A/N: Oh! Another cliffie! And Fang doesn't like Sam very much, but hey, who can blame him?

Disclaimer: I'm not even going to bother.

Fangs POV: Chapter 52

I clenched my fists and pulled Max closer to me, her tears falling onto my arm. I didn't bother to wipe them away; I just stroked her hair, trying to calm her down. Jessica had caught up with me in the hall and started to ask questions about why I chose Max over her, distracting me from my watch on Sam. Scum Bag used that as his chance to kiss Max, pressing her up against a wall and holding her there while she tried to get away.

Max was sobbing silently now and sat up, wiping the tears from her eyes. "I'm going to make sure the kids are in bed," she said getting up. I nodded and followed her into the hallway. She opened the girl's door wide enough for both of us to see. All 3 of them were in bed, Tigress sharing with Angel leaving one of the 3 beds unoccupied. We pulled away and max closed the door again, making her way to the boy's room and opening their door to. Gazzy was snoring slightly and Iggy had pushed his bed against a wall and was huddled up to it so he wouldn't fall out of bed. Max smirked and closed their door to, turning around and almost running into me.

I smirked and she walked past me, back into our room. I followed her and saw her sit down on the bed and start to fiddle with her hair. When I came over and sat by her she pulled it into a pony tail, a few short strands falling down and framing her face. She placed her chin in her hands and looked up at me, "I think I'm going to bed," she said yawning. I nodded, she did look tired. She laid down and I laid down with her, putting my arm around her shoulders. Her breathing slowed and to any person who didn't know her she would have looked like she was sleeping. But I did know her and she was way too tense to be sleeping.

I rubbed her shoulder with my thumb and watched her try to fall asleep. After about an hour she still wasn't asleep so I asked why, "Max why don't you go to sleep?" She didn't move or even open her eyes when she replied, "I can't."

"Why not?" I asked pulling her closer to me. "I don't know," she said finally opening her eyes and looking up at me, her head now resting on my chest, "I don't know why I can't get to sleep."

I stroked her hair and didn't say anything. She sat up and pulled her shirt off much to my surprise. "Fang take these bandages off please," she said looking over her shoulder at me. I nodded reluctantly and started to un-wrap them from the bottom up. When I finally got them off she wrapped her arms around her and asked, "How much longer 'till it's completely healed?"

"Another day maybe," I said looking at her confused, "Why?"

"Because I'm going flying tonight, to clear my head," she said stubbornly. I shook my head and scowled at her, "No Max, you're not. We can't leave the flock alone."

"I know, that's why you're going to stay here," she said watching me. I shook my head and rolled over, holding her down, "No you're not Max. I'm not letting you fly around alone. You could have another brain attack, plus your wings are still hurt. You pulled the muscles in them that connect them to your back remember?"

She shook her head, "No I forgot. You're right I won't go flying." I eased up a bit, letting her wiggle out from under me. "You promise?" I said looking her dead in the eye. "I promise," she said and I nodded. She wouldn't lie to me about something like that, plus I could always tell when she was lying.

She laid her head back down and sighed. I looked down at her and kissed her on her forehead, feeling her calm down a bit. She sighed again and looked up at me, "I'mma go take a shower," she said, getting up and grabbing her pajamas. She went into the bathroom and I heard the water turn on. She turned on the CD I had burned for her and I smiled, listening to her sing along with it flawlessly.

Maxs POV:

I let the shower beat down on me, thinking about what Sam had done. He had seemed so nice when I met him, why the sudden change? I listened to the song Fang had burned me, getting lost in the music. I sang along and didn't sound half bad if I do say so myself. Once the song was over I got out, slowly drying my self off. I got dressed and looked in the mirror, looking at the dark circles under my eyes that seemed like they would never go away. My hair looked like a deep brown since it was wet and I didn't bother to dry or brush it. I just pulled it up into a pony tail and walked out of the bathroom.

