A/N: You got lucky, readers. I have a snow day today, so that means I can write a chapter! On Day six!

IMPORTANT:

The idea for Max's new power was Kimmylovesyou707. Sorry Kimmy, I totally forgot to credit you in the last chapter :(.

Also, I've been asked multiple questions about why the appendix, how'd you think of that, etc, so I'm going to give you some answers now, and a few in the chapter.

1. How'd you think of getting her appendix out? That was so random!

A: Haha, sometimes I get these awful pains when I'm not on my period, and I legit don't feel anything but that stabby-ness in my lower right abdomen. Appendix scares, but everyone convinces me that it's not. So that's where the idea budded off from.

2. Will Fang get a new power?

A: Yes! You'll see, soon.

3. Why did Max's appendix come out in the first place?

A: Well, I think our pal Jeb will have some explaining to do. And maybe Mr. Dr. Amazing? Haha, picture him as a total hottie!

On to the chapter! Enjoy!

Chapter 25.) Tell Me Everything -Max POV

"Jeb!" I yelled into the phone. "Why did my appendix just randomely decide it doesn't like me anymore?"

"Max, settle down," He said, I clicked him on speaker so Fang could hear this wonderful explanation. "It's okay that your appendix was removed. None of the flock has them in. The appendix's were taken out when the flock was younger, so that it wouldn't interfere later on."

"So why did I have mine?" Ugh, Jeb, give me the facts!

"Well, we actually decided to keep yours in as a variable, to see if it would affect you at all. It seems like nothing major happened, did it?" Oh, little did he know...

"Well, Jeb. I have news. I can send thoughts to Fang. And he can read them, but he can't send them back!" I'm still getting over this myself. I mean, can you believe it?

There was a silence before Jeb spoke. "Are you telling the truth? This is incredible."

"Yes, I'm telling the truth." I rolled my eyes at Fang and he smiled back.

"Okay. I don't know how your power is connected to losing your appendix. Perhaps you did react with the drugs and that's why you can send thoughts. Maybe a drug triggered your power. I just don't see how the appendix could affect the power."

"So is this permanent? Or just while I'm on these meds?" I asked. Fang leaned forward, elbows on his knees, and face in his hands as he listened to our conversation.

"I'm thinking it's permanent, Max. I want you to try to send thoughts to your Mom when she comes to the hospital. It might strain you too much to send them from far distances right now, since you're still discovering how to use the power."

"Wow. Okay," Dr. Le Blanc walked in, pushing a small cart with food on it. He smiled at me, with those perfect white teeth. "Look, I gotta go. I'll call you either later or tomorrow."

"Okay, take care, Max. Bye," Jeb said, and I heard the phone click. I put it back in the Jack and Fang stood up.

"I'll be back in a few minutes," Fang abruptly stood up.

Sit down! I hissed in his mind. I want you to hear what he has to say.

"Nevermind," he grumbled, sitting back down.

"How was your nap, Max?" Dr. Le Blanc sat in a chair on my bad side. He pulled the cart of food towards me. Oh yum, mac and cheese!

"Great. I'm starving, though," I said, as he handed me a big bowl of mac and cheese.

"How are you feeling?" I glanced over at Fang who was fuming.

Calm down, Fang. I love you. "I'm feeling good." Should I tell him about the power? Fang barely nodded his head 'yes', but it was enough for me to notice. "Doctor, you know how we have...powers?"

"Of course," He said, leaning forward like Fang had before. I took a bite and planned out how I was going to tell him about my new found power.

"Well...I just got a new one."

"Did you?" He said, looking at me like he was exmining me. "What is it?"

"I can send thoughts to Fang. I haven't tried it on other people," I said, as i finished off my delicious, cheesy pasta.

"Try me," he leaned closer to me and looked into my eyes with those turquoise blue ones, a slight smile on his face.

"O-okay," I stuttered. Fang sighed in annoyance. I want my mom's chocolate chip cookies when I get home.

"You want you're mom's cookies when you get home," He repeated. "Is that right?"

I nodded. "So I guess it works on anyone."

Dr. Le Blanc stood up, grabbed my clip board, and sat back down. "How do you send them?" A curious look spread across his face. Ah, so cute.

"I think something, and then I think it at the person. I can't describe it well." I reached over and grabbed my glass of water, and drank.

"Okay. I want you to try to send a thought to me and Fang at the same time," He said, putting his pencil down.

"Alright." I concentrated my mind at them. Fang would never wear a pink t-shirt.

