A/N- I don't know how much of an abscense I've had, but thanks for reviewing all the same, I take the time to read all the reviews I get. I started and finished this today, so read it while it's new 8D More happens between Nudge and Iggy in this chapter, but I'm not going to ever up the rating on this one. xD

Memories of You

Chapter 3

Nudge POV

I woke up to the sound of my clock radio blasting some totally random music into my ears. Startled, I shot up, then remembered where I was. The clock read five thirty p.m. Duh, Nudge, I thought blurrily. You're home. With Max and Fang and Gazzy and Angel. Blinking, I remembered the events of the day before, and realized we weren't the only ones in this house. The one named Iggy was here too. The one who had kissed me. The one who had forced me to fall head over heels, crazy in love with him.

I was still really confused. There were several things I had to remember, I guess. Things that I didn't know about. Things that the others whispered behind my back about. I wanted it to stop, to go back to the way it was, whatever the cost. I seriously had my work cut out for me. Look for things that spark memories, Nudge, I commanded myself. Stretching, I rolled myself off the bed, in and out of the bathroom and, finally, into my walk in closet. Browsing through the rows and rows of designer shirts, pants, jeans and many, many shoes, I smiled. This was the thing that I had missed most of all.

I didn't stop to go downstairs until I was fully clad in one of the best outfits I owned. Regardless of my loss of memory, there was no reason why I shouldn't make a good impression on Iggy. He kissed me, after all. Maybe he really did like me back. I smiled inwardly. Today was a good day. I flipped my newly straightened dark brown hair over my shoulder as I walked down the stairs to find everything as it once was. Max and Fang getting all nasty and lovey in the kitchen, Angel kicking Gazzy's ass at whatever game he was playing. Iggy was nowhere to be found. I walked into the kitchen to grab a muffin and a smoothie out of the fridge, loudly clearing my throat as I walked in. Max and Fang broke apart awkwardly, embarrassment on Max's face and a smile stamped on Fang's.

Rolling my eyes, I grabbed my food and made my way back into the living room. It was evening, but it felt like morning, so I might as well treat it like morning. I navigated around chairs, tables, piles of magazines and books, video games, and mismatched furniture to the back of the room where a single desk sat secluded from the rest of the room. I turned on the old computer that sat on it, and waited for it to warm up. I logged in by clicking on my username and typing a password in the box. Just as I clicked on the Internet icon and waited for the homepage, the computer turned off.

I started to yell for Max, when I whirled around to see Fang twirling the plug in one hand. My eyes narrowed. "What the hell was that for, Fang? You'll get your turn when I'm done. Go back to getting nasty in the kitchen with Max," I said in annoyance. I held out my hand for the plug, but he shook his head no. "Why…" I started, then noticed Max pop her head in next to me. I could no longer hear Gazzy's game, and I knew they were listening in. "What's the big idea…?" I asked weakly, already knowing the answer.

"You…you can't be on the computer anymore, Nudge. You have personal information on there, with the stuff you forgot. If you try to remember too hard, you never will. And we don't want you to see it just yet. You can watch TV, but no more personal stuff. So, no computer." She looked down the whole time she was speaking.

"This is so not fair!" I burst out angrily. "You, you, you…you guys are keeping everything from me! Always muttering, always keeping secrets, I want to figure my life out! Why am I having strange feelings about things that I don't remember? Who is Iggy?! You never had lots of friends before, guys, and I never saw Iggy! Why did he kiss me?" I was almost crying now.

Fang and Max exchanged nervous glances. "Sweetie, what do you mean, he kissed you?" inquired Max.

"What do you think it means?!" I spat at her. "What does 'he kissed me' usually mean?" I yelled at her. "I am so confused, and you guys aren't helping anything!" I flew up the stairs to my room and slammed the door like I was twelve years old again. I really didn't care at that point, what else was there to feel ashamed of? Opening my window, I climbed up and into the tree next to it, lowering myself to the ground.

I took off running, faster than I had ever run before.

I didn't know where I was going, but anywhere was better than back there.

I needed something to spark a memory. Something, anything.

Iggy's kiss had brought so many feelings…was I experiencing clouded memories?

Everyone's head turned when I ran past them, breathing heavily as I appeared to be chasing after something and running away from something at the same time. The warm air blew against me as I gained speed, running about five times as fast as anyone else on earth could run. I didn't stop until I was outside the town, far away from anyone else.

Wandering through a field of corn, not caring what I trampled on or ruined, I wondered if I was crazy. What was I supposed to be looking for? What answer could possibly lie in a corn field? I was barely aware of the turning heads inside the cars that rushed by the small town, seeing a teenage girl lost in a corn field, for whatever reason. I didn't see one of them take a picture on their cell phone, and I didn't hear the small children ask, "Mommy, why's she out there? Why?" as they saw me in the dim light of the late afternoon.

As I approached the center of the field, I looked down, shocked at what I saw before me. "I-Iggy?"

Max POV

"Why do you keep chasing her away?" Angel asked me bluntly. "She's not an idiot, Max. She knows you're hiding something, and you won't tell her a straight answer, and I'm eleven years old and I could handle this better than you!" her voice had risen.

