Here's part three! Thank you for reviews!

Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride

Max POV

I was up all night worrying, even when Iggy was on watch. Call me paranoid, but I had to stay awake to make sure Fang was still breathing soundly. Although he slept all through the night he moaned a lot in his sleep like he was having a nightmare. I did the best I could to calm him, but it didn't really do him much good. Now that everyone's up we really need to keep moving, we've been here for too long already and the young kids are bursting with energy.

"Max I'm hungry"

"I know Nudge; I just don't want to wake Fang up yet. He wasn't feeling too good last night."

"Oh ok."

"Max"

"Yes Iggy" I said in my 'you are testing my patience' voice.

"I saw a town on the way in. Nudge, Gazzy, Angel, and I could go pick up some stuff"

"Sure Iggy sounds good. Be careful."

"K your Maxness" He winked at me, grabbed some money, and the three of them flew off. After a short reprieve of silence, I heard Fang stirring and I was instantly by his side. He slowly opened his eyes and blinked a few times, trying to adjust to the midmorning light.

"Hey Fang. How are you feeling?"

"Fine Max" He responded too quickly.

"Don't lie to me Fang. You're sick. How long have you been feeling crappy?"

"A week 'r so…"

"Fang, you need to tell me when you get sick right away so you don't get sicker!"

"Sorry Max… whenever I get sick it just kind of goes away, it fades out."

"What! How many times have you been sick without me knowing?!" I kind of blew up in his face. Oops.

"Maybe twice a year, sometimes more."

"Fang…"

"I've never felt this bad before though." That was when I realized I had been yelling at a sick, awful feeling person.

"I'm sorry. What hurts?"

"Max I can deal with this, whatever it is. Please don't become an overprotective mama bear. "

"Too late for that buddy. You should have told me you were sick. Let's try this again, what hurts?"

"Uh… I have a really bad headache… and my stomach feels funny"

"Do you want to try to eat something?"

"No. It'll come back up."

"Here, at least drink some water"

"Fine." He totally chugged the whole thing.

"Can I go back to sleep now"

"Let me take your temp first" While I was at my mom's house she gave me this really handy dandy medical supply bag. It's full of medical tape, ointment, and other doctor stuff that is very useful in the life of a mutant bird kid.

"Whatever"

"Just open your mouth already" He complied. After a bit the thermometer thingy started beeping and I took it out of Fang's mouth.

"103"

"I'm ok Max, a little fever's not going to stop me" and with that he rolled over and went to sleep.

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~ Tree