The next day, Angel made me breakfast in bed again. My leg was pretty much healed. It was nice to just lie in bed all day, though. Even though I wanted to go out, Fang made me stay in the little hotel room.

Angel walked into my room. She smiled and then came up and sat on the edge of my bed.

"What is it, Angel?" I asked her.

Her smile vanished. "I need to tell you something, and it's important." Uh oh. What happened?

"What is it?"

"It's Iggy." Oh no! Had he been hurt? Had one of his bombs gone wrong? This would mean that Gazzy was hurt too! Oh Go-

"No, no, it's not that bad. They aren't hurt." Oh, thank God.

"Well, what is it, then?"

"I can't read Iggy's mind."

"So he's like, brain-dead or something?"

"No, no, he's smart and everything. I just can't read his mind."

"Um, what does that mean, then?" This was getting confusing.

"I know it's confusing, Max, but it scares me. Gazzy and Nudge noticed something too."

The door opened and Gazzy walked in, followed by Nudge. They weren't smiling, and they looked worried. Gazzy sat next to Angel, and Nudge hopped up next to me. "Max," Gazzy said. "There's something wrong with Iggy." He paused. "He doesn't know how to make bombs." What?! Iggy no know how make bomb? That was absurd!

Then Nudge continued. "And he- he got mad at me today. All I did was tap the back of his hand to let him know I was there, and he- he- he…" Nudge started bawling. I put my arms around her and pulled her close. I looked at Gazzy and Angel for the rest of the story.

"It's bad, Max. Real bad." Gazzy said quietly.

"What did he do? Did he call her something?"

"N- noooo," Nudge sobbed. I looked at Angel.

"Max. Iggy hit Nudge. Hard." Tears filled Angel's eyes. "I don't know why he would do something like that." The she broke down in tears too.

"Oh, Ange, come here," I cooed. "It's okay. Everything's fine." She crawled to my other side, and I put my arm around her too. "Gazzy?" He looked like he was about ready to cry too. "It's okay. Come here."

He sat beside Angel and tried not to cry. I gently patted him on the shoulder. Nudge and Angel continued to sob and Gazzy continued to look hurt. I spread my wings out around them all, kind of like that were in a big cocoon. I talked to them, saying that I would talk with Iggy, and that everything was okay. Then someone walked into the room.

It was Fang.

He walked in right in the middle of our sob fest.

Oh.

God.