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So now on to the filler chapter…

Angel's POV

I concentrated hard, staring at Fang's limp body. He couldn't be dead, he couldn't! I won't let you die, Fang! The little heart… machine… ooh, whatever it's called! It kept doing this screech, and I can't make it stop, and a little red, straight line was in the little box that used to make little jumpy motions. And it's not helping me concentrate! I've had enough of this. FANG! I used my mind control. If there was any hope, it was with this. FANG! WAKE UP!!

I watched as Fang's body sprung from the bed as he sat bolt upright and started breathing. The little… oh, that's what it is, a monitor, started chirping happily with each heartbeat. And then Fang went ballistic. He was screaming bloody murder as the nurses rushed in, looking at me as if it were my fault. Puh- leaze, I thought, If I didn't do anything, he'd be dead, and you'd still have to deal with him. Woah, not what I needed to know, lady! He's my brother, not a boy-toy!

I walked along with the stretcher they strapped him to and followed it to the new room they situated him in, waiting for him to stop screaming and become coherent. " Fang, calm down. Calm down. I'm here…"

He looked long and hard at me, as if he were confused, but I wasn't reading his brain at the moment. I'm not entirely sure I want to know what he's thinking about right now. "Who are you? And what did you just call me?"

" Huh?"

"I asked who you are, and what you called me."

He looked frantically around the room again, as if waiting for Erasers to come and attack him. Why do I not remember anything? Who is that kid? Why does she seem familiar? Who am I? What am I doing here? I seem perfectly fine. My back itches.

" Fang, it's me, Angel. You don't remember me, but I was the youngest one… of the flock. You remember them, right? You're here because you were in a car crash. You just woke up from a coma. The amnesia will probably wear off in a couple hours, they think."

Flock…familiar. That answers a couple questions. AMNESIA! "It's okay, Fang. It'll be okay. They say it'll wear off soon. That you'll gain your memories back. It'll be fine…"

"Easy for you to say! You know who you are! You know why you're here, which is obviously to pester me! But you're cute, kind of angelic, so just leave me alone and come back some other time…"

I had almost left the door, tears falling in silent streaks down my face, when he spoke up again. "Wait. I… I don't know anybody. Except you. I…I…" I need help. I don't know who people are. Or what I should know. And this little girl seems to have some sort of idea.

" I'll help you, Fang."

Can she hear my thoughts? That's creepy.

" Yes, I can, Fang. And, no, it's not, you're just not used to it."

We talked for a little bit before the stress and everything mad him fall asleep. He didn't remember anything, and I was so afraid that I'd caused it.