Summary; I woke up on a metal slab, restrained by metal cuffs around my ankles and hands. I was wearing what I had gone to sleep in. I looked around panicked, to find the room empty, except for the lingering antiseptic smell, and a single needle, with the Itex symbol on it. Oh shit.

A/n; Hey, Shadowpast here. So this is my 2nd fan-fic, and I hope you all enjoy it. I have a goal to get 15 reviews by chapter 10! Anyways, enjoy the story and R&R. As for all of my stories, I like con-crit, and I don't mind flames! If you hate it, please tell me why! Thanks! And Enjoy!

PS; I get the little paragraph above isn't a summary, but hey, I suck at summaries, so just read please.

Fang's POV;

I woke up, tangled in the sheets, sweating profusely. I pulled off the blanket, even though that had nothing to do with me sweating so badly. This was beginning to become a habit. Having a nightmare, waking up in the middle of this night, etc. I succeeded in untangling myself from the sheets, and went to the bathroom that was attached to my room. It was a relief I didn't have to share it with anyone, because everyone in the flock are light sleepers, due to the fact we're always being captured. It's all just a big part of the bird kid package. You get wings, kick ass powers, and a few million deranged scientists that want to test you in every possible cruel manner. Fun, right?

I stepped into the bathroom, and turned on the shower. I stepped under it fully dressed, and let the cool water wash away all of the dirt. I see why Max liked showers so much. They truly are one of man's greatest inventions. Speaking of Max…

I had had the dream of her again. It was more like a memory, and it had been haunting me for years now. Each time I relived it, I woke up feeling sick. I would do anything to take back that day, to have not have been such an idiot.

*Flashback of Dream*

I watched Max as we sat together in the cave. We were alone, no other avian humans, or just normal humans were anywhere near. Max was watching the moon, and as it came out from behind a cloud, a ray of light hit her perfectly. Her hair lit up slightly, and she was beautiful. Even more beautiful than she usually was. I smiled; glad that for once I had her all to myself. She got up, and I did as well, just standing there. Suddenly, acting on instinct, I leaned in slightly, and kissed her gently on the lips. For a short second, she was in shock, but then she leaned in slightly, and wrapped her arms around my neck. But she soon jumped back in shock and fear. She stared at me before flying out of the cave to another one further away. I knew better than to follow her. I felt as like an idiot, I had just ruined whatever chance of a relationship with my best friend. I punched the wall of the cave hard, before sinking down in misery. I stared up as shadows started to engulf me, not caring. My vision went black, and I sank into unconsciousness.

End flashback

I sighed. The dream was always the same. The beginning was always pure happiness, before slowly turning into my worst nightmare. What was worse was that it was all true, it had all happened. I sighed, knowing the reason I had this nightmare night after night. I loved her to much for my own good. And Max's good. And the flock's good. I stepped out of the shower and changed quickly. I sat back on the bed, silently praying for a dreamless sleep before I let my head fall back, and my eyes sink close.

Max's POV

I woke up in the middle of the night, feeling slightly depressed. I had just had an amazing dream, but I didn't know why. I never would have wanted that to happen in real life. I perked up my ears, thinking I heard water running, but shook my head. It was probably just my bodies way of saying ot take a shower. It was two in the morning after all, who would be awake at this hour? But a shower didn't sound that bad. I sighed standing up, still thinking about my dream. Dreams are supposed to be you're sunconcious trying to tell you something, but I didn't understand what mine was trying to say. Nothing about my life could be that easy could it. My dream was based off something that had actually happened, but about halfway through, it twisted slightly, making it much more enjoyable. But in real life that wasn't something I'd ever do. I walked to the bathroom, and turned on the shower.

