Aj: Maewithwings I sung Santa Claus is coming to town in my head and you are So Right! I mean he sees you when you're sleeping and knows if you're awake?

Anika: Thanks for ruining my favorite Christmas song!

Aj: Just publish the chapter!

Fang and I walked along the hallways looking for where Gunther Hagen kept what could replace Iggy's sight. It was a little creepy to me and I felt jumpy in the hallways as if some kind of mental challenge would pop up at any second like at Grey's. I could tell Fang was thinking the exact same thing. That's when I saw a room marked transplants. I braced myself and opened the door.

Inside were rows and rows and boxes and boxes and a ton of other stuff that had to do with body parts. What was worse was that they were almost all bloody. Fang put his arm on my shoulder to calm me down, but I shrugged it off. Right now, it would only make me feel even worse. If that was even possible I guess. I bit my lip as I looked at everything. What's worse was that the donor and the species marked everything. On some blood transplants it even showed the blood type.

I walked a little further down where the blood bags were and one caught my eye. Fang; Avian American; Type O. I closed my eyes, remembering when I saved Fang's life after he died. How Gunther Hagen had actually wanted to experiment on me. How that man had brought Dylan and ever since then absolutely nothing had gone right. Even worse then usual I should say. A tear started to fall from my face and I quickly brushed it away. Fang turned to look at me, but saw the blood first. I walked away quickly before he could talk to me. I know he wanted to bring up the whole dying thing and the ditching the flock for glitch free ones that died pretty quickly.

"Max. We need to talk." He said. Damn! I couldn't lie because he can read me like a book. I couldn't just come outwards and share my feelings. Ugh! That would be torture! I mean the only ones who actually like that stuff are annoying parents who want to spend more time with their kids (Not that I would know.) and clingy girl friends. Why was Fang turning into a prissy girl friend now? Why was I even comparing Fang to a prissy girlfriend?

"Nobody's home." I tried pathetically. "Don't leave a message." I could sense the wring her neck vibes were back. Aww how cute.

"Max, spill it." He ordered, while grabbing my wrist. This boy was persistent.

"Well I don't know if I want to because you ordered me too." I stalled. I could practically hear him yelling in frustration mentally. I checked to see if I was right when I couldn't. Fang just let it go. I ordered in my mind to see if mind control was still there. Nothing happened. I looked over at a box filled with livers and tried moving. It stayed put. I was mentally jumping for joy in my head! Whatever Grey put in me to make my absorb powers was gone! It must've been from that poison that got put in Iggy, Gazzy, Nudge, Total, and I.

"All right. I'll talk because I'm the mature one…"

"Fang, you still go sulk and turn invisible when you lose at video games to me or Iggy." I interrupted, smirking. He glared at me, which made my smirk grow bigger.

"My point is that since the kcolf is dead and we are getting along so well now that I could come back to the flock. If the great leader allows it of course." A half smile formed on my face.

"I don't know, let me think about it." I joked. He knew I meant yes. I then thought of something though.

"Are you just going to leave again though? You said in your note that it would just happen again." I asked cautiously.

"That was before I saw how much harder it was when we're split up. And how much I missed you. I'll never leave again until I die." He told me. Who put Nudge flakes in his cereal? It was Nudge-like for him anyways.

"On one condition," I began.

"What?" He asked.

"Never call me sweetie again."

"Promise." He told me smirking. I know a couple of you might be thinking, Max that was such a cute nickname. Sorry, but way too girly for my liking. Why do you think I picked the name, Maximum Ride? Fang picked a jar off of the shelf and looked at it impassively.

"This it?" he asked. Back to two word sentences I see. I looked at it and nodded, biting my lip at the same time We started to walk out of there with the jar in my hands when I heard footsteps behind us. I turned around and saw Dylan smiling at me. My fists clenched and I thought about how he had helped Grey and then Grey killed Ella and almost killed my entire flock, myself included. He had to pay, Maximum Ride style. I handed the jar to Fang.

"Get out of here. I'll meet you outside after I get even with him." I knew he was about to argue so I added, "He helped Grey kill Ella, Fang. And I'm faster alone. I know it's a trap, but I'll be careful."

"Alright, just be careful." He told me. He was about to kiss me, but I stopped him.

"We're just friends for now." I told him. He nodded and left leaving me to deal with the traitor. I started running after him and when I reached him, I tackled him to the ground. He kicked my jaw and I returned with a kick to the gut. He staggered back and I hopped up just in time to receive a kick to my knee. I regained my balance and popped it and still had enough time to dodge a punch to my head. I whipped my legs under his feet, knocking him flat on the ground and before I could do any more damage an explosion swept the entire building and I was knocked off of my feet into something sharp. It impaled me through my side really deep and I would've screamed if I could. Right before I lost consciousness I felt strong arms grab me.

Aj: One more chapter.

Anika: So I'm guessing you're going to make a sequel if you left the second to last chapter off like this.

Aj: Nope. I'm probably going to end the story on a cliffy like FANG and let James do the rest.

Anika: Are you serious?

Aj: Completely.

Questions:

What do you think of Aj's idea to leave it off on a cliffy and let James do the rest.

What is you favorite song?

Do you think the 'Santa Claus is coming to Town Song could also be called Edward Cullen is coming to a utensil.'

Do you think that I should stop rambling about how much I hate twilight?

Do you agree with me about how Max acted when she first saw Fang?

How do you think I will finish this story?

Chapter countdown:

1 left! See ya' next chapter which will be pretty short. –Aj.