Max POV

Hi everybody! OK, I am SOOOO sorry this took so long. The chapter was simple enough to write but I just couldn't get the words out. Sorry. Also, BadAtPuppyDogEyes wants me to tell you all that it's my fault and she had nothing to do with the lateness.

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Max POV

I stared him in the eyes, not believing what I was hearing. He was telling me to just leave him there? No chance. I couldn't. He was my right-hand man, my best friend, the person I lov…

"Who… save… the flock?" he rasped.

The flock! The thought hit me like brick, and I was torn. I can't just leave them, but I can't leave Fang to be caught! But then, they'd have to rescue us and they might get caught too, but Fang! If I leave, we could get save him from…

He tried pushing me away, which didn't really do much good. He was helpless. "I'll be back for you. I promise."

His eyes closed, so I leaned down, and brushed my lips against his. He stirred, a tiny movement, and then fell silent. I felt a single tear run down my face, but I quickly wiped it up. I'd survived tougher things without cracking, I'd make it through this.

The foot steps were getting closer, so I reluctantly pulled myself up and ran, hoping that they would take me instead.

"He's gone?" Iggy's disbelieving voice echoed around the cave. Angel was in the corner, silent tears streaking her dirt encrusted face. Gazzy looked uncomfortably up at me and Iggy before shifting his gaze to the floor. Nudge was silent, it had been happening more and more lately.

'Yeah Ig, he's gone,' and it's my fault.

'So, what now?'

All eyes went to me, and of course, me being the brilliant leader I am, I didn't have a plan. Basically, I was thinking something along the lines of find where they were keeping him, break in, break out with Fang, and live happily ever after.

Ok, maybe not that last bit, I highly doubted that last bit.

It was usually Fang who saved me whenever I was lost for words, but he wasn't here, so this time, it was Ig.

'We save him.'

Fang POV

I woke up to find myself in; you guessed it, a cage. I was lying flopped down with my head between my legs. My head spun, but I forced my senses onto full alert. Looking around, I scanned the room I was being held in. It was bare, except for a long bench with a stink that stung my nostrils. The place was made purely of concrete, probably about 4 inches thick.

I found a bowl of bird seed on the floor next to my head. I chuckled miserably. Those whitecoats would never learn would they? Although, the bowl did remind me of the thirst that was so intense in my throat, a thirst that needed quenching…

I shook my head violently. No, I would not give in to it, not again. I attempted to observe my surroundings closer, but found that it was a futile effort, the thirst was too strong. So, giving up, I leaned my head against the thick metal bars of my cage and closed my eyes.

Hello Fang.

My head snapped up. I did a 360 of the room (as best as I could in a freaking cage!). There was no-one there. But I could swear there was a voice outside that sounded freakishly like Dr. Martinez's, though it sounded…crueler.

Fang, it's me. I've been here all along. Watching you.

"Who's there?" I demanded, trying not to sound like a little kid. My body immediately readied itself for a fight.

Fang, you know me.

The voice in my head was neither young nor old. Neither male nor female. It couldn't be…

Remember my cookies?

That was when my brain exploded. I let out a scream I had no energy to keep in. Hundreds of pictures flashed past, each one passing too quickly to make anything out of. Memories flooded my mind, the memories I had tried to suppress for so long, memories of the school, of Jeb, of attacking Max (A/N: and the cookies!) … I clutched my head, trying to hold it together, it felt like it would fall apart if I didn't. Still, the pictures flashed past, and I felt consciousness slowly starting to ebb away. I took almost everything I had to stay awake, although I wanted so much to give in.

Somehow, despite the pain, I felt the presence of someone else in the room. Using all of my will power and strength, I opened my eyes. The pain that had filled my head left just as quickly as it had come as I saw who stood in front of my cage.

Dr. Martinez stood before me in a white coat with a sickeningly sweet smile on her face. She was holding something that made part of me feel excited, disgusted, and made shivers run down my spine at the same time. She held in front of me an 'experiment', blood dripping down its deformed face.

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