Twenty nine :) I think a massive shout out is in order for totalbooknerd13 that review was priceless...and a little shout out to . .you. (You don't scare me :) not really sure you were suppose too) and maep01 cheers for the all rounder (ie alert, favourite, review 'freaking' is the word of the week for me so thank you for that too) :)

stars, almost reached 60 reviews for this as well so really chuffed, thanks to all who have reviewed you make me feel special (cue sarcastic 'awwww') anywho, a well deserved chapter, going to be a bit slow on updates as I family commitments and yak :) cheers for your continued support you lovely people...also I swear to god all of you are female on here, which is cool, I mean girl power and that, but can you drop me a review that some males are reading this I would like to appeal to all so that would do me a solid...if none..never mind, just was interested is all...

anywho enough talking... Wait one more thing...thanks for getting back to me on my questions :)...sorry carry on...

Sam got up from his seated position and woke up Fang, he was getting too tired to concentrate and knew that if he had carried on, he would have missed it and put the group on danger. He shook Fang lightly, but instead of waking him, he woke Max.
"On watch?" She said groggily.
"Please...it's getting to that point now..." She started to shuffle.
"No problem..." She got up placing Fang on Flick and Sam went the other side next to Flick. As Max sat to keep watch she knew it was only going to be an hour or so before she would have to get them all up and she kid herself that she has fine, although she felt like she had been hit by a freight train. Nevertheless she sat on the rock that Sam was on and stared out along the cave, roughly carved by nature around her. A dull grey glow was forming at the entrance, although she couldn't see daylight she knew it was there. The erasers had most likely given up now, but they could still be close, searching every millimetre but clearly not hard enough. Sam had no disturbance through the night which worried him, almost as things were too quite. But he trusted Max and she was definitely more aware of these things then he was. He wasn't afraid to admit she was better at the job, that's the way she was made. He closed around Flick making sure she was still asleep and laying almost on her. He drifted quite quickly into sleep considering the paranoia that the group seemed to share. Maybe it was a bird kid thing.

POV Flick

I ran down the corridor a light speeding through it, a bright enigma of oranges and yellows. It was hot too, maybe too hot, unbearable, I practically felt my skin drying, flaking and melting under it. This funny feeling was all over me like a wet clothe, like a mask to cover up, a strange numbness. My head screamed although I could have sworn I was screaming out loud, I felt like doing so. Paralysed trapped by the clothe, by the mask. Then I saw the blue, was it the sky? I hoped it was although something tells me it wasn't. It was too turquoise to be the sky unless we were in the Caribbean right now, although again I don't believe that to be true by any means. Then there was the beep, long-lasting monotone sound that seemed to ring through not just my ears but my whole body like a beam of light around a corner, filling every inch of space in its path. Then a jolt, electrifying and not the good kind, not the good kind of when Sam stroke my wings, nothing like that. It was horrible, horrific...slicing. Then another. Easier then the first but maybe I was just more prepared this time. Then everything ceased. I drifted into nothingness, a white vast space, it was beautiful, brilliant. Then another. The perfect little whit washed world came crashing, tumbling down like a demolished building. The dampening of a fire with a bucket of water. Then that pain. That feeling. I opened my eyes but immediately shut them due to the overhead light, or lights it looked like many all centred in one spot. I felt around me and found the ridge of what ever I was on. Cold and hard. To avoid the lights I looked left, opening my eyes carefully. There was a tray with shiny metal on it. I tried to make out the shapes but my vision was spotted with dark patches that resembled the bright lights I had the unfortunate accident of looking into. Then I saw it, a pair of scissors, then a scalpel...oh god I was awake during an operation. Holy crap. I tired to call out but my thorough was sore like I had been screaming. I wanted to be back in that beautiful white place again, maybe I could find Sam there...that monotone sound that vibrated through me almost changed to a steady rhythm rather then a long lasting note. I exhaled, which I was surprised I could do and closed my eyes. Then something pressed on my throat, something strong, I gasped, trying to find just a little bit of air.

Then I woke up, grabbing Sam, clutching him so hard that I thought my fingers would pop through his skin.
"Woah Flick are you alright?" I inhaled as deeply as I could. I could breath now. Sam kept me at arms distance from him, searching my face. Heavy bags were under his eyes.
"I think I had an operation, they cut me open, I almost died..." Sam took me into a tight embrace, pulling my head against his chest. His heart beating so fast. I looked down, the ground several feet below us. He was flying. I pulled away enough to see Fang and Max either side of us in the air. He had carried me, not woken me up...god I wish he had.
"I knew it..." Fang said and Max nodded in agreement.
"We are going to find a motel okay guys we all need rest, and as much as we can, shifts will have to be short and then we fly at night okay?" Max said. She always had a plan which filled me with reassurance. I nodded in agreement with Sam and Fang.

POV Sam

When we got to the motel, Max managed to get a room with two rooms inside for privacy and I couldn't have been more thankful, and just by our luck the bedrooms had bared windows, which I know sounds dodgey but at least no one could get in. I laid Flick down on the Bed as soon as we got in and no way was she doing any watch shifts, Max agreed too. She was still pretty whacked and I just wanted to spend as much time with her as I possibly could, in hope that she could use my power in some way to heal herself. Max took the first shift and Fang the second, they both wanted to swap with each other and to much of my relief they didn't want me watching either. Wasn't really sure whether to take that as a criticism or not, but they wanted the best for Flick. As I laid her down I made sure she was covered in the warn, thin duvet.
"Sam?" She even sounded weak.
"I'm right here..." I laid down next to her making her literally lay in my arms. Her head was on my shoulder, her arm across my chest.
"Why do I feel so...?" She looked up at me.
"I think your dream was a memory Flick, you probably have some sort of anaesthetic running around in that body of yours."
"Where were you?" She asked. My heart constricted painfully.
"The safe house like we agreed Flick, I didn't know...when we got split...I, I'm so sorry-" she kissed me shutting me up.
"This isn't your fault..." She could tell I was guilty and it killed me. She kissed me harder, but pulled away wincing. "I'm sorry..." She paused. "It's not you it's me..." She laughed, this is one of the many things I loved about Flick, no matter what the situation she always had a way of laughing about it. She nodded.
"What is it?"
"My- everything..." She said now serious.
"I thought I was you're everything?" I joked. She laughed which made, even me, feel better. She shuffled closer and closed her eyes.
"Sam you need rest too..." She said. She was right, she was always right.

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