Hey! i am really glad you guys liked this, this was going to just be a two-shot, but if you think it could be more i could make more. The only way i would do that though, is if i get 10 reviews. 10!!!! 10, 10, 10. 10, 10, 10. Need i repeat myself? no.

Disclaimer: i dont own anything related to MR or really any other books. All i own is this plot (i hope) and my own personality...right? right. Goody.

MAX POV

I felt like i couldnt breath, like i was in a compact tight room where oxegyn didnt exist. How was i supposed to explain this to Fang, of all people? I couldnt just be like "Hey Fang, its me Max, you know, we just admitted that we love eachother? remember? I wanted to say that your the only one ive ever loved and i want to be with you forever, thanks for being there for me, too. Oh, yeah and i'm on happy pills because ive been having weird spazz attacks where i pretty much lose control of my whole body and feel like i want to die, and i didnt tell you even though i trust you with my life. So how are you today?". Something makes me think that might not go as well as planned.

I took a deep breath. Then another. And another. Ok im good...wait one more. Ok, here goes everything.

"Dr.Martinez prescribed them."

"Why?"

"Ive been having...these weird attacks."

"brain attacks?"

"no, like...emotional attacks. Memories...my stress levels go on high. She said these would help."

"Cuz we all know drugs are the way to happiness."

"Shut it Fang. You know this is hard on me." Did i really say that??

"I know...im sorry i snapped. Its just i, i thought..." DID HE JUST APOLOGIZE?

"What, Fang?"

Fang shifted angrily.

"I thought i made you...happy." He rushed on, obviously trying to get past that. Ya, right. That was sooo etched in my mind forever.

"I mean, what do i even do, Max? for the Flock i mean? i dont have a power. Im quiet, sure i can kick ass, but what else am i good for?"

"Wha-what??? Fang your everything. Good for everything...how can you even begin to think that you arent-"

Fang interupted me. "Arent what, Max? an idiot for believing that you loved me? Thinking you said that when you were sane? but no, cuz ofcourse, in reality you were loopy, probably high on anti-depressants."

"How can you think that Fang? I love you. I always have and, for who know what reason, i always will. So talk about me like that, whatever.Kill me on the outside. I dont need those." I said pointing to the bottle still clenched in his right hand. "I need you, jerk." I finished.

Fang face kind of...changed. Like a snap. His emotions swirled. "You really love me?" he asked.

"Yes! how many times do i have to-have to-" suddenly i felt the tears i had worked so hard to hold down rising up again. I felt like i was choking now...dying. Everything Fang had said came to me in a sudden swoosh, as if i hadnt taken it in the first time.

The attack was back.

Fang moved forward, wrapping his arms around me suddenly, and cautiously at the same time, the pills forgotten.

"Sorry." He whispered, his voice...cracking?

The attack dissapeared as fast as it had come, no screaming even.

Fang.

I leaned up, not really knowing my actions. Tossing aside every heartbreaking thing that had just-no EVER happened.

I leaned up, and met Fangs lips with mine.

I guess it wasnt the Hell i had secretly thought my life was.

I guess it was heaven, in the end.

My last thoughts, before drifting into a deep, unimaginable heaven were, Does he feel these sparks too? does he feel this heaven?

And when he kissed me back, i knew he did.