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Max

I landed in front of my door and barged in to find Angel and Nudge still sound asleep. "Wake up!" I called, "We're leaving and you'd better get your skinny little butts up and in the air in ten minutes or I'm leaving you for the Erasers!" I began to move about, putting things back in backpacks and opening the curtains and throwing covers off the girls who moaned in protest. Once I was satisfied with the progress of that room, I moved onto the boys' room.

"Iggy! Gazzy! Open up!" I pounded on the locked door. After about a minute of waiting, a sleepy Gazzy opened it, his eyes still half closed and his blond hair sticking up this way and that. I ruffled his hair, "We're leaving." I announced, "Get this place packed up now and meet me on the roof in ten."

Once everyone had stumbled out of their rooms and we checked out, I held a briefing on the roof. "Okay everyone, listen up." I snapped into leader mode, "The plan is to head east. Before we can make a move, we need to distance ourselves from the Erasers and whitecoats as much as possible. We will be flying there and Fang has talked to Holden and Ratchet. They agreed that they are done here and decided to split up from us, giving Fang any information they may find. Before you ask, we are going to fly for about an hour and then make a stop for food so don't worry and suck it up. Any questions?" I gave them a second to respond and they just stared at me. "Great. Let's get a move on." I looked to my right to see Fang nodding at me and my left to see Dylan smiling. This was going to be a long flight.

After traveling for the day, we stopped when dusk started to fall. Wanting to keep lying low, we decided to just camp out in the desert. We were somewhere in eastern Arizona and that's all I knew. Along the way, we had picked up dinner and once a fire was made, sat around and enjoyed our fine meal of pizza with every topping combination you could possibly imagine. I sat in the warmth of the fire with my two over possessive puppy dogs on each side of me while I watched and listened to the flock laugh and tell stories, reminiscing on past events and imagining new ones. I felt much less conscious about my weight gain now that I had on Iggy's oversized sweatshirt completely covering me. Yes, I took Iggy's because God forbid I take either Fang's or Dylan's and the other one sees it. I just couldn't handle that disaster. I could have used mine, but I wanted a larger one just for safe measure.

I felt squashed between the two of them who were just civilized enough towards each other to get by. Which meant they completely ignored each other. It was so strange to think that about a year ago, I never even thought about boys really and didn't think I'd have a future with one when all of a sudden there were two who fought over me. I mean, it is pretty good for a girl's self-esteem once in a while but also pretty tough on her sanity.

Once everyone was ready for sleep, I had volunteered myself to clean up so that I could have a moment to myself. I didn't think much as I picked up the trash left on the ground by the kids, but it was nice to not actually think for a change. It wasn't until I was positive that everyone was sleeping, including Dylan and Fang, that I stopped to take a rest. I sighed as I lowered myself at the base of a tree a few yards away from our little campsite. I laid out a blanket and sat staring at the stars. Of course, though, Fang hadn't actually been asleep and my heart fluttered when I saw him sit up and come over to join me.

"Didn't feel like sleeping yet?" He asked in a quiet voice as he plopped next to me.

"Nope." I replied.

"Me either." He whispered back.

"Well, you're a blogger. You don't sleep." I answered and he chuckled. He reached over and pulled me closer. I was happy to oblige as I sat in his lap on the other side of the tree, facing him so that my legs were wrapped around his waist and our faces were inches apart. I found myself getting lost into his deep, dark eyes and a spark lit in my chest. And I leaned in for my second kiss of the day, but this time with a different boy. All these kisses were getting so dang confusing.

As the kissing heightened, I ran my hands through his hair while his hands went up my sweatshirt and rubbed the wings on my back. It grew more and more intense as we rolled back onto the ground and breathed heavily as we made out. Before I knew it, our clothes had been removed and we remained kissing in just our underwear. I felt so fat with my boobs popping out of my bra and a bulge coming out of my stomach. I was not going to look as good naked this time as I was last time. Finally, I couldn't take it, "I'm fat." I moaned breathlessly.

Fang froze suddenly, "No." He whispered back, "No you're not. You're perfect and beautiful." He said still in a daze. I was regretting saying anything now that I prayed I hadn't completely ruined the moment.

I nodded, "Well this is the skinniest I'm going to be in a long time. It's going to get much worse." I laughed.

Still trying to catch his breath, he smiled, "And I'll still think your beautiful then. No matter how big you get." He leaned down and kissed my stomach gently. And that was all it took. He had just confirmed he was staying and he wasn't going anywhere. He was mine and I was his.

I resumed kissing him as we took of the rest of the clothes that were separating us from each other. We fell into each other beautifully and the intense passion was still there, but it was less rough and powerful than last time. Now, it was gentle and powered by pure love and bliss.

