I got the new Harry Potter book…When this is over I'm going to cry!!!! I HOPE RON DOESN'T DIE!!! I, as a red head, love the red heads…except Victoria from Twilight, and Lisa from MR2. Anyway…

I don't own Maximum Ride. I own my Ron-possibly-dying induced tears, ha-ha. Jkin.

We stood like that for ten, maybe twenty minutes. Iggy and I just hugging each other, it wasn't until I pulled away that I noticed Iggy was crying.

"Please don't cry, Iggy." I whispered wiping away a tear as it fell from his sightless eyes.

"It's just…I missed you. You're like my big sister, and when you were taken away we all thought you were dead."

"I'm back, Iggy, and I'm not going anywhere"

Iggy sniffled then spoke again.

"I was upset on the inside, angry on the outside. Gazzy kept saying that he saw you die during the fight. Angel said you came to her in a dream and that you were alive. Nudge didn't talk for two weeks!"

"Wow."

"Wow, is right. The house was so quiet at times that I thought I was asleep." Iggy laughed, and then sat in a wooden desk chair; I followed and sat on the desk and watched as Iggy's last tear fell.

"And Fang?"

"Fang didn't talk for months. I think it was four months."

"He didn't talk?"

"No, he didn't talk, but I would wake up in the middle of the night to hear him screaming in his dreams. He would talk in his sleep, though. But…"

"What would he say?"

"He would say that he let you down and that he missed you and it should have been him, he should have protected you. It was hardest on him though, you being gone. We all thought you were dead, and at first he would throw things at Gazzy whenever he started to say how he saw you die. I remember when he seemed to accept the idea that you were dead and I put my hand on his shoulder, he was so cold, he was ice cold! And he would push everyone away like typical Fang."

"When…when did he start talking again?"

"Well, Angel was becoming depressed because of Fang's thoughts. Well, I can't blame it on him because it was all of our thoughts, really. But I remember she came into my room crying and begged me to make him okay again, you know, fix him."

"What did you do?" I asked leaning closer and listening intently.

"I beat the crap out of him, and he let me!"

"Wow."

"After I beat him I screamed and yelled and made him repeat sentences. I remember going 'Now say the blue bird bought a blueberry.' And he would repeat it. It was bad. We did that for about twenty minutes then I kicked him in the shin and yelled 'say things on your own! I'm running out of alliterations!' and he curled into a ball by the corner of his room and brought his fists to his eyes."

"Did he talk?"

"For about ten minutes I heard him breath heavily. I thought he might be crying but I wasn't sure. You know…I can't see."

I smiled. "Oh, really Iggy? That is such a shock!" He smiled.

"I know your smiling, though." He laughed.

"Continue, magic boy." He playfully nudged my shoulder and smiled before his face scrunched with memory.

"I remember being so frustrated that I screamed 'speak!'. He opened his mouth and took a ragged breath and said 'I can't believe she is gone, Iggy.' It was obvious he was crying, his voice cracked and everything. But he was talking, and he continued saying…umm what was it? Oh yeah, 'I can't believe she is gone! It's so hard, Iggy. I miss her so much.'

I didn't know what to say after he said that."

"Stop!" I said forcefully as I stood. Tears started falling from my eyes and my breathing became ragged and heavy.

"Sorry, don't cry. I shouldn't have told you. I'm sorry." Iggy began as he stood and walked toward me.

"No, it's fine." I croaked. "I…um…I have to go." I said then I ran down the attic stairs. I ran into Fang's room to a sight that made me cry harder. Fang moved on his back and had Shadow resting on his chest. Fang's eyes were closed and his hand was rubbing his back as Shadow slept. His little fists were clutching Fang's shirt. I had to cover my mouth with my hand to keep from crying out.

I ran down the hall and into a bathroom. I sunk between the toilet and the bath tub. I cried so hard for over an hour.

"Max?" I heard being whispered through the bathroom door.

"Go away."

Fang opened the door slowly and walked in the bathroom, closing the door again after he entered. "Max, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm fine." I said standing and walking out of the bathroom.

"Max…"I heard as I opened the porch door. "Max, talk to me!" I heard but I unfurled my wings and took off the back deck. I needed to think.

……………………………..later………………………………………………

When I returned home it was pitch black outside and in. I quietly opened the porch door and walked into the pitch black living room and laid down on a couch. (ya' get it? NO lights on in the house)

"Max?" I heard Fang whisper. I heard the lights click on and I saw Fang standing in the doorway. "Where the hell were you?" His mouth was in a stiff line, his eyes narrow and his nose flaring.

"I went for a fly."

"For seven and a half hours?" Fang rustled his hair. "The flock thought you were gone again! I didn't really know if you were coming back!" He was quietly screaming…it's hard to explain, it's a Fang thing.

"I'm sorry." I whispered. I stood up and started walking toward the door.

"Don't walk away!" Fang said as he stopped me by putting his hands on my shoulders. More softly he said "Why were you crying earlier?"

Before I knew it I was crying again. I was just sobbing in front of Fang.

"What happened?" Fang whispered.

"Why did you stop talking? Why did Nudge stop talking? Why did Gazzy tell stories?" My voice broke again. "Why did they take me away from you?" Fang pulled me into a hug. I cried into his chest and he held me.

"Max, I love you."

"I love you too, Fang." I whispered.

"I'm sorry, I should have kept an eye out for you."

"Don't say that! It wasn't your fault."

"Yeah, Max…it was. It really was."

Did Fang have something to do with it? Read on!!!

R&R!!!

I want to make Iggy seem really nice! And Fang really in love with Max…did it work???