I don't own Maximum Ride
Max POV
I rolled over on the bed, into Fang's chest. We had been living together for five years, since we were nineteen.
My eyes drearily opened. I rolled over, again, and looked at the clock. I had about fifteen minutes before the alarm went off.
I wanted more than anything to go back to sleep, but you know that is not going to happen.
I turned over-again- back into Fang's chest and snuggled.
He was warm. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep again but to no success.
When I gave up, I had five minutes.
"I wish I could sleep," I muttered.
I must have been louder than I thought because Fang's eyes opened.
"Huh?" he asked.
"Nothing,"
"What time is it?"
"Five till five"
"No point in going to sleep now"
"Yeah. Sorry I woke you"
"What's a five minute difference in sleeping?"
I smiled. Then the alarm clock went off. Uselessly.
Fang turned it off then rolled out of bed. I reluctantly followed.
After getting ready (eating breakfast, brushing my hair and teeth etc.) it was five forty-five.
I was about to open the door when I remembered my gun.
Yes, I have a Glock issued to me from NCIS- Naval Criminal Investigative Service ( I used to think it was investigational instead of investigative).
Fang eyed the Glock like it was pure poison.
He hated the fact that I went from ripping Eraser's heads off to the firing range.
I saw his expression and kissed him.
"Fang, I love you," I said.
He didn't reply. I sighed and began walking to the door when he said, "I love you. I love you but not the gun."
"And I thought you were a trigger-happy person."
Xxx()xxX
At NCIS…
I walked into my desk area and, set up my things.
I was scanning through the newsletter that is sent through your e-mail when Tony and Abby walked in.
Abby was usually upstairs right now.
"Hi Abby, Tony" I said masking my confusion like a professional.
"Hi!" Abby said as her usual perky self.
Abby took stereotype Goths, then turned upside down.
She was a catholic (yes Abby is catholic.) who slept in a coffin, than woke up happy. Abby was the only scientist who didn't remind me of Itex.
"Why are you here?" I asked.
"Looking for Gibbs."
"Oh. DiNozzo, why haven't you spilled about what you did over the weekend?" I asked Tony.
"Because I had a cold."
"And didn't you watch movies?"
"Yes."
"Why aren't you telling us about those?"
"Do you really like that?"
"No, and I don't like secrets being kept from me."
"What-what secrets?"
I quirked an eyebrow.
"Ooh, ooh, Gibbs!" Abby said.
"Yeah, Abby?" Gibbs asked. He had so many secrets hidden behind him.
He reminded me of Fang.
Suddenly I remembered something about Gibbs that made me feel guilty about coming to work.
Wow. This is like the longest chapter I've ever written.
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