuinely cared about Katie. "Fine," He says finally, "but I'm doing most of the talking."

"Don't you always?" James mumbles sarcastically, but only Carlos is close enough to hear him.

Kendall led Logan over to the couch and gently sat him down in front of a plate full of toast. When Logan didn't immediately grab for a piece, Kendall picked up the plate and placed it in his lap, stopping all protests with a look that told him to eat. Logan could feel himself getting annoyed with Kendall again, but bit back any comments. The last thing he wanted to do was start another fight with Kendall, especially when they just made up. So he ate the toast without protest.

"Katie." The girl looks up from the TV, already well aware what the four boys want to talk to her about, or well, what three of them want to talk to her about. She suspects, judging from the guilty look on his face, that Logan will be staying silent for most of this conversation. Kendall sighed, fiddling with his hands as he took another moment to gather his thoughts. "Just…how did this happen?"

The teen shrugged. "I had sex."

Three of the four boys groaned immediately, begging Katie to never say that again. "No, ugh. I mean," Kendall paused to think for another moment.

"I think Kendall means, how did you let this happen?" James spoke up for the suddenly speechless blond.

Katie glanced at Logan briefly, but he kept his head down and continued to silently chew on his toast. "It's not like I let it happen," she said.

"But you're smarter than this. You must have known the risks," Kendall was finally able to say.

"Even geniuses make mistakes," Logan offered to his three friends with a small, slightly hopeful smile.

Kendall and Carlos looked at the genius weirdly and James' eyes narrowed toward him. Logan's gaze quickly lowered back to the plate of toast, nibbling on it absently. Kendall redirected his attention to his little sister. "Do you at least know who the father is?"

The brunette paused to think. She couldn't make someone up or else the three idiots would insist on meeting him, and she couldn't use one of her guy friends. Knowing her "brothers" they would hunt the poor guy down and try to beat him up. "…Nope," she answered nonchalantly.

"What?" Kendall exclaimed.

"How could you not know who the father is?" Carlos yelled next.

"How many guys were there?" James added.

Katie smirked, feeling this opportunity was too good to pass up. "Well…"

When Logan was pretty sure Kendall's head was about to explode, he spoke up again. "Let's not focus on that right now. We don't even know if Katie is really pregnant."

"We don't?" They all asked, including Katie.

"No," Logan gave a look to the young girl when she rolled her eyes and muttered, "come on" quietly under her breath. "It could be anything from food poisoning to depression or even a reaction to stress."

Kendall, James, and Carlos glanced at each other, each looking skeptical about what Logan was saying. "But what about the pregnancy test?" Carlos quirked a curious brow toward their smart friend.

"Yeah, that came out positive. We all saw it," Kendall said.

Logan huffed. "There's no guarantee that she did that right!"

James' head tilted in confusion. "How do you pee on a stick wrong?"

Katie sat up, gesturing to James. "Exactly!"

"It happens!" Logan insisted, glaring at both of them.

"Look, maybe you should make a doctor's appointment just to be sure," Kendall interrupted.

Logan's who face seemed to brighten at his boyfriend's suggestion. "Yes! A doctor! A qualified professional with years of training and even more years of experience. He can definitely figure it out."

Kendall and Carlos gave Logan another weird look and James' suspicion seemed to fade entirely as he sat back in his seat and eyed the brunet. Logan knew that look. James would want to talk as soon as Kendall and Carlos were gone. The short brunet gulped nervously and turned his attention back to his plate of now cold toast. "We don't have to tell mom anything until we know for sure," Kendall continued. Katie and Logan both breathed sighs of relief when they realized how lucky they were that the auburn woman decided to take a trip to Minnesota to visit family shortly after the dinner last night. "I'll call and make one for you."

"No!" Katie and Logan yelled.

Before Kendall could question them, Logan spoke up, "I'll make the appointment and go with her. I understand all the technical stuff anyway." When Kendall still looked hesitant Logan offered a gentle smile. "I promise you'll be the first to know anything." The blond pouted slightly, but relented. He smiled when Logan leaned over and pecked his cheek. "No more secrets."

