Author's Note: Okay, so this is a seriously good chapter, no matter what anyone says. I took almost all of this from another story I'm going to post on . At least all the Fax stuff.

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Max's POV

Everything was a blur. Eventually, I fell into a silent and emotionally blank state. It felt as if my head was dead. I had no thoughts really, just sorta of a constant buzz and in the back of my mind there was a sense of urgency dulled and then ignored.

Fang left and hour ago to fly the Flock back to my mom's to get them in bed, and then was going to return to help get Iggy home. No one wanted to leave, but I told them it was best, and no one had the heart to argue with me. It probably had showed I'd been crying.

I sat alone in the waiting room; staring at my white knuckles because my hands were so tightly grasped together. I heard Fang landing softly and fold in his wings outside. He came in to sit besides me, but I didn't move. We sat there in a sad but comfortable silence for awhile.

After a few minutes though, I spoke up to break the silence and said, "Let's help my mom with Iggy."

He stood and silently followed me into the back room. A few minutes later Iggy had been loaded up into the car and we made our way silently back down the road to the house. My mother nervously fidgeted the whole way. I knew she wanted to some way to comfort me, but had no idea where to start. I mustered up some resemblance of a smile and she returned it, but she still knew the distress I was in.

We arrived at the house and saw all the lights were off. As we walked in through the kitchen I remembered the explosion from this after noon. I had gotten so mad at them over some destruction, and now Iggy could die. It seemed frivolous and just made me hate myself more. A tear silently slid down my blank face and Fang pretended not to notice.

Once Iggy was settled in Angel and Gazzy's room, on Gazzy's bed, my mom began to settle in Angel's. We said our good nights and I went to sit in the kitchen and pity myself. After 20 minutes of not returning upstairs, Fang came to join me. "What can I do, Max?" He said, though I could tell from his tone, he knew the question was pointless. There was nothing anyone could do it seemed.

However, I couldn't bring myself to tell him this. What little I could do was to give him something that he thought was helping the least bit. If someone told me something, I would do it 100 times over. "I could use some air. Fly with me."

He gave me a sad smile and nodded, offering me his hand to help me off the floor. We walked out side and I instantly snapped my wings open and took off. I waited a 100 feet of the ground and looked down at Fang. He looked so strong and beautiful in the moonlight; it pulled at my tired heart.

After a few seconds of staring at each other he flew up to join me and took my hand. We flew for awhile like that, our wings in sync with each other. I couldn't help but steal a few glances at how beautiful he looked when he flew. And I could have sworn he was doing the same too. Eventually we came to land in an open field. It was filled with white and purple flowers all tinted blue by the starry night's sky and moon.

Once again, we seemed to swim in a comfortable silence. The only sounds were crickets and the winds. Lightening bugs danced around us, and it dawned on me that everything about this place was romantic. Realization must have shown on my face, because Fang chuckled at me and said, "Finally coming out of that head of yours? Being silent is sorta my thing, but here you are, giving me a run for my money."

"Maybe I should be quiet more often." I said full of thought, looking out at the field away from him.

He made a short laugh, but there was nothing funny about it. "Why is that?"

"Because it makes you talk to me." I said turning to him, and bit the inside of my bottom lip. He looked down then, expressionless again. I sighed quietly, not surprised unfortunately, but finally showing how it much it bothers me.

"Don't do that." He spit, looking up to give me a sharp look.

"Do what?" I retorted.

He did a mock sigh and disappointed look and then continued, "Act like you're disappointed with who I am. This is me, and you've known that forever. You mean everything to me, and after everything today, your disappointment will throw me over the edge."

"Over the edge? What does that even mean?" I said, feeling anger stirring inside me, but also a flicker of happiness at him admitting he cared about me.

"You don't want to know," he said looking away from me.

"I'm not disappointed in you. I'm disappointed in me." I said, fighting back tears now.

He stiffened hearing them in my voice, but didn't turn to look back at me.

I crawled over to sit in front of him then. At first I didn't touch him, I just waited, but he still didn't turn to look at me, not even from the corner of his eye. I knew he knew how close we were. I could feel his body heat.

"Damn it!" I yelled frustrated; still no reaction. I sighed angrily and went to look out in the distance following his gaze. There was a small lake out in the distance and I then got an idea.

"Will you do something for me?" I asked, in an as interesting voice as I could muster up. He then turned.

"What will you do for me?" He challenged.

"Anything." I replied instantly, and I immediately saw the mischief in his eyes. I quickly added, "But me first."

He pondered that for a minute and then said, "Okay."

I grabbed his hand and stood up, Fang following behind. I snapped my wings back open and swam to a dock on the edge of the lake as quickly as possible. I then began stripping down to my bra and underwear. I know, very surprising, I don't know what came over me.

Unfortunately, this morning I had borrowed once of Ella's red lace bra's and underwear. Very..seductive. Oops.

I saw Fang's eyebrows spike and he said, "What exactly do I have to do here?"

"You're going swimming with me." I stated simply and the mischievous look spread rapidly over his face again.

He then nodded and removed his shirt, but paused at the button to his jeans. "Do you always dress like that under your clothes?" He pointed up and down and my body, with an obvious look in his eye.

I blushed, and decided not to answer by jumping head first of dock. I dove down deep enjoying the looks from the fish at the bottom. I debated staying underneath the water in definitely until Fang joined, but I wanted to make sure he was coming so I kicked off the ground and burst out of the water and the surface.

Fang was smiling. Smiling. It was beautiful. He was beautiful. And I didn't even care how weird it was for me to think that, although I did blush when I saw reading my face and he struck a pose.

"Get in!" I screamed.

