I woke up to the smell of… what was it? It smelt so familiar, so good. It was… it was on the tip of my tongue… COOKIES!!!!

My eyes fluttered open and I saw that Fang was sitting in a chair beside me, his head on the bed. He had fallen asleep. I brushed some hair out of his face and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Hey sleepyhead, where are we?" I asked him.

"Dr. Martinez's house." He answered.

My eyes widened and I looked around the room. We were. This was the room I had stayed in when I had come here the first time.

"How did I get here?"

"It was dumb luck. Just before you passed out that Ella girl stumbled upon us, and when you collapsed she went and got her mother. She helped us bring you here and while you were asleep I got an earful about getting you pregnant. That lady is crazy." Fang grumbled, but there was a small smile on his face.

"Poor Fnick got scolded." I teased with him, and then laughed at his expression.

"I hear laughter in here. Max, you're awake!" Ella's mom walked into the room and gave me a hug.

"Max! You scared me when you passed out in the woods. I though you were dead!" Ella said as she ran into the room and gave me a hug as well. The flock came in as well, but only Angel hugged me, the others just looked at me (well, not Iggy, but he listened intently).

"What happened?" Dr. Martinez asked.

"She had a Max Attack." Gasman said.

"A what?" she questioned.

"A Max Attack. I sometimes get these brain attack things, but they always go away," I explained, "its nothing to worry about."

"Yeah, it's nothing to worry about if you're on the ground." Fang mumbled. I glared at him then turned my attention back to Ella's mom.

"All I'm worried about is if it affected the baby." I stated.

"I'm sure the baby is fine." Fang reassured me.

"I hope so." I said quietly, touching me stomach softly.

"Dr. Martinez, if it isn't too much trouble we were wondering if we could stay here until the baby is born?" Fang asked, a hopeful look plastered on his face.

Ella's mom smiled, "Of course you can."

I smiled up at her, "Thank you."

I felt water leak down my leg and a sharp pain go through my abdomen. I clutched my stomach and let out a small whimper, holding back the scream that I wanted to release. I tried to ignore it, but five minutes later another jolt of pain went through, just this time it was worse. I squeezed my eyes shut and clenched my teeth. I opened them again to see seven (nine if you include Total and Ella's dog, Magnolia) faces looking at me with concern.

It had been two weeks since we arrived, and we were currently sitting at the table, enjoying some cookies and milk. I was breathing a little faster, not being able to catch me breath. It hurt so horribly.

"Max?" Angel asked skeptically.

"Oh god, I don't know what labor is, but I think this is it." I breathed, wincing again.

Ella's mother jumped into action right then and there, grabbing my hand and guiding me into the bedroom. The flock tried to follow, but she only allowed Fang to come in, and that was because he was the father and would be the one helping me through.

I was in labor for five excruciatingly painful hours. I was in pain, Fang was in pain; it was very painful. By the time the baby came out I think I had almost broken Fang's hand, and I sure as hell felt pain in places I didn't even know existed.

Dr. Martinez wrapped the baby in a blanket and placed it in my arms, "Congratulations Max, it's a girl. I'll leave you two alone for a while before I send the others in."

I looked down at the little angel in my arms. She had dark wings, like Fang, and her big, round eyes were dark like Fang's as well, and she had dark brown hair. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I looked up at Fang and saw a huge smile on his face.

"I have a daughter." He said, still smiling.

"Yes, a perfectly perfect daughter." I was smiling too. I didn't know if I would ever stop smiling.

After about fifteen of just looking at our new daughter the flock came in to inspect the new addition to the family. They all thought she was adorable, and when Iggy ran his hands across the baby's face he said that he was imagining a very cute baby.

"So what is her name?" Angel asked.

I looked at Fang, then the baby, then back at Fang, "I think her name should be Kismet." I stated.

"Why Kismet?"

"Because it means destiny."

Fang studied the baby for a few minutes, "Yeah, Kismet is good."

"Kismet Ride." I said.

"Why are we naming her Kismet Ride?" Fang argued.

"Well do you have a last name?" I challenged.

"… no."

"Exactly."

Kismet grabbed my finger and held on tightly, looking up at me with those big dark brown eyes and I knew that I would never give her up. Nobody was going to take her away from me, especially Jeb.