Flashback of Dream

Fang and I were sitting in the cave. The flock weren't near, but for some reason I knew they were safe. I stared at the moon, marveling at it's beauty as it came out from behind a cloud. As it disappeared again, I stood up, as did Fang. After a few seconds of just standing there watching each other, he leaned in gently. I was in shock, but it was pleasant. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and allowed myself to absorb myself in the kiss. After a while, my vision began to fade, but it was complete bliss.

End flashback

It had been strange. In real life, what had happened was that I had pushed him away, after kissing him for a second, and run off for the night. Had this happened again, well, I don't know what I would do. People say that your dreams are your subconscious trying to tell you something. But I don't know what it's trying to say here. But more confusing than the dream was that regretful feeling I had when I woke up. I shook my head, annoyed at my confusing thoughts. I stepped out of the shower, and grabbed some clean clothes. I glanced down at them, and noticed that they were both black.

"Figures," I muttered under my breath. I tend to dress towards my mood, or who I'm thinking about. So obviously if I'm slightly depressed and I'm thinking about Fang, then I will unconsciously take out black clothes to wear. I kept the sweat pants, but switched out the t-shirt for a dark blue one instead. I quickly changed, before going to sit on the corner of the bed, twiddling my thumbs. I wasn't going to be able to sleep for another long while. I looked around for something I could do before I could actually get up. I walked over to my window and stared out through the window. I hadn't been out for a flight in a long time. And there was a forest right behind mom's house, so no one would be able to see me, seeing as my window is towards the forest. I grinned slightly at the thought of going for a flight, and I tried to open my window. Tried being the operative word of course.

"Stupid window," I muttered, trying to convince the rusty old lock to open without forcing me to set a chainsaw to it. I actually did that once, when claustrophobia kicked in. That had been right before I had realized the front door had been unlocked. I tried one last time to open the lock before sitting back on the bed. I could always just go out someone else's window.

I got up and silently walked out of my room, into the person's next to me. I stepped in silently, and found that I was in Fang's room, as opposed to Nudge and Angels. Woops, I thought the girl's room was on the left. Oh well, at least now I have an excuse to watch Fang sleep. He's normally really relaxed when he's asleep. Even he can't keep up a guard while he's asleep. He had a slight smile on his face. But as I continued watching him, it slowly turned into a slight frown then a grimace. He started turning, and twisting, and muttering something. I quickly walked over to him, and shook him awake. Slowly I saw his eyes open, and he stared at me.

"Max?" he said confused.

"My window wouldn't open, I wanted to go for a flight," I said, blushing that I had been caught.

"This has to be a dream. But it doesn't matter, as long as I don't have to live through that again. At least this didn't actually happen. Then it will hurt less," He said shaking his head slightly. Wait, he thought that this was a dream? And what was he rambling about, hurting again?

"Well, do you want to go for a flight, now that you're not having a nightmare," I asked. He looked at me for a second, before looking away, but I could see pain on his eyes.

"How am I to know this isn't just another nightmare my subconscious conquered up for me," he said dejectedly.

"Well, for one, this doesn't seem like a nightmare, and even if it is, you might as well come, because if you lie down in bed, you'll definitely have that nightmare again," I said sensibly, shaking my head and walking to the window.

"I guess there's no point in lying. All of my nightmares start like this. You're there looking as beautiful as ever, if not more so, and we're enjoying ourselves, then I'll go and do something stupid, and you'll run. That's when it turns into a nightmare. Your gone, I'm left there, angry at myself, believing I ruined our friendship forever. You'd think I'd get over it, hurt less, after reliving it every night for weeks on end," he said, with a bitter laugh. I'd never heard him be so open, and honest. But then again, I had never been in his dreams.

"Well, what would you try to do that caused me to run," I said to him. I could only think of one thing that I had run from, but that couldn't have been what he meant. Not at the cave, that couldn't be what he meant.

"I try to tell you I love you." Oh, he did mean the cave. But he had never said how much that had hurt him. I mean, I know he's all Mr. Strong and Silent, but still, he had never hinted. Never even mentioned it again. I had never known that this tortured him, for weeks on end, every night. So this was why, so many times, he refused to sleep till incredibaly late, or why he would take watch all night long.

