Author's Note: So it's been awhile since I've updated this. Like a little over a week. I'm so so sorry, I just didn't get around to it, because nothing was coming to me at all. I knew where I wanted it to go, but just couldn't seem to write it.

Anyway, I hope you like it. A little more author's note at the bottom.

Max's POV

"What do you mean Fang isn't coming with us? Where is he going? Did you guys break up? Are you okay, Max? I think you guys can fix it. He loves you! You guys were so cute and you were, like, so happy. Where is Fang going if he's not coming with us? I don't get how he could just-" Iggy cut off Nudge with a hand over her mouth from behind and pulled her to him. I just rolled my eyes.

"We didn't break up. Everything is fine. He's going to meet up with us somewhere down the line. We just decided there was some other stuff that also had to be dealt with and that's what Fang is doing. Okay?" My tone told them to not ask questions because they weren't going to get answers. They all just nodded and Iggy took his hand off Nudge's mouth.

"Alright, we should get going it's only a couple hours to Virginia and we'll find a hotel when we get there."

"But can't we eat first, Max? I'm really really hungry," Nudge said.

"They're serving breakfast down stairs. But eat quick. We're leaving in fifteen minutes."

We all scattered then to eat and get the rest of our stuff together. I went back to my- and Fang's -room. Sitting on the bed I took a deep breath. I wish Fang had told me where he was going. And what he'd be doing. I really needed him here, and I don't think that he understood that.

Eventually I got myself together, grabbed my bag and made my way downstairs. After eating as much as I could, which wasn't a lot since I was sick with worry, I gathered everyone together and we were out the back door. No one was around so I said, "Up and away," and we were gone, from the last place I'd see Fang, for a very long time.

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Iggy's POV

As we flew off I felt my pocket for the letter Fang had given me. He told me to give it to Max if he didn't show up within a few weeks. With the vibes rolling off of him I knew not to argue, but I also knew to not like it.

Him and Max both were missing each other. He missed her before he even left, and she was worried about him before she even woke up this morning. Her vibes went through walls. I could even feel them downstairs when we were eating breakfast. I let out a sigh. This wasn't right. I knew something about it wasn't right.

Fang should be here. Everyone needed him. Max, especially. But Nudge too. He was one of her best friends. I could tell how much she looked up to him as a brother. And he cared about her too. I knew because he had a bunch of very creative threats when he first found out about us. I believed every one of them.

"Where are you going," I knew it was a long shot that he would answer, but I had to try.

"I'm just going to check out some things. Make sure that the Flock is safe," he said.

"But what does that mean? We've never really been safe. So what's this new threat that only you seem to be aware of?" I was getting angry. This was our family. If he knew something that was dangerous, we deserved to know.

"Don't get angry Iggy. Trust me," he paused, "This is the best way."

I thought about it. And Fang really wouldn't leave Max unless he had to. And more than anything else, I trusted that he would do anything to protect her from getting hurt. Which by default protects the whole flock.

"Okay," I said, "But how will we know where to meet you later on?"

"I will find you." He sighed. "Don't worry. If I'm ever coming back, it will be soon."

"What do you mean 'if'? Would you really abandon us and Max like that?"

"I mean, if I survive.." His voice trailed off and before I could say anything else, he leaped from the room of the hotel and vanished. Only Fang made one mistake. Before he jumped from the room, he had a feeling so strong it nearly over powered me. Since I hadn't felt it before I knew he had been desperately trying to hide it. Fang felt scared.

And if Fang was scared of whatever he was going to face, then we all needed to be.

I shook the thoughts out of my head, trying to just believe the whole thing was just a bad dream. We flew in silence the entire way to Virginia.

"I think we'll stop in DC. Big city. Easy to get lost in. And we can find cheap hotel near the highway," Max said. We all breathed a sigh of relief. Even after our extra relaxation, a flight like this was tiring.

"Hey Iggy," Max flew up next to me and spoke so only I could here, "You okay? You seem a little, I dunno, upset."

