a/n: important, i will, hopfully, update this storym soon. for now i am editing the chapters. so if there is anything someone wants me to change, or add, just pm me. - Violet

Summary: well, a real summary would give this away. Let's just say, Max has a really good reason to be mad… At Fang.

Prologue;

Two days late.

Two freakin' days late. And what for? Why were we late? Ha, that's the easy part.

Chapter one.

Once a really long time ago, I actually LIKED Fang. Yeah, I know- hard to believe. Then again, that was all before he made me late.

You see, July eleventh was a very, extremely, special date. It was also the day Fang decided to get appendicitis. Yeah, I know- Iggy said the same thing- Fang can't control such things. But he knew better then to get sick on July eleventh!

As Fang was rushed to the emergency room- we'd been visiting mom- Angel told me that Fangs right side had, infact, been hurting since the day before. At that point I was halfway between wringing my fingers off and tracking Fang down to give him a piece of my mind.

I was about to go find him, when Nudge, oh so talkative, Nudge, made me realize that he probably wouldnt be awake."So," she asked, "are they like going to put him like under before they, you know…" the acidic scent of the hospital was getting to her too, bringing unwanted memories forth.

"Hey, Max!" I jumped around to see Ella standing in the waiting room doorway. Her hair askew- as if she'd just woken up (hey I hadn't said we'd been here loooong).

Actually we'd just flown in from somewhere in Colorado- like I'd say where. We landed at 11:42; quietly we went up to my mom's house. After a small argument about who'd stay out side for the first watch- it was Iggy- we crept inside. 11:50, Nudge went to go wake up Mom. The minuets ticked by as my mother took forever to get dressed. At last Mom came into view at 11:58. She scurried over to me to hug me. At barely 11:59- my moms arms were reaching out to me- we all heard a slight gasp, followed by a grunt.

In the instant that I realized it was Fang I was at his side. "What's wrong?" He didn't answer me, instead leaning on the back of one of the kitchen chairs and holding his right side. We hadn't fought anyone too recently, so what was on your right side? It had to be some type of organ….. was it distinctly bird-kid related? "Fang?" my voice almost cracked as he gasped again. "Angel, what is he thinking?!" my voice was to shrill to crack this time. Come on Max, calm down for the Flock!

"He's, he's." her voice was quiet. Almost as if she was afraid to say something. Time started slowing down. I was practically screaming at Fang to talk to me as Angel scrambled over her words.

Angel looked stricken as Fangs knees hit the floor with an almost earsplitting thunk. I looked up and saw mom rushing towards us, phone in hand. She was saying something that I couldn't make out.

Within minuets that seemed like several life times there were flashing lights out side- much to my protest- Fang was being loaded into the ambulance. As they pulled out I took off, not wanting to ride in the car. I wasn't really surprised when the rest of the Flock followed me.

"Hello, earth to Max!" it was Nudge's voice. I blinked a couple of times and saw Ella grinning, despite the circumstances. "So Ella," Nudge went on, "did you sleep through EVERYTHING? I mean 'cause there was a lot, I mean like, a lot of noise.

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After the surgery

I walked into Fangs room- they'd only allow one visitor at a time, not wanting to up set him and all-ready to shake him till the world stopped spinning. And what do I find? Fang. Playing. Poker.

Forget about shaking him. I walked right up to Fang, slapping him so hard that it left a pretty good imprint of my hand on his cheek. He looked up in surprise. "That was for not telling me sooner that you were Hurt!"

Fangs eyes were dark as he contemplated how to answer. "I didn't know that I had to check in with you every time I got a stomachache!"

It was my turn to look surprised, more by his tone then his words. "STOMACHACHE!" I screeched. "That was no stomachache! You just had your appendices removed!" Fang didn't even so much as flinch at my volume.

We stared at each other for a few minuets. My eyes were narrowed and my jaw clenched. Who did he think he was. Fangs eyes searched my face for something. "It wasn't a big deal Max. We've all had worse." He murmured.

"Worse!" I said through clenched teeth, my fists balled. I turned around, because I am a wonderful leader and wouldn't permanently hurt any of the Flock no matter how mad I was, and put my hand through the wall. I hadn't wanted to deface government property, but lets face it; it was either that or Fangs head.

Fang smirked and asked, "Feel better?"

"No."

He almost laughed.

A/N i was going to make this a one-shot but givme abreak, its almost two in the morning! plz R&R. oh, and i dont own Maximum Ride.