….

The lady stared at me. I stared back.

She coughed awkwardly. "So, sweetie-"

"Don't call me sweetie," I cut in.

She stopped. "Okay, what's your name?"

"Katelyn. Call me Kate," I lied, cracking a knuckle.

She cleared her throat. "All right, so-"

"What's your name?" I asked.

She looked at me in surprise. "What?"

"You ask a question, I ask a question. That seems fair." I glared at her.

She rolled her eyes at me. Touché. "My name is Tessa. Tessa Smithson."

I nodded. "All right, continue."

She took a deep breath. "All right, Kate…. Have you ever seen this?"

And she showed me a picture of an Eraser, half morphed.

I looked at it hard. "Oh! Oh, umm…hmmmm….I GOT IT! Wait….it's on the tip of my tongue… never seen it before. What the fuck is it?"

She buried her head in her hands and groaned.

"My turn!" I smiled. "Why are you so ugly? I mean, is that even physically possible, I mean really-"

And that was the end of my lovely interrogation session.

Smiling, I walked back over to my chair, where nearby, Angel was sharing a muffin with Total. She smiled at me as I slid down m the floor next to her.

"How'd you get out so early?" I asked her.

"Mind control," She said, almost indifferent. "What about you?"

"Called my agent ugly…. She didn't seem to appreciate it," I grinned. "Do you have a "fake name"?

She nodded. "I'm Ariel, like the princess."

I smiled, even though I had no idea who Ariel was. "I'm Katelyn."

She frowned. "You didn't say Annie?" The name brought back pain, and I winced.

"You know I can't use that name Angel. After what happened….."

"Sorry, I just thought-"Angel started.

"It's okay," I cut her off. "I get it."

Angel looked away awkwardly. She nodded at Iggy, who was coming back toward us.

I smiled at him. "Hey Jeff."

He grinned back. "How'd you know?"

"Never doubt the powers of a mind reader," I replied steadily and looked over at Max, who was talking very softly to her agent. After a few seconds, he seemed to get passed off, and that's when another person came, a blonde lady.

"Snow… SNOW."

I turned. "What?"

Iggy pointed at a person who was offering us a few bags of bagels. "That."

No more words were needed. I grabbed an everything bagel, only the best kind of bagel, and swiftly bit off a third of it. Max turned to look at us. I waved and Gazzy waved a bagel to show her we were saving one for her. She nodded and turned back.

…..SOMETIME LATER…..

I sat in the waiting room, Max sitting tensely on my right, Iggy sitting on my left. Fang had gone into surgery about half an hour before, and we were so scared that he wouldn't make it. A few minutes of silence later, a doctor appeared in front of the door leading to the operating rooms.

"Max?" He asked, looking around.

Max raised her hand a little and walked over to him. They walked through the doors and out of sight.

Oh god, oh god, oh god, Fang! Nick! FNick! Whatever the fuck you wanna call him, just let him be okay!

I was just sitting there, hyperventilating, when I felt a hand in mine. I looked to the left. Iggy had taken my hand in his. Gratefully, I squeezed his hand, acknowledging him. He smiled faintly, but I could tell he was just as worried as I was.

After a few minutes, Max came back with that blonde lady from before. We all looked at her, and she gave us a small nod and a smile. We all cheered and Angel ran and jumped into Max's arms, hugging her.

"He's going to be fine," she confirmed.

I jumped up, as did Nudge, and we did that happy girl jump thing. Iggy smiled.

"Max can we see him?"

"Iggy, I hate to break this to you, but you're blind," Max teased. "But maybe in a little while you can go in and maybe talk to him."

He gave her a smile-scowl, something he's very good at. I just laughed. Fang would be fine, we were all fine, and we could be out of here soon.