Eiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiih! Happy New Year, and welcome to 2012 and chapter 26!

I am sorry for the late pdate, but I've had a late start to this year... I'd like to thank FunnyAngel1234 for your help and ideas, I hope you enjoy this chapter!

And a shoutout to Dengel . LegneD, cause it will make you happy! :D

Anyway, please review, because it inspires me to update faster... By the end of this story I'm aiming for 100 reviews, I know I aim high, and I can only reach this goal with all you help! Please?

On with the chapter!

FangPOV

It all happened in a blur.

Once we had finished the song, I noticed the cries from around the room, trying to get our attention. I unplugged my guitar and looked down off the stage to see Max crumpled on the floor. I felt my face go pale as I jumped off stage to where a crowd huddled around her.

"Back out, back out!" I ordered to the customers. Sarah and Dylan directed the standbyers out of the way while I craddled Max in my arms.

Nudge knelt beside me, "What do you want me to do?" she said in a hushed voice.

I looked around for answers, Max getting more and more colder against my skin by the second. "Call 911, call her mother, get your dad... get help!" I yelled.

I looked down to Max. Her smooth, pale face. So innocent. I stroked her face, "it's ok, it's ok. You're ok, be ok? Please, baby, please!" I felt tears prickled under my eyes, but I forced them back.

Soon, an ambulance did come, but the idiots explained they needed an adult. After I blew my head at them, saying things that did not need to be repeated, Max was worse. But luckily, Nudges dad was still at the cafe, he rode with me to the hospital. I never left Max's side.

The others said they's meet me there, but agreed I had to be with Max.

They worked fast in the van, hooking her up to some device and performing some technique on her. They explained they could not do much else until we arrived at the hospital. Nudges dad asked whether she would be alright, but they didn't answer.

I stayed silent the entire way, just looking sadly at Max's still frame.

MaxPOV

"It's ok, it's ok. You're ok, be ok? Please, baby, please!" Fang's voice seemed a world away, but as I slept to the darkness, those words just jumbled and unjumbled themselves in my head, weaving in and out of each other until they did not make any sense at all.

I could not feel around me, could not tell whether I was moving, whether I was lying down, sitting up. I just knew my skin burned as though it was on fire, my eyes felt ice-cold and my mouth dry.

It was then when I could tell what Fang had said.

FangPOV

They had taken her into the operation room an hour ago, and they had not come back. They did not tell us anything. That sent shiveres up my spine, I could not imagine a life without my Max.

We were all here, waiting in the waiting room. Max's mum had not arrived yet. We only got in contact with her a few minutes ago, she had had her phone off while at work so she had not known the Max was in hospital.

Iggy came and sat with me, looking at the ground silently. I looked up at him, his usual bubbley personality gone in this serious situation.

"You right, mate? He asked, icy, blue eyes looking sadly at me.

Sudden, red, fury boiled inside of me, "Alright? What do you think, you idiot! God, she could be dead, and you ask whether I'm ok. Do you know anything? I'd die, I swear, I'm am dying..." I roared. Everyone was watching my outburst, and luckily we were the only ones in the waiting room, "...because I cannot see her, I don't know how the hell she is, where the hell, and... and," I was on my feet, looking around and pacing. I walked right into my best friends arms, breaking into sobs. I wept, becoming less of a man. I'm sure none of the band had seen me like this, but that's just what Max does to me.

Thinking of Max, a new flow of tears come, and I sob harder, louder.

"Mate, she's fine, she's fine, I can feel it, mate, and she will come out of here, happy to be with you, just you," Iggy comforted. He rubbed my back, no being awkward with our embrace.

Just then, Max's mum, Valencia, walked into the room. She looked wild, hair flying and bags under her big, brown eyes. They were Max's eyes. She saw the sight infront of her, Max's friends and Nudges Dad waiting, me and Iggy standing as I cried.

"Oh, Fang," she sighed as she walked up to us, arms wide. She took over from Iggy, and rubbed my back smooth. I saw her tear aswell, but not as bad as me. I needed to pull myself together, but I didn't want to, I didn't care. All I cared about, all I wanted was for my Max to be better.

Ok, so this chapter is a little sad, but it will get better after Max recovers... if she does... muahhaha!

Anyway, tell me what you think!