Disclaimer: If I owned Maximum Ride I would have no reason at all to be here. You'd think you'd get that by now.

Okay peeps, sorry I didn't have an Author's note last time, but I forgot to put one in before I uploaded it. Anyway, here is the second chapter in the story "Our Goal in life" which I do want to change the title of. So if anyone has any ideas, please tell me now, because I'm no good at making up titles. Also I know I'm a crappy writer, but please try and bare with me. Do me a favor and R&R as this is the first fanfic I have posted on this site. TEEHEE!! Hope you like.

Fang's POV

When we reached Dr. Martinez's house we landed, and then quickly ran into the house, while being greeted by Total, who we had left behind. Iggy shouted Dr. Martinez's name, and she came downstairs in a hurry.

"Yes, what…oh my goodness!" she exclaimed as she caught sight of the girl. "Who is this?"

Max quickly explained as I went to the fridge to get something to drink. After all, I didn't care much about what was going on. As long as she's not a threat to the flock it's okay.

I could tell Max felt the same way, although she was a little more wary of her. But she had to be. It was her duty as leader of the flock to always look out for everyone. It almost made me smile, thinking of how she took care of the younger ones, whether they needed to be taken care of or not. But luckily I caught myself in time, and resumed my serious look.

Turning back to the flock I saw that they had laid her out on a blanket on top of the carpet, but it didn't stop the blood from soaking through.

"Max, can you get the first aid kit from the bathroom?" Dr. Martinez asked, and she hurried off to get it.

I just stood there, sipping my soda while watching Dr. Martinez try and patch the girl up without any real medical equipment as if I were watching a movie. As she felt her pulse she paused and felt it again.

"Max, is this girl normal?" Dr. Martinez asked once she came back with the First Aid box.

Shaking her head Max answered, "I don't think so. I mean, she grew claws and fangs and hissed at us. Also, I don't think humans can jump that high. Why?"

"Because her heart is beating way faster then a humans heart beat. In fact, it's faster then yours. Way faster."

Turning her on her back, Dr. Martinez carefully took off her sweatshirt to look at the wound. Her shirt underneath was soaked in blood. Despite that, we all stood and stared at what was before us. On her back, slid through slits in the back of her shirt, were a set of, thin, furry, blood soaked wings.

They weren't avian wings, but more…bat like, with the long, thin bones, and think material in between, except they were covered in short, brown, striped fur, like a cat.

"What? What is it?" Iggy asked.

"She…she has wings." Dr. Martinez answered, still looking and sounding quite surprised.

"Wings! You mean she's like us?" Iggy was starting to sound desperate, not knowing what was going on.

Dr. Martinez shook her head, forgetting that he was blind, so Angel answered for her. "No Ig, she has different wings. They're thinner and covered in fur. I guess…umm…"

"Oh, okay. Yeah, now I see." Iggy said understandingly.

"Umm, no you don't." Gazzy pointed out, and I saw Max smile that beautiful smile of hers. She didn't smile often enough, and sure there had been a lot going on with Itex and finding our parents, but she looked so pretty when she smiled…snap out of it Fang.

I was going crazy. This wasn't the first time I caught myself drifting off while thinking about Max in unbrotherly ways. Actually, I did pretty well there, catching myself before things got inappropriate.

"No Gazzy, Angel sent me a picture of what she her wings look like." Iggy explained, and we all looked at him and Angel.

"You can do that! Oh my goodness that is so cool! And that would be so helpful for…" Max put a hand over Nudge's mouth, silencing her.

"I didn't know you could do that Angel." Max said admiringly, which was odd seeing as it was usually everyone else who was admiring Max.

Angel nodded. "Yeah. I've been able to do it for a while, but I've only done it with Iggy, because he was the only one who really needed me to."

After we got over that slight shock our attention was brought back to Dr. Martinez who was putting pressure on the girl's wound. "How is she doing?" Max asked.

Dr. Martinez looked hesitant, but answered anyway. "I think she'll be okay. Although it's pretty deep, the bullet didn't hit any of her organs, but it did clip her wing a little. I'll take her over the clinic tonight so I can get a better look, but as far as I can tell she'll be okay, especially if she can heal as fast as you do. The only things I'm concerned about are getting the bullet out and what she'll do when she wakes up. You said she was hostile?"

