(A/N): Hello all. I'm terribly sorry this took so long to get up. I've been dealing with a lot of things lately. First, I had my illness stuff which, after some tests, they realized I DIDN'T have it and I had something else much less severe that just requires a pill to help. To say I'm relieved is an understatement. It's the best case scenario other than nothing being wrong in the first place. Then, I got a job. The job takes me away from my computer four days a week so I don't have much time to write anymore. I'm happy for the job; not so happy for being unable to write as often as I'd like. Plus, my great-grandmother died. She was 103 which is crazy old, but she still remembered everything which is amazing in itself. She had a bit of a miracle where the doctors said she had hours to live and instead she lasted a week and a half longer. It allowed us all to say goodbye which I'm totally grateful for. The times that I do have to write, I've been concentrating on my book. I had to rewrite a whole bunch of stuff because it was rushed. And then there was a flood. And there's this… guy…. We're not together, but all of my friends seem to think we belong together. It's complicated though.
Anyway, enough about what I've been up to. I'd like to thank these people for waiting for my next update for so long: Dreamer1992 (Well, there's no date, but there IS an update on the Zizi!), Leah Garcia (Sorry this took so long! I hope you're still reading!), Witch Demigoddess (Oh, yes. American Boys. Love that song. Though, I have to admit, I've recently taken a liking to a specific guy with an accent… And that's hilarious about the Wolff Pack thing! There apparently is a band called WOLFPAC which is a hip-hop group. Sometimes, my family asks what I'm doing and I'll instantly start talking about the writing I'm doing and which scenes I'm excited about and I can tell right away that they immediately regret asking. I do have a song in this chapter. It's one I've been dying to add in and have been looking for a place to put it. And I found it!), niki1kendra (More romantic moments in this chapter!) and Lucy Case (I have a feeling your wonderment will get an answer in this chapter.) Once again everyone, I'm sorry about the length between updates. Things have been busy and rough lately.
As always, I have no claim on the band known as Big Time Rush. I also don't own the song Both Sides of the Story by We Are The In Crowd. This chapter here is a big one. It's the start of something new. It ends a plot line and starts up a new one. That's why there's a new summary for the story again! Anyway, I should stop rambling and let you enjoy the chapter!
Chapter 86: Changes and Secrets
"WHAT?!" Kendall, Carlos, James, Logan, Katrina, Evan, Brandon, Gustavo and Kelly yelled at Mercedes.
"I'm not picking Wolff Pack's demos," Mercedes repeated.
"WHY NOT?!" Gustavo continued to scream.
"Yeah, I thought we were all sort of friends," Kendall brought up.
"We are, but this is a business," Mercedes explained. "And Wolff Pack is not ready for the spotlight. Their songs are good, the vocals are better than I thought they would be, the instrumentals are unique for each song and every song has marketability. If it wasn't for one big thing, I would have chosen Wolff Pack in a heartbeat."
"What is it?" Katrina asked. "We can fix it."
"You don't have a sound," Mercedes told her. "I don't know what genre to put you in. On this one demo you gave me, you have three different genres for the three different songs. One is clearly pop rock, which is what I expected from you. The other two lean much closer to either rock or pop, but they wouldn't be considered as pop rock in any definition of the genre. You need to stabilize your sound or you won't be able to get any consistent fans." Katrina, Evan and Brandon exchanged quick looks. "Listen, I like your band. You're definitely unique with a female lead guitarist, a singer that also plays drums and a gay member. I could sell your look with ease."
Suddenly, Griffin walked into the room, "I agree with my daughter. Wolff Pack definitely has marketability. That's why I'm allowing Wolff Pack to be my newest project." The group stared at him.
"What does that mean?!" Gustavo exclaimed.
"It means," Griffin snapped his fingers. A bunch of executives came into the room to stand behind the CEO. "We are going to find Wolff Pack's new sound so they can stay on the label." Katrina, Evan and Brandon stared at the executives with apprehension. "It's great news, isn't it?!"
"I have a bad feeling about this," Evan mentioned.
A female executive stepped forward, "Hello, Wolff Pack. My name is Candace. We've already played your demos to a test group to find out which music genre they liked best from your group. Rock won, so that's the music your group will be recording and performing from now on."
"Okay, that's not that bad," Logan decided.
"Yeah," Katrina agreed. "We can live with that."
"We'll also be redoing your look to match your new music," Candace revealed.
Brandon leaned over to whisper to his friends, "I don't know if I like that. I worked really hard to get this look perfect."
Candace snapped her fingers and a group of stylists came into the room. She pointed at each of the three members of Wolff Pack. "Fix them." The band members didn't have a chance to respond as they were pulled from the room by the stylists. Candace turned to look at the others in the room. The boys of Big Time Rush stepped back. "We'll be back with them later. Let's move, team!" Without another word, the executives left the room.
"Why did you do that?!" Gustavo yelled at Griffin. "I had Wolff Pack under control!"
"No, you didn't," Griffin insisted. "Wolff Pack needs a stable hand and I can give them that. Besides, you have Big Time Rush. I wanted to get a more hands-on approach with this band since I am the one that got them on the label in the first place." He patted Gustavo's face. "Don't worry, you'll still be their producer. I'll just be in control of everything else." He gave the group a smile before heading towards the exit. "Come along, Mercedes."
"Evan Wolff was as hot as advertised," Mercedes noted. "I think I'll make him my new boyfriend." She skipped out of the room.
"You will not make him your new boyfriend!" Griffin called after her. "Evan Wolff is a bad boy and I don't want you dating a bad boy!"
Mercedes poked her head back in the room, "But, Daddy! He's really hot!"
"The answer is no," Griffin declared. The father and daughter team left the others to their thoughts.
"This is bad," Kelly realized. "Like Griffin's going to ruin them bad."
"Mercedes was right about Wolff Pack though," Kendall mentioned. "Their music was all over the place."
"Yes, but I could handle it!" Gustavo screamed. "Do you not realize what Griffin's going to do with them?! Griffin doesn't have a creative bone in his body! He's going to take this band and shove it down everyone's throats, forcing them to like it! They won't have any creative control over it! Griffin will ruin everything I've been trying to do with them! He'll hire new songwriters, choreographers, stage managers, lighting experts, wardrobe assistants and, if necessary, new band members. None of them will be able to sneeze without it becoming some marketing technique. They're just dolls for him to dress up and play with how he wants!"
"And that's a bad thing?" James checked. "I mean, they'll be really famous, right? And make tons of money."
"Money is always good," Carlos agreed.
"No, it's not!" Gustavo insisted. "If it means selling out, then money isn't worth it!"
"You know, I think Kat, Evan and Brandon would agree with you," Kendall brought up. "I'm sure they're arguing with Griffin now, telling him they'd rather see Wolff Pack disbanded than sell out."
Big Time Rush, Gustavo and Kelly stood with Griffin and Candace in the control room, staring through the window into the studio where Wolff Pack was lined up in their new outfits.
"They got rid of my afro," Brandon complained, feeling the newly made spikes on his head. "My hair is so weird now. And why do I have to wear zebra pants?" The zebra patterned pants hugged his legs tightly. He wore a ripped, black t-shirt and a necklace with a dagger pendant. The boy pointed at his face. "By the way, this make-up is way too KISS." The make-up did resemble the infamous rock band, KISS. They had blackened the area around his eyes and drawn a white star on one of his cheeks, clearly visible on his black skin.
