Okay. Let's do this.

Fang's P.O.V.

After I got through cry- I mean having moisturized eyes, and Max was done being all motherly, she had left the room to go to the bathroom, or something. I can't really remember. That was when something had hit me... hard. No, it was not Dylan punching me in the gut, and it wasn't Davion from our nearly constant body-boxing matches. I actually couldn't tell what it was. All I knew is that my head had started to hurt really bad. And when I say really bad, I mean it felt like my brain grew arms and hands, and started pounding on my skull to try to escape from the over-usage. It hurt. I clutched my head and tried to yell for help, but not a single sound came from my mouth. I could feel my head rattling, trying to think of the normal method I dealt with pain. I thought of Max. I know you're thinking one of these two things...

1. 'Aw, Fang! You're so sweet!'

2. 'Fang... you're a pathetic... I'm going to kill the author of this story...' (A/N. MWAHAHA!)

Well, actually I'm not being sweet, and I'm not being pathetic. I had been dealing with pain this way for a long time. That's actually how the whole Flock deals with their pain(I think I use that method the most though). We had to think about the leader that we're letting down when we feel pain and get hurt or die from it. However, this time, it didn't work. When I tried imagined Max, and how I was letting her down, I instead got an image of her being eaten by Chuck Norris. I know it seems random, and immature, but I knew that I was hurting when I imagined that. Partially because anybody imagining someone getting eaten by Chuck Norris is hurting in some way, shape, or form.

Finally a noise erupted from my throat, "AH!" I yelled out in pain, although it sounded more like a roar of anger than anything.

I seen Davion immediately snap his head in my direction through the window. I swear, the pain I was feeling in my head was hurting more than anything physical that I've ever been through. "GRAAH!" I yelled out in frustration. I hated being vulnerable. When I was crying - yes, I said it this time - the whole time I was thinking, stop it Fang! You're being a stupid, pathetic, little kid! Man up! Obviously, I didn't until about thirty minutes, but still!

I heard Max yell my name, and the pain stopped hurting... Not because I heard Max's voice, but because I had passed out. Yeah, that's right, you heard it. Not only did the Immoveable Brick Wall CRY today, but he also passed-out from pain! I had declared that the worst day of my life. Then, about a day later I changed it.

Max's P.O.V.

Is my life just a bad story made by a 18-year-old kid(A/N. Yes)? I know it's a strange question to ask considering... oh, who am I kidding, we all have strange thoughts and ideas! Fang had thought of me being eaten my Chuck Norris! My thoughts are normal compared to his thoughts!

"Fang!" I yelled. I knew it was him. No one else I knew growled when they were in pain. Wow... that sounded kind of stupid...

I hadn't really gone to the bathroom, like I told him I did, I had gone onto the couch, and just sat there. I didn't really feel like confronting Fang about what is going to need to be done in our slow and agonizing countdown for eight-and-a-half months. I had shot-up from the couch, and rocketed towards my room. I caught a glimpse of Davion flying(not literally) through the door, Neko shortly behind him, as I turned the corner to get to my room. However, I don't think either of them saw me...

Davion's P.O.V.

When I had heard Fang yell the first time, I had already been halfway to the door. A lot of things were going through my head at the time, but one seemed to stand-out. What if Max had hurt him. There was evidence. Fang had always said Max had a short temper. She could have been mad at him for leaving her. Fang had said that Max wasn't as strong as he was, but she knew how to fight better than him. Fang had also said that Max was very hard-headed, and didn't listen... maybe she didn't like his explanation for him leaving...

I was suddenly filled with rage as I slammed through the door. I ran into the room to see Fang passed-out, and Max standing over him. I lost it. I lunged towards her. She had her back turned, so she didn't have any time to react. I slammed her against a wall, flipped her around, and made the most threatening glare I could do. Fang had even told me it was enough to make him scared. She still looked surprised, but soon attempted to break free of my grasp. Key word being attempted...

Neko ran up to Max and I, already transformed and ready to fight. She hissed at Max as her already sharp nails shot out. We were about to tear into her when something in me told me to stop. I sighed. I was acting without really knowing the details. I knew that in some occasions it was necessary, but in most, it wasn't. I let her go, "Neko, I she didn't do anything," I announced. The 15-year-old girl looked up at me, looking sort of angry at me, but soon calmed, and went back into her normal state. "I'm sorry, Max," I apologized, "I seen one thing, and reacted to quickly," I explained.

Neko looked from me to Max, "Me too," she muttered.

Max still looked shaky, but answered with a firm voice, "It's okay. I would've done the same to you if I had seen you in that position," she took a moment to sigh, "I'm sure it looked like I had hurt Fang. Am I correct?" she asked.

"Yeah, kinda. And again, I'm sorry. I won't do anything like that again to you," I said, actually telling the truth. I didn't really trust Max. and I didn't listen to Max, but my apology was sincere.

"It's okay," she said. I then heard her mutter something under her breath. However, I chose to ignore it.

I bent over and checked Fang's pulse. It was still there, and it was strong... too strong. "His heart rate is rapid," I said blandly.

