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DISCLAIMER! I DON'T OWN THE FLOCK THE LOFT OR ANY OTHER MAX RIDE CHARACTERS!

CLAIMER! I do own Leo though =]

Leo p.o.v.

I shut the door quietly so I wouldn't disturb Max. She needed all the rest she could get. Hopefully this new medic would get her back to the old Maxie we all know and love. And hopefully the red head wont wake up and start whining for her Fangy-kins or Fangy-poo or whatever other sickeningly gushy nickname she has for him.

Fang is strange. First off who names their kid Fang? And secondly what did Max mean when she said she had heard that he hardly talked anymore? I knew she lived here before she was in Hawaii. She had seemed angry at him for some reason.

I decided I would talk to Fang about it. I didn't want to disturb Max any more than I had too.

I found Fang looking at my Bugatti. And for all of you who think I stole it, I didn't. I just have some very good connections around here.

"So how do you know my Maxie?" I asked him, smirking when he twisted around looking surprised.

"Ahh...She and I were best friends in middle school.." He said with no emotion.

"And why did she seem to hate you out at the loft parking lot?"

"Long story."

"I've got time." I crossed my arms impatiently.

Fang looked uneasy.

"Well tooth boy u gonna spill it or do I have to make you?"

"I told her I wished she had died in a car crash along with her mom…" He whispered.

I just stared at him, anger boiling up inside me.

"She told me my girlfriend at the time was cheating on me but I didn't believe her because she told me she was jealous and I thought Max wanted me to break up with Claire."

I snorted "And how'd that relationship end up?"

"I caught her kissing someone." He told me.

And so the truth comes out. I shook my head and left Tooth there looking about as sad as an emotionless guy like him could.

I started to look for Angel hoping she had already given Iggy the tour or our home so I wouldn't have too.

"And now we're back at the garage. That concludes the tour of our headquarters. Oh hey Leo. What's up? How's Max doing? "

"Hey Ange, I was looking for you actually and she's asleep up in our room so keep it quite when you go by. "

"Sure thing!" I turned to Iggy.

"So what do you think of our humble little home?"

He looked at me like I was crazy.

"Little? Dude this place is huge!"

"And it can be your new home if you choose it to be. Rent free. You get paid if you wish to be our new medic."

He nodded slightly dazed by the thought.

"Can nudge-?"

"Yeah, she can live here too if she chooses too." I said, cutting him off.

"She's great with computers and is a decent mechanic of that helps any." He told me.

I nodded.

"We'll find something for her to do to keep her busy."

"Thanks man."

I nodded again and walked away heading back to my room to check on Max. Along the way I bumped into the Gasman.

"Watch it Shorty." I told him, messing up his blonde hair.

"Who you callin' short Leo?"

"You duh. Hey why don't you go and hang out with Iggy. See what other stuff we can use him for."

He nodded. "Wouldn't want our new medic to get bored and run off like Davie did."

"Exactly. Now get." I ordered, shoving him playfully.

"Aye aye capin." He said sarcastically and walked off in the direction I had just come from. I was almost to my room when I heard a loud crash and a scream.

I ran back to the garage and saw the window from my bedroom broken and a very angry Max standing there holding the red head by the back of her designer shirt.

Max looked ready to drop her at any second.

I ran over to Fang and the Gasman. Fang looked slightly worried and Gazzy looked just plain bored.

"What's goin on?" I asked, breathless from running down the staircase.

"Max shot the window and is about to throw the red head out. " Gazzy replied, sounding like he saw this kind of thing every day. Well it is Max we're talking about.

"Max don't do-'' I started to say but I was cut off by a loud, shrill scream.

Max had let go of her. She was falling. Strait onto concrete, from two stories up.

She was either in trouble.

Or she would be dead.

mwahaha cliffy! hope you guys enjoy. this chapter was a little bit longer so hopefully it will be to your likings. and if you have suggestions or ideas or even some constructive critisism PM me please! or leave it in your review. which ever floats your boat.

Echo.