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Sydney.

I watched as the large building burned to ash.

The firemen were on their way, at least they said they were.

It seemed as though all the guests have left and the fire blazed a brilliant light in the night.

Suddenly sirens wailed in the back and Nudge brought us all back to earth.

"Come on guys, before someone sees!" Quickly Iggy swung me over his shoulder and leapt into the air just as the others .

I looked over my shoulder at the firefighters ran in and ran back out and dowsed the fire immediately, not even successfully managing to rescue a whole brick.

I turned my head into his back nestling in between his wings. Then I felt something bump against my hip and I looked down to Iggy's hand.

He found mine quickly and squeezed it tight.

I smiled faintly and closed my eyes. I thought about Angel, and how upset Max is.

Rest in peace little Angel.

Let's put it like this, you'd think when you'd destroy all (or most of) evil forever you'd expect a raging party to roar through the streets, instead of flying through the wind, awfully morose. No one really said anything. Everyone kept quiet, except for Max who kept snuffling and then denying it.

I never knew she was so attached to Angel.

Iggy and I took a turn and I watched the flock disappear. He was taking me back to the hotel.

I sighed.

We stopped at a good distance away from the entrance as not to be seen. I kicked off the heels quickly.

Ah. Relief.

He set me down and, surprisingly, I collapsed into myself like a dying star.

"Whoa! Sydney, are you okay!" He tried not to shout as he instantly bent down to help me back up.

"Fine. Just a little beat up- you know. That's all."

He winced. "Come on."

He wrapped his tuxedo jacket around my shoulders and scooped me into his arms.

My head wobbled on my neck for a minute, and Iggy used his neck to press my head against his shoulder

He walked into the hotel lobby, cool and tranquil, as if I didn't look like I had been in a gunfight and covered in ash, which-let's not forget- I had just been in.

When the man at the desk saw us, he did one of those "panic spasms" but I wasn't really paying any attention to him as I felt a rush of blood rocket through my head and all over my brain.

"Can you remember your room number?" Iggy asked me, starting to head over to an elevator. "Ig, I don't have a hangover. Its top floor, E27."

"Har, Har."

We got up into my room without any disturbance. The unfortunate part, I had no key. And so we had to knock.

The first person to open the door was Duncan.

When he did. I don't know if he was angry, like the time I had randomly disappeared for two days or grateful for me still being alive.

But his opening line was.

"And YOU are?" Aiming it right at Iggy.

I grunted.

"Duncan this is Iggy." I said, sending a glower his way hoping he'd catch the hint.

His "I'm nineteen, kid and have no problem with whooping your ass" look was gone and he instead looked rather shaken, with his mouth in a perfect O.

"Feel free to pick your jaw up off the floor any time now." I informed him.

He snapped out of it.

"Iggy, huh. Been looking forward to meeting you for a long time. How's south- Dakota-is it?"

I flared my nostrils at him.

"Iggy's aunt is moving to Texas and Iggy's moving with her. The reason he's here is because she's friends with Jennie and was invited to the formal thing. You can lose the look now." I growled as Duncan tried to pull a smile.

"I'm not mad." He claimed with an actual warm smile and then he kissed my forehead.

"I'm gonna go to bed. Night Syd." He said giddily.

He nodded his head towards Iggy.

"You too, man."

I listened as the door shut.

"What just happened?" I asked Iggy, re-running the bizarre scene in my head.

He returning the confused expression said, "I have no idea."

He laid me down on the couch and I wanted nothing more but do pass out, well that or change. I stretched out and then sat back up. I began to pick out pieces of glass out of my foot when Iggy cracked his neck into one of the bedrooms.

"Seems as if your friends are asleep. They must've taken shifts staying up for you."

He chuckled and opened the door so I could see. I got up and quietly crept- make that limped- to the door.

Chandler was the first thing you could see. And you know how people could talk about how "peaceful" people look when their asleep.

Well Chandler is the exact opposite!

