A.N- Fluffy chapter! Thank you reviewers, I was actually getting sick of this story and thought not many people liked it anymore, but your reviews are the thing that show me you all still want this:) and I thank you.

I thank your kind souls… BirdKidKirby-Yeah, Kate's pregnant;), toxicmarle and Burnin'blackandblue.

I Love You

"Max?" I hear someone whisper from close by.

Slowly, I opened my eyes to a dimly lit room.

The first thing I noticed was that I was sprawled out lazily on a queen sized bed. It had white sheets and a thick red comforter with a white swirly pattern.

The second thing I noticed was that Fang was about two feet away and looking down at me, beside the bed.

I slowly begin to remember that yesterday we'd taken a bunch of different routes in case we'd been followed. We hadn't gotten back to Fang's place until later that evening and by then I was completely exhausted; along with the rest of the flock, especially Maya, Fang and Dylan, since they had to carry people.

When we'd gotten home everyone had just crashed and Fang had shown me to my room, where I quickly passed out too.

I sit up on the bed now and rub my eyes. "What time is it?" I ask him, with a yawn.

"It's like twelve." He tells me.

"Why didn't you wake me up sooner Fang?" I ask him, feeling a little mad.

"You looked pretty tired and I wanted you to get more sleep." He tells me.

"Ugh, whatever." I say, quickly getting up and off the bed.

"Don't be mad Max." Fang tells me softly from behind, as I walk out of my room.

"I'm not mad. Just… Whatever." I say.

I hear him sigh from behind me as we walk into the living room/entryway thing.

"Max!" I hear Nudge scream and then I'm attacked in a hug. "Oh my gosh, this place has so many rooms! I mean when we first came here I noticed it was big and all, but did you know it has more than one floor? There's even a training room and it has this awesome treadmill that Star showed me. It's so cool. It can go like one hundred miles an hour, easy!" She takes a breath. "And they have a lot of food!" She finishes, with a huge smile on her face.

I smile back at her, loving that she was so happy. "That's great Nudge." I say, then ask, "Hey, where are Iggy and Gazzy?" looking behind her and seeing that Kate was looking at me from the kitchen.I give her a glare and she moves her head back in the kitchen.

I look back at Nudge, who'd been telling me something. "I think in the training area with Ratchet and Holden, which is where I'm going now." She says.

"Oh, OK." I say, hoping they wouldn't hurt themselves.

"Come on Max, you need to eat something." Fang tells me, walking to the kitchen.

I nod and walk into the kitchen behind him. Nudge skips down the hall and I think down some stairs.

Guess what?

Yup, that's right, Kate and Star were staring.

I couldn't, and I wouldn't, stand it anymore. "What's your problem with me? If you have something to say, just say it to my face and quit staring like creeps!" I yell, all while glaring at them.

Fang watches us for a moment, gives the two a look, and decides to let it go; turning to the fridge.

"We don't have a problem with you, what would make you think that?" Star asks innocently.

"Oh I don't know…" I say sarcastically. "Maybe the fact that you've been staring at me like there's no tomorrow, ever since we met up!" I scream and feel someone touch my arm. I turn and see that Fang was holding a sandwich out for me to take. "Thanks." I tell him calmly, and then glare back at the two girls as I take a bite.

"No we haven't!" Star tells me angrily.

"Don't even!" I shout.

"Just stop Star." Kate says from beside her. "We're sorry Max, we'll stop. Right Star?" She asks, looking at her.

"Hm!" Star grunts, and walks away with her arms crossed.

"Sorry Max." Kate tells me and leaves with Star.

Kate made me feel kind of bad. I mean sure they aggravated me, but they never really did anything, and Kate was just so kind about it. I should just let it go.

"Sorry about that, you OK?" Fang asks, sitting on a chair beside mine on the kitchen table.

"Yeah. Why?" I ask as I eat my chicken sandwich.

"You were muttering to yourself." He tells me nonchalantly.

"No I wasn't!" I say defensively.

"OK Max…" He tells me and gets up.

"Where are you going?" I ask a little too quickly.

"Just, getting something to eat." He tells me soothingly. "That wasn't much; you can get whatever else you want. We have more than enough." He offers, as he opens a cabinet.

"Maybe later." I say quietly, now busily picking at the sandwich bread.