"At least you can wash off your make-up," Katrina reminded him. "I can't wash off this!" She pointed to the item in question, a new piercing in her nose. The area around the stud was red, indicating that it was new. "Or this!" Her finger moved to her exposed belly, showing off the other new piercing in her bellybutton. "And those HURT! Plus, I'm not supposed to be wearing heels, but they wouldn't let me take them off!" The heels were attached to a pair of knee high black boots. The reason everyone knew they were knee high was because of the scandalously short and tight leather skirt they had forced her into. She kept fiddling with the bottom of the skirt, hoping that it would somehow grow longer. "Also, do they have to make me wear this outfit? I get it! I'm a girl in a rock band! I have breasts! There's no need to flaunt them!" Indeed, instead of a shirt, the girl had been forced into a hot pink bikini top. Luckily, the stylists had given her a leather jacket to somewhat cover her with. Her long hair had been cut to her shoulders. Normally brown, the stylists had attacked her hair too, changing it to black. Hot pink streaks had been added into the newly dyed hair. They had altered her make-up as well. The blue in her eyes was piercing through the smoky eye make-up they had given her. Hot pink lipstick stained her lips.
"Yes, you do," James stared at her through the window, already starting to drool.
Logan smacked him on the back of the head, "Stop ogling my girlfriend!"
"Right, sorry," James attempted to look away, but ended up staring right back at her.
"God, Aunt Jenn is gonna KILL me when she sees this," Katrina mentioned.
"When she sees me, she'll have a much bigger fit!" Evan insisted. He pulled off his leather jacket, revealing that his tight white shirt was actually a tank top. Turning around, Evan pulled off his shirt, revealing something much worse than piercings. "They gave me a freaking tattoo! Of a wolf howling! At least you can take out the piercings! I'm stuck with this FOR LIFE! I'll admit though: I kind of like the tattoo." Evan admired the tattoo in a mirror. Around the new ink of Evan's tattoo, his skin had turned a dark shade of red. It was obviously painful. "But it doesn't help that I feel like these skinny jeans are going to stop me from EVER having kids!" The skinny black jeans ended where some black boots started. Like his bandmates, the blonde had been attacked by make-up artists, though his heavy eyeliner was light in comparison.
"You can hide a tattoo!" Katrina told him. "I can't hide a freaking nose piercing!" A hand went to her forehead. "What am I saying? She's gonna kill both of us."
"Yep," Evan agreed, putting his shirt and leather jacket back on.
"Welp," Kendall spoke. "They clearly don't have a handle on this. Time to intervene." He turned to Griffin. "You can't expect them to dress like this all the time!"
"You're right," Griffin nodded. "Those outfits are bound to get dirty." He told Candace, "Get some more outfits for them. I want their entire wardrobe replaced to be sure they stay in this style at all times."
"It'll get done," Candace assured him, already on the phone with someone to make the change.
Griffin focused his attention back on the uncomfortable rock band, "I can't help but feel that something's missing."
"Yeah, their creativity!" Kendall exclaimed.
"No, that's not it," Griffin waved it off. "I got it! Three members in a rock band are a bit low. We need to hold auditions for a new member."
"Already done," Candace revealed, ending the call she was on. "We've got the tapes ready for your review."
"Excellent!" Griffin exclaimed. He pressed a button to speak with the band beyond the glass. "You're dismissed. I'll have someone call you in should we need you again." For some reason, this just made the group much more anxious. Griffin waved to them before leaving, Candace following like a duckling.
"It's starting," Gustavo spoke ominously. Everyone in the control room looked at him. "Oh, right. None of you were here for that."
"What's starting?" Kelly asked. Gustavo didn't answer her, leaving the room. After some quick glances, Big Time Rush and Kelly followed him. He headed into his office.
"Gustavo, what's starting?" Carlos repeated Kelly's question once the group was in Gustavo's office with the door closed after them.
"It could be a coincidence," Gustavo insisted, rummaging around in a filing cabinet. "But have I ever told you dogs about the story behind the boy band, State of Boy?" The guys shook their heads.
"I don't remember that band from the nineties," Kendall mentioned.
"There's no poster of them on the walls," Logan remembered.
"That's because they never finished an album," Gustavo revealed. He pulled out a file and placed it on his desk, sitting behind it. The file's name was blacked out by marker. "State of Boy was not always State of Boy. At one point, they were State of Rock." Opening the file, he pulled out a picture and turned it around to show the boys and Kelly. The picture showed a trio of people in black clothes. The girl in the middle had on a black leather dress while the boys on either side of her wore leather jackets and tight leather pants. "Two of them were cousins to a member of Boys in the Attic and they had talent. So, I made them into a band with their best friend. They were in it for the music, not to get famous. They were going to be my ticket to getting out of the boy band business and into true rock and roll. But Griffin decided that their sound wasn't right. So, he took control and changed it." Gustavo pulled out another picture depicting the band. This time, there were four people in the picture, three of them boys. "He added more members." He put down another picture including five people. "Finally, he found what was wrong with it." Another picture was added to the pile, the band members back down to four. The only female of the group was missing. "He didn't think that girls belonged in a rock and roll band." Another picture was placed on top. This one still had the four boys though they were now in brighter clothes that fit the style of the nineties. "And then he determined that a rock band wouldn't sell, so they became another boy band, changed their name to State of Boy and were given back to me for complete control. Five songs in, all the members quit."
"What happened to the girl?" James asked.
"Became a member of Angel Angel," Gustavo responded. "Her contract required that I put her in a band, so I made a girl group for her. They didn't last long after their first album. Bad chemistry."
"We can't let this happen to Wolff Pack," Kendall declared. "We have to do something!"
"What could we do?" Carlos asked. Kendall opened his mouth to say something, but closed it again, a thoughtful expression passing his face.
"We can't do anything, can we?" James assumed.
"No, we can do something," Kendall insisted. "I just haven't thought of it yet."
Suddenly, the door opened and Katrina poked her head inside the office. Heads turned to stare at her. "Hey guys. Evan, Brandon and I are going back to the Palm Woods. Please tell me you're coming with us. I don't want to face Aunt Jenn like this alone." The boys turned to Gustavo.
"Go," Gustavo waved them off. "I need a break from you dogs anyway." He took a glance over at Katrina. "Keep an eye on her, okay?" The boys nodded before they left the office.
After giving Gustavo a weird look, Katrina caught up with the boys, "What was that about?"
"Nothing," the guys responded a little too quickly. Katrina narrowed her eyes, but didn't ask anything else. Evan and Brandon got up from the couch in the lobby to join them, moving slowly because of their tight pants.
"I was thinking," Evan brought up as the group headed for the elevator. "We should just go straight to our mansion and do some recon on the Zizi there. Going back to the Palm Woods is a ridiculous, unnecessary step."
"That's a great idea!" Katrina agreed.
"What about dinner?" Carlos reminded him.
"Grab some fast food on the way," Evan suggested.
"We have no money," Logan mentioned.
Katrina pulled out her Penny's Pet Care credit card, "I have this. I'll just say it was a business luncheon. I mean, we all work with Penny's Pet Care, so it would be okay, right?"
