Hey guys!

So it's been a long time since I updated…

I will try my very hardest to update maybe once a week, so I can finish this story.

And I really don't wanna sound like a brat, but guys, I only got 7 reviews last chapter…

I mean, I was expecting a little more, but its okay. I kinda deserved it since I took like a million years to update.

So this chapter may be a little shorter than normal, it's basically just a part where Fang and Max apologize and what not. It may be filled with FAX…

And yes, this is the continuation of Chapter 31; Angel's plan is finally revealed!

P.S. The beginning part was written just for My-Username-Sucks14.

Enjoy!

Chapter 36: The Plan – Part 2

Black, black and more black.

That's all I could see.

Angel had disappeared somewhere, like literally vanished into the darkness and she left me here totally alone.

And defenseless.

Hmm, lets see now, what are the most horrible ways to torture Fang?

I can hang him by his toes over a pool of man-eating sharks…

I can have Gazzy build a bomb and I can stick it in Fang's underwear…

Tempting, yet not satisfying enough.

I can always buy him another pink shirt…

Or, I can just cut off his precious, model-ready, always shiny, sexy black hair.

Now that would be the end of his life.

I slightly smirked at myself, a mental image of a bald Fang, fuming with steam coming out of his ears, while I prance around him and giggle like a schoolgirl.

Who wouldn't want to see that?! I mean come on, it's practically screaming Kodak Moment!

A small laugh escaped my lips, as my idea seemed more intriguing by the second.

"What's so funny?"

The very deep voice made the hairs at the back of my neck stand on end and I was aware of another body very close to me. As in 'invading my personal bubble', close.

My natural instincts kicked in, and within a second the plate of my moms delicious cookies were falling to their doom and I was spinning on my right heel.

I know I know, you all are probably thinking, no, not the cookies! But sadly, it was either my life or those cookies, and as much as I love those cookies, I will probably save myself first.

My fist clenched and I swung with a force that was quiet impressive, if I do say so myself. I made solid contact with what I presumed was a cheekbone, but I'm not sure, since it was pitch black.

Behind me, I heard the plate clatter on the floor and probably the cookies scatter all over; maybe the five-second rule can still apply in this situation.

The slight groan that followed after was filled with pain and surprise, the noise coming out in complete confusion.

"What the hell Max? What's your freaking problem?! I think you broke my freaking cheek, well frick!"

I pursed my lips in a tight line and froze instantly, recognizing Fang's surprised voice.

Oh. My. God.

I, Maximum Ride, just punched Fang. And possibly broke his cheek.

(Insert swear word here)

And Fang probably just yelled the longest sentence he has ever said. In his whole life.

He seemed to have stumbled back a bit, his footsteps heading off toward the direction of the kitchen.

And being the dumb ass that I am, just stood there in utter shock.

The kitchen lights flickered on and Fang was standing there, holding his right cheek and glaring at me menacingly.

I quickly snapped out of my little daze and rushed to him, my hands fluttering, trying to help him in some way.

"Fang, I'm so sorry, I didn't know it was you! I just reacted and I was just-I was just…"

His glare stopped me cold, and I just stared at his face, his black orbs boring into mine.

And honestly, I have no clue why, but I started laughing. It started just as a small laugh that quickly grew into a rare laugh-attack. It got so bad, that with one hand, I was holding my side; and with the other, I was clutching the kitchen counter so I didn't fall over.

I am so horrible.

"Why. Are. You. Laughing?"

Fang's voice was very deep and I could tell he was running low on patience with me. I'm surprised he hasn't smacked me upside the head yet.

"I, I broke your," gasp for breath, "Your cheek. And I, I actually", another gasp for breath, "punched you. In the face."

I still was laughing, but at a more controlled level. And he still had the look like he wanted to kill me.

He groaned out loud again, and stalked toward the fridge, his hand still grasping his cheek. I finally managed to stop laughing and watched as he brought out a bag of frozen peas.

He quickly shut the door and slapped the ice-cold bag to his face, then he walked over to me.

"You ruined the night." Were his only words.

He suddenly dropped his eyes and his shoulders slumped, his lean body now leaning against the pantry door.

I sighed heavily and walked to him, stopping right in front of his face.

"I'm sorry Fang, I had no idea it was you." I whispered.

Then I hugged his waist and laid my head on his chest, hearing the soft beating of his heart.

