Max felt the cool wind blow through her hair as she raced the Mustang to the school. She heard Gazzy scream as a large truck swerved to the right into their lane. She whipped out her wings from beneath her cover-up. Max held her hands forwards and felt the breathtaking jolt of pain go through her arms as the truck's cool metal came in contact with her flesh at full speed. Max flapped her wings once and pushed harder. The truck stopped gliding across the street and Max felt herself fade. 'No! It's to early! Please don't!' Max screamed in her head. Then icy darkness nuzzled into her soul and she lost consciousness.

"Max? Are you okay? Max!" Their voices were all jumbled to her but she understood. "We have horrible news; Gazzy died in the accident. At least now he can be with Angel again." Tears leaked down Max's cheek as she took in a stuttering breath.

"Secrets... are best between... two people... one of which... being dead." Max's voice was soft and cracked multiple times as she spoke for the first time in six years. Everyone gasped except for Fang who's eyebrows rose. Max had a light smile as silver tears ran down her cheeks. She stood up from the cot and walked over to the window. Max turned towards them for a second and waved. Her smile never reached her eyes as the tears spilled down. She opened the windows and jumped.

"MAX!" She heard a scream and looked back. They looked down at her; Nudge, Fang, and Iggy.

"My favorite secrets are between no-man." Max's voice was soft and she unfurled her wings. She was a broken angel; she failed her mission. The one thing she was supposed to do was protect the boy. She couldn't even do that. Where Max landed there grew red roses. Fang tended to them everyday never seeing his guardian angel in a long gown that swept the floor where she walked, that faded from white to brown. Her curly dirty blond hair that was more brown than blond. And her chocolaty eyes that never left him.