"What about the others?" James brought up. "I thought they were gonna help us."
"We'll call them on the way!" Evan decided. "They can meet us there!"
"You're trying to avoid my mom, aren't you?" Kendall realized.
Katrina and Evan exchanged quick looks before admitting, "Yes."
Kendall sighed and held out his hand to Logan, "Bandages." Logan immediately pulled out a couple of bandages from his pockets. The others gave him weird looks.
"What?" Logan shrugged. "Kat gets hurt often enough that I started carrying them around as a precaution." The others took this as an acceptable explanation.
"Here," Kendall held out the bandages for Katrina. "Put them over your new piercings. My mom won't give it a second thought with your injury record. She'll just be grateful that it didn't require another hospital visit."
Katrina grabbed the two bandages and stared at them for a second before revealing, "I need three more."
Logan raised an eyebrow, "Did they hurt you or something?"
"No, I just have three more new piercings," Katrina mentioned, not giving eye contact with any of the guys.
Carlos looked her over, "I don't see any other piercings." Katrina stuck out her tongue, revealing another stud there.
"Okay, that's kind of hard to bandage," Kendall told her as the group arrived at the elevator. He pressed the button for it. "Just keep your mouth closed as much as possible when you're around my mom and she won't find out."
"Where are the other two?" James asked. The doors to the elevator opened up and the group filed in.
Katrina's cheeks turned pink, "They're, um, covered up by clothing." She self-consciously zipped up her leather jacket, hoping it would cover her better. All six boys widened their eyes as they turned to stare at her right as the doors to the elevator closed them in.
When the group walked into the Palm Woods, everyone stopped and stared. Items were dropped upon the sight of the new look Wolff Pack had. While the guys of Big Time Rush held back, Katrina, Evan and Brandon headed for the elevators. The Palm Woods teens backed away from them, slightly scared of this rocker look.
"We definitely have to do something," Kendall decided. "They can't live the rest of their lives like this."
"Actually, I don't mind," Logan mentioned. His friends gave him confused looks. "With them like this, Kat won't get hit on by the other guys as much because they'll be afraid that she or her brother will kill them. Appearances are everything in this business. But, yeah, we should do something."
"Maybe if they're like this, then the Zizi won't attack them anymore," Carlos brought up.
"I highly doubt THAT will happen," Kendall responded. "Come on. We don't want to let them face my mom alone like this." The boys ran to catch up with the rock band.
As the group waited for the elevator, Camille walked up to them, "What happened to you?"
"Griffin," Katrina spoke as though it was the answer to everything. The boys nodded, knowing exactly what she meant.
"Camille, now is not a good time," Evan told her. "We're about to face my aunt with this look." Camille winced. "No matter how this goes, we're planning on checking out Kat's and my old house for things the Zizi might have left behind. Can we still count on you to help out?"
"Of course," Camille assured him. "I'll meet you back down here later then. Good luck with your aunt." She waved to the group before heading out into the pool area. The elevator doors opened and the group went inside.
"Are you and Camille friends or something?" Katrina asked her brother. "You've been around each other a lot lately." Kendall, James and Brandon stiffened, waiting for the reveal.
"Remember that project we were forced to be partners for?" Evan told her. Katrina nodded. "Well, Camille and I kind of hit it off since then."
"So, you've become friends?" Katrina checked. "Or is there something else?" She and Logan watched Evan carefully.
Evan froze for a second before replying, "Yes, we've become friends."
"What else do you think is going on?" Carlos asked. "Why would your brother be stupid enough to date your boyfriend's ex?"
"Yeah," Evan laughed. "That would be stupid."
Katrina gave him a smile, "You're right. I'm just being paranoid." The elevators stopped on their floor and Katrina left. Logan gave Evan an odd look before following his girlfriend out.
"You have to tell her, Evan," Kendall insisted.
"I know!" Evan exclaimed.
"Tell her what?" Carlos asked.
"Nothing, Carlos," the other boys told him, leaving the elevator as well. Carlos furrowed his eyebrows in confusion before heading out too.
Reaching apartment 2J, the boys of Big Time Rush immediately went inside. Katrina, Evan and Brandon stood outside for a few moments, staring at the door.
"You know what?" Brandon brought up. "I don't need a home cooked meal today. I'll just eat some take-out or something. It's not MY aunt on the other side of that door. Good luck!" He raced into apartment 2K.
"Don't talk," Evan reminded Katrina. "She'll know right away about that tongue piercing." Katrina nodded. After taking deep breaths, the brother and sister walked through the doors.
Suddenly, a loud crash echoed in the apartment as Mrs. Knight dropped some plates, "WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?!"
"Whoa!" Katie commented from her spot at the dining table. "Those clothes are AWESOME!"
Kendall immediately appeared next to his mom, "Hey, Mom, the record label is trying something new with Wolff Pack. They're a rock band now so they have to wear clothes like that. It's just a phase. No need to get worked up over it."
"Katrina, what happened to your nose?" Mrs. Knight noticed the bandage on the model's nose. Katrina widened her eyes as she looked to the guys for help.
"That's our fault!" Logan covered for her. "We pulled her into something crazy and she got hurt again. It was just a minor injury. Nothing to see a doctor for."
"Well, let me see it," Mrs. Knight headed for Katrina. "With your luck, it could be a broken nose."
The boys of Big Time Rush blocked her way, "No!" Mrs. Knight raised an eyebrow.
"It was just a scratch!" Kendall exclaimed.
"Really, the bandage was too much," Logan added.
"Removing the bandage now would make it even worse!" James tried.
"Yeah, there's no need to look at the piercing," Carlos waved it off. Everyone immediately looked at him. "Did I say piercing?! I meant scratch!"
Mrs. Knight pushed through the boys and went up to Katrina, pulling the bandage of her nose. She gasped at the sight of the nose piercing.
Katie appeared next to her, "Sweet! Mom, can I get a nose piercing too?"
"NO!" Mrs. Knight screamed at her daughter.
"I can explain!" Katrina yelled. Without warning, Mrs. Knight's hand went into Katrina's mouth, pulling out her tongue to reveal the piercing there.
"KATRINA RAVEN WOLFF! YOU WILL TAKE THOSE OUT THIS SECOND!" Mrs. Knight released Katrina's tongue.
"All of them?" Katrina asked.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT?!" Mrs. Knight continued her fury.
"Uh," Katrina looked to the guys for help. They shook their heads, not wanting to get involved.
Mrs. Knight decided to find out on her own by unzipping Katrina's jacket. After being disgusted by the skimpy outfit, she noticed the bandage over the girl's bellybutton. She ripped off the bandage, revealing yet another piercing. "YES, I WANT ALL OF THEM OFF! NOW!"
"Um," Katrina stared at her aunt. "I-uh." Suddenly, she pointed at Evan. "EVAN GOT A TATTOO!"
"WHAT?!" Mrs. Knight turned to Evan with her hands on her hips. Evan gulped. Katrina used this distraction to run from the apartment, the door slamming shut after her. "A TATTOO?!" After a few seconds of laughing nervously, Evan ran out of the apartment, not even bothering with shutting the door afterward. Mrs. Knight grumbled as she raced after them.
"Well," Kendall spoke to the remaining people. "That actually went better than expected." The other guys nodded.