"I think she was more scared then anything else, after all she had just been shot, and who knows what happened before we came in." Max answered sounding very sophisticated.

Dr. M nodded. "Well, I'm going to bandage her up, but after that there's not much we could do for her. I'd like to giver her some blood, but I'm afraid that if we don't know what she is then we can't give her anything. Human blood could damage her system, and yours probably would too. Unless we fine someone else who's the same, then we can't give her any other blood, and she'll have to tough it out."

In other words we can't do anything, and there's a high possibility that she will die a very painful, and very slow death by blood loss, while we sit and watch. Of course we could just kill her now, and save her the pain.

"Fang!" Angel shrieked at me.

"What? I was just kidding!" I said, making my way to the stairs, away from all the commotion and the possibly dying girl.

Angel shrieked something else at me, but I was to lost in my own mind to listen. Unlike some people I had better things to then watch some chick die…possibly.

Max's POV

I watched Fang leave; I couldn't help admire his…ow. Angel! You don't need to step on my foot! Honestly, sometimes that girl acted more like an overprotective parent then a kid.

Anyway, Mom asked me to go make a bed for her which was a problem considering all of the beds, couches, and floor space had already been taken up by us. Hence the reason we were out flying in the first place; we needed our own home.

Still I went up to the guest room that Angel, Nudge and I shared and I striped the sheets on the bed. She needed it more then I do so I decided to be the kind generous person and give up my bed for however many days she made me.

When I was almost done putting the new sheets on the bed Iggy walked in the room with the girl draped over his arms, bridal style. Truthfully it looked kind of like a night in shining armor carrying his damsel in distress. The thought almost made me laugh, not to mention the weird mental picture.

Shaking it from my head I finished up with the sheets and helped Iggy lay her down. Of course she had started bleeding through her bandages, and who knew how long it would take for her to soak up the fresh new sheets with her blood.

I looked up at Iggy, who had a look of worry on his face. "Hey Ig?"

Startled he looked up at what he probably assumed was my direction. He was off by a couple inches. Impressive.

"Yeah?" he answered. I though the monosyllable talking was Fang's style.

"How exactly did you hear her in trouble? I Mean we were miles away and that's farther then even you can hear!"

Iggy just shrugged his shoulders. "I…I don't know. I guess I…well…I truly don't know."

Good enough for me. I shrugged my shoulders. "Okay then." With that I walked from the room, leaving Iggy alone with his sleeping, blood-covered beauty.

Without really knowing what I was doing I walked over to Iggy and Fang's room knowing that only Fang would be there. Knocking on the door I was answered with a grunt and took that as permission to come in.

Fang was lying on the bed listening to our one and only iPod, while staring up at the ceiling. Could you get any hotter?

Looking over at me he scooted over and patted the bed beside him for me to sit down. I obliged and plopped my self down knees drawn up to my stomach. Fang took the earphones out of his ears, but neither of us said a thing.

After about ten minutes I couldn't take it any longer. "So…what do you think?" I didn't need to explain. Sorry to sound like a lovesick girly-girl, but we just work that way.

Fang shrugged. "Don't know."

Getting agitated, I raised my eyebrows, before shoving his side. I wanted a better answer then that.

Slightly smiling Fang looked up at me. "I honestly don't know. She could be some Itex survivor creep who was sent to kill us, or she could be a victim of their treachery just like we were and is just trying to get away."

I smiled at that. I liked it when I was able to get long responses out of him. Well, as long as was ever possible coming from Fang.

Without speaking he asked the same question back. "About the same. Who knows who she is or what she was doing there, but she's not human, at least not 100 and she was running away from the Flyboys. Although this could be a trap, and no it wouldn't be the least surprising if Itex shot one of their own. By the way, aren't all the flyboys supposed to be gone? I mean, we destroyed Itex there shouldn't be any left!"

I went one, kind of like Nudge really, but who was going to talk here? Not Fang.

He nodded at all of you answers, and rhetorical questions. When I was done he looked back up at me. "You spend way to much time thinking about these things." He said, and I whacked his head lightly.