I seen her pull up one of his eyelids, and at first his eyes seemed okay. They weren't dialated or anything. But then I noticed that their color was way off. They were a foggy green. "His eyes... his eyes are normally black..." Neko said.

"Davion! What is it! Why did you go running off like that?" I had heard Monique ask. I knew that everyone called her Nudge, but it didn't seem to fit her. It was almost as if I had known her name. It was Monique, like I had said up above, but it was still a very strange feeling...

Nudge's P.O.V.

When Davion and Neko had taken off, Iggy had seemed a little fazed, and ran after him too. Soon, I followed Iggy, and then the rest of the old and new Flock. I had ultimately ended up making it to Davion first, because of Iggy tripping on a rug. But can you really blame the guy, he's blind, and... okay, getting off-track...

"Davion! What is it! Why did you go running off like that!" I asked worried, and wondering why in the world anyone would do that unless it was very serious.

All of the sudden I noticed that Max, Neko and Davion were on the floor, hovering over Fang, seeming to do a body check. I panicked. What if Fang expired! He had grown his hair out, and it did cover his neck now... what if Max hurt him because of how angry she was! What if... what if... Okay Monique... enough with the what if's... ask questions... I thought rapidly, feeling very worried and upset.

"What happened?" I asked calmly by that time the rest of the Flock had gotten there. Iggy and Phoenix were standing next to me. I leaned a little closer to Phoenix, and he flinched slightly. I had been talking to him when we were playing Iggy's Extreme Kickball. He was actually pretty nice, and not very scary. He said that when he was in the Itex lab he had been referred to him as 'The Angel From Hell'. They had literally been calling him Satan, and all that junk. I really felt sorry for him. However, Iggy wouldn't tell me anything about when he was little, and in the 'big-kid lab', as the White-coats in the toddler section of the lab used to call it. I had seen some of what it was like in there, but I had overheard Fang and Max talking about how it used to be really bad when they were little kids.

"I'm not sure. By the time we got here, he was like this. He seems to be fine, don't worry. I'm sure he'll wake-up," Max said blandly, however, I could tell she was shocked and worried. After being with Max this long, it gets really easy to sense everything that she was going through. None of us, me, Iggy, Gazzy, or even Angel, were even slightly fooled by her tough-girl act. But it's the thought that counts, right?

Fang's P.O.V.

I could hear everything. I could hear Max get smashed up against the wall by Davion, Neko's hiss and the slight high-pitched sound that her nails make when she uses them. I could hear the weariness in Max's voice after he put her down and Neko put away her cat tools. I could hear Davion's apology(I had been working with him to control his temper, but it hadn't been going to well). I could hear everything. I could feel everything, so why couldn't I move. That's when I had heard it.

Fang? I had heard a voice ask.

Who are you! I questioned the voice impatiently. I didn't like people in my head.

Alright, Fang. Listen. I need you to remember this, because Max won't. The voice said, sounding as impatient as I was.

What! No way! I don't even know who you are! I said, still arguing pointlessly with the voice.

I'm Max's voice. That's all I'm going to give you. No real name, or anything like that. It said in a hurry.

Huh! Max's voice! How are you in MY head, if you're supposed to be in Max's head! I questioned.

I AM in Max's head, but again, she won't remember what I have to say! That's why I'm telling YOU! It said, sounding more agitated by the second.

HUH! I asked it weirdly. I didn't get a single thing it had just said.

It grumbled something then said, Whatever! I don't have time for this! I'm going to get grounded for LIFE if I don't finish this soon. Just remember this, In eight-and-a-half months, when the twins are born, bring Max, Darren, Terra, the twins, and the triplets, Nudge, Phoenix and Neko to 1948, 16th st, NW, Sauk Rapids, Minnesota. I'm going to allow you to get up now. But you have to write it down when you get up!

I had wanted to say something mouthy and smart, but something told me not to. Alright... will do. I had said, the black starting to fade into color.

"Fang!" I heard Max say as I started to come to. I ignored her for the moment and got up to look for a piece of paper.

"Fang!" she yelled, obviously annoyed that I completely ignored her. I still payed her and the others no attention, despite their constant calling of my name. I quickly found a piece of paper on the desk in Max's current room. However, I needed a pencil or pen.

"Does anyone have a pencil or pen?" I asked.

Davion, who was still staring at me strangely, picked a pen of the counter in Ella's room, and tossed it at me.

"Thanks, bro," I said, as I started to write down the address. When I finished, I folded up the paper, stuffed it in my pocket and then walked over to Max.

"Your voice just came to me, and asked me to write down an address. I'm assuming it's a safe house up north," I whispered. I didn't want anyone to hear.

She shook her head lightly, "Alright..." she whispered. However, one of us didn't have are mental block on. I'm still not sure who it was, but it had a great affect on how things would go...

Max's P.O.V.

I knew that things would go down hill quickly when I heard Angel say, "Why do you guys need a safe house for only ten people?" Yeah... it was going to go fast...

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