After hiding from Mrs. Knight for all of dinner, Katrina and Evan found themselves in the Palm Woods lobby, waiting for their friends to show up. The boys of Big Time Rush came down first, bringing along Katie. Brandon showed up next followed by Camille and Jo. Cody walked into the Palm Woods, joining the group. He seemed unusually happy with spending time with them. Natalie came last, dragging along Cedric. After an argument with the others where Natalie tried to get them to allow Cedric to come with them, Cedric left to do something else.
"Okay, everyone here?" Evan checked over the group, counting the heads. "Alright, let's go check out that mansion." The group headed for the doors.
Standing outside the remains of the Wolff family's home, the group of kids stared up at it.
"Okay, so who's going with who?" Kendall asked.
"You, Katie and I are checking out the basement," Katrina told him.
"I'm taking Logan and Cody through the first floor," Evan revealed. "Specifically, the study and my dad's office."
"Carlos and Jo are joining me to search the top two floors," Natalie mentioned. "Those are mostly bedrooms, but there are a few other rooms there, like Mrs. Wolff's sewing room."
"James, Camille and I are in charge of the grounds," Brandon gestured to the area around them. "Including the garage and Evan's old sports shack."
"And everyone's got their protection gear?" Evan checked. Everyone looked over their helmets, bulletproof vests and other guards. Katrina seemed to be the one with the most gear. They all gave Evan a thumbs up. "Then, split up!" Without another word, everyone went off in separate directions.
"I don't know if you've seen this yet," Katrina told Kendall and Katie as she led them down into the basement of the Wolff mansion. "But you're gonna get so excited when you see what our basement is really like." Kendall and Katie looked around the basement, noticing that the only piece of furniture was a ratty, old couch that had a bit of fire damage. "This isn't it. This is just the room before the main part of the basement." Katrina reached the door, grabbed the doorknob and turned to her cousins with excitement. "Are you ready?"
"What's so special about your basement anyway?" Kendall asked. Katrina didn't give him a response, going through the door instead. Kendall and Katie exchanged quick looks before they followed her in.
Katrina stood frozen not far into the room beyond the door. She stared out into the room, her eyes darting back and forth between walls. Her cousins stopped on either side of her to check out the room as well.
"Okay, I'll admit it's really big," Katie mentioned, her voice echoing off the walls. "But other than that, I don't see anything special."
"It's gone," Katrina told them. "The clothes and everything. It's all gone. Someone stole everything that had been preserved from the fire in here." Indeed, while the room was massive, it was bare. No racks of clothes, no couches, no dressing areas. Other than its size, it was a normal basement.
"I'm guessing the Zizi realized we'd be coming here and have already swept this place out," Kendall decided. "That's really the only explanation for this."
"Where does that lead?" Katie pointed at a door on the opposite wall of them.
Katrina shook her head, "I didn't even know there was a door there. That part of the wall was covered by a few dressing rooms." She furrowed her eyebrows. "Which my dad had installed by some hired help that insisted on wearing suits the entire time." Kendall and Katie gave each other smiles.
"Looks like we do have something to investigate," Kendall spoke to them. He, Katrina and Katie made their way over to the door. After attempting to open it, Kendall announced to the others, "It's locked."
"Kat, do you have a bobby pin?" Katie asked. Katrina pulled a bobby pin out of her hair and handed it to her younger cousin. "Just give me a few moments and I'll get this unlocked." While Katie went to work on the locked door, Kendall and Katrina leaned against the wall to wait.
"We've got the best part of the house," Evan told Logan and Cody. "We get to search my dad's office. If there's going to be ANY type of evidence, it's gonna be here." He led Logan over to the desk in the middle of the office. Logan was pushed into the seat at the desk so he could stare at the computer. "Logan, is there any way to get access to that computer?"
"Well, it's a possibility, but not with this exact computer," Logan explained. "This computer has suffered a lot of fire damage. If the hard drive is usable, then I might be able to get the information from it. I'd just need a laptop to use the hard drive with because this computer is so badly damaged that I don't think it'll even turn on."
Evan took off the backpack he had and opened it, pulling out a laptop, "I assumed you'd need something like this. If you need anything else, let me know." He gave Logan the laptop and placed a hand on his shoulder. "It's so nice to have my sister dating a nerd like you. I mean, we had Natalie before, but she wouldn't always help us. Whenever she would help us, it would have to be doing something that could make her learn something. You are going to help us, right?"
"Of course," Logan assured him, placing the laptop on the desk next to the computer. "This affects both Kendall and Kat. I get to help both my best friend and my girlfriend by doing one thing. Plus, I get to make a good impression on my girlfriend's older brother." Cody rolled his eyes.
Smiling, Evan let go of Logan, "I knew I preferred you dating my sister over any other guy." Logan nodded before getting to work on switching the hard drives of the burnt computer and the laptop. "Come on, Cody. We have the rest of this floor to look for clues." The two boys immediately began their search.
"So, what are we supposed to be looking for?" Carlos asked Natalie.
The smart girl shrugged, "I have no idea. Clues, I guess." The two of them and Jo were searching the second floor of the house, glancing into each of the bedrooms there.
"Why would they use this part of the house anyway?" Jo brought up. "It seems like the higher you go in a fire damaged building, the less stable it is."
"Which, according to Evan, might be why there's something up here," Natalie responded. "The Zizi might think that we won't search this part of the house because it's too unstable to search." She led the others into the first bedroom, Evan's old one.
While Natalie and Jo immediately searched through the places that things could be hidden, Carlos found something odd in plain sight, "I didn't know Evan had a doll that looked like himself."
Natalie stood up straight, "He didn't." Carlos pointed over to the doll sitting on Evan's bed. Sure enough, the toy looked like a miniature version of Evan. Natalie picked it up to examine it. Although the eyes were closed, the detail in the doll was amazing. Whoever had made it had even gotten the dimples that Evan had whenever he smiled. The only thing different was the red stab wound through the doll's chest and the knife in his right hand.
Suddenly, the doll's eyes snapped open. Natalie screamed and dropped the toy on the bed, backing away as far as possible. All three teens stared at the doll.
"Evan Wolff," Evan's voice came from the doll. "Suicide." The doll's eyes closed again.
After a few moments of tense silence, waiting for something else to happen with the doll, Carlos, Natalie and Jo relaxed. The doll wasn't doing anything else.
"That was creepy," Jo mentioned. "What was that about?"
"I think the Zizi are planting messages," Natalie assumed. She quickly left the room. After glancing at each other, Carlos and Jo followed her. The three of them headed inside Katrina's old bedroom. There, another doll sat on Katrina's bed, this one a toy copy of the real Katrina. This doll had an injury too: a hole in the middle of the forehead.
"Do you think this one talks too?" Carlos asked.
"Probably," Natalie nodded. "I'll check in a second. I want to look at something else first." Once again, she left the room with the other two following. She ducked into a nearby bedroom for one of Katrina's and Evan's younger siblings. This one was for Richard, Katrina's and Evan's youngest brother. While Carlos and Jo focused their attentions on the wall with burnt photographs of places and people from around the world, Natalie made her way over to the bed, gasping at what she saw. When Carlos and Jo joined her, they gasped too.
Another doll sat on Richard's bed, a miniaturized version of Richard himself. The doll had a slit neck, fake blood painted around the wound.
