Hello fanfiction readers! Here is the next chapter! I have been writing like crazy 2night, so I decided to put on 2 chapters in one night! I am skillful! CHEESE! Sorry, I am on a high and I have been saying random things for hours! YAY! Now, Thanx to..... Oh wait, since I hav put 2 chapters on in 1 day, I have already thanked every1 i needed to! WOOHOO! BOOM! Sorry Gazzy and Iggy just set off a bomb, so I better go! Enjoy the chapter, and if not.......CHEESE!

Nudge POV

I screamed as I heard the gun shot. Fang staggered back because of the force and fell backwards out of the van. I saw Gazzy struggling against his bounds. He couldn't tell what was going on because he had a black bag on his head. I heard the gun fire again and this time, it was Iggy who had cried out in pain and clutched his leg.

I quickly grabbed his hand and we jumped out of the van and began to pump our wings to get aloft. Iggy scraped his foot across the floor but we made it out of van without them firing at us again. When we were about twenty feet in the air I turned to Iggy who wore a pained expression and was clutching his hurt leg, tight.

"Are you alright?" I asked him, hearing the worry in my voice. I simply didn't know what to do.

"I'm fine," Iggy muttered between clenched teeth. "Where's Fang?" I quickly looked around and spotted him lying on the ground, a bit away from the road.

"There!" I said to Iggy and pointed, completely forgetting he couldn't see me do it. "Follow me," I added and started a hasty decent toward the unconscious Fang. I hoped that he was just unconscious and not............ Well, it's probably best that I don't think about the other option.

We landed about two meters away from Fang and I heard Iggy wince as he did so.

"Fang!" I yelled, as I ran over to him. I rested his head on my lap and felt for a pulse. There was one. I let out a huge breath and relaxed a bit.

"Is he alright?" Iggy asked, sounding tense. He sat down next to me and stretched out his injured leg.

"He has a pulse, and he is breathing but he is unconscious. I am glad that he is ok because I was worried that he was, you know, but when he wasn't I was like-" I bit my lip. I looked at his wing which was bleeding from the gun shot. "And his wing is also bleeding," I added.

"Let me have a look," he said as he started to shuffle toward me. I was going to imply that he couldn't exactly look at Fang's wounds but I decided that it wasn't the right time. I got up and moved out of his way and he took my spot. I watched as he ran his long fingers over Fang's body and wings, taking in everything that he could feel. Eventually he moved his fingers up to his head and winced.

"He has a huge lump on his head from when he hit the ground. That is probably why he is unconscious. I didn't think that a gunshot in his wing would have stopped Fang." He said quietly. He stood and swayed a bit. I could see the pain in his stance. I then noticed that Iggy's jeans were soaked with blood. I gasped.

"Iggy you're bleeding pretty badly, you should sit down." I said feeling worried. If Iggy fainted from a loss of blood, I would be alone with two injured boys that were too heavy for me to carry back by myself and I couldn't leave them alone either!

"It's fine," he muttered. "Help me carry Fang back to the house."

I looked at him in disbelief and put my hands on my hips, the way that I had seen Max do so many times.

"Iggy, you won't be able to take off with your leg like that! At least sit down and let me fix it before you faint from loss of blood!" I said sternly, using my stubborn tone. Even though my bambi eyes didn't work on Iggy, I had other ways of persuading him. He sighed and plonked himself down on the ground next to Fang. I sat down next to him and waited while he pulled up the bottom of his jeans, to show me his knee. I did a sharp intake in breath as I stared. The bullet had been lodged in his leg next to his knee-cap. It wasn't as bad as some of the stuff that we had been through, but it still looked pretty bad.

"Is it bad?" He asked showing no expression, like the way that Fang does so much of the time. He gently skimmed his fingers over the wound and frowned. "'Cause it feels pretty bad to me," He said holding back a wince.

"It isn't that bad," I answered. "Well at least, not as bad as we have had before. You know, from when the erasers had attacked us on the beach and Fang got badly injured. Or when we got attacked this one time-"

"NUDGE! Focus!" Iggy cut me off.

