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(Vivian)

Fang POV

I watched as Max fell back, falling into unconsciousness. "Max!" I yelled. Dr. Martinez must have been standing somewhere nearby because she had heard me yell and had ran in, almost ramming into the door.

"Fang, what happened?" she asked, panicked.

I decided to leave out the tiny "almost kiss" detail out. "We were talking, and then she just…fell back unconsciously," I said, worried. Why is it that Max always made me worry? I'm sure she didn't mean it, but whenever something would happen to her because of her carelessness, I'd start worrying like crazy. I didn't know what to do.

What was wrong with Max? What was that bullet anyway…?

Max POV

Explaining what was going on was not on my to-do list. To all of those who think they do need an explanation, the same thing was going on as before. Max have weird dream, Max live weird dream. So here I was, passed out into white. I guess technically I wasn't living it because well, I was unconscious, wasn't I? Well I don't know actually. I mean, if I were unconscious, I wouldn't be able to be thinking to myself like an idiot right now, would I? So what the heck was really going on?

Everything was white, I couldn't see anything, I couldn't move. It was blank, just like the freaking isolation tank that I was stuck in before when Max II was still there. Oh joy, I wasn't in an isolation tank was I? If so then, kill me now. I suddenly heard voices.

"Dr. Martinez, do you by any chance know how long she'll be like this?" somebody asked. Fang, I made out his voice straight away. What did he mean 'how long'? How long was I out? Or am I still somewhat 'out'? I tried to move, tried to open my mouth to say something, anything, but nothing escaped. I couldn't move a single inch.

"Sorry Fang, but I'm afraid that Max could be in this state for, I don't know how long. I mean, she has been in this coma for about a week now. I'm afraid that if she stays like this for too long, we might have to let her go," I heard my mother tell Fang.

Woah, woah, woah. I was in a coma, for a week? And what did she mean 'let her go'? She couldn't be thinking about actually letting me go did she? I started to panic. God I had to do something fast. Protecting the flock wouldn't be too easy if I were, well, dead.

"What?? NO! I refuse to have Max 'let go' just like that! I can't lose her!" I heard Fang yell. Even in my state I could feel anger and pain radiating off of his voice.

"Fang, dear I understand that but you have to understand that Max can't be like that forever! I'm her mother! Do you think I'd want to just let her go? It hurts for me to see her like this, just as much as it hurts you, so don't think that I'm doing this because I don't care. I do care, you just don't understand that!"

I heard Fang quietly mutter something about my mom and how if she cared for me I wouldn't have ended up at the school in the first place. Huh? I don't think that my mom heard because she didn't respond. I heard footsteps, as someone left the room, and the door shut lightly.

I heard more footsteps, whoever stayed in the room must've pulled up a chair to what I guessed was the bed I was on, and stroked my hair gently. I felt the scars on the hand, and knew right away (yet again) that it was Fang. See how amazing I was at being able to tell who was who? I just knew my flock that well. I would chuckle to myself, but in the state that I was in at the moment, I didn't find that too easy.

I tried moving, showing Fang that I very much was alive, and fine. Well if I were fine I would be able to move. Urg! What was I going to do! I couldn't even give off a slight sign.

"Max," I heard Fang whisper, as if not wanting anybody else to hear.

"I love you," he took my hand and held it, and then I felt a drop of water on my hand. What the-? At first I thought that it might possibly be raining outside, and there was a leak in the roof or something. But I realized that I heard no rain outside. Even while in a coma, appereantly I still had the same awesome hearing as before.

Another drop.

What was that? I then realized that the little droplets of what I thought was water had happened to be Fang's tears. Fang? Crying? Never in my life have I heard him cry before. Never in my life DID I want to hear him cry. I couldn't believe it! I never thought that there would be a day in which I'd ever see it happen. Well technically, I wasn't seeing it, but you know what I mean.

How could Fang be breaking down like this? It just wasn't him! I immediately felt horrible inside. I felt sick inside, as I realized that the few tears escaping from Fang's eyes were all caused by me. I started feeling horrible, I wanted to do something, anything to show Fang that I was there, to stop from hearing the horrible sound of Fang's tears falling in drops on my hand.

God I was such an idiot.

I started to move, anything. What if I couldn't move in time? What if I…no I couldn't think that. I'd get myself out of this. But then again, didn't I deserve to be let go? No, bad Max, I shouldn't think like that. Iggy then walked in, and I felt Fang let go of me quickly, probably trying to hide his emotion.

"Fang, you can stop hiding your emotion," he said. "I mean, I have to say you are one of the best people ever to hide emotion, not that I know that many people, but you know what I mean. And what I'm trying to say is that you have to understand that you have to let your emotion out more often. I mean, if you don't let it out periodically, it'll all build up and then the next thing you know is that you will completely break down, letting all emotion that has been bundled up for years pouring out and you'll be in a mess. Just take this advice, and don't be afraid to let out emotion," he said.