"What does this mean?" Jo asked.
"I think the Zizi is giving warnings as to how the Wolffs are going to be killed," Natalie deduced.
"But there's just Kat and Evan," Carlos reminded her. "Why would they plant dolls of their siblings?"
"I don't think they're actually dead," Natalie revealed. Carlos and Jo immediately stared at Natalie, expecting an explanation. Natalie didn't give them one, choosing to leave the room instead. After one more glance at each other, Carlos and Jo followed her.
"What does Evan think we'll find out here?" Camille asked Brandon as they walked through the backyard of the Wolffs' old house. "If I were a member of the Zizi, I wouldn't be creeping out in the backyard of a supposed-to-be abandoned house."
"Honestly," Brandon responded. "I think he just wanted to get us out of the way."
James raised an eyebrow, "Why wouldn't he want us to help out?"
"Well, there's you," Brandon mentioned. "You wouldn't want to do anything that might get you or your hair hurt." James nodded, agreeing with this. "And I'm not the most useful person in an investigation. As for Camille, Evan's probably protecting her now that they're officially a couple."
"You and Evan are official?" James looked at Camille in confusion. She nodded happily. "Do Logan and Kat know?" Camille's happiness disappeared. "Oh. Let me tell them!" He started for the house, but was blocked by Camille.
"No, Evan and I are going to tell them!" Camille insisted. James and Brandon shared quick looks of disbelief. "We are!"
"I don't see Evan telling his sister that he's dating you," Brandon admitted. "He might pretend that he's okay with telling her, but he's not. Telling her leaves the chance that he might lose the relationship they have. Sure, they'll always be brother and sister, but they're friends too. If you two tell her about your relationship, then he'll lose the friendship he has with her. Not to mention what it'll do to her relationship with Logan."
"How would it affect her relationship with Logan?" James asked.
"It could go two ways," Brandon replied. "Logan could get jealous causing Kat to doubt her relationship with him which could lead to them breaking-up. Or, Logan and Kat will use this against Evan and make-out every time they're around him because Evan couldn't do anything about it without ruining any relationship he has with Kat."
"So, either Logan and Kat will break-up or their relationship will get more physical," James summed up. Brandon nodded. "Oh. Then, let's not tell them."
"Why not?" Camille asked. "I thought you wanted them to break-up so you could have your chance with her."
"I had my chance with her and lost it," James reminded her. "Yeah, I'd date her again if possible, but I don't want to be the cause of their break-up. Don't want to do that to my best friend."
"Oh, NOW you think that," Camille spoke sarcastically.
"Don't be like that, Camille," Brandon told her. "Don't blame James for your break-up with Logan. You cheated on Logan with Evan long before you and James kissed." James stared at Camille with wide eyes.
"So, I should blame Evan?" Camille realized.
"No, you should blame yourself," Brandon insisted. "Come on, you two, let's check out Evan's old sports shed." The three of them disappeared inside the building.
There was a click in the door and Katie cheered, "Got it!" Kendall immediately pulled her away from the door so that he could go through the door first. After a quick glance at Katrina and Katie, Kendall opened the door. He went in first followed by Katrina and Katie.
The three relatives looked around the room that had been cleaned out except for a black leather couch across from the door. There were indications that a large machine had been against the wall since there was a hole in the wall with cut wires inside.
"Wow, the Zizi really have cleaned this place out," Kendall observed. "I don't think we're going to find anything in here."
"What are those?" Katrina pointed at something sitting on the couch. She walked over to get a closer look. "I think they're Big Time Rush dolls." Kendall and Katie came over to stand next to her and look down at the miniature versions of the Big Time Rush members.
"I don't think that our band's famous enough to have dolls yet," Kendall admitted. He looked to Katie. She shook her head.
"Wonder where these came from then," Katrina spoke as she picked up the Logan doll. "Aw, Logan looks cute, even as a doll." Kendall rolled his eyes.
Suddenly, the doll's eyes opened. Katrina screamed, dropped the doll and backed away.
"Logan Mitchell," Logan's voice came from the doll. "Protecting Katrina Wolff." The eyes closed again.
"What was that?" Katie asked.
"I don't know," Kendall admitted. He picked up the doll that he assumed was based off himself. It was hard to tell who it was based on how mangled the body of the doll was. Most of the body parts were broken, including the neck, making it a tremendously creepy looking doll. The thing that made it seem most likely that it was Kendall's doll was the blonde hair and the hockey jersey.
Just as Logan's doll had done, this doll's eyes snapped open. Kendall continued to hold it as his voice rang from inside the doll, "Kendall Knight. Hockey accident." Kendall scowled, tossing the doll back on the couch with the others.
"This is sick," Kendall declared. "The Zizi are just trying to scare us."
"What is it?" Katrina had stepped away from the others, refusing to look at the dolls. "What are the Zizi trying to do with these… things?"
"They're saying how they're planning on killing you," Katie told her. "Well, the guys at least. There are probably more dolls around here somewhere of you and Evan with your deaths planned."
"So, Logan's going to die because of me," Katrina deduced. "I-I need some fresh air." She headed for the door, but Kendall stopped her by grabbing her arm.
"Kat, Logan won't die because of you," Kendall insisted. "It's not you pulling the trigger."
"It might as well be!" Katrina exclaimed, pulling her arm from Kendall's grasp. "By dating him, I'm putting him in the line of fire! I should break-up with him. Breaking-up with him will keep him safe, right?"
"It wouldn't," Kendall shook his head. "He's my best friend! Even if you two broke-up, he'd still be in danger because of me. Just like Brandon's in danger because of you and Evan."
"But-" Katrina started.
Kendall placed his hands on Katrina's shoulders and looked her straight in the eyes, "Kat, breaking-up with Logan is not the answer. He knew the risks involved in dating you from the beginning. Don't you dare ruin what you have with him just because the Zizi make a threat. They've made a lot of threats on our lives and we're still alive. At least let Logan see the doll before you do anything. Doesn't he deserve to make his own decision?"
"Of course," Katrina responded. "But do you really think he'll WANT to stay with me?"
Kendall rolled his eyes, "You obviously don't know what Logan is like when you're not around. He won't shut up about you."
A small smile grew on Katrina's lips as she shyly pushed a strand behind her ear, "He won't?"
"Part of it, I think, is bragging to James that he got the girl," Kendall admitted. "But most of it is because he loves you."
"Isn't that sweet?" a voice made the relatives grow tense. Kendall quickly pushed Katrina and Katie behind him as he turned to face the speaker. Emily stood in the doorway, a smirk plastered on her face. "So sweet it makes me want to puke."
"What do you want, Emily?" Kendall demanded.
"I want you to talk to your mom about your dad," Emily told him. "But that's not why I'm here. I'm here to announce a cease fire."
"What?!" the three relatives leaned forward, so surprised by her words that they thought they had heard something else.
"The Zizi have more important things to do right now than chase around some celebrities," Emily revealed. "Someone's shown up that we thought was dead. We have to focus all our attentions on this guy before he gets away again. Because, if he starts talking, things will fall apart for us fast. So, relax. No harm will come to you, for now at least."
"Why are you telling us this?" Katrina asked.