James gave Logan a pointed look when Kendall finally relaxed and turned his attention to the television. Katie went to her room to get some peace and quiet and Carlos decided to go find the Jennifers. Logan shifted nervously under the pretty boy's gaze. He jerks his head to the side, indicating that he wants Logan to follow him so that they could talk in private.

The genius ignored him, sliding closer to Kendall and wrapping his arms tight around his boyfriend's torso. The blond glanced at his suddenly cuddly boyfriend with an amused smile. "What are you doing?"

Logan smiled innocently. "Just cuddling," he said, moving impossibly closer.

Kendall chuckled, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend and turning his attention back to the TV. Logan glanced at James, wincing at the glare the tall boy was sent him before he was turning and leaving. The short brunet let out a breath of relief. He was out of the woods for now, but there was no doubt in his mind that James would try to continually trap him and talk about his pregnancy.

Except he wasn't pregnant.

And once the doctor proved it he would get the crazy idea out of everyone's head and they could get back to their normal lives where no one is pregnant—especially not him. He just had to stay away from James until then. "Hey, Kendall?" When the blond looked down at him, he continued. "Do you want to spend the day together?"

He gave a small smile though he looked thoughtful. "Sure," he leaned down and kissed the shorter boy's forehead. "You go make Katie's appointment and I'll get ready."

Logan nodded, allowing Kendall to untangle from their embrace and move toward their bedroom. After making sure that Kendall was out of earshot, Logan quickly dialed Doc Hollywood's number. "H-hi, Dr. Hollywood? I need to make an appointment for tomorrow," he listened to the man talk while glancing around the apartment nervously. "N-no, no, it's just a simple checkup. I've been feeling sick and just wanna get checked out, but it's probably nothing! You know, how my family is. They get worried."

He nodded as the information for tomorrow was given, even though the eccentric doctor couldn't see him, before he hung up the phone. He about to let out a breath of relief when a loud and victorious, "Ah-ha!" sounded from behind him. "James!" Logan turned around, eyes wide as he came face to face with James' accusative finger. "How long have you been standing there?"

"Long enough to know the appointment isn't for Katie," he glared. "You are pregnant!"

Logan quickly shushed the pretty boy. "Kendall could hear you…and I'm not pregnant!" he added at the last moment, glaring right back at James for saying so. "I'm a boy and boys don't have babies."

James just rolled his eyes at Logan's stubborn attitude. He already accepted that Logan was pregnant last night when Carlos found the pregnancy test. There was no way Katie was the one who was pregnant. Katie didn't even like boys enough to tolerate them. How could she have sex with them? Logan being pregnant was more likely than that. "Why don't you just tell Kendall and get it over with?"

"Because I'm not-"

"Yeah, yeah, but what if you were?" James moved to sit on the edge of the couch. "Why can't Kendall know? Don't you think he'd be happy that you guys are finally starting a family?"

Logan sighed heavily. He was already able to feel tears pricking at his eyes, and that just frustrated him even more. "I think Kendall would rather have things just the way they are," he said sadly. "A baby would just complicate things right now, and he knows it. Did you see his face when he thought I was pregnant? He doesn't want this."

The tall brunet frowned at this. "He was probably just scared," he said with a shrug. When Logan only continued to stare down at his hands, he sighed, wrapping a strong arm around the genius' shoulders. "I'm sure once he let it sink in he'd be ecstatic and want to buy little outfits for the baby."

Logan laughed, wiping at a stupid stray tear. "Why does everyone think that sounds like something he would do?"

"Because he's Kendall," James chuckled at the image of the blond fawning over little baby outfits. "Knowing him, I'd bet he go out and buy-"

"…A tiny hockey jersey?" Logan laughed to himself, playing with his hands nervously. "Yeah, Katie said that too…b-but I'm not-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," James waved him off again and stood. "I can't wait to tell Carlos!"

"James!" Logan called after the pretty boy but he only ignored him and left to go find Carlos.

