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I woke up in an ambulance. An EMT hovered over me, and IV was already stuck in my vein. I touched something on my face, a tube going to my nose. An air machine? That's when I felt the strange flopping and twitching sensation in my chest.
The medic saw me awake, "You okay? We're almost to the hospital."

"My chest," I murmured, touching where my heart would be, feeling sick.

"I know, Hun," he said, "your heart beat is really high. Try taking deep and even breaths."

"Max?" Mom said frantically, standing and rushing to hold my hand.

"Ma'am please stay in your seat." he said.

She ignored him.

"We're here," the driver said hopping out and opening the back doors. They unloaded the bed I was lying on, and Mom had to let go of my hand for a second. We rushed into the hospital and my mom and I were taken to a room.

"What happened?" I asked her, as a nurse hurried to take my blood pressure.

"You called for me and when got to your room, you had fainted." she blinked hard, "You had fallen out of bed and you were shaking on the floor." She paused, bit her lip, then said, "Only one person could ride in the ambulance, the others are on their way."

Despite the feeling in my chest, I managed to smirk at the though of our huge RV speeding down the highway at 80 MPH. Gazzy or Iggy's finger probably out the window, flipping off the people honking at them.

The nurse then listened to my heart, her eyebrows came together. Then she and my mom helped me change into a hospital gown- or "johnny" as my mom called it- and I was then set up for a blood test. Two vials later I wasn't feeling so hot. I was dizzy and my head hurt, my chest felt so freaking weird and for the life of me, I could not catch my breath.

The nurse then wheeled in another EKG machine.

"Alright, Max. Do you know what an electrocardiogram is?"

I nodded mumbling, "Been there, done that."

She opened my gown, and placed the the stickers- well, she called them electrodes, but stickers are easier and more fun to say- around my chest.

When the EKG was over, she listened to my heart again, "Good! That's really great. Your heart beat is starting to slow down," she said; then a minute later she left the room with the paper the machine printed up.

Mom held my hand. "It's all okay now," she soothed, "Everything is going to be fine." Her phone rang, and she took it out of her purse one handed. She talked for a minute, then said, "The others are out in the lobby."

I nodded. How long would I have to stay in this hospital? More than anything, I wanted to be home- home, as in my house in Oregon.

A knock sounded and the nurse and a doctor came in.

"Hi, Max. I'm Dr. Flutee." he said.

"Hi," I said, as he shook my mom's hand and she introduced herself.

He flipped through his clip board papers. "So, I see you have had so heart problems before."
Mom nodded.

"Okay, what happened was a Ventricular Tachycardia event. That's when your beat spikes and it is so rapid it doesn't effectively pump blood throughout your body. Soon, your organs and tissues start being deprived of oxygen. When you first came in, your heart was beating up to a hundred sixty times a minute, but it has gradually decreased since then."

"But why did she faint?" Mom asked.

"That was a syncope event. A large and sudden increase or decrease in blood pressure."

I was only half listening. I was glad I was okay, but I was so dizzy. I just wanted the room to stay still and go to sleep. Ugh.

"She's alright to go home, but you guys should talk to your regular heart doctor, too. If you have any concerns or questions, you can call us or come by."

We thanked him and the nurse, and my mom helped me down the hall. I was leaning heavily on her as the room spun. She talked about my heart the whole way to the lobby. How it was going to be fine, we'd talk to our doctor when we got home, everything would okay, I'm healthy.

When we reached the lobby waiting room, I felt embarrassed for the scene. When everyone saw me and Mom, they jumped up with worry in their eyes. I know I couldn't exactly help what happened, but my stomach knotted with embarrassment.

I hugged my dad and then Eden, who kept me in her arms as Mom told the story. We went out to the RV. Everything safe and sound.

I leaned on Fang on the way home. We kept up a quiet conversation no one else could hear.

"You alright?" he asked, as we pulled onto the highway.

"I guess..." I mumbled.