"Because I like to play with my food," Emily replied. The three relatives gulped and took a step away from her. Emily laughed. "But, seriously, I'm only telling you because you're not going to believe me anyway and you're going to live in fear that we're actually planning something big. Who knows? Maybe that's what's really going on here." She started to leave, but stopped in the doorway, looking back at them over her shoulder. "You should keep watch though. I won't come to warn you when we start up again." She left them considering that threat.
"Let's grab these dolls and get out of here," Kendall decided. Katrina and Katie nodded, helping him gather up the dolls.
"All of this is business stuff!" Evan complained, throwing some charred papers into the air. Logan didn't respond, staring at the laptop screen while he typed.
"At least, you're not finding what I am," Cody mentioned. "Why would your dad keep a bunch of rocks in his office anyway? It's not like they're collectibles either. They look exactly the same."
"ROCKS!" Evan immediately ran over to where Cody was. He pulled one of the rocks out of the box Cody was looking through and opened the fake rock. Nothing was inside. "Great. With my luck, they're all empty." He shoved the box of fake rocks into Cody's arms. "Bring this back with us. I gotta check each rock, but I don't have the time to do that now."
"Actually, we should head back soon," Logan brought up, closing the laptop. "It's getting close to nightfall. We don't want to be in this house at night. Who knows where the Zizi might be hiding here? Plus, there are a few tools back at home that could help me with cracking this hard drive."
"Just one more thing then," Evan insisted. He walked up to the wedding picture of his parents that was hanging on the wall behind his dad's desk. Grabbing the picture, he pulled it off the wall and put it to the side. The picture had apparently been hiding a safe. "My dad had this safe installed a week before the tragedy. Never told any of us kids why. Might have told my mom, but she wouldn't tell me so I have no way of knowing. Why would he have a safe installed? He kept his business records, our birth certificates and every other important piece of paper out in the open or locked in a drawer. Somewhere we knew to get it if we needed it. What could have been so important that he bought a safe to guard it? A fireproof safe, of all things."
"Do you know the combination?" Logan asked, coming over to stand next to Evan.
"No," Evan crossed his arms in a pout. "I was hoping to find the combination in here somewhere, but there's no record of it. It might be on that hard drive or in one of those rocks. If it is, then we'll have to come back here another time to get this open."
Suddenly, Logan grabbed the picture and flipped it over, checking the back. Evan and Cody stared at him with their eyebrows raised. With a frustrated sigh, Logan put the picture back down.
"I saw in a mystery show once that someone with a hidden safe put the combination on the back of the portrait covering it," Logan explained. "But it's not there. I guess that would have been too easy, huh?"
"We'll just have to come back later then," Evan decided. He grabbed his parents' wedding picture and hung it over the safe again. Freezing in his spot, Evan stared at the picture for a few moments, sniffing back a few tears that were building in his eyes. He turned away from the picture, smiling at the others. "Let's get back to the front yard to meet up with the others." After packing up the laptop and the destroyed computer's hard drive, the three boys left the room.
Carlos, Natalie and Jo left the house, finding everyone else waiting for them. Katrina held four mangled dolls in her arms. She clearly looked uncomfortable with holding them.
Holding out the bag he was holding, Carlos told Katrina, "Here, you can put them in here with the others." She quickly did as he offered, happy to be rid of the dolls.
"What do you mean by others?" Kendall asked. Carlos reached into the bag and pulled out the doll Katrina. Grabbing it from him, Katrina looked over the toy that looked like a replica of herself.
Suddenly, the eyes opened and Katrina's voice came from the doll, "Katrina Wolff. Shot in the head by Kendall." As the eyes closed, Kendall and Katrina froze. Carlos pulled the doll from her hands, stuffing it back in the bag with the others.
"You weren't supposed to hear that," Natalie insisted.
"Well, now we know that we're not going to die like this," Kendall declared. "There's no way I would shoot Kat."
"The Zizi could make it look like you did," Evan mentioned. Kendall didn't have a response to this. "They can kill us all and make it look like accidents."
"What are the Zizi planning?" Katrina whispered, hugging herself as a chill fell over her body.
Logan and Katrina sat on the couch in apartment 2J. Katrina had just told him what his doll had said. A few minutes had passed in silence and Katrina was automatically thinking the worst.
"I understand why you don't want to be with me anymore," Katrina spoke first in the silence. "I'll see if I can move in with Evan and Brandon. It would be easier on you that way."
"Who said that we're breaking-up?" Logan responded. "I never said that I wanted to break-up with you."
"But, aren't you scared that you'll get killed?" Katrina brought up.
"Of course," Logan told her. "Who wouldn't be? But we've been through a lot and, with how long it took for us to get together in the first place, we'd just be miserable if we broke-up. Isn't that what it seems like the Zizi really want? Us to be miserable? Let's not give them that satisfaction." Katrina smiled as Logan leaned in and kissed her forehead. "Besides, what would I do with the plans I have for us this weekend?"
"Plans?" Katrina perked up. "What kind of plans? Date plans?"
"Maybe," Logan teased her. "It is getting close to February which means we're getting closer to your birthday which means we should really find our thing soon so I know what to get you."
Katrina giggled, "Oh, what I REALLY want for my birthday is relatively cheap. In fact, it's free. You have it with you right now."
"I do?" Logan faked surprise. He pretended to check his pockets. "Oh, what do you know? I do have it." Leaning forward, Logan took Katrina's lips with his. Katrina kissed him back, clumping his shirt in her hand. As their kissing intensified, Logan wrapped his arms around her and pulled her onto his lap.
Seconds later, Logan pulled away, wincing in pain. He put his finger in his mouth.
"I think your tongue piercing pinched me," Logan revealed, checking his mouth for blood.
"Sorry," Katrina apologized. "If I could take it out, I would. Guess we'll have to cut back on using tongue for a while."
"How long does it take for it to heal?" Logan asked.
"Three to four weeks," Katrina groaned. "This is gonna be torture. I want to take it out, but Griffin will just pay someone to put another one in."
"There are other things we can do while we're waiting then," Logan mentioned.
"Like what?" Katrina asked.
"Well," Logan started.
Before he could continue, the door to the apartment opened. Logan and Katrina turned to watch Kendall pull Jo into the room. They raised their eyebrows as the newcomers came over to stand in front of them.
"Tell them," Kendall demanded from Jo.
"But she's going to get SO mad at me!" Jo exclaimed.
"You warned her that if they started up again, you'd side with Logan and Kat," Kendall reminded her. "Now, tell them."
"They're your relatives!" Jo yelled. "Why get me involved?!"
"You got involved the second she told you!" Kendall declared.
"Okay, what is going on?!" Logan got to his feet.
"Yeah," Katrina got up as well. "If this is a fight between you two, then we don't want to get involved."
"Fine!" Kendall decided. "Since you don't want to tell them, I will. Logan, Kat, we know who Evan's dating."
"Evan's dating someone?" Logan seemed confused.
"Who is it?!" Katrina leaned forward in anticipation.
"Just saying right now," Jo brought up. "Neither of us agree with their dating arrangement, so please don't kill the messenger." She gave off a nervous laugh as she turned to her boyfriend. Logan and Katrina exchanged quick confused glances before looking at Kendall, waiting for the reveal.
