Chapter five This is after the dinner, but before the flock goes to bed.

YAY I get to do a Faxy chapter now!!! I officially know where this is going, but I have several endings. Two of them have a sequel, and one of them is actually a trilogy, but that's easier said than done. This specific story isn't over anytime soon, so ENJOY!! (and don't forget about the little purple button down there. Push it. Tell me what you think. you know you want to)

I have been intentionally avoiding disclaimers but nobody's said anything. So I decided to put one in for the heck of it.

Disclaimer: (with help fromThe Fang)

Fang: You know I do these for so many people, I think I should get paid.

Maxigirl: How bout I have you kiss Max this chapter, and make her be all happy and everything, and I won't let her run off even if she wants to.

Fang: blushing I don't want to kiss Max

Maxigirl: Of course you don't, but get on with it already.

Fang: oh, right. She doesn't own Me, Nudge, Angel, Gazzy, Angel, or my Max. wait. You are so not putting that on there, or I'll-

Maxigirl: What? You know I DO own Annika here.

Fang: Never mind. And I'll take your offer on the payment thing, so I'm not rude.

Maxigirl: Cuz we know you were brought up with such good manners.

Fang: Just get on with it, before I embarrass myself even more. I swear I should stop doing these things.

Now I can tell when Angel is reading my mind, and block her out without trying to. It so totally helps. I can think about Fang all I want, without giggles or snide remarks, exceptions from the Voice, I hadn't heard it in a while. Maybe it had left. YAHOOOOOOO!!!!

Don't get your hopes up, Maximum, this is just one of your many stops on the journey.

To where?

No answer. Who would've guessed?

I love reading minds!!! But I think Fang's getting suspicious, not that I can read it on his face, but he's kind of got a different aura around him when I'm around, and his thoughts keep straying over to me, no matter how hard he's trying to get off the subject of me. He actually managed to get to me by thinking about football. Well I guess it wasn't that hard. After that cowboys game and his sexist moment while looking at the cheerleaders, and thinking about how hot they were, It doesn't seem too hard to get on the subject of me, but, who knows.

Annika's been really nice so far. I can't help but get the feeling that I can trust her, you know. Maybe it's because I'd hate to have her as an enemy. I shudder thinking about it.

And her house was awesome. Each of the kids got their own room, decorated how they like. Fang's was, you guessed it, black. Ig, Fang and I each got a king size bed, and the littler ones got doubles. Why we all needed King sized beds was beyond me, but it gave me room to spread my wings out. I was thinking about Annika when I heard a knock on my door.

"Yeah, you can come in."

"Hey"

It was Fang.

"Hey back to you. So, what do you think of Annika?" I asked.

"She's nice, but do you want to go flying? I need to stretch my wings out."

I knew he wanted more than this, but I decided to play along, I told Angel that we were going flying, and opened the window.

POV Fang

She opened the window, and I took that as a yes. We both stepped out and unfurled our wings. I led the way to a forest with some caves a few miles away.

I stopped over a clearing, and hovered there for a second. Max followed suit, and was hovering next to me. She looked so beautiful with the wind whipping her hair around her head, and her wings, steadily holding herself into place.

"I wanted to talk where Angel wouldn't hear us, or read our minds."

"That was a good idea, or lie for that matter." Max said, as she landed on the ground, her face six inches from mine. "but I think you brought me here so we could do this."

She was barely inches from my face when she said that. Then she leant in and kissed me on the lips.

She stopped for a moment and looked at me questioningly. I grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to me while her hands slipped up my chest and to my face, where we resumed kissing, or making out for that matter. I started to slide my hands up her shirt.

POV Max

His hands started sliding up my shirt, but knew he did not have the intention of taking it off of me. That would have been too far. He started massaging where my wings met my shoulders. We broke apart after what seemed like forever.

"I think we should head back" I whispered into his shoulder. He nodded and whipped his wings open, and began to lift us both into the air.

"I can fly myself, you know."

"You can, but I'd rather you stay here."

"Fang, we can't let the other kids see you taking me back."

"Why not?" he said, but let me open my wings and fly for myself, and he flew over me, still staring at me, and thinking about me for that matter.

We flew back through the open window, and went into our respective rooms.

What a night.