Author's Note: I'm a totally horrible person for not getting this done sooner. I'm halfway done with the next chapter. Maybe tonight!? but definitely tomorrow!
I wish I could say, now this was well worth the wait. But honestly, this chapter isn't that great. It's too short. Mostly a filler. But I felt it kinda just had to be done this way. Don't kill me. The next is on it's way.

Oh, and creative reviews like this make my day, so this chapter is dedicated to you:

Aleria14
2009-07-07 . chapter 5

Me: I laughed when Ig said: 'I promise, Max, I'm not looking at you at all'
Iggy: And that's because you are obsessed with the blind jokes!
Me: AM NOT!
Iggy: -sighs- No point in arguing with you...
Me: Exactly.
Iggy: Okay, that last chapter really did gross me out and you hit the nail on the head with how I feel about it!
Me: -snickers- And in this story, you get to hear all about Max and Fang making out...
Iggy: Oh joy...
Me: Anyway, great story and this was a funny chapter. Max will probably have to stop displaying so much emotion when she's around Iggy.
Iggy: Yes!
Me: -sighs-
Bell and Ig :D

"It appears that they are taking people." Now, I think everyone knows by now that Fang is a pretty emotionless guy, but as he said this, there were too many emotions on his face to count; angry, confused, frustrated, but mostly scared. The sight made me want to pull into my arms and hold him till he was okay, but I knew that wasn't possible, so I just started walking again.

Fang paused for a moment but followed. "Do you.." I didn't want to say it, "Do you think they are doing more experiments?" I braced myself.

"Yes." His voice was different. He didn't sound like Fang at all, and he sounded distant. "They're all young children that go missing."

"I know this sucks. Believe me, I do know. But are you okay?" He seemed like he was trying too hard; being too careful about not showing emotion. And I was shocked that this wasn't as tormenting for me. It made me more angry than sad. Defense mechanism I developed years ago I guess.

"Sure." His voice was hollow.

I stopped walking once again, and put a hand on his arm to stop him too. He adverted his eyes, but stopped. I didn't take my arm away. I held it there, waiting for him to look at me. Waiting for the normal Fang to come back. He didn't.

Fang turned his eyes to me. I flinched; his expression, it scared me. I saw a twitch of pain in his face when he realized it scared me, but it faded back to nothingness. I needed Fang, and he seemed to be slipping away.

I stepped in front of him slowly and gently put a hand on each side of his face. He looked down on me, and his expression softened a little. I gave him a weak smile and he cocked his head slightly in my hand. I gave him a short kiss, which he responded to sweetly.

I slid one hand down to his and let the other drop to my side. "Come on, let's go sit down." There was a tree about 20 yards to the left so I aimed us toward that. Fang sat down first and sat like he wanted me on his lap, but I didn't sit there. I sat next to him and propped up against the tree as well. He laid his head on my shoulder and I then pulled his head into my lap.

If he wanted to protest he didn't. I slowly stroked his hair and heard him mumble something that sounded like, "I'm sorry."

"For what?" I asked, surprised.

"You shouldn't be making me feel better. I should be there for you too."

I was shocked even more that he talked, but what Fang had said had me floored. And I realized. He was letting me be there for him. When I think of all the things that we'd been through in our life, I'd never been there for him; not on in the emotional state at least. He'd been there for me, and taken care of me, but I'd never done the same for me.

I felt a small smile creep onto my face as Fang rolled over to look up at me. "What?" He asked, with a puzzled expression. "Why are you smiling?"

A smile still played on my lips, but was fading fast when I said, "Do you need me Fang?" I don't really know why I asked that. But the question came up in my head and I had to know. I had to hear him say it.

He looked at me completely serious. His hand reached over my legs and supported him, while the other came up to brush some hair out of my eyes. "Yes, I need you, Max. I need you every day."

I smiled and leaned in to kiss him. He didn't resist, but it didn't turn passionate and as, well, physical, as it usually did. We laid like that for awhile; holding and kissing each other. Eventually, I wound up laying with my left hand and head on Fang's chest, while he stroked my back in between my wings.

"Ya know, if we keep having sappy moments like this, Dr. Phil and Oprah are going to clear a time slot just for us." I said looking up at Fang. The sun was starting to shrink into the distance, so we had to head back to the Flock soon.

"You're right. I really should stop telling you how I feel. Emotions, they're all too dramatic." I could tell he was being smart ass, but I was kind of serious. It wasn't like us to talk about our emotions. I was kinda worried it would mess us up. Fang seemed to feel me tense and gave me a small squeeze. "Don't worry. Everything will be okay."

"Yeah.. You keep making that promise." I replied solemnly and sighed.

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