I don't own Maximum Ride. The end.

*Max's POV*

Mom took me to Allison's. Lauren was at her desk, looking tired and ragged. She normally seemed to vibrant and bubbly but last night must have really scared her. She really was a smart girl. She smiled slightly when she saw me and took me back to an examining room with Mom and Dylan following. I knew from here on out I would have to have a member of the Flock with me at all times. As annoying as Dylan was, he was still one of us, so he was on that list too. I was out of commission. If I ended up fighting I could end up hurting myself or the twins and I wouldn't let that happen. Maximum Ride was going to accept help, which is something I've never been good at.

Then there was the issue of Fang. I had to find him, but I couldn't do it on my own and I had no idea where to start looking. Allison smiled at us when we walked in and rushed to my mom, hugging her tightly. Mom returned the hug, happy that her friend was okay. I was pretty relieved too. I missed Fang but I would have felt terrible if anything had happened to Allison and Lauren. Allison wrapped her arms around me too, giving me a hug. "Are you okay?" She looked at me seriously. I shrugged, not wanting to consider the state of my own life at the moment. "Any abdominal pain, or tightening?" I shook my head no. "Any spotting or bleeding?" I shook my head again, feeling uncomfortable about all the questions with Dylan in the room. "Any movement?" Allison asked hopefully with a small smile. I nodded, feeling myself brighten a little. "Head on up to the examining tables and we'll see how these little guys are doing. Or girls." She smiled, touching my swelling stomach affectionately. Dylan offered his hand to try and help me onto the table, but I ignored it just jumping up on my own. Mom and Allison glared at me angrily, saying that I should be more careful. Dylan just shrugged and smirked at me like he expected nothing less. I laid back and pulled my shirt up so Allison could get to my stomach. Luckily my sweatpants were low enough that I didn't have to pull down the waistband but I didn't feel self conscious with Dylan around either. Allison started doing the ultrasound and I heard hearts beating like a bass drum at a bad techno concert. "The heart sounds good." Mom commented. Allison nodded in approval and stared at the screen in front of her for the ultrasound. "Do you want to know…even though he's not here right now?" Allison asked painfully. I felt tears welling again but I nodded.

Dylan took my hand and squeezed it gently for support. Normally I avoided any physical contact with him at all possible costs, but something had changed between us. It didn't feel like a come on, or sexual attraction anymore. It felt supportive and caring, and maybe it was just my current situation with Fang being gone, but I needed that right now. I returned the pressure to his hand and he smiled at me, genuinely happy that I wasn't pushing him away. Allison moved the ultrasound wand on my stomach, staring intently at the screen. "That's what I thought. One boy and one girl." She smiled. Mom and Dylan were both smiling at me and for just a moment I forgot that I had to save my best friend and love of my life from a deranged scientist. But when I did remember what I had to do, I smiled knowing that I could tell him he was having a son…and a daughter.

"Do you guys mind if I speak with Max alone for a moment?" Allison asked as we finished up the ultrasound. Mom and Dylan looked at each other and then at me for my approval. I nodded with a weak smile. "I'll be right outside." Dylan said quietly, finally letting go of my hand. "You okay?" Allison asked sincerely. I only nodded in response. "That guy, Dylan. Do you trust him?" Allison asked skeptically. "I…think so." I answered, realizing now what it must look like from the outside. The father of my children and future husband had walked off with another woman less than 24 hours ago and I was already holding hands with another guy. That had to look weird. And she didn't even know about the other half thing. "Just be careful. Fang loves you, and the kids. I saw it on his face whenever he came in. He'll fight through Heaven and Hell to get back to you. I know it." Allison replied, patting my back. I jumped off of the examining table before Allison grabbed my arm. "I wasn't sure if you trusted Dylan. In case you didn't, I wanted to give you this in private." Allison said, handing me a file. It was "Rachel's" personnel file. I opened it to see a picture for her ID badge, along with diplomas, degrees, and a resume, all of which had been falsified, I was sure. There was also an information page with her fake name, date of birth, and an address. "I know that she's crazy, but I doubt that she's stupid. That address is probably faker than her blond hair but hopefully it's at least a start." Allison said. I thanked her and gave her a small hug before I opened the door to see Dylan and my mom waiting for me.