A/N: Me: Hi everyone! Sorry it's been a few days. Life has just been kinda busy.

Fang: And on Wednesday, when FF wouldn't upload the last chapter. You almost punched a hole through your computer.

Me: …That too. Anyhoo (LOL a rhyme!) I realized these chapters aren't very… deep. Like… they're kinda short and… rush-y. So I'm gonna slow down and type more in each chapter (my fingers already hurt LOL).

Fang: You still need to type up your French project, too.

Me: Zut! J'ai oublié complétement! Je ne veux le pas faire!

MooMoo: Fact- when she's upset, she starts speaking in French.

Rawr: Even though she's only in French 3.

Me: Quoi? J'ai pensé que vous avez été mes amis! Tais-tôi!

Fang: Come on. Get on with the darn story!

April 18, 2011 (LOL my birthday!)

Max POV

I groaned as I got up to go pee… which I did like every five minutes. Being pregnant isn't all it's cracked up to be, you know. People are always like "Pregnant women have this glow about them!" Well, they're bleeping idiots. The only glow I see around here are lamps.

I hobbled to the bathroom. At least my morning sickness was gone. After I finished my business, I waddled down the hall to see Fang.

His door was slightly ajar, and I could see him lounging on his bed. I knocked lightly and pushed the door open. He looked up from his laptop and smiled, and my heart skipped a beat. His smiles should be illegal. They always get to me.

"Hey beautiful." I shivered slightly. I loved that- he didn't call me 'babe' or 'hot', just 'beautiful'. It was more meaningful.

He rubbed my three-months-but-looking-closer-to-five-months stomach as I leaned into his shoulder. "What are we gonna name him?" he asked softly.

I raised an eyebrow. "Him? I think it's a girl. And she will be named Lizzy."

Now he raised an eyebrow. "I like it. But… you need a boy name. For him."

I playfully punched him. "I guess. How about… John?" He crinkled his nose.

"Nah. It sounds too formal. How about… Tyler?"

I grinned. "Perfect."

I sat down at the table, mouth watering. I could already smell the stuffed shells, garlic bread, and salad that Iggy had made. I was craving Italian this week.

"Dinner is served!" he yelled, coming through the door with two big trays of pasta. While avoiding Total and Akila running under the table. And dodging chair and table legs. (A/N: Me: LOL the first time I typed that sentence I typed 'table elfs'. Awesome.) How does he do it?

He brought out the bread and salad. By that time everyone was sitting at the table. It was a rectangle, with Fang at one end and Iggy at the other. Gazzy was to Iggy's left, and Angel was to his right. Nudge was on Fang's left, sitting next to Angel. I was sitting on Fang's right, next to Gazzy. Like this: I

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We dug in right away. For a few minutes, all you could hear were, disgusting, chewing noises. When Fang and I got up for thirds, Angel cried "ERASERS!"

Fang, Iggy, and I bolted out the door, with Nudge, Angel and Gazzy following close behind. We shot up into the sky as soon as we on the grass.

We hovered about 1,000 feet above our house, looking around. 'Whew,' I thought to myself, 'flying is a tad harder with a baby on board!' Weird, though- still no signs of Erasers.

Iggy cocked an ear. "They're coming from the south." We turned to face south, and sure enough, a dark cloud was on the horizon.

Once they got closer, I saw that there were a lot- probably about 100. We could probably take them- I think.

Adrenaline flowed through my system and my vision got all battle weird- blurry with motion, but also super sharp. The first wave hit us. Immediately, Gazzy and Iggy threw bombs. I think I saw them take them out of their underwear. 'Later, Max. Later.'

Nudge and Angel were a team, back to back. Nudge was rubbing her temples, fierce concentration on her face, an the Erasers around her were freaking out. She was probably making them see giant, flying… 'certain human parts'. Angel was also playing mind games- her Erasers were doing somersaults in the air, and being non-too-good flyers, falling to their deaths.

Fang and I each were surrounded by Erasers. He was taking water vapor from the air and freezing parts of the Erasers. Then, he would turn around and scorch them from his other hand. He looked really determined, and he also shot out some jabs and kicks that would definitely leave a mark.

I whirled in a circle, bobbing up and down. I used my telekinesis to my advantage- I could jerk their heads around and give them whiplash and concussions. I also was dealing out some old fashioned roundhouse and drop kicks, as well as flailing my fists around. But in a good way.

Everything was going fine. Gazzy was finishing off his and Iggy's batch of Erasers with his super strength. The last of Angel's and Nudge's Erasers were falling to the ground holding their heads. Fang was freezing and punching his last five Erasers (it was actually quite gross- he would freeze a limb solid, then punch it and it would break off).

I was dealing with my last few Eraser when it happened. I was pretty tired- almost exhausted. 'Being pregnant takes a lot out of ya!' I thought.

Maximum! Focus!

I dropped a few feet in shock. The Voice was back! I thought it had left! I was about to think a sarcastic hello when an Eraser, sensing my distraction, kicked me. Right in the stomach.

My mouth formed an 'o' of surprise as I dropped out of the sky. I wasn't unconscious- I was just shocked to death. I vaguely saw Fang kick the last Eraser, the one that had kicked me, in the head. He looked around, saw me plummeting, and shot towards me. He flew up underneath me and caught me. He floated to the ground, and gently lay me down. The rest of the flock landed and ran over to us.

"Max! What happened? What's wrong?" Fang asked urgently. I could see it in his eyes- he was very scared.

I struggled to find my voice. "Kicked me in my stomach. The baby!" Fang's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates, and real fear- worse than a second ago- flashed in them. "Get me to mom's." I rasped.

He nodded, tapped Iggy's hand twice, and carried me to my mom's house. Surprisingly, I was also worried about one other thing. Now we had to tell her. Oh, god.

A/N: Me: Sorry for the cliffie, but I gotta keep you guys reading! Tune in next time to see what happens to Max's baby!

Fang: This isn't a soap opera, B.

Me: It could be. You never know.

MooMoo: Yea, you're always in the closet.

Rawr: Teehee! In the closet!

Fang: Grrrrr!

Me: Haha Fangy's all mad now! *whisper* I bet Edward Cullen's in there too!

Fang: Shut up! I hate all of you!

Me: Aw, tu sais tu m'aime! Fact: I didn't have to go to school today (Friday) 'cause of graduation. Booyah! Reviewez, s'il vous plâit!