He closes the cabinet door and walks back to the table.

I look up and see that he had one hand holding a cookie in his mouth, and the other offering the cookie package to me.

I shake my head.

He shrugs and puts the package down on the table. "Alright, I think we've dragged this out long enough. Don't you think?" He asks me as he takes a seat directly in front of me and removes the cookie away from his mouth.

I knew this was coming. I just didn't want to be the one to start the conversation, so I was a little glad he did. "Shouldn't Dylan be here too?" I ask casually, as I take a cookie. Yum Chocolate Chip!

"I think we should talk first." He says, which made me look up. He takes a deep breath, looks me in the eyes, and says "Max, I love you. I don't care whose baby he is, I will still stand by you no matter what and take care of you both if you let me. As long as we're here we'll have whatever you and the baby will need and I'll protect you both even if it kills me. So, what I want to know is where do we stand right now?"

I put my chin on my palm and look down at the cookie I was eating with my other hand; thinking.

There was no doubt in my mind that I loved Fang. I'd never stopped. I guess I was so mad at him because I loved him so much. Because it'd hurt to see the one I loved more than anything in the world, leave me willingly.

Sure Dylan and I'd gotten pretty close these past few months, especially the past few weeks, but our love is completely different from Fang and I's. With Dylan and me, it was more of a crush. It was just me being lonely after Fang left, and I knew it. I didn't think it would last and in truth, it hasn't, because now that I have Fang again, I feel that something I used to again. Something I never really felt with Dylan. Something that I know in my heart will last.

I want to tell Fang all of this, I really do, but you know me… I just really hate all of this relationship stuff, it just makes me want to run away and cry/barf. "Are you sure you're not going to just leave again?" Is what I'm able to get out, looking at the table bitterly, putting my hand down.

He reaches out and grabs my hand, the one that's not holding a cookie, and I fight the urge to pull away and run. Instead, I look up at him.

He looks at me with his dark eyes, which were now filled with emotion. Something even I have rarely seen. "I'm done with that, I promise. It hasn't done us much good and I can't stand to be away from you anymore. We can still go on with your mission to save the world and I'll be right by your side the whole time, supporting you no matter what, like old times." He tells me, not taking his eyes off mine the whole time.

"I… I don't know…" I stutter, even though on the inside I want to scream 'Yes! I love you too, that's where you stand in my mind, I want to be with you and never let you go ever again! And I want this child to be yours so bad…'

"That's OK." He says after a few seconds. I couldn't hear the hurt in his voice, but I could defiantly see it in his eyes. "I know you can't just forgive me for what I did and honestly, I wasn't expecting you to. I just needed to tell you that." He tells me.

We don't say anything after that and a while later I decide to get up.

I keep my face expressionless as Fang gets up and puts the cookies away. When he finally turns back to me, he sees something in my eyes that I'd been trying to hide and comes closer.

I should've known I wouldn't be able to hide it from him, he knows me too well.

"Max, it's OK. It'll all be OK." He tells me, wrapping me in his warm embrace.

I knew that if I spoke that my voice would crack, but I couldn't help it. "I'm scared." I whisper, trying to hold back tears. He holds me tighter as I start to cry quietly onto his shoulder. "I can't do this, Fang. I'm only fifteen; I'm not ready for this!" I sob.

He holds me closer and rests his head lightly on top of mine and he rubs soothing circles on my back, in between my wings, waiting for me to calm down.

After a few minutes, I stopped crying. I made some hiccup-like sounds and sniffled as he started to talk. "If you really don't want to do this, Max, you don't have to. You can just wait until you're ready, or never at all if you don't want to. It's your choice."

"I'm not getting an abortion Fang." I tell him sternly.

"It wouldn't be like you." He agrees. "But that's still an option, if you really don't think you can do this." He tells me, still holding me, his chin resting on my head. Then he looks down at me and says "But you have to remember, you're not alone in this. You have me, Iggy, Nudge, Gazzy, Dylan, and I'll make sure you have my guys too." He reassures me. "I know they'll warm up to it soon." He mutters. "And don't forget your mom and Ella. I bet Ella will be as thrilled as Nudge."

I smile into his neck and look up at his face. "Fang, I love you." I tell him.

He smiles back at me, "I love you too, Max." he says and kisses my forehead.