Man Fang can get on my nerves, I thought. We were in a hotel for the time being, and Fang wouldn't stop talking. Yeah, I know. Fang. Talk. I'm not lying… he's become quite the chatterbox lately.

"Fang. Shut. Up." I said to him. He just smirked, and I rolled my eyes. "You sure have a knack for talking now, huh?" I commented rudely. He just shrugged. I rolled my eyes once again and left the room.

"Yo, Ig. Hurry up!" I shouted, banging on the bathroom door. "I need the bathroom!" Why he took so long to take a friggin shower, I don't know. But whatever.

"Okay, hold on just a sec." he called back.

Iggy stepped out of the bathroom wrapped around in a towel. I walked in and shut the door behind me, locking it. I stripped my clothes and turned the water on hot. As I was shampooing, I heard a knock on the door.

"Hold on, Ig. Not done yet," I called, thinking Iggy just forgot his toothbrush or something. "S' not Ig… it's Fang, and we got some trouble," I heard him say. A wave of panic swept through me. "What kind of trouble?" I asked, turning off the shower and jamming my clothes on. (A/N: can you 'jam' your clothes on? I was just wondering…)

"Well… um… it's Angel," Fang muttered. I threw the door open and looked around. "What's wrong with Angel?" I asked urgently. Not my baby, please don't let it be my baby, please, I thought, panicking. Adrenaline started running through my body.

Then, out of nowhere, I suddenly got really dizzy and couldn't control myself. I fell to the ground, literally seeing stars. Then everything went black.

"Max, wake up," someone whispered in my ear. I slowly opened my eyes to see a worried Fang. I almost saw relief pass through his eyes, but only for a split-second.

"Max? Are you alright?" Nudge asked worriedly. "Oh I feel great, just jolly," I muttered. "How 'bout you?"

I tried to sit up. "Whoa," I said, getting a sudden headache. "Save your energy, Max," Fang whispered. I heard a moan, then realized it was coming from me. "What happened?" I asked. Then a thought hit me: Angel. "Where's Angel? What happened? Is she okay? Did Erasers take her?" I asked a million questions at once, making my headache hurt even worse. Panic filled my body.

"I'm right here," Angel's sweet voice said cautiously. "I've been here all along."

Huh? I thought. Angel nodded her head, her eyes wide with fear.

"No you haven't…" I said carefully. "I was in the shower… and Fang knocked on the door. Then he told me Angel was in trouble… and then I became all dizzy… and I blacked out," I finished. It took all of my brainpower to say that without crashing on the floor. All I wanted to do was curl up into a tight ball and go to sleep.

"Uh… what are you talking about?" Nudge asked confused. "We checked into the hotel, and you fell asleep. Then you started shaking and calling out Angel's names. You started, like, freaking out, and it looked like you were having a seizure or something." Nudge said.

I thought hard. I remember going to sleep… so everything was a dream? But it seemed so… so real.

"It was just a bad dream," Fang said. He motioned for the flock to give me some space. I slowly sat up, and he gave me a glass of water. I gulped it down, enjoying the feeling of the ice-cold liquid traveling down my parched throat.

Once everyone left the room, I asked Fang a question. "So I was having a seizure?"

"Well, kind of. You started shaking uncontrollably, and your breaths became short and stiff. Then you started calling out Angel's name. Man, you must have had a bad dream," he said.

"Well, Iggy was in the shower, and I knocked on the door telling him to come out. Then I took my own shower, and when I was shampooing, you knocked on the door. You told me that Angel was in trouble. So I put my clothes on and ran into the hallway. Then I became all dizzy and I blacked out. Now I'm here," I finished quietly.

"Not as bad as I thought it was, having that seizure and all," Fang said. (A/N: did that sentence make sense?)

I nodded, and layed back down. "Get some sleep," Fang whispered. He layed down next to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I felt safe in his arms, but still unsure about the whole sleeping thing. But sleep finally took over my body, and I closed my eyes.