"Fang/I would never wear a pink t-shirt," Fang and Dr. Le Blanc said at the same time.

"Wow, so that works. This is awesome," I laughed. Fang smiled at me, for once. I leaned over and gave him a hug.

"You're awesome," he whispered in my ear before we pulled away.

"Want to walk a little more, Max?" The doctor asked, sitting me up.

"Sure," I said, standing up slowly on my own this time.

"Fang, why don't you come. We should talk about your power, Max." Fang stood up and walked behind me. He took my hand as the doctor lead us out of the room. "Max, when you destroyed Itex, a few of us doctors recieved you and you're flock's files. Basically everything they did to you, your reactions, exetra."

We were walking down the hall, and I noticed a door at the end that said "Roof Top Garden."

"I know everything about you. Well, about your medical self, not your personal self, if you know what I mean. Haha, like I didn't know you liked cookies." He pushed open the garden door and we were in a beautiful garden with tons and tons of bright colored flowers and green plants.

"Who exactly sent the information to you?" I inquired, squeezing Fang's hand a bit.

"Well, Jeb did. We're acquaintance."

"JEB?" I yelled. JEB? JEB?

"Jeb?" Fang echoed.

"Yeah. But listen, it was never a planned thing that you would lose your appendix. And it's a huge coincidence that you were in Florida where I work. We had no clue that you'd even ever come to Florida, or lose your appendix. I don't want you to think we planned it."

I sat on that stupid bench in silence for a while. I didn't know what to say...

"Are you trying to say that we're still being studied?" Fang asked.

"Yes and no. We are absolutely not ever putting you back into the conditions you were in when you were younger, when you escaped, all that. However, we're interested to know what happens to you," Dr. Amazing said, his voice soft. "You're not experiments anymore. We'll keep track of your medical records like we do any other average person, but we love learning about you."

"Why aren't you going to study us like all those other white coats did?" What? I had to ask!

"Why not? I'm not evil," He chuckled. "I'd never want to be studied like that. I would never hurt someone like that."

"Isn't that nice of you," I remarked sarcastically.

The doctor sighed. "Really, I promise you won't get studied like that every again."

"Studied like that," I said, "Still implies that you're going to study us."

"Like I said, only keeping track of medical things and things like powers, but not running experiments on you."

"We've had our fare share of expermients," Fang said.

"Exactly. You don't need anymore. I'm going to leave you two alone, okay? Just come back to your room when you're ready," Dr. Le Blanc said, as he left the garden.

"I cant believe Jeb!" I leaned forward and burried my face in my hands.

Fang rubbed my back between my wings. "I can't either, baby."

I smiled into my hands. Baby. But the happiness ended quickly. "He's a real jerk, you know that?"

"He's a bastard." Oh, leave it to Fang. "He could have told us."

"We've seen him almost every day for the past two years, and he didn't think it would be a good idea to tell us he gave our information to some other doctors? Or that he was studying us, but not as experiments? My mom didn't tell us?"

"Your mom might not even know."

"True," I sighed as I leaned against Fang's sculpted chest. "I'm so done with doctors and scientists, you know that?"

"I know," he said, wrapping an arm around me, carefully avoiding my bandages. "I don't think they'll ever completely leave us alone, but I think we can deal."

"I think we'll have to," I muttered. Fang kissed the top of my head and squeezed me tight. The sun was starting to go down, and other hospital buildings were casting shadows on the garden. It was getting darker.

"Max?" I turned around, and Ella, Iggy, and my mom were stepping onto the patio of the garden.

"Hey, Els," I said as she rushed towards me. I gently moved Fangs arm and sat up. She hugged me so tight, then sat next to me.

"O-m-g, are you okay? I can't believe you got your appendix out! Did it hurt? Sorry we didn't come earlier, but Mom was here and I don't have my lisence, and Iggy's blind so that just was a disaster waiting to happen-"

"Ella, calm down, I'm okay. Yeah, it hurt before but it's not too bad now," Actually, it was starting to hurt a little again.

"Aw, Max," Iggy gave me a warm, brotherly hug. "I'm glad your okay. You scared us."

"I'm okay," I said again. My mom gave me a hug, as Iggy squeezed on the bench next to Ella.

"Dr. Le Blanc wants to talk to me, guys, so I'll be inside," My mom said, pulling out of our hug.

"I think we need to talk later, Mom, with Jeb..." Iggy and Ella gave me weird looks.

"...Okay, sure," She said, as she headed back for the door leading inside.

