AN: I DO NOTTTT OWN MAX OR THE FLOCK. :D BUT PLEASE, ENJOY THIS STORY. IT'S KINDA MY TAKE ON WHAT -RUMOR HAS IT- JAMES PLANS TO TAKE THIS STORY. CEPT, DIFFERENT, BECAUSE I'M NOT JAMES. :D 3

I shot up, my hair stuck to my head with sweat. I looked around the room nervously. I could feel something bad was going to happen. I could just tell. I looked over at angel who was curled up against Nudge a branch away from me. It would be so easy to cradle them both and protect them from what was coming. Iggy's feet swung in my face and I knocked them away. I decided I might as well let Fang sleep. I jumped off the branch, letting loose the ends of my wings to soften my decent. I hit the bottom with a quieted thud. I couldn't see Fang but that was normal now day, the way his new power made him disappear. Apparently, it was funny to scare me by randomly reappearing.

"You can go to sleep." I said to the trunk of our tree, feeling more stupid by the moment. Nothing moved. "Fang?" I started walking towards the base. Suddenly, a lump fell to the side, revealing Fang's dark hair draped over his face. It was growing so long. He seriously needed a hair cut. I walked faster. "Fang?" My voice went up an octave, my stomach plummeted. "Fang?!" I hissed, "This is NOT funny!"

I ran to his body and pushed him. "Wake up!" He didn't even flicker an eye. He stayed stock still, almost like he was... No. I fell to my knees and put my two fingers at the base of his neck. His pulse pumped under his skin, too slow. I cursed and rested my hand on his forehead. His head was burning like fire. I almost recoiled. "Fang, what have you done to yourself?" I snapped, hoping he'll answer. I wanted to swear and break trees. Why was the only thing that can make sense in my life messed up? That just wasn't right. I sighed and leaned into a squat. Slowly, I draped his arm over my shoulder and lifted him. He had grown even taller now and weighed even more. I was getting left behind, quickly by the guys height wise.

I unwrapped my wings and pumped hard. Slowly, I got us off the ground, my wings aching. "Damn." I cursed. I fell back to the ground. The only way I could move him was if I woke up Iggy. I pursed my lips and tried again. I gritted my teeth and forced my wings to move faster. A whimper broke through Fang's lips as he feet lifted off and I lost my focus. We fell in a tumble on the ground. I sighed and wrapped my arm around his waist. I pulled him up against the base of the tree and rested his head against it. Slowly, his head rubbed up against my shoulder. I didn't move, my heart sky rocketing. What was I talking about? No it wasn't.

It couldn't be. He was my best friend.

I swallowed and tried to push his head away, but he was just so heavy now days. A small growl grew in the back of my throat. Stupid boy. I sighed and glared out at the horizon. After a while, my eye lids grew heavy. I wasn't normally this tired, but we had been flying hard to get to Gulf Shores. We all wanted a vacation and I knew how sick of running Fang was, even as well as he covered it up. I sighed and ran my hand through my recently cut bangs. hair had been flying all in my face and Angel had taken scissors to my hair. The rest of my hair was knotty and short, after I hacked off my braid. It was me, but I was sick of me.

I tried to ignore his touch and fever that made me sweat more in the Alabama night. The cicadas chirped through the night, singing me a lullaby almost, the way they made my eyes even heavier. I fought against the need for sleep, but what can I say? My will power is only so much...