By now he was down to his boxers and delightedly dove deep down into the water. I stayed at the top, waiting for him to resurface. I looked at the water below me, but when he didn't I frowned. Then suddenly, with so much power, he grabbed me by the legs and flew straight up into the sky. I, like such a girl, screamed and felt his chest vibrate as he chucked behind me.

I turned and wrapped my arms around his neck and legs around his waist. He looked surprised but didn't complain. I blushed more.

"Now, I did what you asked. My turn."

"Fine," I said, "But we have to go back in the water first."

"No. Me first," and he gripped me tighter.

I rolled my eyes, and blushed more, if that's even possible, but then nodded.

He smirked and stared at me for awhile, until it turned into a small, but genuine smile.

I looked down, side to side. Suddenly nervous, and self conscious. I squirmed in his arms a little bit.

"Stop." He whispered. "You're.."

"Ridiculous?" I suggested when he paused.

"Beautiful." He said sternly and with all seriousness.

I smiled slightly, suddenly feeling very warm and not so embarrassed. I instinctively pulled myself a little closer to him. "Okay," I said quietly, "Your turn."

He didn't smile. He didn't move. He didn't tense. He did nothing. There wasn't the usual guard up between us. His face was serious, but something about his eyes gave every feeling he'd ever had away. He was so beautiful, I couldn't help my lips spliting slightly and a sharp intake of breath escaped my breath.

Then his lips were on mine.

I closed whatever ever space was still between us and my hands went to the side of his face, while my fingers pushed through his wet hair. His arms gripped around me tighter and his wings beat faster, raising us higher in to the sky. He gently drew swirls in my lower back beneath my wings. He sent shivers up my spine.

I poured everything I had bottled up into him with that kiss. My sadness, my hope, my control. Everything, with nothing left for me but him. He was mine, everything we had in that moment was given to one another. This was my best friend. With little doubt, the most important person to ever be in my life, and I could never picture it without him.

My thumbs in line with the back of his jaw, and my fingers wrapping through his hair. I felt a tear slip from each eye down my cheeks. I pulled him away from me to breathe. I closed my eyes and rested my head against his; forehead to forehead, nose to nose.

Our bodies parted slightly and he began to slowly lower us back into the water. I opened my eyes to stare into his. He then moved his lips up to my nose and then my forehead, placing a light kiss at each.

We then reached the water again. It was icy cold and I shivered as I placed my feet on the ground. I thought he might then depart from me and go back to the dock, leaving my arms with nothing to hold but myself and the cold water. But he didn't; he just pulled me closer to him again and his hand guided my head to rest on my chest.

He then said to me exactly what I'd been needing to hear all day. "We'll be okay."

I smiled and kissed his collar bone. He shivered a little, but it might have just been the cold. I grabbed his hand and led our way back to the dock. We got back and I sat on the edge of the dock. Fang came up behind me and placed his jacket over my shoulders and left one arm around me. I gladly leaned into him as my eye lids felt heavy. We sat like that for awhile. Looking at the moon slowly moving across the lake. I let my head fall to his lap and gazed at the stars up in the clear sky.

"It's beautiful," I whispered, scared to ruin the moment.

"Yes, it is." Fang replied, but he wasn't looking at the sky, he was gently moving hair out my face and letting his fingers linger on my jaw line. A smile danced gently on his lips when he saw me turn my gaze to him.

Fang laid his back against the dock then, but left his feet hanging over the edge. I sat up and put my head on his chest and curled into him. He wrapped his arms around me. It was very intimate and he fingers trailed up and down my arm, still grinning. I can't say the smile didn't spread, but it did soon fade.

Reality seemed to rush back in too soon as the sun began to spring into view along the horizon. Fang's expression shortly followed mine, but he still didn't put his guard back up, at least if he did I could see through it.

We sat like that for a few more minutes until I proped my chin up on his chest, my eyes level with his jaw. His eyes were closed.

"Fang?" I whispered.

"Hmm?" He replied, opening his eyes slightly as he turned his head to look at me.

I kissed him lightly on the lips for a moment before standing wobbly, and walking to put on my clothes. I blushed at the thought that Fang and I had been together in our underwear all night as I slipped back into my jeans. When I pulled my shirt over my head and dragged the bottom down to meet the top of my jeans I felt Fang's hands slowly wrap around my waist to take my hands. I turned to him, leaving my hands behind my back in his though. He kissed me on the lips for a moment, then my jaw, then my neck, and shoulder, but he respectfully stopped, even though I smiled at him.

We walked back to the field hand in hand, and Fang sprawled out amongst the flowers. I lowered myself to my knees and then place my arms folded slightly over his chest with my face propped up to look at him. He closed his eyes and was soon asleep. I yawned and laid there looking at him, until I too soon join him in unconciousness.

We probably slept there for another hour in the sun before opening our wings and flying back to the house. It was still dead quiet when we arrived so we went in through an open window in Fang's room. He stood and walked over to a desk he had in the corner with his laptop. I just collapsed on his bed and pulled a cover over me. I watched him as the computer screen sprang to life and his desktop showed a picture of me and him out in front of the house. I never noticed in the picture before, but he was smiling slightly as he looked down at me waving to the camera.

I didn't think it was really that great a picture of me, but it still made me smile.

"If you're going to go blog and tell everyone about how fabulous I am just make sure you don't use that picture of me, no one will believe I can look pretty."

He turned to me surprised; and was that a tint of red color on his cheeks? I guess he didn't ever expect me to see the image.

He quickly got up, covered the room in two strides, and tackled me on the bed before I even had time to react. I laughed quietly. He pulled the same blanket over him and quickly wrapped me in his wings and arms.

"Go to sleep," he whispered and so I did. Safe and protected in Fang's arms, I drifted off and slept for what felt like the first time in 5 days.

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