A.N. Hey everyone! ICBN here! So, personally I think that James Patterson is giving Max, Fang, Angel, Iggy, Ella, and Dylan WAY TOO MUCH ATTENTION! What about Nudge and Gazzy? The two best characters in the series?

I was also wondering why there weren't any Gazzy stories out there about how he felt following the end of the book ANGEL? So I decided to give the poor boy his place in FanFiction.

Chapter 1: Situation

Gazzy POV

I was sitting in a sea of plastic explosives. A timer was ticking ominously. I was filled with a sense of dread at the impending doom, but also with delight. I mean, real plastic explosives at my fingertips? I kept pleading with Angel to let me take some with us, but being the logical little sister, she refused. Finally, Max and Dylan burst in. Max looked shocked and terrified. That scared me. Max rarely, if ever, lets fear show on her face. Only when things were about to get bad. Then Fang showed up, surprise, surprise.

We discussed the situation, as the timer kept ticking. Tons of C-4, plastic explosive, nerve gas, sewers that spread out all over Europe… this couldn't end well. Fang asked, "Is there any way to dismantle the timers?"

I saw where he was going with this. "They're complicated," I replied, trying to act brave, "but I've seen them before. I wish Iggy were here." If my best friend and partner in crime were at the scene, there would be NOTHING to worry about.

"What does that timer say?" Max questioned anxiously.

I looked at gulped the answer, "Seven minutes."

"Is that enough time for you to kill it?" Fang wondered.

"I think so," I mused. "I can probably do it in about five minutes. I've always wanted to work on one of these." I absentmindedly ran mine fingers along the red, blue, and yellow wires that crisscrossed on the concrete sewer floor. I glanced up to see Max's face. She was in her leader moment, carefully considering her options, which I knew full well: 1) I stay and try to disable the bomb and possibly save the lives of thousands of people. The risk? I might die if I don't get out in time. 2) Max gets Angel and me out of here and we hit the skies to leave the rest of the people to die.

To be honest, neither option sounded good. Max closed her eyes. This must be hard for her, what with her whole saving-the-world-mission and all.

To my surprise, Angel spoke up, "I think Gazzy should stay. And I'll stay with him, to help. I'm not as good as Iggy, but I can do whatever he tells me to." I savored that moment. Angel was actually going to do whatever I tell her to? Sweet! I returned to reality. Personally, I thought I should stay and try to fix the problem, but I let the older kids make the decision.

Fang was saying, "I'll stay. With three of us, we'll make it work." He turned to look at me, and we met each other's eyes. It was a moment of complete understanding. Fang didn't treat me like his kid brother at that time, more like a man, an equal… He believed in me. That rocked.

Max and Dylan took off to try to evacuate the plaza in case… something went wrong. Wrong would be… bad. Enough chit-chat! Get to work, Gazzy! Think happy thoughts! Wonderful, fiery, bomb-inclusive happy thoughts…

A.N. So, be honest, what did you think? I actually have about two more chapters already typed, and they're on their way! *hint*hint*

Until next time, then! :) Over and out!