AN: ILuvMyFangPlushie here.

No one's read my third update yet. I'm getting kind of worried guys. Are people not liking it as much as my first one? Read and review please, so I know this doesn't suck. I tend to think that everything I do sucks. Every once in while, you guys just skip a chapter or something and seriously it scares the crap out of me, cuz then I start thinking that all of a sudden my story is getting sucky. It isn't sucky, right?

Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride. I have never published a book in my life. I want to one day, but that day hasn't come yet.

Chapter 3: The Hospital

We all sat down into different chairs.

A guy sat down across from me. "Hi honey, let's start. Shall we? What's your name?"

Think of a name. Think of a name.

"Captain Terror," I say.

He looked at me wierd. "And how do you spell that?"

"Captain, like the captain of a ship and then Terror, you know T-E- R-O-R," I say.

"Your name is Captain Terror," the guy says like he doesn't believe me.

"That's right," I say. I look over at Max. Am I doing this right? I hope I'm doing this right. She's talking really quietly to another guy. "Are you really FBI?"

"Yes, how old are you?" he asked.

Should I tell him m;y real age? Eh, no way they could track us down with our ages. We don't even know our real birthdays. I could be like fifty for all I know. "Eight. How old are you?"

That kind of started him a bit. Did I do something wrong?

"Uh... um, you're kind of tall for an eight year old, aren't you?" he guy asked. Darn, should have told I was like fifteen.

"Uh huh. We're all tall. And skinny. And we eat a lot. When we can get it," I say. Which reminds me. Where is my food?

"Yes, I see. Tell me... Captain," he guy asks. Hehe. I like being called captain. "Have you ever seen anything like this?" The guy holds up a blurry, black and white picture of an Eraser half morphed.

Cue small, mental twitch and shudder.

"Gosh, no. What IS that?" I ask with wide innocent eyes.

The guy just sits there for a bit.

I am good. Hehe.

"I guess you are free to go then," he says.

"Bye," I say cheerfully and got up.

I walked over to Angel.

Angel and me talked about our interviews. She said she controlled his mind a little.

I shudder a little. She just smiles at me.

Soon Iggy walk over to us.

A nurse walks over to us and hands us some muffins, juice, and bagels.

"So I don't get more scrambled eggs?" I ask the nurse.

"Won't the muffins do?" she says.

"I guess," I say disappointed.

The nurse walks away.

Nudge walks to us and she sits down. Angel gives her a muffin and juice.

Max si still talking. She doesn't look happy.

She looks at us.

I held up a bagel. Telling her that I was saving her one.

She smiles then turns back to the lady.

Hey, wasn't she talking to a guy earler? Did the guy turn into a girl?

"Hey," Iggy said elbowing me.

"What?" I say.

"That lady. The one talking to Max, wants us to go with her," he says.

"What do you mean?" Nudge says.

"The lady says the place is like safe or something and she says we don't really have much of a choice because Fang is so bad," Iggy says.

"Oh," I say.

Soon, Max walks over to us. I give her, her bagel. She chews on it while she tells us what the lady, Anne, wanted. She says she thinking about agreeing. We talk for a bit about our interviews.

The nurse tells us to follow her.

We wait near the operating room, waiting for Fang to come out.

Hope he's okay.

I wonder what his interview would be like.

Two hours later, Fang comes out of surgery.

But we can't see him yet.

Max goes to wait for Fang near the operating room or the OR or whatever.

We wait for a while.

Max walks back into the room with that Anne lady.

Max is back! Max is back! Max is back!

She smiled at us and gave us a thumbs up.

Yay! Fang's okay! Fang's okay! Fang's okay!

That's what she meant, right? Yeah, that's what she meant.

"Whoop, whoop." Nudge high fived me.

Angel runs up to Max and hugs her.

"He's gonna be fine," Max says.

YAY!

"Can we see him?" Iggy asks.

"Ig, I hate to break it to you, but you're blind. However, in a little while you can go listen to him breathe and maybe talk to him," Max teases him.

Iggy does his weird smile scowl thing that he does all the time.

"Hi, everyone. Max may have told you about me. I'm Anne Walker, from the FBI. Has Max filled you in on the agreement we made?" Anne said.

"Yes, we're going to stay at your house for a teeny little while," Angel says.

"That's right," Anne says smiling.

"Us and Total," Angel says.

"Total?" Anne asked.

Where the heck was he?

Angel scowls at me.

"My dog," Angel says pointing under the chair. Oh, there he is.

"How did you get a dog in here?" Anne asks looking amazed.

"Yes! So, well, as soon as F... Nick is somewhat mobile, we'll go to Anne's house, rest up, get Nick up a hundred percent. Cool?" Max says.

We nod.

"FNick?" Iggy muttered, smirking. I cackle.

She ignored us.

"Actually, Nick won't be mobile for at least a week. So we can all head to my place today, and it can come out when he's ready," Anne says.