"I can't wait to get out of this place," I announced as I leaned back into Fang again, who welcomed me with strong arms.

"How long

"Over night, I think," I answered, groaning. Over night at this weird-o hospital with hot doctors and a jealous boyfriend. Yay.

"That sucks," he said. "I mean, your vacation is ruined."

Geez, thanks for stating the obvious, Iggy. "No, not too badly. I'll be outta here tomorrow and we'll just carry on and do whatever." Fasle hope is a beautiful thing.

"I wanna go to a beach, like, really bad. Will you guys pleeeeaaaase come?" Ella whined, squeezing my hands and making a puppy dog face.

"Well, I'll come but I don't think I'll be able to swim or anything..."

"It doesn't matter, I just want you to come!" She basically yanked me away from Fang and hugged me. "I love you so much...I freaked out this morning when Mom woke me up told me you were going to the Er."

"Love you too, Els. I'm fine, don't worry about-"

"Where's Fang?" Ella inturrupted me and pulled back. I turned around. Fang wasn't there, oh, he was invisible.

"I'm here, sorry, just practicing," Fang said. He turned visible again and chuckled.

"I forgot you could do that!" Ella exclaimed.

"Do what?" Iggy asked, clueless. Poor Iggy.

"Turn invisible," Fang answered, pulling me back away from Ella and practically on his lap.

"Oh, right. Okay, I'm going inside. I can't stand the freaking humidity here!" Iggy said, standing up. "Any one coming?"

"Yeah," I said, sick of the humidity myself. Fang helped my stand up, and he and Ella came inside too. "Fang, come with me to get something to drink. You know where my room is, right guys?"

"Yeah," Iggy and Ella said at the same time. The continued walking down the hall, and I saw Iggy take Ella's hand.

Fang and I went into a tiny kitchenette, with a toaster, microwave, fridge, sink, and ice machine. He opened the fridge, bent over, and stuck his head inside. "O-J, ginger ale, cranberry juice, or milk?"

"Cranberry juice," I answered. He poured me a glass of juice, and I leaned against the counter, drinking it. I could feel Fang watching me, so I looked up and our eyes met. His lips turned into that half smile that made me want to check into this hospital for heart flutters.

I put the cup down and smiled back at him, crossing my arms over my chest like he had his. "What?" I said, my voice soft and playful. He shook his head and still smiled at me. "Fang!"

(A/N: I'm sorry...I have to bring this up! Classic moment!)

"I love you thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis muuuuuuuuuuuch!" Fang opened his arms wide and smirked.

"Fang," I warned, even though I let him enclose me in an embrace. "You're a jerk, you know that?" Ha, Fang was the complete opposite of a jerk!

"Oh yeah, I know," He chuckled, squeezing his muscular arms tight around me.

"Max?" Oh, as usual, we were inturrupted. Nope, no peace and quiet for Max and Fang. "Would you mind if we chatted?" Dr. Le Blanc. Grr.

"Sure," I sighed, leaving Fang's arms empty. The doctor lead me back to my room and motioned for me to lie down on my bed. I obliged.

"I'm sorry, guys, but would you mind giving us a few minutes?" He asked Ella, Iggy, and Fang. They all grumbled okays and left the room. "So, Max. Any update on the power?"

"Nope." My mom reached over and held my hand. "Traitor," I whispered.

"What?" She said, an eyebrow raised.

"Nothing. Well..." Okay, time to confront her. "Mom, why didn't you tell me that other doctors had my medical record? You could've told me!" I sat up and pulled my hand away from hers.

"Oh, Max. Jeb and I-"

"Jeb and I? I don't want to hear about Jeb and your fling with him," Owch, that must've stung her. "I want to know why my mom didn't tell me!"

"Max..." She reached for my hand again, and I let her hold it, but didn't squeeze back. "I didn't think you'd need to know. It wouldn't affect your daily life, and I didn't want you to be upset," she said, pure sinserity in her eyes.

"Yeah, well," Ugh, no come back, Max? Come on...think of something.

"I'm sorry, baby," She kissed my forehead and tucked a lock of my hair behind my ear.

"Just...promise me, promise you'll tell me everything, okay?"

"Of course. I promise. I'm sorry," she gave me a quick hug and pulled away.

"I'm sorry to inturrupt..." Yeah, and I like cats. What, I'm avian, remember? "But Max, I think the anesthesia triggered your power. You've always had...the gene or trait for it, but the drug caused it to be prominent. Remember when you had that 'voice'?"