"I do not! I just…have way to much time on my hands." Not exactly true, taking care of the kids and Total was hard, and most of the time I was busy doing that, but they were al growing up so I had to be taking care of them less and less. The thought made me sad, but obviously Fang noticed because he put a hand on my leg.

"They'll always need to be taken care of Max. And you'll always be the one they look to for that." I smiled yet again; he seemed to be making that happen a lot recently. With a tired groan I unwrapped my arms from my legs, and lied down on the bed next to Fang, closing my eyes I yawned, extremely tiredly.

"Goodness Max, didn't you sleep at all last night?" He asked and I shook my head slightly.

"No. Total was keeping us up all night last night complaining about this or that. First he was hungry, then he was thirsty which of course made him have to go to the bathroom. Then he wasn't comfortable and then I wanted wring his neck, but Angel wouldn't let me which made me very upset." Although I couldn't see I knew Fang had his 'slight smile' on.

Suddenly I felt someone against my back, and I opened my eyes. Fang had decided to snuggle up closer to me and was now putting his arm around my stomach. Although this wasn't exactly new my heart beat faster as I instantly became more alert and toned into my senses.

"Well if Bat Chick is sleeping in your bed, where are you going to sleep tonight?" He breathed into my ear.

"I…" I gulped. "I guess that all depends on where we find room…" My goodness, I sounded like a nervous idiot. Well…okay I was nervous, but I am not an idiot.

Fang paused, but I could still hear him breathing in my ear. Very close to it.

"Well if you want…you could sleep in here. With me." Oh my goodness he was seducing me! If I was actually able to think then…well who knows what I would have thought, but considering I couldn't think I wasn't exactly able to do anything.

"A-are…are you sure that's such…such a great idea?" I asked. No, it probably wasn't but why else would we do it? After all we're both teenagers who have no time for this kinds of stuff because of stupid corporations that spent the better part off our lives trying to kill us.

My mind instantly flew back to the night he had kissed me. Sure that was two years ago, but we had been so busy destroying Itex that we never had the chance to continue that night. That is if Fang wanted it to be continued. I know I did.

"Who cares?" he said, and held me tighter. Nope not caring. My mind starting working for a split second but I could only make out one thought; if the kids or Iggy walked in.

Fang quickly stole that thought from my head by nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck. "Just go to sleep." He whispered and it was like he was a hypnotist. Almost instantly I closed my eyes and drifted off, snuggling into his arms as much as I could.

Fang's POV

I lay there, unmoving, as Max slept in my arms. She had looked so tired all day, but I doubted that even she noticed it. At least now she was finally able to get some rest.

I smiled as I thought about how easily I had gotten to her. In fact, it was surprising how it had taken me so long to restart the feelings of 'That Night.' But in my defense I just wanted to giver her time to get used to the idea so that next time I tried to kiss her she wouldn't run away.

Inhaling I smelled the clean scent of her shampoo; after living with Dr. Martinez for so long we had all gotten used to the idea of showering regularly, but it was still surprising when one of us walked in the room and didn't give off the smell that screamed stink bomb.

But under the shampoo smell, Max had a smell all of her own. After much investigating I realized that it was actually a slight mix of the rest of the flock's smell, all rolled into one. I had mentioned this to Iggy the other day, and he just gave me a look that screamed 'Duh!' Apparently him and his super senses noticed that a long time ago.

Trailing off into though I slowly drifted into sleep with meaning to, and soon I found myself fast asleep, face embellished in Max's blonde hair…or at least I would have if I had been awake. But hey, give me a break.

Okay, so I don't remember whether or not I mentioned this before, but just in case; Fang, Iggy and Max are 16 here, Nudge is 13, Gazzy is ten and Angel is eight. In other words it's two years later and they have destroyed Itex…kind of. But more of that later. Also, just a heads up, there is going to be litter or no action in this piece, and it's just something I'm throwing together, so don't get all excited because there's a shooting scene at the beginning. I can tell you that this is going to be fluffy, pointless junk; at least in my opinion. That's why I like it. If you don't, then deal with it and go read something else!