"Fang, I'm so sorry," I said softly, my voice filled with shock and regret.

"Well, the past can't be changed now can it. Just tell me one thing," he said, lowering his voice slightly, and he looked up at me with sad eyes. "Why do you always run?" That was the one question I couldn't answer. Because the truth was, I liked him slightly more than a friend, even if I didn't know how much. But how would the flock react? I sighed, and he looked at me slightly upset by my lack of an answer.

"Fang, I" I began. I didn't know what to say. I was sure sorry wouldn't cut it.

"It's okay, I shouldn't have asked," he muttered looking away.

"Fang, it's not okay, and I know this can't do anything to fix it but I'm sorry. I'm sorry for hurting so many times. I just don't know," I said shaking my head.

"What don't you know Max? Why you can't love me? I understand" he said looking away.

"No! How could you say that? Fang I like you. I mean a lot. But with the flock and my parents and the voice and the whole having to save the world, and" I said letting my voice trail off. "I have so much on my shoulder's already, it's just, hard," I finally admitted how stressful all of this really was. Everyone knew, but I had never actually admitted it to anyone.

"Max, you need to relax," he said gently. He laid his hands on my shoulders. "Alright? I'm sorry I' put you through all of this." he asked pulling me into a tight hug. I hugged him back, and nodded, grinning slightly. I was the one who broke his heart, and he's apologizing, for what he did to me.

"And, now, for the reason I came here in the first place," I said, pulling away. "Do you want to go for a flight or not?" I asked. He grinned slightly, and in one fluid motion, crossed the room, and opened the window just enough for us to get through.

"Ladies first," he said, waving at the window.

"Since when am I a lady?" I said in mock shock. He rolled his eyes and turned to the window.

"True. I should have said; annoying, sarcastic, bi-polar, avian mutant bird freak first then," he responded, waving his hands at the window again. I just stood there he gave me an exasperated look. "What now?" he asked.

"Fang, you just said annoying, sarcastic, bi-polar, and an avian mutant bird freak. That would describe you, not me," I pointed out. He raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I'm bi-polar?" he asked.

"Yup. Big time," I said nodding enthusiastically. "Well, your either that or emo," I said laughing. We both knew he got annoyed when someone said it. Newsflash people, never that I'd admit it to him, but trust me, he's not emo. Alright? So if you think do he is, don't tell him if you value your life.

"Oh, okay, now you're going to get it," he said jokingly trying to grab me. I laughed, and raced out the open window, using my super speed immediately. I looked around a few miles away, and saw I had lost him. I flew down to a tree to wait for him. I felt a brush of wind next to me, but when I looked there was nothing there.

"Must've been the wind," I muttered, flying down a branch, and leaning against the tree. Wow, I never knew a tree could be so soft. Or warm. Or dark. I leaned in the tree, breathing deep, and started to fall asleep. I grinned. Long arms that came around and hugged me. Wow, what a nice tree. Wait a second, trees don't hug people, I thought, coming out of my trance.

"Fang!" I yelled, almost jumping a foot in the air (luckily he was still holding me, so I that I was unable to do that).

"Yes?" he asked. I glared at him, now sitting straight up. He grinned at me slightly, before leaning back against the tree. "Relax Max," he said softly, pulling me gently. I sighed, and leaned against him slightly. He pulled me gently again, and I submitted this time, leaning against him, digging my face into his shirt. I wanted the moment to never end. "You don't know how much I wish this were real," he said softly.

"Fang, of course it's real," I said, rolling my eyes. He laughed softly.

"Go to sleep Max," he said softly, tracing circles on my back. I grinned slightly. I felt was Fang pull me closer, and whisper 3 words as he gently kissed the top of my head. I sighed, still smiling and let darkness flood over me, as I closed my eyes.