When Max's mother suggested that the flock start attending church each Sunday no one had been more psyched than Iggy. The only time he'd ever been in one was that one time in New York and he had really liked the quite peaceful vibe it gave. He didn't know squat about religion or god, but he heard about so many people finding the light and about how god made miracles. It gave him hope that any place with such a reputation would welcome them.

It wasn't till he got there that he realized just how wrong he was. With the room filled to the brim with people he couldn't even hear himself think or get around without help. What he did hear scared him beyond belief. There was so much hate. So much anger towards other religions and lifestyles. It hurt him to listen to speaker yell about damnation and sin. There was no mercy as he spoke of the gays that were condemning themselves to hell and dragging good people down with them. He couldn't believe people actually shunned others for loving those they chose to. He'd always thought that any love you could get in this world was worth defending. After finding his parents he came to value love a lot more then he used to. True forms of it were rare and hard to find. He knew that all too well. The fact that others wished him such a fate for who he chose to love hurt him deeply.

Fang noticed the difference as soon as they got back and quickly lead Iggy away from the rest of the flock and back to their room. The moment they were behind closed doors Fang's arms were wrapped around Iggy's waist and his forehead was pressed against his boyfriend's.

"Iggy what's wrong? Are you okay? Was it something I said?"

Iggy smiled weakly at Fang's barely concealed worry and let himself melt into the embrace of his lover. His fingers twisted in Fang's long locks and he ran his fingers threw the black silk. Soon he relaxed and placed a soft kiss to Fang's worried brow. His lover was always the first to blame himself when something went wrong and it was almost an endearingly annoying trait. He was still so sure that Iggy would find fault in him and leave without a moments notice. His brief time with Max had given him little self confidence about how to deal with relationships, but he made up for it with his selfless caring. Iggy loved that Fang cared so much, but he was worried that he was getting too used to it. That one day Fang would pull back and he wouldn't be ready for it. One day Fang would realize all the reasons that he should leave and Iggy worried he wouldn't be able to handle it.

"It's nothing Fang, I just didn't expect church to be so…hateful…Are they right Fang? Are we doing something wrong being together? Is it wrong to love you like I do or for you to love me? I mean-"

Fang cut him off.

"God didn't make as the way we are physically Iggy. I doubt he made how we feel either."

"But….."

"If God didn't want me to love you Iggy he never should have let me meet you. That would have been the only way to make me stop loving you, that or kill me. I was born, or hatched, or however we were made, just for you."

Iggy felt tears prick his eyes at the touching words and his love grow stronger.

"I don't need God's approval Iggy. I just need you."

Iggy couldn't stop crying at the utter sincerity in Fang's voice and he fell into his lover's arms without a second thought.

"I love you Fang. I love you, I love you, I love you!"

Fang hugged him back and muttered quietly back.

"And I you Iggy. Forever and ever."

I'm getting lazy with my endings. But I'm too tired to feel bad. Enjoy the Figgy and please review.

Yours truly,

Jessica499499