For the second time, I woke up huddled next to naked Fang. This time, in the early morning of the desert on top of just a blanket and a sweatshirt covering us. I woke up shivering and immediately pulled the sweatshirt back on over me, completely exposing Fang who then woke up freezing too. If only Iggy knew that I had worn his sweatshirt with nothing else under it. We quickly set to putting our clothes back on to keep warm and made sure nobody else was awake to see us. There was something just not sitting right with me, though. It was something Fang had said to me the night before. He basically told me he we weren't splitting up again. I waited for joy to hit me at the fact that he was staying for good, but there was something stopping that joy. And it was reason. If we were going to take these 99%ers down, we couldn't do it by all of us hiding out in one place together. No, we needed to split up to cover more ground. It was the sensible thing to do. But I wasn't about to let him go off and be on his own. No, I would have to make sure Iggy and Gazzy went with him for protection. And Angel, too. She knew more about this and was more cunning than the rest of us. Not to mention she had the powers of controlling and reading people's minds, and she loved Fang. They all did.

"Hey, are you alright?" He asked me when he noticed that I was lost in thought. "Are you going to throw up or something because you've been pretty good at keeping it down lately…"

"Did you mean what you said last night?" I blurted out. He gave me a confused look, "I mean about not splitting up again?"

"Of course. I'm not leaving you ever again." He said seriously.

I bit my lip, "Well, we need to split up." I told him.

"What?" He asked, confused. "Listen, if they know this kid is mine, and Jeb's not stupid, then they're coming after you, too and I'm not taking any risks letting you leave my side in your condition." He informed.

Now I was getting angry. He thought he could tell me what to do? "In case you'd forgotten, I'm not Maya, I'm Max." I snapped at him. I don't take orders from anyone. "And first of all, it would be more effective if we took this 99% plan on from different angles, and you know it. We would be able to defeat it before something happened! And second of all, I will not stand here while you tell me what I can and cannot do in my 'condition' as you call it. I've freaking fought off more idiots in my life than I've done anything else. I've seen it all and done it all and I'm pretty sure I can handle myself here just fine!" I huffed.

"Why are you being so selfish?" He snarled back.

I let out a laugh, "Selfish! Selfish! Are you seriously calling me selfish right now?" By now I was yelling, not thinking about if the flock heard us or not. I was so infuriated with him and he was getting ticked off as well.

"Yeah. I am calling you selfish! All you care about is what happens to me because you couldn't stand the thought of losing me again! Because you parade around here only thinking of the people right here, right now."

I stopped him right here, "Okay and you're the one who wants to stick together and just hide away like weaklings." I spat back. What on Earth was he talking about?

And he butted right back in, "I never said that." He said plainly. Now he was being all smart-ass on me. He walked up close to me and got in my face, aware that the rest of the flock was beginning to stir and could hear our fighting. I rolled my eyes at him and his theatrics. "Listen, Max, all I'm saying is that we've got something-someone else helpless who needs us and we'd better start getting that in our minds now because from now on, every decision we make has got to be in its best interest. It's our mess and we have no right to harm an innocent child who's done nothing wrong but be created in this screwed up world we live in. Do you understand me?" His eyes were full of deep intensity and I nodded in shock after listening to his speech. My mouth hung open, but there were no words to say. "Good. I'm glad we've agreed on that. And I'm not going anywhere." He said finally, signaling the end of the conversation.

My gaze flickered up and behind him to where our flock was awake and staring at us where we stood next to the tree. He then turned around to the confused and worried faces of the flock. My gaze focused on two in particular. I knew Angel was reading our minds and I didn't care. She knew exactly what we were talking about based on the thoughts running through our minds. Her blue eyes were wide as her gaze flickered back and forth between us. Then there was Dylan, who didn't seem to know what we were talking about and had a similar surprised face, but there was a hint of smugness in it because he knew we were fighting again. I couldn't handle the awkward silence for a moment longer so I turned around, whipped out my wings, and sped away as fast as I could. Which was fast.

It wasn't until later that day I returned after I'd calmed down and made my way back. I'd thought about what Fang said and knew he was right. But I also knew we did have a responsibility to the ones that were here now and needed us. My job as leader had just gotten a little harder, that was all. Boys sucked. It wasn't fair that they got to do as they pleased and didn't have to carry a baby inside of them for nine freaking months and have to worry about somehow keeping it alive that whole time never mind all the side effects of doing so. I was off to a pretty rough start already seeing as I hadn't even realized I was pregnant the first three months, been injected with strange things while living malnourished in a dog crate for a few days, have been flying around and fighting Erasers, not even seen a doctor or anything, and hadn't eaten the most nutritious diet in the world. It was a miracle that thing was still alive in there. But it most certainly was the child of Fang and I seeing as it was still hanging on.

I approached to a quiet flock, having little side conversations of their own and had already cleaned the place up ready to go. Once I landed, they all looked up at me expectantly. "Alright then, let's get a move on." I clapped my hands together as they all jumped up, excited to get out of here and go back to normal.