He was sprawled out, a twisted grimacing expression on his face and was decorated by some spread out playing cards which were all over the bed. He took up a whole double bed! He was snoring loudly and was mumbling something that sounded like 'schnufflebunnies'.

I tried desperately just to hold in a laugh as I shifted my gaze to Tarea and Maya the second thing you'd probably look at. Tarea was resting her head on May's legs and had her legs crossed and her hands neatly clasped over her stomach.

Forget peaceful! She looked dead.

Maya was snoozing over a bed of pillows she'd made from the second double bed and her face was covered in food.

Travis was in the corner, a cowboy hat was flung over his face, but over Chandlers weird snore, you could hear his faint snore. Which let's be honest sounded like a funny snort.

Jude was sitting straight up in the second bed holding a sleeping Ally in his arms.

I smiled and Iggy felt his way to the kitchen area.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Trying to find rubbing alcohol, go change." He smiled faintly.

I turned into the room, silently stepping over my friends that were sleeping on the floor and pulled my suitcase out from under the bed I had shared with Ally.

Careful not to disturb anyone, I slowly unzipped the luggage and pulled out sweat pant shorts and a t-shirt.

I scampered over to the bathroom and sighed as I silently shut the door. I changed out of my screwed up dress and into my comfy clothes. I pulled one of those white robes they have in the rooms, on over it to warm up in the cool hotel room.

I stepped out and tip-toed out of the room, and I saw Iggy preparing bandages over the coffee table.

I stopped by the fridge to get me some of the ice cream I had put in there earlier. I pulled out the pint of chocolate.

"Hey." I said with a heavy breath as I sunk down next to him on the couch.

"Hey." He said with a smile.

I kicked my feet up on his lap.

"Could you give me a massage when your done?" I teased, shoving a glob of chocolate goodness into my mouth.

"Only if your good." He stuck his tongue out at me.

And the conversation was on from there. He helped pick out the glass shards out of my foot and he put gauze and band aids on over the scrapes. When he was done doctoring me, I helped get the glass out of him.

He had a ton in his wing and I had to shut the door to the bedroom, so if anyone woke up and came outside they wouldn't question why my boyfriend had giant brown wings.

After that, we just kind of sat around talking, then I popped the awkward bubble.

"Sorry about Travis…" I stammered, Iggy looked up, confused.

"You know, earlier… He's so overprotective that's all, he's like a second brother to me. And he acts like it too. He was-"

"Just pissed at me for leaving?" He finished.

"Exactly." I said drawing in a breath.

"Yeah, I'm so sorry I left you. The world-"

"Needed some saving?" I asked, cutting him off this time.

"Yeah." He said stifling a laugh. "I can't believe I was such an ass! Just left without an explanation."

"Yeah you were kind of a dick."

"Thank you."

"Anytime, you male reproductive organ." I smiled widely.

"I'll never do it again, I swear."

"You don't have to promise that. Who knows when the world is going to need saving again? You may not have time to alert me that your leaving. And that's fine! At least the next time it happens I won't plunge myself into a serious depression like the lovesick drama queen Maya turned me into."

I said throwing my hands up in surrender and putting my ice cream container on the table.

"But there should never be a next time! I couldn't live with myself! You should have seen me even try and go through this. It's like the mission from hell! I-I-"

"Hey! Hey! Whoa! Calm! Slow. Down. It's okay, cause we have destroyed them right? So your right there shouldn't be a next time. And there won't."

He grew a grin so wide his white teeth shimmered with the stars.

"Yes. Your right. No more Itex." He said.

"No more Erasers."

"No more White Coats."

I smiled too, and then he leaned in and kissed me in celebration.

I molded my lips into his and he slid his hands down my back and brought me closer to him. Then slowly he parted my lips with his and then his tongue slowly found it's way in my mouth.

Yes.

Let that sink in for a minute.

IGGY STUCK HIS TONGUE IN MY MOUTH!