"EVAN! CAMILLE!" Logan's and Katrina's voices reached Evan's and Camille's ears. After looking at each other worriedly, Evan and Camille sat up in their pool chairs. They had been relaxing beside the pool before they heard the screaming. Glancing over at the entrance, they watched as Logan and Katrina stormed over to them. Heads perked up and phones were pulled out, ready to observe the upcoming scene. Logan and Katrina stopped in front of Evan and Camille, clearly furious. Kendall and Jo followed them, staying nearby in case a fight broke out. "YOU'RE DATING?!" Immediately, the other people at the pool began to gather around them.
"I see that SOMEONE couldn't keep their mouth shut long enough for us to tell you ourselves," Evan turned a quick glare upon Kendall as he and Camille got to their feet
"But she isn't even your type!" Katrina exclaimed. "Your type is girls that have boyfriends!" Evan's jaw dropped. "Oh, don't look so surprised. I knew your game with the girls. It wasn't that big of a secret at our old school! Especially since you dated girls in my grade! Gossip spreads, Evan!"
"Wait, wait, wait, wait," Logan held up a hand. "Evan is only interested in attached girls? Camille, did you cheat on me with him too?!"
"I don't see the point in answering that!" Camille insisted. "We're already broken-up. You can't break-up with me again! Besides, you were cheating on me with Katrina!" Logan's hands clenched into fists.
"HEY!" Katrina yelled. "Logan NEVER cheated on you!"
"Cheating doesn't have to include kissing if that's what you're judging it on," Camille responded. "There might not have been anything physical, but there was DEFINITELY emotional cheating!"
"Is that why you're dating my brother?!" Katrina asked. "Because you're trying to get back at me and Logan?! Do you really think you can use him like that?!"
"Kat, she's not using me!" Evan insisted. "Our relationship is mutual!"
"Wait a second," Logan stopped the fighting again. "Why isn't anyone else surprised by this?!"
"What are you talking about?" Katrina asked.
"No one but us seems surprised by their relationship!" Logan looked around the pool area. None of the people would maintain eye contact with him. "Did everyone know but us?!"
Slowly, Carlos raised his hand, "I didn't know."
"Thank you, Carlos," Katrina told him. "Thank you for being the ONLY ONE WHO HASN'T BEEN KEEPING SECRETS FROM US!" She turned a glare upon everyone else.
"Hey, we told you about it," Kendall pointed out.
"And how long have you known about it?!" Logan asked. Kendall scratched his head and turned away. "How long has this been going on?!"
"Basically since your last tour," Jo responded. Camille glared at her as the blonde covered her mouth, disbelief that she actually had said that.
"So, you DID cheat on me with him!" Logan turned back to Camille. "Why? Was it because I was gone and he was there? Was it because of Kat? Or is it that you think cheating on boyfriends is okay? After all, you cheated on me with James too!"
"Hey, that's enough, Logan," Evan insisted.
Suddenly, Logan's fist collided with Evan's face. Jaws dropped from the people watching the scene. Cell phones recorded video of the incident. Wincing, Logan shook off the pain in his hand. With a growl, Evan started for Logan, but was immediately blocked by Katrina stepping between them.
"Kat, what are you doing?!" Evan exclaimed. "He just punched me in the face! You're my sister! You're supposed to side with me!"
"Yeah, well, you're my brother!" Katrina reminded him. "I'll side with you when you side with me! This relationship you have with Camille is not healthy!" Camille took offense to those words.
"Oh, so being happy isn't healthy?!" Evan yelled.
"Of course you're happy!" Katrina spoke sarcastically. "You're happy enough to tell everyone you're dating her, EXCEPT YOUR OWN SISTER!"
"BECAUSE I KNEW SOMETHING LIKE THIS WOULD HAPPEN!" Evan screamed. "I want you and Logan to break-up, NOW!"
Katrina laughed, "You have NO RIGHT to tell me who I can and cannot date! I'm old enough to make my own decisions! I don't need you to protect me all the time, Evan!"
Turning to Kendall, Evan spoke, "Come on, cuz. You agree with me, right?"
"Actually, I'm siding with Logan and Kat," Kendall revealed, walking over to stand next to Logan and Katrina.
"HE PUNCHED ME!" Evan screeched.
"YOU DESERVED IT!" Kendall yelled back. "All you're doing is running around, flirting with girls and making the rest of us have to deal with your mistakes! Well, Evan, it's time for you to deal with your own actions!"
"Jo, get your boyfriend to see some sense," Camille mentioned.
"I kind of agree with him," Jo responded, moving to stand beside Kendall. "There have been way too many secrets going on here and you two were keeping one of the biggest ones. We all agreed to stop keeping secrets from each other, but you kept a secret from Evan's own sister! That's not right!"
"Does anyone think we're right?" Evan asked the group gathered.
"I do," Brandon walked over to Evan and Camille.
"Oh, I see who your best friend REALLY is now," Katrina commented.
"Be nice to him, Kat," Brandon insisted. "You remember what he was like after Emily? He basically gave up on relationships! Well, now he's in a stable, exclusive relationship with Camille. I can't go against the progress he's making."
"I don't know," Carlos joined Logan's and Katrina's side. "Evan's dating his sister's boyfriend's ex-girlfriend. There's gotta be some unwritten code broken in there."
"Those unwritten codes are stupid," Natalie insisted, going over to Evan's and Camille's side. "As long as Logan doesn't have any residual feelings for Camille, I don't see why Evan can't date her. Kat doesn't have any say in the matter. In fact, she should be happy that her brother's happy. Plus, her only competition for Logan's interest is now taken by someone else. Kat should be elated."
"But Kat and Camille have been at odds for a while now," James brought up, walking to Logan's and Katrina's side. "Why do you think that Evan didn't want Kat to know in the first place? If he wants to keep it a secret, then he knows deep down that the relationship isn't right. Plus, it makes everything even more complicated."
"Exactly," Cedric mentioned, standing next to Natalie on Evan's and Camille's side. "You have more things to worry about than who is dating who. As long as the couple is happy, it shouldn't matter what anyone else thinks."
"So," Katrina spoke to Evan. "There's nothing I can say that will make you stop dating Camille, is there?"
Evan wrapped an arm around Camille and pulled her closer, "No. There isn't." After staring at the couple for a few seconds, Katrina walked away, disappearing into the building. Logan glared at Evan and Camille as he followed his girlfriend out. Slowly, the group that had sided with them trailed after them.
"Today just seems to be going from bad to worse," Brandon mentioned.
"At least we won't have to worry about the Zizi," Evan noted. The others nodded.
The next day, the members of Wolff Pack sat on stools inside the recording booth. Griffin had given Gustavo a new song to produce with the band, but Katrina and Evan wouldn't look at each other. The siblings had their arms crossed and were turned in opposite directions. Brandon sat uncomfortably in the middle. In the control room, the boys of Big Time Rush, Gustavo and Kelly watched the band. Every time Gustavo started up the music, neither Katrina nor Evan would sing, no matter how much Gustavo screamed at them.
"Listen!" Gustavo exclaimed, finally calmed down after his last yelling session. "SOMEONE needs to sing! I don't even care if it's the goat at this point!" Brandon smiled, getting himself ready to sing. "But it can't be the goat because Griffin wants a duet between the siblings." Brandon slumped in his seat, crossing his arms as his mood dropped as well.
"Why am I in here then?" Brandon asked.