Logan sighs just as Kendall enters the room, full dressed. "Ready to go?" he asked, quirking a curious brow at the genius' slightly flushed cheeks. Forcing a smile, Logan nodded and took Kendall's hand, allowing him to lead him out of the apartment.

…

"Why do I have to be here?" Katie complained as they entered Doc Hollywood's waiting room. The teen slid into one of the chairs surrounding the examining table with a yawn. "And why do we have to be here so early?"

"You're here because you're the one who's pregnant, remember?" Logan said tiredly and with a bit of annoyance behind his words. He just spent much of his morning puking his guts out in the health center bathroom while Katie just complained about how sleepy and bored she was. As if being yanked from his bed every morning to empty his stomach was so much fun for him. He just wanted to get this whole stupid thing over with, and until then, Katie was going to suffer with him. "Don't you think Kendall would be just a little suspicious if I went to what's supposed to be you appointment alone?" he continued, slowly taking a seat on the examining table.

When he didn't get an answer, Logan looked up to see Katie curled up and asleep in her chair. Logan glared at the girl finding himself increasingly irritated by every peaceful breath she took because he was wide awake and nauseous but she didn't even care enough to stay awake. He huffed, knowing that if Kendall was there with him, the blond would be holding his hand and whispering reassuring words the whole time.

Suddenly, Logan wished he wasn't so stubborn and that he was honest with Kendall from the very beginning. Maybe everyone else was right and Kendall would be happy that they were starting a family together—even if it wasn't the way he always imagined their first child would be born.

He quickly shook the thoughts from his head because they were ridiculous. He would be beside the hospital bed, holding their surrogate's hand and coaching her through contractions. He would not be giving birth. Kendall could still buy tiny hockey jerseys for a baby that he didn't give birth to.

…But he couldn't help but feel like it wouldn't be the same.

"Logan!" Doc Hollywood suddenly burst through the door, interrupting his thoughts and effectively waking Katie. Logan smirked as the brunette grumbled about missing out on sleep. "It's nice to see you again," the odd man said, fiddling with the things around the counters.

"Nice to see you, too," Logan sighed, eyes following Doc Hollywood's hands.

"You said on the phone that you've been feeling a bit sick. What exactly are the symptoms?"

"Just some nausea-"

Katie interrupted with a laugh. "More like intense puking."

Logan glared at her then glared at Dr. Hollywood for writing it down. "It's not intense! It's just the normal, occasional vomiting."

"Every morning…"

"Katie!" Logan snapped at her.

"Also, he has mood swings. Like one minute he'll be fine and the next he's throwing a toaster."

"It burned my toast!" Logan tried to defend himself—because really that faulty toaster had it coming.

"And has gross food cravings and he's gained weight."

"I have not! Just go back to sleep and let me handle this." Logan shot a warning glare at the younger girl who lifted her arms in surrender.

"Well, Logan, it sounds like you're pregnant," Doc Hollywood said with a definite tone, as he put away his pen and clipboard.

Logan's jaw fell and Katie started laughing loud and hard from her chair. "B-but you haven't run any tests or anything and…I'm a boy, damn it!" Logan yelled. "It could be anything! I could be stressed. Who wouldn't be stressed when everyone around you thinks you're pregnant!"

Doc Hollywood shrugged. "If you want, we can run a test."

"But he already took a test that said he was pregnant."

"Well, there you go," the pretty doctor said with a satisfied smile.

Logan gave them both "are you crazy?" looks. "The whole reason I'm here is because those things aren't fully accurate and there's still a chance I did it wrong."

"How do you pee on a stick wrong?" the doctor questioned and Logan didn't even bother to explain it. He just pouted. "You sound like you're in denial."

"He is," Katie said and Logan sighed tiredly, feeling his stomach churn in distress. "What about one of those ultrasound thingies? Can't that prove it?"

"Yes, it can," Doc Hollywood smiled at Katie. "Have you ever considered becoming a doctor?" Logan groaned into his hands, stomach churning more. He tuned out the conversation around him, instead focusing on not throwing up again. The situation was only becoming more real and to be honest he was nervous about what he would find out. If he wasn't really pregnant—which he wasn't—then what was wrong with him?

