"I put G.P.S. in James's pocket" Katie said. "I figured, if he was gonna be traveling the world, we should at least be able to see him!"

Katie took her phone. "Anything James is doing gets sent right into my phone" Katie said.

They all crowded around Katie. James was in the hospital bed. "Can you see what he's doing?" Carlos asked. Katie squinted. "Sleeping…I'm pretty sure" she replied.

A doctor came in and announced "James will be making a full recovery!" They all cheered. The doctor went into an explanation about how they didn't need to check anything internal, except for doing an x-ray.

Katie sighed with relief. "You know the owners of the house until I turned it into a modeling studio?" she asked. "Well, they're getting their house back." She dialed their number on her phone.

Then, there came a knock on the door. Kendall went to answer it, and outside, stood a million fans, yelling things at Kendall. "Will James make a full recovery Kendall?" someone asked. "Would you like to host the Bandanna Man commercial instead?"

"No!" said Kendall. "James is gonna be fine!"

"Really? What was wrong with him?" a reporter asked. A guy with a giant purple megaphone was yelling "James Maslow is making a full recovery! For everyone who didn't hear, James Maslow had made a full recovery! I repeat James…"

But before the guy could yell anything else, Logan pushed into the crowd, snatched the megaphone from the startled fan, and yelled into it "JAMES MASLOW HAS MOVED TO SCANDINAVIA!"

The crowd quieted. "What?" muttered a guy. "What is Scandinavia?"

"Uhh…NORWAY!" Logan yelled. "HE'S CURRENTLY LIVING ON THE FJORDS OF OSLO!"

There was more buttering. "What's a fjord?" "What's Oslo?"

"THE CAPITAL OF NORWAY!" Logan yelled. And, soon, the crowd started to clear out.

"Finally!" Kendall said. "I thought they'd never leave!"

"Fans are fans!" said Katie, joining them in the doorway and rolling her eyes.

"So…we should tell Mrs. Schmidt" Logan said. "Mom!" Katie yelled. "Mom! The doctors said James is okay!"

Mrs. Schmidt was so happy she didn't even ask Katie how she knew this. She started baking homemade cookies, which she only made on special occasions.

James met them outside the Palm Woods the next day. He was instructed to do very little walking, and was not allowed to be in the pool for a week.

"So!" said Katie at dinner. "James, I still have some lollipops with your face on the wrapper!"

James snatched the lollipop she held out to him, and tossed it over his shoulder. "Mmm! Lollipop!" Carlos cried, diving to catch it.

"I will never be a model again!" James announced. "By the way, Carlos, you were right. Being an ice cream taster wouldn't be a half bad job!"

"I knew it all along!" Carlos said proudly. Logan raised his eyebrows. 'Well, I want to use my brains for a job!" he said. "Oh, Logan, you'll never change!" said James. "Always thinking about smartness and brains…"

That night, James got into bed. His eyelids were heavy, and he tried to drift off, but found he couldn't. There was a little voice he couldn't get out of his head, going "Can I have your autograph? Can I have your autograph? Can I have your autograph…?"