I kind of like this chapter a little bit, kind of don't.

Disclaimer: The feud continues between Patterson and Abbey Dawn, who deserves rights to brain child of Patterson….

Love

Chapter Thirteen

I stuck my hands out and caught myself on a branch, right in front of Fang.

He stopped, beating his wings hard to keep himself still in midair.

Angel kept right on flying, barreling past the few miles left to the house.

Fang flew forward a few feet, close enough to kiss me.

And kiss me he did.

My arms started to fall, not thinking of where we were.

I let go to grab his neck and Fang fell a couple of feet, fighting to keep his wings beating and hold me at the same time.

I wrapped my arms around his waist, hugging him hard, and let go.

I fell a few feet and landed on another branch below me.

My knees bent far enough to crack and I straightened myself out as Fang landed on the branch next to me.

A gust of wind blew through and I put one of my hands on the tree trunk, feeling the bark beneath my fingers.

I looked at him, silently sitting on the tree branch, his wings pulled forward to hide his face.

I sat down and wiggled around until I was inside his wing cave too and hugged him.

"Sorry." I murmured, softly.

He nodded and I looked at his face.

His eyes were still scared, and I heard the anger in his voice as he talked.

"Don't do that again. Don't-" I shushed him with a kiss.

"I won't. Please don't be mad."

He shook his head, his hair brushing my face.

He pulled his wings back and stood up, facing the house.

He flew off, tilting side to side to avoid the branches jutting out.

I watched him go, but he didn't look back once.

I jumped off the branch and started running, trying to catch up with him.

I was close enough to see him storm into the house, slamming the door hard behind him.

Splash ran up to me and smelled my backpack.

He smelled the fish I had gotten for him and I pulled off the backpack. I unzipped the pockets and pulled out can after can of tuna, chicken, and beef.

I settled myself down on the edge of the porch and unsheathed one of my claws.

It was hours of cans later when Fang came outside.

He stood behind me a little awkwardly.

"They finished the wallpaper."

I nodded. His voice got even lighter.

"We've fixed a bunch of the furniture, too."

I nodded again. So this was his way of apologizing.

He sighed and turned to the door.

The knob still wasn't finished turning when I fell back, grabbing his ankle.

I looked up at him, my eyes blank except for the glittering wetness I felt trickle down my cheek.

He sat by me and I faced forward, hiding the tears. I was raising my hands to wipe them off when he grabbed my hands. He turned me towards him and I saw his tears.

He leaned forward and kissed me, his hands letting go of my wrist and holding my face.

My arms lifted slowly and went to his neck, holding him.

Rain started falling.

I pulled away, letting go of his lips but not him.

"It's getting cold. We better-"

He cut me short and picked me up. We dropped off the porch and he and I started dancing in the rain.

I laughed as we twirled, faster and faster until we slipped in the mud.

He landed on top of me and kissed me again, holding me tenderly.

I flipped us over and kissed him back, my hair falling in wet strings to hide us.

"I'm sorry. I just, I just didn't want to lose you." He stumbled out a few hours later after a long while of sitting on the repaired couch. We had to glue everything together as best as we could until I could buy some new furniture.

"I know. And I'm sorry for scaring you."

I reached behind me and lay my hand on his neck, feeling the pulse of his blood, b-bmp, b-bmp, b-bmp. He pushed his face into my hair, nuzzling it.

The room was dark and everyone else was asleep, it was us and a silent house.

We had sat in the rain for almost a half hour, getting soaked to the bone. I hadn't noticed, and neither had he until there was a puddle forming under his back.

It was still raining and I listened to the rain lull me into sleep.

I was almost there when Fang whispered in my ear.

"I love you, Fi."

I came back to the world and twisted around, facing him.

I slid my hand up until it was lying in his side and put the other one on the side of his face.

I felt it heat up as he blushed.

"I thought you were asleep." He said, almost scolding me like a child.

I huddled even closer to him and his arms tightened around my waist.

"I love you too, Fang." I whispered in his ear before I fell asleep.

I woke up on the couch, wondering for a second what I was doing here.

And then I remembered last night, the fall, the rain, and right before I fell asleep.

I smiled at the memory.

Fang was still asleep so I tried to get up without waking him, but his hands were still wrapped tight around me.

I settled back down, hugging Fang and watching his chest rise and fall with his breath.

The light filtered through the new-old curtains that I had found in my attic.

The room looked even better than I thought.

I watched Fang sleep as the light grew and grew.

I watched until I heard footsteps walking around a room above us, and move to the bathroom. The pipes clattered as the water turned on, waking everybody.

I heard Angel ask where I was, Iggy and Gazzy complaining about the time, and Nudge banging the door, demanding for Max to get out and let her in.

I felt Fang shift as he started to come back into consciousness.

His eyes opened a crack and saw me.

His grip tightened and he smiled, his eyes closing as he fell back to sleep.

"Fang. Fang, wake up." I patted his face and started to turn over and get off the couch.

He groaned in protest and shifted until he was pinning me to the couch cushions. He fell back into sleep world and I ruffled his hair. I leaned forward and blew lightly in his ear.

His eyes flew open and he kissed me good morning, soft and light.