He vaguely heard Doc Hollywood talking to him and robotically followed the instructions given. For a while he didn't hear anything around him, as if he had suddenly gone deaf, but he heard it loud and clear when Doc Hollywood pointed to the little peanut sized shaped thing on the screen and said, "There's your baby."

"I knew it!" Katie exclaimed, pointing at the screen.

Logan didn't have enough energy to even glare at the girl. In the matter of a few minutes, everything he knew about the human body—the biggest differences in male and female—was unraveled. He felt betrayed by the one thing that's never let him down before. He felt angry, he felt like crying, he felt…he felt sick. Suddenly he was sitting up and bolting for the nearest trashcan, emptying what was left in his stomach into it.

Behind him, Doc Hollywood grimaced. "Gross," he muttered, turning his attention to the machine to study the still of Logan's ultrasound.

Logan ignored the comment, instead focusing on the burning in his throat, the tears streaming down his face, and the uncomfortable twisting in his gut. He tensed when a hand was gently placed on his back and rubbed it soothingly—a futile effort in his opinion. "…Well, at least you aren't the dummy that peed on a stick wrong."

The genius—hell, he was even starting to question that too—rolled his eyes at the attempt to console him. "Not helping," he groaned, slumping against the trashcan helplessly. "This can't be happening," he whined, wiping stubbornly at his tears.

"I don't think you can deny it much anymore, dude," Katie said with a shrug. "How are you gonna tell Kendall?"

Logan's eyes widened and his stomach churned again. "Oh god!" he groaned and began dry heaving into the trashcan.

Katie had to resist gagging from the sounds, turning her head away from Logan, but still patting his back comfortingly. Doc Hollywood gagged as well, quickly printing off Logan's sonogram and leaving it on the counter. "I'll look into this a more. Make another appointment for a few weeks from now at the nurses' station. Feel better!" he called over his shoulder as he all but ran out of the room.

Katie shook head and sighed in relief when Logan finally sat up, though his expression was still pained. "Feel better?" she asked with a smile. Logan immediately glared at the brunette teen and stood up from the floor and left without another word, slamming the door behind him. Katie was shocked by Logan's behavior. Mood swings were one thing, but even in his crappiest moods, Logan was never like this.

Katie was actually worried about him.

She thought that after Logan heard from a doctor that he was pregnant then he would accept it and actually be happy, but hearing it and seeing it seemed to have only made it worse. The teen stood up and made her way to the door, but then stopped. Her eyes caught sight of the sonogram that Doc Hollywood left and wondered if Logan just forgot it was there. She grabbed it and headed toward the car where she hoped Logan was waiting for her—also stopping to make another appointment for Logan.

When she made it to the car, Logan was there in the front seat, staring straight ahead as he waited there. "Hey," she spoke cautiously. "You left this." She tried to hand the picture to Logan but the genius wouldn't even look at it let alone take it from her.

"You keep it," he mumbled as he shifted the car into drive and pulled out of the parking lot.

Katie frowned, the worry slowly forming into anger as she studied the black and white photo in her hand. This was her little niece or nephew they were dealing with here and Logan was acting like he wanted nothing to do with them! She didn't know what was going through Logan's head at that moment, but she wasn't sure if he even planned to tell Kendall.

And that made the brunette's anger grow more intense.

The car ride was spent in silence. When they arrives back at the Palm Woods, people were finally up and about—heading to auditions and rehearsals or just going to chill by the pool. Katie and Logan passed the carefree people, both of their paces quickening as they headed toward the apartment. Katie glanced at Logan who was beginning to look anxious and nervous as he tried to walk passed her. Katie's eyes narrowed and she sped up as well.

They both reached the elevator at the same time and quickly pushed the button for their floor, glaring at each other when their hands knocked together. "Katie," Logan warned.

"Logan," she said back, turning her attention to the numbers flashing across the door as they went up each floor.