"It's alright. We will get it fixed when we get back to Dr. Martinez's house." I said trying to shorten my speech a bit. I suddenly had a good idea.

I gently touched my fingers to Iggy's gash; he slightly jumped at my touch but stayed still afterwards. I then turned on my magnetism and the bullet came out of his leg and into my palm. He winced slightly and then breathed out slowly.

"Yay, it worked," I said excitedly, and dropped the bullet onto the ground. "Now I just have to stop the bleeding."

"Ok, Doctor Nudge." Iggy said with a smile. He chooses the worst moments to joke around sometimes.

I had chosen to wear a thin mini-skirt today, bad choice, because it was warm out. I ripped a long strip off of it, but it wasn't enough and if I ripped too much of the skirt............let's just say I wouldn't be wearing much.

"I need something else. There isn't enough fabric on my skirt for a bandage." I said trying to think.

"I think Fang is wearing a jacket." Iggy said slowly. "You could use that."

I turned and saw that Fang was, in fact, wearing a jacket.

"You're right Ig!" I said as I leant over and started to rip off some of Fangs jacket. I couldn't take it off because Fangs wings were fully extended out. I hated seeing him like this. He looked so weak and vulnerable; unlike the usual strong and impassive Fang I knew and loved. I avoided looking at him and focused on my job at hand.

When I had finished ripping up enough material I bound it around Iggy's knee, tight enough to stop the bleeding at least for a while.

I remembered when Max had done this for us every time we had been hurt by an Eraser or any enemy and she comfort us in a way that only Max could. I let a tear slip down my cheek and I sniffed. I wiped it away with my hand and hugged my knees.

"Are you ok Nudge?" Iggy asked, looking in my general direction with concern in his eyes.

"I'm fine," I said quietly, but my voice couldn't convince myself let alone Iggy.

Using his arms and dragging his bottom across the floor, he shuffled over until he was sitting next to me. He then put his long arm around my shoulders and hugged me tight. I hugged him back as if he was a life boat and I was out at sea. And I let a few fresh tears run down my flushed cheeks.

"It will be alright, Nudge. Everything will be okay!" He soothed quietly into my tangled hair.

"I miss her, Iggy." I whispered. "I wish she was here to help us."

"I know," he said quietly. "I do too."

Iggy POV

I sat there for a while with my arms around her while she silently cried. I didn't like to see, so to speak, any of the younger kids like this and I knew that Max and Fang didn't like that either.

After for a few minutes, when Nudge had calmed down a bit and my throbbing leg wasn't as hurting as much as it was before, I decided to speak.

"Nudge, Fang and I need medical attention so we had better go now." I said quietly, waiting for her to respond.

"Okay," she mumbled quietly. I swear that that is the shortest sentence that I had ever heard her say. EVER!

I opened my arms and she climbed out. She stood up and paused for a moment.

"I'll help you up," she told me.

I reached forward until I felt her grip my arm. I cautiously stood up and felt the instant pain run through my knee. I leant on her and she helped me hobble a few steps to where Fang was lying. Nudge let go of me and walked over to where Fangs feet were.

"If you take his arms, I'll take his feet. That is the easiest way that I can think of to carry him." She said.

I couldn't think of an easier way either, so, without complaint, I limped over and picked up his arms. Even with both of us holding him together, Fang weighed a freaking ton on the ground. I didn't even want to imagine how much he would weigh in the air.

Nudge and I tried to do a running start but I had a lot of difficulty walking, let alone running, so I almost tripped over my own feet. After that, I think that I started to feel a bit dizzy from loss of blood and I told Nudge that I probably couldn't do that again. She understood and decided to try simply jumping into the air.

So, with my good leg, I pushed off as hard as I could and flapped my wings wildly. I could hear that Nudge was doing the same. We dipped a little bit, but surprisingly we made it into the air without crashing, unintentionally, to the ground.
We flew for ten minutes before I heard Nudge breathing hard. I didn't know how much longer she could carry Fang for, but I knew that she couldn't do it for much longer, at least, not without a break.

