A.N- Arg, this site was messed up for a few days and I don't know if anyone's read my other story. There was one person who favorited it though:), but no views apparently... Sorry, just felt like venting my feelings. Also I think my beta is getting pretty busy, so I doubt I'll have my chapters checked anymore, sorry for any mistakes.

*I changed the order of chapters 25 & 26 because someone said they looked out of order, and they really were.*

I thank these people from the bottom of my heart: Laughable-CHICK, Burnin'blackandblue, and dopeycookiemonster (Yup, he sure did hear.)

Deer?

So after I had awkwardly made my way out of the kitchen, I went to go look for Fang.

He'd told me he'd be back soon, but I still hadn't seen him. So I decided to go look for him myself.

I walk into the room Gazzy and Iggy were sharing and see that Gazzy was whacking Iggy in the back of the head with a pillow. Iggy was holding up something wired, out of Gazzy's reach, with a grin on his pale face.

"What are you doing?" I ask tiredly, with a hand on my hip.

"Oh, hey Max. We're not doing anything." Iggy says, putting the thing behind his back.

"No, nothing at all." Gazzy says, quickly throwing the pillow behind him; making it hit the wall before it fell on Iggy's bed.

I roll my eyes, not even bothering to care at the moment. "Just don't blow this place up guys, OK? I'm not ready to leave here just yet." I tell them. "Have you seen Fang?" I ask.

"Yeah. He told us the movie was over, and then he said he had to check something and left." Gazzy informs me.

"Want us to help you? I don't want to go to sleep yet." Iggy says.

"No, it's fine. I got it, you all need to sleep." I say and walk out of the room. I hear a huge thud as I leave, but I don't bother turning around.

As I walk down the hallway, to the stairs, I start to think about what Kate had said earlier. She'd pretty much said she didn't want the baby if Ratchet didn't.

I don't understand that at all. Even if Dylan and Fang had both hated the baby, I would still protect him with my life, twice over. I didn't care what anyone thought. This baby was mine after all and I had no intentions of giving him up. No matter how hard this would be, I was still going to go through with this. I doubt I would even give him up if Fang asked me to.

I guess Kate just had another point of view on this. No matter what my views were, I still respected whatever she though (I guess). I might not agree, but whatever. It was her life, not mine.

'WHERE ARE YOU FANG!' I scream in my head.

Ugh, I had been walking around here for way too long for my liking, and I'm about to just scream his name until he comes.

That's when I heard some faint typing coming from inside one of the hallway doors.

This house was built pretty weird. Not only was it all underground, but it had three floors.

The first floor was the one everyone's rooms were at. It was the largest floor and also had some bathrooms, the kitchen and the living room.

The second floor was below the first and was slightly smaller than it. It had the giant training room (which was bigger than two basketball courts), a computer room, and a library (mostly medical books left from Hans).

Finally, there was a third floor. It was below the second, and was the smallest of all the floors. No one ever really came down here, except for me, right now. It was slightly dimmer than the rest of the floors and I think the roof was leaking from the light dripping sounds I heard. This place was also a little humid too and looked more underground-ish than the rest of the house, which actually looked like a normal home.

"Fang?" I asked, looking down the hallway, trying to find the source of the typing sound.

The typing stopped for a second and all you could hear was dripping, until the typing picked back up accompanied by a few clicks.

"Hello?" I asked again.

The clicks stopped again and this time a door opened not too far from me.

I tensed up until I realized it was Fang. He motioned me to come with him and then disappeared into the room once again. I walked down the short hall and followed into the room.

Once in, I saw the room was full of monitors of forest pictures on one wall, and one computer in the middle that I guessed controlled all the monitors. "What is all this?" I asked quietly.

"It's our security system." Fang tells me, sitting back down on the old swivel chiar in front of the computer.

I walked to stand behind Fang's chair and looked around in front of him. There was a green radar screen beside the computer that just had a green bar going around and around. It was all most likely things that Hans once owned.

I realized that each monitor was a view from a hidden camera outside of the big boulder that this house was under, and that each had a completely different view of outside (which was now pretty dark).

"I never noticed any cameras outside." I say stupidly.

"They're pretty well hidden." He tells me, shrugging and still looking at the screen as he clicked some stuff.

"What are you doing?" I ask, now crossing my arms and putting them on top of his chair, behind his head, and resting my chin on his shoulder.

"It said something was detected outside earlier in the history, but I can't find anything anymore. It just completely disappeared." He tells me confused.

"Maybe it was just a deer or something?" I suggest.

"No, this thing is programmed to ignore stuff like that. I mean, if it was a deer, it must have been a pretty big one…" He tells me as he closes a window and turns his head to mine. "We'll just have to be on higher alert for a while. I'll check it as often as I can."

I frown, not really loving the idea of an enemy at the moment.

He kisses my cheek and gets up. "Don't worry about it too much though. I doubt it was anything important."

I get up too and wonder if I should tell him about the Kate thing.

"How are you feeling, head still hurt?" He asks.

I decide that the Kate thing really isn't for me to share so I let it go and say, "No, that went away.", not mentioning that I was really tired now and that my feet hurt in case I sounded even needier than I already was.

"That's good." He tells me, holding my hand and kissing my forehead.

"Mhm." I agree with a smile.

"Let's go to bed, I bet you're tired." He says, now leading us out the door and down the hall.

It was quiet until we got to the stairs and Fang asks, "So when was your mom supposed to call for the check up thing?", looking down at me.

I look up at him and put my hand to my stomach. "I don't remember if she said something specific, do you?" I ask.

"No, but maybe we should contact her soon." He says, looking down at my stomach.

I shrug.

We were at my door now and Fang had told me good night. "Night." Answer and give him a peck on the lips.

I walk into my room and instantly change into by PJs- a tank top and sweat pants.

After I'd pulled the tank top down, over my abdomen, I realized just how big my stomach was getting.

It wasn't huge or anything, but others would be able to tell now. Or think that I'd just eaten a lot… either one of those…

A.N- Sorry for the weird cut off; it was getting long.

Love yall

~L