"Let me handle this," Logan said through gritted teeth. "This is none of your business anyway."

"This—" Katie's eyes narrowed further as she held up the sonogram and Logan's eyes immediately moved away, "This is my family, Logan. Whether you like it or not, you're carrying my niece or nephew and that makes it my business."

They both darted out of the elevator when the doors opened and made their way toward the apartment. They both burst through the door, shocking Mrs. Knight and Kendall who were seated on the couch. The blond took in their annoyed glances at each other and shortness of breath with concern. So many questions came to mind then, but only one mattered. "How'd it go?" he asked with a slight nervous tone, ignoring his mother's curious gaze for the moment.

"I'm not pregnant!" Katie exclaimed.

"What?" Kendall and Mrs. Knight said simultaneously.

"Katie!" Logan's eyes went wide.

The teen ignored him, shoving the sonogram into Kendall's chest and glaring at the genius whose skin had grown paler. "Logan is."

Kendall stared down at the picture in his hand, panic and confusion washing over his features. There was no doubt in his mind that the little peanut sized item was a baby, but… "Logan's pregnant?" he asked, looking up at the two brunets. He was hoping it was some kind of joke that they came up with to take his mind of Katie being pregnant, but one look at the serious expression on Katie's face and the way Logan looked like he was about to pass out told him it wasn't a joke. "Oh my god…"

Mrs. Knight glanced nervously at her son as he sank into the couch cushions with wide eyes staring blankly at the sonogram in his hands. "Okay, what is going on?" she asked with her eyes darting to each of her children.

"I told you mom," Katie shrugged. "I'm not pregnant and Logan is."

"So, he really is pregnant?" Carlos' voice suddenly appeared as James and Carlos entered to apartment.

And suddenly Logan had to sit down because it was all starting to become too much.

"Yep," Katie easily snatched the sonogram from Kendall's hands and showed it to James and Carlos. "Doc Hollywood did an ultrasound and everything."

"This is so cool!" Carlos bounced up and down.

James nodded in agreement, showing he was just as excited as Carlos. "We're gonna be uncles!" They high-fived each other.

"Wait a second. Back up," Mrs. Knight stood, shook her head, and then pointed to her daughter. "You're not pregnant?" she asked. "When was this ever a possibility?"

The brunette shook her head. "It's complicated, mom…and really stupid."

"Logan, do you know if it's a boy or girl yet?" Carlos bounced over to the quiet genius with eager eyes. Logan didn't respond, and Katie noted that he looked a little green.

James turned to Kendall, who seemed to be lost in his own world, and patted him on the shoulder tightly. "Congrats, buddy. You're gonna be a dad!"

That seemed to snap Kendall and Logan out of their individual trances because Kendall was suddenly standing, fear evident in his eyes, and was running out of the apartment. Logan was up next, and this time Katie was prepared—though still not enthused—and grabbed a nearby trashcan for Logan to hurl into.

James and Carlos cringed away from the retching, trying to keep themselves from throwing up as well. "Why don't you boys go find Kendall and talk to him," Mrs. Knight suggested, temporarily forgetting her confusion and going into mom mode as she rubbed Logan back and guided him over to the couch. "Katie and I will stay here with Logan."

James and Carlos nodded; no need to be told twice. They didn't want to be there if Logan threw up again. When they found Kendall, he was at the rink, skating around in circles and gripping a rented hockey stick tightly in his hands as he roughly slapped puck after puck into the goal.

James sighs and goes to boards with Carlos right behind him. "Kendall!" he calls, but the blond just ignores him. James' eyes narrow at that, and he tries again with a more forceful tone, "Kendall!"

He finally skids to a stop and glares at James, chest heaving from the exertion. "What?"

"Why did you run out on Logan like that?" the pretty boy demands. "He really needs you right now and you bail?" Kendall shook his head and continued to skate. When James was only met with the sounds of his skates hitting the ice he glared further. "Well?"

"I needed to think!" Kendall finally said and hit another puck towards the net, but it missed. He groaned in frustration and skated around another few laps.

