A/N- Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I really like it that you guys still are actually reading this. I hope you like this chapter, but I think it's gonna be a little weird. It's also got a healthy dose of fluff. ENJOY!!!

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"Where's the snow?" I snapped awake, glancing around wildly.

My head was on Fang's lap, and his worried face hovered above mine. I could see Nudge and Iggy in the background, Iggy listening intently with his arm around Nudge. Nudge was watching us, bewildered.

"Max?" Fang brushed some hair away from my face. "You okay?"

I blinked. "What?"

"Are you okay?"

I nodded. "Oh, yeah, great, just dandy."

Nudge piped up. "What snow, Max? We're inside."

Fang rolled his eyes, and Iggy sighed. I laughed. "There's no snow, Nudge. It was just part of my dre-nothing." I didn't want to worry them with my dream. It was just a dream. "It was nothing. Just me babbling, you know, cause I talk a lot. Talk, talk, talk, that's all I do!"

Fang raised an eyebrow, silently telling me that he wasn't buying it. I silently begged him to drop it, and he seemed to get the message.

I jumped up and headed towards the bathroom, walking backwards. "I'm gonna brush my teeth. Bad dental hygiene causes erratic screaming during the night." Fang and Nudge glanced at each other. "Cause I wasn't dreaming. Nope, not me!" I smiled cheerily, then turned around and slid into the bathroom, closing the door and locking it behind me.

But not before hearing Iggy say, "'Bad dental hygiene'?"

I walked over to the sink, and splashed some cold water on my face. I picked up a towel and was wiping my face off when I looked up at the mirror. The towel fell to the ground, and my hand flew to my mouth.

But not soon enough to stifle the shriek that came out.

Eraser Max was in the mirror, staring at me. I took my hand off my mouth, wiggling my finger in front of my face. They were normal, human. But in my reflection they were furry.

I heard Fang pounding on the door. "Max? Max, what is it? Max, answer me!"

Then she spoke. "Now, Max. You know that wasn't a dream."

I stared. "Why is this happening?!" My voice rose to a scream at the end.

She smiled, her fangs showing. "New York, Max. New York."

Fang was pounding even harder. "Max, come on! I will knock this door down!"

I spun away from the mirror, running over to the door and flinging it open. I sped out, colliding with Fang and knocking us both down.

When we settled to the ground with a crash I was shaking, clutching Fang's shirt. His arms closed around me protectively.

"Max?" His husky voice sounded right by my ear. "What happened?"

I buried my face into his chest, shaking my head.

He grabbed my shoulders and pulled my face roughly away from his chest. "Max, what happened? Just tell me!"

I blinked at him stupidly for a moment, and shook my head wearily. "Eraser Max."

I could tell, by the way Fang let go of my shoulders abruptly, that the whole situation had changed.

"Iggy, you and Nudge go back to our room. Nudge, you might have to sleep there, so don't stay up. If anything happens, get Gazzy and Angel, and then we'll rendezvous back in the forest."

Iggy nodded and led a half-asleep Nudge out of the room. After the door had slammed shut solidly behind them Fang looked at me.

"Max, what happened in your dream?" I opened my mouth to say 'I didn't have a dream, darn it, why won't you believe me?', but Fang cut me off. "And I know you had a dream."

I sighed resignedly, and launched into my story. "Well, in the beginning I was in this city…"

Thirty minutes later I was finished. I had described, in great detail, what the flock in the fire looked like, and what the voice said. Now Fang and I were sitting on my bed facing each other, with a world of unanswered questions between us.

"So, we need to go to New York?"

I rolled my eyes. "Looks like it, considering Jeb and Eraser Max made reappearances just to tell me to go to New York."

Fang sighed. "I know, but can we trust them? We have an Eraser that looks like you that lives in a mirror, and no one else can see her, and a psychotic traitor, that just happens to be your father, talking to you as a voice in your head. That doesn't sound very trustworthy."

I fell backwards, falling on a pillow. "I know, but we have no other idea about what to do! We can easily handle one Eraser and Jeb. Besides, you have no idea how creepy it was, seeing people that looked exactly like us burning in a fire. We have to help them, somehow!"

Fang lay down next to me. "I know you feel like we have to save them, and I sorta agree, but we should be really careful and plan things out before we take action. We can't afford to be compulsive."

I snorted. "Since when have I ever been compulsive?"

Fang raised an eyebrow and looked at me skeptically.

"Don't answer that."

Fang smirked and leaned in, kissing me very lightly on the lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled his mouth back down to mine, forgetting Eraser Max and Jeb.

When we broke apart, I was suddenly exhausted. A huge yawn burst out of my mouth, and Fang saw it. He pulled the blankets over me and lay down next to me, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Good night, Max." He whispered in me ear, making me shiver.

I nodded sleepily. "'Night, Fang."

"Get some sleep, 'cause I guess we're going to New York in the morning."

I smiled. "Thanks Fang."

"Don't mention it."

Just before I fell asleep, one thought went through my head.

Hello, New York City! Again.

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