This doesn't really come after or before any of the books, it just happens. Max, Fang, and Iggy are all seventeen, Nudge is fourteen, Gazzy is twelve, and Angel is nine. They live in a safe house out in the desert in Nevada… So whatever… Enjoy the Faxness...

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Fang: Say it. Now.

Me: Do I have to?

Max: YES.

Me: Fine… *sighs heavily* IDON'TOWNMAXIMUMRIDE! THERE! I SAID IT! Happy now?

Fang: No. Quit writing fake stories about us.

Me. Never! Now shut up before I make you do something in the story you'll regret and Max will kick your ass for. *EVIL LAUGH*

Chapter One

"I'm so freakin' sick of freakin' Iggy and his freakin JOKES!" I shouted into the night. "Oh... oops."

Beside me, Fang was covering his ears with his hands and wincing. "And now I'm sorry too," he grumbled. I laughed at his pain. Shut up, Max, you friggin' sadist, I thought to myself.

After Iggy had made yet another sex joke about Fang and I, I finally cracked and flew out to the desert to vent on some rock or something... But as Fang had followed me out, I had him to let out all my pissed-at-Iggy-ness to. Not physically. He was too good of a kisser for me to punch him in the face. "They do get pretty damn annoying," Fang said quietly. "Especially when they're in front of the little kids." There was an awkward pause after that. Iggy had been making the sex jokes about me and Fang (again, in front of Angel, Nudge, Gazzy, and my mother of all people!) since he caught us making out the other day... And Fang was all shirtless... But seriously, we hadn't been doing anything. That time, at least.

I groaned, just thinking about the teasing there would be if he ever caught us actually... Well, you know... and Fang took my face in his hands. "I bet I can distract you," he whispered softly. I was suddenly dizzy. Damn- I'd been about to suggest that we go kick Ig's skinny white ass... but maybe that could wait.

And then his mouth was on mine, and my mind was wiped of all thoughts of ass-kicking. When we broke away for air, Fang's kisses traveled to my collarbone, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. I let out an almost inaudible sigh, and he smirked. "The great Maximum Ride, weak at the knees after just a little kiss," he teased. I growled at him, but he just smirked again. Why did his smirk have to be so damn sexy? You try and stay mad at him when he does that while staring at you with his deep, obsidian eyes. Ignoring it, I brought my lips to his again. Ah, bliss... But sadly, we were 98% human, humans get tired, and it was late. Eventually, I fell asleep in his arms.

The next day I woke up, the sun fully risen, to Fang stroking my hair and looking at me with his intense, dark eyes. "Hey, sleeping beauty," he teased, giving me a little half-smile. It was still kinda chilly, and I snuggled closer to his bare chest. (Um…. yeah… that happened.) I didn't really mind… shirtless Fang and all that. I looked at the mountains in the distance, bathed red and gold by the morning light. Suddenly, i tensed.

"Wait. Shit. Is it freaking morning?" I yelped. "The flock-my mom- they're going to- they're going to-"

Fang smirked. "Yeah. Probably. But I don't care. What's the worst they can do? We've been experimented on, nearly killed, shot, et cetera, et cetera."

I nodded, relaxing a little. "What's the worst they can do?"

Of freaking course, we'd forgotten about that little jinx on our lives whenever we said that.

"What!" we both yelled. I glanced at Fang, and he looked... pissed. My face was probably terrifying enough to scare any normal human, but my mom was... well, my mom, and Jeb only looked slightly intimidated.

My mother nodded firmly. "Yes. You will each sleep in separate rooms for the rest of the month. No... whatever it is you two do in there." She shuddered a little.

"But we weren't even... we just fell asleep out there! Nothing happened!" I glared at my mom.

Jeb cut in. "Yes, but we're talking about... other... times. We can't really afford for you to get pregnant, Max. Not now."

I whirled at him, my fists clenched. "Who's we?" I spat. "I told you that you and your little scientists don't control my life. Not anymore." You could practically see the venom in my voice. Fang was just sort of... frozen in place. I think that all this talk of pregnancy, mine in particular, was seriously freaking him out. So much for Mr Emotionless. "And anyway, we use... protection..." This seemed to break Fang out of his shell. And suddenly, he was calm again.

"Jeb, Max has a point. You don't control our lives- the flock's lives- anymore. You don't really have the right to tell us what to do. And we all know that Max does not consider you her father. You lost that after you went back to the whitecoats." Fang folded his arms across his chest and I gaped at him. That was probably the longest thing he'd ever said in front of anyone but me.

My mom gave us a death glare. Yeah, that's where I get it from. "Yes, but I am Max's mother. And she will do what I say."

I turned to her slowly, my eyes narrowing dangerously. I "We've lived on our own for years. We've never let any adult tell us what to do. You are not an exception," I ground out. I glared for a moment, jaw clenched, and then turned my back on them. "I have to get out of here."

Fang stood for a moment and then followed me out the door, spreading his wings wide. As the house got smaller and smaller, we saw little specks come out the door and look up at us. The flock.

bold=Max Italics=Angel

Are you leaving for good, Max?

No, sweetie. Mom and Jeb made Fang and I a little... angry... and we're just going to go cool down. Tell the flock we'll be back. We will, I promise.

Okay. Iggy says to 'use protection, kids.' What does he mean?

It means tell Iggy SCREW YOU from Max.

He says anytime. Why?

Never mind, Ange. Fang and I will kick his a- butt when we get home.

Angel giggled as she read my mind while I was thinking of our conversation with Jeb and my mom.

Fang looked scared! Wait.. EWWW! You guys really...

Ummm... maybe? Just don't tell Iggy. He'd never let us rest.

Okay, Max.. you guys are gross! Seriously, I did not need to know that! See you later. and come home. You promised.

We will, sweetie. And if you don't want to know, STAY OUT OF MY HEAD!

I felt Angel's presence leave my mind. "So, where now?" Fang asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Somewhere," I sighed. "Anywhere but here. Or the mall." Fang snorted. "What about the place from last night?" he suggested. 'It's nearby."

I nodded. "Yeah," I agreed. "But let's get home before dark... I guess we have to, to avoid another episode, which we might get anyway."

Fang smirked. "God forbid we stay the night again." I laughed. Screw my mom and Jeb. But when we landed, Fang's face got serious. "Maybe we should... agree. To do what they said," he said tentatively. I looked at him disbelievingly.

He saw my face and quickly began to explain. "If we agree, they might stop nagging us. But of course, when I say agree, I mean say yes and sneak out every night against their wishes, but be home by morning so that only Angel will know. And she's loyal to us. To the flock. She'd never tell." I thought over that for a moment, and snorted a little at the 'loyal' part. Angel? Loyal to us? Maybe.

"I guess. But if she does tell, I blame you," I said teasingly.

Fang smirked, and as if he could read my mind (sweet Jesus forbid that happen) he said, "It's worth the risk. And besides, you know you can't stay away from all this." I knew he really wasn't that full of himself. But I didn't care anymore once he kissed me, his strong arms holding me to him tightly, mine snaking around his neck.

Why, oh why, did we ever have to go back?

Okay so there's chapter one for ya! will update soon, I promise. But only if people love it... Hell, I'll continue it for the sake of one fan. So if you love it.. or if you don't... or if you have constructive criticsm... Review!

-Sierra