Hey guys!

Thank you for all of the reviews in the past few days! I'm glad you're all enjoying reading it as much as I am writing it.

Also to answer maximumoverride's question, I am a Divergent and a Glader mostly but also love all of the other books too!

So here is a short chapter that I wrote, sorry it's sort of short but I will have another one up shortly. (within 24 hours). '

This is Max's dream/memory of a part of her childhood. I hope you enjoy it!

Thank you so much for the reviews and I don't own Max Ride. :('

ENJOY!

MAX.

Mommy told me that Daddy was going to take me to the doctor's today after my day at school. I'm in first grade.

When daddy picks me up from school he takes me back to the creepy big building with tall fences all around it. It looks scary and it is scary. I wonder if mommy know's that my doctor is scary. I tell her but she just tells me to be a big girl and that the doctor is good because he makes sure I'm not sick.

"Daddy, I don't like this place." I tell him when we pull into the tall parking garage. "I like my old doctor better."

He shakes his head. "Sweetie, this doctor know's more than other doctors. He is just keeping you healthy."

"Okay." I jump out of the car, taking his hand while he walks us into the building and we take an elevator. I hit the number '6'. I wonder if I will see the black-haired boy today he is really quiet but he seems nice. I don't think he likes me much though.

Daddy walks me to the large play room and I sit on the big red comfy chair. He does this every time.

Daddy works in the lab area here and does science stuff. So he always leaves me here for a little while and then I go get my checkup and he comes back to take me home.

This is where I usually see the black haired boy. I don't know what his name is. I look around and see everyone else here but him. I'm not sure why he is always here. Maybe he is very sick and has to stay here all the time. But I guess not because he isn't here.

I ask the little blonde girl who is younger than me. Probably 3 and she doesn't know what I'm saying. So I ask the kid next to her who looks exactly like her.

"Where is the quiet black-haired boy?"

"Oh, he has been gone for a while now. A couple of weeks." He shrugs.

"Ok. What is your name?"

"Gazzy, and this is my baby sister Angel."

I smile at them. "I'm Maximum."

Gazzy grins, "That's an awesome name!"

"Maximum Ride." Says the grumpy woman from the doorway.

"Bye Gazzy and Angel!"
I enter the small room and feel like puking. I hate being in here. It's too small.

Soon Dr. Brigid enters.

"Hi, Max. We just need to take some blood today." They do.

They have to have someone hold me down because I am terrified of needles. They don't hurt but for some reason my body screams at me to run away.

After they are done, I grab a sucker and head back to the waiting room to wait for Daddy. On my way there, I see the black haired boy. He is crying in a corner.

I look around and there is no one here. "Hi." I whisper, coming up to him. He is wearing a blue hospital gown and his eyes are wet with tears. "Are you hurt?" I ask. He nods.

He seems to be about my age, maybe older.

"What hurts?"

He shrugs.

"How come you don't talk?"

He shrugs again.

"What's your name."

He shrugs and I look at him in disbelief.

"How can you not know your own name?"

"I don't have one. I'm just another thing to these people. To your dad." His eyes narrow at me.

"What do you mean?" I ask him, confused.

"Nothing. I am nothing." He whispers the last part.

"Well." I say, sad that this poor kid doesn't feel like he means something to someone, "We should give you a name. Pick something."

"I don't know. Chuck?"

I laugh. "No, that's silly. Pick something awesome. Something strange."

"Hmm." He thinks for a moment. "Fang?"

"Yes! Fang. I like it." I grin and I see him smile a little. "Well, Fang I have to go. I'll see you next time!"

And then I skip away.

"Wait Max!" I turn and see Fang, older Fang, standing there. Wait what? I look down at my body and realize I am no longer a 6 year old. I am now my 6' 1" self. What is going on?

"Fang? What's going on."

He shrugs. "I got in your dream. This is pretty cool."

What is he talking about?

"I heard you dreaming and it got me wondering if I could go into your dream." He looks around at our surroundings and frowns. "I hate this place. Can we go somewhere else?"

"Like where?" And how do I do that?

"Anywhere. It's your dream."

"Are you actually here or am I just dreaming that you're in my dream?"

He shrugs and walks toward me. "Get us out of here please, Maximum."

My name on his lips sends shivers down my back.

I think about a beach and close my eyes. When open them, we are in a desert. WTF?

Fang laughs.

"I meant for a beach." I mutter.

The desert is completely silent and there is a fiery orange glow from the sun setting on the horizon. It's a breathtaking sight. I lay on the sandy ground. Fang lays next to me.

"Where do you want to go to hide in the morning? What state would you like to venture toward?"

"Anywhere but Ohio, since that's where I told Dylan I was going." I laugh and then stop. Thinking of Dylan.

What if he wasn't actually with me because he was programmed? He was such a sweetheart and I was in love with him. But lately I had been distant because of my father. I miss Dylan. He was my bestfriend. I sigh. No one can ever be as good to me as Dylan, especially his kisses. I smile.

Then my mind drifts to Fang. I wonder if he would be a good kisser. Thinking about it made me blush.

"Do you want to find out?" Fang's words make me jump and blush harder.

"Wha- What? No. I didn't- Shit. Sorry. That was inappropriate."

I turn my head and see him staring at me. I turn back to the sky. "I wish I could fly." I say softly, thinking of Fang's wings.

Fang stays silent. I feel his gaze on the side of my face and look at him, giggling. Yeah. I giggled. So what? "What are you thinking about?" I ask him, frowning.

"Well I was just wondering if you'd be a good kisser, as well." I

I blush and sit up, crossing my legs Indian style. I shrug, "Just take my word for it that I'm not."

"I doubt that." He sits up too. I look into his eyes and I feel his hand rest on my knee.

"Max, can I kiss you? We are in a dream so it's not like it's weird." His dark eyes are so full of emotion at this moment. More than I have ever seen in anyone's eyes, much less Fang's.

I roll my eyes at his logic and look toward the sun. It has almost disappeared behind the Earth's curvature. I swallow. Fangs hand reached up to my chin, turning my face. My cheeks heat.

His face gets closer to mine. I can't breathe. His lips graze-

- Line -

I wake up panting next to Fang. Fang is sitting up, face red. He mumbles something and my stomach lurches when I remember what happened - well started to happen.. Why did I wake up? Ugh.

I look at the clock. 4AM. I sigh and roll over, away from Fang. I feel him move around too. We don't say anything. I lay awake until I see the clock strike 5AM. I cannot sleep and it is so frustrating. I groan.

"You awake?" I hear.

"Yeah." I say quietly.

"I can't sleep." He mumbles.

"Me neither." I feel cold and snuggle deeper under the blankets.I feel Fang's arm droop over me while his body presses against my back. I stiffen and then relax. I turn over and face him, feeling a pull to him. I put my face in his chest and yawn. My hand absent-mindlessly strokes his back. When I touch where his wing slits are, he stiffens. "Sorry." I mumble. Bringing my hand away.

I slowly start to fall asleep and feel Fang relax also. "Night." He says, kissing the top of my head.

Well I hope you guys liked this chapter. A little FAX in there... I so badly wanted them to make out and confess their unconditional love for each other. But it's just not time yet. Sorry guys.

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