I woke up to somebody shaking me softly. I opened my eyes and saw Angel looking at me, giving me a worried look.

"Max, why are you still asleep?" she asked. It was a good question considering I always woke up before everyone.

Thankfully I didn't have to answer, "She didn't get much sleep last night."

Iggy held back laugher and Gazzy asked with a smirked, "How would you know that Fang?"

"Because I woke up late last night and she was still away, that's how I would know. God guys, you have nasty mines." Fang said. Even if they did have nasty mines, they were pretty accurate.

I walked over to my bag and started digging through it for some breakfast. While doing so I found a crumpled up piece of paper. I opened it and found a phone number with the name Dr. Martinez written above it. I made a mental note to call her sometime for some advice on being a mom, because I had no clue what to do when pregnant.

I pulled out a box of dry cereal and grabbed a handful, then passing the box to Nudge, who was sitting behind me, egger for some food. I ate the food slowly, savoring the flavor, although feeling a little sick. I clutched my stomach and shut my eyes, taking deep breaths.

Oh my god I think I'm going to be sick. I thought to myself silently.

"Max? Are you okay?" Nudge asked, sounding truly worried.

"Yeah Max, you look a little green." Said Gazzy.

Before anyone could say anything else I was on my feet and behind a tree, puking my guts out. I felt my hair being pulled back, and I glanced up to see Fang there, before I had to look back down and puke some more of the very little food I ever ate up. After about three minutes of puking I finally had nothing left to puke up. I took a deep breath.

"Better?" Fang asked.

"Besides having a horrible taste in my mouth and absolutely nothing in my tummy, yeah, I feel much better." I said sarcastically.

We walked out from behind the tree to see four worried faces.

"What happened?" Iggy asked.

"Max here just puked up all the food she's eaten in the last week." Fang answered before making me sit down against a tree. He tried to make me eat some more cereal but I pushed it away.

"Nothing in the stomach, nothing comes out the mouth." I murmured.

"Nothing in the stomach, no energy to fly." He countered. I sighed and took a couple pieces of cereal, eating each piece separately and slowly. It tasted horrible along with the vomit.

"We need to start moving. We can't stay in one place for too long. Those scientists are going to be mad at us after we blew up their precious building." I said, getting up and shoving the last of the food into my mouth so they wouldn't have an excuse to make me stay.

"You need to rest, Max. You're sick." I glared at Fang's words. I wasn't sick, I was pregnant. But did he know that? No. Was he going to find out any time soon? No.

"I'm fine. I feel much better. Now lets go before some Erasers pick up our trail."

Fang sighed, but started getting everything packed, seeing that it was pointless to try and convince me not to go. Fifteen minutes later we were in the air, not really caring where we where going. All we knew was that we needed to keep on the move. We couldn't stay in one place for too long because it risked the chance of being discovered.

I felt tired. My wings were aching, and I wanted to go back to sleep, but I wasn't about to complain. Fang had wanted me to rest anyway, and if he knew I was tired he would make me rest for about twice the time we had been flying. Nope, I wasn't going to complain even the slightest bit.

Max, you really should rest if you're tired. You could easily be overpowered by Erasers if they were to attack and you could barley fly. The voice commented.

I thought I got rid of you! I thought.

I'm not going to leave that easily. Now take a break. Eat something.

I looked at everyone, then sighed before asking, "Is anybody hungry?"

Fang smirks at me, "I told you to eat, and now you're hungry."

"I don't want to eat, but the stupid voice isn't going to leave me alone until I do. I swair it's getting really annoying."

"Well I'm hungry." Nudge pipes in.

"Okay, whoever sees a fast food joint tell me." I said, while struggling to keep my wings beating.

"I see a McDonalds!" Angle said after several minutes of flying.

I breathed a sigh of relief as he headed down. He hid our wings, then headed inside. I pulled out my credit card and paid for our large meals, although mine wasn't as large as it usually was. Compared to everyone else's, mine seemed quite average sized.

I wish I could tell Fang, but I can't. I though.

"Max, what can't you tell Fang?" Angel suddenly asked, and I realized she had been reading my mine.

"What do you mean Angel?" I asked, while I was thinking Angel please don't tell anybody what I'm thinking. She was obviously ignoring my thoughts.

"Well you were just saying in your head that you wished you could tell Fang something, but how you can't." Angel replied.

I took a quick glance at Fang, who was looking at me with an expression I couldn't place. "What can't you tell me, Max?" By the tone of his voice I can tell what his expression is. Betrayal and anger.

"Um…" Oh God I have to tell him. "Fang, could we talk in privet please?" I didn't even wait for him to answer before I got up and walked outside, with him following close behind.

"What are you keeping from me, Max?" he sounded very angry.

"I… I…" I couldn't bring myself to say it, so I just looked down.

"Max!" I flicked.

"You remember that time up in the tree?" I asked.