I heard Fang growl "Is that why you came up here?"

"No, just wanted to tell you that Dr. Martinez is considering to let Max go today. So, please don't blame her. We all feel horrible that Max might have to…you know, but you're not the only one that's hurting inside. We all love her. She's like a mother to the Flock," he said, his voice a bit shaky. "But, things happen," he said, slowly, and quietly.

Dang I didn't think I was causing that much pain to everybody! I had to find a way to show some sort of sign!

Voice, any ideas? I heard Iggy walk out, as he got no reply from Fang, who I thought was still in the room but couldn't be positive because it was dead silent.

Max, listen I have an idea.

Uh, Voice? Do I really have a choice whether to listen or not? You're in my freaking head!

Max, I don't want to do this, but it's the only way…

And for the millionth time in my short, pathetic excuse of a life, I felt a searing pain burst through my head. I was internally screaming. Right now being 'let go' sounded like heaven. Anything to get the pain away, anything!

Then I heard a whimper escape my mouth. Yes! I was hoping Fang would be in the room still. Maybe he could- AH the pain came back.

"Max?" he asked, confused. He must have heard the whimper.

I tried to move my fingers, setting forth all of my energy, anything possible to just show that I was still there. After a few tries, I moved my finger slightly against Fang's hand, which was currently holding my hand yet again.

"Max!" Fang whispered, astounded. "Dr. Martinez!" he yelled.

I heard footsteps racing up the stairs, and heard several footsteps run into the room. I was assuming the whole flock ran in.

"What's going on?" she asked.

"It's Max, she…moved," he said.

"Angel! See if you can read her mind," my mother yelled to Angel.

YES! I thought.

Max! Are you okay?

It was my baby Angel. Yeah, I'm fi- AH. Dang it the pain wouldn't go away!

Try to move!

Been there done that. It's not working Angel.

"Um, Dr. Martinez, she said she's tried moving, it's not working for her. She's also in a lot of pain," Angel said in an angelic yet worried tone.

"Angel, you can control minds right?" my mom asked.

Angel nodded in reply, then new what to do.

Fang POV

Please, please, please let it work. I could not lose Max. I wouldn't be able to live if I lost Max.

All of a sudden Max jumped of screaming in pain.

"Max!" I yelled. Iggy was told by Dr. Martinez to send the other kids out of the room in case they get a bit scared about what was happening. I just stood there helplessly, knowing there was nothing I could do to take away Max's pain. God it killed me to see her like that, but I didn't know what to do.

I don't know if there is anybody that you love, but have you ever happened to feel incredibly horrible when seeing someone you love in pain? Well if so, then you probably new what I felt like. But for those of you who don't understand what I'm talking about, it feels like hell. You feel sick inside and the pain is something you feel won't go away until you are sure that the one you love is happy, fine, safe, or whatever the situation may be. In the case, it would be all three. And let me tell you that feeling is the only feeling that I absolutely could not stand. First it hurts the heart, more and more the longer you think about it, then you just feel as if you can't take it anymore. And if you get to the breakdown point, you would start crying.

But I don't know, maybe that's just how it works for me. Maybe it's just because I am the "unemotional" one, the "one with no feelings". That was the thing. I would never show my emotions or feelings, but that did not mean I did not have any. Every person has feelings, whether they are used through over expression, or maybe not even shown at all. But there is always some sort of emotion, and right now the emotions in me varied between fear, worry, pain, sadness. I only felt so many emotions whenever I saw Max in pain. That was the one thing that absolutely killed me. It's as if whenever I felt any of those emotions, I'd feel as if I were going to burst. Maybe Iggy was right, I would have to start expressing my emotions some time soon, or heck knows what might happen.

Some of the pain from my heart lifted as I saw Max slowly stop screaming and start taking deep breaths of air, as if she had just ran miles and miles.

"Max," I whispered, relieved. She looked at me and I moved in and gave her a big hug. Some people may be thinking "Dang Fang you should have kissed her!" Right now wasn't the best time to start smooching because well, I was in too much shock at the moment. For all I knew, Max could have died. That would be the end of everything.

"Oh, Fang! I was so scared everything was white and then I could hear you guys but I couldn't move and I was starting to think that I was going to be let go soon and I tried anything possible and then the Voice purposely put me in extreme pain to get me up because I couldn't stay like that forever and it hurt to bad and I was so afraid I would never see you again and-," I cut her off.

"Slow down, you are going to turn into Nudge if you keep that up," I mocked her.

She sighed, and closed her eyes, lying her head on my shoulder.

Eh, wasn't too happy with the chapter, but I dunno.

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