Huh? What?

"No, That wasn't what I agreed to. We're no leaving Nick here alone," Max says.

"He'll have doctors and nurses and agents at his door. Round the clock," Anne says.

Max crosses her arms over her chest. "No, two of your agents would be a snack for an Eraser."

Anne ignored her.

"It will be more comfortable for you at my house. Much better for you," Anne tries.

"But not much better for Nick," Max says.

"But... Nick can't be moved. Were you just planning to just hang out in his room?" Anne says.

Darn it, she has a point. It's still more comfy then the ground though.

"Can we see Fang, now?" I ask.

"Of course, he's sleeping though," Anne says.

We walk into the room.

"Fang, Fang, Fang, Fang, Fang," I sing as I hug him lightly.

He smiles and rubs my head.

Everyone else takes turn hugging Fang.

Max hugs him for a while.

"The girls can have the been. Iggy and I can sleep on the floor," I say.

"Excuse me, sexist piglet? How about the two smallest people share the bed cause they'll fit. That would be you and Angel," Max says raising her eyebrows.

Huff. Piglet? I'm not that small. I should be a pig. A big chubby one.

"Yeah, like, I'm too much of a cream puff to sleep on the floor?" Nudge says narrowing her eyes at me.

"I'm a man, men sleep on the floor," I say stubbornly.

"Fang's a man," Nudge says.

"Fang is injured, he doesn't count," I say.

"I'm not that weak," she shreaks at me.

"I'm not that small. Why can't I be a pig? Why do I have to be a piglet?" I complain.

"You're strong," Nudge says.

"No, I'm not. No one cares," I say glumly.

"We care about you," Angel, Iggy, and Nudge say hugging me.

I smile.

We look towards Max. She's talking to Fang.

"When do I get out of here?" Fang says.

"They say a week," Max says.

"So, like, tomorrow?" Fang says.

"That's what I'm thinking," Max says.

"So, Fnick, can I change the channel? There's a game on," Iggy says.

"Make yourself at home, Figgy," Fang says.

Me, Iggy, and Fang sat and watched the game.

We crashed early. The FBI guys gave us these yoga mat things. We stacked hands and went to sleep.

We woke up to a nurse walking into the door.

"Hi, I'm here to take Nick's temperature," the nurse says.

"Now?" Max asks.

She just nods.

Fang just shrugs.

Oh well.

Max told Fang about the Anne situation.

One of the nurses came to give us some food. Yay! Food.

I shoveled it into my mouth.

Done! Gonna save Fang this muffin. It's blueberry. His favorite.

"Can I get like one more plates, please?" I ask before she has a chance to leave. Maybe two was too much. I'll just ask for one this time.

"Sure, sweetie," she says.

Then she leaves.

The doctor comes in to change Fang's bandages. He looks confused.

I look at Fang. His gashes are only thin pink lines.

"I just don't understand it," the doctor says.

"Guess I'm good to go," Fang says trying to sit up.

"Wait! You're nowhere near ready to move or leave. Please, Nick, just lie still and rest," Anne says coming in.

Fang's like, yeah, yeah.

"Nick, now you're feeling a bit better, maybe you can convince your brothers and sisters to leave with me. I've offered for all of you to come stay at my house, to rest and regroup. Max refused to leave without you. But, I'm sure you can see that it's pointless for them to stay here and be uncomfortable. And you'd be joining us in a week or so," Anne says.

Yeah, that's not gonna happen.

Max leans against the wall and crossed her arm.

"So, how do you feel about it, Nick?" Anne says.

Fang looks at Max. "Whatever Max says. She's in charge."

Max grins.

Anne looks at Max.

"I can't leave Nick," Max says.

"If you all stay, maybe I could examine..." the doctor starts.

"Thank you, Doctor. I appreciate all your help," Anne says.

"We heal really quickly," Max says.

"What do I have to do to get some food in this joint," Fang says.

"You still have an IV. The doctors don't want you eating solid...," she says but sees Fang's narrowed eyes. He's really scary when he wants to be.

"We saved a tray for you," Max says handing him the tray.

Which, reminds me. The nurse LIED to me again. Gosh.

Fang dug in.

"I need to get out of here. The hospital smells alone are making me crawl the walls," Fang says in between bites.

"I think F... Nick is ready to come with us," Max says looking at Anne.

"Okay, let me go clear up some paperwork. It'll take about an hour and a half to drive to my home. I live in northern Virginia. Okay?" Anne says.

"Yeah," Max says.

Anne leaves and Max looks around at us.

"I don't know what's coming guys, but keep your eyes open and head's up. You sure you can move?" Max says.

"Sure," Fang says shrugging. He lays down and shut his eyes.

"After all, Fnick is Superman," Iggy says.

"Shut up, Jeff," Max says lifting his fingers to her face to show him that she's smiling.

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