"So you can stop Katrina and Evan from killing each other," Kelly explained. "Come on, we really need you to sing. Did you want Griffin to break-up this band?"
"No," Katrina and Evan responded together, still not looking at each other.
"Then, you have to do the work," Kelly told them. "Just sing and then you can get out of here."
"You don't even have to sing these lyrics," Kendall suggested. "Sing your own if you like."
"Fine," Katrina agreed.
"Fine," Evan added a second later.
"FINE!" Katrina yelled, turning to glare at Evan.
"Let's start the music before a fight breaks out!" Gustavo decided, pressing a button to start up some music. After a few beats of music, the group in the control room thought that neither Wolff was going to sing. Finally, Katrina opened her mouth and sang some words that were not on the lyric sheet.
If this is what you think is honest, honestly
I think I'm gonna freak out
As though responding, Evan sang next. His words were also not on the lyric sheet.
This isn't where I wanna be, wanna be
I think I'll let myself out
Evan got up and headed for the door, but was immediately stopped by Katrina. She turned him around to face her, singing right to him.
Show me the door, oh
Cause I'm leaving the way I came in with the mess I made
Tonight will be the one to set it off
Brandon's eyes darted back and forth between the two feuding siblings for a second before he got up, intending on heading for the door. Both Katrina and Evan pushed him back down in his seat. Once Brandon was sitting again, Katrina went back into her singing.
We had our lights on the town
Evan broke into her verse, singing a line of his own.
Your eyes were smiling then
As she glared at him for interrupting her, Katrina went on, pointing at Brandon.
You left me hanging around with all your wack friends
"HEY!" Brandon exclaimed. The siblings ignored him as Evan sang his line.
You don't take me serious
Katrina put her hands in her hair, responding to his line.
Boy, you make me furious
Crossing his arms, Evan looked away from her.
Guaranteed, we'll disagree
Pulling the microphone to her, Katrina started the chorus.
I found out finding out isn't the worst part
Don't believe, it's just me
And I found out
Evan yanked the microphone from her, singing into it.
Do you really even have a clue
Katrina grabbed it back, glaring at Evan as she finished the chorus.
You're not quite Satan
But I really think I hate you
In the control room, the guys exchanged uncomfortable glances. Gustavo glared at the band in the booth. Kelly watched the siblings sing with curiosity. Katrina started up the next verse, still glaring at her brother.
We had our place in time
This is now, that was then
Evan pointed through the window at the boys of Big Time Rush.
You left me high and dry with all your stuck-up friends
"HEY!" Kendall, Carlos, James and Logan exclaimed. Kelly shushed them, still watching the siblings sing. Katrina's glare at Evan intensified.
You don't take me serious
Evan held up his hands in the air.
Girl, you're just delirious
Guaranteed, we'll disagree
Once again, Katrina started the chorus.
I found out finding out isn't the worst part
Don't believe, it's just me
And I found out
Just like the first time, Evan interrupted.
Do you really even have a clue
Katrina's eyes narrowed as she picked up where she left off.
You're not quite Satan
But I really think I hate you
I hate you, whoa
Evan rolled his eyes before he sang.
If this is what you think is honest, honestly
I think I'm gonna freak out
Recognizing the repeat of her earlier made-up lyrics, Katrina repeated his earlier ones.
This isn't where I wanna be, wanna be
I think I'll let myself out
Sh-Sh-Sh-Show me the door, oh
Cause I'm leaving the way I came in with the mess I made
Tonight will be the one to set it off
Evan repeated part of her last line, trying to show that he could sing better than her.
Tonight will be the one
Katrina was fuming as she sang the chorus.
I found out finding out isn't the worst part
Don't believe, it's just me
And I found out
For the third time, Evan interrupted the chorus.
Do you really even have a clue
Katrina tried to kick him, but he evaded her.
You're not quite Satan
But I-I-I
I found out finding out isn't the worst part
Don't believe, it's just me
And I found out
Evan burst into the chorus again.
Do you even fucking have a clue
This time, Katrina was able to push him away, causing him to fall over his stool.
You're not quite Satan
But I really think I hate you
You're not quite Satan
But I
You're not quite Satan
But I really think I hate you
As the music ended, Katrina stepped over her brother still trying to get up and left the booth, entering the control room. The people there turned to stare at her.
"What?" Katrina asked the group. "You wanted me to sing, so I sang." She grabbed Logan's hand before turning to the booth where Evan had finally gotten back up to his feet. Pressing a button on the control board, she spoke to her brother in the booth, "My boyfriend and I are gonna go make-out. Bye." Without another word, she dragged a happy Logan out of the room. Evan stood in the booth, hands clenched in anger, but unable to really do anything about it.
"They just wrote a song," Kelly observed. Kendall, Carlos, James and Gustavo turned to look at her. "Katrina and Evan just wrote lyrics on their own and it was actually pretty good, even if it doesn't fit with the instrumental part."
"Oh, NOW they're out of their writing slump!" Gustavo exclaimed. "Now that I HAVE NO CONTROL OVER THE MUSIC!"
"You could go behind Griffin's back," Kendall suggested. "Create a new set of demos that have a consistent music genre for each of the songs and make Griffin listen to it to prove that you do have control over this band."
"That would work," Gustavo admitted. "If the cat and wolf didn't HATE EACH OTHER!"
"Yeah, I'm surprised they both made it out of this recording session alive," James mumbled.
"I'm surprised they didn't kill Brandon in an attempt to kill each other," Carlos added.
"I can fix this," Kendall insisted. The others looked at him in disbelief. "Don't look at me like that! I can fix this!"
"Weren't you the one that broke their relationship in the first place?" James remembered.
"I CAN FIX THIS!" Kendall declared. "The best way to get them to stop fighting is to get them united on something."
"Like the band!" Kelly offered.
"They won't get united over the band," Kendall shook his head. "It's not theirs anymore. To get them interested in the band again, they have to want to work together. Besides, the second Griffin sees them arguing, he might break up the band or get rid of one of them. No, there's gotta be something else."
"Natalie might have something," Carlos brought up. "She said something at the mansion yesterday that might bring Kat and Evan back together."
Kendall and James turned to Carlos, "What did she say?"
"Something about their brothers and sisters," Carlos mentioned. James and Kendall leaned in closer, hoping to hear more.
(A/N): So, can Kendall fix all of this? Or is this too much? Is Wolff Pack going to implode or will everyone be able to get along again? Or will Griffin completely destroy the band with his meddling? With the Zizi supposedly out of the picture for a while, there won't be any distraction from the relationship drama going on. Everyone knows about Evan and Camille now. Well, everyone already knew, but now Logan and Katrina do and they are PISSED. Can the friendship between the siblings be repaired or is too broken now? Outside of all these relationships, Natalie has a theory on the Wolff siblings other than Katrina and Evan. Is there some truth to her words or is it just wishful thinking? Emily, on behalf of the Zizi, mentioned someone that they thought was dead, but wasn't. Who could that be? Will they play a factor in the upcoming chapters? Then, there's the creepy dolls. Are they a sign of things to come? Could they predict the end of the characters or are those dolls just to make them miserable, like Logan thinks? Keep reading the upcoming chapters as we uncover the answers to these questions and more! Until then, and hopefully in shorter time than this update took, happy reading!