"Of course I remember! It was the most extraordinary thing I've ever done, and we were just talking about it last night!" he still sounded angry.

"Well… you see… what I'm not telling you is connected to that…" I said.

"Max! Just spit it out already!"

"I'm going to have a baby." I said, barley a whisper. If we all didn't have such good hearing he wouldn't even have heard me.

Fang froze. If he had been expecting something, it obviously wasn't that. "Your… your going to have a baby." I nodded.

"I didn't want to tell you until I knew what to do." I said, still being quiet.

"That's why you puked this morning, isn't it? When'd you find out?" Fang was starting to gain control over himself again.

"Yeah, that's why I puked this morning. I found out a week ago, two months after… the night."

"So you're telling me that your two months pregnant, and your morning sickness is just starting?" he said, utterly astounded. I nodded again. "And…and you're also telling me that you're carrying my… our child?"

"Oh Fang I'm so sorry." I cry. "I didn't mean for this to happen, I really didn't."

"Max, it isn't your fault. If anything it's mine. Don't worry, we'll think of something. I just want you to know that it isn't your fault." Fang pulled me into a hug.

"You… you're not mad?" I stuttered.

"No," he sounded utterly shocked, "I would never be mad at you for something like this."

I sighed. I was so relieved, and so shocked. He actually wasn't mad. "What should we tell the others?"

"We'll tell them the truth, just not right now, not when we're in there. Come on, let's head back inside. Who knows what kind of trouble those five have gotten into?" Fang said, lacing his fingers into mine. We walked back into the McDonalds and sat back down. Nudge, Gazzy, Angel, and Total were looking at us with shocked faces, and since Iggy couldn't see, he didn't know we were holding hands. If he could see us, I'm sure he would have looked just as shocked.

"Soooo… what happened out there?" Gazzy asked.

"We'll talk about it later." Fang mumbled, although in a demanding tone.

Gazzy told Iggy what he had seen when we had come in and he looked stunned.

"You two walked in holding hands!" he exclaimed.

"Yeah, Iggy, we walked in holding hands, got a problem with that?" I asked coolly. Pregnant people have mood swings.

"No, gosh, sorry." Iggy said, holding up his hands in defense.

I sighed, "Sorry, Iggy, I didn't mean to snap at you. We'll explain everything later." Iggy merely nodded.

After some time of eating in silence we were all finished so we left. We flew in silence for the rest of the day, until we stopped at a hotel, deciding that we needed a little comfort after spending so much time sleeping on hard ground.

After we got settled in Total brought of the question, "So didn't you guys say that you'd tell us what you had been talking about later?" I looked at Fang, who shrugged then nodded.

"Okay…" I said. Everyone sat down and waited expectantly. "Um… this is really hard… well… you all know that Fang and I… like each other…" I said nervously.

Everyone nodded.

"uh… and… well… usually when two people like each other they like to… uh… show how much it is they… um… like each other. You know, like what level."

Iggy and Total's eyes were huge with understanding, while the other three were all still confused. I could see Fang holding back laughter as I tried to describe what had happened.

"So… um… after they show how they feel about each other… uh… there's a chance that something wonderful, but… uh… sometimes not so wonderful might happen."

Now Iggy and Total's mouth's were hanging open. Total was looking from me to Fang, then back at me, then at Fang again.

"So to put it in simple terms I'm… uh… pregnant."

I watched as it finally registered in the younger kids heads'. They obviously hadn't expected me to tell them I was going to have a baby.

"You're going to have a baby?" Iggy exclaimed.

"Yeah, I'm going to have a baby. In about seven months." I replied.

Angel jumped to her feet and wrapped her arms around my waist, pulling me into a hug. "Yay! Max and Fang are going to have a baby!" she said happily.

I glanced at Fang and saw him smirk at me.

Standing next to him I mumbled, "Thanks for helping me break the news to everyone."

"I think you handled it fairly well." Fang mused.

I glared at him, but he just laughed.

"Okay everyone, time for bed." I said.

We quickly divided up the two bed. Nudge, Angel, and I had one bed, with Total at the end, and Fang, Iggy, and Gasman slept in the other. Iggy had insisted that Fang and I had a bed together, but we had both declined, although Fang did say a little more to him in private. We stacked fists before getting in bed.

I fell asleep that night with thoughts of things that might happen in the future. Would we ever find everyone's families? After we found Iggy's parents and they had wanted to get money off him, did we even want to find everyone's parents? Gazzy, Angel, and Nudge still had a chance to have a good life with their parents. They were still young, but Fang, Iggy, and I didn't have the slightest chance. Iggy's parents only wanted to get money off him, Fang's mother was a teen mom, like I would soon be, and I didn't even know who my parents were. Plus, if I ever did find them, they probably wouldn't like the fact that they were already grandparents.

I didn't know what we would do, but I did know that I wanted everyone to stay together. That was the only thing I was sure of.