Fang's P.O.V.

I was in front of Brigid's house. I honked the horn twice, and she came running out while holding a white beret on her red hair. She jumped into the car and I noticed her dress. It was white with blown up purple roses covering it. She was also wearing three inch purple heels which I thought was a little over the top, but whatever.

"You look well."

"Thanks Fang, but you don't have to be so formal." She laughed at the end of the sentence. I didn't reply to her and instead started driving the car to our destination.

I pulled up to the fine dining restaurant, Sparata. I opened the car door, the restaurant door, and pulled Brigid's chair out for her like a complete gentleman. During diner, she had the complete grace of a lady. She said all the right things and was so polite to our waitress, Brenda, but our dinner was boring. It wasn't the food, our food was great, it was our conversation that was dull. Quiet honestly, I would have preferred dinner with a lion.

I paid the bill. We left the restaurant like any normal couple, minus the hand holding. In the car, she subtly reached for my hand. I didn't grant her it. She sighed. After a few awkward silent moments she said, "Fang, let's get some ice cream."

"Bridg, it's November."

"But doesn't ice cream just sound delightful?"

"Ok, whatever you want." I changed course and headed for Brusters.

Max's P.O.V.

"How about I take you and Rae out for ice cream? How does that sound my little man?"

"Can I get the Superman flavor?" His eyes were round and pleading.

"Of course." I tested a little smile on him. His face turned to pure sun shine as if the Superman ice

cream was the best pleasure I could ever grant him.

"Rae!" I called up the steps, "We're going out for ice cream!"

After a few seconds she yelled back, "Ice cream's for babies!"

"No it's not!" Indiana screamed back with a stomp of his foot.

"Come on Raven, join in with the family." She didn't answer. Instead she stomped down the steps, threw her coat on, and walked out the front door.

"She reminds me so much of you." Ella whispered as I bundled Indiana up in his Spiderman hat and his 'puffy coat'. I laughed, "She is my daughter even if she looks just like Dylan."

"When are we going to see Daddy?" Indiana looked up at me with hopeful eyes. Ella and I gave eachother knowing looks. "I don't know little man."

"Oh," Indiana's face fell significantly; I wanted to cheer him back up. There was way to much on my own and my kids' minds already tonight. "How about that Superman ice cream! Let's go get it!"

Indiana gave me a faint smile and grabbed my hand. Together we walked out the door, Ella close behind.

Raven was sitting in the back seat; she was already buckled. Her arms were crossed, her head tilted back against the head rest, her eyes closed, and her iPod's volume was on high.

Raven's P.O.V.

Mom was in the driver's seat. She had allowed Indiana to sit up front since it was a 'special occasion'. Aunt Ella was sitting beside me, her hands fumbling over each other in her lap. The Cure was blaring in my ears. Exactly what I needed: depressing 80's music. I usually drowned my problems out with music. When Mom got on to me for not doing my chores or having attitude, I would go over a song's lyrics in my head. When I see Dylan with Marcy, I stick my ear buds in, close my eyes, and pretend I'm with Mom again.

We pulled into the Bruster's parking lot. I unplugged my head phones, wrapped them around my green iPod nano, and stuck the bundle in my jean pocket.

I was silent as we four walked up to get into line. Oddly enough, even in the middle of November the line was at least a ten minute wait.

"Oh my God," my mom hissed under her breath.

"What Mom?" I asked finally speaking.

"That's my doctor." I followed her gaze to a tall shadow of a man who matched the night perfectly.

Max P.O.V.

I just couldn't escape my fate could I? All I wanted was a nice treat with my kids and a moment to try to forget, but no of course not, that would be way too simple.

Naturally, my son became curious as to who my doctor was and started asking me in a rather loud voice, "Who Mom? Who's you doctor? Please Mom show me? POINT HIM OUT TO ME!"

"Indiana! Calm down," I hissed; I really didn't want to attract his attention.

"Who is it Mom?" He asked slightly quieter this time. The key word there is slightly. Naturally, the doctor's attention was attracted to us by his date. His date looked familiar. She turned to face my party and waved happily, ah it was the nurse, Brigid. I gave a single wave back and then turned to the hanging menu. "What do you want Raven?"

She shrugged, "The brownie sundae I guess."

"Ok, what about you El?"

"Nothing."

"Suit yourself." It was our turn in line. I ordered quickly, and when we were handed our treats I thanked the woman and gave her a good tip. Ironically, just when we got our ice cream, Brigid and Dr. Melrose finished theirs. Brigid pulled the doctor towards us and smiled widely. "So are these your kids? They are so beautiful!"

"Thank you!" I beamed. No mother can turn down a compliment to her children.

Raven eyed Brigid then stuck her head phones in and walked back to the car, the entire time snacking on gooey hot fudge, brownie, and ice cream.

After watching Raven's leave, Dr. Melrose nodded to me in greeting. He then turned to Indiana and his eyes softened from their usual ice. For the first time that I had ever seen, his eyes were relatively warm.

"What are you eating there little man?" Even his voice was warm, but what shocked me was he used my pet name for my baby.

"Superman," Indiana answered, completely focused on his dessert. Dr. Melrose gave a small laugh then looked back up to me. Almost immediately his eyes became frozen over once again.

"It was nice seeing you Max!"

I was pulled from pondering over the doctor's eyes by Brigid's farewell

"The feeling is... mutual." Not really. "Have a nice night!" Then I turned with a final wave and dragged Ella and Indiana along with me.

That night after I tucked Indiana in, I looked into Raven's room. She appeared to be fast asleep, but I knew she wasn't, yet I left her alone. I slipped into my own bedroom and sat on my bed. It was then that I realized how truly exhausted I was. Ella followed me in; she had a bowl of pop corn in her arms. She offered it to me, "Want some?"

"Not really." I messaged my forehead. "My head ache won't go away, and I'm tired. "

Ella nodded, popped a piece in her mouth, and then sighed. "Max when are you going to tell the kids the whole truth?"

"When I feel they're ready."

"They need to know that your chances of living are slim. I mean, they need time to prepare themselves. Plus, where will they live once you're gone?"

I was exasperated. I was tired. I wanted to rest not worry over what the future might or might not bring. "Ella. I don't know."

"Maybe the kids could live with me."

"Ella. You already have to take care of your three."

"Well they can't live with Ari! He's way to young and immature!"

"Ella! I really don't want to discuss this right now!"

I heard the door creak, my head snapped to the right, and I noticed a pair of azure eyes before they darted out of sight. Well, the cat was out of the bag.

A/N I have two completely different takes on Fang in this fic, and I love it! The different opinions are so amazing to read, and I find it absolutely hilarious! Thank you all! More soon because I really am enjoying writing this fanfic :D