*Dodges bullets* Sorry for the late update! Really! Sorry also 'cause this is a kinda short chapter but I'm meant to be doing art homework about Cezanne now, but I figured that could wait an hour or two. So here you are, another chapter. Also I got tired of typing Dr. Martinez so ut just put Dr. M instead.

Disclaimer: let me think…. Nope.

Third person's P.O.V (I thought this would be a change.)

The flock helped carry Max to the car before taking flight towards Dr. Martinez's house. Clear worry pasted on each of their faces as they streaked through the air. They trailed Dr. M's car closely for around 10 minuets before they landed in her back garden.

"OMFG! Max!" Ella yelled as she saw us help haul Max out of the car and into the house. She already had tears in her eyes. "W-what happened?"

"Coma." Fang replied shortly as he placed Max on their sofa carefully.

Dr. M placed a damp cloth onto Max's head and sighed. "I'll need to give her an IV drip, so she doesn't get dehydrated or anything."

"Um, does that mean going to a hospital." Gazzy's voice trembled as he spoke.

"No, I have one spare here, just in case." She called over her shoulder as she made her way to the basement.

She had recently left her profession as a vet and became a doctor, which was lucky in this case. A crash or two came from the basement before she appeared, carrying the IV. The flock helped her lay Max on the floor, she looked so peaceful, so calm. Fang swept Max's hair off of her forehead on planted a kiss on her cheek. He stepped back to the rest of the flock and a solitary tear crept down his cheek. Dr. M inserted the tube into her wrist, she, the flock and Ella all winced. Angel and Nudge were hugging, Iggy was holding Gazzy's hand, both of their faces were stained with tears. Fang was now knelt next to Max, stroking her hair, looking at her like she would wake up any minute.

"There, now do you care to help me put here back on the sofa?" Dr. M asked Fang, he helped her lift Max onto the sofa before planting another kiss on her cheek.

They stood for a while, just watching Max, unsure what to do. Ella was now at Dr. M's side, weeping into her shoulder. Nudge was now at Max's side too, Fang pulled her into a hug, still stroking Max's hair. Dr. M gently pulled Ella off of her shoulder and walked towards the kitchen. The sounds of clashes and clangs rang through the house, Dr. M was preparing food. Iggy decided that he had enough of this silence, he was tired of 'looking' at Max. She may be in a coma and all, but the way they were acting, she might as well be dead. He shivered, how could he think that? Anyway, standing here would not help her. Iggy opened his mouth to speak, only to be cut off by Angel.

"My voice told me we can save Max, if we're quick." Angels word made five heads instantly snapped towards her.

"What!" everyone practically yelled, even Dr. M poked her head out of the kitchen.

"My voice, it told me, if we can go to the school we can save her." Angel replied, her voice was steady. Not breaking even though she was still crying.

"Right, so where and when do we go?" Fang asked, eager to find out how to save Max.

"It says it will tell me tomorrow. " her voice was unusually calm, not wavering once.

"Okay sweetie, don't worry about that now. Dinner's ready!" Dr. M called, laying out plates in the dining room.

Dinner consisted of meat sandwiches and leftovers. Not much, but enough to keep them going. They sat with Max for a while afterwards, not doing anything in particular. Iggy and Gazzy started arguing about something, this time there was no Max to stop it, so Nudge had to step in. It took a while, but they eventually calmed down. It took a while, but Dr. M realised the time.

"Goodness! It's 11:30 already!" she exclaimed, "I'll sort out the spare rooms for you." she rushed up the stairs.

They continued talking about random stuff, they just needed to take their mind off things. A few minutes later Dr. M returned.

"Right, girls room on the left, boys on the right. Only one bed per room I'm afraid." she ushered all of them upstairs, except Fang.

"I'll stay here tonight, make sure she is okay." Fang explained.

"Okay, I'll bring you down a blanket." Dr. M replied, planting a kiss on Max's forehead before rushing up the stairs after the others.

1 Hour later.

Fang had just nodded to sleep, he was still tightly holding Max's hand, as if he would lose her if he let go.

A scream echoed through the house, Angel. His eyes flew open.

Again, sorry for the late update :( Not sure I'm happy with this chapter. It would help me work faster and better if you reviewed*hint hint*