I felt his chin rest on top of my head and a smirk form on his lips, "It's fine, I'm okay."

I smiled quickly and squeezed him tighter, suddenly feeling better about the situation.

"But I love payback."

He then yanked the back of shirt and dropped the frozen bag down my back. I think my head hit the ceiling and I screamed like a two-year-old child.

"Fang, what the frick?!" I was jumping up and down and twisting my shirt in different directions, hoping the bag would fall out. During this whole little embarrassing moment of mine, Fang is just standing there with a lopsided grin on his face.

That poop head.

Finally the bag slipped from my back and fell to the floor, my back feeling like a freezer.

"Now, we're even." Fang stated.

I just glared at him and crossed my arms, wincing as tiny icicles slid down my bare skin.

"Whatever, princess." I mumbled and then bent down to pick up the dropped cookies; finding that somehow, five of them stayed on the plate. Fang bent down next to me and picked up the frozen bag, returning it back to the freezer.

Once everything was off the floor, Fang led me to the sliding door leading to the backyard again, the same spot before the whole accident happened.

"Now, if you would stop punching me, can we continue?"

I smiled at him and nodded my head, still holding all three items I had found earlier.

He quickly turned off the kitchen lights and stood next to me, silently grabbing my hand. It felt warm and it felt right; good thing he couldn't see the slight blush blooming on my cheeks.

He then pulled aside the curtains and opened the sliding door, revealing a tree house on the left side of the background. I tree house I was sure that was not there when they first moved in.

He stepped onto the grassed and pulled me along while I was still guessing if I was seeing things or not.

He led me to the base of the tree and looked up at the little ladder leading to the small opening of the house.

He stepped up the ladder and into the small house nestled into the side of the tree, disappearing for a second before popping his head out again.

"Give me the stuff and then climb up."

I gave him the plate, telescope and his iPod, and then I ascended into the tree house. Once inside, I sucked in a breath and looked around.

It was a small, square room filled with beanbags and pillows on one side and I tiny table set in one corner. Hanging from the walls were small string lights that gave the house a warm glow. There were no windows or no other way out other than the little door we had just climbed through.

But my favorite part was the ceiling.

Instead of the usual wood top, it was made of a large piece of plexi-glass that covered the entire top of the house, and you could see the whole sky.

The moon was clearly visible, as were the stars shining beside it.

"Fang, this is amazing."

I looked down and smiled at him, my whole face lighting up and my heart racing.

He chuckled and leaned back against one of the beanbags. "Thought you would like it."

I looked around again, taking in everything for a second time and finally my eyes landed on the plate of cookies resting on the table. I quickly grabbed them and joined Fang, laying next to him and setting the plate between us.

"I'm sorry about earlier Fang, I didn't mean to hurt you."

He smirked and shook his head, "At least I know you can defense yourself."

I laughed out loud and finished my cookie.

"You know, all of this was Angel's idea, to get us back together."

I stopped suddenly, my hand reaching down to get another cookie.

"She planned the whole thing, but of course left me do build the damn tree house."

I swallowed and looked back at him, "She knew about us?"

He rolled his eyes and grabbed the cookie I was reaching for.

"She knew the whole time, even when the thing happened with Lissa." He paused and looked at me as he said her name.

"When I came home that day, she knew something was off and she forced me to tell her. Then she thought up this whole idea. She wrote the cards, decided that you would enjoy this tree house. she even convinced your mom to bake the cookies for us." He smiled again.

"She knew exactly would you would like, and somehow she knew this would work." He side glanced me with a raised eyebrow.

"Is it working?" We laughed together, and I punched his shoulder lightly.

"Maybe. That little girl sure is something."

I leaned back into him, my eyes staring above me at the night sky.

We stayed like that for a while, only listening to each other breath.

"Max, I'm sorry for that whole day, if I could, I would take it all back. I never wanted to hurt you that way, or any way. I wanted to…" he took a deep breath, "I wanted to run after you and hold you and kiss and tell you it was not what it looked like."

I closed my eyes and blocked that day out of my head; Lissa's hand on him, Lissa's lips on his…

"I just knew that you needed space and I didn't want to push it"

I blinked and pushed myself up, turning and looking at him.

"I'm sorry too Fang, for running away and not letting you explain, its just I didn't know what else to do, I just wanted everything to not be real. And then when you didn't come after me, I just lost it and I ran to the bathroom and told my whole life story to a random girl and i was crying one the disgusting floor and felt like pathetic Bella from Twilight and everything was happenin…"

I was then cut off mid sentence, by his lips.

