I don't own Maximum Ride. Wish I did. :)

"No." I told Nudge with finality in my voice. "But Max…" She whined. "I said no, Nudge." I repeated. "Please…" She begged. "Nudge." Fang interrupted. She looked at him desperately. "No. And if she has to tell you again, there will be no wedding." Nudge's mouth fell in horror. I contained mine. "I didn't say there wouldn't be a marriage. I said no wedding. Now are you willing to cooperate?" He asked. I sighed with relief while Nudge nodded silently. "Sweetie, I appreciate all of your help and I'm really glad that you're excited, but we're not renting a car. There will not be a dj, a dance floor, or "blush" as an accessory color. We're doing this my way, or it doesn't happen." I countered. She nodded silently again for fear of the wrath of Fang. "You, Ella, and Angel all get dresses. There can be flowers, but I have to approve them. And it's just us. The Flock. Plus Mom, Jeb, and John. That is it. Got it?" I asked sternly. "Okay." She agreed, but I could see the wheels turning in her head. "Where will it be?" Nudge asked. "We've got that." I answered, smiling at Fang. He knew what I was thinking and nodded. The desert. Apparently that was where all major life decisions would be made. "Can we go dress shopping tomorrow?" Nudge asked excitedly, clapping up and down. "We'll see." Classes had started again and I had a project due at the end of the week, but I would manage. She squealed. After she closed the door behind her to head home I glared at Fang. "You've created a monster."

Iggy picked up on the second ring. "I'm not making chicken pot pie again. Three times in one week is enough. You're in need of intervention." He answered. "Hilarious. I'm not calling for food." I replied, though the craving for chicken pot pie had just kicked in. Again. "Can it be? Do you miss me? Just wanted to say hi?" He asked. I laughed. "No. My sister won't pick up when I call, so I'm asking you to do it." I replied. "No need. I talked to her earlier today." Iggy said. I waited on the other end in silence. "She'll be back on Friday." Way to make my week.

I spent most of the night studying and working on my project for my class. I rubbed my temples and lay back in my bed, closing my eyes for a moment. I was really tired, but fighting it to try and keep working. "Come on. Let's go to bed. It's been a busy day." Fang said, pulling back the covers. "I need to keep working." I muttered, sitting back up and typing again. "I'll tell Allison." He threatened. I rolled my eyes in frustration. I saved my work and closed the laptop setting it down by my bed. "I'm serious Max. Remember the agreement?" He reminded me. We had agreed that I would continue with school for this semester, provided I didn't stress myself out. Allison and Mom had blessed the agreement and I continued with my studies, along with planning a wedding and being pregnant. It was stressful but nothing compared to…oh saving the world? I'd survive. I hope. "So about this wedding…when is it?" He asked. "How do you feel about next week?"