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Big Time Rush were seated, spaced apart just because they could. They were on their way back to L.A. from a short tour in South America. No one else was on the small plane except the pilot, and this greatly excited Carlos. He was bouncing around the plane looking at everything, he'd never been on a plane before let alone a private one.

James was going through his portfolio of headshots of himself. Deciding which ones he submit to Pop Tiger this week for esteemed title of "Hottest Guy of the Week".

Kendall had popped in his earbuds and was listening to his iPod, absently flicking through a hockey magazine.

Logan, was sitting in the very front, completely absorbed in a medical book, occasionally throwing Carlos an irritated look by the Latino's childish excitement. Finally he set down the book with force, nearly breaking his knee from the wieght of the college level book.

"Carlos! We've been on this plane for three hours, are you really still excited?"

Carlos sank slowly back into his seat, crossing his arms and glaring over at Logan but not speaking. Logan rolled his eyes, picking up his book again.

It was a half hour or more of boredom later that the plane jerked startlingly.

"What was that?" Carlos asked, fear clear in his voice.

"Uh... probably just turbulence?" Logan said uncertainly.

Uncertainly. This concerned the three others, as Logan was always certain about that kind of thing.

The plane jerked again and then after a short pause, it rolled on it's side, dumping the boys out of their seats and sending them rolling across the floor.

"What the hell?" James yelled.

Kendall picked himself up off the floor and hurried into the cockpit and to his horror... The pilot was lying with his head lolled to the side.

"LOGAN! SOMETHING'S WRONG WITH THE PILOT!" Kendall screamed and Logan came hurrying in as fast as he could.

He examined the man quickly, checking his pulse, heart, and a few other things and then straightening he said, his eyebrows knitted together in terror,

"He's dead! Had a heart attack!"

The boys all looked at each other and snapping his fingers Kendall pointed at Logan,

"Logan! You took a piloting course that one year in middle school!"

"That was pilot camp, Kendall! I can't fly a damn plane!" Logan cried weakly.

"You know the basics!" Carlos persisted.

"And there's still auto-pilot!" James reminded him.

"I can't-"

"Logan please! We'll crash otherwise!"

Logan took a seat in the pilot's seat and switched on auto-pilot. A robotic voice then said as a red light blinked omniously,

"Engine damaged. Auto-pilot disabled."

Logan looked at the others in horror.

"Land this thing, Loge!" Kendall roared.

Logan turned back to the controls and froze. He had turned pale white, and was completely still.

"Logan!" Kendall yelled.

"Logan, c'mon!" James screamed.

Logan said nothing but stared off into nothingness, pale and still, horror clear on his face.

Kendall shook his genius friend roughly. He did not respond and aggrivated, Kendall thrust him back against the seat harshly.

He knew Logan cracked under pressure, but he'd hoped when their lives were at stake he could've held up!

"Strap yourselves down guys." Kendall said with a sigh, buckling Logan's seatbelt and returning to the cabin with the other guys.

They all sat and with their eyes closed, they waited for impact.