Yeah, so, here's another chapter for y'all... thought I would post the first chapter, and see what happened, hence not putting in a note, just didnt realise I would get the reaction that I did.

Had many people who like it, and I can honestly say I gave me a slight bit of encouragement... In particular would love to mention justdance111 my first reviewer...please let me know what you think of this, it really would help... Review!

Thank you so much, never thought anyone would find this let alone like it... Anyway gunna stop droning on and here is chapter two, hope you like it and look forward to hearing your views...action is coming so hold on to your hats :) disclaimer- i own nothing but the plot...chow :)

As he sat there, he contemplated on leaving, but he couldn't he knew he loved her and he should be there when she woke up. How did it come to this? He thought. Not only did she not know he was there the whole time in that dark, dark place, she didn't know that he had been there all along. He can't get the flock back without her, grieve for Angel without her. He was afraid to admit he needed her, something had changed in him. He wasn't the same person anymore. Would she like the new him? He wondered. He wanted her to love him so bad it almost killed him. His sister, who he loves doesn't understand him like she once did. Max starts to stir in her unconsciousness and a little flame lights in his soul.

POV- Fang
I smile to myself as she shifts her weight on the sofa, her hand in mine, stronger. Max? I can't seem to bring myself to say it out loud. Her eyes flutter open and my heart skips a beat. She looks at me, squinting and I can't help but smile at her. She abruptly pulls away, recoiling back into the depths of the sofa, there is I don't know fear on her face?
"Max, it's okay" I seem to find my voice.
"Who are you? Where am I?"
"Max, it's me Fang and you're safe" I answer and she looks at me with confusion. "I, I..I'm sorry"
"Sorry for what?" I missed her sarcastically obvious remarks but with the look on her face, she genuinely doesn't know.
"Max, you know who I am don't you?" She squints harder at me. This cannot be happening. There is a long silence, which was getting verge on uncomfortable.
"Who's max?"

POV- Max

The mysterious boy disappears out of the room, which is warm with a yellow hue all around. I have no idea how I got here, who that boy was? Who I was? He obviously knew me but I don't know him, I don't know anything? I suddenly realise that this is really scary. I sit up to,survey the room completely. There is a slight twinge of pain high on my back, which I reach to rub. But instead of feeling my back I feel a strange bone like lump jutting out. I feel along the bump carefully until I can't reach the full extension. What the hell is on my back? I tense which sends spikes of pain through me and I start to panic. What can I do something is on my back, it hurts what do I do? I scream.
The mysterious boy comes back looking worried.
"What's wrong? Is everything okay?"
"There, there..." Can I even trust this guy? I suppose he is the only way I'm going to find out who I am. "There's something on my back". I felt so stupid, was it my imagination? He held out his hands in front of him, for me to take. I hesitated at first still unsure, but heck what have I got to loose, okay my life I guess. I take his hands and he pulls me up carefully. He does a 360 round me and returns to the front.
"There's nothing there apart from your wings of course" huh? What? Did that guy just say wings or am I imagining more things?
"Wings? Wait can I fly?"
"Holy crap!" He curses. His eyes are wide and his hand is covering his mouth. "Max, what can you remember?" Wings? Is someone playing a nasty trick on me? Am I gunna wake up in a minute or what?
"I- I can't remember anything!" I cry in frustration. Actual tears are running down my face.
"Max..." He looks unsure on what to do, maybe because I don't do this- crying feels wrong but what else can I do.
"My name is Max?"
"Yes"
"What are you to me?" He pauses unsure what to say.
"I have known you for, ever since I can remember, and you know me Max better then anyone else, we belong to a family of six- seven of us" none of this was ringing any bells.
"Who are my parents?" He shakes his head clearly upset.
"We have no parents. We were test tube babies, hence the wings" what? Have I just stepped into a sci-fi show? I clasped my head in frustration. "Max?" He came and sat down next to me. I couldn't help myself but lean against him. For some reason I felt this magnetic pull, I think I can trust him, I just don't know why. He sat rigid, I longed for him to comfort me, but he didn't. Tears began to fall silently down my face. He raised his arm as though he was going to wipe them away, but placed it on my leg instead. An instant shiver ran up my leg, which felt strange, but good strange, no idea where it came from. An itch in the back of brain wanted to ask the question were we together? An item? A couple? But I felt it was too soon. "Are you okay?" He asked. I didn't know who the 'Frick I am, and he's asking if I'm okay? I wanted to give him a sarcastic answer but thought this probably wasn't the appropriate time. I didn't even know his name.
"I'm, I'm tired...I just, w-what was your name?" He exhaled throwing his head back.
"Fang" that's an odd name I thought but I didn't really know why it's the first name I had heard since I could remember, which is these minor minutes waking up in this foreign house, with this guy. Fang as in teeth? Like, oh god.
"Are you a vampire?" He chuckled throwing his head back once more.
"Do you want me to be?" Now it was my turn to laugh.
"I take that as a no then"
"No I'm not a vampire, we went on a roller coaster called 'the vampire' once, but I'm pretty sure they aren't real"
"Good..." I looked down at my leg where his hand laid firmly. "Is there anywhere I can sleep" he straightened stretching out, removing his hand from my leg.
"Yeah, follow me" he got up holding his hand out to help me up. I gratefully took it, I repeat, I mean what have I got to loose. I stood up, trying to steady myself, which didn't work very well...I felt incredibly weak. He dropped my hands and held on to my shoulders.
"Sorry, I'm not very steady" he gave me a half smile and guided me walking backwards, his stare holding mine. Suddenly I had this image of Fang giving me that same smile, but instead of being in the house, we were high up, bright green leaves all around us, shining as the sun hit them casting a green hue on his face. Then the vision or what ever vanished. I toppled to the floor, pulling Fang down with me, unintentionally, I may add.
"Are you okay?" He asked again.
"Yeah, I- think I remember you? I don't know we were in a tree I think, in the sun and..." He readjusted himself so that he was crouched by my, somewhat paralysed body.
"We have been in many trees..." I started to get up again, he leapt up himself and helped me once more. He tugged me down the corridor opening the first door on the left. The room we entered was much the same as the living room, wooden beams framing the room, with the cream paint. A single bed laid, punched up against the wall and a desk on the other side.
"Thanks"
"I'll leave you to it..." He said trailing off and letting go of my hand.
"No." The singular word leapt out of me without warning, almost as though I couldn't control myself. "Could you stay?" What was I saying? I looked at me edging away from the door and closing it behind him. I stretched out my hand to which he took. I made my way to the bed, carefully sitting on it and pushing my wings up against the wall. He laid down next to me, so I put my head on his chest. What the hell was I doing? Did I normally do this? I don't even know this guy, although I'm pretty sure I once did. It filled my with the tiniest of hope and made me smile. Finally he placed his arm around my back, careful not to touch my wings which were so sore. I closed my eyes, never wanting this protection, that I so badly needed and felt now, to end.