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Me: I love doing cliffies, Angel!

Angel: I gathered.

And with out further ado, the story!

Maple's POV

I got seriously worried when Max blacked out. From the short time I had known her; it didn't really seem like a Max type of thing to do. Fang was first to react, kneeling on the floor next to her, checking her pulse.

"You idiot! You could have killed her!!!!" Angry didn't describe Fang. Furious didn't get close. All of the mutants apart from Logan, Fang and me edged ever so quietly away. There was a deathly silence.

"Look kid, she may be tough, but that's one of the better reactions. One of these other mutants ran screaming into the electromagnetic field threaded through the doors of their cell. That was messy."

Fang regarded Logan.

"Alright. This time." He was still doing his best death glare at Logan but Fang seemed to have calmed down. The tension in the air relaxed and everyone started intermingling. I walked over to Logan.

"Sorry about that, Lo." She grinned.

"No probs, small stuff, though I wasn't expecting the outburst from the dark kid."

I grinned too.

"That's Fang. He and Max are kind of an item. He's very protective of her."

"You 'ain't kiddin'."

Suddenly, a cry sounded.

"Maple! Max is waking up!"

I smiled sheepishly at Logan.

"You couldn't hide for a bit? Or until she's calmed down?"

"No problem, Maple."

Logan went and sat down with Gazzy and Nudge who started to give her questions from all sides. I took a deep breath and strode over towards where Max was sitting on the ground looking dazed and confused.

"Max! Are you OK?" She looked at me, clearly befuddled.

"What happened?" She 'ain't gonna like this.

"You fainted."

"Wha-?"

"You blacked out. You fell unconscious. You went to sleep on your feet."

"Why?" I sighed, exasperated.

"You saw Logan's sabres."

Max turned an interesting shade of red, then purple and then somehow green.

"You turning into a chameleon? Neat mutation." Max glared at me.

"Come on sleepy-head. You need to meet the others. Logan apologises for scaring you."

"I wasn't scared," She grumbled as we helped her to her feet. "It was a bodily reaction to play dead when feeling threatened. And I accept Logan's apology." I grinned. At least that crisis was over.