Alright, I'm supposed to be studying, but I found the paper that held this story in my notes...so I typed it out. :D I'll add the other part maybe later tonight. This is when Fang was leaving, then it picks up to where I started this story.

Fang's POV

I don't know why I was doing this…at all. I can't just get up and leave. Leave the flock, leave Max.

As I flew to Winnipeg, I thought of what she would do. Cry? Scream? Fly around? Would she miss me at all? Would she even care? Does she even love me?

I didn't know anything. I knew that she liked me, but I wouldn't' push it as far as love. I'm sure she knows that I love her, or even care immensely about her. I'm not kissing her just because I'm bored. I'm clearly doing it for a reason.

I only had my backpack on me, holding the laptops and a change of clothes. My inner compass was pointing me right back to where I came from, where Max is, but I had to check this out. I mean, it was a once in a life time chance for me. For anyone in the flock, for that matter.

I took out the small piece of paper with the address and swooped down lower. Finding lots of wilderness in Canada, it was easy to find a place to land without being detected that was close to my destination.

Walking through the small thicket of bush, I walked up and down the street that I walked onto. I found the house on the corner, tucked away in a deep lawn. I looked at it, judging it. It was…sweet. Little blue shutters and clean white paneling, it looked almost like a cottage.

An SUV in the driveway, I walked beside it and up to the matching blue door. Taking a breath to calm the knot in my stomach, I rang the door bell.

This was it.

2 Months Later

I quietly landed on the roof.

Thank God they all didn't bust through the window to do a U and A.

I crept through the bathroom window, making sure that no one was in there first. I heard movement in the room beside me. Max's room. She was awake. Perfect.

I opened the door, making sure that it didn't creak like I remembered it to do. I crept through, moving slowly so I was still partially blended with my surroundings.

Opening the door just a crack, I was her standing at the window, arms folded on the sill. Her back was to me, so I couldn't see her face. I didn't know if she was happy, sad, crying or angry. Any of those would be scary right now.

Well, it has been two months. I wonder if she was done with me for now. Maybe found a new guy, forgot all about me. Just as well, I opened the door just enough for me to slip through and creep up behind her.

Once I was behind her, I took a silent breath. And I almost died. I missed her so much. So much. Unable to contain myself anymore, I wrapped my arms around her, burying my face in her hair. God, she felt so good in my arms. I needed her to me there forever. 2 months was way too long.

"God, I've missed you."

She relaxed right into me, her body flush and warm against mine. I took another deep breath, wanting the space away from each other to melt away. She was just so nice.

Then she was gone. She ripped herself out of my arms, spinning. I took a step back so I wouldn't get hit by her flailing arms. This was more along the lines of what I was expecting, but it was still nice that she let me hug her.

The fury in her eyes was evident and the best I could do was to take my punishment.

"What the hell is wrong with you!? You are in so much trouble." I kind of guessed that much. "Not just with me, but with the entire flock as well. They are so pissed at you now, ever since you thought that you were too good for us. Did you have to get something? Are you not wanting to be in the flock anymore? Are you staying with us, or are you just going to walk out again, making us wonder where Fang went? You hurt us when you do things like that. You hurt me so much when you do that. You hurt me."

I wanted to die. I couldn't believe for that the entire two months she was thinking that I didn't care about her. And of course I hurt her, I mean; it even hurt me, Mr., Strong and Emotionless. I wanted to comfort her, tell her that I would never leave again, that parents weren't important to me. I watched as a tear leaked out of the corner of her eye and she quickly wiped it away, not wanting to be weak. How could I do this to her?! She was everything to me, and I broke her so much.

Not wanting her to be worried, I tried to communicate as much as I could with my eyes. I tried to tell her how sorry I was, and ashamed that I could ever do this to her. I wanted her to know that I would never ever leave her again, unless she sent me away right now. I wanted her so see that I loved me back with her, that I loved her. I saw her eyes widen a bit, and I hoped she got my message. I wasn't usually one for words. She started talking again, keeping her eyes locked onto mine and I listened to her words of agony.

"And then you come back, out of the blue, and expect me to forgive you, just because you came back. But there was no calling, no contact whatsoever, making me grow grey with worry. I didn't – don't know anything." I almost hung my head in shame, but her eyes were almost showing me the story, the worry that she was showing for me, the anger too.

"What you were doing. If you were even in the same country. So if you think that a simple sorry will get you back into my good books, you got another thing coming. It's going to take a whole lot to make me even consider taking you back." She looked at me with pure anger now. I wasn't surprised that she didn't punch me in the face now. I was done communicating to her with my eyes, so I stepped closer, seeing how far I could push before she actually did hit me.

She looked up more, something I was smiling at in my head. I loved that I was taller than her. Right in front of her after another step, I brought my hand up slowly. Her pearly skin was glowing in the moon light that was coming through the window, making her look like a ghost. Making sure she was real, I brushed my hand along her cheek, making it tingle with pleasure. She was so soft. I looked at her completely, at her neatly brushed hair, pulled into a loose pony tail, the nose still slightly freckled, her eyes that sparkled as she looked at me, her lips moist and alluring, begging me to kiss them. But not yet.

I could also see the bags under her eyes, the way her hair was limp, not as full as I remembered. Her bottom lip was raw, like she was chewing on it a lot. All these things showed signs of stress. And I was the cause of that stress.

"What have I done to you?" I asked. I meant for the question to stay in my head, but it slipped through my lips as I watched her heavy eyelids slowly blink. I shook my head a bit, not believing that I could ever cause this, when all I ever wanted to do was protect her. I believe now would be a good time to apologize for everything that I had ever done.

"Max. Maximum. I am a idiot." I said with a fever, hoping she understood the honesty in my words. "I don't know why I did what I did; it wasn't worth what you went through when I left. I screwed you guys over big time and I'm so sorry for that. Please just consider you and the flock taking me back even after I left you hanging like that. Please." I finished, hoping with all my heart that she would accept my apology, even if I had to carry her everywhere and clean the bathrooms. Just as long as I could be with Max.

Her eyes searched mine with craze, and finally she grabbed my neck and pulled me down.

I was so surprised when I felt her lips kissing mine, holding me close. I knew this was her version of a response to my apology. Way to happy to not do anything, I kissed her back with all my heart.

I loved this chapter. Anyway, like I said, I'll add the other part later. Review if you can eat with chopsticks...'cause I can't!

Love Ella