Nudge was in charge back at the cave we found while Fang and I went searching for Iggy. We flew and looked and called out his name but couldn't find him. The longer we looked, the more worried I got. Fang and I began to separate, despite the fact that it was storming out. I'm just happy the thunder shouldn't arrive for another half an hour. Hopefully we'll find him before then!

I checked up on Fang who was almost a mile away. He looked fine, so I continued scanning the ground and edge of whatever mountain range we were near. I think the Rockies.

Suddenly, I heard a shout come from Fang, and rushed over to him. He was flying toward what looked to be the mouth of a cave, banked, and disappeared. When I got there, I saw him kneeling over a body who was lying on the ground out in the rain. It must be Iggy.

"Max! Help me get him out of the rain!" Fang roared, it was the only way to hear each other over the howl of wind, rain, and non-stop thunder. We dragged him further into the rain, and I noticed Fang was holding a damp towel against Iggy's wrist, and I knew what happened. When we set him down, I quickly took off my jacket, and ripped it into a few pieces to be used as new towels. They were wet, but hopefully would do. Wordlessly, we swapped out the old towel with my wet jacket pieces. Fang didn't pause, but I caught a glimpse of the damage. Two cuts, both pretty new. One had just stopped bleeding, but the other was really deep.

"He's bleeding to much." I said, and only got nothing from Fang. It was pretty obvious though. It was so deep, you could pretty much see the bone. Now, we're all pretty skinny and we don't have much to cut through to get to the bone, but still. That's a lot of blood loss. I doubt that even if he does make it through this, he won't be able to use that arm. I quickly checked for a breath. A pulse. Any sign of life. But he was not breathing, I couldn't feel his heartbeat, and he was dead limp.

"Fang he's not breathing." I said quickly, and started to freeze up. There was more blood on the ground than there was when Ari slashed up Fang, and we're miles away from any hospital or help. I have no idea how he had cut so deep in the first place!

Fang didn't answer me though. His face was white and rigid. We both knew the truth, no matter how hard we tried to stop the bleeding, we were loosing Iggy. But I didn't want to accept that. I couldn't! I did the only thing I knew that would have any chance of saving Iggy.

30 hard pushes on his chest.

2 breaths into his mouth

30 more pushes on his chest

2 more breaths into his mouth

Repeat

"It's not working Fang!" I cried, absolutely scared to death. No matter how hard I tried, it wasn't working. He was done for.

"Keep trying." He ordered, sounding so much weirder than he ever has before. He was as pale as Iggy only still alive.

So I kept trying. But the bleeding wouldn't stop, his heart wouldn't start, and he just would live. Tears started to fall, and I don't think I even bothered to wipe them away. I just wanted Iggy to live. That's all any of us wanted.

I don't know how long I tried, but I eventually gave up. It was over. I couldn't physically hope to save Iggy. My brother. The one who hurt the most of all of us, killed himself. And we couldn't save him. I forgot all about the necessities to stay the night. I forgot to call Nudge and say we were okay, I forgot to start a fire, I forgot to do anything. All I could do was cry and wish Iggy would suddenly come back to life.

Fang was the same. Silent as always, but it wasn't impassive and Fang-like silent. It was sad, depressed, and 'why the hell did Iggy do this to himself' silent. He even shed a tear or two. And that's saying something coming from Fang.

Nudge called me over the walkie-talkie. She asked if everything was okay and that Angel and Gazzy had both fallen asleep at around midnight. I told her to just go to bed at that we'd be back in the morning. I couldn't bare to say the words, 'Iggy's dead'

"Why did he do it Fang? Why couldn't he just…" I could barley finish my sentences without sobbing. "Why couldn't he just talk to us?"

"I don't think he meant to." He said quietly. It was really dark now, I could just barely make out his outline.

"What? He's dead Fang, of course he meant to."

"No. If he meant to, he would have done it to both arms." That made sense though. But I really didn't care at the moment. I just… wanted him to be happy. He's my brother, we're family. When I got him to stop cutting, he still held everything, every pain, inside. I should have known. When he stopped, I assumed everything was okay. But it wasn't really. He still rarely talked to us about what was going on, but hid his pain behind a smile. He hung out with Gazzy more often, but didn't truly get as much enjoyment as before. I should have asked him to be himself, not hide behind a smile. I should have made him talk to us more often…

I shouldn't have believed that everything was just… okay. I shouldn't have expected him to be happy all of a sudden. I glanced at where Fang was supposed to be, but could barely see him. I simply cannot imagine what he must go through. Constantly on the run, not being able to see, he has no idea where he is going.

I was getting tired. I couldn't stay awake any longer, it had been hours what we were just sitting by Iggy's form and crying. Well, I did most of the crying but Fang helped a little. I lied down and stared up at nothing, trying to make sense of everything. Trying to figure out what must have been going through Iggy's head. The last thing I remember before drifting off to a sad sleep, is muttering to myself,

"Why couldn't he just… be happy?"

Well that's the ending ending. The other ending. Please, review and tell me which one you like more. I'd like to know. :)

Why I chose the original (the other chapter 5)... I chose that one because at the time that Fang and Max showed up, which was basically right as Iggy was passing out, they actually could have stopped the bleeding and let him live. And I personally think that maybe this one gets a little tedious... Maybe that's just me. What do you think...?

Okay I guess that's it. I really don't know how I can expand the story any more... Sooo... Anyway. Hope you guys liked it. Hope nobody like... cried at the end. Unless they were tears like "OH MY GAWD THIS IS SOOO BEAUTIFUL." .

-sigh- it has come to my attention from a reviewer who said something like "someone might read this and think it's okay to follow what Iggy did"
So, no. It's a fictional story. Not real. Don't do that. Bad. Very bad. Don't start or continue. K? :)