"Yup." Of course.

"That was the beginning of it, I think. You were able to communicate with it without actually speaking aloud." Hm. Logical.

"That makes sense," I said, subconciously combing my fingers through my hair. I can't wait to take a shower...

"So, complete change of subject, but I think we'll let you out around noon tomorrow. You seem to be doing great. No sign of infection, blah blah blah, and since you heal quick, we'll let you out."

"Sweet!" I pumped my fist up into the air.

My mom and Dr. Le Blanc laughed. "Okay. I have some specific instructions for you, though. Dr. Martinez, I need you to sanitize Max's stitches. You know how to do that," My mom smiled and nodded. "Max- tomorrow- absolutely no physical activity. Flying, running, swimming, whatever. You can walk a little, but that's it."

I groaned. NO flying? My wings were dying to be free!

"After that, you can do a little bit of moving, but ease yourself into it. Dr. Martinez, make sure she doesn't over do it. We'll have you come back in three days to check on these stitches and hopefully get them out for you."

"Okay, great." I glanced at his Carribean blue eyes and melted for a second, before stopping myself.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Martinez, but visiting hours are over for the day," he said, and my mom stood up. "You can come tomorrow at eight. I'll let you guys say your goodnights. Max, I'll be back in about twenty minutes."

"Okay," Mom said, leaning over and giving me a big hug. "Sleep well, sweety. Just try to relax. And I'm sorry, from now on, I'll tell you everything regarding you and the flock."

"Thanks, Mom. Goodnight," I squeezed her tight as I accepted her apology. "I love you," I added. Aww.

"I'll go round up the others and have them come say 'bye," She grabbed her purse and waved as she walked out my hospital door.

Iggy, Ella, and Fang came in a few moments later. "Night, Max!" Ella squeezed my so hard I was afraid my eyes would pop right out of my head. "Sleep tight, we'll be back tomorrow."

She finally let go! Iggy wrapped his lanky arms around me in a hug that made me grin. "'Bye, Max. See you in the morning." He kissed my cheek and I laughed, which made him smile.

"Come on," Ella pulled him out of the room by his sleeve, giggling and whispering something like, "Let them alone for a minute!" Or something along those lines.

Fang stood at my bedside, with his big hands in the front pockets of his jeans, thumbs sticking out. He look flustered. Finally, he looked into my eyes. "I wish I could stay with you. I really don't like leaving you alone here."

"I'm okay, Fang," I forced a smile that probably wasn't too convincing. Of course I wanted Fang to stay with me. I'll be alone all night! Stupid visiting hours.

"No, Max, your not. You just had surgery!" He sighed, and sat on the edge of my bed as I scooted over to make some room for him. "Call me if you need anything, okay? Ugh, I can't leave you here. What if I just sneak you out?"

"Really, I'm fine. You need some sleep," I let my fingers slide through his silky, black hair and cup his face. "You've been up since four. It's been a long day." I rested my head on his shoulder and took a deep breath.

"It's been along day for you. I guess I don't have a choice. I'll be back tomorrow, though," He reassured me, then planted a quick kiss on my forehead. "I love you, Max," he said, bringing his lips down to mine. We kissed for a while, both of us completely forgetting that my mom, Iggy, and Ella were waiting for Fang out in the hall.

"Ahem," someone cleared their throat. We reluctantly broke apart from eachother, and I saw my nurse Kelly standing there sheepishly. "Sorry!" She said, her voice high pitched.

I chuckled. Obviously we were going to get inturrupted by someone, but at least it wasn't my mom! "It's okay," I said to her. "Night, Fang. I love you."

"Goodnight. Get some rest," and with that he left the room with the others, leaving me in the plain white room with Kelly.

"Okay, I'm going to have you change out of that johnny and put on your regular cloths." She handed me my cotton pajama shorts and t-shirt that I was wearing when I came to the ER. "Here, let me help you stand up."

She held my hands as I stood up and lead me into the bathroom that was attatched to my room. "Here's a tooth brush," She pointed to a new tooth brush on the sink counter. "Take your time. Change, and get ready for bed if you want." She smiled and closed the door as she walked out of the bathroom.

First, I used the facilities, so to speak. I then pulled on my shorts, and pulled the johnny off over my head. I looked down and saw a big patch of white gauz and bandages over where my appendix used to be.

I pulled on the t-shirt, but I was feeling really weak and tired. Weak? Maximum Ride, weak? Ugh. I brushed my teeth, washed my hands, and headed out the door, and into my room.

