So this is chapter 4.5. I hope that you like it and that you'll leave a review when you're done. Again, I don't own Maximum Ride.

Eventually, to my relief, everyone went to sleep. Painfully, I got myself to sit up and make my way across the room to where the boy's door. (turns out we got a two room suit) I hadn't healed anymore than I had this morning, I was still in pain just about everywhere, but determination allowed me to keep moving forward. With the smallest and carfulest touch, I was able to open the door without making much of a sound; even Iggy didn't hear it open. I moved over to them quietly, the trouble would be getting Iggy to come quietly with me. "Iggy?" I whispered, shaking his arm gently to try and get him awake, "Do you have a minute?"

"What?!" Iggy whispered irritatetly, rubbing his sightless eyes, "Max? It's the middle of the night! What are you doing?"

"I- um, need to talk to you." I said awkwardly, "Fang won't tell me what happened, he keeps avoiding it. I just need you to tell me what happened. Please?"

Iggy sat up and glanced two inches to my right, I would never understand how he would always be so close to looking you right in the eyes, "Oh, I see," Iggy sighed, "I thought this might come down to this. Why don't you go back to the couch and rest? I'll be there in a minute."

I nodded, but then again I remembered he couldn't see me, "Ok, thanks."

Getting back wasn't as easy as I thought it would be, it took all of my efforts not to wince or grunt in pain. The last thing I needed was for the rest of the flock to think I was too weak to move. Finally, I made it back and laid down exhausted. I felt like I just ran a one hundred mile marathon, but in reality I only walked ten feet and back. I felt pathetic, like a weakling that couldn't do anything to protect their flock. The real question I wanted to know was, why wasn't I healing properly? After three days of just lying around I still wasn't better. It didn't make sense, I should have at least felt a little better. Could it have had something to do with Itex? I wouldn't know until I got my memory back, hopefully Iggy could help piece a little more of this puzzle. "So, what did you want to know?" Iggy asked as he took the desk chair Fang normally said.

"Everything," I sighed, "I have to know everything. Why won't Fang tell me anyway?"

Iggy looked at me hard "Well, I really don't know if I should tell you that? You really don't remember what happened? You woke up for a second or two before you blacked out again."

I was silent, I had been awake for a minute, but I couldn't remember. I remember reading somewhere that when serious trauma occurs the person may think that they where unconscious or knocked out at the time, but I never thought it would happen to me. "Well, I guess that you don't. What happened was we heard you scream in the woods, instantly we …"

Yes, I know that this is half a chapter, but I did it on purpose. I love writing stuff for other people to read. But I have other stuff more important to do if people aren't giving me feedback. If I don't get some more reviews by Christmas I'm cancelling the story. I'm sorry for all of you that like it but I have important things to do. If I get enough before next week I'll post the second half of the chapter early, other than that you'll have to wait until next week. Please, I don't want to be a grumpy Gus. Bye!