Here's the next chapter! I was experiencing major writer's block, so I skipped the months when she was pregnant. Hope you like!

Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride or Twilight.

Time Lapse: About 6 Months

Jeb POV

"So, are we all agreed?" one of the other scientists asked. We all nodded. "Very well. We will take Maximum Ride's twins as soon as they are born."

Max POV

The next six months went by pretty fast. It felt more like six days rather than six months. Currently, I was lying on the couch, my head in Fang's lap, watching TV. I didn't really pay attention to what was happening on the show, something about some vampires opening a tomb, I think. I looked down to my huge stomach and then looked up at Fang. "Hey…Fang?" I asked.

"Yeah, Max?" he replied.

"I have no idea what to name these kids." I folded my hands over my stomach.

"Well…I kinda like the name Tooth." I slapped his arm. "Ow, what was that for?"

"Are you serious? Tooth?"

"Sorta, yeah. Why?"

"That's a stupid name! It's like…like…naming a boy Tinkerbell!"

"Okay, okay. Calm down. How about…Shayde? S-H-A-Y-D-E. For a boy." Fang ran his fingers through my hair.

"That's actually not half bad. But, what if they're both boys? Shayde and…Skylar?" I suggested.

"Sounds good. But if it's a girl…I sorta like the name Luna. You?"

"I like it. It's not too normal or weird. But, if it's two girls, Luna and Mist, without a doubt."

"Mist?" he raised one eyebrow as if he was asking if I was crazy.

"Yeah. Why, you don't like it?" I fake-pouted and made Bambi-eyes at him. I saw his resolve crack.

"Fine, but if it's a girl and a boy, Mist and Shayde. Cool?"

"M'kay. I wonder what Nudge would've suggested." Fang and I shuddered.

"Probably something like Emily or Miley, or scream 'EDWARD!!!' what with her stupid Twilight obsession." He pretended to gag when he said 'Twilight'.

I laughed. "Like I'd ever name our kids anything even mildly related to Twilight," I told him.

"Good. I'd probably legally rename them if you did," he said.

I sat up and turned to face him. "Fang, you're not gonna…leave after the kids are here?" I asked worriedly.

He crossed his arms and glared at me, not menacingly but in an are-you-insane kind of way. "Max, you've asked that same question every day. The answer's gonna stay the same. I. Am. Not. Leaving. I promised you that, what, four years ago? I'll never leave you, Max. Never." This was the most I'd ever heard Fang say in a while. He leaned in closer to me, cupping my cheek with one of his hands, and kissed me gently. I kissed him back and, suddenly, there was this excruciating pain coming from my stomach. I pulled away from Fang and wrapped my arms around my swollen stomach.

"Max, what's wrong? Max?" he asked, and then he looked down at my stomach and back up to my eyes.

"Fang…they're…ACK…coming!" I yelled/panted. "Call…an ambulance."

"I'll get Nudge to do it," he told me. "NUDGE! CALL MAX AN AMBULANCE!" My face twisted up in pain again and Fang took my hand. "It's okay, Max. Don't worry, I'm here."

Nudge ran into the front room, along with Iggy, Gazzy, and Angel. "Omigosh, okay! I'm calling now!" Nudge told us. Fang reached for his cell phone and started dialing numbers the same time Nudge said, "I NEED AN AMBULANCE! MY SISTER'S IN LABOR!"

"Dr. M, it's Fang. I'm cool, but Max is in labor. Get over here. 'Kay, see ya soon," Fang said. Thank God; Mom's coming.

"Okay, the people at 9-1-1 said that an ambulance is coming," Nudge said. Fang nodded. "Max, are you okay? Omigosh, me and Angel are gonna be aunties! I can't wait! I wonder if--"

"NUDGE, SHUT UP!" I yelled, cutting her off as I felt another contraction.

"It's okay, Max. We'll get through this," Fang told me, lightly squeezing my hand. I hope he's right.