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Chapter Two

FANG

She falls. So Slowly, so silently. Steadily. Until her ear-piercing cry for help reaches his ears again, and he realizes its Maya falling. Not Max. Maya. And suddenly, there is a pain in his heart that longs for Max. His mind floods with grief at how he'd left them. Left her. Replaced-

No.

He'd done the right thing.

Yet, still, he felt guilt. And he felt like he was in denial. He blinked. Seeing Maya falling was painful. He imagined it was Max again. Then, his heart thudded violently, and immediately, he took off and dived underneath her body. She fell into his outstretched arms, and her weight pulled him down to the ground. She looked shocked, her eyes a little glazed over. So vulnerable. He laid her on the ground and brushed hair from her face. She held his arm gently.

"Max," He murmured, and she startled. "Are you okay?"

She looked up at him, and frowned.

"Max?" she snapped, and coughed fiercely. "Did you just say Max?" He sucked in a silent breath and panic flurried in his head.

"No," He denied coolly, and took his hands from her face.

"I can't believe this," She muttered, and put her hands to her head. "What the hell-" She stopped herself, and managed to glare at Fang with ferocious intensity. Like Max would. He countered her glare with a steady gaze, and she nearly growled. She jumped to her feet, and practically fell back down again. Fang caught her with a firmly muscled arm, and she gained her footing. She shoved is arm away and wobbled off, with him trailing behind to watch.

Why did you say her name, you idiot? He thought to himself bitterly. Because you still care.

He frowned to himself and blinked again.

Rachet, Holden, Star, and Kate waited for them by the crashed van. They eyed Maya suspiciously, and then Rachet looked at Fang as if to say, What happened, man?

Fang shook his head, and Star cocked a brow.

"Guys, we should probably keep moving. There should be more Erasers coming, and I think its best we continue on." Fang ordered, ignoring Maya's irritated gaze. Instead of being close to him, now she kept a small distance that wasn't very noticeable. But to Fang, of course it was.

"But man, the car's busted," said Rachet, motioning to the broken van.

"Well, guys," Maya started snarkily, "Looks like we're walking to San Francisco."