Two months.

It has been two months since that terrible day in Paris when you lost Angel in the explosion that killed hundred's of people.

It's also been two months since Fang left with his flock to stop the DG. He had left you standing in the rubble of Paris with a determined look on his face. He wanted to make the Doomsday Group pay for ripping Angel away from you. Except, you didn't know that and you still don't. You thought that he was just being a bastard and leaving you again.

You sigh as you rummage through your mom's vet clinic. You still hadn't picked up any leads on her, Ella, and Jeb's whereabouts so you came here in hopes of finding something. It also keeps your mind occupied from your new horrifying memory. It keeps all of you busy.

Dylan catches your eye and he smiles at you. You don't return it. You have learned your lesson on getting close to someone. Twice now. Once you're close, something happens, and they get ripped away from you. You swear to never make that mistake again. At least Fang is still alive. At least you know he is ok. Well, you think he is. You don't know what is going down right now in Canada. You don't know that he found the DG again, and is battling them. You are oblivious to this all.

He is fighting them for you. He isn't doing it for him or the world. Nope, just you. Why? Because he cares about you, and because he loves you still. Every decision he has made has been based on your wellbeing alone. Yes, even leaving you. He truly thought it would save you, and make you happy. After all, he never knew how much he meant to you. You never told. You haven't even said that you love him to his face.

But, you don't know any of this.

Suddenly, your pocket vibrates making everyone jump. You fumble for your phone and finally grab it.

"Hello?" you say into the small phone, miffed at the interruption even though you weren't really doing much.

"Max, it is me, Maya," Your voice says from the other line.

"Maya? Why are you calling me? Is everything ok?"

"No, Max. Nothing is ok,"

"What happened?" you ask her, a bit panicked. And she tells you. She tells you everything about how they found the DG and tried to battle them. You question Fang's motives on going to attack without you or even informing you, but Maya quickly explains how there wasn't time. Fang wanted to get the attack over with. There wasn't even enough time to inform you.

But, her last few sentences are the real stomach churners.

They had failed.

And Fang died.

He had died at the hands of a mutant with snake genes. The poisonous kind.

He is dead.

And he had died for you, though again, you are oblivious.

The minute those words register in your head, you crumple. Your body refuses to support you any longer. The phone falls from your hand and Maya yells from the phone, begging someone to pick it up so she can tell them her plan.

Dylan picks it up wordlessly and begins to listen, shooting you concerned looks. As for the rest of your flock, they are crying. They had all heard Maya thanks to their enhanced hearing.

Your whole body is ice. You can't move at all. Your eyes burn- the only warm thing on your entire body- as they fill with tears that hold unbearable grief. You loved him and now, you'll never see him again.

Ever.

You start to scream now, giving voice to your heartbreak. In all of your years of getting broken bones and ripped up skin, you have never felt something this painful before. It's inside of you, streaming to all of your nerves until you are just one big thing of pain. Your mind is starting to shut down to protect you from the outside world. From the harsh sunlight that was warm and inviting a few minutes ago. From the pitying stares that everyone will give you. It is shutting down like it almost did on the day you had thought Fang had died in Dr. G-H's clutches. This time though, it is real and true. No shot of adrenaline will bring him back now. He's gone.

The word is starting to tilt and twist at crazy angles. Blackness is starting to wash over you like waves from the ocean. You close your eyes and give in to it. After all, it will take you away from here. Away from the pain of reality.

So, you black out, and you dream.

~L~L~L~L~L~L~L~L~L~L~L~L~L~L~L~L~L~L~L~L~L~L~L~L~L~L~

So, that was the first chapter of a three-shot I have planned. I'll probably update tomorrow. I already have the second chapter typed up. Oh, and this whole this will be written in second person POV.

Reviews are cherished but not pushed.

~Ftera