"Okay, hon, I'm gonna have you lie down so I can change your bandages," She said, sitting on a rolly-chair with a bag filled of gauz tape in her lap. "So, Fang is your boyfriend?" She asked, a childish grin on her face. Ha, she was actring like she was a teenager.

I lied down and she pushed up my shirt a bit, revealing the gauz. "Yeah, he's awesome," I answered, feeling my cheeks heat up. She slowly peeled off some of the gauz, which was equally as painful as peeling a bandaid off your skin. Owch!

"That's so cute! My boyfriend, when I was your age, was," She said, "...a douche," she whispered, then giggled. "I don't even know why I stuck around so long."

"Fang's an awesome person," I laughed. "He treats my like a princess. He's so protective," I rolled my eyes.

"How so?" She pulled back all the bandages, revealing my scar. There were about seven stitches over a bright red scar. I've seen worse.

"Um, like apparently some guys were talking about me poorly so he punched one of them and got in a fight. And, for example he wouldn't let me walk to the car this morning, or from the car to the ER. And he didn't want to leave me here over night. You know...we've had bad experiences with doctors." Ugh, that was a long explanation, but it felt good to let that out.

"Sounds like he really loves you. Sorry, this might sting a little," she said, seiping a cotton ball with some liquid on it over my scar. I sucked in a deep breath as I felt it burning my skin. "Sorry, sweetie. It looks good, though. It seems to me that you got yourself a great B-F," she said, smiling.

"Yup, I do. And we've known each other all our lives, so we already trust and know each other, so it's not like weird at all." She pressed some gauz against my wound, and added a few more layers.

"Think you'll marry him?" She asked, replacing the new gauz with the old gauz in the bag.

"I'm only sixteen!" I exclaimed. Wow, silly lady.

"Oh, right...I forgot! But, I mean, sometimes people just know, you know?" She tossed the bag in a trashcan. She rolled back over and pulled a bottle of pills out of her pocket.

"I think we will get married. I know we're still so young, and blah blah blah, but I really can't picture myself with anyone but him," I said, as images of me with other people holding me in their arms flashed through my mind. I think I shivered. "I wouldn't be happy."

"I know what you mean, hon." She handed me four pills and a glass of water. "What's your mom think?"

"I don't really know. I mean, the other day, she gave me and my sister Ella the talk. I guess I don't blame her. Fang and I live in the same house, and now Iggy and Ella are crushing on each other, and we all live in the same house!" I chuckled inside, because my poor mom had to deal with all that. It must be so awkward for her.

"Oh, that's uncomfortable. Well, have you done it?" She asked, giggling like she was before. I noticed a ring on her left hand. She was married.

"No! And I don't want to!" I felt my entire body flush. Why was I telling this nurse all this stuff?

"That's good. A lot of girls your age give in real easy. Does he want to?"

"He said it's whatever I want."

"Aw, that's so sweet. A lot of guys your age pressure their girl friends into it."

"He'd never do that," I said, as I popped two pills into my mouth and gulped them down with a glass of water, then did the same with the remaining pills in my hand.

"Good. Well, sweetie, sorry to leave you, but I gotta make the rounds," She grinned. "The doctor should be in shortly, but any how, here's a remote for that TV," She pointed to a TV hanging from the ceiling.. Wow, I didn't even see that before. "Just relax. Oh, hi doctor," Dr. Le Blanc walked into my room, with a smile on his face.

"How's my girl doing?" He asked her, sitting on that stupid rolly-chair. My girl? Never.

"She's great. Stitches look good, no sign of infection, everything's perfect. She's moving fast," She reported, glancing at me and back at him.

"Fabulous. Thanks, Kelly," He said as she left the room with a wave. "Okay, Max. Looks like you're doing great and you'll be outta here tomorrow. Are you all set for the night? Need anything at all?"

I need Fang, I thought. "I think I'm okay. I'm kind of hungry, but I'm really tired so I'm just going to sleep," I said, pulling the blankets over my body.

"Great. I'm not going to be here tonight, and neither will Kelly, but there are some other great doctors that will check on you while you sleep. If you need anything, press this button," He pointed to a green button on the phone. "That'll call the nurse's station and they'll take care of you, okay?"

"Yup, thanks, doc," I said, turning on my TV.

"Night, Max. Sleep well. I'll be back at six tomorrow," He said, finally leaving me alone in my room. The TV was on the news station, but I was too lazy to change it as I drifted to sleep, imagining Fang's arms around me.