I was blushing furiously and Fang's eyes were cast to the ground. He waved an awkward hand, "Um, hi Nudge." Nudge's eyes were practically bulging out of her head, and was grinning ear to ear. "Hi," I murmured softly.

She smirked, "Hi." "So," Fang began. "Do you have anything to tell us or…?" His voice trailed off. "Oh, right. I almost forgot!" Nudge slapped a hand onto her forehead. "Apparently there's another lady on the boat, not Ash, her name is Sue Ann Wong.

"She's been super nice and was showing me and Angel of these really adorable photos of Akil-, I mean Kaya. Max said I should come get you guys to meet her, plus we're about to do a PowerPoint." Nudge spoke so quickly it was hard to tell if she even took a breath. "Okay," I smiled, anything to get out of the awkward situation we were currently in.

As Nudge led us to another door she continued to talk. Before we entered she turned to Fang and I, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." She opened the door and added, "Yet." Which made me start blushing all over again.

A woman who I assumed was Sue Ann Wong, stood over a computer. She had long dark hair that framed her face and an athletic build. The Flock, along with Bridgid, Dr. Papa and even Ash, all sat in chairs all facing a screen. Sue's looked up and broke into a grin, "You must be Skylar and Fang." I nodded, "Nice to meet you."

Kaya trotted over and pushed her muzzle into my leg. "You as well, I've heard so much about you. Newest member of the flock, former owner of Kaya," I could tell she almost said Akila, but I was happy she made the effort. "And you do have silver hair just like Angel said."

I laughed and looked toward Angel, "Just like Angel said." Sue turned her attention towards Fang, "Fang, who wears a lot of black, I'm assuming." Fang nodded and forced a grin, "Yep." He looked strangely uncomfortable knowing he had been talked about.

As if noticing his uneasiness, Sue spun on her heel and made a few clicks on the computer until the screen lit up with a PowerPoint. "And here's the presentation on global warming," she announced. We took our seats and listed attentively .

24 Hours Later:

I stood pressed against the railing, cold wind tousling my hair and staining my cheeks and ears pink. Maneuvering through the dark waters in front of me, was a boat half the size of our own, it carried Dr. Martinez and whatever else she needed to take the tracker out of my arm.

I would've liked to say my black jeans and navy blue hoodie did wonders for protecting me from the cold, they didn't. I shivered and pulled my jacket closer to my body. Noticing this, Fang came to stand behind me, rubbing my arms up and down to warm me up. I looked back at him and gave a small smile of appreciation.

When the other boat was probably hazardously close to our own, Dr. Martinez, accompanied by a large bag of medical supplies, shimmied up the ladder onto the deck. "Mom!" Max greeted her with a hug.

"Hi," the grin on Dr. Martinez's face at the sight of Max made a small pang of sadness go through me. I shook the feeling off and slowly pulled away from Fang to greet her. "Hello," I said.

"Skylar, it's so nice to see you again," she pulled me into a hug without a second glance. Not to say that I didn't appreciate it, but I was slightly uncomfortable with the gesture of affection that was foreign to me.

"You too," I tried to hide the discomfort in my voice. If Dr. Martinez noticed it, she didn't outwardly acknowledge it. After everybody had gotten into the warmth of the indoors, she said, "Okay, so I hear you have a tracker in your arm."

I nodded. "I don't know about you, but I'm ready to take it out right now. Are you okay with that, or would you like to wait?" It didn't take me long to decide that the sooner I got it out, the safer everyone would be. "Now is fine."

"We have a clinic that you can work in," offered Bridgid. "That would be great thanks." Before we headed to the clinic Fang asked, "Would it be fine if I came as well?"

Dr. Martinez replied, "Sure, I don't see why not." He nodded and followed us out into the hallway. I found myself lying awkwardly on a stainless steel operation table. Why the heck did this boat have an operation table? I asked myself incredulously, trying to focus on something else besides the familiarity of the cold metal beneath me.

This wasn't the School, I was fine. I would be under drugs this time, I wouldn't feel anything. I took a deep breath, attempting to steady my frantic emotions. Dr. Martinez stood beside me, drawing some of my blood. Fang stood on my other side, gripping my hand firmly. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," I tried to make myself convincing by looking him the eyes. I knew that he knew I was lying. I squeezed his hand so that he wouldn't be able to tell my hands were shaking. He looked down at me, probably seeing the terror written all over my face.

As Dr. Martinez was readying her utensils and tools she explained, "So I couldn't grab any anesthetic without anybody asking questions so I got the next best thing. It's a kind of drug that will numb you to all pain, but it can make you have hallucinations before it puts you to sleep." I swallowed thickly, "Okay."

"Do you want some water?" Fang asked me, feeling helpless. I nodded. He checked with Dr. Martinez, "Can I go get her some water?" She looked up from her work, "Go ahead."

Once he left, she came around to me and strapped my forearm down. "Ready?" She asked. "Yep." Quickly, she inserted the needle into my skin and I felt a wave of coolness as the drugs were carried into my system.

Slowly, my vision darkened a bit and my mind became fuzzy. Dr. Martinez said something that I couldn't quite make out. I gazed up the fluorescent lights above me. Oh god, I was at the School.

Panic swept through me. Somebody entered the room. It had to have been Jeb. I pulled against the strain that was holding my arm down and whimpered. He said something to Dr. Martinez, a concerned look on his face. "Skylar?" He asked me. How strange, his voice didn't sound like Jeb's, but he had to be Jeb.

He came towards me. "No!" I cried out. "Skylar, it's me, Fang." I tried to sit up, "Don't lie to me, Jeb!" His eyes widened with shock. He came towards me, I struggled to get away but I couldn't. I felt a wave of hatred towards him.

If I couldn't escape, I would have to do something else. I clawed at his face. He jerked away, but four small gashes marred his left cheek. Dr. Martinez gasped. "I'm fine," he reassured her. "She thinks I'm Jeb." I bared my teeth, "You are Jeb."

He gripped my wrist and pinned it down. His face was hovering above me, "Skylar, I'm not Jeb, I'm Fang. I don't want to hurt you."

"Liar," I spat. His contorted into a look of pain, so brief I was sure I had imagined it. "Leave," Dr. Martinez ordered. "If she thinks she's in the School there's nothing you can do." Reluctantly, he jumped away from me and took a wet cloth from Dr. Martinez. She directed him before he exited, "Clean that, you don't want it to get infected."

Dr. Martinez, I realized, why was she here? I didn't know, nothing made sense and I was tired, so tired. I just wanted to sleep. So I did.

Author's Note: Hi guys! Here's another chapter, I'm probably going to be putting up another one this week. I want to post a lot more before my school begins, because I won't be able to update as often during the school year. I'm thinking of doing some paragraphs or maybe even chapters in Fang's POV. Tell me if you'd like that or not in a review. XOXO- Skai.