"You think I need you to tell me that?" I asked wearily. "So, thanks, Angel. I'm doing everything wrong, and screwing up this family. That's just what I needed to hear."

"Oh, shut up, Max," Gazzy finally said. "Don't make this a 'let's pity Max' day. Angel's right, and you know it, so shut up. This is Nudge's problem, it's Nudge we've been worried about, and now we've got to be worried about Iggy, too. You've got a good life, your only problem is Nudge, and you've got Fang who loves you a lot. Don't whine and complain anymore," he rolled his eyes.

"You little shit!" I rounded on him. "You live here! Fang works to pay for you to live here, and I do all the work around here for you to live here! We live in a really nice, expensive house, so forgive me for bitching and complaining when I have to deal with all this shit and Nudge!" I exploded. Somewhere inside me though, I wanted to stop, because I had liked what he said. Fang loves me a lot. But I just couldn't stop. I had to keep going.

"Don't talk to Gazzy that way!" screamed Angel. "He's trying to tell you, you have a good life, so don't whine about it! Live it, enjoy it!" she pleaded with us. I know she hates it when we fight.

"It sure didn't seem like it!" I hissed. "You're freaking thirteen, Gazzy! You have no idea how anything in the world works!"

"Max, I've seen things that no one has ever seen before since I was born! I know how everything works more than most people, and I'm not eight years old anymore! Lately, I'm thinking a lot more rationally than you, crazy!" he yelled. "You know, I see your problem now, you're insane! You think it's all about you, Maximum."

"She works hard, you know," Angel seethed. "She's worked hard for you for a long time, Gazzy. This is all a mess, and you guys are just making it worse! We need to focus on Nudge and Iggy, before it's too late. Ooooh, you guys!" she clenched her first and concentrated for a few moments, then I slapped myself in the face. I looked over at Gazzy, and he was clutching his head. "Angel!" he growled.

"Hallelujah, the power of mind controlling, suckers!" she threw her hands up and walked downstairs. A few moments later, she poked her head back in. "And, I don't need any more Nudge updates in the future. There's no need to tell me you're fighting again."

"You little brat!" we both cried, and continued holding our heads. Dang, that girl could control minds.

"I'm really sorry, Gazzy," I apologized as I reached out to hug him. "I'm just having a tough time right now."

"I get it," he answered. "But, uh, Max? I'm only a year younger than you and Fang were when you saved the world. Please…just treat me like it, okay?" He smiled brightly when I nodded. He turned around and headed downstairs with Angel.

"Gazzy," I called, and he poked his head up the stairs. "Did you mean what you said, when you said Fang loves me a lot?" I asked honestly. "Yeah, Max," he answered. "He loves you more than anything else in the world. Don't doubt him like that again, okay Max?" he asked. I nodded once again, this time a smile on my face, before he disappeared downstairs again.

As I turned away from him, a pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me closer. Fang became visible gain, and leaned down to kiss me passionately. I kissed him back as his lips and mine moved together perfectly. My tongue scraped against his bottom lip, but before anything else could happen, he pulled back to look at me, concern and hurt on his face. "You know that I love you, don't you," he asked me. "You know you're the most important thing in my life, don't you?" I pulled him closer to me. "I thought this was tearing us apart," I began, "But this whole experience is only bringing us closer. …I know now."

Nudge POV

"Iggy…what are you doing here?" I began, shocked at finding him here. In the middle of a field. Just laying there on the ground. "Are you alright? I mean, you're okay, right?" He didn't even look up, didn't even open his eyes, just stayed there with his arms back and his eyes closed.

After a moment of awkward silence, I sat down next to him. "Iggy, are you awake?" I asked later, staring at my feet. He nodded once, so I knew he was listening. This was going to take a lot of courage and strength, for me to ask him, for me to tell him. But it was a step I had to take, after all, I was certain there was something very warm and familiar about him, and I was going to tell him, once and for all. "Iggy…did I know you…before the accident?" I asked, finally, and I saw his eyes open.

"Yeah," he answered simply.

"I forgot…you. Everything to do with you…I forgot all of it. I can't remember any of it…but I have an idea. Iggy…I'm in love with you."

He kept perfectly calm. "Yeah?" he asked.

I nodded. "I think… I think I was in love with you before, too. But, then I couldn't remember you because of the plane thing. But I really know everything about you, somewhere in my head." I continued, somehow unable to stop. "Damn it, I knew everything about my life, why couldn't I remember the most important thing?"

Somehow he was pressed up against me then, his lips on mine, and the only thing that I could feel was him. It felt so faintly familiar, having him there, my mouth moving against his, and I realized that this was how it used to be. Floods of memories of moments exactly like this, and other memories too, rushed in, and I was so happy right then. My arms came up to wrap around his neck and pull him closer, and he reached around my waist to hold me there.

"I was in love with you too," he whispered. "I'm still in love with you, Nudge."

"I know," I replied. "Iggy…all the memories are back."

He smiled and pulled me closer again.

Max POV

"Where's Iggy?" I grumbled. "It's almost seven and he isn't home, and I'm hungry. He's the only one that can cook around here."