James' eyes followed the movement. "What is there to think about? Logan is having a baby—your baby. You're gonna have to step up and be there for them."

Carlos watched with concern when in response Kendall growled and haphazardly struck one puck after another, and the sound resounded furiously around the rink. He suddenly threw down his hockey stick and skated off the ice, right passed James and Carlos without another word. James rolled his eyes at the reaction and moved to follow his friend, clearly ready to start lecturing him, but a hand to his chest stopped him. "I don't think you're helping, James," Carlos said softly.

"I'm not trying to help him, Carlos. I'm-"

"Let me try talking to him, and if he's still being a stubborn dickhead, then you can drag him back to the apartment, okay?"

The taller boy hesitated a few moments, every bone in him telling him to just ignore Carlos and make Kendall act like a responsible adult, but he didn't want an unwilling Kendall to return to Logan. That was as bad Kendall not being there at all. "Fine," he relented and shot a glare in Kendall's direction. "You have five minutes."

Carlos nodded and slowly approached the frustrated blond. Kendall had tossed off his skates shortly after getting off the ice and was now seated on the bench with his hands buried in his hair. "What's going on, Kendall?" Carlos asked cautiously. "Why did you walk out?"

He heard Kendall let out a shuddering breath, and his fingers squeezed tighter into his tresses. "Didn't you hear? Logan is pregnant. My boyfriend is pregnant. I'm gonna be a dad," he spoke brokenly.

With a frown, Carlos sat beside his distraught friend and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "But…we're all adults now. Didn't you know that you and Logan would have kids eventually?"

"Well, yeah! But I didn't think it'd be now, and I thought when we did decide to have kids, we would sit down and discuss adoption or a surrogate. I thought I'd have more time to prepare."

"Prepare for what?" James was suddenly beside them and Carlos glared at him, but James ignored him and continued to talk to Kendall.

The blond looked up with a small nod. "I-I don't think I'm ready to be a dad."

James shook his head. "Kendall, I don't think anyone can prepare to be a dad. You just kind of do what comes naturally."

Kendall and Carlos looked surprised by the insightful comment from James. "And you're a natural dad. You've helped raise Katie."

"And do you know how many times you've gotten James and I out of trouble?" Carlos added encouragingly. "You'd be a great dad!"

Kendall looked timid as he looked between his two friends. "You guys really think so?"

The other two nodded, each voicing their individual words of agreement. "Just wait until little Peanut is born and you can start buying hockey jerseys for him," Carlos said.

"Peanut?" Kendall questioned.

"Yeah, because your baby looks like a peanut, see?" Carlos pulled the sonogram out and pointed to the little blob.

And Kendall wasn't able to keep the smile off his face then, his eyes shining as he looked at the picture in a new light. "I'm gonna be a dad."

…

Because of the way he left earlier, when Kendall crept inside the apartment and looked around for any sign of Logan in distress, he was surprised to see Katie was playing her video game without a care, his mother was talking on the phone and Logan was sitting on the couch with a small pout on his face. But other than that, he didn't seem upset at all.

Kendall glanced at James and Carlos who were coming to the same conclusion as him and shrugged. When they left Logan was puking from how upset he was. How did he go from that to simply pouting in such a short amount of time?

"Logie," Kendall took tentative steps toward his boyfriend, "can we talk for a second?"

The brunet didn't speak; he only stood and walked to his bedroom. Kendall assumed that was his version of saying let's talk in private. He followed Logan to their room, quietly shut the door behind them and locked it.

"Just have him call as soon as he can," Mrs. Knight sighed and hung up the phone. "Doc Hollywood has gotten busy with some experiment he's doing so he can't see Logan for another few weeks."

Katie mumbled under his breath with disinterest though her tone also held a bit of anger.

Mrs. Knight rolled her eyes at her teenaged daughter. "How did the talk with Kendall go?" she asked the two other boys.

James sank into the orange couch and Carlos joined him with tired sighs. "He was scared about this happening so soon."

