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Max's POV.

I opened my eyes a crack, and all I could see was blurs.

What's happening to me?" I thought lazily, as I felt a sharp bump.

"Max.." A voice echoed. I frowned.

Voices sounded like they were echoing all around me, and I could only catch a few words.

"Max…..Ill…help….yeah….here" I concentrated. Where had I heard that voice before?

After about 15 seconds I remembered.

Oh yeah…. Fang. It was Fang's voice I was hearing.

I felt myself being carried and then gently placed on a table.

I opened my eyes, and saw what looked like blobs above me, and then my eyes focused slowly, showing Fang's face hovering above me, his expression worried sick.

He gripped my hand, squeezing gently.

"Come on Max. You can pull through, just hold on. Hold on."

I watched his lips move, and the sound came a few seconds after.

"What's wrong with me?" I croaked, my voice so quiet that Fang had to put his ear next to my face.

"I- I'm not sure, probably your shoulder being infected or-" He started, but then Dr Martinez swooped in, fussing over me.

She pulled down the sleeve of my shirt to expose my wounded shoulder, making her make a startled noise, covering her mouth.

I half smirked through my pain.

"I've had worse." I croaked. Always the joker, that's me.

Fang looked upset and I realised just how bad this was.

I was probably gonna die.

I wasn't ready. I was going to fight this, and stay strong.

Noooo, The Maximum Ride wasn't over yet.

Fang's POV.

As I gently laid Max on the table in Dr Martinez's, her eyes opened.

She looked so weak.

"What's wrong with me?" She croaked, her voice so quiet I had to put my ear next to her mouth to hear her.

My heart twisted. Losing Max is the worst thing that could ever happen to me, it always has been.

"I-I'm not sure. It's probably your shoulder being infected or-" Before I could continue, Dr Martinez came swooping in with her doctor's stuff and started fussing over Max, making a startled noise when she saw Max's shoulder.

It was a mess, absolutely- actually, I'll spare you the details. You'll thank me.

I gasped quietly. This was awful, it was unbearable, seeing Max in this state, it hurt me so badly.

Max smirked through her obvious pain.

"I've had worse."

This upset me loads. Those three words pretty much summed up Max as a person, always staying strong, always fighting.

As I struggled to contain my emotions, Max and I made eye contact, and I saw a will in her eyes, a strength, and I was almost certain she'd be fine.

Almost being the definitive word here.

Just before Dr Martinez started surgically removing the bullet out of Max's shoulder, she looked over to me.

"I think you should tell the flock what's happening. They have to know."

I nodded, and walked out of the surgery, which was closed, and walked the few metres down to Dr Martinez's house, opening the door.

The flock were all sitting in the living room quietly, Nudge and Angel hugging each other and crying, and when Gazzy turned to me, I saw tears streaking down his cheeks quietly. Iggy looked the same as me, knowing, and distraught, quietly stressing over it.

As I came in Angel read my mind instantly and obviously started crying harder, wailing loudly now.

"Fang?" The Gasman was trying so hard to be strong, but he was only eight.

I knelt down to get on his level.

"Yeah?" I said caringly. Yeah, I'm good with kids. A/N: He is actually really good with Gazzy in the beginning of the Angel Experiment, where – nevermind.

"Is Max going to be okay?" He asked quietly, his little face looking scared to death.

I didn't want to lie to him, but at the same time I didn't want to crush him.

"I don't know Gazzy." I said truthfully, staring into his electric blue eyes, identical to Angel's.

He hugged me, sobbing, making Nudge come over and hug me, and then we were all in a group hug, calling on each other for support.

When it ended, I went to the door.

"I'm going back to Max." I said as reassuringly as I could.

I saw them all (except for Iggy, who turned his head roughly in my direction.) lift up their heads eagerly.

"No. You're not coming." I said quickly cutting them off. The last thing these kids needed to see was Max in her current state.

I looked towards Iggy.

"Iggy, you can come." I said.

He looked like he wanted to, but then shook his head.

"Nah man, I think Max only wants you there." He said.

"Okay."

When I went back to Max, Dr Martinez was still cutting into her shoulder. It was a horrible sight, but I needed to be here for Max.

I opened my mouth to ask Dr Martinez something and she answered before I could.

"No she's not asleep, and it's not numbed, I didn't have enough time, if I'd gone to get the things I needed for that she'd probably die." She said quickly, concentrating on finding the bullet.

This was so hard to watch, and it brought back loads of painful memories of the school, but I couldn't imagine what it must be like for Max.

I held her hand and squeezed it gently, making her open her eyes and look at me.

I smiled weakly at her. "You're going to be fine." I said.

"I'm losing it." She croaked.

"What?" I said, my heart racing.

Dr Martinez stopped.

"I need more supplies." She said bluntly and ran off.

"Fang, I'm going. I can't hold on to my thoughts and I'll lose them soon." She said in a rush.

I was shocked.

"I'll- I'll tell Dr Martinez." I said, slightly phrasing it as a question, and she nodded just as Dr Martinez came back in and carried on with Max's shoulder.

I repeated Max's words to Dr Martinez.

"Max, you've just got to hold on. I think I might know what's happening, it's a fever." She said.

A few minutes later, Dr Martinez still hasn't found the bullet I Max's shoulder, and therefore couldn't get it out, and Max was moaning in pain.

Suddenly Max's eyes flew wide open and she screamed.

Jason's POV.

"What!" He shouted. He was scared of ghosts, but ghosts weren't like this, they were bad, not teenage girls Max's age.

"Ssh!" She hissed, raising her hands to shush him.

He fell silent.

"I'm not completely dead. You can help me, Jason. If I get you to Max, you help me, ok?" She said, looking him in the eye.

He nodded shakily.

"Ok then."

She wrapped him in her wings and walked him through a few corridors, his heart pounding. It was kind of awkward like this, her hands on his shoulders pushing him forward, while keeping her wings wrapped around him.

After a terrifying walk through a few corridors and right through a group of angry debating white coats, they were out.

He turned back to her.

"How are we going to get to Max? I don't know where she is." He said.

"Yes you do. Think. She told you about her friend in Arizona, where her flock were."

"You heard that?" He exclaimed, startled.

She smiled. "I heard everything."

He squirmed. "How long is the journey?" He asked, remembering Max saying that it was a couple of days.

She grinned. "No time, if you with me." With that she wrapped her wings around him again and snapped her fingers, and then they were in somebody's back garden, with a yellow swing hanging off a tree.

The girl led him out onto the road and into what looked like a doctor's surgery, pushing him into one of the rooms, and folding her wings, making the people in the room look up.

Max was on the bed, and Jason rushed up to her. She looked so ill. He turned to the boy in black, who looked absolutely stunned at his arrival.

"What's wrong with Max?" Jason asked. The boy sighed and his face fell.

"Her shoulder is infected, but how did you get here?" He asked.

Jason turned and motioned to the girl, who was standing in the doorway, watching, saying "She led me here."

The boy looked over to where Jason had motioned, looking confused.

"Who? Nobody's there."

Dun dun dun. So remember guys, 2 long chapters if I get 4 or more reviews, and also I'd like to thank my readers so so much, it means the world to me.

Fly on – Raven.