"How much longer until we reach Dr. M's house, do you think?" I asked casually.

"About..................five...............minutes," she replied in between breaths.

"Do you want to take a break?" I asked, eyebrows raised.

"I'm okay, Iggy, I can make it the rest of the way. Besides, if we land, we might not be able to get back up in the air again." She said sounding a lot clearer this time.

Well, she had a point.

So we flew for five minutes in the direction of Dr. Martinez's house. By now I was really dizzy from tiredness and loss of blood. And Nudge was breathing even harder than before.

"We're here," Nudge said sounding relieved. I let out grateful sigh and we started to descend.

When we landed I dropped onto my hands and knees and wiped the sweat from my forehead. I swear that if I could see the world would be spinning in front of my eyes. But despite my dizziness, I stood up and shambled toward the house. I felt Nudge's gentle hand take my arm.

"It's the other way, Ig," she said calmly as she redirected me toward the house. I let her subtly tug me along.

Ok, I was now so dizzy that I couldn't get my bearings properly and therefore, couldn't tell left from right. Nudge stopped at, what I presumed to be, the door. I lifted my free arm and pounded hard on it.

"ANGEL! ELLA! It's Iggy and Nudge, open up!" I shouted. I just wanted to sit down and hold my spinning head.

"ELLA, ANGEL! I heard Nudge yell. Her yelling wasn't really helping my 'spinning head' situation so I was hoping that they would open the door soon.

At that moment, as luck would have it, someone opened the door and gasped.

"IGGY, NUDGE! What on earth has happened to you?" Dr. Martinez asked sounding very worried and scared. "Oh my goodness, Iggy you're bleeding! Quick, let's go inside so I can fix you up-"

"Wait," I interrupted. I sounded really drowsy. "Don't worry about me. Fang......" I said as I pointed to where I thought Fang was lying.

"OH." Dr. Martinez said slowly. "Ella! Come and help me please, Fang and Iggy are hurt!" She called behind her.

After a few moments I heard Ella's footsteps pounding through the house. When she got to the door, I heard her gasp. I then heard Angel's footsteps hurrying toward the door too.

"Ella, Angel, help Iggy inside the house and take him to the couch. Nudge, you help me take Fang inside and we'll put him on his bed." I felt Nudge leave me and heard her move toward Fang, followed by Dr. Martinez.

Ella came and gently pulled my arm around her shoulder and I leaned on her slightly. Angel, being too small for me to lean on, took my free hand and gave it a small squeeze. I squeezed back. I was then lead into the living room and when we stopped walking I collapsed onto the couch and let out a breath. I could so use a good sleep right now.........

"Ella, Angel make sure that he doesn't fall asleep. If he has lost too much blood it is very important that he doesn't become unconscious. Iggy, can you hear me? Don't go to sleep, I will check up on you in a few minutes." Dr. M said as I heard her and Nudge drag Fang to his room.

I really wanted to go to sleep but every time my eye lids dropped the tiniest bit, Ella would yell at me, shake me or do both to keep me awake. I was about to drop off again when Angel asked me a question.

"Iggy, what happened?" She asked, her voiced faulting.

I patted the couch next me and I heard her come over and sit next to me. She held my hand and rested her head on my arm. With the other hand I stroked her hair.

"They got away, Ange," I said quietly. "But I am going to get him back, I promise......"

Well, I hoped that you liked it! And yes, I am still on a high and I am still aving random out bursts! MUHAHAHAHAHAHA, sorry there is another one! HEHE! Anyway there is something ver important that I have to tell u guys. There will be NO Niggy in this story, simply because I don't like that idea. However, there might be some Eggy in the story a bit later in my story. There will also be mentions of FAX too even though Max is.....'gone.' soz, can't bring myself to say it. Anyway before I go I have something else to tell u REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW.......hehe! Sorry, spare of the moment idea....I pulled a Max, ha lol. anyway plz review I would love to see what you think!

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