Chapter 14

Hello! It's me again!!!! Woooo!

Right now, I'm watching House....and typing on this. Yay!

Just a random fact.

Anyway, there will be a short Fang POV at the end of this, maybe. I not really sure about what I'm going to do with this chapter.

So, if it sucks, tell me. If it doesn't suck, also tell me. I'm kinda out of it today, so yeah, ENJOY!!!

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(Max POV)

"We should start to land in a few minutes!" I shouted over the wind, while the flock simply nodded their heads.

They were too exhausted to speak, with carrying me and having no food for two days. Kinda wears on a person.

We had been flying south, then west for miles. If we were lucky, we would hit Arizona before we all collapsed. That's where my mom is. Dr. Martinez. If anyone can heal us, it's her. She fixed my wings before, she can do it again.

"M-Max! Please....can we stop? I'm about drop dead!" Nudge gasped. For once, my tough crew was done in. This couldn't go on.

"Alright guys, start spiraling down!" I shouted. With in minutes, we had landed in a small park in some city.

"Ok. I can't go past the trees, since my wings won't fold. You all will have to go on with out me. Find a pay phone, or borrow a cell phone, or something, and call Dr. Martinez. Find out where we are and tell her to come get us. Then, raid a Wal-Mart and bring back some food! Here's the credit card I got off Dr. M," I said, handing Nudge the little plastic card. She grinned evilly.

"And go over board!" I yelled at them, as they ran off. Sighing, I sat down to worry about Fang, the flock, the world. Where was Fang when you needed him!

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(Nudge POV)

"Angel, what is this place called?" I asked, turning to Angel, who was doing her mind reading thing with some teenager in tight jeans.

"She said this city was called Flagstaff," Angel replied.

"Ask her if we can use her cell phone," I said tiredly. My arms and wings ached from carrying Max for hours on end. That girl was not as light as she looked.

A few seconds later, and we had an I-Phone in our hands.

"Wow! This is the coolest cell phone I've ever seen!" Angel exclaimed. Gazzy and Iggy came towards us, curious about what we were staring at.

"Dude! I would really love a phone like that!" Gazzy said, awed by the phone.

"I think we all would!" I said, sliding a finger over the screen.

"Would someone please describe it!" Iggy growled irritably. No one said anything.

"If no one is going to open their mouths and tell me, then at least let me hold it," Iggy said, frowning. I handed him the phone. Then realized all too late that I shouldn't have done that.

"It's.....a.....touch screen," Iggy said slowly. "A freakin' touch screen. No buttons. No way for the blind kid to get a feel for it. Ha, ha, ha. The irony is killing me," he said viciously, thrusting the I-Phone back at me.

I took it, feeling guilty, and started punching in Dr. M's number. Gazzy was cracking up, and Angel looked like she was trying not to laugh. The phone began to ring.

One ring. Two rings. Three rings. Voice mail. Crap. I dialed the number again.

One ring. "Hello?" Ella's voice sounded on the other line.

"Ella?"

"Yes, this is her. Whose calling?"

"It's me, Nudge. Where's Dr. Martinez?

"She's in the kitchen. It's good to hear from you! How's the flock, and Max? Did you all have a good time in New York?" Ella asked all this very quickly.

"It's good to hear you too! We had a great time in New York! But the flock isn't doing very good. Put Dr. Martinez on the phone, please."

A moment passed. I could hear Ella calling for her mom.

"Nudge? What's wrong? Is every thing ok?" Dr. Martinez's worried voice sounded from the phone.

"We need help. Everything is definitely not ok. We are in Flagstaff, hiding out in park. Could you come get us?"

"....Of course. It might take me quite a few hours to get there, but I will be there as soon as possible. Do you need me to bring anything?"

"Er...yeah....some bandages. And peroxide. And.....some fresh chocolate chip cookies for Max."

"Is Max ok? Is she hurt?"

"We're all hurt. She'll live, but seriously needs some medical attention."

"....All right. Keep safe, and try to stay where you are. I will be there."

"Thanks so much, Dr. Martinez. Bye!"

"Bye." Click.

"She's coming. It will probably be a few hours. Lets go raid a Wal-mart," I told them.

"The nearest Wal-Mart is a few blocks down from here," said Angel.

We walked to the Wal-Mart, grabbed a cart, and headed toward the food aisles.

Iggy ran his hands along the shelves, randomly throwing in bags of chips and pop. I grabbed a can opener, and a bunch of Chef Boyarde. Angel got some popcorn, and Gazzy ordered hot food from the deli.

We checked out with several bags, too much to carry.

"Why don't we just push the cart down to the park?" Iggy stated. We agreed on that, and began strolling down to the park Max was waiting at.

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(Max POV)

I watched as Nudge, Angel, Gazzy, and Iggy came through the tree's with a cart load of food. I had built up a fire while they were gone, so we immediately set to work on dinner.

"Did you call Dr. M?" I asked Nudge, opening a can of ravioli.

"Yep. She said she would be here asap. I hope comes quick, cause I'm tired of hurting all the time. I want my ankle fixed."

I nodded, feeling bad that I couldn't protect my flock. They were hurting, and I couldn't do anything about it. It was killing me.

After we ate dinner, we sat around the fire, trying keep night out, trying not to dwell on our fears for Fang. Eventually, Iggy spoke up.

"So, what now? We get healed up, we get fed, we go randomly searching the world for Fang? Yeah, that's a great plan," he said sarcastically.

"I have plan. We're not blind to everything, you know. We have leads," I said aggravated.

Iggy frowned and flew up into a tree to sleep. I guess I shouldn't have made the blind comment, but he was becoming increasingly annoying, now that things were hard again.

I didn't have a plan though. What to do...what to do. They couldn't know that I didn't have a plan, so I had best be coming up with one.

"Max, the answer was in the mountains. You shouldn't have been so quick to leave," the Voice popped into my thoughts.

"Oh, don't even start patronizing me over what has been happening. I have enough problems with out you popping up every 5 seconds with some fortune cookie crap to tell me," I thought, reaching my breaking point.

"Go back to the place where Gazzy dropped the bomb on the scientists. Their probably dead and frozen. Search them. Where ever they came from, is probably where Fang is," said the Voice. It seemed as though he sighed.

For once, I was relieved by the Voice. He had given me straight guidance. Unusual, but much needed. Sighing, I flew up into a tree and waited for sleep to come, all the while, thinking of Fang.

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(Fang POV, his thoughts)

Pain. So much pain. It's everywhere. Heavier than ever.

Where am I? I can't open my eyes. I can't breathe. But I am breathing. What's happening. Where am I? I'm somewhere dark. Floating, it feels like. I can't move.

What happened? Avalanche. I remember. Cold, voices, death coming near me. Light, too bright. Horrible smell. Pain. What happened?

Where's the flock? Are they with me? Max. Where is she? Is she hurt? Alive or dead? Max. I miss you. I love you. Max.

Max.....

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Be afraid for him. Be very afraid.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I will post the next one soon, hopefully.

Have a wonderful New Year!!!!!

Bye!