"Are you feeling okay?"

"What do you think this means?" I asked in hushed voice.

"Nothing," he said quickly, "it was just your heart beating too fast."

"But it came out of no where! I mean, I was just sitting there," the next thought hit me like a fly swatter hits a fly against a window, "I don't think the Ideb is working."

"It is, though! You even said it was."

"I don't think it is, anymore."

""Don't think things like that."

"But look at this Fang," I gave him a sad smile, held up my hand. My fingernail tips were a blueish purple color. "The doctor said it should go away soon, though. Fang, what if this happens again?"

"It won't."

"What if my heart starts to get even more worse?"

"It won't. We haven't even heard from Dr. Havensen!"

"But gut says this isn't a good sign."

"Max, stop thinking so negatively! You've never thought this way before! Just because one thing happened, doesn't mean it's a bad sign! Just think... everything will be okay." He said in a low voice.

I didn't say anything for the rest of the ride, not wanting to upset him. I didn't tell him I was thinking the truth and that by saying 'everything's okay' he was trying to force a lie down my throat.

That night, all of us camped out in the living room. I'm not sure if he was because we were all feeling needy after what happened, and wanted to be close to one another, or if I needed anything, they could help or to just make sure another heart thing wouldn't happen. It started out with my mom planning to sleep with me in my room, then Angel and Nudge wanted to, too. And hey! Since it was a party, Fang wanted to. So we moved to the living room. Then Dad came out of his room, then Gazzy, Eden and Jimmy, then Iggy came out to get a drink of water and he felt left out so he pulled out some blankets and his pillow, too.

The next day, I woke up feeling dizzy, but still better. Mom called Dr. Havensen. He said I should come home ASAP. I needed another holter monitor.

So, everyone agreed to cut our vacation short and went to pack up. I had apologized to everyone, telling them sorry about our vacation being shortened, but they were more concerned about the well- being of my heart than staying the last two days of our vacation. But that didn't stop the guilt or the tears that filled my eyes as I packed. Maybe it was because I was tired, or I was afraid of what what might happen, maybe, but when one tear escaped my hard blinking eyes, the rest followed. I quietly closed the door and sat on my bed, letting the tears flow. So much for Miss Optimistic.

When the tears stopped, I wiped my face, hopping it wasn't red, stood up, and carried my two suit cases and pillow to the front door. I walked into the kitchen to get something to drink and bumped into Fang.

"Sorry," I said, then grabbed a water bottle from the fridge.

"It's o- have you been crying?"

I touched my face, my back still turned toward Fang, to make sure I didn't have tears or anything on my face.

"No." I took a sip of water and set the bottle on the counter.

Fang's arms closed around my waist, "What's wrong?" He kissed my neck.

"Nothing." I turned around so I was facing Fang. "I just feel bad about making everyone leave."

"Well, you shouldn't. Not your fault."

I sighed.

"Nobody is mad at you. Don't feel so guilty." He kissed my lips.

"Sorry."

"Stop acting like that."

I started blinking tears again. I could get mad, I could push him away and tell him to fuck off, but instead I burrowed into his chest and he held me close, running his fingers through my hair.

"It's okay, it's alright," he murmured. I wasn't crying or anything, but the comfort felt good. Wanting more of it, I leaned closer, touching my lips to Fang's. He held me tight around the waist and I rested my hand on his face. His tongue traced my lips, and I let him in. His took touched my inner lip and goose bumps broke out on my arms and chest. I met his tongue, glad to actually feel my stomach twist with heat. I held Fang closer as our tongues entered the battle of ecstasy. I felt Fang tremble against me as he took in a breath. This all felt so incredible, so blissful after all that happened.

"Woah! Make out city!" Nudge exclaimed. Honestly, I was surprised we hadn't been caught sooner.

We glared at Nudge 'til she scampered from the room.

Feeling better, and definitely more awake, we loaded up, made Total go potty, then hit the road.