Hey! I know I haven't updated anything in a while and it's because I have no inspiration for the story(ies) anymore. Sorry, maybe I'll pick them up later but for now I think I'm going to do a bunch of one-shots.

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My knotted hair gets snagged on a branch once more. I ignore the stinging pain it brings me to keep running at full speed. Thanks to whatever the hell they jacked me full of I'm weaker than normal. The baying of wolfhounds sends me into a panic and I go sprawling as I trip over a branch I didn't see. I slam my hand on the ground with an anguished cry. Tear tracks clear away some of the dirt and blood that is caked on my face, but not much. I hear a thump in front of me and screw my eyes shut in anticipation of pain but instead I'm lifted with the care of someone handling a newborn. I'm pulled into a warm body and I allow my eyes to open. I'm shocked to find obsidian irises staring down at me in concern. "Fang." My voice is no more than a breath but it's all he needs.

Fang bends his knees and pushes up off the ground. He snaps his wings out and we begin flying. It's the graceful, smooth flight I've been envious of since he perfected it. We jerk suddenly and I stare up at Fang in an uncomprehending stupor. Fang's eyes go wide as we begin to spiral downwards. A scream tears out of my throat as we head towards the hard ground where the Erasers are eagerly awaiting our…arrival.

-THIS IS A LINE-

I sit up screaming. My heart pounds like a drum in my chest and sweat pours down my face. I press a hand to my chest in a lame attempt to calm my erratic heartbeat. I fan myself with my free hand as I realize that the sweat is half-coming from the heat and half-coming from the adrenaline. I climb out of bed with shaky legs and step out of my sweatpants. Padding as quietly as I can to the bathroom I flip the light on and scream again. Fang looks at me with a raised eyebrow. "Fang! I've told you to stop doing that! Asshole, are you trying to give me a heart attack?" I look at Fang with ore scrutiny and feel my jaw drop. My cheeks turn a brilliant shade of scarlet.

"I was coming to see what you were screaming about."

"Nightmare." Fang nods and manages to tear his eyes away from my bare legs.

"Do you need anything? Other than pants…wait! I mean…" Fang presses his lips together in an attempt to stop the word vomit that spurted form his mouth.

"I'm fine, just hot." Fang nods and moves into the room I'm sharing with Nudge. He turns the thermostat down to 72 degrees and looks at me. I stick my tongue out at him. "Some of us do get tired." Fang gives me a look and pulls me to the bed.

"Sleep Max, you need it." I climb into bed and settle in nicely. Fang makes his leave and I grab his wrist in my hand. He turns to look at me and I know the look on my face is pitiful.

"Stay, please." He nods and gently shakes me off to turn off the bathroom light before lying parallel to me on the bed. I turn to look at him. "I'm serious Fang, I don't…they're coming back." I don't have to tell him what's coming back for him to understand that I want, no, need him to stay.

"Alright." He slips under the covers and pulls me against him. I begin drifting off. Something warm and soft is pressed to my forehead. "Love you Max, sleep well." Fang. A smile flickers onto my lips.

"Love you too." Fang stiffens but relaxes when my words sink in.

Hope you liked it! I got the idea from listening to the following videos: Maximum Ride-Max & Fang-James Patterson by BaranayVideoMarketing and Maximum Ride: Erasers and Max by MainstayPro

R&R!