And the best part.

I WAS ACTUALLY LETTING HIM STICK HIS SLIMY MOUTH ORGAN INSIDE MY MOUTH!

Wow.

Canopen, wormseverywhere.

At first, the one thing that was in my head was WHAT THE HELL! Then suddenly it didn't seem all that bad. Sure it was gross and disgusting at the beginning, but it wasn't like that once you really think about that. For instance, I've gone my whole life with the same thing in my mouth!

Then, he must have noticed my slight discomfort, cause he moved his lips of my own, down my jaw line, to the side of my neck.

Suddenly I didn't know what had become of me…

I began to unfasten the buttons to his shirt.

I felt in the moment. It was just so spontaneous.

Without moving my lips from his earlobe, I slipped my hands inside his shirt to go draw on his abs, not paying attention to the part of me that was screaming,

"GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF! GET A GRIP! DON'T DO ANYTHING THAT YOU'LL REGRET!"

But how could I regret this? I had Iggy back and- as gross as I would have thought this was two months ago- I was enjoying it in an amusing way.

That was when I noticed he had the robe off me.

I let go of his ear to say,

"Wow. This is fast."

I paused, as I felt warmth while he ran his hands gradually up my sides to cup my face.

"Iggy?" I said, sort of soft. Confused about how to describe this, and what to say next.

"Mm?" He murmured against my skin as his nose ran up and down my neck, soothing my nerves.

"I love you, but, ha. Well, um. It's hard to put this in a sentence…" I stopped short.

"But, I mean. What am I doing? What are we doing? I-… Um." I sat up and tucked my black tousles behind my ears.

He sat up too, "Yeah. I was just so into it and you… were too, but yeah were both just-"

"Fifteen." I said.

"Yeah. Oh, yeah, I understand. I was out of line." He said.

"No, you weren't. I was… I just don't know why I did that now."

"It's fine. I understand. It was so-"

"In the moment. And yeah."

"Yeah."

We sat in a long awkward silence.

Then in the long silence, I began to laugh.

I tried to cover my mouth, I had to make it stop, but I couldn't help it.

I was on my back again, my hands holding my stomach as I fell into a giggle fit.

"What's so funny?" Iggy asked me, trying to hold back his own laughter.

"N-N-Nothing," I lied through laughter.

"Come on, tell me!" He said.

"It's just so funny!" I said, full aware that it made no sense.

"Do you mind me asking what is "so funny?"" He repeated doggedly.

"I don't know!" I said truthfully, still laughing.

"That helps." I said, a musing smile on his lips. Then he paused and looked down.

"Jeez Syd, how many buttons did you undo?" He asked with a laugh.

"I wanted to see if you still had your six pack." I said, not making eye contact.

"Mhmm, yeah cause that's it." He said an amused look in his eyes.

He jumped on me, and started to tickle me.

"Stop! Stop!" I gasped, through laughter, as he straightened himself up to where to he was resting on his knees above me, as he hands dashed across my body, tickling my sensitive spots.

"Stop! Ha, ha! AH! Quit! Quit! We're going to wake- AH- up m-m-my friends!" I exclaimed.

He stopped and fell to my side, looking at me through icy blue eyes.

I smiled and rested my head against his chest. Listening to his heartbeat thump rhythmically.

"I'm going to miss Angel." I whispered sadly.

"Me too." He said quietly as he wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tight.

"Gazzy'll never be the same again." I mumbled.

"That's for sure."

"Max will never be the same." He said.

"Tell her I know how she feels. She's probably crying herself to death. Go, Iggy. Be with your family. You've been through a great loss."

"Fang's probably comforting her. I can stay here with you-"

"No, Iggy. Really. She was your sister too."

He stopped and kissed my forehead.

"I'll be back."

"You don't have to."

"But I want to."

I gave up arguing and smiled and watched him slowly open the sliding glass door. He outstretched his wings and flew off.