Disclaimer: Do I really have to say that I'm not an old man who lives in Florida and wrote an amazing book series? I do? Ok. I'm not an old man who lives in Florida and wrote an amazing book series.

Max POV

Fang fell asleep instantly. I stroked his silky, black hair and studied him as he slept. He looked so calm, definitely not as pale as he was. The steady hum of the machine reassured me that he was alive. He had scared me to death. I soon found my own eyelids growing heavy and I yawned. The constant beep quickly put me to sleep.

When I woke up I saw the rest of "The Flock" (as I now called them) standing in the room. My hand was holding onto Fang's and he was still asleep.

"Hey guys." I said and tried to wake myself up.

"Oh, nothing, just standing here bored out of our minds watching the two Lovebirds sleep." Angel said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes at her. I slowly got up, as to not wake Fang.

"I'm gonna get water. Anybody else want some?"

"No, thanks," Everyone replied.

I walked down the hall of the hospital to a drink machine and bought a bottle of water. On my way back I saw none other than Sam. He rushed up to me acting as if he was worried.

"Max! I heard what happened to Fang! Are you okay?!"

"Get away from me Sam! I know it was you who stabbed Fang. If I ever see you again I'll probably kill you myself." I spat out. I pushed past him and ran the rest of the way back to the hospital room.

When I got back Fang was awake. He sat up when I entered the room. I gave him a small smile but I could tell he knew something was wrong. I gave him a look that said 'Later," and went to my seat next to him.

"Hey," he said and took my hand. I smiled at him and pecked his lips.

"Hello? Still in the room," Ella said. I glared at her for ruining the moment. Fang squeezed my hand and I turned toward him.

"That's okay. I still love you, Max." he said smiling at me.

"I love you too." I said and kissed him.

"AWWWW!" I heard the girls in the background.

Fang and I broke apart and looked into each other's eyes. The nurse came in and told us that Fang was healing rapidly and that he would most likely be out of the hospital by tomorrow. He could move on his own now but I still watched him as he listened to all the others.

After a couple of hours everyone left and it was just Fang and I. He ate his dinner as I sat and rested with my head leaned against the back of the chair. I felt his stare on me and opened one eye. He looked like he was expecting something.

"Are you going to tell me what happened?" he asked.

"What do you mean?" I said biting my lip and looking away, trying to avoid the subject.

"You know what."

"Ok, fine." I explained the whole Sam incident in the hall.

"He talked to you?" Fang said through gritted teeth.

"Fang, calm down." I said and put a hand on his arm. He visibly softened.

"I'm sorry I just don't want him near you. Now I'm really afraid to leave you alone." He looked worried, "I hope you don't mind if I ask you to sleep at my place until I feel safe enough that he won't come for you. Or I could sleep in your dorm, whichever you prefer."

Normally I don't do the whole damsel in distress thing but Fang was right. I wasn't safe on my own. I thought about it and decided.

"I can stay at your place but I need to get some things from my dorm first." I told him. He smiled and pulled me into a hug. I wrapped my arms around him and buried my face into his neck. I felt safe wrapped up into his arms. All of a sudden we heard a knock on the door. I pulled away from Fang and got up to go get it.

Outside in the hall were two detectives. They wore suits and smelled of mints and gun polish.

"We're here looking for Nick Ride." One said.

"He's here." I said, "May I ask what you need him for?"

"We just need to ask a few questions and get his statement on what happened between him and the person who inflicted his wound." The other detective said. She was a woman, roughly in her mid thirties. She had brown hair and was a little shorter than me in heels. I opened the door a bit wider to let them in. Fang saw the detectives and looked at me confused.

"They're here to get your statement on what happened." I explained. He nodded and I went to take my seat again.

The detectives were serious looking. One was a man with gray hairs on the side of his head. He was about Iggy's height. The other was a woman and she looked kind and forgiving.

"Nick,-"

"Fang," Fang interrupted.

"Excuse me?" The woman asked.

"Please, call me Fang." He elaborated.

"Oh, ok. Fang, can you please tell us what happened on the night of July 28th?" He retold the story and the detectives wrote down what he said.

"And you know it was this Sam and not someone else?" She asked.

"Yes." He said.

"Thank you, Fang. We'll be in touch." They exited the room and the doctor came in behind them.

"Ok, it's all set. You can leave tomorrow at 9:00." We nodded and they left too.

~~~~~~~~~~This Line is the passing of time from then to 9:00 the next morning.~~~~~~

Fang rolled out of the hospital in his wheelchair up to my car. The nurse pushing him smiled and waved us goodbye. I had spent the night with Fang at the hospital. Iggy came and picked me up in my car at 8:00 so I could go back to my dorm to pick some stuff up and drop him off at his apartment. I was in front of the Hospital pickup now helping Fang get in the car. The doctors had said the wound wasn't that deep but Fang had almost healed completely in record time. Most people would be immobile for about six days. It had been about one and a half.

The ride to Fang's home was in a comfortable silence. When I pulled into a parking space I rushed over to Fang's side and helped him out of the car. He could move on his own but he was still incredibly stiff. He gave me a grateful look then started towards his door. I walked close behind to make sure he stayed upright. When we made it to the door I unlocked it and helped him inside to the couch. I went back out to the car and brought in my stuff.

"Where should I put this?" I said gesturing to my duffle bag.

"You can put it in my room." He said. He looked exhausted. I set my stuff down in his room and walked out to the couch. He was sitting with his eyes closed and his head leaned back. When I entered he opened his eyes and patted the seat next to him. Once I sat down he put his arms around me and kissed me neck. I looked at him and then leaned my head on his shoulder. We fell asleep with our arms around each other.

A/N It's not that long but it's a chapter.