I rummaged through the fridge and found some sandwich meat. I walked over to the counter to make myself a ham and cheese sandwich, apparently it was the best I was going to get around here. "Fang, Gazzy, Angel, Nudge, get in the kitchen! Iggy decided to ditch us, so we're having sandwiches!" I yelled as I prepared their sandwiches too. Stacking twenty-five sandwiches all on a plate, I put it in the center of the table as Angel and Gazzy ran in, followed by Fang. "Where's Nudge?" I asked absently.

I grabbed one of the sandwiches and started eating, but I could barely make sandwiches right. Iggy had been gone all day. I wonder where he went, but he was nineteen. He could take care of himself. Nudge, however, was a problem. She needed to eat and focus on remembering, not on fighting with me. I was trying to help her, damn it.

"I don't know, up in her room?" Gazzy replied. "Well, would you please go get her for me?" I sighed. Gazzy rolled his eyes and ran up the stairs, and down the hall to Nudge's room. After a few moments, he hollered, "Max!" and despite the warning only for me, we all rushed upstairs. There was Gazzy, pointing to an open window, and no Nudge. Angel ran over to the window and looked out. "No! I should have seen this coming, I should have read her mind, I should have made her stop-" I put my hand over her mouth. "It's not your fault," I reassured her, "but we have to find Nudge. And Iggy."

And we all dropped out the window.

"We have no idea where they are," said Fang when we reached the ground. "We need to split up and look for them," he suggested. "They've got to be somewhere around town, and there are four of us."

"How will we know if one of us found her?" asked Angel. "Only you and Max have cell phones, and we don't have walkie-talkies or anything. If one of you finds her, Gazzy and I won't know and we'll be wandering around for hours and hours probably, and then you'll have to come look for us too," she sniffed.

"Gazzy will come with me, you'll go with Max. You'll share her cell phone, and Gaze will share mine. We'll go our separate ways now, we'll go right, and you'll go left. We'll find her, guys." Fang sounded so determined, it was so cute, and it almost made me want to laugh.

I grabbed Angel's hand. "He's right; we'll find Nudge and Iggy. If you don't find them by eight thirty, come back. I don't want you guys to be out late, even if it is Nudge and Iggy. They still have wings, they can still fight, even if they haven't had to in years, got it?"

Fang nodded solemnly and led Gazzy along the right sidewalk, and I took Angel along the left. Walking past small restaurants, businesses and a grocery store, we examined all of Nudge's previous hang-out spots, inquired about her, and each time, they shook their heads no, saying they hadn't seen her, but they hoped she was doing okay. Yeah, yeah.

Angel strained her mind and ears, trying to hear Nudge both physically and mentally. She could pick up nothing from Nudge or Iggy, and she was disappointed. She tried to will them to come home with her mind control, but they were too far away. "We could be going in the wrong direction," she suggested several times.

I always replied, "If Fang and Gazzy find them, they'll call us. Until then, we're going the right way, okay?" and she always had to be content with that. Being summer, the sky was always constantly bright, and we didn't have to switch over to raptor-eyes mode.

Wandering around forever, not knowing a specific destination, and not even dreaming that they wouldn't be in town, we went back to the house, checked all over, and made our rounds around town once again. Nudge and Iggy were nowhere, and I was starting to get worried. I whipped out my cell phone. "Fang?" I asked when it stopped ringing.

"Max," Fang had hope in his voice. "Did you find her?"

"I was actually calling to see if you had."

"I didn't, if it wasn't obvious."

I ignored that comment. "Angel can't hear her, and I can't find her. I'm so worried. It's almost eight o' clock. What if they don't come back, what if Nudge ran away and Iggy's looking for her? I just don't know, Fang…"

"We're going home."

"W-what?"

"You heard me, Max, we're going home. Let them come back when they freaking feel like it, but they don't need to drag the kids into this, too. I'm all for them working out their own problems."

"I can't believe you're being so selfish! That's our family that's missing out there!"

"Yeah, and it's our family who's making us worry about them above everything else. We're not going to find them, Max. Stay out here as long as you want, but remember, you're with Angel, too. She's only eleven. We're going home," he replied, then promptly hung up.

"God damn it!" I yelled into the empty receiver as a few heads turned to look at us. "That dirty bastard, leaving like that," I growled. "Come on, Angel, Fang wants to go home," I grumbled as I dragged her along. Little did I know that the cornfield only a few yards away from us was where Iggy and Nudge were.

Nudge POV

I didn't remember when Iggy's shirt landed on the ground around us, or when the rest of our clothes joined it. I didn't remember when Iggy started kissing me all over, and I didn't remember when I became a non-virgin, but all I know was that all of it happened sometime that night, in the cornfield.

I didn't remember when time slipped away, and when all I could see and feel and hear was Iggy. I didn't remember feeling the most incredible feelings ever. I didn't remember falling asleep in his arms.

I didn't remember a lot of things, even right after they happened.

But most of all, I couldn't remember anything when I woke up.

I'll try not to be more graphic than that for now, I want to stay in the teen rating. Soo, enough? Too much? Too little? Review! xD

~Rachel