He sat up so quickly and pulled me to him, that it took me a minute to comprehend what was happening.

He so did not just cut me off.

I was about to pull back and yell at him, but I was suddenly too aware of his hands on my hips and his soft lips on mine.

My brains fizzed out and I closed my eyes, melting into his rude yet perfectly timed kiss.

My hands traveled up his shirt and into his hair, which reminds me, I'm supposed to cut if off…

His hands slowly crawled up my back and caressed my face, his touch feather light.

He slightly pulled away, our lips barely brushing.

"Sorry, but I didn't know how else to shut you up." he breathed.

I was a bit dazed, but nodded, "It's okay, just next time warn me."

He chuckled and rubbed his thumb across my lips then kissed my nose.

"You don't know how long I've been wanting to do that." His breath tickled my face and I smiled.

"I'm sure you could have waited longer."

We then leaned back and I snuggled into his warm side, his hand rubbing small circles on my right arm.

He put on some soft music and we simply enjoyed each other's company.

I finally felt like I could breath again, knowing that the past was cleared and we could finally move on.

I had missed my best friend, I had missed Fang.

A little while later, we took turns looking into his telescope and looking at the stars. He would tell me to find the Little Dipper and other constellations that he knew. It was a perfect night filled with friendship and happiness, two qualities that seemed have been missing from my life.

When I reached for the plate of cookies I realized it was the last one, and I quickly snatched it while Fang was busy finding Orion's belt.

I promise you that the edge of the cookie was touching my mouth when it was suddenly gone from my hands. I looked at Fang with raised eyebrows and found the cookie nearing his lips; I playful smirk on his face.

Without hesitating, I launched myself at him, knocking him off balance and onto the floor. I landed on his arm and watched as the cookie rolled away from us like any cliché scene in a movie. We both froze, waiting to see where it would stop; it rolled all the way to the other side of the freaking room.

Fang and I both glanced at each other at the same time, and then I leaped off his arm, toward my cookie. Sadly, he grabbed my ankle and yanked me back under him, while he jumped forward.

I quickly got up and crawled toward him, throwing my full weight into his side, pushing him off balance. He fell to the left while I continued crawling, grabbing my cookie in triumph.

I raised it in the air and yelled in celebratory, turning my head to rub it in Fang's face.

But when I did turn my head, I saw Fang coming at me with his arms out reaching for me.

His arms grabbed around my waist and he pushed us onto the floor, my breath leaving in a quick swoosh.

He snatched the cookie from my hands and shoved the whole thing in his mouth.

Stupid jerk face.

His weight kept me pinned beneath him and I just stared as he swallowed with a grin on his lips.

My eyes were huge and I was beginning to feel that need to punch him in the face again. But I went for a different approach.

"I think there's some crumbs, right here…" I leaned up and kissed the corner of his lips.

His breath hitched and he stared at me with amusement.

"And here…" I continued, laughing inwardly as I kissed the other corner.

He still hadn't moved.

"Oh, and definatly here."

I reached up and pulled his neck to me, our mouths meeting again for a second time that night.

I closed my eyes and twisted my fingers into his soft hair, feeling his body warmth above me.

Our lips moved together and it felt like that is how every kiss should be. At first it was affectionate and playful, but it became more meaningful and wantful.

Our legs got tangled and I was suddenly aware of his hands on my bare stomach, his fingers ghosts on my flushed skin.

I pulled away and looked into his eyes, they were a normal dark brown, as light as they'll ever be and I smiled at him.

"I missed you Fang." Was all I said as he laid next to me.

He laughed and I could feel the rumble coming from his chest beneath my hand.

"All I have to say is, if you bruised my face, you're dead."

I joined his laugher and leaned up to kiss his mouth gently, then laid my head on his chest.

This was such a perfect night; I could die here now and still be happy. I needed my Fang.

I always had and always will.

Oh, and just for the record, he did have a bruise.

For two weeks.

Oopies…

All right, so there it is.

I hope the Fax came out ok, honestly, that isn't one of my greatest chapters, but I really owed you guys something.

Once again, I hope this story reaches 400 reviews, it would mean the world to me!

That's like 10 reviews a chapter guys!

Anywho, adios!