"No. I'm fine, Max. Just really tired." I couldn't tell her anything. I knew that. She would go chasing after Fang, even if she knew it wasn't the right thing. She couldn't think clearly when it came to him. She'd do anything just to keep him around.

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Max's POV

Iggy and Gazzy were in the room on my left and the Nudge and Angel on my right. I was in a room by myself. And I didn't like it at all. I would have just gotten two rooms, but I didn't need Angel in my and no way was I sleeping in a room with the Gasman.

After taking a long, hot, relaxing shower, I still didn't feel better. I felt over tired and depressed. I wanted to see Fang. I wanted to talk to him. I wanted to know he was okay.

I wanted to know if he missed me like I missed him. I wanted him to know I was trusting him.

I wanted so many things and they all related back to him.

I picked up the hotel room phone and called the boys. Iggy answered and I told him, "Order whatever you want from room service and tell them to just add it to the bill." He agreed and hung up so I could call the girls too.

After that though, I had nothing to keep me busy or even slightly distracted. Frustrated, I flipped on the TV and started scanning. I settled on one of those forensic crime solving shows that Fang loved and I hated. Crawling under the covers, I curled into a ball. Slowly but surely my eye lids felt heavy and I drifted into black.

"Hold on, Max!" Fang shouted. "Don't let go."

I was holding onto the edge of the cliff. And for some reason, I didn't have wings.

Fang was fighting some one. I heard him land a few punches but they didn't seem to be doing anything. I heard Fang stumble back and time seemed to slow. I tried to pull myself up, but I didn't have the strength. My muscles didn't seem to be working.

Fang stumbled over to me and looked down. With a bloody nosed and a bruised eye, that I was sure would turn black, he said, "I told you not to come. You shouldn't have come. I need you to be safe."

He took my hand and pulled me up from the ledge. There was a man a few yards away staggering to his feet with his back to us. I stumbled my feet as well, my arms very sore. I felt my wings glide out now, and saw Fang's do the same. He was holding my hand and gave it a small squeeze.

He pulled me into him and hugged me. I wrapped my arms around him, feeling tears coming to my eyes. He the began to let me go and grabbed me by the shoulders. He lowered his head a little bit to make our eye contact easy and clear. "Listen to me, Max. You need to trust me. You have to do exactly as I say, do you understand?" I nodded quickly, blinking away tears.

With a small smile Fang said, "That's my girl." All too soon the seriousness returned to his face and he spoke again quickly. "You need to get away from here. I need you to fly far away and not look back. You need to keep you and the Flock safe."

I opened my mouth to tell him that we needed him to be safe. To say that without him, I didn't want to be safe, but he knew that was coming and just shook his head. "No, Max. I have to do this. This isn't about just us. You need to trust me." He dragged out the trust. I wanted to look away from him but couldn't. His eyes had me trapped. I nodded again, sadly, without much of a choice and tears fell down my cheeks.

"Go now, Max," He started to loosed his grip on my shoulders. "I'll come back to you as soon as I can. I love you, Max." And he let go of me, leaving me with an empty ache, and I fell into blackness.

I shot up in bed and the covers fell down from around me. Looking around me quickly I made sure I was alone. My stomach growled and I was desperate to forget my dream so I reached for the phone to order room service. What I saw sitting neatly next to the phone made my heart stop.

It was the red laced underwear from that night at the lake with Fang. I remembered the kiss. I remembered the way my legs wrapped perfectly around him. I remembered him holding me on the dock. And us sleeping in the field with flowers.

But mostly I remembered the kiss. The need, the want, the desire; it was unforgettable.

I smiled as tears fell onto the cloth in my hands. "Oh, Fang, you sexist pig."

What did you think? I hoped you liked it.

I meant to get here a lot sooner, but unfortunately it took me 11 chapters. There will be a lot in Iggy's POV now. Mostly him and Max. Farther down the line, way farther, maybe a little Fang. Maybe.

Review if you'd like. They make me happy, but you don't have to. Oh, but if you do tell me what you think of the ending.

(Basically, Fang was in the hotel room checking up on, Max if you didn't get that.)