"He said he didn't have that time to prepare to be a dad," Carlos added. "But I think he's okay now. What about Logan?"

The short boy looked at the two women expectantly, but they only exchanged glances that told the two men all they needed to know about what went down in the apartment while they were gone. They both let out groans. "This sucks!" James said. "Why is Logan so focused on the how anyway?" he huffed.

"Yeah, shouldn't he be happy?"

"He's being such a girl about this…" Katie muttered under her breath.

Mrs. Knight glared at her then let out a heavy sigh filled with concern for her sons. "Well…everyone has a moment when it finally hits them that they're gonna be parents," Mrs. Knight said. "It varies for everyone. It didn't hit me that I was a mom until I was holding Kendall in my arms for the first time."

"I think Kendall realized it when he saw Peanut's sonogram for the first time." James had a wide grin on his face as he remembered the way Kendall's whole face lit up when he saw the photo.

Katie made a face. "Who's Peanut?"

"Their baby!" Carlos explained with an enthusiastic tone. "He looks like a peanut."

"That's stupid…"

"I think it's sweet," Mrs. Knight smiled and chuckled a bit.

Katie shook her head and turned her attention back to the handheld video game in her hand and Carlos grinned with pride before grabbed the remote to the TV and flipping it to the nearest channel with cartoons.

While the other two were distracted, James stood up from the couch and took slow steps toward the auburn hair woman. "Mrs. Knight," he started with a wary expression. When she looked up at him with worry, he sighed and lowered his tone to one just above a whisper. "I'm worried about Logan. He doesn't seem to be as accepting about the whole being pregnant thing as any of us."

Mrs. Knight gave him a small smile and placed her hand on top of his in reassurance. "Don't worry about it, honey. Logan will come around eventually."

…

"So…about the baby-"

"I'm not a girl," Logan interrupted.

"I didn't…" Kendall blinked, "who called you a girl?"

The genius pouted some more and fell onto their bed. "Katie," he mumbled, crossing his arms over his chest like a child.

Kendall snorted because he could just imagine his little sister getting fed up with Logan's mood swings and telling him to stop being a girl about everything. He shook his head and joined Logan on the bed. "No one is calling you a girl because of the baby," he said in a gentle tone. He didn't notice the way Logan winced at the use of the word. "I'll admit it's a little strange and unexpected but…" he attempted to bite back a smile, but he couldn't help but grin like an idiot at the mental image of being able to kiss Logan and the baby they created together as he came home from work. "You have to admit that it's exciting, right? I mean, we're gonna be parents."

"Yeah, but…" Logan frowned, frustration clear on his features, "how are you so cool about this?"

Kendall blinked in confusion. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Because I'm a guy, Kendall!" Logan groaned and turned to face his boyfriend. "I know I've always been considered the 'girl' in our relationship but this makes it worse, and…I don't even know how I got pregnant and-"

"Logie," Kendall grabbed the shorter boy's shoulders and rubbed them in order to sooth his heightening anxiety, "it's okay to not know how everything works. Besides, does it really matter how it happened? Just think of Peanut as our miracle."

Logan's brow furrowed. "Peanut?"

Kendall blushed and removed the sonogram from his pocket. "Uh…Carlos said that our baby sort of looks like a peanut," he chuckled and showed the black and white photo to his boyfriend. "I think he's right."

Logan stared down at the picture with scrutinizing eyes. Kendall was right; it did look like a peanut, but he wasn't excited about it the way Kendall was. He wasn't getting flutters of excitement in his stomach at the thought of a life growing inside of him or anything an upcoming parent should feel when they look at their child for the first time. No matter how hard he tried, how deep down he looked, he didn't feel how he thought he was supposed to feel.

His eyes welled up with tears as he stared more intensely at the picture as if the more he concentrated on it the closer he would come to bringing out those feelings, but it didn't happen.

When Kendall noticed a tear roll down the pale cheek, he smiled to himself, mistaking the emotion for Logan's spiked hormones. "See? He's our little miracle," he said, wiping the tear away with his thumb.

"Yeah," was all Logan could say.