I saw Fang in his boxers going through his backpack and smiled. Walking over to the bed I flopped down onto it, making it squeak. Fang didn't look up, I knew he had heard me come out of the bathroom so I wasn't surprised. But I was surprised when he came over and laid down beside me, still only in his boxers, and pulled me into his arms, tracing circles on my shoulder.

I yawned sleepily, laying my head on his warm chest and listening to his heart beat. I laid my hand down on his chest beside my head also and drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up the next morning I saw that fang had fallen asleep holding me. I looked up at him and he stirred the slightest bit. I tried to pull away but he caught my arm, "And where are you going?" He asked raising his eyebrow without opening his eyes. "I'm going to see if anyone else is up," I answered. He let go but got up and put a shirt and some pants on, following me out into the hallway.

I looked up and saw Sam and Lissa standing there, Sam's fist held up like he was getting ready to knock. His face twisted in an expression of shock when he saw Fang come out behind me, putting his hand on my back. "What do you want?" I asked, my voice sounding murderous. He reached out to touch my shoulder, opening his mouth to say something. I jerked away from him as if his touch would burn my skin, leaving him looking hurt.

"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry Max," he explained. I looked at him dumbfounded and angry at the same time. "You're sorry!" I snarled, glaring at him, "You freaking forced me to kiss you! And you knew perfectly well that Fang was my boyfriend!" I felt Fang put a hand on my shoulder, trying to keep me from beating the crap out of him. I looked up at him and saw him scowling to, I stepped back prepared to let him do the honors. After all, he was stronger than me.

"I'm sorry Max, it's just that I like you a lot," said Sam, trying to make me think he only did what he did because he liked me. As if! "Oh, so that means I should go out with someone who forces the girl they like to kiss them even when said girl makes it clear they don't want to be kissed! Is that the kind of guy you are Sam? Yes I think it is, so why don't you get together with some poor girl who's desperate for a date with a jerk like you and get over your self!" He stumbled, falling backwards a bit before catching himself. I knew what I said had hurt, and you know what? I didn't care, he deserved a lot more than a couple mean words from a pissed off girl.

He reached out to touch me again and Fang intervened this time. He stepped in front of me and scowled, staring down at Sam. I watched as he scowled at him saying, "I said leave her alone." It was as if venom was dripping off his tongue, giving off the impression that he was murderous, which right now he was.

Sam scowled and made a really bad decision. He stood up to Fang saying, "look Fang," he spat but still not sounding half as mad as Fang was, "She may be your girlfriend but she can make her own choices!"

Before Fang could respond I said, "Look Sam I am making my choice! And I choose to let Fang beat the crap outta' you if he wants to. I also choose to tell you to stay the hell away from me or there are going to be some serious consequences." Now I sounded as mad as fang, just as murderous and just as deadly, "Now if you don't mind," I spat at him, "I have to go check on my family. I'll let Fang straighten you out." I smirked when his eyes grew wide, but he stood his ground not letting me past him.

"Move," I snarled. He still didn't and I knew Angel was listening in, relating everything that was going on to the rest of the Flock. They may not have thought I noticed but I saw Gazzy and Iggy creep out of their room and into the girl's. Angel make him move, I thought. Ok, she responded and Lissa (wow I forgot she was standing there) and Sam got confused looks on their faces and took a stiff side step. Once I had walked past them they returned to normal, looking back at me in disbelief.

Fang smiled slightly at me and I smiled back, watching as he turned back to Sam and scowled. I could tell a fight was about to break out.

I rushed into the girl's room and said to the Flock, "Ok, stay in here. No matter what don't come out," I growled. They nodded and I smiled, "Good. Now Angel, no eavesdropping." I heard Lissa shout and ran into the hallway giving the Flock one last look before turning to what was going on.

Fang had Sam in a headlock and was pinning his arms to his sides, punching him in the head. He wasn't punching as hard as he could so he wouldn't kill the guy but enough to where it would hurt, bad. But if he were punching me like that it wouldn't even knock my breath away.

I laughed and turned to Lissa who was looking at me evilly. Oh crap.