I updated like, 2 or 3 days ago, but that's not a problem. I probably won't get to updating again until next week, and I'll try to update on a weekly basis, but who the heck knows?

And on a side note, I'm going to end up skipping around a lot during this fic. One chapter they'll be like, 5, and the next they might be 16. You know?

Anyways, here it is…

Chapter Three!

Max's POV

Ever since Fang made that whole 'if we have another kid' comment, I've felt more connect to him. (Is that even possible?) It means a lot to me, knowing that there is a possibility of eventually having another child. But right now, we've got our hands full.

My example: their first birthday.

In the early morning on the 19th of April, the last thing I expected to hear was a small bang on our apartment door. Naturally, my eyes, as well as Fang's, shot open. Fists clenched, we both cautiously checked on the girls, and then went to investigate the living room. I was stopped in my tracks as Fang held out his hand. We listened intently, only to hear laughter on the other side of the door.

Cocking his head, Fang asked, "The flock?" I nodded, and he slowly opened the door. 6 people, Total and Akila poured into our small-ish living room.

"Okay, not that we don't love you all to pieces, but why are you here?"

"They forgot!" Nudge exclaimed, throwing her hands up.

"I told you." Angel smiled and held out her hand. The Gasman and Iggy each pulled out $5 and placed the money in her palm.

"What...?" I began, just as Fang said, "The girls' first birthday."

"Oh," I said lamely. About a second later, everyone was laughing. After the laughter died down, Mom announced,

"We have presents!" And the party began.

I swear it was like Christmas all over again. Present upon present upon present. The pile seemed never ending. But something was off. A quick 360 scan showed the usual; laughing flock members, Total and Akila 'mating' in the corner, (I would yell at Total about that later), Fang with his eyes locked on Star and Noah playing happily nearby. But where was Sky? Last time I had checked, she was out cold from exhaustion on the couch. The space where she was drooling softly was now seemingly empty.

I panicked. I didn't go around screaming, 'Where's my baby? Who stole my baby?', but I did the only thing I could think of. I went to Fang.

"Where's Sky?" I whispered as I knelt down beside him. My voice held a forced calm tone; a tone in which he could see right through.

"She isn't on the couch," He observed out loud. Before I could retort, he stood and stepped over to the couch. With the blink of the eyes, Sky was there. Visible and safe and in exactly the same place.

She picked her head up and meekly smiled at me. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and go to her side.

"Hey, baby." I placed her in my lap. Then I turned to Fang and asked,

"How'd you know?" He smiled, and my world brightened.

"Father's intuition?" Meaning he had no idea. I grinned, looking around the room again. No one even looked our way; no one acknowledged the fact that I was scared out of my mind.

"It's going to be harder, now. Raising a child who can blend into the background." I turned back to face my husband, "Do you think Star…" I wasn't sure how to finish the sentence.

"She hasn't shown any signs of mutation yet," He said, basically reading my mind, "but she might eventually."

"Great," I muttered under my breath.

"Just hang in there." He kissed the top of my head, "Things will get better."

As he left the couch, I uttered out a slight, "or worse," before plastering a fake smile on my face and headed toward everyone else.

Eek, short chapter. Sorry, I usually type at least 1000 words, but this is only a little over 600. Maybe next time I'll write an extra long chapter. I can't believe I'm 400 words short of my minimum. Pathetic. (And yes, I know I'm probably my own worst critic)

Review, reassure me, agree with me, I don't care.

Grrr…

~Faxisthegreatest123~