mtmr:

im tired, im cranky, its 4 oclock in the morning, i havnt slept all day, if this chp stinks, then at least u know y

Fang's POV

DANG IT!!

I was shaking again. I didn't even know why. I just automatically hated the idea of Max bleeding out in a room full of vampires. The shaking was getting worse. I couldn't stop. This is the same thing that happened to me before i turned into a werewolf. I guess it was about to happen again.

NO! I can't change, not here, not next to Max. No.

Almost instantly, I stopped shaking. That was always the key to make me calm. Max. If it was to annoy her or just let her have someone to strong lean on. I could always be calm in the middle of hell around Max.

I heard clapping behind me. I spun to see that one girl.

"Congratulations, you calmed down. Now, if we could save your little girlfriend then that would be just great." she said.

"Excuse me, but who might you be?" the blond girl vamp asked.

"Call me Alina for now, I'm an old friend of Carlisle's, now, if you don't mind clearing out? I can't save Max if all you people are in here."

They all looked to the one, Carlisle, waiting for his approval, i guess. He nodded and they all shuffled out of the room. I turned to follow them, but suddenly got choked.

"Not you, dumbass, you gotta stay here and help. Carlisle, I need you too," the girl, Alina, said while not allowing me to breath by holding the collar of my shirt. Carlisle stayed by the door watching.

She walked over to the table where Max lay, only then, did she let go of my shirt. I sucked in a lung full of air.

"Wimp," she told me. "Carlisle, how's her condition?"

"Im sorry, but it doesn't look like she'll make it at human standards. Of course, we don't know what would be considered healthy for her, since we've never come across a species like this before. But either way, she's dieing, if we could-"

"You know the treaty, you can't change her. Guess we'll have to do this the old fashion way."

"Yeah, by the way... why Alina? I mean, I know you have many names, but I could never figure out why you chose them."

"I chose Alina 'cause it fits me. It means alone, brite, fair, and beautiful."

"Your right, it does fit."

"Ok, is it normal to be talking like nothing's happening while someone is dying?" I snapped at both of them.

"She'll live, relax." Alina said.

"I don't see how. Carlisle just said he chances weren't great."

She didn't answer me, instead she held up her spirit knife, as she called it. Hmm, i forgot she had that. She raised it above her head, and before I knew what she was doing, she stabbed Max right in the center of the chest, right where her heart was supposed to be.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" I shouted at her.

"Saving Max's life."

"How are you saving Max's life when you just stabbed her?!"

"Carlisle, please leave now," she said, totally ignoring me.

"I'm not ignoring you," She said once Carlisle left, "Come here, put your hands around the hilt, and think of all the good memories you have of Max."

"I don't see how this will help," I muttered.

"Just do it or she's gonna die."

"Fine."

So I wrapped my hands around the handle of the knife and thought of Max.

Alina's POV

I leaned against the wall and watched the memories that flooded through Fang's head.

Max punching in an Eraser's head, Max wrapped in the fetal position because she's having a killer headache, Max comforting Angel, Max helping Iggy out, Max flying at super speed, Max kissing Fang in a cave.

One thing I noticed about every memory was, no matter what Max's emotions were, Fang's emotion towards Max was always love.

"I feel like an idiot, I mean, this can't be helping Max." Fang muttered.

"You look like an idiot," I replied, "But this is going to help Max. The spirit knife channels the memories straight to the heart, where they flow through the arteries around the body to fix the places needed."

"Huh?"

"Hmm, how can I dumb this down? Your memories of Max turn into a miracle blood, or something like that. It travels through the veins to heal the injuries."

"Ok, that makes sense. I think."

"Now, we wait," I pushed off from the wall and walked towards the door.

"Wait?"

"Yes, wait. It may be miracle blood but she won't heal instantly. She'll be good in a couple of hours. Besides, we need to check on the rest of the flock. They're probably all dieing 'cause they don't know if Max'll live or not."

"Umm, ok." Fang muttered reluctantly. I could see the worry in his eyes. Along with some pain and the most obvious, love.