First off, I would like to say thanks again to Jenny de Book Worm, she was the first person to leave a review on my fanfic and I really appreciate it. I would really like more and if it is because of the anonymous blocker I turned it off. So… I don't own Maximum Ride. Enjoy Chapter Three.

I opened my eyes and see a strange blue ceiling above my head, it looked old and beat up from years of wear and tear. It took me a minute but then I finally remembered last night. I could see again! I look over and sure enough Fang was still by my side and slouched over in a hotel desk chair, his hand still holding mine even though the grip wasn't quite as strong as before. He looked peaceful in his sleep, though he still looked guarded you could tell it wasn't as much as in his waking hours. I heard him snore a little and couldn't help but laugh softly to myself. I regretted it almost immediately as pain rippled through my body in response. I glanced past the window to see that the sun was just starting to rise, it must have been at least 3 or 4in the morning, but then again when you've been out for a while your internal clock doesn't work as well as it did before. Letting go of Fang's hand, I tried to sit up on the sofa I was on, but my body felt like jell-o and I only made it half way. "Euh." I groaned, I still felt like crap, my body felt like it had a million needles in it coming from every direction. Moving only made them feel ten times worse.

"Max?" I heard Fang whisper.

"Fang?" I glanced over to see him smile weakly at me.

We just looked at each other for a minute, neither one of us knowing exactly what to say. Let's face it, we both hate mushy gushy sentimental junk. I could feel the air tense around me with every struggled breath I took. Though Fang was smiling I could see through his allusion. He was scared, this was an emotion I never thought I would see on his face. If he was scared about what happened or for my safety I wasn't quite sure, but on the inside I could tell he wasn't happy. "Fang," I took a deep breath, "What happened?"

"Max, we don't know." He looked at me with concern, the fake smile wiped from his face.

I could tell he was hoping I'd wait to bring this up later, he wanted me to rest but I could feel it in my heart that for some reason I couldn't just let this go. The sooner I found out the better. "Can you at least tell me what you know?" I asked, "I need to try and figure this out, there's more to this then I thought before. Something tells me that I need to know, but the last thing I remember is hearing a twig snap in the woods."

Then Fang did something he had never done before, he winced, "Well we- we heard you scream and then-"

"Max!" Nudge screamed, I looked over to see Nudge and the Gasman run at full speed before crashing me into an arm breaking hug- almost literally in my case. I moaned quietly so that no one else would hear, I didn't need the flock to worry about me at a time like this . I think that Fang saw through it anyway, but if he did he said nothing. Thankfully Angel stayed behind as if knowing a hug would bring me pain, and for once I was grateful she could read my mind."OMG! You're awake? Oh course you're awake! How are you feeling? Oh, I hope that you're feeling better than yesterday. That would really stink if you didn't feel any better. Hey, are you hungry? Well duh, it's been like, what a day and a half, two days? I don't know if I could-"

"TWO DAYS!" I snapped my head in Fang's direction.

"Yup," I glanced at Iggy and he nodded, "We tried to wake you up but you wouldn't, you where in some sort of coma or something. We were going to have to get help soon."

I groaned with aggravation, I wanted to slam my head into the wall so badly. I shouldn't be lying around all day sleeping my butt off, I should be out there, taking care of my Flock. They had been standing around here wasting time fussing over me when we should have been flying away and leaving the threat behind.

"Are you ok?" I thought Angel asked me.

"What did you say sweetie?" I asked her.

"I asked if you were ok." Angel said frustratedly, "I- can't read your thoughts anymore."

I didn't say anything, none of us did. We all just sat there for a couple of minutes until Fang walked away and started to dial some number on the hotel phone. No one asked why he did it, we all just let him do whatever he was going to do, no questions asked. "You can't hear me?!" I asked her with surprise in my voice.

She looked down at the floor, "I can't, ever since you came back… I can't" I don't think I ever saw her as sad as I did now, except for when we were at the school of course.

"I wonder why." Gazzy added randomly, "Do yah think that it has something to do with what happened?"

"I don't know," I sighed, "But I can tell you one thing, we're going to find out."

Iggy nodded eagerly, "That sounds good to me, maybe we could-"

"Breakfasts on the way." Fang interrupted carelessly and unFangishly.

He plopped back down on the hotel desk chair where he was before, looking out the window and trying to avoid my eyes. I looked over at Angel to maybe get a glimpse of what he was thinking but all I saw her do was role her eyes at him.

Fang wasn't going to tell me the truth about what happened, that much I knew. The one person I could tell anything too wasn't going to tell me what I needed most. He wasn't going to let anyone else talk either. So what now? I contemplated my options in my head as the rest of the Flock moved on to the topic of Breakfast. Time had stopped, or at least it did for me, until Iggy's voice broke my concentration, "Hey Max, do you want sausage or bacon?"

"Both," I smiled jokingly at him, I was starving. Then the plan hit me. The way I could get someone to talk about what had happened.

This chapter was super hard because I wasn't sure if I was keeping people in character. Oh, just for further reference, I do not intend to and any Max + Iggy relationship. I'm probably going to add some Fax later on. I really hope that you've enjoyed this chapter, either way I would love some feedback please. Until next week.