We traveled around for a while after that. We decided to have some fun, too. We visited almost all the states in the South and went to some famous places including the Grand Canyon, New Orleans, Disney World, Sea World and every other world you can think of, Virginia Beach, Washington D.C, the Jersey Shore, New York City and Boston, small northern villages, and finally ended up in the woods of Maine. It had been a good time with no real arguments between everyone and they all seemed to have a good time. Even Fang and Dylan smiled once or twice each. And now in my second trimester of pregnancy, I noticed I had grown a little larger much to my dismay. I didn't puke anymore so that was a plus, but my back was killing me from sleeping either on the ground or in crappy motels and I wanted a nice hotel for a change. Also, I noticed more of the dizziness and became out of breath quicker than the others usually. In our few seconds alone, Fang and I did do a little research on what was going on and what to expect, but we still had no idea what we were doing or how long we could keep it from the rest of the flock. I was enjoying the extra burst of energy though, that I had been experiencing now that the vomiting and tiredness was over. I felt like I could go all day running and flying around from amusement park to amusement park. Fang, on the other hand, was becoming more and more worried, always asking me if I was "sure this was a good idea." Okay, I have to admit sometimes he was right, but other times he was just being overcautious.

As each day passed, though, I began to become more and more worried about when it was time to tell the flock because I was getting too large to hide it. My main concern was with how Dylan would handle it, though.

Once we reached Maine, we were only a quick phone call away from our friend Nino who set us up with a large house secluded on an island off the coast. Pretty sweet if you ask me. One particular day, Dylan was moping in his room, Iggy and Gazzy were working on some new explosive, Angel and Nudge were playing outside with Total, Fang was on his laptop searching and recording strange end of the world activity, and I was cleaning the kitchen. I was sweeping the dirt onto the back porch when all of a sudden I felt a little push from literally inside my stomach. In shock, I dropped the broom and gasped. It was such a shocking feeling and instantly Fang, who had been sitting at the dining room table, leapt up instantly and practically flew over. Suddenly he was beside me and I jumped in surprise. How did he always do that? "What is it?" He asked, concern written all over his face. I hated how he treated me like such a fragile infant.

"I don't know." I replied back as I felt it again, "I think it's moving." I said in awe as I put my hands over my stomach. "Fang feel it!" I said as I could literally feel it pressing up against my hand. He reached down tentatively and I grabbed his hand and placed it next to mine. His eyes grew wide in wonder.

"Wow." He muttered as he stared at it. Then, a small smile crept across his face, "That's…" He began at a loss for words.

"Amazing." I finished for him.

"Yeah." He agreed, "Amazing." We looked back into each other's eyes, both our gazes full of joy and pride.

I reached forward and touched the side of his face, pulling him in closer to mine. Our lips touched and we stood there, kissing in each other's embrace. Every day it became more and more real that we were actually going to have a child together.

"Ewww." We heard behind us and jumped back to see Nudge, Angel and Total standing on the porch watching us. "Get a room!" Nudge said as she walked by us to the fridge, but a smile played on her lips as she said it. Angel just looked back and forth between us and smiled. I looked down on the seven year old who was too wise beyond her years.

"Get over here, you." I said as I beckoned her over and she ran over to hug me. I bent down to her and pulled her close, taking her hand and guiding it to my stomach where the baby was still moving around. "Feel this." I whispered. She did as I was told and broke out into a grin as she could feel the little guy kicking around.

She giggled, "Wow Max. You're going to be a good mommy." She whispered as she hugged me, her head resting in my shoulder.

"Thanks kid." I replied as I let her go and Fang scooped her up, the both of us in an excited, loving mood. As I watched them together, I heard a voice in my head. And not just any old voice. The voice. Its time, Max. And that was it. My heart fluttered in nervousness as I knew I couldn't keep it a secret anymore. I'd have to tell them soon. Soon, but not now. I told myself.

The time had come a few days later when disaster struck. I no longer fit into any of my pants. I was trying to put on my last pair of jeans I could squeeze into; when I found that I could not button them any longer. I looked into the mirror and practically wailed at the now noticeable bump coming out of my lower abdomen. I was only wearing a bra and the jeans that remained unbuttoned and unzipped. I threw on my largest sweatshirt I could find that went down to my mid thighs and opened my bedroom door slowly, hoping nobody would see me. Once I saw the coast was clear, I tiptoed down the hall and knocked on Fang's door. I waited for what felt like an eternity but was probably only a few seconds for the door to open. As soon as he opened the door, I stormed past him and into his room. "We have a problem." I announced as he looked at me expectantly. And then I ripped off the sweatshirt, exposing my budging stomach. "My pants don't fit anymore." I told him, unsure of what to do.

And then he started to laugh. He freaking laughed at me! I had a real issue over here and he was laughing. "I don't find anything funny about this." I growled, crossing my arms in frustration. "You know we have to tell the flock now. It's getting bad. I can't even fit into my freaking clothes anymore!" I informed him.

"Alright then, we'll tell them." He shrugged as if we were going to tell them that we wanted to tell them that we kissed, not that I was pregnant. Inside I was freaking out. What were we going to say? How were they going to react?

"Oh my God, we're actually doing this." I said breathlessly.

"Yup." He said, "We're doing this."

Okay, kind of a short, filler chapter, but I hope you liked! The more reviews= the sooner we get to find out what the flock thinks! Yay!