A/N so this chapter is kinda a filler chapter but also kinda not, it leads to the next part of the story.

The backstage pass reads

Visitor approved for visiting Nick Walker

after Nashua, Iowa concert

I give out a short laugh and go to the doorway where Iggy pointed that I should go to see him. When I reach the door, a guard checks my pass and directs me to the hallway where Fa-nick (You know whatever I'm just going to call him Fang) Fang's dressing room will be.

The door has a name plate that reads Nick Walker, I knock and his voice, muffled by the door says, "Come in"

I walk in and he's facing the other way and he has no shirt on but is still wearing the black skinny jeans he had on, while on stage. "Hi Fang," I say.

He turns around slowly and says, "Max," but not in the arrogant way he was talking on the phone.

He ran a hand through his hair before heading towards the wardrobe in the corner. I went and sat on a couch on the opposite side of the room after closing the door. "Iggy gave me the pass," I say.

"Kinda figured that," Fang says.

"Are you mad?" I ask him.

"No not really," he says absent-mindedly playing with the dog tags around his neck.

"Can we talk?" I ask.

"Yeah sure," he says coming to sit on the couch with me.

"We left you…" I begin.

"Yeah, you did," He says.

"Only because Angel read your mind and thought you were going to kill Chase," I say.

This earns me a glare from Fang before he say, "I don't kill, for reasons like that," before he gets up and goes back over to the wardrobe.

"Fang," I say my voice cracking, then barely above a whisper, "You have to come back, I need you."

He looks at me with fear in his Onyx eyes before walking over to the couch. The next thing, I know were full on making out, then in a few moments I've gotten his pants off and he's clad in only his boxers. Then, like I'm actually going to tell you the rest, but after we both got dressed again and I left and he did, whatever the heck he does now as Nick.

The fly home took awhile I flew slowly trying to think about all…that… when I got home it was nearly 2 am. The kids were in bed and Iggy was asleep on the couch, I showered before waking him up.

"Iggy, I have to tell you something…" I say after waking him up.

A/N so what do you guys think?...don't kill me, it will all turn out just the way I have it planned to…I think