Disclaimer: here's the last chapter of my figgy story. Tear tear…so sad. This is my favorite story, Even though it's kinda gay. It takes place one month after Fang goes into his coma, just saying, 'cause…y'know…some people don't exactly read the previous chapter…and, well---OH JUST READ THE DARN CHAPTER!

Iggy had managed to live one month without Fang. It had been hard, unimaginably hard, but he had done it. It was almost like Fang was dead to the world, which, in a way, he was. No one talked about him, and no one thought about him. Except Iggy.

The Flock had just had a dinner consisting of pizza and various toppings. Nudge, Gazzy, and Angel were all playing outside despite the cold and snow. For Iggy, it hurt to look at the snow. It was so much like the night when Iggy and Fang sat together in the clearing---

"Iggy? Hello, anybody home in there?" Max was waving her hand frantically in front of Iggy's face, even though it wouldn't't do any good. He had been daydreaming, again, about Fang.

"What is it?"

"I need you to go get some wood in the forest. The kids want a fire tonight, and I think you know where the wood pile is. Right?" Iggy nodded his head.

"Good. I'm sorry, I'd go myself, but I have to do some chores around the house today. Thanks so much for covering for me, Iggs, I really appreciate it."

"No prob. I'll go right now." And with that, Iggy stood up, and found his way onto the snow-covered path outside that led to the wood pile.

It was even colder than Iggy thought it would be. He had forgotten to put on his heavy winter jacket, and was only left with a thin sweater. Despite himself, he shivered.

"Only halfway there." He muttered bitterly to himself. "I wish Fang was here…" but Iggy had to face the facts; Fang wouldn't't be here today, because the Hospital would have already called. Iggy just couldn't't help but wish…

He stopped, and Iggy sensed that he was at the clearing where the woodpile was. But then something dawned on him, something that he should have thought of a long time ago.

"This is where Fang and I talked…"he whispered. "Oh God." By then Iggy had started crying, and just couldn't't stop.

"FANG I MISS YOU SO MUCH!" he screamed, and was satisfied when it echoed across the forest. But still he had the same gnawing, empty feeling in his heart. He couldn't't stand it anymore. Iggy fell onto the ground with a thump and curled up into a ball, muttering the same mantra over and over again while sobbing uncontrollably.

"I am nothing without Fang…I love Fang…I love Fang…I love Fang…I wish he'd come back…I wish…I wish…"

"Iggy?" said a voice behind him. Iggy straightened. He knew that voice. The voice of a teenage boy, a darker boy…a boy who liked to stay in the shadows…

"FANG!" Iggy yelled, as pure joy spread through his entire being. Suddenly he was grabbed from behind in an enormous bear hug. Both boys were jumping around in circles, overjoyed that their best friend, and a little bit more, was with them. After a while, they both collapsed onto the snowy ground panting.

"Fang…" Iggy questioned, "How did you get here? I mean…the hospital didn't't call, we weren't expecting you to come back yet…" Iggy heard Fang smirk.

"I snuck out."

"WHAT!?"

"That place was boring…I needed to get out…I needed…" Fang stopped, wondering if he should go on.

"What did you need, Fang?" asked Iggy softly.

"I needed…to see you." Fang whispered closely to Iggy's ear. Iggy was speechless, but only for a moment.

"Well…of course you wanted to see the Flock---"

"No, Iggy, I wanted to see you. Sure I wanted to see the Flock, but they're my family. You're…" Fang paused. "You're more than that to me." Both boys were silent. All that could be heard was the soft rustle of snow falling around them, and a bird chirping off in the distance. It was the first time that one of them had put their feelings out in the open.

"Really?" Iggy asked modestly.

"Yes." Spoke Fang reassuringly, as he gathered up his courage. "Iggy, I've wanted to say this to you for a long time, but…well…Iggy? I love you."

"I love you too, Fang, I love you too." Said Iggy through tears of happiness. Fang reached out his hand and wiped Iggy's tears away, and kissed him gently on the cheek.

"Let's go back and tell everyone the news." Whispered Iggy tenderly. Fang stood up, and pulled Iggy up with him. They walked out of the clearing together holding hands, only this time, they weren't afraid of what everyone else would think.

It was only until they reached the house that Iggy remembered that he was supposed to get wood from the wood pile.